On October 2nd 2020 at 9:00 AM. A massive firestorm that had already raced through over a hundred thousand acres in 75 mph winds was roaring toward the Rincon Valley neighborhood in Santa Rosa. where my home and business are located.
And roaring into the beautiful 5000 acre Annadell Trione park, my spiritual home for most of the last 40 years.
With winds exceeding 70 mph and the landscape registering the lowest moisture levels EVER RECORDED, this firestorm raged into the Skyhawk neighborhood when ...
The wind and fire suddenly stopped.
Suddenly all over a vast fire front across miles of frontier and with no time for outnumbered fire crews to maneuver... The flames were just put out. One side of Rincon Valley was almost completely scorched in massive crown fires. The other side peppered like a jaguars spots with small very intense fires …. Suddenly reduced to a controlled grass fire rising only a few delicate inches. Annadell park and my Rincon Valley neighborhood were saved.
The Santa Rosa press described this as a minor miracle.
I disagree. Those 40 minutes where when I danced with the angels and flew with them into the heart of the fire. And stopped it with them. Knowing from experience what happens when a super heated firestorm hits a dense urban development like the former Coffee park neighborhood of my city. I call it a major miracle. This is the story of how that miracle was accomplished. At least what little I know. I was there. But I wasn't the boss.
The boss was my Guardian Angel and source of the Alchemical process ... And about 50 of her friends.
But first let me make this clear:
Yes I am a wizard. And I run a wizard school. Carefully disguised as a hypnosis training academy.
But I was not the confident Sorcerer striding into combat.
I was terrified. As my phone screamed evacuate and I saw the smoke and flames beginning to engulf my entire neighborhood, I was afraid. And I have been a weather worker 50 years but never faced such terrible danger.
I had to learn a host of new skills. And I didn't have much time to practice. Fortunately my angels were patient and loving, as always. And powerful.
There are many of you who chose not to believe in these powers I am describing.
Please just scroll on. I have no desire to upset the belief systems of a muggle. But if you decide to leave a snide accusatory comment, I WILL turn you into a TOAD with my cosmic wizard powers.
Oh wait. My angels are reminding me that THEY are the ones with the powers and they won't let me! Darn, they always spoil my fun.
…But I will make ugly remarks about you on Facebook. For sure.
It began at 9:00 am on a Monday. October 2. The day after my 70th birthday. I was awakened by smoke and howling winds. Then my cell phone started screaming at me in the form of a loud siren and flashing these words: "FIRESTORM APPOACHING - EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY"
As I prepared to leave, I was wondering what would happen to my house. My office. Everything right across from the wooded park threatened with flames. Michaela, my guardian angel touched my arm and said:
"If you leave now all will be destroyed. Come with us. We need you to stop it now. You need to run to the shore of Lake Ralphine. We'll tell you what to do."
So I ran across the street in the flowing smoke. I saw a notice that the fire was about 2 miles away, about 15 minutes.
When I reached the lake at the Cypress Grove picnic area. ( 400 yards into the woods) I was instructed to extend my energy wings and dance. My guides took waves of energy flowing through me and I saw them with my third eye using these waves to cool and soften the dozens of small fires all around the park and valley area. Then to my horror they lit up several houses on Skyhawk Drive like huge torches. The houses burned as if soaked in gasoline. The angels told me that setting up these spiraling fire vortexes was the only way to stop the horrific Chinook like winds coming from the high peaks of the Mayacamas mountains.
But we stopped the winds. The fire line was drawn down the middle of Sky Hawk drive by a supernatural force. That's the perspective of the fire fighters, who could otherwise have never made headway against ultra dry hot winds turning every tree and house into a "massive blowtorch". (That was the subsequent description in the news. There was also considerable confusion among firefighters as to why several houses on the street were so badly "torched". I knew.)
I danced for 40 minutes. During my dance I saw ground squirrels and river otters swirling at my feet. Yes. Real animals. I've had a close relationship with Lake Ralphine's small family of river otters for years. But this time they were swirling around my feet so close I nearly stumbled on their lithe black bodies. Were they terrified? Or just grateful for my service to their world? I'll never know. My own terror covered everything.
I was utterly exhausted after fighting winds, thick smoke, and embers falling all around me in the crazy heat for 40 minutes. Finally my phone stopped screaming. The winds had died back completely. A bit of sun began to come through the smoke.
I was told that we were successful. I could go home and rest.
By the time I had walked to my living room, I was too tired even to turn on the news. I just knew my phone wasn't screaming and the smoke was thinning. I sat on the couch and slept sitting up and fully dressed for 4 hours. When I awoke I knew how real fire fighters feel. I had heard of them sleeping in full gear on a mountainside covered with ash. I got it.
Days later I was able to get back in to the park. It was terrifying to see how close it had gotten to near complete destruction. There was almost no sign of fire fighters having even been in the park at all. Thank God they were elsewhere. Rescuing homes, wineries, stores.
Spot fire after spot fire gone. The forest safe.
My angels took care of my park. And with the help of those horribly outnumbered brave earth angels … Those fire crews … We saved My home. My Alchemy Institute.
So what do we do with the knowledge we acquired from this tale of power...and powerlessness?
Now firestorms are becoming a part of California's regular weather cycles. Yet another fall color for the brochures. The cities on our shores are becoming inundated by massive hurricanes, floods, heat waves, and tornados.
This is the consequences of our greedy oil addiction.
I wonder if it might be quite useful to train squads of Angel workers like me to protect our cities and towns. I was involved in Similar "miracles" in the last four years of growing firestorms when we saved Healdsburg, Larkfield, Windsor, and Shiloh towns from complete devastation in much the same way. In the press the firefighters all acknowledged some miraculous intervention had occurred. And yes, I recognized a number of other human helpers on those fire lines.
One client near Santa Rosa put it like this: " The Back side of the fence was roasted with everything else behind it. The yard and house were untouched. We wondered how. "
I laughed because I remembered that particular corner when we flew over it in 2019 fire control. As my angels flew with me over miles of landscape. Year after year. We have danced and saved city after city.
But I wonder if it might be prudent to take action to stop greenhouse gas emissions. Build out of fireproof materials. Stop choking our world in plastic.
Because even my angels are running out of patience. Please Muggle America, WAKE UP.
I write this article to remind all of us that mother earth is ALIVE. And while we are not murdering Her, we are polluting ourselves right off this planet. Along with millions of species that are not responsible for this devastation.
If we decide as a society to work in harmony with the angels of earth and heaven we may be able to save ourselves and our ecosystem.
That's why wizards, healers, and spiritual teachers must rise up. We must do all in our power to awaken the sleeping multitudes before mother...Regretfully...Destroys her first experiment in mechanically inclined intelligent life.
We must counter, with articulate science, those "Christian" (and other) leaders who are leading this country with cynicism, greed, and hatred into a Hellfire which is ... Already arriving. While robbing us blind they are discrediting all that angels and guides stand for at time when we need them most.
I stand with my friend Jesus and thousands of others to beg America and the world.
Wake up. And learn to work with the spirit world before it's too late.
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