A view of Mt. Shasta from Ascension Rock during Summer Solstice, 2012. Photo Courtesy Travis Pheenix Hart.
When my Awakening happened in the fall of 2010, I decided to go on leave with my corporate job of almost a decade and heal my soul. When the money from that went dry almost 6 months later, I quit. I then took my 401k, in the Spring of 2011, and was led by my Higher Self on a trip through the Crystalline Gateway. This took me through Sedona, my Soul Home at that point, since I was living in Arizona. I went to see my father outside Reno, Nevada, drove though Lake Tahoe, and wound up snowed in at the base of Mt. Shasta. Even though one would think being stuck in snow in a car would be a problem, I just knew the BEings were watching over me and that I would be fine. I resolved myself to visit the Mountain as soon as I was able. We ended up having to travel 5 hours back to my father’s house to stay the night and travel the only other way to Portland the next day.
On the way to Portland, Divine Appointment had me meet up with my uncle Bobbles. I had not seen him for decades, literally. HE IS of Shamanic background, and before finishing the drive to Portland, HE cleansed my chakras and set my energy straight again. We then made it to Portland, and visited with cousins that I hadn’t seen for 15 or more years, and that was so beautiful to see them again. At that point, when logic would say, “OK, this has been a great trip, but you should think about resources and quit spending so much money,” I heard Source say, “Anything you want this trip is yours. Follow your Spirit.” At which point, I decided to travel to Seattle, Washington, then to Forks, which is across the sound, then to La Push, which is the Quileute Reservation on the beach. The trees there are so full of ancient Spirits it is mind-blowing. The soul literally takes a bath when in that energy. I was so refreshed it was beyond words. The trip had me go from there to my Grandma’s house near San Francisco, where I normally go for a good cleansing, and then to San Diego to see my sister and niece, before going back home to Arizona. The trip of a lifetime, for sure.
When I didn’t get to go to Mt. Shasta for Solstice last year (2012), I was slightly disheartened. Of course, I have made great leaps and bounds in understanding when things are meant to be, so I let it go. This year, though, I knew would be different. My soul let me know directly that I would make it to Shasta this year for Solstice, no matter what it took. So a couple weeks ago I started planning.
Synchronicity always has a way with me, and this time was no different. I logged into my Shastafarian group online only to see that that very morning, 2 hours earlier, the decision had been made by a few BEings, including my uncle Bobbles, to reserve Red Fir Flats. I knew this meant good things. Then, three days ago, my Grandma called me to ask if I could come stay with her for a while, and agreed to send me to Shasta for Solstice after. From there I may visit Portland again, and AM hoping to meet/see the people I love up there. After that, who knows where I’ll BE next!?
I couldn’t be happier. Another trip to Shasta. Yet it will be my first to actually commune with the BEings inside the Mountain, so I can’t wait!
Much Love and Light,
Kelly