Sunday, May 20, 2018


I received a lot of questions and comments about the last blog entry. Towards the end I wrote something like, " I just made all of this shit up." The statement seemed to have gotten the response that it was written to get.

There are a few things that have been consistent through out the entirety of the My Lady of the Woods blog. They are:

(1) It feels good to share. I learn so much in the process. The circle is complete. If I were dishonest then I know that my experiences would be different. I do not wish to experience, on a spiritual level, the karma that would rear it's ugly head in my life if I were to lie and just make shit up. The Sasquatch internet community is full of those types of choices. I do not make that choice.

(2) Money. It was clear to me from the beginning that I had nothing that anyone would want to pay for even though I began writing this blog during one of the low points in my life financially. I was like a child in a room full of masters. I didn't know what I was doing. I only knew that I was being touched deeply on a spiritual level and wanted to write about it. On a personal ego level, I would love to write a book and get it published and see it on a shelf and that my Mom and friends would be proud of me in becoming an author. Ha! What would be in the book is what I have already written in this blog. It may reach a greater audience but It may also end up on some lonely shelf right next to the Loch Ness Monster or something. I was given the chance to ask for money when I first created the blog on gmail blogger but I have already explained above why I chose to keep it free. Over time, It has become extremely clear as to why I made that choice. I have wholeheartedly chosen that this blog will never have anything to do with money. I may put it in book form one day but none of you would ever have to pay for the book. You have read it already. Ha! Publishers charge for paper and what not but most read internet now a days and I have other more important things to do. Anyway, my mother is proud of me already and would probably freak out if she would ever read this blog. Ha!

(3) Ego. I am too humble for that shit. I have a sarcastic streak that keeps me 'life of the party' sometimes. I can make fun of every taboo subject and cuss in just the right moments to get the thrill that makes me laugh my ass off. But in the end... I understand quite clear that being offended is a choice. We are only offended if we CHOOSE to be. No one has the power over us to offend. It is only us that opens that door.

(4) The hairy folk have always been the focus of this blog. When I began writing this blog, I was not a member of any Bigfoot or Sasquatch groups. Now I belong to many. I wrote from a blind standpoint of innocence. I really didn't know what all was out there on line or in Facebook group wise. One day I was on YouTube and entered Bigfoot into the search. I heard a interview with Thomas Hughes. It was the first time that someone said that the Sasquatch people were loving, funny, and great parents. He spoke with them. I was blown away because I had been drawn to them, made known of their existence by them, felt them, seen one.... all of my life. I reached out to him. He mind spoke with them for the first time that I had ever heard before. He told me that there was one Sasquatch female in my area that was reaching out to me. She told me to FEEL her. the rest is history. I took every advice, joined groups, asked questions.... Today I speak with the people known as Bigfeet or Sasquatches every day with ease. Sharing this is the only reason of this blog...

Honesty .. telling the truth, High integrity when making choices, Humility .. being humble enough to understand that we are all one and being able to appreciate the beauty of the fact that it is okay to not know something before we know it. Supporting everyone else ... no matter where you choose to see them on their journey. Never placing a valued judgement on others as to what you think they should know. Sometimes we must be who we are not..... in order to become who we are. This is beautiful. this is love. This is who we are.

This is what the Sasquatch people have helped me to understand. This is the peace that I have found that glorifies every human being across the board regardless of where they may be on that great path forward. Love is needed now more than ever. When helping someone; help yourself by being helped as well. When speaking your truth; allow their truth to be different as yours at the moment as the path of life is very long. Understand the difference between observation and judgement. Understand the difference the difference between opinion and placing judgement. Explore the difference between placing a valued judgement on someone else's journey with the value that you place on yours.

Love is all we need. Love is what everything is made out of. One can choose to vibrate love with light or fear and the expected result will not disappoint. The Sasquatch people have shared with me many different ways over the years that INTENT .... intent.... walks before us into a room.

What do you want? WHY are you searching for whatever it is? What do you want?! What and Why must have a because. What is your because?

Our intent walks before us into the woods and meets that world head on before we ever see the trees. We are all one being experiencing the division of it's many parts. It is beautiful. Contemplate that before perusing what you are looking for. Everything that was and will be is only the the hand and foot of the great I AM. There is no division. There is only the trials, tribulation, and friction of growth. Growing, success, experience,... these are only the process of. Stop looking for answers outside of your own heart. Take it in and let resonate what will but make your own choices.

Do not "believe" anything. Know who you are and be open for change as you confront those things that you do not know. Believe is an empty word that requires thought and wishes. To believe is to hope;  recognize it as such. To believe is to hope ..... What if hope is different than what you thought it would be?

Know or do not know. There is no room for failure on a personal judgement standpoint.

Believe means to hope that, based on what you have been told by others, everything will be as you expect it to be. BE- the LIE- on the EVE. Sasquatch people and indigenous cultures have no word for "believe".... Is it finally clear why?

It is time that you trust yourself. It is time that you take all of your suffering and sorrow and self pity and lay it before you. Love what is before your feet. Appreciate the gift that it has given you. Understand that the process of the life that you have lived has given you a grand gift. Give yourself the chance in moments to recognize it as such. Take the chance to look back and see that the experiences that you have experienced are yours and have been all along. Love them for being a part of who you are choosing to be. Let your intent walk before you.

See everyone as you would wish that everyone would take the moment to see you on your journey. Show them love and patience; especially the "Kill Bigfoot for science" groups and people. Let them find their way through with your gentle nudge and not insulting comments. Trust me,... and your own knowing... the Sasquatch people are in no danger from such intentions.

What I just now wrote in this blog was not just from me. Over the years I have learned to appreciate the communication with the Sasquatch people as I type. I have been surrounded all weekend. tonight is no exception. Remember that I am not "special" in any way. We ALL are. We are all one. We are all special or no one is. I share because it is my intent to do so and learn in the process.

You must let resonate what feels good and learn to let pass through you what does not resonate. Remember that we are all on the same path going to the same place.

The reason for this blog entry is that the hairy folk have asked me to share that the great moment of change is happening right now. They have asked me to invite you to explore who you are. What is your roll in the whole? Who do you choose to be in changes that everyone is feeling now. Are you keeping your secrets for fear of ridicule? If so, explore how welcomed your experiences may be in an awakening world of awakening spirits...

Let resonate what will.

Reach out to me on my new email

I will help if I can

Sunday, March 25, 2018

Q&A Febuary and March

These are the latest Q&A from my emails. I didn't want to wait so long. I still am longing for a blog about what the Trusted Folk shared with me but didn't want to wait. I will jump right in. If there are any grammar mistakes, forgive me. I had no time to check.

How does one communicate with feelings alone? Do you hear words or see images? How is there a communication?

The truest, most pure, and most honest form of being yourself is through feeling. At his level of existence there is no way to confuse, lie to, or not be yourself. It is all that it is and nothing more and nothing less. Feeling is being and there is a feel to being yourself. It doesn't always feel 'good', but it does always give you the grandest overview of what makes you feel 'bad.' I am not talking about feeling sick 'bad.' I am speaking of intuition when making choices; choosing who you wish to be in relation to any situation.

Now, ... how do you FEEL about thought? Can you see how much control thought has over feeling?
Look around you. How much are you encouraged to think? When you feel strongly about something, why is it that you think so much about it?

(Mitawinasi is the only non-sasquatch person that I talk to so much. He is from the planet Dakote. Previous blog entries explain him more. I was sitting at the back of my property one evening speaking with TuGrahno when I felt him arrive. I felt that he was not Sasquatch and was uneasy. TuGrahno introduced him to me as a friend. We have spoken often over the years and I have recorded most of our conversations in this blog. You just have to scroll back.

I need to add here that when I began to feel the communication grow, I was tricked a few times. I was a victim of other beings communicating with me and not being seasoned enough to know the difference. This happens often to people that are new to making a connection. It's okay. There is nothing to be afraid of. You feel it right away. It is mostly blissful and to good to be true. The most transparent way to know if you are being fooled has to do with the ego. It will always be more obvious to others than yourself. But it's easy to get grounded again if one trusts their feelings about what roll they wish ego to play.)

I will answer your question from me. Personally, It has always changed over the years and yet it always has to do with feeling. I have a job. I am busy. I have never been rich so I have always had to keep busy. Sometimes I must really work hard at hearing with my heart when I have so much mind chatter about work, the well being of my wife and kids, bills... Even though I have been far away from being grounded at times, I have ALWAYS and in ALL WAYS trusted my heart or feeling. Listening to my heart has landed me a incredible marriage and relationship with my wife and daughters, I've seen many countries and met many wonderful people, having little money most of my life has seasoned me and helped me to love the little things in life as well as feeling the awe of the bigger experiences that cross my path. I guess that makes me kind of like a normal person; like most.

Loving my self with my many mistakes and shortcomings was the biggest obstacle that I overcame and continue to do; impossible without feeling your way through. I wasn't born with any gifts or anything... we ALL were. I just wanted to communicate so bad with what I knew was there but couldn't see. I had nothing to loose but everything to gain from reaching out to our sisters and brothers in the forests. I began this blog to record my adventures and in the process I found that the more I shared, the more adventures I would have. It's about giving. Service to others is service to self but not the other way around. From sharing, I have learned extremely much from all of you who are reading this. The feeling of love and friendship... the oneness of the adventure with all of you... we are all one... just different parts.

Might I add that it is this way for all of us. We are all parts of the same. We reach out to you and feel you. We can feel your intent, your fear, your sorrow, your joy, your shame, your love. At this depth there is much to say and much to hear.

Thinking is a part of all of us. There is nothing wrong with thinking. But thinking and feeling are two different parts of who we are. If you want to run a race you would not use your teeth and to eat one would not use their feet. This is thought and feeling.

Many people have asked me over the years how to feel. I have done my best at answering this question but I am no master at anything. How would you answer?

How do you think? One just thinks. Sometimes one thinks at the expense of feeling. Other times one feels and doesn't think about it. Just know the difference between the two and use which ever one helps you eat or win the race.

When I was writing with a friend, I felt something like automatic writing. I just wrote what I sensed. Is this what the Sasquatch people mean with letting go? It was like I was being coached or taught. And would the medicine woman of the clan share healing energy with me?

No one has ever brought that up before. I guess that is what I do. Sometimes I sit in the woods and close my eyes and communicate with the people around me (It is not always the Sasquatch people). This is my favorite way to communicate but it always tries me the most. There are always smells, sounds, images, and touches. At night, I see them. I have never had a visit with a Sasquatch man or woman where we sit together and exchange grunts and sign language as many picture that it may be. Tahjee taught me long ago about the physical and the spiritual. Sasquatch people have bodies that exist in a world parallel to ours that fade in and out. They do this at will.  Their spirit is with what I communicate. On many occasions I will be speaking with a hairy person in my heart as clear as day and see their body at the same time looking at me but not using their mouth to speak. Some people call this telepathy but to experience it, you become clear of the multiple dimensions involved in the friendship; one physical and one spiritual. I always choose the spiritual. The deeper conversations are found there. I don't see them often and I do not go out to SEE them. I go out to be comfortable and learn and share and laugh. I speak less now when I am in the woods than I used to but I still do.

(Again ...!... let me make very clear... this is only MY experience. All experiences are different because all of us are different. I DO NOT proclaim that my way is the only way. It is simply how I choose to experience this. I have learned a lot from the experiences of others but in the end it is just me with mine. Most of us are in different Facebook groups that have to do with Bigfoot. Often we have seen arguments among good people that stand by their convictions until the end. People that know me will remember that I have NEVER been a part of any argument professing to know it all. Never. The only thing that I do not have any use for is the KILL for science mentality or the physical "research" groups. I am not above them, I simply fell differently about it. To each their own.)

Other ways that I communicate with our sisters and brothers of the forest is typing this blog in live time or real time. You called it Ghost Writing. I guess that that is as good a name as any. I don't feel that I am talking to "ghosts." I have had the experience personally that to write what I feel and then re-read it is full of information and communication. I don't re-read as much as I should but when I have, I have always learned more things. I am usually sitting at my desk with a glass of wine or something in the early afternoon. I don't have the possibility to do this often and this is why my blog entries have become farther apart. I went back to school in my forties and now I am working at a more intense level of society. During school is when I started writing this blog and had more time. I did work and go to school at the same time but it was easier somehow. I don't know why.

In answering your questions here, I have become very personal. It feels good. Let me, for the first time, share with you more about my American Indian brother, Bone. His experiences are his own but worth sharing because my experiences with him in all of this has been huge in my life. I have written about him often in past blog entries but now it's time to know him better.

We both found each other at a meeting place for our kids. From the very beginning, from the very first word, we knew that we were meant to discuss what we were both searching for. We had to be careful because of where we would meet with our kids, in the community, during the week. I knew that I had a special love for this guy from the beginning, and again... trusted my feelings and went with it. We began to meet privately. His approach to all of this was mind boggling for me.

He is an American Indian that grew up on a reservation. He worked hard with social disadvantages to get to where he wanted to be. I respect the hell out of him because of what he went through to get there. He has a beautiful family and like me, shares a deep closeness with his wife and kids. He wishes to remain anonymous so that is all that I will share about that. He is one of the most intelligently loving people that I have ever known. From his childhood until today, he is one of the most high integrity and honest people that I have ever known.

He has invited me often to share with him how he chooses to experience all of this. Often we have gone at night into deep woods. He is so secure with his intent that he trusts that every Sasquatch person feel it right away; and they do. He walks into the woods with a gun but would never harm a flower. I have an understanding with the hairy folk that I will never bring a weapon or camera into the woods. I am adamant about that (lately I bring a camera sometimes). Once he asked me to hold his gun so that he climbed up something and I about had heart attack trying to explain to the Sasquatch people why I was holding a gun so close to a place that they told me not to go and where their families were. That night He and I met Mahkee. Mahkee is one of the biggest Sasquatch men that I have ever met.

The moral of the story here is that we all have our own way. And no one way is best.

Is there any person with bigger feet than mine that would like to say anything here about the Questioner's question before we go to healing?

I would. The place to be is always where you are.

Is that it? Yes, I can feel from him that that is it. I hear him laughing.

The second part of the question is about the Medicine Woman healing. Tahjee, would you like to venture a statement?

The young lady is troubled. She sends all of her healing away to others. She feels guilty to save some for herself.

Don't make me beg, My Lady of the Woods. Tell me.

Your going to go one on one with her on this one, Cowboy. Her questions are already answered.

Okay, what I'm going to say now is selfish but it already came up once today. Let me say this: I feel that I must be realistic about my time going one on one. I am so busy. I almost feel guilty saying this but I feel that writing this blog is my contribution. Damn, that sounds selfish but I'm not a selfish person. What are you talking about?

This has much to do with you. What you call forth and your eagerness to learn is in this. You can't learn something new when you are used to the delivery. See what happens. Have you not been speaking of healing lately?

Okay, we will leave it at that. I will write about it later.

Do the Sasquatch people like my organic peanut butter or would they prefer something else?

Do not share my name. Yes, we love the peanut butter but there is something that your kids are up to that we would like to see more of.

Okay, I will refer to you as F. I see a lot with the letter S but F is what came when typing this. I do not see you as a typical Sasquatch person. It is a bit fuzzy. Can you continue more?

I can.

Well then do it, please.

I am a tree.

I know the person that asked this question. I know that this person has their own experiences with the People of the woods. Would you just take a moment and start talking and not rely on me asking questions. Would you just please share what's on your mind?

Bring your kids. Find me. Do not limit what you are looking for. Listen.

Okay,.. Questioner... What I am getting is that you are well known already to many beings at where you often go. There is a different type of being that want's to communicate with you. I know who you are so you can also reach out to me privately. However, I would suggest Tracey Owen as well. Tracey has a full time job and raises kids. Her gifts are really important and she should get paid for it. I do everything for free because of Karma or whatever... I don't know. Money and what I am doing don't mix. Tracey is different. She has more to offer.

Is my friend going to come back? If not, how do I find him? Please convey an apology if I scared him. Can Tahjee feel me when I talk to her? Did she really respond or was that my imagination? Is there any more I can do to help? 

The first part of your question, anyone?

He has never left. 

Meajarah, can you help to make things a little more clear? Who is their friend? Apology?

I know her. Who she means is my family. She is not ready. She is still getting ready. Nothing to be sorry for. 

I feel that that is all of the information that they are sharing with me at this time. I hope that it helps. Based on my own personal experience (which will be different than yours), I found that making my questions simple told me a lot. Ask very simple questions and feel the answer. Make them very basic yes/no questions at first and feel the answer. If you do not feel anything, change your question until you get a yes or no. This is the most basic but very important in the beginning for people like us that were not born with telepathy, remembering, etc... Remember very basic yes/no questions when you have your "thought" quiet.

Yes, I hear you just as you hear yourself. There is a web of energy that connects all of us. There are others where you live that hear you. The golden area in the fall is the flat green area in the spring. It is a beautiful place. You see it and often think what I just said. From where you are standing, on the right, in the few trees that are there, we will meet you there. this place gives you comfort. On the left of where you are standing is your house. You see that you are standing on the road. You can park there. Early in the morning or late in the evening. 

This blog has been a lot more personal for me. It felt like it should be. Let me give you the biggest example of FEELING than I can "think" of:

I just make all this shit up as I go. I just like to write. I thought of how I could write something different from all that has been written. I don't believe any of it. It's only a great story. I don't really believe in Bigfoot. I just took the Bigfoot theme and tried to touch a nerve of people that are sincere about it. Sometimes its funny how serious people take this shit. 

Do you believe me? If you think about it, it makes great sense. However, how do you FEEL about it. Has anything touched you in a way that causes you to FEEL from what you have read from my blogs? 

Whatever it is........... Feeling is always the truest connection to all that is. Thinking is a beautiful and wonderful tool that is always available for us to use... but so are our teeth and feet.

Understand that there is no such thing as "Believe." There is only KNOW or DO NOT KNOW. We do not know until we know. This is beautiful. Believe has no substance.

I love you all. We are all one. 

Sunday, February 25, 2018


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...

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.

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.

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

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.

Okay. What's the difference?

Big question little answer.

Help me.

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.

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.

You tapped me.

Alright. What is your point?

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.

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

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.

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.

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.

I missed you. Get ready.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

 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?

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?

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?

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.

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

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.

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

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?

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.

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.

Hmm... Hi, Tahjee.


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.


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

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.

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. 

Monday, December 11, 2017


For those of you who have found this blog, remember that it is only one small piece of a grand puzzle. Everyone carries a piece of this puzzle. There are many of us. Every piece is just as important and worthy as the other. I feel that this is why we argue, ponder, and always look outside and focus on the experiences of another without bringing our pieces to the table. Trust yourselves for what you carry inside and bring it out. Do not look for what you are looking for from me, him, or her. Offer it so that it can become us.

I have been writing this blog for a few years now based on my personal journey with the people that consider us as family. I have found that sharing has helped me to grow. They have endured our many faces and whims as humans. They have shared with us that we are not completely to blame but are responsible for our intent and choices at the same time. I simply mean that we are not completely to be blamed for our disconnection with all of the other parts of who we are. We were tricked, tampered with, and used. More details can be found and researched somewhere else if that puzzles you. The interesting part about that is that most of us chose to be here. This was one of the many eye opening experiences that the Sasquatch people taught me this year.

 When I created this blog a few years ago, I was in school at the university. I had time to follow my heart into the forest and seek out what I was looking for. In January of 2017, I was ready to start a new career because school was done. I got a call in March from the Forest Service and began an internship in Chicago and was moved to the National Forest and Grasslands of Texas to begin my work with the National Forest Service. It was beautiful in concept and idea but working within that type of confined governmental structure was not for me. I learned tons over the summer and had a one of a kind experience but working in the forests in such a militant manor was more than I could take. I wished everyone there the best and expressed nothing but gratitude as I resigned.

I followed my heart through the door that I had opened; unaware of where I was going. After spending years in the university studying science, and after a summer full of adventure in the National Forests of East Texas, I decided to utilize my past experiences and degrees in the private sector. Today, I work for a big contractor in San Antonio Texas. I am happy. I suffered for many years getting through school. I wrote the Human Services an email, thanking them for letting me use food stamps for a few years while I was in school. I told them that I no longer needed their services. It was a great feeling! I did not receive a reply.

For those of you that have read the My Lady of the Woods blog over the past few years... now you know where I have been. This blog has never been about the messenger but the message. At least that was my intent. It still is.

When I went to Chicago last summer in June, I studied in the Chicago Botanical Gardens. All spare time was spent in the gardens. When I would meditate, I was amazed at how harmonic the trees and plants were with the daily flow of people. The trees and plants shared with me the love and admiration that they felt from the humans visiting them day after day. I flew back to Texas energized and ready to get back into the National Forests of East Texas.

I spent most of my time working and studying in the Angelina National Forest. Growing up with a cowboy Dad and a farmer Grandad, I already knew how to work all of the machinery. I drove tractors with plows, shredders, fertilizers, and rakes. I worked seed separators and planters, cultivators, and so on. I was also supposed to study the migration of the monarch butterfly. This is where my job got very interesting. I would drive a little four wheel drive mule into the forest for hours and search for nectar sources for the monarch. On the farthermost point of the longest trail through the forest I would stop the motor, get off, and breathe deeply with my hands open palm up. This has always been my way. Others have their own way. This is always my way to connect to that web that connects us all. I would listen with my feeling.

I was greeted. I would always feel the people around me. It was not what I would expect every time that I was there. It was unsettling many times. It was always during the day that I was in this place. I was about 5 miles in the middle of this forest and I always felt like a child. The Sasquatch people were not the only people there. There were other people there too and they were the most aware of me; I felt. I only brought love there but it was an innocent and child like love. The forest was matured and had its own community. I heard the chatter in my heart. I was being discussed. I was the topic of conversation. I felt careful. If I were still asleep, I would have felt more oblivious and therefore at ease.

The farthermost loops in the Angelina National Forest were grown over with vegetation. My mule barely fit through the trails. I realized that I was too awake for this. All heart, all love, innocent, and yet I was like a fish out of water. The first time on that loop I got off and would end up looking over my shoulders. In the light of day I heard the leaves all around me; moving under the steps of what I could not see. After the hair on the back of my neck stood up, I got back on my mule and hit the gas. I drove until the vegetation gave me a little better room and the hair relaxed. I turned the mule off and listened again with my heart. I heard the leaves again but I felt a smile come across my face. I opened my hands again and closed my eyes and heard sticks breaking. I was surrounded by new friends that did not mind that I was there.

Over the years I have become accustomed to footsteps, being touched, hearing chatter, watching shimmers... I have had more eye contact experiences than I wish to explain because that is such a convoluted area. Many humans invest all of their being into what their eyes see; never taking a moment to ponder how a blind person would experience the Sasquatch. If you are reading this, take a moment and imagine how you would experience the Sasquatch people if you could not see. This is my world of interaction. Eyes are beautiful! My favorite are brown like the eyes of my wife and daughters. I have blue. I have seen our sisters and brothers with my blue eyes but I have seen more with them closed.

It is not your eyes that blind you. It is a never ending wish of uncertainty that prods you on.

Wow... Hey, brother.

Sorry to impose but this is a great moment. May I continue?

Of course.

It may sound as a perspective but it is not. This approach has been long in coming but we can help to explain better. The senses that require the most energy are the ones that often carry the most baggage. When one screams, then often is one unable to carry the fitting frequency that would allow that soul to manifest that missing desire in that moment. Screaming is only a piece that does not fit.

I'm going to feel that one out for a moment.

Take your time. It's easy to see.

Much has happened to me this past year, brother, When I finished with my studies, everything grew dim. I moved away emotionally from all of this. I pushed it away. I was tired. I felt as though that I was ran through a cattle chute and ended up somewhere new.

New is good. Old is beautiful. Reach back to what triggered you. Feel that moment. Away from the sounds of despair. Where you are going is who you are and not what made you. What made you is always changing. It is being fed from where you are going.

That's obviously a circle analogy. I guess that I should introduce you a little. I'm just letting the readers know that I met you with the Sasquatch people a few years ago. Mitawinasi is not a Sasquatch and is from the planet Dakote. He looks like a very tall native American. I met him when I was with my Sasquatch brother, Tograhnu. Tograhnu told me that he was a friend. And he has become my friend over the years. Past blog entries record our story together.

(It has been three months since I wrote this above. I stopped at that point and continued in private as I have had a struggle keeping balanced this year. I have put this blog on hold many times this year because of all of the personal changes that I have gone through.)

I'm sorry to sound like a broken record about my personal stuff. I'm just trying to get it out so that I can move forward. Let me just get this over with this way and I will stop bringing it up.

When I began this blog a few years ago I thought that sharing what was happening in my life, all of a sudden, would help me to better understand it. It did. I met so many wonderful people with similar experiences and sharing helped me learn and grow. I was going to school and working at the time and the Sasquatch people just entered my life like a subway train entering the station. It was a beautiful and intense journey together and then school was over.

What I had been studying for wasn't anything like I wanted to do once I got out there with the National Forest Service. I learned why the NFS are, most of the time, the last ones that ever have anything to do with the hairy folk. So, I quit and found a great job. But it is a giant change as well and in a new city. I became out of balance. The Sasquatch people worked with me intensely over the last half a year but it was only for me and not a blog. It has become clear that I am to share again now. That is all that I wish to talk about ... about me. It is where I have been and why this blog had a one year hiatus.

I pushed them away. They were always there when I spoke with them but I was too busy with me.

As I sit here tonight, I reached out with my feeling and asked if they would help me write this blog entry. Mahkee told me that he would talk to me but not in a blog. I asked Tukra and he said that now was not the time. I can see Tahjee watching me intensely and relaxed. I heard, "I will." and asked who said that. Oitoli told me that, "It was time." Not trying to sound mysterious and stuff; but I knew that he meant that it was time for he and I to have a conversation that I can write down and record here. Most of our interaction has been physical. There have been no long conversations between us. Oitoli didn't want to have much to do with me in the beginning. He was told by the clan to interact with me and I know this from the clan as I was also told that I was to meet him.

I did. I recorded it in earlier blog entries. Our mind speak was simple and to the point. We talked little but physically interacted a lot. He just didn't have much to say. But we were stuck together none the less. Ha! It's funny.

Humans like to to play a whistle without moving their fingers. You blow a lot but do not make music.
I watched enough. I moved without family. I was new and you were new. You and your family came and spoke to us. I did not want to hear. I felt you. I watched you. I was alone and in a way of finding the true way to the one. I listened to a human reach. I tried to let you move through the wind without me. You kept me in. The ... (I do not know this word but it feels like group) told me to listen and hear. I only hear the waves of humans in my head. I saw the wave over my mate and youth. I had to leave. The closeness between you and me is no longer there. (youth feels like kids and wave like human habitation. Closeness between you and me is a veil between humans and the Sasquatch.)

I feel a heavy cloud and relief at the same time, Oitoli. Your words touch me differently than I am used to. When you say one thing, I feel a mountain of communication running through me. It's hard to keep up. Is this why it took so long for us to reach this point?


Help me understand. As I sit here and close my eyes and focus on you, I do not feel a contentment. I don't know always what to ask. It was always that I should ask and feel the answer. Now I can hear much more. But the feeling is more too. What are we doing?

There are some of us that do not feel to do this. I do not always feel the love that you do. Many of us search to find what you are looking for. We are at a place of joining. The love that you feel when you come to me is a wall that lets you to me. Love brings us close because there is only love that does this. But when you are close, love can push you far away.

What do you mean? I feel that blanket is some sort of divide and cushions the reality at hand.

Love is a balance because there is only love. Everything that we feel is love because there are only different balances; your love for the unknown and my love for what I see from where I am. Love must become a tool for you to unlock love. There is only love but there are different locks.

I have traveled and moved away from love and to love. But love was always there because there is only love. I have lost everything that I have ever loved because of human blowing the whistle without moving their fingers. To love humans is not a balance of love that I am. Humans came too deep into my home and changed the balance. I walked and grew tired.

Oitoli, communicating with you and understanding you is very difficult for me. I have way too many feelings and scenes before me and yet you speak your simple words. What I am understanding is that you are searching to find a way to balance yourself with humans again because they have destroyed your home and family. I feel that you walked north and found my family of Sasquatch sisters and brothers and was place with me in order to expose us both to something that helps us grow. How does this feel?

We are close.

What do you mean, Brother?

Love is inside and love is outside. Love fear but do not choose to feel fear. Love what you do not choose to feel. Do not let love blind you. Understand that there is only love. There is nothing else. Feel that part of love that allows you to be afraid. Say thank you. Say thank you to what you do not want. Be that biggest part of love that you choose. Thank those other parts of love that pushed you away and you did not want. Balance. I learned balance again with you, Johnny. You were the human that the clan told me to face. Your simple love showed me something too. Humans were very hard for me to love.

What I'm getting from all of this that every part of source or creator or God or whatever has the same choices to make. What I mean is at every level of dimension or "vibration" or level,...... every part of that source energy has that choice at what level of love they wish to vibrate at. Alright... What about you Sasquatch people being our big brothers and big sisters? It is obvious for many of us that science and spirituality are one, contrary to what is being forced upon us. All matter vibrates and matter is created by thought. So we vibrate differently than you do. Are you telling me, Oitoli, that all of you above or below our level have the same choices to make as far as love?


Well, that is not going to be a surprise for most of us. Most of us are awakening to what lies hidden in those quiet moments of meditation or closing our eyes in the forests at night and reaching out to whom we KNOW is there. I feel that this blog entry finds most of us already awake and possibly nothing new. However, the struggles that we go through to connect with you and others at your vibration sometimes leave many of us hanging. You can see us but not the other way around.

It is supposed to be this way. At our level we face the same as you at yours. The levels are never ending. There are always choices at every level. Many of us remember choices that we have made at "higher levels" but higher is not the same as better. They are only higher because those levels move at a different vibration. Lower is not worse and higher is not better; only different.

Oitoli, I have to end this and get it out and over with. Can we pick this up in a couple of days and get deeper? I also want to talk about the "Trusted folk" in the National Forests of East Texas. I feel that this blog entry needs to be posted.


Monday, April 10, 2017

CHANGE The Positive and the Negative


I was walking on the beach of the lake yesterday with my family and three dogs. The signs had changed. Everything was very quiet. I felt a comforting presence around me and the simple feeling of being surrounded. The Earth People did not interact with us as they normally do. They watched.

As an environmental scientist, I have watched the trees change over the past few years. I have learned to tell the difference between trees that have been purposely bent over from the trees that are bent over from the environmental sickness that has become more obvious as of late. I have seen many pines of all ages just bend over and die. The forest floor has become cluttered with the premature dead carcasses of beautiful trees of all ages.

When we reached the beginnings of the land that we know are full of families, we turned around and cut across an old sand pit that has been abandoned since the second world war. I left an apple for Hotamay ( the head sentinel in the area ) and thanked him for keeping an eye on me and my family while we were there. He showed himself to me (in my mind) with a nod but didn't say a word like he normally does.

My wife and I watched a family of hogs run right toward us two days earlier. They turned like flock of birds when they saw us. That was strange based on past experience. I never carry a gun or a knife into the forest as I trust the Earth People completely. I have never regretted that decision in the past four or five years. I have noticed that this has mattered in the closeness of my relationships with them. We heard the hogs when we were walking with the kids but the dogs kept them away.

This area is impossible for us to walk at night. I have been told to stay away at night. Tahjee told me a couple of years ago that I would not be able to handle the energy in the area at night. I have come to understand what this means. My Native American Indian brother, Bone, was curious a couple of years ago after I told him this and tried to walk the beach into the area at night. He explained that the energy started like a shallow breeze and grew into a wall of stone as he tried to get closer. He turned around and the intensity faded away.

My wife, and two daughters, and I enjoy sharing what we can with our eyes but our eyes are no the most important tool that we use when we are in the woods. I am the infant when it comes to emphatic abilities but my three ladies were born awake. Our walks in the woods of North East Texas are visits in every sense of the word. Mind speak is the most fun when we are on their turf. However, as I mentioned earlier, the Sasquatch were quiet yesterday.

After months of personal struggles and bad weather, during the last half of 2016, I finally found the place that Oitoli told me to go last summer. From the place where I leave Oitoli mango's and sunflower seeds and speak with him I followed the trail up hill in search of where the trees have a higher canopy. This was what he told me to do last summer but I only had time now to do it.

I found a dead vine wrapped around some broken off limbs that were tied to the living limbs of a cedar tree. I asked him if this is what he left for me but there was no reply. I found a circle that was about 20 ft across in every direction with a clear place to sit right in the middle. I asked him if I had found the place that he had made for me to sit during our visits. Again, I felt nothing.

I felt lonely. I was puzzled. I needed help. I sent my friend Tracey a text and asked why everything is so quiet around me lately. It took her a few days and she returned the message. She said, “When I'm looking at you I see that the Sasquatch are avoiding you. In the woods they made a huge circle around you in order to avoid you.” “What the heck did you do to them to piss them off?!

Of course I didn't do anything to piss off Bigfoot on purpose. But something was very different. I went through some very intense months and it seems that three negative beings took advantage of that low time and decided to come and live inside of me. It seems that they were waiting for a while. It took Tracey some time to run them off and then the cloud cleared. It explains Shuma. I have decided not to pursue any communication with Shuma for a while.

Through February and March I meditated a lot. I made some changes this year and was concentrated more on bringing myself back into balance. I am becoming more healthy these days; mind, very much body, and very very much spirit. The communication has picked back up but I am not where I was. I finally made the trek deep into the big thickets and followed the instructions of Oitoli a half a year ago. searched everywhere for something that he had left in the tree for me.

At a moment, I stopped and felt a strong energy to look up. I found it. It was the vine and sticks that I had seen a couple of months before where no one would speak with me. Only this time, I could feel the energy from this work of art. I could feel the parts of Oitoli that he put into this. What he left me is a symbol of friendship surrounded by strong energy. Of all of the ways to interact with the Sasquatch people, my way is the best for me. I feel the mind speak and communicate, I mix that with being out in the woods with them and talking, I leave fruit and sunflower seeds and build things as I communicate, and when I come back to the same place I find things left for me. Bone and I have been getting ready and planning an all night hike soon. Those are always intense experiences. I took a photo of Oitoli's art for you.. 

I have some questions at the bottom of this blog but remember that the answers go through my filter. I am simply sharing my experience and my questions and my answers. All of us are at different parts on the same path. Always remember that no one has all of the answers because ALL of us are carrying a piece of the same puzzle. Trust yourself and let resonate what will. What doesn't resonate or feel good, let it be...

Are you aware of the Secret Space Program?

Yes, There are no secrets. We have a vision on most things that deal with the wall that confines you humans. We reach out and through from times before you and will until there is nothing to reach through. We have seen the secrets come and go like waves. The energy in the lie is clear to us. We see it before the lie washes over us. Only secret is you. You see the secret until it is gone. The ones that make the secrets are running out of lies to tell you. Only humans see the secret and not what is behind. The animals feel the truth. The secrets that are made to trick the human do not work on the animal. The animal does not lie. The stones and fire..... and water and the wind do not do what the lie tells them to do.

We do not see a space program that is secret. We see the energy in the lie and what groups are doing the lying. We avoid all negative beings; humans too. We are part of the whole. We find balance. We avoid the imbalance in the secret lies of the beings that have lied to the humans.

How do you deal with negative beings?

We do not deal with the negative. We balance. We can see the negative and the human can not. We can feel the negative and the human can feel but does not choose to see. This is changing. We are here and we are balance and we are family.

How do you view the movement among humans right now and how this relates to the changes that are happening in the universe?

How this all relates is what I will answer because everything relates. It is not important how I view all humans. I see the negative and positive human and help them to become balanced human because negative is related to positive and positive is related to negative. There is only balance because there is only one.

How are we all changing?

The change is who we all are together. That is how! The change that is changing is what we are doing! All of us are changing. You can change while you are changing. You can be positive change and change or negative change and change. I see you asking me these questions now because you have been seeing the changes and you have been hearing that change is happening! You want to make this all come together. You ask me questions about the secret space program and what you want is to hear if I tell you the same as somewhere else. You haven't asked me yet about the premeditates and Atlantis but I know that this questions is coming because I was with you when you wrote it. You want to know about the planet that is no longer there. You are going to ask me about all of the giant bones.

All of these are the changes that are changing for humans. I know about the ancient ones and the ships that travel to other planets. All of you humans are changing in a way right now that you have not changed in a very long time. Yes, you are changing together like always but this time you know that you are changing TOGETHER. Listen very close, John. Humans have changed.

Humans have changed and this is why we are coming to the humans now to speak. You humans are changing together and it is a new change. Right now all of your questions will be answered about the ancient ones and the giants. Now you will know about the other planets and all of your brothers and sisters everywhere. Today, there are no more secrets. All secrets will be known and the negative energy of every lie will become balanced because it will no longer be a secret. This is only one small part of the change that is one. As far as every thought can reach, there will be change found there.

Okay, Oitoli ! Thank you! I'm going to stop here and ask you more questions in a few days. I feel like we are just getting started. Thanks for everything today.

Your welcome. Thanks for the Mango's.

You're welcome.

In June I'm going to be working in the Davy Crockett National Forest for five months. I'm really going to focus on the forest people that live there. I will be writing a special blog over that five months period as I reach out and meet new Sasquatch people. I have absolutely no idea what to expect. I know from experience that the Sasquatch people like it better that way.  

Friday, February 3, 2017

January 2017 SHUMA and OITOLI

2017 has started with a bang. Most can feel that change is all around us. The element of feeling, that I have spoken of in this blog over the years, has brought out the primitive in all of us. If you are reading these words then I invite you to consider that you have found your way here for a reason. The reasons are many and the differences are beautiful but they are all connected and being presented to us at this time together to reconnect with that part of us that we have forgotten. Many of us have made promises and commitments to our selves from a different place; a place that we are all driven to return to. A part of us is there and ready to reconnect with us in this place.

In those moments of quiet, we see, hear, feel the messages that are touching us in the depths of our being. Within all of us is a vast and deep place full of wisdom and experience. Fear is always knocking at the door of this place. Many times we stand at the door and try to help keep out the fear but if we choose not to be afraid we are able to turn around and explore the never ending depths. Like many others, I have found the Earth People there.

Just as there are different languages and colors of skin, there are many different names for our families and friends that vibrate at a frequency just beyond our sight. Earth people is a new name that resonates with me the clearest. I grew up with Bigfoot and later used the word Sasquatch. There are many other names like forest people, people of the woods and so on that are used just as frequently. Our brothers and sisters have shared with me that they do not mind what we call them as long as the intent behind our words resonates with them.

We are all Earth people, collectively, and this term breaks down the barriers that we have used for so long. This planet is very much alive and she loves us all of the same. As her spirit, so are we. Just as our bodies are made from her, our spirits are one being. We are many parts of the whole that is referred to as Creator. There are some of us that are connected to her and hear her as she speaks. They are our hairy brothers and sisters. They are here to help us return to the connection of oneness together. It is not to whom they speak but who listens.

Today, I am different than I once was. I have learned to connect with them and to our mother. When I first began writing this blog a few years ago I was afraid that if I let go of the door then fear would enter. The Sasquatch people helped me learn to trust that the door would hold if I turned to gaze upon the vastness of what awaits me. The adventure is still continuing to change me as I have learned to take control of my change and point it into the direction that I choose to go. There is no end to the adventure and there is no end to the growing.

Last year was a turning point for me. I overcame the desire for constant validation and proof to what is happening in my life in relation to the Sasquatch people. I took one last deep breath and finally let go of all insecurities. It opened up a whole new word of adventure. Today as I speak to you and write this blog from here on out I do not separate any more where the information is coming from. I have learned to trust in the oneness when communicating with them. The conversations that I have with them has become less defined as a back and forth conversation. It has become a steady hum of sharing together.

I can see now how connected we are all and just how big our family is. The animals join in our conversations now. The trees are such gentle and patient souls that accent each conversation. Most are in the know on one level or another. It is only us humans that have disconnected ourselves for so long. We are the ones that they are all cheering on and waiting for to return home. I have seen that there is one road and all of us humans are on it. Some of us are a little further up and some of us are bringing up the rear but we are all going in the same direction. This is reassuring! There is no reason for despair.

Fear does not take us to where we are going. It simply runs along beside us in the same direction waiting for us to turn from the path. If we do get off the path, there is always someone to call out to that we can hear. When we trust ourselves and begin going to the voices we will find that someone has called us back to the path.

This is going to be a fantastic year for us! It has begun. The Earth people are with us and ready for us to return home. I do not use religion in order to find spirituality. For me, I no longer need organized religion even though my parents gave it lovingly to me when I was a child. For those of you that still choose religion, I salute you with love. I find you beautiful with whatever tools that you choose to carry with you on your journey. Thank you for giving me the same respect. I brought this up because some of my analogies like “path” may lead one to think that I mean the path of good / bad or the path of righteousness etc... when I just mean plain ole' “path.”

I have bit off more than I can chew over the past year. I have received countless emails and I find it very difficult to return every message. I feel very sorry for this. I feel that it was a blessing more than it was a problem. I have found a new way to handle this and be fair to all who send me their questions. Starting now in 2017 I will be reading all of them in order for me to let them become a part of me and then just ask the Sasquatch people to tell me what they will. I will continue to answer personal emails as I can. The most important point that I gladly share with all of you is that all of our answers are within us already. There are many people out there that communicate with the hairy folk. Help can be found everywhere. But in the end it is only you that can answer the great unknown for yourselves. Again, there is always help for those who ask. None of us are special, ALL of us are. If the hairy folk can speak with a common dude like me then anyone can speak with them! The only special gifts that I have are new packs of underwear that my daughters get me every birthday and Christmas. Always let resonate what will from my blog as well as what you read or hear from anyone else out there. Lovingly discard the rest.

We are here! It is nice to be again with you in this blog. My name is Shuma. I am an elder that John has spoken to often. I have never spoken with John but I do now with you.

I see that you are the elder that I have felt in the woods with my wife and daughters. Why have you not spoken to me before?

I have watched you and your family. I have connected to you every time but you did not comfort me. You have been busy and so have we. In your walks you have done all of the talking and not much listening.

I know. Why are you here now?

I helped you write all of this. I was waiting for you to finish. We have a reason for this because you have asked us to. You have been given some instructions and you have been to busy to come. For months you have been growing and you have felt that the trips were not necessary. We wait.

Where Oitoli told me to go has been all grown up. It has been difficult to reach for months.

Every journey has a beginning and yours is not beginning any more. Things are making the change and yours is too fruitful for you to not change. The steps were given to you by your friends because you asked for them.

Thanks for speaking with me. I invite you now to speak what you will.

Thank you. When you stop sharing then so do we. A river flows but can not reach the sea when it is not allowed to flow. You have stopped the flow. Today it flows again. Around all of us is a change so absolute that it can not be hidden. It is easy to be busy. Busy is when it is not important enough to not be busy. Find the place that you are looking for. Do not stop looking if you want to find it. When you ask us to show you something and you do not see it then you are not looking in the place that it is hidden. Do you understand?

Yes. This applies to me this past year. I had the toughest last semester of school and could not get away. Money was scarce and I had to work every weekend for months. It's over. I am looking forward to this year very much. I feel like I am free for the first time in a long time.

That is why I am here. Do you want me to continue?

Yes, I have just now felt that you are female when I first felt that you were male.

You were afraid of me in the woods. I felt you. I am old. I am balanced. I am the light and the dark. I am balance. You too are made to balance but you call for the light only. You do not trust the light because of the dark but the dark is part of the light. I heard you call to me when you were walking and my silence made you afraid. When you come back I will be there.

I am not sure where this is going and if our conversations fit in this blog. I feel that this has been building up for a while. Would you like to answer some questions?

No. Not this time. I will come back.

I was caught off guard at this point because the conversation was really weird. I called Tracey for a second balance and she advised me to wait and give it more time with Shuma. She said that she felt her and him but recommended that I wait. Tracey also felt both male and female energy from this person and that she was extremly old. I love Tracey but I didnt wait. This was the convo...

At this point, I called on a friend that I have trusted for years. He is from Dakote... I asked him to help me better understand Shuma's message.

Mitawinasi, would you speak with me here?

It would be an honor. Are you courious about your last conversation?


I can feel that you are uneasy. Shake it off. What you have just experienced is something that is necessary.

This is why the January Post hesitated.

This year I will be seeing where this mindspeak conversation with Shuma leads and I will record every conversation here in this blog.

I will also pick up where I left off with Oitoli. He told me where to go to begin physical interaction with each other and I have not made it back. He told me that he is patient and to take my time. I have already been taking mangos and he has been very appreciative. The area is very difficult to reach. This is Texas and the undergrowth in some areas are very difficult to walk through. It is really awesome to be able to mindspeak and connect at the same time in the physical. This is next for me.

Where ever all of this goes, we will find out together in the coming months.