A Travelogue of Miles and Miracles
Missions in Idaho and Washington
by Fran and Meg - July 17-25, 2009
For several weeks Meg had felt a “push” to go to Idaho to see family she had not seen for three years. To go by plane meant a number of stops and plane changes, and someone would need to travel miles to pick her up. Her family has a large irrigated farm near Malta in southeastern Idaho and they were in the midst of harvesting hay. Travel by car was the logical choice.
Meg’s “whammy group” meets every Sunday afternoon with major assignments from the Masters designed to bless the planet and all that live on her, in her, and above her. When she told Ashtar what she wanted to do, he indicated July was the best month to go. So the group established the dates Meg would be gone and she began looking for someone to drive her. Several people wanted to, but could not leave work to do so. She had just hung up the phone with a person who had declined because they could not get off work for that long. As she contemplated what to do next, the telephone rang with what was the first miracle.
That day Fran kept getting the thought to call Meg, and she kept saying to herself, “Why? I don’t have anything pending that I need to speak to her about and I don’t want to monopolize her time, since I know people call constantly for assistance.” But this thought wouldn’t go away, so she picked up the phone and called. Meg said her niece had just told her she couldn’t get away to drive her to Idaho. Meg asked Fran if she would like to take a trip to Idaho with the potential for side trips along the way. As it happened, Fran had been feeling like getting away for a while and said she would, though she wondered if she could handle six days of somebody else’s relatives. But she knew how much Meg wanted to go, so she agreed.
In the next couple of days Fran kept getting the thought of Craters of the Moon National Monument, not even the name, but the image of the place since she had been there once before. She couldn’t remember where it was so she mentioned it to Meg, who knew immediately that it was Craters of the Moon and that it was not far from her family’s place in Idaho. Well, Fran’s interest perked up with the possibility of an interesting side trip. At some point Fran said, “ I think we’re supposed to go there. It’s an interesting place with lava tubes that you can hike into if you want, although I’ve never been in any of them.” This was miracle number two.
That’s when Meg got the information that there were dark energies stationed in the lava tubes that needed to be cleaned out. So she checked with her guidance and heard, yes, we were to go there. Meg knew about what she calls the “junior handlers” who were the Illuminati minions who kept the programs going for individuals. The senior handlers had already been cleared in the “whammy group” and on Meg’s following teleconference, so these “junior handlers” were without direction and knew only to repeat the programs endlessly. This was miracle number three.
Because of all the excitement about the energies coming in with the July 22nd solar eclipse, Fran realized that was probably the best day to go to Craters for the clearing. Without knowing this, Meg later asked when we should be there and heard Wednesday, July 22nd which happened to be the date in Asia when the long solar eclipse was to occur. (It was actually July 21st on this side of the world. We figured that doing it on the 22nd here was a way of attuning to that exact time of the eclipse in no-time.) We knew the A-Team (Mark Huber, Beth, Kauila and others) had big operations planned before, during and after this eclipse, so it made sense that what we were to do somehow contributed to all of it. We had thought we were vacationing, but it was now obvious that we were on a mission as well, and Meg knew what we were to do there, thus miracle number four.
So on Friday, July 17th we left Centralia, Washington around 9:00am after gassing up and purchasing a cell phone for the trip. Throughout the day we were getting telepathic or symbolic messages as we drove along with our music playing. We kept seeing triple or quadruple numbers on the mileage meter and the digital clock, like 333 and 222. We also passed 3 deer by the side of the road. In addition, we were both getting telepathic messages confirming that we were to be on a mission under the guidance of Sekhmet, Ashtar, Sananda and KOS at the Craters of the Moon. The miracles were becoming so numerous and normal that we stopped counting.
The temperature at Ontario, Oregon where we stopped the first night was 102 degrees, so we were very grateful for the excellent air conditioning at the motel. Meg had put a heat shield around the car as we drove which really helped keep the car cool without overheating. As Fran was reading emails at the motel, she read Jimmy Carter’s message on his resignation from the Southern Baptist Convention due to their renewal of their beliefs in the original sin and the subjugation of women to men. As she read to Meg his long discussion of the mistreatment and degradation of women, this triggered Meg’s thought of all the harm that dogma has done over the centuries. She exclaimed, “We need a dogma buster!” This thought led to her later formulation of the procedure which she used at Craters of the Moon and since – another major miracle.
As we traveled next day crossing the Snake River into Idaho on interstate 84 east of Mountain Home, Idaho, Meg suggested we take a side road along the Thousand Springs scenic route where you see the springs coming out of the cliffs. The decision to do this took us into Hagerman valley and town where a Fossil Beds National Monument visitor’s center showed a film on the archeological history of the Snake River Valley going back 3 1/2 million years they reported. We saw fossils remains of an early horse, saber tooth tiger and others exhibited. These fossils had been buried in lava which we saw everywhere we went. So this was tying into the mission of clearing the lava beds there as well as worldwide, going back millions of years.
All of this brought to mind talk of Yellowstone and potential eruption activity there. I was hoping for a nice pictorial summary of this eruption and lava flow that we were observing all along the way. So of course, after we arrived at Meg’s family’s farm in Malta, Idaho where we were welcomed warmly, it happened that Fran noticed their new National Geographic issue had an entire article with a fold-out map of the Snake River plain laying out the ancient eruptions from 12 million years ago up to the present potential at Yellowstone, all in line from west to northeast in the Snake River valley. Now that’s a miracle!
We stayed on the farm Sunday and Monday, visiting and celebrating family and resting up and getting more messages from our guides. We initiated a telephone call to Susan, angling for information from Ashtar about this mission and she got simply an image of a sunrise ceremony at the Craters of the Moon and interpreted it meant we were to do it the. Not knowing whether we could manage that, we decided to leave earlier than planned to scout things out. So we left early afternoon on Tuesday, July 21st thinking we would stay in Blackfoot and drive out to the Craters before sunrise.
Since we had plenty of daylight, we drove right on through Blackfoot and out to Arco, the closest town with any accommodations to the park. We could see there were motels there so we kept on going to the park 18 miles away. There were numerous cloudships around as we drove. Once at the park we drove all through looking for the best spots for a sunrise ceremony and found two that we determined were facing east. Fortunately, the road around the park is open 24 hours so we purchased an entry ticket for the week for a small fee even though no one was there to check it the next morning.
Having assured ourselves we could easily go out for the sunrise ceremony, we secured a motel which had wifi and had dinner at the local RV park café. The next morning, Wednesday, July 22nd, we were on our way at 5:30am, having checked with the US Naval Observatory online that sunrise locally would be at 6:08am. We arrived at our first selected spot with no one else around and pulled out our folding chairs to begin the ceremony. Fran had the camera while Meg spoke the ceremony into a recorder. The spot was perfect. It was on higher ground overlooking the valley directly facing the sun as it rose. The weather in the morning was clear and pleasantly cool after sweltering days on the road. We include some excerpts of the ceremony to give you the flavor.
“…There’s a sense of real reverence. Mother Sekhmet has already begun her clean-up of the residues of the handlers that have been trapped while they were assigned to be in place for some calamity that the Illuminati had planned. They were frozen there, because they couldn’t leave until the command was given. They’re in the lava tubes here and different places all over the Earth, where they are assigned to be underground, maybe in lava formations, or other kinds of rock formations.
“And Sekhmet has had Her team; they’ve spotted them, and they’re removing them right now. Also, all of the I AM Presences have spotted the, what we’d call the junior handlers, who also got caught in this, when the main Illuminati were removed from the Planet, and A-Team removed the programs and the laboratories that were connected to the programs…
“OK, so all of the teams are dispersed doing their assignments for today, and we greet the new energy that is here that the Solar Eclipse has brought in. We are so grateful to be here, to be part of this, to have the knowledge, to have the wonder, the appreciation and the Love.
“This land that we are looking at, the Craters of the Moon, is stark in its beauty, but it is a wonder, an evolution of the Earth. And that’s what we are going through is the evolution of our Humanity, moving into higher and higher dimensions, and this is another step upward by participating in what we’re doing today…
“We are grateful for the Love that we feel, and we feel the expanded compassionate heart. And know that you are now capable of hearing and connecting with your illumined mind, because you don’t have that clutter of dogmas. The purity of thought can come in, the purity of who you are, the purity of who we are, the purity of our connections to other Planets, to other Universes, to other Galaxies, and they are watching us.
“They are so pleased with what we are doing. Close your eyes for a moment and breathe deeply. Feel the new, loving space that’s in you. Feel the harmony and the balance and the wonder, and know that your mission is coming more and more clear to you, that you who have been caught in this web of repeated programming, that your healing will happen very quickly, and you will know everything you need to know. You will have all of the maturity you need.
“We bless you with this, and the Angels bless you, the Ascended Masters, the Lady Masters, the Galactic Brothers and Sisters. Their singing is getting well into every cell of your body. If you close your eyes you can see the Sun, you can see it, and be with it…” (for full ceremony)
On the way back to Malta, Idaho we agreed that we had completed the assignment. We made plans to leave for home the next day, Thursday, July 23rd. As we stopped that night at the motel in Meridian, Idaho, Fran was studying the map for possible interesting side trips on the way home. She had not seen the volcano Mount St. Helens and noticed the visitor’s center was just off I-5.
Along the way, Meg checked and realized it was another assignment and was told by the god/goddess of the mountain what to do to heal the mountain and people involved, including the guy with two hats, posing as a protector of the mountain who instead, gave the signal to blow it up according to the Illuminati plan. Not knowing about the 47 mile drive into the mountain viewpoint, we planned only to stop at the visitor’s center for the ceremony. Serendipitously, we were delayed an hour in Portland rush hour on the freeway, so arrived just after the visitor’s center closed. The friendly park ranger leaving for the night told us we could drive 47 miles to an overlook into the crater.
Since we still had daylight for a two-hour roundtrip drive, we grabbed a snack and took off. The drive is impressive for its nine bridges over huge mountain ravines with spectacular views of new forest growth everywhere. Seven of these bridges were obviously newly built for the National Park. At the last 7 miles the road started downhill and it was getting late, so we stopped at the side of the road with a great view of the crater and the ash flow in the valley and did our ceremony. When we parked and sat in our folding chairs to begin, we were both almost knocked over with the power of the love coming from the mountain and the beings assembled for the clearing. We include some excerpts from this:
“Beloved God, Goddess of the Mountain, we are here to greet you, to honor you! Wow!
Fran: “We’re truly overcome with some kind of energy.”
“They’re honoring us, loving us. We are here to do some clearings, and some Q-tipping as instructed by those who guide us, our Holy Spirits, our mighty I AM Presence, the Angels that travel with us all the time, our Guides, our Guardians, and now our Twin Flame.
“We are going to do some clearing to begin with. You have quite an entourage around you today. I won’t even begin to name all of them, but I’m going to call on some of them. I know that Ashtar is here and the ships are here. I know that our Beloved Brothers and Sisters in the Higher Dimensions are here with us, and our friends of the “whammy group” are here in Spirit also.
“The first thing we're going to do is ask you, Djwal Khul and Vywamus, you’re here, yes, come forth and clear, consume all the fear that was created in this area from this eruption, from this man-made calamity. Clear all the fear and consume it, transfuse it, transmute it to Love, and send it into this beautiful mountain. Bless them with Love.
“We know that part of those who are gathered here are the spirits of those who died because of this, whether they were buried by the lava, drowned, or got some kind of a disease from breathing the debris from the volcano, they are here to honor you, to honor themselves, to once again connect as family. Mother Sekhmet, we’re so grateful that you are here with us, directing us, and guiding us…” (for full healing ceremony)
As we completed this final mission of the week and made the hour drive out of the park in the waning daylight, we didn’t have the energy or inclination to go home just yet, so we stopped at a motel for the night. A hearty breakfast the next morning July 25th before the last few miles to our respective homes brought completion to this very eventful journey of many miles and many miracles, and as they say, to be continued..
