The portals of Sedona
Several years ago, I visited Lookout Mountain in Tennessee with my then teenage daughters.
Waiting in line at one of the attractions we saw a sign which said, “You are Here'”
We wondered out loud how “they” knew we were here. This was in the day before security cameras.
And then we wondered who “they” were.
As we travel through life, the experiences we encounter change us and if we let them, they change us for the better.
my life began at an early age, my parents bought a run down farm when I was three years old. Originally, dad wanted to buy a different farm that was in better condition than the one we settled on.
Dad’s uncle who was a banker, wouldn’t give dad the money for a farm dad wanted to buy. He said we couldn’t make any money there. In reality we could have make more money there than at the farm my parents eventually settled.
The farm my parents bought was run down and the land was very poor. We barely raised enough corn the first year to replace the seed needed to plant the crop. To increase the fertility of the land, my parents began raising turkeys, not only were they sold a a good profit, their manure was high in nitrogen, rebuilding the fertility of soil very quickly.
Years later, while visiting Arizona, we discovered in a past life we had once lived near Cottonwood as Anasazi Indians and were farmer/ gatherers. In those days, the American Indians would live in an area until all the game and fish were gone, the soil depleted then move on to greener pastures. They did not, as many would have you believe care for the environment. They didn’t belong to the Sierra Club or PETA.
Because my parents bought an old run down farm and brought it back to being a productive piece of land, they were able to repay a karmic debt, so dad’s uncle actually did him a favor, things always work out as they should.
There is always plan to life , we are where we are, and where we need to be.
Gary has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, while studying native cultures.
His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.
He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America and the aborigines of
Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.
He has observed that many of the forgotten cultures had spiritual beliefs that were stronger than ours in modern times.
In technology, we have made advances far superior to those that came before us, but, we have lagged behind in gaining or maintaining our spiritual knowledge.
For us to advance as the human race, we need to combine the spiritual knowledge of those that came before us, not only that of the ancients but the knowledge of our direct ancestors as well, with the technical knowledge we have today for us to propel into the twenty-first century and beyond.
He has published several books about his adventures, and is available for book signings, and speaking engagements.
For more information, please consult his website,www.journeysthrulife.com.
in 1924 by Anna Mitchell-Hedges at the ripe young age of 16. Her father was exploring British Honduras (now Belize) looking for evidence of the legendary Atlantis, when he heard rumors of a pyramid containing relics from an ancient civilization . Her account of the discovery states that she was the only one small enough to climb into the small entrance of the pyramid where the skull was found.
all came from somewhere else also, so they too are immigrants.
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devoted much energy toward fighting and killing each other. According to 
, met in one house and those of the Oneida and 
Thinking Between the Lines 