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Nov 29, 2023

THIS is Reality – blink – what did I miss?

“Reality is the story we tell ourselves until the REAL thing shows up and demands an upgrade.” – Talking to Nightlights

“All over the globe persons in all walks of life, representing a wide range of educational and cultural backgrounds, are reporting, often in the face of unpleasant ridicule, sightings of objects that appear to be completely real objects yet have characteristics that match nothing about which we have present knowledge.” – James E. McDonald

“After killing and skinning a couple of fishers, he saw another huge owl. He shot it and saw it fall. But when he went to recover the body, there was no trace of the owl.” – A Singing Shaman Called by Owl and Dreams. – BeliefNet

Great Horned Owl. Nat Geo.

Snowy Owl. Snowy Owls in Massachusetts.

Glitch in the timeline

My Matrix Moment Involves a Cat. How long did it take me to figure this out? A decade? I’m still working things out. 

Chloe was my muse. I took dozens of photos – convinced each was her very best – and then replaced them with a few dozen more.

I have one classic image in a portrait, a creative inspiration that might best capture her expression in the experience I relate.

Chloe: 2005 – 2014 
10.20.23 is the very first time I make a connection.
A detail stands out. Her colors. Green and Pink.
Created long before my encounter.


The scene

Broad daylight, normal day, no weather anomalies or spooky theme music. I simply walked from one area of the house to the next.

Seconds.

Determined stride. I glanced aside as I stepped into the hallway and caught a glimpse of Chloe perched on the back of a chair in the living room, gazing directly at me. That face.

Seconds.

I continued walking, thinking about how she always seemed to manage a perfect pose. I really should take a picture, I thought. Perched as she had been on the back of the chair, in full view, wearing her green collar with the pink heart tag in the center. Posture, color, lighting: flawless.

Glitch.

Full stop. Reverse course. Fast.

Seconds.

Ten long steps. Back down the hall and into the room.

Chloe is seated in the chair – not perched on top. That would have been impossible. The chair back is too skinny to hold her in the position I saw as I passed by.

She would have been above the chair – at the height I witnessed. Looking at her, she is completely at ease, seated in the chair, facing a different direction.

This makes no sense. I am astonished. My mind is racing. She could not have been in the position I witnessed. But there is another thing that – honestly – blows my mind. That’s what stopped me dead in my tracks. Chloe doesn’t wear a collar. Never has.

She refused a collar to the point of Houdini-ing out of any practical or cutesy adornment I ever tried to saddle her with. I was lucky if I could find them.

Another mystery made it even more perplexing. In that moment, passing through the room, it felt normal. I seemed to have a sense of memory about the collar being part of her routine attire. It was as if I had always seen her wearing it. That was the red herring.

If not for that embedded misdirect, I don’t know that I would have realized anything was off kilter.

For months, I replayed the scene in my mind. Eventually, I settled on three possibilities. 1. dimension shift. 2. parallel timeline. 3. altered state.

There are more. Enlighten with your own observation. This is not a conclusion. It’s a wild a.. guess.

Another possibility dawned. The directness in her gaze was uncharacteristic. Our eyes met. Something about that instant was different.

A single option fit better: Screen Memory. Or not.

Was it intentional or inadvertent deception?

Wrestling with this again. Could it be my brain could not reconcile the image and opted to go with a familiar something I could handle? I would not have added the collar. Something gave me a clue.

Who or what was I unable/not allowed to see? Why?

When I open my mind to reexamine the scene, I see an overlay image of a smiling Cheshire cat – big, toothy grin. Underneath is an image that doesn’t match anything else in my memory. Is it an impression or a projection? I am letting it settle.

Living Ghosts and Others not easily quantified

Haunting. Ghosts of the Tsunami by Richard Lloyd Parry, Non-Fiction – What happened to the living and the dead in the 2011 Japan Tsunami?  “More appalling than the scale of death was the spectacle of the bereaved survivors.” London Review of Books.

Part 1. UFO sightings along The 37th Parallel. Chuck Zukowski. Blog.
Part 2. Explore the gamut of unexplained and anomalous on the UFO Highway. Chuck Zukowski and [his sister] Debbie Ziegelmeyer have spent years travelling across the US investigating hundreds of UFO sightings and other paranormal occurrences. Link.

Cats. Owls. UFOs.

Mike Clelland writes about UFOS and Owls.

I have an owl story with a UFO connection. We were visiting Texas, planning on attending a UFO gathering, the only one I have been to so far. I wanted to connect with Paola Harris and Angela Joiner (deceased/covid) because I had interviewed them about that event. I ended up also connecting with Lisa Romanek and following up with an Interview.

The event itself was an odd experience and there were lots of paranormal quirks that happened during that visit.

The owl encounter stood out because it was a huge owl. White. A very large, white (snowy? horned?) owl that flew directly overhead when we went for a walk prior to going to the event.

Beautiful and conveniently synchronistic. That’s it. Short and sweet. I had not seen one before and I haven’t seen one since.

My insight with that presence: Right place, right time. Appointment met.

Mike asked an Intuitive who shared her Owl Story what it represented for her. The answer: Initiation. 

Coffeehouse Archives – Owls

Interview with Mike – starts with news headlines – 2017. During my time hosting on KCMO Talk Radio.

Share your Owl story. Contact Mike.

A previous blog post offers background for some of the stories mentioned in the podcast. Link.
Mike blogs about his other interests and upcoming books: Link.

The Ancients

“An Elder told me that every star you can see with the naked eye had a story, had a constellation, had a name and a teaching attached to it,” he says. “Due to the historical trauma that happened to our people, anywhere from 75 to 85 percent of that knowledge base was wiped out.”

– Wilfred Buck, one of the foremost Indigenous star-story experts in the world.

“In South Australia, for example, Aboriginal groups long shared oral tales of the variable brightness of the star Betelgeuse. It is a widely held belief in astronomy circles that the phenomenon was first discovered by Sir John Herschel in 1836 despite the fact that Indigenous people noticed it, along with the variability of other stars, 1,000 years earlier …”

The takeaway

Light and Dark – “The owl can see that which others cannot, which is the essence of true wisdom. Where others are deceived, Owl sees and knows what is there.”

It wasn’t a cat. 

Owl meaning. Symbol. Legend. Myth. Warrior Medicine Blog.






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