Posts tagged ‘The “Evil” one’

February 5, 2017

The Annual Ceremony Commemorating the “Big Event”


A sample of a Native American "Medicine Wheel", and its symbology

A sample of a Native American “Medicine Wheel”, and its symbology

It didn’t dawn on me until a couple of days after my latest post about the arrangement of laundry on the bed, that it was probably a ceremonial event. If you have read this blog from the beginning, then you know that most of the first 3 years of it (2010 -2013) were leading up to an event that occurred in January of 2013. And then in subsequent January’s after that event, there was usually some kind of ‘acknowledgement’ of that event, in the form of a celebration or ceremony. I am learning that ceremony was critical and essential to the Native American way of life.
So since we believe that the key event happened on January 3, 2013 or thereabouts, I should not have been surprised that on January 6th of THIS year, 2017, there was a visit from Nuttah and that she left a sign. I think the clothing on the bed the night we came home on Jan. 6 was a symbol; the ‘Healing Circle’, ‘Ceremonial Circle’ or the ‘Medicine Wheel’. Is it too much of a stretch that I think the clothing arrangement has the ring (so to speak) of a Medicine Wheel? I don’t know, maybe so, but I think no coincidence.

The rotated and manipulated (more or less flattened) picture of the laundry arranged on the bed

A 'live" version of a healing circle or medicine wheel. Was the clothing on the bed supposed to indicate one?

A ‘live” version of a healing circle or medicine wheel. Was the clothing on the bed supposed to indicate one?  From the site: http://mesacreativearts.com/html/medicinewheel.html

Here is a little bit of the history starting with this post from Christmas Day of 2012:

https://whosetimeisit.wordpress.com/2012/12/26/dreams-and-strategy/

Then shortly after the strategy post, there was this one called “The Day it Happened”. This was dated 1/3/13:

https://whosetimeisit.wordpress.com/2013/01/04/jan-3-2013-the-day-it-happened/

Here’s an excerpt from that day:

“It has taken me weeks to figure out how to properly portray this scene, because it was easily the most significant, most terrifying and most life-changing of anything that has happened thus far, and that is saying a lot. Suffice it to say, Niko is alive and still with us. Bob returned unscathed as well, thankfully, as it was not lost on me that if Niko might not survive the venture, it was possible Bob might not either. But they are both back. There were only two minor injuries amongst the strategizers; neither was Bob or Niko, it was the two other braves/warriors that were helping them. The one Bob calls the “buddy”, the “evil one”, who is the leader of the Central American marauders was “taken out” as it were.” He is gone. Done. Annihilated.

And here, from January of 2014, a year AFTER the “EVENT”:
https://whosetimeisit.wordpress.com/2014/01/08/a-weekend-of-events/

And then on January 6th of 2016, 1 year ago:
https://whosetimeisit.wordpress.com/2016/01/06/flowers-and-a-visit-in-january/

As a side note, I think the only reason that 2015 is missing, is because that falls in the period of “lost months”, about 18 of them, when I kept track of events, but couldn’t find the time to form them into posts.

Here is a description of the meaning of a Native American “Medicine Wheel”:

2017-01-sacred-number-4“All Medicine Wheels are tools for teaching people about their place in the Universe and their relationship to all things created by the “Sacred Mystery”.
And this quote from https://americanindianshistory.blogspot.com/2014/04/the-sacred-number-four-over-length-and.html” Most of [the] festivals and celebrations had symbolical or direct allusions to the four points of the compass. The ceremony of smoking, without which no treaty could be commenced or ratified, was usually begun by the chief of the tribe exhaling tobacco-smoke toward the four quarters of the earth. Among some tribes other points were also recognized, as, for example, one in the sky and one in the earth. All these points had their symbolical colours, and were presided over by various animal or other divinities. Thus the Apaches took black for the east, white for the south, yellow for the west, and blue for the north, the Cherokees red, white, black, and blue for the same points, and the Navahos white, blue, yellow, and black, with white and black for the lower regions and blue for the upper or ethereal world.

And then this quote from the same site where I got that picture of the stone Medicine Wheel above:

What is a Medicine Wheel?
“Forms of ceremonial circles exist all around the world, from the great stone circles of Europe to Hindu mandalas.  A Medicine Wheel is an ancient form of ceremonial circle used by Native Americans for teaching, meditation, prayer, healing, and celebration.  Just as stained glass windows and mosaics in ancient Christian cathedrals were used to teach Bible stories to people who could not read, so too were Medicine Wheels used to instruct The People.  From stories and oral history associated with the quadrants and individual stones of The Wheel, they learned about their relationship with Nature and the Spirit World, the cycles of life, connection to their past, and the interconnectedness of all things.  They were also used as gathering places for ceremony and celebration and acted as connection points to contact the unseen world of the “Grandfathers” or Spirit Beings.    In that respect, a Medicine Wheel also functions as an altar.  In her book about altars, Beautiful Necessities, author Kay Turner writes, “Altars mark the potential for communication and exchange between different but necessarily connected worlds, the Human and the Divine.  They make visible that which is invisible and bring near that which is far away.”  Wheels were designed to meet the needs and beliefs of those who created them and are still used today.”

And here is an assortment of ‘wheels’ that involve the turtle:

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November 27, 2016

More on the Fish Tank, and I play around with Photoshop filters


I took the original phone-camera picture that Bob took of the fish tank into Photoshop. I played around with a number of filters, effects, and “image-adjusting” tools. I think the best result below is the one called “sepia” but I already forget how I arrived at that. I wish I’d recorded my steps, because I’m not sure that I can duplicate it.

Anyway, the point was, I wanted to see if it revealed anything that we may have not discovered in the original picture. So far, the interpretation hasn’t changed. Although, son, Stewie says that he sees 4 people. Today he is here, and he pointed out where he sees the 3rd and 4th. I do see what Stewie means by the 3rd, but I’m not seeing 4. He says they look like 2 children. I guess it is possible that it’s kind of a “family grouping”, in that the ‘parents’ are behind the children, holding the children in front of them. Well, at best that is a stretch. I’ve posted the variations below. You are, of course, welcome to come to your own conclusions. Just remember, we have in the past reported on things we thought were the ‘overlap’ family in the house with us. Bob has had many experiences with this. Just a family living here but in a different ‘dimension’, parallel time-line, or just “other”.

This is the cropped only, unretouched image

This is the cropped only, unretouched image

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With the Photoshop “Film Grain” filter applied

Photoshop filter "Grain"

Photoshop filter “Grain”

Photoshop "Halftone" filter

Photoshop “Halftone” filter

Photoshop "inverted" filter

Photoshop “inverted” filter

With "Sepia-tone" applied

With “Sepia-tone” applied

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These pictures you can click for a larger version

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In this picture, I circled the ‘boy’ that Stewie thinks is another person in this group. He says there is a matching one under the ‘woman’s’ face. I can’t see that. Maybe others can. They might be out of scale though, in relation to the size of the larger faces.

November 26, 2016

Some Kind of “Strange Energy” (and it can turn on lights)


Okay, so we all know by now about the “faces in the fish tank“. Still really creeped out by that and no closer to knowing what caused it. My only possible explanation is that it is a reflection from a ghost-like presence in the room. Some have offered their theories: that the larger face, to the left, is a reflection of the man’s face to the right. Plausible because the reflections occur in a corner of the tank, and I can see that the fish also reflect on 2 panels of the tank. I will reenact at some point where they (he) would have to have been in the room to be ‘reflected’ there. Of course, another theory, is that because of who he might be, he is capable of just showing his face anywhere he wants.

2016-11-08-lucy-is-spookedBut there was something that happened a few days later. This might have been maybe Nov. 8 or so. I wish I’d logged the date. It’s possible I have it scrawled somewhere on a sticky. Anyway, Bob reported that he’d been in the bathroom getting ready for bed. Our bathroom is right off the bedroom, and he had the door open into the bedroom, and our little Yorkie Lucy was up there with him. From his stance at the mirror, Bob could see in his peripheral vision that the room behind him was dark, and Lucy had gone in there to wait for him on the bed. All of a sudden, from where he is standing, Bob sees that the lights have come on in the bedroom behind him, and Lucy makes a mad scramble; off the bed, careening into the bathroom out of control so she hits the shower door which forces a turn to the left, still out of control, she slides into and bounces off the toilet, scrambling to get a grip with her feet on the cold, hard, slippery bathroom floor tile. She’s still on the move and careens against the the bathroom wall, ejects to the left as she gets a paw-grip under her, heading to the other bathroom door, which is open into the guest room. She then makes a beeline to get under the bed, cowering and shaking.

Bob goes in the bedroom to see what spooked her; he could not see or feel anything unusual except for the fact that all 3 lights were turned on. 2016-11-08-lucy-is-spooked-cartoon-2Two of these are our individual bedside table lamps, that have those kind of straight on/off switches, and one is a sconce on the wall that is turned on with a ‘wheel’ switch on the cord. How did they all turn on at once? What did Lucy see or perceive? What caused her to freak and go tearing out of there? I don’t think it was just the lights going on, after all, Lucy frequently goes in a room ahead of us and then we’ll turn on a light maybe from a wall switch, or a table lamp. She never blinks an eye at that. She’s currently sitting on the other side of my monitor here, and I guarantee, that if I got up to switch on (or off) a light, she wouldn’t budge. So it wasn’t the lights going on; it was whatever energy did that that spooked her. But WHAT WAS IT??

Bob said he did go around the house and investigate for anything amiss. Of course, as usual, there was nothing. Or at least so we think.

November 13, 2016

Whose Faces are these in the Fish Tank??


Bob does occassionally take pictures of his fish tank. He recently re-set it up again after an old one developed a leak. Then he went out and caught some sunnies from a nearby lake to stock it with. So he was taking a new round of pictures using his cell phone. If he gets a good one, he likes to use it at work as desktop background pictures and also as backgrounds on his phone. I’m sure we have all done this, of a pet, a scene we like, or whatever. So he took a series of pictures and was checking them over for an area to isolate for his wallpaper. It was then that he noticed that in only one of the pictures, something else showed up. Bob zoomed in to the top left of the tank and saw something. And it wasn’t fish. There was this sort of bluish cast in the corner showing up in only one picture.

This was the evening of November 2, 2016 at 6 pm. Bob sent me an email at work with the picture attached. Bob wrote:

“Want to see something eerie? Blow this picture up and look at the left side.”

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Here is the unretouched version. All I’ve done to this picture is adjust the pixel dimensions for uploading to the web.

My email response: “WTF is THAT?? Is the glass maybe picking up some reflection on the TV?? Try another one from another angle. GEEEEEEEEEEEEEzzzzzz”

I continued to ponder over and examine the picture on my screen at work. I wrote this to Bob:

“I see another eye if you look to the left of the corner seam. It’s a different face I think. Do you have the TV on?”

Bob: “Yea, the picture is disturbing, it is vaguely like ‘my buddy’, different, but the eyes are the same.”

Later that evening, I talked to Bob on the phone and he said the TV was not on because he didn’t want any possible reflections in the pictures he was taking. As it is, he got the reflection of the lamp on a table, which is showing up to the right of the bubbles.

If you can’t zoom in on this picture the way I can on my tablet, I’ve enlarged the part of the picture in question, lightened it a little and cropped it so that’s the only part you see. If you can enlarge this picture on a tablet or phone, then zoom in so you can see the faces. WHO ARE  THEY?? We are totally creeped out by this. We’ve ruled out quite a few things that you might be wondering. There was no TV on. There was no one else in the room, just Bob. The faces were not in all the pictures, just one.

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I see two people. If you look at the seam of the corner of the tank, which is the verticle blue-ish light line that goes up the middle and then there is a tube that pumps air into the bubble wand (and the 2nd tube is the reflection) there appears to be one face to the left side of the corner seam (I see her as a kind of heavy-set woman with a large beehive sort of hairdo) and to the right of the corner seam is a man. A creepy looking guy with seemingly pointy ears. Good grief, who are these two and WHY ARE THEIR FACES IN THE FISH TANK!??

It’s now 11/13 as I write this post, so it’s been a few days. I have sat in front of this tank since then, positioned myself so that the light reflection is exactly where it is in the photo, turned on the TV, turned off the TV. I took my own set of pictures from exactly the angle where Bob would have been. No reflections. No faces. Just sunnies swimming casually around. Bob did say that they did not appear to be perturbed. So we are left to wonder… is Bob’s “buddy” finding a way to re-insert himself into our life? Are there inter-dimensional beings in our midst that can only show up in a chance photo as a reflection? Just strange… so strange. I was a little freaked out coming home that night. If it was the first thing that ever happened here, maybe I’d have been more so, but I guess to some degree, we are getting used to the weirdness. I went to bed that night and actually slept quite soundly.

 

January 12, 2014

Is There Evil in the “Office” Again?


Bob and I exchanged a couple emails on Friday, January 10:
Bob: Forgot to check apartment this morning, could you check this morning please? I heard some fairly pronounced drums this morning, so did Niko and Red, or at least they were alert to something while waiting for me in the guest room. They were both standing alert when I came into room as opposed to the normal way they are, which is passed out.
Me to Bob: Last two nights I’ve been hearing major hums/buzzes. More last night I think. Always expect to see something but not this time.

As usual, again when Stew visits, his character makes its appearance also

As usual, again when Stew visits, his character makes its appearance also

Then that same night in the evening, the lights were on in the apartment again. Also, Stewie (and his girlfriend, Minsi) were visiting and would be staying overnight. I wondered when Stew’s character would make a showing, as he inevitably seems to do.  By the time we came back from dinner, Stew’s character had made its appearance. He was on the bureau in our bedroom where we have our (ancient) TV. He was placed right in front, in fact, when we went to use our respective remotes that night, neither of them worked because Stew’s character was apparently in the way. The next day, Saturday, January 11, Stew and Minsi left shortly after noon. I wondered how long it would be before his character was also gone. Nuttah seems to be uniquely attuned to the comings and goings of Stewie.

Later on Saturday, about mid-afternoon, Bob and I were readying to go out for the rest of the day. Bob was getting the pups out one last time and I was upstairs. Bob came in from that outing completely shaken and shaking. What he described happening outside has not happened here for a long time. In fact, I can’t even remember the last time it did, but it seems like it was more than a year ago.

As Bob related it, “Niko came to the end of the deck, and instead of doing his normal thing, going to the yard, he charges the office door. He somehow manages to jump up and get it open, and at that point some force comes flying out. I can ‘feel’ it, and Niko tangles with it”.

“What do you mean, is it dog size?”, I wonder.

A picture that I think illustrates Niko's lunge.

A picture that I think illustrates Niko’s lunge.

“No, it was bigger than me”, Bob continued, holding his arm to about the height he thought it might be, which was above his head.”Niko was completely engaged with it, teeth-baring, jumping, at one point he was literally airborne and he was suspended in the air grabbing onto something I couldn’t see and holding on with his teeth. ”

“I felt such an evil force with this ‘thing’, whatever it was… there was a lot of fear generated from it. My adrenalin is rushing, my heart is still pounding.”

Bob does not scare easily with any of these events, as we know. But he was afraid this time, which concerns me. What could it have been? What have we been hearing (and why?) for the past week? What did Niko engage with just now? And was it scared off? And just how bad could it be if Stewie’s character showed up like normal that night when he and Minsi were visiting?

Later, right before we left, I insisted on taking all 4 of the pups out again, even though we really didn’t need to. It was not that I doubted Bob’s incident (I didn’t) I just wanted to see what Niko would “remember”, if anything, and how he would react to that memory. So as the pups and I are coming out of the basement, Niko was super-aggressive towards Red as they charged out. He then went to the end of the deck and stood there and barked, something that he would not normally do, at least not there. It was then that I noticed that his hair was up on his back, a big “poof” of raised hair between his shoulder blades – fear or anxiety; one or the other. I opened the office door to see what he would do. It was still daylight, I doubt I would have done this in the dark. Niko went in, not hesitatingly, but somewhat cautiously, and went to the left around the back side of the door, sniffing. I sensed and felt nothing except the anxiety I felt coming off of Niko and a slight adrenalin rush knowing this was the location of many supernatural – and not necessarily nice – events. That was it. His hair did not go down as he perused the yard, and we wrapped it up and went back to the basement. Bob asked me how he was, and I told him all of the above, that he was definitely different. Bob stayed unnerved by his encounter with this “evil force” for a good hour or so.

The track of Ivan hit the US 3 separate times, A long, and long-lived hurricane, it was

The track of Ivan hit the US 3 separate times, A long, and long-lived hurricane, it was

I must say, this kind of “evil” event has not happened in awhile. When evil did make an appearance here, it always seemed to be centered in the office outside. There was this post, from February, 2013: “Niko Senses Something in the Office“. This “office” is a small, separate building from our house that used to be a basic garden shed. It actually has not been used as an “office” since it was flooded in the Hurricane Ivan flood of 2004, so we’re talking almost 10 years. But we did have it finished to be a home office, and for awhile there, it was quite nice. Now I sit high and dry in my makeshift “office” in the house, where a flood won’t reach me, at least a flood like Ivan won’t. The line of this “Ivan” graphic belies the fact that in southeastern PA where we are, we had 9 inches of rain in about a 3 hour period with Ivan. We were so caught up in flood stuff (and subsequent loss of power, inability to live in our home for a bit) that I was unaware that Ivan swung back down South and hit the US two more times before fizzling out near Texas. Amazing and destructive hurricane.

Later, Saturday, Stew was NOT on the dresser

Later, Saturday, Stew was NOT on the dresser

But we are now left to wonder if this “evil force” ties in somehow with the events of January, 2013, and also with the hums/buzzes I’ve been hearing, and the drums that Bob’s been hearing all week, including last night as Bob reports. By Saturday evening, when we came home, Stew’s character was gone. There were no more “evil” encounters that Bob reported either, and Niko seemed back to normal.

October 25, 2013

Oh no, where did the PUPS GO?


The evening of October 23, Bob comes home and texts me at work at 5:35 PM:

“Came home like usual, got changed, went out to get the pups and then exercise, couldn’t find Niko or Red! Started to panic. Then I heard one of them bark and (doggy) footsteps upstairs. Ran up and found them locked in office/TV room?! Did you put them there for some reason that I can’t imagine????”

(on my phone this came through as 3 separate texts. Long ones get divided up because my phone can’t handle it).

I responded to Bob at 5:40 PM:
“Good Grief. Absolutely not and I left that door closed 2. Maybe they took a little excursion and were put back in wrong place”. (remembering Bob on a previous excursion. Then there was also this one, where he was “placed” back in the wrong spot, upon “re-entry”).

“Or Nuttah doesn’t like them caged”.

Then I start thinking. We have a brand new couch and loveseat in the office/TV room. In fact, since we got it (in late September), I always specifically leave that door tightly closed, just in case one (or all) of the pups might “bust” out of the basement, into the upstairs. I send Bob this text next:

5:41 PM: “Did they mess up the couch?”

Bob, 5:47 pm: “No, doesn’t look like they went on either. Door was closed, they couldn’t leave office”.

Me to Bob at 5:48 PM: “Well u know I would not have done that. I left them like I always do. Pretty weird”.

Bob, 5:50 pm:
“I assumed you didn’t, just had to check. Yea, weird, this is a first”.

Me to Bob, 5:52 PM:
“I’d B curious 2 look around when I get home 4 any other changes. Was Stupe still in crate and was Sprite outside?”

Above, I am inquiring about our other two dogs; Stupe and Sprite.

Bob, 5:53 pm: “Yes, Stupe in crate, Sprite outside”.

The arrangement when I came home, the day Bob finds the Pups closed up in the office.

The arrangement when I came home, the day Bob finds the Pups closed up in the office.

That night, I thought about this all the way home, and I just knew there would be some change when I got in. I looked at my desk; Nuttah and papoose were no longer on it, so I knew she’d been here and moved things around (not just the pups). I then found her in front of the TV. I’ve included the picture I took here. Bob happened to still be awake when I went upstairs, probably sleepless because of the events of the early evening. I mentioned the moving of Nuttah’s character. Then I asked,

“Any more insight into what might have happened earlier?”

“None, whatsoever”, was the reply.

“Maybe ‘Lao woman’ will know something”, I mused. This is what I always think now, automatically. If Bob doesn’t get info on what’s going on, she usually seems to. Very tuned in to the Lenape Indian wavelength, this Lao woman is. Makes sense, due to the similarities of the cultures.

Then sure enough, the next day, October 24, I got this text from Bob at 11:44 AM:

“From Lao woman: 2 friends up, young girl family need them stop trouble, big one very good friend, never leave. Don’t forget them ever”.

My response to Bob at 11:55 AM: “What was the trouble?”

Bob, 11:57 AM: “I think roaming band of marauders, not positive.”

Niko in front, "Red" the new female shepherd behind him, shot through the kitchen window.

Niko in front, “Red” the new female shepherd behind him, shot through the kitchen window.

Me, 12:03 PM: “What does ‘2 friends up’ mean?”

Bob, 12:04 PM: “I think that means the Pups up in office”

So, what was this about? Something happened in “their time”, and Nuttah put the pups (well, at least Niko and Red) into emergency use? Okay. And they were brought back to a different room altogether! That minor fact hardly seems relevant in the overall scheme of what happened that day; imagine the tale the pups could tell if we could find out what adventure they were participating in. It disturbs me that they were still needed for something along these lines. I thought we were done with that, but I guess in Lenape terms, you just never know when these problems could re-emerge. Luckily there were “helpers” available, but I’m also glad they were returned in one piece, albeit to a different spot.

And with this, I am within ONE POST of being caught up to November 2013!

September 25, 2013

Bob Experiences another Ceremony to Honor Niko


The night of September 23rd, we both had a perfectly lousy night of sleep. The dogs all had gotten a new batch of fleas, and although we’d treated them, it had not yet taken effect. It was a miserable night of scratching for them, and sleep interruption for us. How long does it take these flea meds to work! Then, to compound that problem, some strange animal was making noise right outside our window. It would get very close, somewhere in the yard, then move away. It was making the oddest, saddest sound, but didn’t sound like it was being harmed or attacked. I have no idea what this strange creature was. Then, Bob had a dream: another ceremonial dream honoring Niko.

Bob’s email to me the next morning:
“Rough night of sleep, starting with the dogs scratching then the ceremonial dream, then the dogs scratching, then the noise outside, then the dogs scratching. Tell me what to get and I will do it on way home. I will make vet appointment too. They have to be miserable.  Then the dogs scratching….and whining.”

Later, Bob was to elaborate on the ceremonial dream he had:

“The ceremony was interesting because now they have incorporated a little bit of the stuff from the spring celebration and honoring of the guys that got rid of my “buddy”.  Also the merging of the wolf/turtle tribes. Teme/Dukey/Niko and my avatar were put at the north point with a collar of white feathers on each. There was a woman in yellow dried flowers directly across facing us. To the right or west was another old woman covered in some brackish tar like substance and some blue feathers and other stone of blue holding a deer skull with antlers. Then there was Nuttah in red face paint with a snake skin necklace and turtle shell pendant and wolf skin. All surrounded by the tribe with drums rattles and something else I couldn’t see but sounded flute-like. Lots of words said and bowing and offering to sky. It ended with a solemn walk away from the cross to another large fire at the end of the village. Then they broke into a feast…  I, of course, didn’t get to stay for that. Anyway, hope you slept well.”

And my email back to Bob, 9:04 AM: I don’t know what that animal or bird is, I heard it one time before, it was across the creek one night when I had the pups out late. It freaked me out. As loud as it was in bedroom, you should hear it outside, when you’re not expecting it. Gave me chills and hurried me right in. I tried to spot something with flashlight, but couldn’t. Last night it sounded like it was up high, and the sound also moved around, which would mean it’s not necessarily a “distress” sound, unless it was being hauled away. Guess it could have been something caught by a night bird.

Great ceremony! I was trying to tie in what you described with the arrangement left on my desk: I brought the four clover points in on Sunday, and arranged them in a cross. Nuttah then elaborated on it, as pictured below. She now sits at the point closest me, opposite her is the paper heart, the other 2 points have the pewter turtle with a stone heart atop, and also a wolf pup, and opposite that point is your stone. I will send you a picture. I tried to interpret it last night to no avail. Wish you could have stayed for feast, wonder what that would have been like to taste that food. You never have, have you, tasted the food?

Here is a picture of the arrangement that I found on my desk after Bob’s description of the ceremony. I can only hope that these ceremonial events will somehow help Niko (and the others he carries with him) to recover:

Nuttah's illustration of the Ceremony to Honor Niko

Nuttah’s illustration of the Ceremony to Honor Niko

May 3, 2013

Another incident at the Chiropractor


What is it with the chiropractic visits? Is it THIS particular guy (the chiropractor) or is it just something in the nature of Bob and chiropractic that brings out these things? I suspect it is this guy, or a combination. I don’t think that Bob’s incidents would happen with ALL chiropractors. Of course, you just never know. The weird thing is, I think if Bob were ever to go to Dr. _________, (let’s pretend his name is there), that Dr. __________ would deny that any of it is happening. And that would only be because he just doesn’t remember, or he is unaware of what is happening. I would not think that he was lying, I would just think that something had come over him, or that, more specifically, something is working through him.  That is probably the more accurate statement, and I think Dr. ___________ is completely unaware. Anyway, all this is to get to the next post, which occurred in early May, 2013 AT the chiropractor. Bob relates it to me like this:

Chiropractic-Patients“Dr. ___________ starts the “E-Stim” (some sort of Electronic-Stimulator for the muscles). Then after that, he was standing behind me as he was doing his adjusting. Then in this really different voice, it didn’t even sound like him, he says: “I will continue to pray for you.”

“What?” Bob asks surprised.

The chiropractor then asks Bob, “What?”

Bob responds, “I thought you said something.”

Then, in a different voice, his normal voice, he said, “No.”

The inflections in the voice were completely different, as Bob related it. He felt that the first voice was “speaking through him”, not really him at all. This is why I think when Bob goes to this chiropractor, something else begins to work on him too. Luckily, it is not like the physical therapist, where the “Evil one” apparently made an appearance. I wrote this up in a post dated April 5, 2012, when Bob went to a physical therapy session for this same problem he is still seeing the chiropractor for more than a year later. Some strange things have occurred at this chiropractor’s office. I’ve written all of them up as posts, the oddest one of course being the woman that appeared in the parking lot that said she could see what the doctor saw; there was a wolf that was part of Bob too. Thank goodness, or Bob would probably not be with us today. Gives new meaning to “Dances with Wolves”, wouldn’t you say? An image I found on an internet blog seems to fit here:

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February 28, 2013

Bob’s special stone returns


On February 21, when I was talking from work to Bob at home, he told me that one of my “arrangements” had disappeared. What I’d done, was bring out the bark-hut, Bob’s and my character, Nuttah, a wolf, and a couple turtles, and placed them on a ledge near our bedroom window. I do this at times to try to “spark” some activity when there is a protracted lull. It worked. Bob reported that it was gone. I believe it had been there for only about a day, and I made the mistake of not taking a picture of it. I didn’t want to send him on a mission to find it, because #1, there was a chance that he wouldn’t,  and #2, he was on his way to bed. So I suffered the anticipation until I got home. I went in the office, sat down at my computer and wrote Bob this email just after midnight:

Bob's stone reappears after having been missing for a month

Bob’s stone reappears after having been missing for a month

2/22, 12:04 AM: I found the arrangement!!! It was next to my keyboard in the office. The way you, me, the wolf, the bark-hut and Nuttah are arranged is EXACTLY like I put them near our window. (how does she DO that?) The turtles as well. The variations added by Nuttah are that she pointed 2 of the hearts at you and me, and she stacked up 2 hearts in front of her, and lastly, added YOUR STONE!!! to the arrangement. How ’bout that?? It lives. I’m happy you have it back. Not sure where it was in the interim, but here it is.

Bob replied to me at 6 AM, 2/22: My stoney is back?! That is pretty wild. Well, I hope it is her that did it, just to know she is okay and because I am not sure I want it to be something/someone else.

Also, how was Niko last night? I noticed something that I haven’t seen with any of our other dogs or any other dogs period. I have been observing it for awhile and realize, I think, that it started after he changed that one night on the sofa when he went nuts with affection, or that is how I perceived it anyway. I was watching a documentary on a wolf pack.

I think this is what Bob meant by the wolf behavior - one looks vicious, but it is clearly just being affectionate.

I think this is what Bob meant by the wolf behavior – one looks vicious, but it is clearly just being affectionate, look how the other one tolerates it.

Watching their interaction between each other I noticed that when they are affectionate (again my perception) with each other, it is often not just the licking but when they are very excited to see another member they bare their teeth and lick with much more vigor. Niko does that with me, if I were unaware of his nature I would be threatened by it, but I know it is not a threat but a more emotional response. The narrator ascribed the behavior to be that of increased affection for a mate or sibling in the pack. Anyway, just an observation.

[I think it just means Niko has accepted Bob as part of his pack!]

My reply, 9:11 AM: Niko seemed okay last night, but just generally lately he’s been a bit unsettled. I heard loud drums in bed last 2 nights too. Do you not hear them at all? I heard walking around at about midnight, I wanted to ask you if it was you and I’m glad you said it was, because I heard distinct footsteps, I wasn’t sure if it was more of what you’d heard earlier. I slept pretty well again. More dreams and stuff, but nothing all that interesting. I think I’ve seen that behavior you describe with the wolves. Not in Niko yet, but it sounds familiar.

2/28, my email to Bob: Thought I might have some interesting dreams, or you might have some experience last night; when I laid down, I heard the drums/vibrations louder than I’ve heard yet in bed. But I had nothing. You? I keep wondering what’s going on.

And that, on 2/28, wraps up the entire month of February. The highlights were lots of drums and rattles, weird dreams, a sinister force in the office that Niko reacted to, and the reappearance of Bob’s special stone after about a month long disappearance. Bob was happy to have the stone reappear. I think he thought it was just one more thing to signify it was “over”, but now maybe not.

[on a personal note, I’m just happy to be finished writing up those 2 wintry months: January & February, 2013. Some of the weirdest stuff so far happened then, and it was so hard to figure out how to write about it and reconstruct it all. I got stuck on a lot of those posts, sometimes for 2 weeks or more at at time. The actual date TODAY is JUNE 14TH!!! Now I’m only 3 months behind. I anticipate Mar-Apr-May write-ups going much faster.]

February 2, 2013

Niko senses something in the office (x2)


On the evening of February 1st, 2013, I came home around 6:30 pm from work. (I get home early on Friday’s, unlike the rest of the week when I work til 8 or 9 pm) Bob and I were heading out for dinner, and Bob took the pups out one last time before we left. He came back in shaken and trying to catch his breath from a “severe adrenalin rush”.

What had happened, was that Niko, approaching the “office” out-building on the way to the yard, had sensed something inside it and become agitated; barking, snarling and growling to get in. Bob was afraid to even open the door, but he did, because, well, because he’s Bob. Niko charged in, not far, because we’ve stored out there all our deck furniture for the winter – but he charged as if he was going to attack something. Bob stood back, but then went in and turned on the light. (Remember, it’s completely dark at 6:30 in February) Almost as soon as this happened, something in the air changed, he said. Something lifted, Bob felt unafraid, and Niko went back to his business in the yard as usual, as if nothing had even happened. But the whole event really shook Bob, and he couldn’t escape it’s odd effect for the rest of our evening out.

The next day, Saturday, Feb. 2, 2013, Bob banged on the window from the outside of the room where I was sitting on my computer in the house. I had to fling the window open for him to tell me something again had just occurred outside at the office. Bob had been outside in the driveway stacking a new delivery of firewood, and he said he distinctly heard the outer-office door close. Niko too reacted and went storming from the front part of the yard, where he’d been hanging out watching Bob stack wood to investigate what was going on in the office. Bob thought it was me, hence, coming over to see if I was in the house, and here I sit. We then both went in to the office to investigate; there was nothing obvious amiss, but who is hanging out in there (by who, I mean which one of our interdimensional characters?) and WHY?

“Do you sense evil?” I asked Bob.

“I don’t sense anything.” He replied.

Niko with his "Mean Face"

Niko with his “Mean Face”. He can be pretty serious when he has to be.

My fear, is and will always be, that the “Evil one” that Niko/Teme/Duke took care of has resurrected himself somehow to continue to insert himself into our present-day lives, the way he did last summer with Bob. But crap, is he ON THE PROPERTY now, not 60 miles away?? (Not that the distance really matters in the “inter-dimension”). All I can say is, thank goodness for Niko, I know he knows what to do and wouldn’t hesitate for even a second. We both believe he was brought to us for a reason, and that this is part of it.

I would just like to add an update to this – there is not a time now when I take the dogs out the last time at night, usually around 11 or so, that I don’t first shine my flashlight into the office. I always get an adrenalin rush too, not knowing what to expect, but Niko so far has not alerted me to anything. I wouldn’t go out there without him though.