- Introduction And Beginnings
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- One day back in 1979 my friend George asked me if I was
interested in being hypnotized. I told him I would think about it and let
him know later on. He did explain a few things to me about what we would
be doing but thought it best I waited till later in the day to let him
know my answer. After much deliberation I made my decision. I met with
George the following week to be hypnotized. It did sound interesting and
I thought I would give it a go. George lived quite a few miles away from
me so we arranged meetings in alternate homes to save on travel. The very
first time George tried to place me under a deep sleep we failed but we
thought it would take a few sessions and some practice to get where we
wanted. As the weeks went on I eventually fell into the state of sleep
that George was endeavoring to achieve, which was to enable me to project
myself to where ever he intended me to be. When at home under hypnosis,
he would ask me to be at a certain place in any time period and as fast
as he said this to me, I was there. I was viewing everything that was around
me. It was my first venture under hypnosis and I began gradually by "floating"
outside of my home. I was above the roof and could look through the walls
to see what surrounding people were doing. Right through the bricks, the
plaster, and the furniture. As our sessions improved and I became confident
with myself we would see many more things. One day he asked me to search
for mineral deposits. I did and I could see through the gravel and soil
to discover the exact location of the rich manâs treasure. After
one such occasion George and I sat down at the kitchen table discussing
what I had seen. We took out a mineral map of British Columbia and by using
psychonometry we were able to pinpoint the mineral hotspots on the map.
We were to discover later on that these deposits had in fact been claimed
and some were working mines. To this day we have not checked all our data
and no doubt some are unclaimed. Even though I was fascinated by these
goings-on I was also slightly frightened of it.
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- One other evening before I left my home on my way to
George's, I noticed a bulletin on television that a plane had gone down
somewhere in the northern part of British Columbia. There were no specific
details available about the pilot, plane or exact position of the supposed
crash. Just that a plane had gone missing. However, strange things were
to happen when I underwent hypnosis. My sleep was deep. I went back in
time to where I met the plane in flight. I saw the pilot. He was fine.
The plane was in excellent mechanical condition however the weather had
spelt disaster for the impending flight. The thunderstorms were explosive,
visibility was low and torrents of rain hampered the pilots voyage. He
decided to land the float plane on a nearby lake. The lake was called Watson
Lake in Northern British Columbia which I had located using sycanometry
by way of a map. I knew were he had landed, I knew the condition of the
plane and the health of the pilot. I was there as it happened. I saw it
from my chair in my living room with George standing beside me. Days passed
after the incident and neither George nor I heard any more details from
any media source. We were curious and concerned. I picked up the phone
and called a television station in Victoria, British Columbia. My call
was transferred to the news desk and I asked the person on the other end
what had happened to the downed flight they reported on a week previous.
I listened intently as the male voice told me where the plane had landed.
He told me the condition of the pilot and also the reason why he had had
to descend. He mentioned Watson Lake in B.C. and described the weather
conditions that caused the pilotâs action. Both sets of details were
mirror-images.
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- Healing Powers
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- Our sessions continued and the subjects became tantalizing.
George once again was visiting my home to do our session. My son was very
sick and George explained to me that it was possible to send "healing
powers" through hypnosis once a person was in a deep sleep. I asked
more about it and could we give it a go. I wanted to see if I could help
my son to feel better. I sat in the chair and concentrated on what George
was saying to me and fell into a deep sleep. I was feeling connected to
my son by way of an umbilical cord and my thoughts and feelings and power
to heal were carried from me to him. I felt as if we were joined. I could
feel the energy leaving me and directing itself into my son. George went
home and I went to bed. It was a cold Canadian night. When the sun rose
in the morning my son was up and about and certainly feeling much better
than he had the day before. I was happy and amused, excited and contented.
It was all very new and strange for me and I was enjoying the sensations
and enthusiasm that was emanating from my body and mind.
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- We had also sent healing powers to other people. One
in particular was a friend of George's. He lived in Alberta and had been
diagnosed with cancer. His days would sometimes be good and sometimes be
bad. George kept in contact with him on a regular basis and the outlook
wasn't a happy one. We wanted to help but there was little we could do
except try and pass on our healing powers to him in the hope that they
may connect and be able to help him, if only in a small way. Every night
when we got together we would send him our powers and on every occasion
I could feel this energy leaving my body. I became weak and drained, exhausted
and tired. George arrived and we started our usual session. We wanted to
direct some energy to his friend, so we worked together to achieve this.
However, nothing happened. The energy inside me remained ··it
went nowhere. As hard as we tried we could not get the powers to connect
to his friend. So we moved on in other directions. Later that night we
talked of what had happened. I found it very strange that no energy had
left me. It had done so before on every occasion··..why was
this one any different. George looked at me with a sadness in his eyes
and heart and told me that he had been informed early that day of the passing
of his good friend. He had died peacefully and I had not known. I guess
George wanted to have me understand that what we were doing was indeed
a true happening.
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- The Strange And Scary
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- We were in one of our sessions when we decided to look
for gold deposits at the end of the Pitt Lake area. There were two incidences
that were both very, very frightening to me. I wanted to leave the area.
George had always told me that I would always have a guide to protect me
and to lead me in any incidences of impending danger. He also advised me
that I would always have a protective aura around me to keep me safe from
something that may have a scary effect. He told me I wouldn't be harmed.
There were two incidences that I will mention here and now··..which
took place in the same area. Both were in the summer time, both would come
under the headings of "mineral searches". The first of these
encounters was the one that I tend to remember foremost in my mind and
will never forget. While searching for these minerals I was instantly drawn
or pulled towards an area off to the side of where we were focused. To
my amazement and fright, in a small clearing off to the side, I could see
a creature squatting. Its appearance was that of a reported "bigfoot".
It was hard to tell the size of the creature because of its position. It
was definitely not human yet in human form. It had tattered hair, large
hands which brought something up to its mouth. I didnât know what
it was eating or doing. I watched and even with my protective "aura"
I did not feel safe at all. I wanted to leave this area. George reassured
me that I was very safe and that nothing would hurt me but just as I seemed
to feel settled the creature stopped what it was doing and slowly started
to turn its head towards me. It looked straight at me but could not see
me. Iâm sure it could feel my presence. An eerie feeling overtook
me and suddenly I knew I was not welcome in the area. I had felt it reach
out towards me - its thoughts and mind mingled with mine for an instant
maybe and I knew what I must do. Leave. As I am explaining to George what
I am feeling from this encounter, he instructed me to let my guide help
me and direct me to where this creature was from. I was instantly drawn
to a cloud shrouded planet. I was not allowed to penetrate the cloud cover
and feelings from the planet directed me to stay where I was. I could sense
many feelings from beings or creatures or whatever there was ··
through this cloud cover. That is as close as Iâve come to an eerie
encounter. At that time my guide told me it was best we leave. We did.
He may or may not be out there - judge for yourself.
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- Times With Billy And Boon
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- It was time to try different things in my life so I moved
to the north western part of British Columbia. A beautiful small town called
Houston. My brother in law and his brother lived here and we always had
a really good time together. If it was doing nothing but yakking, fishing
or out looking for some minerals, the times we shared were filled with
fun and many laughs. We thought we would take a trip back to the Barkerville
area where there is a place still that holds good color and great fishing
so we got things ready and headed off. There was my son Jamie, Billy and
his son Billy Jnr, Boon and myself. We hooked the tent trailer to the truck,
said our goodbyes and headed for the gold country. What we were to find
most was mosquitoes and every kind of blood sucking bug that drained you
darn near dry. Ice on the puddles when you woke up in the morning after
freezing all night long. Underbrush that was so thick you would need a
chain saw and six months to go one hundred feet. But still the country
was really wonderful to see. We pulled into the Provincial campground at
Barkerville the first night. Lots of good sites to stay in, set up the
tent trailer and the boys pup tent. Got things sorted out and were ready
for an early start the next day. That evening we sat around the camp fire
having a few drinks telling stories and talking about what George and I
had done. As the time was getting late the two boys hit the hay and Billy
and I climbed into the tent trailer. Boon was still outside finishing his
drink and we were making ourselves comfortable inside the trailer. But
alas..... we had forgotten to secure the metal back legs to the ground.
Suddenly amid much chaotic squeals and moans, down we went, falling to
one end. Bedding, drinks, food, and us. We looked amusingly like a see-saw
gone wrong. All the weight at one end of the trailer, a few drinks under
our belts and our smiles and laughter all made it a difficult task to "upright"
ourselves. The more we tried the worse it got. Boon in the meantime couldn't
control himself. He was in fits of laughter. Our stupidity and "helplessness"
made it all the more funny. Asking him to help us was like trying to get
the cow to jump over the moon. He wanted to help but couldn't. His brain
and his body had malfunctioned at the sight of us all. Knowing that we
were not going to get any assistance from old Boonie, we tried to sort
ourselves out. We climbed, we laughed, we slid backwards. It seemed like
for every step we went forward we then went five steps in the other direction.
After what seemed like hours Billy made his way to the door to freedom
and was able to help me escape the chaos inside. We finished the night
with lots of laughter and said our prayers that we had not been captured
on the "funniest home video show".
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- After a hearty breakfast when the sun come up we all
headed out on our adventure. The boys hadn't been aware of our late night
predicament but asked us what all the laugher was that they had heard.
Billy, Boon and I all looked at each other with smiles on our faces and
timidly told our "sons" how brave we were in the face of complete
disaster. We were out searching for that bed of gold when Billy spotted
a small but inviting lake. He wanted to wet his line. We made our way to
the water's edge to surprisingly find a floating island of thick mossy
grasses in the middle. We tossed our lines in the hope of catching our
lunch and sure enough lunch appeared on the end. The fishing was excellent.
They were so plentiful we decided to catch and release apart from the ones
we had kept for our supper. While fishing to our hearts' content we all
had an overwhelming urge to find out what was really on the little piece
of floating land which so prominently took our attention. We had to have
a look. Out came the boat, we carried it to the waters edge, launched her
and our invasion commenced. Some invasion. We retreated pretty quick smart.
The first foot to land disappeared about six inches beneath the moss. The
following foot followed the first foot. Up and down we all went with fishing
rods in hand, looking like a bunch of ants on a bowl of jelly. Finding
that the fishing was no better on "our" island we retreated to
the safety of solid ground. We fished for the remaining few hours of that
afternoon and decided to camp where we were. It would be a fresh start
in the morning heading to a pre-arranged site which had been selected from
one of George's and my sessions. It was all marked down on the map. We
had a regular map, we had aerial photographs and we had pinpointed exactly
where we had to go. What we didn't realize at the time was that our trek
was going to take us on a long hike through the toughest and most dense
territory we had ever been into. Our hiking path lead us passed objects
that I had seen whilst under hypnosis and projecting to this area. All
the signs were right but the landscape was too tough for what time we had
available to spend on this short trip. We decided it would be best to forget
about this spot at this time and return at a later date. On our way home
we stopped off at some rivers and small streams and tried our hand at panning.
We came up with some really good color. This spot is still there and will
be investigated further as I believe that what is there will be more than
we all may realize. We had a fun trip, filled with laughs, good times and
lots of fond memories. We will return..................................
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- Times With George And Rich
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- From the scary to the strange, there was allot of fun
to be had with all of this. George and I planned a trip to go prospecting
up into the Quesnel area and into the back country of Barkerville. The
owner of the saw mill, Rich, decided to accompany us on the trip. It was
fascinating to discover that the sights I had seen from a chair in Vancouver,
were actually out there. They were turning into real life. We drove to
the area where we wanted to search for the riches that made dreams come
true. Camp was set up and Rich started supper for us all. We ate good that
night, burnt potatoes and veggies and a steak that wasn't fit for any kind
of human consumption. But we didn't go to bed that night with an empty
tummy. The junk food was great. -:))) The next morning we got up, had breakfast
and started on our way. We stopped and brought out our maps and placed
them on the ground. I walked my fingers over the paper to feel for hot
spots which we discovered later were in fact small working claims. At this
time George thought it would be helpful to place me into a deep sleep while
I was lying on the ground on the side of the mountain. Rich thought this
was very amusing and I'm sure his laughter could be heard for many miles
around. Laughter ignored, George continued to put me to sleep. It worked
really well, the results were good. Whilst hypnotized I saw dry creek beds
where once water flowed and found gravels bearing gold, from the very fine
or flour gold to small nuggets. I could see to the top of the mountains
and for miles through the valleys and from the present to the past. This
was the excitement from projecting yourself to anywhere you wanted to go
or be. Now it was time to put my sightings to practical use and of course
we began with the easily accessible areas. I have to say at this time Rich
was somewhat skeptical of the whole thing but he came to believe very quickly.
He would watch me being hypnotized and see the sleep I was encountering
and would listen to the conversation between George and I. We could see
Rich's face drop with total amazement when we later descended upon the
areas I had envisaged and they were exactly as I had described. We did
strike it rich. Not rich enough to become wealthy men but we did discover
some small finds - some were gold, but mostly we discovered good friendship,
good times and the ability to make dreams seem a little bit closer. When
our trip was over and we were back at work, Rich would always say to me
that there was something very real about what George and I had achieved.
He added that if he hadn't witnessed the deeds and heard the words he wouldn't
have ever believed it to be true. After our trip Rich was certainly a true
believer .
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