posted on Sep, 30 2011 @ 11:00 PM
Yeah, why not. Around home I really don't care what people think about me, so why worry about ATS...
Once during a period of intense meditation (3 hours nightly for around 6 months), I felt a calling as such, among other things which I will save for
another time. I live 3/4 mile from a river, and I have since 1982. I'm quite familiar with the surrounding area, and frequently explore areas in my
spare time. There is a hill about 1/4 mile from my home that has a spring with water flowing year round, and neighbors say that in the 1920's people
used to go to this spring to find gemstones. This area is pretty devoid of rocks, although there are some large ones in the river itself, but I have
never seen one in this spring at all.
I had the intense urge to visit the spring to search for a rock, and that the search would be a symbol of faith. (Actually, I was hoping to find a
gemstone!) If you've never seen a spring flowing from a hill, there are many small "caves" or erosions which go under the hill; some above the
water, some below. There are leaves and roots and all kinds of things in these voids. I had been searching for about an hour, running my hands up
into the holes and moving the bottom silt around trying to find something hidden away real well, because as of yet I hadn't found the first rock. I
wasn't going to give up, because this was an act of faith for me, and I meant to do whatever it took to find my rock.
That's when I saw the Moccassin approximately one foot from my face; my arm buried in the void where it lay. He seemed to be looking me right in
the eyes, and I froze instantly. I spoke to him before moving (as if this would help), saying "Look, I'm gonna back up now and leave you alone."
Calmly, I removed my arm from the hole and slowly backed out of the way. The snake never moved, probably because of the water temperature which
remains 68-72 degrees Fahrenheit year-round. I found my rock shortly thereafter, and it was definitely an act of faith.