THE TRUSTED FOLK

I took a job last summer in 2016 that required that I live away from home. The job was working in the National Forests of East Texas. I'm not going to talk about that job because I already have to the point of boredom in past blog entries. I am going to tell you about the little house in the woods in which I lived and the people that I met there. I have been saving the experience for a blog entry of its own.

My experiences with the Sasquatch people started only a few years ago and when they started happening it captivated all of my family as well. Things happened extremely fast for me. I took every and all advice that resonated and incorporated it right away into the next day and next experience. When I chose to write a blog about it, I was in deep.

The mind speak grew louder in leaps and bounds when I no longer questioned the truths that resonated within my heart in that first moment of clarity. I grew to find comfort in the fact that the hairy folk treated me like a child with a loving heart. Their observation was fitting.

They presented me with opportunities to trust them in grander ways as I took my kids into the woods at night to meet them. They turned my world upside down. I feel that most of us would agree that this would be a much needed step for mankind at large in order to entertain a new concept of reality. Clearly this reality in which most humans entertain is not that the best that we can do as a species.

After spending time with Tahjee, My Lady of the Woods, I was better educated as to how to treat life on the road. I reached out everywhere and spoke with our hidden sisters and brothers where ever I went. I remember meeting a lady named Sighuga, and a Sasquatch woman that told me to call her Grandma. I met Mahkee in a place that I only went once. There were others. I also spoke with Sasquatch people hundreds of miles away. Last summer I met The Trusted Folk.

My wife and I are very close and have been since 1994. We have been together for 23 years so it was very out of my balanced zone to be away from her and my two daughters; working and living three hours away. When I took the job in East Texas in order to work in the national forests, I was out of balance. The people there were a close knit unit and numb to my emotional uneasiness. They were government employees working in the deep woods of the national forests that felt that Bigfoot and aliens were a joke. I didn't discuss anything with anyone. My reverence towards the forests were taken as a silly inexperienced newcomer that had a lot to learn. They were correct but not in the way that they thought. I was alone.

The man that hired me was a good man and I'm sure that he still is. He connected me to a man that had a little house deep in the woods where he had a couple of cows and a race car. That house was so deep in the middle of nowhere that his wife left him in order to move back to town and away from the solitude. That guy was also a good man but completely black from the cards that life had dealt him. I rented that house. It was full of brown recluse spiders and didn't have an air conditioner for the Texas summer. The house that I rented was surrounded by acres and acres of national forests. Yes, I knew that I was meant to be there even though I had every reason to be scared shitless. Yeah, you Sasquatch group people would think, " Oh! I would love to have a chance to live like that! John Allen is a sissy!" .... You would be correct. It's easy to think and say. But the energy that I walked / moved into was very negative for an out of balanced Texan that grew up with brown recluse spiders.

 Before the sun went down on the first night, I walked out into the pasture with the cows. I got down and touched the ground on my knees. I closed my eyes and felt down my arms and into my hands... I let my feeling spread into the dirt and followed it into the surrounding woods. I saw them. They were right there and the sun was going down and I was in a strange place that still held the negative energy of the people that once lived there. I felt alone and scared.

The fear that I had brought with me into this beautiful place caused me to let go of the ground and stand up. The last warmth of the sun touched my face before it disappeared behind the treeline that hid all of the eyes watching me. Every hair on my body stood up when I closed my eyes, reached my hands out from my side, palms up, and begin to speak loudly with my mouth. I sang to the treeline with a loud voice that fear is with me and that I need a moment to tell fear to leave. There was no reason for me to fear but the energy of that place and the unbalanced energy that I had brought with me were together a wall. I cried.

I grew up a North East Texas country boy. I've hunted and ran through the Texas woods all of my life. I don't hunt anymore; nor would I ever kill anything. Out of my own insecurities I want you to know that I'm tough. I have experienced every part of a tough guy that need experienced over my last 49 years. But I love the passive, non-meat eater, turn the other cheek, father and huband that I have become. It seems that everything is less cloudy this way. I am for sure in touch with my feminine side and am proud of it. It has helped me with being a husband and father and better balanced human being.

I cried, none the less.

As I began to walk back toward the light of the spider house after dark, a large black mass was before me. It seems that the aggressive bull was standing between me and the house. I walked toward the bull and he let me pass, following me towards the house. I went in to the house and made my demands from the safety of the walls. I looked out of the windows with no blinds towards the treeline and made my demands clear.

I explained my feelings with words in order to help me in better understanding myself. I told the Sasquatch people that I needed time for what was about to take place for the next few months. I laid some ground rules that I asked the people from the treeline to honor as I got used to this spider infested oven. A man answered. He was standing about twenty feet away from my left window.  I felt him and knew where he was. I ran to the window and looked out. The light from my room made everything outside hidden. I turned off the light and watched a man walk slowly back towards the treeline. I slept uneasy that night.

I went to work and came back in the evening. I walked to the treeline in the safety of the afternoon sunshine. I stood there and spoke. I walked to the house and the sun came down. I went out of the garage and walked out into the darkness with a beer buzz. The beer calmed my fear. I stood on the opposite side of the house as to where the treeline was and realized that treeline was all around me. Then I heard him.

He smiled and asked me to feel him. I did. When I felt him, I felt the entire treeline come closer. I said,"Give me what you got. I know you guys can offer out a fear free feeling." " do It to me now. I'm asking for it." He didn't do anything. I asked him what his name was and he said, "Tawina." I told him that his name sounded like other Sasquatch names that I have heard and he gave me the "feeling" that he would explain later. He has still not explained and I still do not know. I was not afraid anymore.

(I need to pick back up with this story later in the next entry. I met a human lady lately that asked me to help her with communicating to the people in the forest by her. The story began to include me so I decided to share this here. I am protecting her name).

I spoke to a female Sasquatch who said that her name was Tajade (Tah-yah-de'). I never know how to spell only what I hear. I spoke to her for my new friend and then had a dream about her that night (The Sasquatch lady). In the dream, I left my bed and met her in the forest. she had her back to me sitting down. there were two young men circling me and her. They were rather wild and protective of her. I had no contact with them other than seeing that they were young, handsome build, and on the move around us. The Sasquatch lady told me that I'm not hearing her.

This troubled me the next day obviously. I tried to think about what she meant. That didn't work. I still saw her back in my day dreams at work. Tonight, I reached out with my heart and and realized that she was the one in my conversations with my human friend that I was helping. I thought that she was a man on that first night talking with my human friend. I was wrong. Tonight when I put 2 and 2 together, I felt relived that she turned to look at me. She wanted to speak with me. She speaks more choppy and simple to the point. Just remember that I am a filter and I wish that I could take me out of the equation but so it is...

JA
You seem confident. I feel it. I feel that you include me more than only helping my new friend Clara (not her real name). Can you share with me what you will? I ask that you keep Clara secret.

TAJADE'
What makes you think you keep her secret? I am to her what I am to you. You need to grow if want to see me. Secrets are not who we are anymore. Let go of the heavy drain that you carry everyday. It ties you down. There are others that carry that now. Not you. Let go.

You see that you see the not real. Why keep seeing it? Know it and see something else.

I see a friend that came to me ...where I was .. what I'm doing. I feel that tap on my back. It comforts me that so many tap now. the wind carries the taps and the rain shows the faces. We whisper it again when the questions come.

JA
In your words I feel that you are meaning that we are getting closer. Closer to what?

T
Closer to each other. Closer to the blind that has been hiding you. . . and us. I feel a tap when you reach out with your wonder and question. There is only one. You reach out to me with closed eyes. I feel the tap. But we reach out too. I reach out to you. You feel me but unclear. You wonder. I don't.

I know. I know because when we reach out to you you wonder about us. You feel the tap but you think it away.

JA
Okay. What's the difference?

T
Big question little answer.

JA
Help me.

T
Everything is because we are. Most every peoples know this. We do not watch the clouds move. We know that they move because of what we do. What we choose makes the one. Many peoples are all your skies. Many peoples touch your thought. Your thought touch many peoples. Peoples that are very different than you but are a part of all.

Humans are lied to and made to follow. The all is missing you. You belong to all that we are together. If all of you knew this we would be closer together. We share the same space. We share the same movement. We share everything because we are you and you are us.

So many peoples that you do not know are there, are a part of you. We know that you are a part of us but you only see you and this is why that you can not see us. This changes now.

JA
Many of the things that you are saying here are known in our medium size but growing groups. In one way or the other we are on top of this what you are saying. So many of us have helped each other grow over the past few years. I hear this yet once again.

T
You tapped me.

JA
Alright. What is your point?

T
You decide your point. You want me to tell you your past life story? You know this. You want me to tell you all of the secrets that you are searching for? You want me to tell you how to shimmer? You know all of this but have forgotten. You want me to tell you the good from the bad and the light from the dark? You know this.

For many years humans been deaf to their part in all of us. For many years humans have been made deaf by others who are not human. For many years humans choose to remain deaf because humans have been given something to focus on that is not all of us. This is changing fast now.

You put a dog in a box. You put around the box food and friendship. The dog will find a way out of the box. The dog will get hungry for spirit and body. We Sasquatch people have a balance between spirit and body. We feed both. Humans have always broken their box for food. Now humans are breaking out of the box for friendship with all. Spirit.

The box has kept you for many years by others. They have given you food to keep you from wanting out of the box. Your spirit is hungry now. No box will hold you.

JA
Alright. What about Clara. Can you share with me here what I can share with her?

T
Her taps are like a tickle. She can trust more of herself to talk to me. She is right. We are there when she wants to talk. Tell her to ask one question. It will take her time to trust the answer that she will feel. Ask her second question only when she feels the first answer take her.

JA
Okay, Tajade. I suppose that that is sound advice for all of us. When I first learned from a friend that a Sasquatch medicine woman knew who I was and told that friend to tell me 'feel,' I was blown away. It was almost uncontrollable excitement. From a small child and into manhood, I always wanted to communicate with you people. I always just wanted to be given the chance to show you that I meant no harm and only wanted to develop a friendship. For years I never had any idea that you Sasquatch people knew this about me already and were communicating with me but I was not listening. I would venture to say that many felt similar to the way that I did.

T
Communication changes like you change what you can hear. You haven't been able to hear us lately because you did not find time to listen. It's is okay.

TUGRAHNO
I missed you. Get ready.

JA
Hey... It's nice hearing from you again. It's not a surprise right now while I type this because you came to me ten minutes ago on my patio. I came back in to type our conversation. Speak to me about getting ready. I felt that you were busy somewhere else lately at time over the past few months when I would reach out to you.

TUGRAHNO
I've been busy too. All of us are busy with ourselves on some level. Things might look to you that you are not busy but parts of you are. Sometimes you just don't feel it anymore. It's all changing for all of us. Maybe you get busy in that life that you are being forced to be a part of but there are parts of you that are making the big changes. When you come back to feel, you jump to where you are because it is not anymore the way you left it when you stopped to feel and only think. It's all moving. You are moving. I am moving. When you choose to get off of the boat and stop moving, the boat keeps going. Okay to get off the boat because you can always swim but change is always moving like water. Maybe good for you to swim a while. Don't force your way back onto the boat because you miss the speed that the boat goes. Swimming is good and standing on the ground also.

For a long time you you rode in the boat. We rode together...talking... learning...feeling. Change took you because you chose to get off the boat. You got busy in the changes that you chose to experience. Experience is why we swim, stand,or float. You have tried to force your way back to the boat with us but to relax and feel is better for what you are looking for. I will always meet you on land also. I can swim too.

JA
Okay, lets get off the water. I know what you are saying right away. I went out and did internships and got a new job over the year. It occupied my time. The time that I spent in the Angelina National Forest, I was welcomed by the Trusted Folk. It was intense.

TUGRAHNO
John Boy,... stop forcing your self. Ever since you began writing all of your stories, you became a new born. You pushed everything else away so that you could become closer to us. We were that part of you that you had been wanting to put back together for many time. But life is change and to change is being life... At first you wanted to help us. You found our help was something that you wanted. We helped each other. Love is addictive. Sharing feels good. Writing your words here helped others and others writing to you helped you. You were happy with the change that you shared with many of us.

JA
I know what you mean...... you're right. I learned the most about my own growth and journey by sharing in this blog. This blog was on a roll for three or four years and everything happened so fast for me. Then things slowed down when I finished school, and got a new job. The 2007 "bailout" thing here, when all of the money was given to the bankers, was the reason that I lost everything and had to start over... like many others.

TUGRAHNO
 Whatever it was, you started over. What did 'starting over' bring you? Change.

Change is always moving. You are moving again. Push your change into the direction that you want it to go. Don't let change find you unchanged. Write here when you choose to. Don't force yourself to write when you feel something else to do.

You asked me to tell you about "get ready."

What do you want to know?

JA
The cluster in my head is too much. I feel you answering everything all at once. Slow down and give me some analogies or something. I know and understand right away what you mean but how can I write it?

MITAWINASI
You know that I am here. Your have been thinking my name, wondering how I am doing, wondering where I am at. May I interject?

JA
You just make me laugh. Yes, of course. Feeling you here in San Antonio is very refreshing. It has been a while. I have thought of you often. I already feel that I am getting sidetracked here from my original blog entry about the Trusted Folk. I would like to share what they shared with me.

MITAWINASI
Hasn't TuGrahno explained everything that you need to know about change?

JA
Ha Ha !! Alright...

I can write more about that later. I'm glad that you all are visiting me. so, we are talking about getting ready. You have the floor.

M
It doesn't work that way. Ask me a question.

JA
I laugh with a tear or two of happiness. It is very nice to talk to you guys again so freely and haphazardly again. I've missed you. I know what all of you are talking about about "get ready"... When TuGrahno was talking to me and I directed my intent into "get ready" the chatter was very much for my clarity. Since I know already, and everyone reading this does too at some level or another, TIME comes to mind.

Get ready for what and why the hurry up?

M
Imagine a planet in space with a bunch of people on it. Those people get ready every day for something. Either they get ready for the day simply or they get ready for an appointment of some kind like work or breakfast. That planet gets ready as well. So do many planets get ready. Galaxies get ready; as do universes.

Getting ready is change. Change is ready to change or change is not ready but change changes anyway. There are changes that are taking place for all of us because we all belong to the same change. Our galaxy is changing and many others around us. It is a beautiful moment for all of us. Touch it. Feel it. Embrace it. Change it. Feel around you. Feel within you. Change is everywhere.

The change that all of you are a part of is grand. Would you rather that change find you passive and unchanged? Or that you are pointing change into the direction that you imagine it to go? Change is.
 And so are you. Get ready. Do you fee this?

There are big things going on at this moment of now.

TAHJEE
Cowboy, everyone in your circle of friends is changing because they feel something. Get ready. What this means is that all of you together have made a choice and choices. Not one of you hidden and safely away somewhere that you have the greatest quiet away from the all is able to keep silent. This change is splitting right down the middle of all of you. We feel it too. Humans must now get up or stay down. Get up is the natural change. Stay down is change later... but much much later.

JA
Hmm... Hi, Tahjee.

hmm

This is a little different from ... everything will be okay no matter what, everyone has their own pace, everyone is on the same path but some are ahead and others are behind, all paths lead to the same place, etc...

I feel a sense of urgency from all of you this evening.

OITOLI
John...

JA
You are here too? What would you like to add?

OITOLI
Don't keep any of this to your self. Let it flow. I was not interested in becoming friends with any humans until I had you on my doorstep. I felt you as you feel us. Give it away. Keep it open and honest. As change walks beside you as a friend, let her see you. Just write when you can. Don't sell anything. Keep money as far away as you can. It makes the water muddy.

Grow yourself. Share. Don't try to do anything else. We are all here and with you. We are that part of you that is us and you are that part of us that is you.

JA
I guess that I will end this blog entry here. I wanted to share all of the things that were shared with me from the Trusted Folk.



If any reader has any questions for the Sasquatch people, send me a private message or respond to this entry. I will ask.