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Part II: 11:11:11, Linda Goodman and a whole lotta shakin’ goin’ on

Preparation and Build-up

Denver
Denver itself is nothing special. What I liked was that the Rocky Mountains are right there against the city skyline but other than that, it’s not all that different than any other city in North America. Colorado is a very, very wealthy state. Lots of military installations everywhere, Masonic symbolism everywhere especially in that crazy airport and the Air Force base is there as well as NORAD. I got a creepy feeling the whole time I was driving in the city.

Why would anyone in their right mind have entire wall mural of this at the airport?

Cripple Creek, Colorado
Cripple Creek is indeed a beautiful area, very rural and very remote, the gold mining operation in next door Victor have resumed and the way some of the mountains are now bare is very very sad. Cripple Creek really is not much nowadays, a bit of a disappointment. The casinos have completely ruined it. Lots of day-trippers from Colorado Springs or Denver who come in to play the slot machines and then leave. Not a lot of people living there anymore. The old hotels are now casinos, it’s all really tacky and loud. Not much of the money however is being put back into the town. It is an economically depressed part of Colorado despite the gold underneath them.  Beautiful Victorian houses and mansions sitting neglected, abandoned and dilapidated. There’s just no money there. Artists come and go. They can’t develop any skiing because the snow doesn’t stay long enough. But if you get out of Cripple Creek and investigate other parts of Teller County, it is a very beautiful and great place to visit. I think LG did “dress” it up a bit. I mean it’s a great place if you want to be left alone and based on what Ruth told me, LG would get people bugging her all the time, like some of these “knowflakes” types, someone even showed up at her doorstep while she was still in her bathrobe and demanded a reading! Many of her fans somehow felt entitled to LG and her time. My impression of the locals is that they are actually a bit red-neckish.

Cripple Creek, Colorado in the Gold Bowl

Even then, there is still gold underneath those mountains, the sunny mornings and the clear blue skies and air are absolutely breathtaking, driving around Teller County is indeed a beautiful place. And the snowcapped mountains in the distance does lend an air of exoticism to the valley. Easy to see why she called it a microcosm Tibet. One thing I did notice was that many of the mountains there are pyramidal in shape, not jagged like the Himalayas or rounded like the Appalachians, but with a distinct pyramid in shape. I kept seeing them everywhere. Who knows what’s underneath some of those valleys and mountains, but one thing LG got right, you DO get the sense there is some secret lurking in that area. I just don’t know what exactly. You do feel something in the air there.

Mount Pisgah, Cripple Creek, CO

I ended up staying at the Cripple Creek Motel for most of the time and after looking at the Last Dollar Inn (LG’s old house which is now an Inn) and after speaking to Ruth (Ruth Cook was one of LG’s best friends), I cancelled my stay at the Last Dollar Inn. I had a look in and it’s red velvet everywhere. I got a creepy vibe from the place, even standing at the door. I also didn’t see a point to staying there given that I got into LG’s other house on Hayden Street.

Last Dollar Inn, Linda Goodman’s first home in Cripple Creek, CO

I went and had a look at the house on Hayden Street. The one with the indoor pool and St.Francis chapel. The place is deserted now and when I went out back to take some picture, I found that the back door had been jammed open. Someone had busted the lock a long time ago. The timing of the whole thing was too strange so I took it as a sign, I went in and took pictures and here they are. The house on Hayden Street is a beautiful piece of property, my guess is that there are no buyers which is why it’s been abandoned for so long. Why would you buy a multi-million dollar home which also needs a few hundred thousand dollars worth of work and upkeep in a tiny village in the middle of nowhere? I don’t think there are many buyers with that criteria. That house is totally abandoned now and has been since she died and will probably take millions to bring it back to what it was. Water damage everywhere. Even then, the energy there was much cleaner and nicer, you can see LG’s touch everywhere. Fireplaces in practically all the rooms. Someone had even left flowers at her chapel where she has a stained glass of St.Francis and another one of Mary Magdalene. I went back there a few times and “talked” to LG and explained what the ceremony was about and what I wanted to do in LA. I don’t know why, but I felt protected in that house.

Entrance into house on Hayden Street

The indoor pool area

Water damage in basement room

Stairwell to basement and pool area

The old pool

Front living room area and fireplace

Entrance into chapel area

The stained glass chapel of St.Francis of Assisi and Clare of Assisi

On adjoining wall in chapel, the stained glass window of Mary Magdalene waiting for Christ outside of his tomb.

Detail of Magdalene stained glass, “And the wolf will dwell with the lamb, And the leopard will lie down with the kid, And the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; And a little boy will lead them.” Isaiah 11:6

In Linda Goodman’s old kitchen. ‘expect a Miracle” was one of her most favorite sayings.

Stained glass window in the kitchen, of the Holy family

Isis, detail of holy family stained glass

Osiris, detail of holy family stained glass

The starship “RA”, LG’s allusion to Brewers work as a marine biologist, I think.

I went to the Last Dollar Inn and despite it showing up as “booked” solid online, I saw no one there. Looking into the windows and walking around, I didn’t see anyone staying there or running the place. I think the owners only show up if someone is there. Anyway, looking into the windows, I didn’t have a good feeling about the place. And it turned out my intuition was right after speaking to Ruth.  The new owners bought the place in 1995 and literally want nothing to do with LG and her story, unlike the previous owner who Ruth told me as a great guy. They got rid of a lot of LG’s furniture and antiques which were there when LG lived there, hardly anything of the original is there anymore, besides name only. When I peeped in it was all crushed red velvet sofas and tacky paintings. It looked more like a bordello.

Ruth Cook
Ruth Cook was one of LG’s best friends, Ruth who-rhymed-with-Truth (so help you God) I drove down to Colorado Springs and met her at her home which she shares with her family. She was a very gracious and welcoming lady and pointed out to me that she’s been contacted by 100s of LG’s readers over the years but I was the only one she’s allowed into her home mostly because of the letter I sent her years ago and the follow-up phone calls since then. She said LG would have liked me. Quoting Ruth, “She would have liked your attitude”.

And meeting with her and hearing her stories about LG was indeed an eye-opener. LG was a very generous, but a very difficult woman to be around for long periods of time. Very demanding and at times even delusional. Much of LG’s writing was artistic licence. She almost had a split personality, one side of her was very benevolent, and generous to a fault and full of wisdom and was able to tap into some of these wonderful sources of inspiration, but there was another part of her which was very difficult. She was a diva and expected to have people serve her day and night, hand and foot. She was extremely demanding and from what Ruth told me, would have been happy to see Ruth leave her husband and kids to become her full time personal assistant. Ruth and Lowell Cook basically raised LG’s kids, because LG was hardly ever in Cripple Creek during the 70’s while they were teens. She was always off to NYC or LA. She just could not accept death. She was forever promising people percentages from sales of her books and many many people around her took advantage of her. Very few ever stood up to her (like Ruth). Her enablers would basically say what LG wanted to hear, including these detectives and whatnot who helped “search” for Sally. They knew LG was in denial and used it to their advantage to line their pockets.

As for Brewer, they were only together for a few months. She was still married to Sam Goodman at the time, but their marriage had evolved more into a friendship. Bill Snyder had long died in the 50’s. She married Sam but it was always more friendly than anything else. According to Ruth, the passion and sexual excitement was never really there, but she found that with Brewer. Brewer left her because he just could take her bossiness and demands any more. There was like a 25 year difference between them in age. Ruth liked him, Jill and Michael liked him, but Sally and William were a bit indifferent towards him. He didn’t leave LG because of the other woman, he left her because she was just to difficult for him to live with after a while. Here is a sketch of Robert Brewer.

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Ruth had a box full of letters LG had sent her over the years including newspaper articles about Sally and a pencil sketch Jill did of Brewer. She’s been sitting on them for 40 years and her kids don’t want them and neither do LG’s kids, so she gave them to me. It’s a sad story. There were letters to her various lawyers stating percentages of her books she wanted to give to so and so. Charles Muses got 15%, Steve McQueen and Ali McGraw were to get a few thousand dollars, 1% was supposed to go to her kids. Some of her anagrams of her name and with Brewer were also just as sad to look at. She was a lonely lady grasping at straws trying to find meaning in something that did not work out and with results she refused to accept. Ruth even gave me a copy of the program from LG’s funeral. LG couldn’t accept death,  she couldn’t accept things not going her way. There’s a lesson here somewhere which I still need to figure out.

After examining her manuscripts and hearing Ruth’s stories, a large part of Goorbez was artistic liscence, made up including some of those conversations within the book towards the end. Linda *wanted* to see Bill in Robert since she was unfillfilled and unhappy in her marriage to Sam. She drove Bill away after the death of Melissa, their first daughter, he wanted to come closer to her including sexually as a way to bond and heal over the death weeks after it happened and LG wouldn’t have it, in her mind how dare he even think about sex at such a time, when he should be at the gravesite beating his chest and sobbing his eyes out everyday. In the end she regretted driving him out and eventually losing him. She ended up doing the exact same thing 20 years later with Brewer.

I did tell Ruth about the ceremony and what LG thought was beneath that cross in LA. She was behind me 100% and Ruth even said she would stay up and try to connect with me while I was on that hill. I told her I was on the way to Hopiland and that I would ask Martin to bless the medicines. Really, she’s a wonderful lady.

Don’t get me wrong, LG did a lot of good too, she enormously helped a lot in the spiritual consciousness of the planet with her books becoming bestsellers. She did a lot with things like offering up the purple plates, the sense of hope she gave people and her generousity which unfortunately was her undoing. If anything, it’s her own humanness which makes her writing so accessible and likable because you feel that she understands where we’re all coming from. But like light going through glass and being filtered, a lot of her channeled material was also filtered through the prism of her personality and the impossible task at hand is figuring out what was inspired from an otherworldy source and what was much more earthly in inspiration. Even Ruth was stumped in some spots there and perhaps no one will know and maybe we’re not really meant to know. I understand why her kids now deliberately live in obscurity and want nothing to do with their mother’s legacy anymore. They got sick of the lies and opportunists and just want to remember their mom as Mom.

Hopi Elder, Grandfather Martin
Went to Hopiland and connected with Grandfather Martin and his daughter Jo Anne. I put the artifacts out in front of him along with the medicine mix and a chart drawing of what everything represented as a medicine wheel. He took one look at the chart and because it looked like a medicine where, he immediately understood what I was doing. He stood up and blessed all the medicines in the Hopi language, I didn’t understand a word, and he also gave me medicine to use in the ceremony, to add to the medicine mix. When he stood up to bless the medicines, everyone else in the room did also (they were all Hopi), including a visiting Japanese Shinto monk. While he was praying and chanting over the medicines, some people even started to cry. He also did something rather significant. Martin reversed the polarity and the emphasis has been switched. What was big and had primary importance as the phallus, is now smaller and will have secondary importance. What was small and had secondary importance as the heart is now bigger and will have primary importance.

Afterwards, his daughter Jo Anne invited me to join them for lunch and I spent a few hours with him asking questions and he’s verified quite a bit. The ancient Egyptians were in the Americas once, they did not leave anything behind but they were here. The inner earth is hollow and those dwellers will only come up to teach us when we are ready, when we learn to forgive. Twins are very real.

Part III coming up, LA and the ceremony….

and from the beginning, Part I

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Meetings with Remarkable People: Q & A with Hopi Elder, Grandfather Martin Gashweseoma

Getting to the Hopi Reservation is quite a long haul. It is several hours of driving from Phoenix or a full day from Albuquerque. Once you have left the main highway, it is a constant drive along smaller, lonely two-lane highways. All you have is you, your thoughts, the car and the road.

Fortunately it is a beautiful drive. The land may look barren to those of us used to green forests, rivers and meadows. The clear blue sky, the ungodly brightness of the air, the soaring mesas, the desert in all her different colors and hues, bleached white rocks, golden yellow cliffs, red and ochre rock formations, low-lying green shrubs and the almost overwhelming sense of calm one feels while driving though those mesas transforms a boring drive into a meditative excursion. For some reason, whenever I come here, it feels like I am returning home.

My first visit was in back in July 2008. The Hopi are extremely friendly people, even if a bit weary of outsiders. Countless times now, New Age opportunists, Hollywood princesses, charlatans and frauds have come to Hopiland seeking “wisdom and teachings” to only exploit their Hopi hosts and pass off the teachings as their own (Roy “Littlesun” Steevensz comes to mind). The Hopi have seen it all and while still remaining polite, now cast a steady eye towards all who visit. So while the Hopi do have a single motel and restaurant to cater to tourists, they strongly disdain people taking pictures of them or tramping through their holy sites and sacred parts of their villages without prior permission.

Seeing as I had no contacts, and driving in, I had a vague idea of maybe asking around to see if it would be possible to meet Grandfather Martin Gashweseoma and then hoping for the best. If I met him, that would be wonderful but if I didn’t, I wasn’t expecting too much. I had no idea where he lived and had no contacts whatsoever. After checking into the hotel and telling the front desk girl of my dilemma, she smiled, gave me the name of a specific shop and a specific person and told me to visit Old Oraibi for directions.

I don’t know what it was. Maybe it’s because I’m not Caucasian and often get mistaken for Native American. Maybe because I was so naïve. Maybe it was because of my unassuming attitude, but whatever the case, everywhere I turned, doors mysteriously opened for me. I was welcomed into homes with open arms, I was invited to share meals with them at their homes with no electricity or running water, sat in stone hovels and watched real pikki blue bread being cooked over an open fire with Martin’s daughter.

To many, the Hopi may look like they are living in dire poverty, but they are, by far, one of the most spiritually rich people I have ever had the good fortune to encounter. Generous, sharing and very kind, the Elders did nothing but show me a semblance of what their old way of life must have been like a long, long time ago. I will never forget the time another Hopi Elder with his full permission, allowed me to meditate and offer tobacco to the Earth, accompanied by his wife, one night at one of their prayer sites with the moon flooding the desert in a silver light.

Finally, I met Grandfather Martin at his home in Hotevilla.

94 years old at the time, chuckles often, still spry but hard of hearing, Martin Gashwesoma is the Guardian of the Sacred Stone Tablets of the Fire Clan and the last Hopi Elder still alive from the group who visited the United Nations to deliver their messages and predictions.

http://www.dreamscape.com/morgana/telesto.htm

The Dalai Lama has also personally visited the Hopi and Martin in particular several times now and the two have shared teachings with one another. A picture of the two of them hangs in Martin’s front room.

Dalai_Lama_and_Hopi

During that first visit, Martin shared with me the teachings around the Sacred Stone Tablets, the copy of the Aztec Codex in his possession, teaching me to understand what the hieroglyphics meant and how to read the symbols, earth changes predictions, stories about the Inner Earth, the Star Brothers and Sisters and most of what is shared on this website:

http://www.hopistar.org/index.html

(Note, I did not record the following video from Youtube. Someone else did and no doubt had the same experience as I did with Martin. I am just posting it here.)

He told me lots of things, but what really stood out at the time, was that he was and is a believer in the Hollow Earth Theory, that Four Corners would be one of the safe spots on Turtle Island (the Native name for North America) during the Great Purification and that if I was seriously considering moving to Arizona, to go to Flagstaff and stay away from Sedona.

Before I left, he said that he would see me again. At the time I didn’t believe it but, lo and behold, he was right and I returned to Hopiland in November 2011.

Grandfather Martin in November 2011 during my second visit (Earth Energy Reader Personal archive – Nov.2011)

Martin is now 98 years old and completely deaf, I had to write out all my questions to him. I spent a few hours with him, catching up and asking questions and he’s verified quite a bit. Afterwards, I had lunch with him and his daughter Jo Anne and her husband.

Grandfather Martin’s daughter, Jo Anne, and her husband (Earth Energy Reader Personal archive Nov.2011)

Q&A with Grandfather Martin Gashweseoma

Here are some of the answers I received from Martin.

Q: Were the ancient Egyptians ever here on Turtle Island?

A: Yes

Q: Did they ever leave anything visible (monuments etc.) behind?

A: No, they came here first after the last Great Purification (The ending of the Third World, according to Hopi prophecy and cosmology)

Q: Were they in the Grand Canyon area like some say they were?

A: (he chuckled) No, more west.

Q: California?

A: Yes.

Q: In the new Fifth World (we are presently at the end of the Forth World according to Hopi), will male and female finally be in perfect balance?

A: Yes, that’s the way it should be.

Q: When will this bad sexual energy, like pornography, rape, beating women and disrespect to the Female stop? This is slowly killing all men inside.

A: This is part of the Great Purification; those who continue will pay a high price.

Q:  Who has the missing piece of the Fire Tablet?

A: It was recently found outside of Four Corners.

Q: What does that mean?

A: Now prophecy will be coming faster.

Q: From the 4 colored tribes on the Medicine Wheel, who are the true representatives of each?

A: Red   —>Hopi, Yellow–> Tibetan, White—> Swiss, Black—> Dogon

Q: Will there be any safe areas during the Great Purification?

A: Nowhere will be safe, you can only be safe in your heart, maybe Four Corners, don’t go to Sedona or California.

Q: How many years do you think before the Great Purification?

A: It’s already started but we don’t know exactly when the worst will happen.

Q: If there is a Third World War, will man finally learn that materialism is not the way?

A: Maybe, it is up to each individual heart. Women will lead men in these teachings.

Q: In ancient Egyptian mythology, the original king and queen, Osiris and Isis, were the original mother and father. Osiris was cut into 14 pieces by his jealous brother Set. A part of Osiris was forever lost and left him broken. Now men in this world, like Osiris have a part of them missing, somewhere inside, and have gone the way of materialism and have forgotten Spirit. What will it take to heal all men?

A: The Fifth World belongs to women. They have to be very strong starting now. They have to be strong inside themselves first and then they can be strong for the men.

Q: The Hopi have a holy place somewhere in the West, where they fill a holy water jog. Is this place in California?

A: Yes, but this place is secret to us.

Q: Grandfather, people all over the world do ceremonies in groups or alone by themselves to bring healing into their lives or ask the Great Spirit to help them. Some people practice Bad Medicine like Satanists and cults, putting out even more negative energy in the world and undoing the good that people are trying to accomplish. Is it wise to fight back this bad medicine with good medicine?

A: Yes, but be very sure to protect yourself. Tell no one unless they completely understand you and can protect you. There are groups in this world who don’t want any change.

Q: The Freemasons?

A: Yes

Q; Are they all bad? (Martin includes bankers, institutions like NATO, UN, and any secret group as a “Freemason”)

A: Most, they will start the next war, with Germany (Bavarian Illuminati), China and Russia.

Q: Why are some Native tribes sharing their ceremonies with Freemasons?

A: They shouldn’t.

Q: Did the Hopi come from Atlantis or Lemuria?

A: Yes, we came from Mu (Lemuria).

Q: How many Star Wisdom keepers are left now?

A: Not much, many of us are leaving.

Q: Grandfather, do you see into the future anymore? Do you have visions anymore?

A: No, that time is now finished for me.

Q: How powerful are ceremonies?

A: Magic happens. I have seen it myself I have done ceremony at Prophecy Rock and have seen a line in the rock drawing going up in the sky. I did ceremony and go back the next day and the line is gone. Magic happens. You don’t know until you do it.

Q: According to Prophecy, when will those from the Inner Earth finally come up?

A: When we learn to live in peace.

Q: What is the best way to forgive others?

A: To pray for them. You cannot pray for someone and stay angry at them at the same time. This is also connected to the earlier question.

Q: Many, many moons ago, did we once have 2 suns?

A: Yes

Q: Did the second sun disappear when something hit the Earth?

A: Yes

Q: When the Earth was hit, it caused it to move to its side and spin like a top, is that true?

A: Yes

Q: Was this the beginning of time as humans experience it?

A: Yes

Q: Did this shift in the earth’s axis also “push” man’s heart from the center to the left side?

A: Yes, the two are related.

Q: Did this shift cause the imbalance?

A: Yes

Thank you Grandfather.

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