Fall Creek Redwoods

Fall Creek Redwoods

One recent weekend I found myself busy with a late group reading in Oakland on Friday followed by an early morning guided beach combing excursion in Santa Cruz. The reading went great … one of the things that I will remember the most from it was channeling the flavor and texture of dead mice that had been frozen and then thawed in a microwave oven, simply not on par with a freshly killed live mouse according to the great horned owl who I was channeling. One of the individuals at the reading revealed that he worked with wild animal rescue and rehabilitation and confirmed that he was indeed feeding frozen and then thawed mice to the owl, pretty nasty stuff if you ask either the owl or myself.

Purple Beach Sea Glass Antique Bottle Stopper

Purple Beach Sea Glass Antique Bottle Stopper

The following morning found me squeezing into a wetsuit with a badly sunburned patch on my back, (a story for another day … perhaps) and meeting my clients in Davenport where the embers from the recent lockheed forest fire were still smoldering. The air had a decidedly wet campfire smell to it and after grabbing a cup of coffee and a giant oatmeal and raisin cookie at the Whale City Bakery, Bar and Grill we headed to the beach. The surf was up … way up with a big storm out in the Pacific and the sea glass collecting was a bit dangerous to put it lightly. The first real wave to hit the beach we were on hit with such force that I was knocked down instantly along with my coffee and with my life vest not yet zipped up. I lost my coffee, almost lost my vest and grabbed my client and helped her to her feet and for the rest of the day we gave the ocean a bit wider berth. Later in the day near the end of the guided

Beach combing is not always about sea glass, there are lots of animals to connect with as well.

Beach combing is not always about sea glass, there are lots of animals to connect with as well.

beach combing trip, we ran into a seal who had beached himself right near the higher end of the water line. I did not see him until I was about six feet away as I had my head down looking for abalone shell and sea glass. He announced his presence with a quick bark and then laid his head back down, best as I could tell … he was sick from ingesting some plastic or something to that effect.

Back in Santa Cruz later around 1 pm, I had just finished cleaning up after playing in the surf earlier that morning and had the bright idea to go for a hike in the redwoods. I wanted to go someplace with water,  such as a creek and with towering trees. It was easily around 90 degrees and my sister wanted to go to the beach at first but when I mentioned heading out to the redwoods … she suggested that we visit Fall Creek as she had been feeling pulled to go there herself.

We drove up into the Santa Cruz mountains and parked at one of the trail entrances. The quarrying and processing of limestone used to be big business in the Santa Cruz region prior to the 1900s and ruins from one such operation are located amongst the redwoods within the Fall Creek portion of Henry Cowell State Park. We found a parking space in the shade, locked up the car and headed down the trail.  Since discovering an ability to connect with not just human and animal spirits, but also being able to connect with plant life … I had not yet gone to the redwoods with the specific intent to communicate with the trees and other plants.

The hike to the lime stone kilns was very pleasant and we chatted about how poorly managed the forest was. We were commenting that there was far too much deadwood on the forest floor and that our modern policy of fire suppression in the forest was a complete disaster. We discussed how the natives would encourage controlled burns and how ever since the “white” man had arrived we had disrupted the natural cycle of fire and new growth.

Fall Creek Redwoods Trail to the Limestone Kilns.

Fall Creek Redwoods Trail to the Limestone Kilns.

Before too long the redwoods had worked their magic on us and we had our cameras out recording various sights that we wanted to capture and bring back with us. There were several butterflies and dragonflies and I managed to capture some very nice photos where I took my pictures only inches away from my subjects … no need for zoom. After some time we arrived at the ruins of the limestone kilns and enjoyed reading about what had been there in the past. At one time up to 40 men worked at the kilns … mostly Portuguese and Italian immigrants. We walked over to the kilns for a closer look and discovering that one of the doors was missing, we walked into one of the kilns and sat down in the middle.

Fall Creek Redwoods limestone kiln ruins.

Fall Creek Redwoods limestone kiln ruins.

View from the top of the limestone kilns in Fall Creek Park, part of Henry Cowell Redwoods State Park.

View from the top of the limestone kilns in Fall Creek Park, part of Henry Cowell Redwoods State Park.

For awhile we simply chatted about this and that and then I decided to put out a “blanket” call out to the forest. I made a request for anyone who wished to connect with us to chat with us. I addressed the animals and the plants as well as the spirits of the humans who had been there in the past, the natives and the workers at the kilns. After several moments of silence I got the feeling that we were not going to make contact with anyone there and so we started back down the trail in the direction that we had come from.

We took a few more photographs in the fading light and continued along the trail, pretty soon we saw a nice spot across the creek from us and we crossed over on some fallen trees that lay across the creek. We found a place that was elevated about 6 feet above the creek bed and just on the edge of the creek. As we sat there I once again went into a brief meditative state and while gazing down the bed of the creek I waited for someone to contact us.

All of a sudden I saw it … about fifty feet in front of us, I saw a large orb of energy … about five feet in diameter. The orb of energy was clearly visible to me with the naked eye, it appeared as a distortion in the atmosphere like a ripple or like what happens when you view an object through a water bubble. As far as orbs go, it was the largest ball of energy I had ever seen before and it continued slowly up the creek bed until it was only a few feet away from me and standing directly to the left of me. My sister turned to look at me as she had seen it too. By the way she was acting I knew that I was not just seeing things, she had clearly seen and felt it too. As it stood to the side of us, all of a sudden she broke out in goosebumps all over her body, even though it was 90 degrees and then I too broke out in big goosebumps.

Dragonfly found in Fall Creek park near Santa Cruz, CA.

Dragonfly found in Fall Creek park near Santa Cruz, CA.

We briefly chatted to establish that we had both seen and felt the same thing and then it was time to figure out who our guest was. At first I thought that we were dealing with a native who may have been a chieftain, but very quickly I realized that this was not the spirit of a human. I then checked to see if they were animal and I once again got a resounding “no”. I thought that perhaps there was a chance that this entity was from another world, but when queried it was apparent that they were from earth. Then the entity showed me everything in the forest all at once and I asked if they were rock and mineral to which I got a resounding yes!

Re-creation of energy field that we witnessed approaching us along the creek bed.

Re-creation of energy field that we witnessed approaching us along the creek bed.

At once it became clear to me … the plants, the animals and even the people who were and who had been here, were all part of the soil. All of their bodies came from the rocks and minerals present within the earth. As I had gone into the forest to connect with it, here I was connecting with the land itself  which of course was what the forest was made from. After

Butterfly photographed in Fall Creek Park.

Butterfly photographed in Fall Creek Park.

establishing to some extent … who we were communicating with, I decided to start the conversation and ask him some questions. But before I could do so, the forest turned the tables on me and told me that he wanted to start the conversation.

He wanted to greet us and thank us for taking the time to come and visit him. He said that he was honored to have an opportunity to connect with us and appreciated what we had been saying about the need for controlled burns. He said that it was refreshing to have someone recognize that he was in a bad state and overdue for a cleansing fire. Then I asked him how was it that he was male? He indicated that he really was not male or female but that for the sake of conversation that we were to refer to him in the male form, he also indicated that it was traditional in our society for the males to take such a leadership role, just like a native chieftain.

One of our biggest questions was if you are not the planet in general, such as Mother Earth, than what are your physical boundaries and do you stay one size or adjust to fit the size of the forest? What happened next convinced me beyond a shadow of a doubt that who we were talking with was the park itself and all of the land within it’s borders. When queried  as to his size, he indicated that he was part of Henry Cowell State Park which I was not aware of at the time, I simply thought that Fall Creek was it’s own independent park. I asked him if he could tell me how large he was in square miles and I got a resounding yes. I asked if he was greater than 10 square miles and I got a no. I asked if he was smaller than 5 square miles and I got a no. I asked if he was between 5 to 10 square miles and I got a yes. Then the number 6.7 jumped at me and I settled at somewhere around 6.4 to 6.7 square miles.

Fall Creek Redwoods forest floor.

Fall Creek Redwoods forest floor.

It was starting to get darker in the forest and after our brief conversation with the forest … with the land … we decided that it was time to head out. Upon returning home later that day, I looked up the size of Fall Creek park. First I discovered that it was part of Henry Cowell Redwoods State Park and when you took the acreage of both the Fall Creek unit and the main part of the park  and added them together that they were equal to 6.47 square miles! The park told me what size he was and very accurately … remarkable, now it’s time to visit some other parks and see if I can do the same thing there. For more about myself visit … http://www.charlespeden.com and http://www.bythebaytreasures.com.

Fall Creek Redwood Grove

Fall Creek Redwood Grove

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