Category : Message From Heather

Hello Rosa,

Meachelle received the beautiful gifts and offerings. She was overwhelmed, especially because she will be retiring this summer. She puts her yarn supplies to good use, and is like a squirrel with the financial support. She says she hopes that you are blessed beyond all the ways that she can say thank you, because she can not say it enough times. It would have been Red Elk’s 76 birthday on June 18, 2019 and every time something likes this happens she feels very connected to his work on this earth and how it has supported her long after his passing. Red Elk wasn’t traditional, so there is nothing but the love of folks like you that create this security for her.

I am most grateful too…it shows me to keep sending messages of his teachings, and to keep the work going AM & PM as he requested. Much love and safe journeys. May you see all of the beauty in the world and enjoy your moments, every step of the way!

Thank you from Meachelle, family and me! Red Elk too!

Heather

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Heather’s Journey

Dear Red Elk,
Thank you for giving me the time to come see you Feb 9.  I told you I had some
questions for you.  The questions come from a period in my life where I had
contact.  I am giving you a copy of the letter I wrote Art Bell last year.
This should give you an idea of what I am searching for.  An answer?  An
affirmation?  I don’t really know.  I just know that I need your wisdom.
Thanks for being there,
Heather
P.S.  Did you get the second scarf yet?
Art,
Sometimes, when I’ve had a cocktail, I want to call
you on the air and tell you this.  I admidt I have
tried, but I always get a busy signal.  I am relieved
the next day I didn’t get through.
I want to take you back to my experiences with UFO’s.
I never claimed to see Aliens.  So I want you to
understand that first.
I was traveling by night to go see my grandfather with
my best friend at the time in 1993.  I was taking 8
east through San Diego, somewhat along the boarder of
Mexico through to Tucson.
There are a lot of closed down air force areas there
and scattered nuclear sites.
As we were driving along a big white light appeared
behind us.  We were not looking for anything at all.
We were going on vacation.
This big white light appeared with some yellow ones on
it’s side.  It came up fast behind us, I was driving
my friend looked behind us and freak-ed…it’s huge
she said, it is so big, like three football fields.  I
didn’t look back.  I didn’t ever speed up.  Just drove
cautiously.
We journeyed along and it would appear and disappear
as we came close to cities and then reappear as we
left them.  The ships would hide in the formation of
the stars above. They would play with us.  IT’s the
only way to describe it.
We started taking many trips to the desert just to
play with them.  There were times when as many as 50
would appear in a field, doing amazing tricks, just
appearing was amazing.
We would get out of the car and we would chase after
them, and sometimes they would turn around and chase
after us…we would run back to the car screaming,
like little kids.
A shaman once told me we acted like children and
that’s why they were in contact with us.
They seemed to follow along the route of the train
tracks and sometimes it seemed like information was
being thrust-ed into our heads so fast it was like our
synapses were snapping and we were geniuses.  I
remember once the thought came into my head that they
were digging underground and dropping the dirt on the
train (going a certain speed it wouldn’t notice the
weight) and then taking it off and dumping it
somewhere else.
One night, the moon wasn’t there.  Then it was there
bright as could be.  Then it turned into a cone and
then a cheese shape.  It was like a hologram.  It was
like a port-hole.  I wasn’t sure if it was a test
conducted by the military of holograms in the air or
not.
We were made a promise once (in our heads) that they
would not take us on the ship but show us them in the
daylight.  We were on our way back in rush hour
traffic about to hit the 10 freeway into downtown LA.
Keri (my friend) was all pissed off because we hadn’t
been on board yet.  I said, “Don’t you remember, they
aren’t taking us on board, they are showing us them
during the day.”  She said, “Yeah, well they didn’t do
that either.”
All of a sudden behind us in rush hour traffic a
silver ship appeared () like that but horizontal.  It
had many little strands of silver that made it up.  I
said, LOOK!  She looked and said “I missed it!”  I
looked to her driving at the time and there it was on
the side of her I said “There!” and she looked….as
it left us it disapated from the bottom up, now
looking like () this but slightly angled.
We kept saying, “This has to be on the radio! Everyone
had to have seen it!”  As we approached Hollywood
boulevard or Melrose Blvd., I can’t remember, we saw
the disc circling above us.  We heard screams and
yells on the streets and we said, “Finally people see
it! They really see it!”
When we got there, it was a gay pride parade.
It later circled around our golf course (this is when
I lived in Hancock park) up in the air.  We saw light
forms in the trees and huge spiders we have never seen
came down in 3’s as if to warn us.
Anytime we talked against them they would disappear on
our travels.  One time when I was looking at this huge
craft with a little one attached I was scared they
were going to abduct us.  I wrote a note saying if we
disappeared it was them.  Keri got so mad at me
because they disappeared after I wrote the note.  She
made me throw it away and then they came back.  That
was on a trip to Idaho…we went through Vegas….They
were overhead as huge as can be over Vegas!
One night we went out in the field and these little
lights, I call them probes danced all around our car
and hands.  If anything was making the crop circles, I
always believed it was them.  Some sort of
communication, data retriever, non touchable but solid
light of many red, orange, yellow colors.
Later, our experiences started to darken.  There were
little mechanical things working on what appeared to
be digging and they had lights on them, as if they
used the lights to not bump into each other.  One
night we went off of Side Winder road.  There was a
pyramid of probes and we were going towards it.  We
found ourself to a flat land over a military type
base.  There was these strange plane/ufo’s triangle
type machines that filled up with huge gas pumps that
were glowing liquid inside.  They had three lights,
two went on each side of them and one down the middle.
That was during a time of med-fly spray warnings.  Med
fly my ass! A police officer appeared out of nowhere
and cornered us in.  He talked about these two girls
who were there the week before who disappeared …we
had been there the week before.  Our lives were
basically threatened covertly that we would disappear
and die,(by the hands of Mexicans crossing the
boarder, as he put it).
I went back to the desert two years ago, and nothing.
Just one big white light once.  Bummer.
So we have the technology, I can tell the difference
between a military UFO and a real one.  The military
flies in formation, the real one dances with us.
Heather

This one is tricky!

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Hi Rosa,

I was out of the country but when I got home I received a message from Meachelle and she was so overwhelmed with your generosity she wanted to make sure I got another message on the post about your support to her. I have so much to share, and will when I get a chance to talk to Meachelle. Thank you so much. I will return with more information soon.

Heather

Thank You Rosa

Dear Rosa,

Meachelle called me to tell me how thankful she was for your donations after you sold your home. She was shocked and grateful. She has been out of work due to a fall and then a dizzy spell. Your generosity seemed to arrive in a timely manner. Of course, it helps us all to know we are all looked after. Meachelle wanted to send you a card but since she doesn’t know where to send it, she asked me to post on the blog hoping you will see this and have a place to comment. I can keep the comment private or write you back.

I really appreciate your long term support of Meachelle and Red Elk’s family. It is amazing and we are all grateful.

Heather

Heather here….

One of my greatest adventures with Red Elk was in 2003, when he took me on an amazing journey to meet his friend Fawn Journey Hawk. I can’t go into the details of what we were doing, but I assure you, it was a learning experience for me, a time in my life I will never forget, and when I realized….Red Elk was the real deal.

I/We have been reaching out to make sure that notice of Red Elk’s passing has been shared. Thanks to Coast to Coast AM, their announcement made it on their website, facebook and radio show reaching  millions of people.

Sometimes it takes awhile to reach a medicine woman who isn’t using modern communication devices, but alas she has been in contact with me now and wrote this. I asked her permission to read it at the memorial service for Red Elk on September 26, 2015. I am publishing now because I believe some people need to hear this. It’s for your heart. Just one of the many messages I’m receiving and will share soon.

Also, regarding Fawn. She is moving her medicine camp and if someone could message me if they have a place that would be suitable for her camp, she will open her tipi for teachings and healings.

 

Red Elk Gone

A void on the Medicine Path

Yet still a vivid memory and dreams of times past.

 

He danced with the Wounded Medicine Stones

And dared to defy Grandmother Owl

Red Elk laughed at the darkness

And trespassed in the Underworld

 

The path he followed was his own

And like the Wolf, mated for life.

He carried the inner-conflict of a “breed”

And used it to build a bridge.

 

But most of all he was human

 

“I brought you five pounds of the

Best fudge in the world,” he said

As he handed me the box,

I looked inside-

One piece left,

“but I ate some on the way home.”

 

“Red Elk, I’ll cook dinner tonight,

What would you like?”

“Baked apples”

Well, I asked so we had baked apples.

That old Indian loved sugar.

 

Now he’s but a whisper in this dimension.

A whisper that remains as a memory and continues

To walk beside his woman

And look after his loved ones.

A whisper that says, “I’m still here.” “

Sky’s first dilemma answered

Sky came tonight with a question.

He told me how he had found Grandfather’s Medicine Bag that he wears around his neck. He asked if it should be put with his ashes, or burned with his ashes? He said that Canada John said to ask a mutual friend Tim in the community. I wasn’t sure and when we spoke with Adam he said to gift it. While I was doing dishes I had a strong feeling that if Sky was to carry on Red Elk’s work, then he was to keep it for himself to learn to use. Then I wrote to Tim and gave him the 3 choices. He said that Sky should keep it…hiya hiya. I told him that I felt that deep inside too. He said Tapweh. Now I realized, I don’t know what Native American language that is or what it means, and I can’t google it either! He said it is a Cree expression for truth.

I think we are all going to learn a lot on this journey.

Since Red Elk‘s passing I have received 3 messages (just like Red Elk to do it 3 times for me to check…check…check) that his work must continue. I have had numerous correspondences with many of you, I have had someone travel to see me from eastern Canada, and now arriving to stay with us for a week is his grandson Sky. He said he had something to talk to me about. It didn’t take long for me to find out what it is. Red Elk asked him to continue his work and to be available to others when they email and reach out. So what does that mean? I guess we’ll have it all figured out by the end of his stay how to get that request started. Red Elk does still speak. The messages have been amazing, the group (Adam, WS, Canada John, Sky and others) have to figure out our roles here. We’ll keep you posted. 

August 25, 2014 Update

Anthony continued on his travels and visited me (Heather) for almost a week. Even there he found things to do to help us with our move and the kids. He traveled on to visit his sister and will be returning back east in September. He says he will come back to visit us all again, and we all miss him. Red Elk left me a message about how he felt about Anthony that I will transcribe when I have time, but the gist of it is, if everyone behaved the way Anthony did – the world would be a better place for all.

What’s interesting as when one person leaves another one steps up. Now it is Canada John’s turn. Adam called me late last night to tell me that Canada John is ready to help with getting Red Elk’s teachings out and will assist me with this blog. I have just made him an administrator.

I hope for more frequent updates for you all out there.

Thanks,

h