An Afternoon At Lake Mead

After a wonderful session of "Laughing Yoga" with Vhan on Saturday, I was asked if I wanted to go to Lake Mead with Vhan and Noreen. We went back to their house and got some supplies and soon we were on the road to the lake. When we got there, I was told that we were on an old boat launch. There was no water in sight. This in and of itself was amazing to me, how Mother Nature works. There were plants where there was once desert and then a lake and now a sort of marsh. Vhan, Noreen and Jacks the dog lead the way and I followed. I was just in awe of how things have changed in the last 80 years. A lake that was over 100 feet deep at one time was now only a foot deep in certain spots and totally dry in others. My guides keep pushing on and I keep following them. We went much further than I thought that we would, but this was good since it was giving me time to get in tune with my surroundings. We kept making our way down, and at times I wondered if I would be able to make it back to the truck. A couple of times while I was walking close to Vhan and Jacks I almost fell, sliding on the mud. I had much better balance than I thought, or perhaps I was just letting the angels hold me up. At one point we were looking at what I called a miniature version of the rock formation that was used in "Close Encounters of the Third Kind", I cannot remember what it was called, but it was a great sight. At this point we decided to head back.

While we were hiking I heard Native American Indian chanting. There was no one in sight. Did I just WANT to hear this marvelous sound? I feel I have some kind of connection with Indians, I just have not found the exact connection yas of yet. I was told by a reader once that I have been an Aztec and Native Indian in previous lives but I have not really explored this as of yet. It was then that I realized that I was hearing spirit. I was so in tune with this that it truly amazed me. I was so enjoying the sounds in my head. When we all stopped to have some water and an apple, I asked Vhan if he could hear the chanting. He said that he did and he also heard drums with it. I did not hear the drums but the chanting was loud and clear. It was also good to know that I was not alone in what I was experiencing, being kind of new to all of this. While we were sitting by the running water, I closed my eyes and went into a meditative state. The vision of a great Indian Chief came to me. He had a huge headdress that went down his entire back. He was doing a dance with the chanting. I never did get to see his face, it was only his backside that I could see. I pictured myself sitting in a circle with other Indians watching the Chief do his thing.

This was my first experience with this type of thing and it was truly wonderful!!! I thank Brenda for helping me to recognize the signs that I have been getting lately. I am becoming more in tune with them, and like everybody has told me, they are coming more frequently because of it. I was just very happy to have recognized what it was and did not just dismiss it, as I probably would have done in the past.

Maybe there is more happening from this attunement than I thought? Only time will tell.

David