We went to a strange event
Some weeks ago, Larry told me of an event being organized by an acquaintance of ours, Tobe. We met Tobe, his girlfriend, and a couple of his friends at the Rez when they came to visit.
His event is called Olympic Strange Days and was organized by Tobe to be held at a remote location near Olympia. At first I did not like the idea of going, it was going to be rough tent camping and I am not much of a tent camper. But, at some point, it felt good to go. We decided to take our truck camper, and planned the trip with our Driving To The Rez panelist Iliana Rojero and her husband.
When I say, “plan the trip”, it meant we were going to go there and so was she and her husband. Our plan became to camp next to them. Brilliant I must say.
We had strangeness happening for two straight weeks before the event. Not so much in the UFO and Sasquatch themes, which the event would cover, but in the “life is happening fast” areas.
Back to the event.
As soon as it started to feel good to go there, Larry got the camper ready and scheduled our other work around it. He wasn’t sure why I had changed my mind, and neither was I.
One of the strange things was that when we set off, the map said it was 3 hours away. Possibly 4 as the last few miles were in a dirt road full of large potholes.
Well, it took us 9 hours to get there.
I have no idea how or why this happened. Yes, we had to turn around first time out and go back to our house from the Shamanshack when we realized we forgot something. That added half an hour to the trip. Maybe 40 minutes if we push the boundaries of possibilities.
Then we stopped at the dog wash place to bathe our new puppy (yes, we suddenly found ourselves with a new puppy who has proven to be the reincarnation of our old faithful Missy - another story to tell). Let’s say that this added another half an hour to our trip.
We then went to the store to buy supplies for the trip. Food, bread, meats, fruit, etc.. Another half hour, perhaps?
Any way you look at this, it does not equal 9 hours. It took us 6 hours to get to Sequim, which we go to all the time and it is 2 hours away. From Sequim, the map said it was one and a half hours to the event location. It took us 3 hours.
On the way, I did my family tradition of letting the areas and their caretakers know we are coming, or driving through, who we were, what we were doing there and how long we planned to stay.
When it comes to sasquatch events, I find that the speakers and some participants bring their sasquatch with them. For this event, I could feel the local sasquatch. They were more numerous than the tribes where we live at, and also it felt like they were more “influential”, somehow. I also felt the awareness of sasquatch that were connected to the different people who were at the event.
We arrived at the end bits of a large and very windy storm. Larry was a little worried we’d be missing some speakers, but I told him, no worry, it isn't gonna start till we get there. And I was right. It rained and blew and stormed and the tents went flying and not until we arrived did it calm down. Iliana and Mike had set up a fantastic campsite for us. I sat by the truck, in a camping chair, wrapped in a blanket and looked at the sky. “OK, I am here, what am I supposed to do now? Just enjoy the event?”
“Be visible.” The guidance came in and told me.
My thoughts were of what??? Really???. Being visible is last on my list of comfortable and desirable things for me to do. I prefer to be the Observer. Sit, watch and listen.
But I stepped out of my comfort zone and started visiting with people and chatting. Larry and Iliana were very surprised that I would go off without them to the group campfire area to talk with and meet people. “A regular social butterfly.” Larry called me.
We came away with some wonderful connections and met some amazing people. Penny, Barb and Rich were but a few of the individuals who had very deep and conscious connections with the Sasquatch. Dr. Simeon taught everyone his version of Remote Viewing, called Resonance Viewing. It was a great exercise and we had good learnings from it.
When I think of the connections, especially with Penny and Barb, it feels to me that a great big world of possibilities and sasquatch awareness is ready for us to explore together.
Our new puppy, Chinook, became the camp puppy and he was loved and cared for by many of the participants.
I look forward to talk more about this experience on our podcast, Driving To The Rez. And get some in depth explorations about what happened during our stay there, from the panelists, especially Iliana, who was there too. We also have a few pictures of stick messages, plastered some trackways, and did some cloudbusting and got signs from a recently deceased friend of Tobe. All in all a very enjoyable and I guess only strange to some event, seemed perfectly normal to us, but Olympic Normal Days might not have as good a ring to it now would it?
