It’s often just enough to be with someone. I don’t need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You’re not alone.  -Marylin Monroe, on the topic of Enough

DreamBlogger – Ken Sheetz

Lee McCormick’s amazing 2000 acre Spirit Recovery ranch, site for the 2/12/11 DreamShield Planetary Addiction Meditation, had only one drawback for out of towners… lack of nearby restaurants.

Me and my fellow spoiled brats from LA for this trip, Bradley Quick and Dr. Sarah Larsen, were desperate for the health food choice we enjoy back home.  The only restaurant options, still about a 15 minute ride from the ranch, are McDonald’s or an all you can eat buffet, where the choices are… fried this or fried that.

So when Renato Longato, world famous UFO expert, finished his presentation on ETs and their role in 2012 and Lee herded us back to the all fried food you can eat spot again, I let a groan slip out.  But, even though the food was deadly, the company of large group who stuck us for the meditation made up for it with their lively passion and curiosity about DreamShield.

I griped to Lee that all this bad food was going to blur my visions at the wheel.  Lee simply chuckled and went on eating his fried chicken. Lucky for me not much phases Lee.  As a recovery guru and cattle rancher he’s seen it all.  Lee was the perfect host for this spirit shindig to balance out all my nervousness and exhaustion over this very personal mediation.  You see, I had just given the eulogy at my father’s funeral only 3 weeks prior to this event.  A father whose drinking escapades were legend in my home town of Milwaukee. Drinking which had decimated my childhood and made me into the lovable neurotic who blogs this stuff as much for self-therapy as to report to you on the birth of the New Age.

Reports I make as objectively as I can, while being the dude having all these visions to help usher in a gentle 2012 and trying to film it all at the same time.  How about a budget for an assistant and camera man, angels, ETs, whatever you are?  Maybe even a private jet as they’ve told me I need to do DreamShield personally in all 24 times zones and activate a billion people by 2012.  Guess they like to keep me humble with lack of funding.  Makes this funnier and they do love to laugh at this cynic of a psychic.  I swear this all is some kind of futuristic reality show at times where we are the cameras.

Heavy snows two days before had turned the field, where Lee 10 years earlier had built the medicine wheel, to mud.  My inner Larry David of a perfectionist said about the mud and cold, “Couldn’t the angels have picked a pleasant day in May for all this?”  But I stopped myself from griping out loud before I annoyed Lee again.  “Enough with the whine festival, ” I told myself.  “This mud is going to be perfect for grounding this great group of people to the earth.  We are electrical energy after and and what better conductor than the mud the fates had provided?”

The medicine wheel was working already.  I had officially stopped my negative self-talk that re-erupted in me after Dad’s funeral, like some dormant volcano of fear.  I was feeling up to the task of this great day my higher self had brought about.  Laura De Leon of MyMysticMuse‘s work finally kicked into gear. I was ready to do battle with addiction.  Or least not go off and down a bottle of tequila out of fear of messing all this up for earth’s gentle 2012.

“A church without walls”, as one of ranch hands described Lee’s medicine wheel, is the perfect description.  The energy of the growing crowd was palpable.   Lee personally selected the stones of his medicine wheel from the old Pinewood estate after it had burned.  The stones of that estate have great energy because Pinewood’s owner would buy slaves and then set them free on these lands!  Lands where also a great Native American people had ruled in total freedom before the white man came along and poisoned the tribes with their fire water.

Yes, I sensed the Native American spirits wanted this addiction meditation to work.  I sensed also the spirit of Kokopelli leading his people in this mighty task for earth many times on this trip.  He was showing up in pranks.  Kokopelli is part trickster spirit after all.  I had almost named my film company for him eight years ago when I moved to Hollywood before chickening out.  Maybe when I am done with all this 2012 stuff and can get back to making movies I will name a new film Kokopelli Films in his honor.  Yeah.

Lee’s medicine wheel for this DreamShield meditation to free earth of addiction by 2012 was therefore a perfect choice.  More perfect than I knew at the time of my vision, complete with diagrams of how to shape and work the group that came to me in dreams months ahead of time.

Lee McCormick walked the medicine wheel while Sarah Wellborn placed crystals from Mt. Shasta on the stones.

The group grew as trucks made their way through the muddy field loaded with cargoes of excited people.  People who felt so empowered  for the work by Lee’s great day of events leading to this that I could feel their passion for today’s work from a mile off.  I mean that literally, a mile off.  Putting my inner cynic aside, I can sense amazing stuff ever since Italy, where my DNA got activated and my life got turned upside down.

Here at Lee’s wheel, I realized the angels — or ETs who guide this strange and wonder filled work from a cloud or spaceship or my own overactive brain — had picked this sacred spot for this DreamShield meditation, as much for it’s location on the earth’s chakrah system for the amazing Tennessee folks who were now showing up in droves.  Numbers of people I’d not expected in such a remote location 40 miles from Nashville in the middle of Lee’s cattle ranch that doubles as one of America’s leading recovery centers.  Such is Lee’s respectability in the amazing Conscious Nashville group he has helped foster.

I made sure I had pals Sarah Larsen and Bradley Quick beside me as I was still feeling weak from the funeral and nearly 3 months of non-stop DreamSheild planetary meditations without any real budget.  I was running a global project from modest social media fees via my BuzzBroz company.  It had all seemed so simple after Italy.  Have a 10.10.10 global celebration and then go back to my normal life.  That was 26 planetary meditations ago…

So I was exhausted for the big one.  The meditation that meant more to me personally than any other.  I had not evolved much,  I had simply become a spiritual-aholic instead of a work-aholic.  Yeah, this meditation was needed for me personally.  I’d missed most of my kids’ childhoods working to be Chicago’s number 1 commercial real estate broker.  Nothing was ever enough.

VISIONS AT THE WHEEL

What energized me was Lee’s advice to me and the crowd, shouting over the stiff cold wind, “We gather today for a noble cause.  Our reality is what we choose to make it in this world.  And we choose to believe there can be an end to addiction on this world.  It’s time.  And the cool thing is we don’t have to believe in this work for it TO work.  We just have to show up and express our intent.  Feel it with our heart and soul.  In our bones.”

With that Lee turned it over to me.  “This is Ken Sheetz of DreamShield who will conduct this planetary meditation.  He sees things.”

Smiling at Lee’s perfect intro, I went with the flow and got the crowd laughing saying, “Think of me Larry David of the spirit world.  I don’t know how or why the angels chose me in Italy for this work… when I don’t believe in them half the time.  But Lee is right.  Somehow the job gets done anyways when I just show up where they tell me to go.  I’m happy the angels let me see what they are doing, despite my lack of 100% faith in what they let me somehow see.” Excited relief spread through the gathering as I added, “And don’t feel bad if you don’t see what I see or see nothing at all in this meditation.  You might even count yourself lucky you see nothing all this angels stuff has turned my life upside down.”

Later a meditation guest would thank me for “keeping it real.”

I passed the mediation ball to Dr. Sarah Larsen to open this meditation with her beautiful OMs.  She picked 13 OMs as the number to get the group into an energized connected space.  As Sarah OMed, the magic in my mind began to happen once again.  I saw, eyes closed, hundreds if not thousands of earth angels watching us 60 souls gathered to form the intent to rid the world of addiction.

My voice cracked as I told the crowd what I was seeing.  You see dear reader, I’d thought my visions were somehow at an end but here they were a host of angels ready to protect us and amplify our energy as we set the intention to end earth’s addiction at Lee’s medicine wheel!

This art piece by Gore Dustave is very close to what I saw.  I opened my eyes and shared my relief and excitement with the group.  “These are not like the angels I saw in Italy.  The are human formed, earth angels.”  I felt proud these were not the wonderful, if scary, ET angels from Italy working this meditation with us.  These were are kindred earth angels curing the earth of addictions.

I closed my eyes again and for the first time with such a large group and shared vision as they came into my head.  About my head for a bit.  I feel it’s overly large and that I’d easily weigh in under 200 pounds with a more normal sized head.  But I digress. Back to Lee’s medicine wheel…

I told the crowd, “I see a golden tumbler that holds the DNA code in this earth chakra beneath the medicine wheel.  We are going to unlock this tumbler of gold.  Gold that represents, according to some ET experts, humanity’s enslavement from the time we were genetically engineered from apes to mine this world of gold.  And it’s this ET engineered drive to never have enough that lies at the heart of all our addiction here on earth.  The time has time for us as a species to rise above our enslavement.  Let the ancient aliens have their gold we want to be free!”

Note: All this is as close as I can recall my words or anyone’s at the wheel.  I don’t have a camera crew at this stage of this underfunded and over ambitious gentle 2012 project.  So I may have inadvertently made myself sound better than real life in this blog.  Such is the benefit of not having a camera crew.

I then led the group in a meditation chant while we visualized a golden triangle forming within the black hole that lies within each of us as follows:

“Happy.  Healthy.  And whole!” Four times we repeated this simple triangular mantra together.  Success.  I saw another tumbler in the earth unlock like a telescope of gold that extended to the earth’s core.  It fed us an enormous energy surge I could feel in the mud as I held out my hands.

An angel whispered to me at the wheel, “You will become a new species of homo sapiens.  One that will care for each other and this world as equals in ways you cannot even imagine.”

My head was happily spinning in this deep waking dream of healing for earth in the mud at the wheel. This was going far better than I had possibly hoped.  I introduced Sarah Wellborn of the west coast spiritual mecca Mt. Shasta.  This other Sarah, many Sarah’s have appeared in this work as their name means “Light of God”, had earlier told me she had some very special songs she wanted to share at the wheel.  I saw at this moment that her songs were sonic codes to unlock the golden DNA tumbler in the earth’s chakrah.

As a former builder, a man of schedules and budgets who built Oprah’s Harpo studios, I often wonder why the angels don’t give me more clear plans ahead of time.  But I went with the divine guidance flow and turned things over to Sarah Wellborn.

The group and I chanted along with Sarah Wellborn’s very beautiful and other worldly sounding singing, singing that I hope to God Lee’s videographer captured for history and I was too busy running a mediation to film.  Just as I was fussing about this to myself in my hyper mind I saw the Virgin Mary in glory, radiating healing energy down upon us from a cloud above.  You heard me.  The Virgin Mary.

UFO expert Renato had told us in his lecture before the DreamShield that ETs, looking not to shock us, would appear to one race as say Shiva, or Muhamed or as the Virgin Mary depending on  your cultural heritage.  I wonder now as I write if this was what was going on here at Lee’s amazing medicine wheel.  You see I am not religious.  So I’d be about the last guy you’d expect to see angels, let alone the mother of Christ.

Note: This is not the the best photo of what I saw of the Virgin Mary, unlike the fairly accurate angels one depicted above in the blog.  This Virgin Mary was more classic in my vision and radiant in all directions not just her hands.  Without a CG artist I can’t describe the majesty of the parting clouds that Mary appeared to me from.  Sigh.  This is hard on me as filmmaker as I want to truly share all this amazing stuff with you fully.  I guess in the hopes you might believe me more.   That’s silly I know.  The best books do not come with pictures.

It’s taken me days to get the nerve up to write of this because it all sounds so crazy.  I keep thinking the men in white jackets are coming for me when, as Lee said, I “see things.”  Well, at least I am getting faster at accepting these amazing visions.  It took me three months to get up my nerve to report on the angels in Italy.

Yes, dear reader.  This blog is the first I am sharing of the Virgin Mary vision.  The goddess as the light workers see her, the divine feminine was with us.

I relaxed into Sarah’s beautiful song deeper.  She invited us all to join her in our own tones.  We sounded alien.  A bit like the choir from 2001, only prettier. That damn song annoys me after a while.  Sarah’s song was beautiful, but 2001-like-ape scene is how it felt.  We were like the apes ready to evolved when we unlocked the golden DNA tumbler in the earth here 40 miles west of Nashville.  Lee had explained to me our DreamShield team earlier that day that the earth on this part of the globe holds huge limestone deposits and is naturally one of the purest points on the planet for what we were doing.

I held forth my trembling hands and grabbed hold of the golden tumbler I could see in my mind’s eye.  With each of Sarah’s new combination tunes and chants I turned the giant golden lock within the earth.  Gone was the scared, little Ken, I was fully my higher self working with the spirits of angels, Indains, cowboys, the Virgin Mary, ETs an my new Nashville and old LA friends.  I smiled at Sarah Larsen and Bradley Quick who had somehow moved, without my directing them, into the triangular pattern you see in this diagram that came to me in a dream last fall.

Suddenly I saw my father having a Guiness in bar in heaven.  He downed half a glass and with a pleased look of satisfaction said, “Enough.”

Then Dad smiles at me as he pushed away from the heavenly bar.  I shouted this vision to the group and asked if anyone else was seeing visions or feeling something.  A young man shouted, “I see a new golden leaf!”

“Yes!”  I shouted back like an excited kid.  “New growth for the Golden Age that dawns here today!  I see the DNA beginning to shift!”

Sarah Wellborn’s amazing song of alien sounding stopped.  She paused and said, “This next one is very playful.  It’s for the elementals.” Her song for the elementals that followed was so playful and joyous that it kept me from getting to serious over my Dad’s Guinness appearance at the wheel. Not at the wheel but in a dream the next morning I would see these brown muddy fields we stood filled with grass of a green spring and thousands of white elementals dancing about Lee’s medicine wheel.  The playful white creatures looked a like the elementals in SPIRITED AWAY, only not so weird.

The shift was on, as singer Shawn Gallaway had sung the night before at the Lee’s Conscious Music before a packed crowd of 300.

Later I’d tell my middle brother only the part of my vision of Dad pushing away after half a Guinness, who before the trip to Nashville had expressed complete disbelief in this DreamShield meditation’s ability to heal earth’s addiction.  My brother, who been an even bigger cynic than me about this addiction meditation, was touched and said, “Yeah, Pops never left a drink half-finished beer in his life.”

It’s my deepest wish and desire that we accomplished the mission of freedom for the earth from all addiction.  But for me and my family the vision of Dad in heaven satisfied with his half Guiness means more to me than all my visions since May in 2010 put together.  Sorry, Virgin Mary and host of angels.  I’m just being honest here while thanking you for all your blessings and help.

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