An Eye to the Sky & The 11-11 Enigma

I've been quiet lately.  Life is crazy.  Deviating from my theme of sustainable energy for a bit, I just saw my 3rd U.F.O in 2 WEEKS.  Very strange.  I am a trained aircraft spotter, well... trained in the fact that I worked at an airport and learned the difference between commercial, military, and small aircraft.  I also darn well know the difference between how a satellite looks and something a bit more.

I don't have photographic evidence, but I do have witnesses for 2 of 3.  This makes a total of 7 UFO's seen this year alone in my corner of nowhere.  Most of them have been orange-yellow balls of light, and 3 of those have had obvious military aircraft scrambled to pursue.

What does it all mean?  3 in 2 weeks? As we reach what some feel is a turning point economically with our country? Things are strange.  Strange indeed.

In 2 weeks I embark to Sedona Arizona, following a vision I had 10 years ago; during this time of heightened sensory perception, I drew a mountain scape, an alien head and a triangular "star pattern" on a mural in my old apartment in Kansas City, and it struck me as ominous. I told myself if I ever found those mountains I had to go there.  The where was revealed to me as Sedona when I identified the mountains on the Travel Channel, a brief glimpse of 2-3 seconds where they They showed a flash of Thunder Mountain by Sedona. This was 5 or 6 years ago that I learned the "where".

Thunder Mountain - Verde Valley, near Sedona Arizona

When I saw the 2-3 second clip on the travel channel that actually showed "my" mountains, it was a EUREKA moment; like that scene from "Close Encounters of the Third Kind" where Richard Dreyfus finally sees Devil's Tower and all the insanity of sculpting this crazy vision finally made perfect sense. It dropped my jaw. It dropped me to my knees.  It left me in silent wonder.  I KNEW, finally, that the image I saw wasn't a fiction invented by my mind; that this place was a tangible location that I MUST make a pilgrimage to.  Everything else in my life has been trivial, but I knew that very day, in an instant, beyond any sense of doubt, that this place is linked to my quest.

I, like so many others, have been seeing 11:11 on clocks and seeing repeated 1's in patterns for about 10 years, to the point that it can't just be sheer coincidence.  Deciding that 11.11.11 is a powerful and highly symbolic date, I committed to making that my target date for my pilgrimage, giving me the "when".  So, when intuitions lines up, one reaches a point where they must take a leap of faith.  There are no coincidences, at least not in my world.

So, I preparing to embark on this journey, following my soul and intuition for all its worth: a spiral into the unknown. But I am not alone.  Not at all.

Meet Scott Love, a man with the same vision: 11.11.11@Sedona has become a calling for many as I have learned.  He moved from Chicago to host an event in Sedona at this time.  He has dedicated the last 20 years of his life to following the path of the Indigo Children.  I was planning on being in Sedona years before I found that he felt the same calling.  Thousands have.  The Indigos are being summoned.

We are the old souls, star-children. Incarnated again to see us through what is to come over this next generation. We arrive with purpose; healers, teachers, and truth-seekers, to help humanity survive whatever transitions we are moving through as a species and culture.

I am not alone.  We are not alone.  We are united by common threads that weave us together subconsciously and ethereally.  We hear the same faint whisper, feel the same impulse, and have all been tasked with becoming unlocked.

We are the Indigo Children.  We are humanity.  We are a Revolution of love.  We are Comm(unity).  We are to be activated in a big way in service of humanity! This is the purpose behind the 11.11 message.  To be unlocked and have our spiritual gifts made clearer to us all.

You may think this article strange, or even crazy.  The fact is that as days go by I have cared less and less about secular opinion.  Evil lays in wake, with the apathy of when good men not obeying what they know in their HEART AND SOUL to be true.  I BELIEVE in this.  I BELIEVE.  If you don't, that's fine, but don't weigh me down with your dogma. Most people I know feel SOMETHING is up. They can't define it because they haven't been listening to the universe.  I've been listening, but much has been lost in translation.  Try as I may to pry open my third eye, the voice is a whisper and the visions are hazy.  The clearer visions of what must happen are weighed down by fear. Fear is the greatest of all evils.

Other signs point to it.  I find meaning in the music I hear, particularly in the messages revealed by Maynard James Keenan via his projects Tool and Puscifer.  The latest Puscifer album, "Man Overboard", has a song on it called Green Valley that Directly speaks of the Verde River, the life-blood water source of northwest Arizona. His song Indigo Children, is a summoning of power and strength to me.  His Tool song "Aenima" speaks of an Armageddon and being safe in Arizona.  He himself has moved to the Verde Valley in Arizona, not too far off from Sedona.  I know it's vain to even think that his songs are focused at me, but it's very very clear that he's advocating a message to Indigos such as myself; "A message of hope to those who chose to hear it, and a warning for those who do not."

Feeling that I have adequately presented the Who, What, Where, When, and Why, the only point not addressed is the "How".  I am financially "strapped for cash". I have set aside enough for gas and for a few nights of lodging, and I am operating on a prayer that a) my car doesn't have something go catastrophically wrong, and b) that the weather will be suitable for camping so I can save some $$$.