On some occasions, I can enter into multidimensional existence levels unexpectedly and at any given moment. This was the case when I enter into Uncle Birdman frame of reference. Unlike Uncle Frogman, my encounter with Uncle Birdman was brief. Out of the blue, I found myself in another place; I was in a waking state. I saw Uncle Birdman walking. As soon as he laid his eyes on me, he rushed me in a rage. Boy, did I get out quick—bad-tempered. Uncle Birdman upper body had bird features in appearance. His legs were human. He was also stuck in a place he did not want to be. Years later, he ‘photo-bomb my visionary eye; I knew then he got out of “that.” place. The Dreamtime creatures were all in there, a place they did not belong. How did my family end up there? I’ve been trying to get to the bottom of this puzzle for years. The Dreamtime creatures are safe now. Most importantly, they are happy. And this makes me happy also. The image below is as close to how uncle Birdman is today. Grateful. I can feel his positive vibes.
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I hold a goldmine of inherited cultural information and direct Ancestral knowledge. Bugal Wena - Caring and Sharing - the quintessence of all relationships between human groups and the natural world. Fully spiritualised cultural grounded mature Indigenous Spiritual healer. Planetary Healer. Totemic skin-name: Pronounced - BOOG-AL-Wee-nuh View more posts