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  • One very early morning at 2 AM I awoke with the usual urgent need to eliminate the bladder. A normal routine since turning 50. What was not normal was the glowing light outside the bathroom window. A lantern shaped glow as bright and as white, as an LED flashlight.
    The light remained stationary, hung approximately 75 ft in the air, and was close to 300 yards back.

    Our property sits on what was once a dynamite granite blast site owned by the P. F. Keating Granite Company. The bathroom window looks out over the back of our property and up into the old pit area. The blown up top portion of what was once a sizable mountain is where the Glow first appeared. The house is nestled comfortably in its shadow, separated, by the Cosmic Garden and paths that wind to the trail leading up to the pit.

    The Light, hovered at the top portion of the path, above the tree line. Walking the pit area one will find broken glass, parched scrub shrubs, stinging nettles and insects. The resident horsefly will accompany you and harass you obsessively as you explore the crevices and caves.
    The only road that anyone might reach the back of our property from, is an overgrown cart path. The mine was closed in the 8o's and it is backed by hundreds and hundreds of acres of state conservation land. There were no logical explanations for what I was seeing. My mind struggled fruitlessly to find one anyway.

    I was transfixed as it moved toward the window and me. The light's descent was smooth, measured, and steady. The emanating glow highlighted the surrounding branches and trees, within a concentrated area of a couple of feet around its circumference. I could not distinguish a solid form or shape, only the lantern glow, brightest at the center, diffusing only slightly as it moved out. As it approached me the LED like glow grew brighter and brighter. Shining as brightly as it did, it did not irritate my eyes or force me to look away. I would have chosen blindness, rather then look away from the mystery occurring before me. The lights actions, appearance and seemingly intelligent coordination amazed and captivated me. The light halted, lowered a few feet and hovered again.

    The moment seemed right to awaken my husband so he could experience this incredible mystery as well. I turned toward the bedroom and began calling his name. He met me at the bathroom door wide awake. (ex-marine) I told him, "look out the bathroom window behind me". He did and said "why"? The light had disappeared. He ribbed me in fun, joked about being more careful of what I eat, drink, or smoke before bed. We laughed about, it but I never stopped wondering.

    Well, it happened again! Months later, around 3:30 AM, I awoke to my usual urge, headed to the bathroom and ran smack into the most phenomenal, glowing light show I have ever seen. There was not one light, or two lights, or three lights. There were five brightly glowing lights, zipping around like hummingbirds, hovering at will, doing circle eights, zipping along 3 inches off the ground and swooping over trees. They would shift tempo and slowly glide about. They moved so smoothly and with what seemed intelligent design, as they danced together. Dancing best describes the movement. I felt humbled, grateful and overjoyed by the glowing lights return and seeming performance for my benefit. The night before I had made spiritual space for a healing ritual. A piece of the prepared ritual was a request to the Native energies of the land, we presently reside on, to please assist and guide me in healing MaMa's scarred flesh. I promised them I would reward their efforts, on mine and Ma's behalf, with a very good time. I promised to spread the garden abundance, far and wide. All their living and non-living kin would be provided for to the best of my abilities.

    There were no doubts or questions left within me about what I was seeing. I knew the natural beings of the land and recognized them through my heart. These caretakers of the land were approving me to heal and care for MaMa here and everywhere. They were offering their energies in aid to me. (A Helping, Hand Holding the Light)

    I stood watched and wondered whether I could awaken my husband in time to see and experience what I now had experienced twice.
    I knew I had to try. The glowing lights dancing in the pouring rain!

    This time. he too saw the glowing lights and a great show! His software engineer brain is still seeking a logical explanations, but has yet to find one. As of today we still have not found a bird, insect, or UFO that resembles what we saw. He agrees with me to the extent that it's a mystery. I believe it is.

    My belief at this moment, because I never believe in anything to strongly; That they are the guardian Native caretakers of Gaia, here locally and world wide!

    Read here what ghost lights might be.
    http://voices.yahoo.com/native-american-ghosts-ghost-lights-southern-new-9454949.html?cat=37
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