Saturday, July 4, 2009

Why I'm In Hawaii

In the course of my travels, moving around from here to there on the basis of where I'm needed and where I'm called, I lived for quite a while in Sedona, Arizona.

This is a place where there are many intersections of different worlds. A friend of mine even started a company that she calls Crossing Worlds because the term has to do not only with the interlacing of different cultures but also because Sedona and the whole southwest United States in many places has been touched by the mystical, the mysterious and from my point of view - the natural, having to do with a strong representation, hosting and welcoming of the natural world.

The natural world itself goes beyond the boundaries of what mankind can state, "This is the truth." It goes beyond the "laws of science" and it incorporates all the real and all the not always welcome factual experience. Many people say - I've seen this, I've done that - and those who do not believe say, "Oh..." dismissively and many other things of derision.

I've been in Sedona, I've lived there, I've lived in other places in the general area of a radius out for a few hundred miles and I can say that the mysterious and the natural lives there.

In light of that I'd like to speak now of an experience I had there and I think you might enjoy hearing about it.

It's quite a few years ago now but I remember it clearly how it came to be that I moved to Hawaii. At the time I was living in Sedona, Arizona and I was planning to move to Flagstaff but I hadn't really gotten the motivation completely, just the impetus.

One day when football playoffs were on, I remember I got up early to see them and I was bustling around getting ready. I turned the TV set on and I could hear it in the other room while I was getting dressed.

I heard the announcers and they were talking about this player and that player and the games that were coming up and I was only listening with half an ear, you know the way you do when you're getting ready to get dressed and this and that but by the time I was ready to come in and sit down and relax and watch the two games that were going to be on that day I happened to glance at the television and - what was that!

I could hear the announcers talking but there was all this print on the screen. The screen looked a lot like a computer screen. There was a very light blue thin band across the top like a menu bar and something written there and it was kind of a lighter color and then below that the background was very light and there was all this print slowly scrolling up, it was outlined and even lighter, as if you were looking at a computer - reading something and scrolling. There was no indentation for sentences or punctuation, just one word after another filling the screen.

I couldn't figure out what - what is that? I called the cable company and asked - what is that? They were at a complete loss since they did not have it on their screens. They didn't know what it was. They said they'd check their circuits or what have you but it was Sunday and I wasn't holding my breath that they would be able to send somebody out immediately.

I also recall that I got up and went out and walked around the house to make sure that all the incoming electronics and cables to the house were alright. They looked okay.

Still I was kind of disappointed and could hear the announcers and I thought, "Oh well, it's going to be like a radio game." Have you ever been driving across the country and listen to a game on the radio? It's not too bad. I used to listen to them on the radio when I was a lot younger - but I was still kind of disappointed.

And so I thought, "Well this is really kind of weird." And you see I had set up the video cassette recorder, the VCR, to record the games but I decided I'd get up early and I'd rather watch them. Still I figured, "Well it's recording. I don't know what all this print says but it's recording and I suppose I can read it later if I want to" and all the time the print keeps scrolling up.

So I'm sitting there and I'm thinking, "Well, you know it's recording. I could do anything else. I think I got started fooling around in the kitchen making some breakfast and I came back in and looked at it and I thought, "Hey I know what I'll do..." You know - you get these ideas with electronics don't we..."

"I'll turn the TV set off and I'll turn it back on and maybe it'll be better." ;-) Kind of like kicking the tires on a car right, as if that helped. So I pick up the remote control and I have my thumb poised over the off switch and just before I'm going to press the off switch the screen changes and it changes color a bit.

It goes all gray and a little snowy and then the snowiness stopped and it was just a light gray color. I'm thinking, "What's this then?" And then in floated, and I could only say floated because it was moving in a buoyant and very slightly bouncy way, these very big letters. They took up fully one third of the screen coming in in the center and they sort of moved up and down just a little bit - that's why I'm saying floated.

In floated the word from the left to the right until it was perfectly centered in the middle of the screen and it stopped. And the word said - Faeries. F-a-e-r-i-e-s.

I thought, "Wow!" The first thing I thought was, "Wow!" I quickly called the cable company and told them to forget it and not to worry about it and they said, "Okay" because I figured, "Well, this is a spiritual experience."

And all the while I can hear the announcers chatting away about the game that's coming up. So I turned that down a little bit because I didn't really want to hear them talking and I thought, "Wow, I hope that all that print that went by before was all about faeries. I wish I had read it" but then I'm thinking to myself, "Wait a minute, wait a minute. The VCR is recording this. This is going to be great! Later on I can read all this stuff and it's going to be all about faeries. Wow that's awesome!"

So I'm waiting and it just says - Faeries - and it stays like that. I thought to myself, "Well - what does this mean?" Being a Channel naturally I went into the other room - with the full and complete confidence that all of this was being recorded and I could have this as a keepsake and I thought, "Wow, this is great" - I go into the other room and sit down on the bed and I ask, at that time I was channeling Speaks Of Many Truths* quite a bit and I ask, "Speaks Of Many Truths, what does this mean? Is it a message for me? It must be."

Normally when I ask these questions I usually say, "And tell me anything else I need to know right now too." Like that as Channels often do for themselves. I then proceeded to receive the shortest channeling I've ever received for myself. It lasted not even a minute.

Speaks Of Many Truths came in and said, "You know Robby, it's not that complicated. The Faeries want you to go over to Hawaii and they want you to help them out. There's a youngster there that needs some help and they'd like you to go over to Hawaii and help them and while you're there look around a little bit and see how you like it because it would be good if you moved there."

That was it. That was all there was to it. It was maybe thirty seconds if anything and I came out of it after that. It was like, "Gosh! Move to Hawaii! I'd lived on the continental US my whole life. I couldn't imagine going to Hawaii. I had been to Hawaii once before and I had had quite a mystical experience there^ but I couldn't imagine moving there.

So I go back in the other room and the screen is blank. The word Faeries isn't on there any more and it's just that light gray screen. So I thought, "Well the least I can do is read about all that stuff. I can't wait to read that!"

So I stop the VCR and I rewound it all the way to the beginning. I played back the tape and it was the game. How about that.

Well I fulfilled what the faeries wanted me to do. I went over to Hawaii and a friend of mine drove me around kindly because he was living there and moved there sometime before and he drove me to this place and that place. Just places that I felt on a map needed some attention.

I did some energy work, helped some spirits to move on, did some prayer blessings - all kinds of different benevolent shamanic practices and then thanking my friend I flew back to Oahu, felt out the energy there and thought to myself, "Am I really going to move here?"

All I can say to you is that was about 10 years ago and I've been here for quite a while now. Goodlife.

*Speaks Of Many Truths is a Native American mystical man who lived about 400 years ago and speaks through me to teach, to remind, to support and to pass on wisdom. For example see Shamanic Secrets for Material Mastery.
^ Meeting With A Mystical Woman:

On a return trip from a short vacation to Hawaii once, I was on a plane getting settled as were many others and there was still boarding going on. I was in a bulkhead seat so there was no other rows in front of me.

The two passengers directly to my left were an older lady and a younger woman. The older lady asked me how I had enjoyed my trip to Hawaii. This was the first thing she said to me. I hadn't said anything to her other than nodding and smiling. And I said, "It was okay" and she said, "Ah."

She said, "Would you mind if I just..." and she got down in front of me - she was very short and small - she got down in front of me.

I didn't say anything because I believed this was something that might be spiritual but I wasn't sure. She hunkered down in front of me and she reached up towards me with her right hand outstretched and the next thing I remember was an announcement and the announcement over the speakers in the plane said, "Would you please return your tray tables and seat backs to their upright position."

And I realized my eyes were closed and I opened my eyes and the plane was in the air. When the lady had introduced herself - meaning spoken to me the plane was still at the gate, hadn't even taxied yet, so I was very confused for a moment. I couldn't understand what had happened.

The plane was quite obviously on the glide path the way it is and I realized that somehow I had been in what I can only describe as a meditative state. I couldn't remember anything else. A meditative state for 5 hours because the plane landed in about 20 to 25 minutes and that's how long the flight was.

I recall that the lady said only one other thing to me before she stretched her arm out. She said, "You'll be back."