reply to post by srsen
i get nothing but positive, unselfish vibes from Little Grandmother. i will try to watch the whole video series that you mention, when i get the
as far as these skulls, i am pretty much of the same mind as you. i have been avidly interested in them ever since i first heard of them and have done
a lot of research, too.
from what i understand, because of their mineral composition - the crystalline structure, they are conductors. i get the feeling that they are not so
much the containers for the spirit that communicates, but more like a long-distance telephone or the like.
perhaps what is stored is much like the bios in a computer - it facilitates the opening or the connection between the one here desiring to communicate
and the one, elsewhere, with whom communication is sought.
also, there are 13 but the 13th one is the one that will, upon reunion with the 12, bring about some sort of change or maybe just coincide with a
future dimensional re-adjustment.
13 is the 12th number in the Fibonacci sequence - significant in many ways, from what i can fathom.
hard to put some things into words.
i had a vision once, that was apparently sparked when i was viewing a video of a myspace "friend"s demonstration of the wood flutes that he made. he
was wearing an unusual but lovely feathery headdress that somehow catapulted me, in my mind's eye, back to some past lifetime in the jungles of
southern Mexico/the Yucatan.
in my vision, i was in a clearing that seemed to be a plaza surrounded by meso-american pyramids and buildings - the jungle was just beyond the
buildings and the grass was so thick and green beneath my feet! that detail remains so vivid.
the air was thick and cloudy, choked with the acrid smoke of what must have been muzzle-loader type weapons - i could hear and feel the panic and
despair all around me, could hear chaos and pandemonium and many high-pitched voices like women and children - i think surely it was the decimation of
my community at the hands of the invading Christians from Europe - that's what my gut told me, during the vision. i felt a very strong hatred and
anger, and resentment of a fiery sort, in myself toward the smoke and the violence. i could smell the smoke and it wasn't like anything i'd smelled
before but somehow i knew it was gunpowder - not modern gunpowder but old nasty stuff. the smoke was bluish-gray and VERY thick.
and i'm running.
next scene, i'm in another place, an overgrown kind of deserted place built with stone - the best way to describe it is something like that place in
the old TV series, "The Land of the Lost" where they went to check out the doorway to their world - where the Sleestacks often lurked about.
that's how it was - with vines hanging and such.
and so i went to a little stone cubbyhole of some sort and pulled out a crystal skull that i knew, in my vision, was a secret place for this skull
that only i and my husband knew of and accessed - i got the feeling that we served the community in the way of communicating with the gods/ancestors
and we did it through this skull, alone, taking messages to and from the villagers and the skull.
i looked into the skull, somehow - i don't know if it was with my mind or if it was like scrying into a crystal ball, but what i saw was the
continued massacre of my people, that i had just escaped from, to come to the skull...
i think i was looking into it to try to see where my husband was, wanting to meet up with him, somehow knowing, maybe, that he had escaped, too.
but i understood that he was dead, and the scene i got was the one i had just left. i felt this horrible sense of disappointment in my self - anger
and sadness and a literal crushing of my heart - seeing what was going on that i had got away from - i felt like i had betrayed those people i had
left behind - i was appointed to serve but i deserted. i left them in hopes of living, but now felt there was no reason to live, anyway.
then it was over. those feelings stayed with me for quite some time, eventually fading slowly away.
at the time of that vision, i had heard of the skulls and was interested but hadn't done that much research - there wasn't as much available
information then, and not much at all from a credible point of view rather than that of an uncompromising skeptic.
my experience only ignited my already keen interest. i had heard of the Mitchell-Hedges skull but did not know any details of its discovery, etc.
afterward, in researching, i read about how Anna Mitchell-Hedges had supposedly found the skull and it seemed to resonate with me - it sounded like
the place i had seen in my vision!
i can't say for sure, of course, but it is something worth sharing, i think, with someone such as yourself, who shares my interest in these
fascinating objects of potentially unimagined metaphysical potential, as well as all interested parties who will read your thread.
and you've mentioned several times that as far as you know, the few skulls considered genuine have not been debunked - and to my knowledge, that is
indeed the case. in fact, it seems like the more they study the few authentic anomalies, with our increasingly advanced technology, the more they are
stumped as to how they were created so perfectly!
thanks for your efforts in this thread, i've read it all and will continue to follow it!