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November 21, 2015

I posted this at FB on my families page, but I am moving it to WordPress, as this is an important story which explains some of the unusual aspects of my life.


Part 1:

To help clarify why I posted my comment the other day, let me start at the beginning of the story. The blog site where I had posted the earlier comments never approved my comments. I knew that was a possibility.

Last week on WUWT, I wanted to respond to a comment that I thought was in error regarding the huge rain event of the 1996/97 winter as he was saying that the big rain occurred in the winter of 1997/98. I at first thought that perhaps my memory had failed me. After much searching around, including seeking answers from locals who were able to remember what happened almost 20 years ago, I finally realized that we were both correct in what we were stating. In fact the winter of 1997/98 was a big rain year for California, but most of that rain fell in the south as that was during the Grand El Nino of 1997/98 which led to a step change in global temps. The prior winter though, was the semi biblical rain event that we experienced here in Northern California and at points further north. This was the storm that I had prophetically called the year before. That came about when one morning in mid January of 1996, of the year prior to the storm, a message flowed into my thoughts from a particular region within me. Any message/understanding that has ever come from that region has turned out to be certain fact. That is why after receiving the message/understanding that I started telling everyone and anyone for months afterwards that the winter of 1996/97 was going to be a flood year for upper California. Of course, in the next winter the semi biblical storm event of 1996/97 came to pass. So in the course of looking up information on when that storm actually struck, the only solid clue that I had was the storm ended on the night that I walked out onto the back porch of the house I had rented in Novato to smoke a cigarette. That is when without thinking, I spread my arms wide and said a quiet prayer to God ” If the rain continues you will flood us all”. At that moment the rains stopped, the clouds to the north of me parted, and there was the comet Hale Bopp falling in the northwest evening sky. That is the key part of my story, the comet Hale Bopp. I knew that all I had to do was find out when it was in the sky to verify the year of the storm. So I googled comets of 1996/97, and out of the resulting page of links I selected 3 to open and read. This was actually the second time I went through this process. The first time was almost a month prior where I did the exact same steps, but then did not follow through and gave up. So here I was doing the same thing and opened the same 3 links to read, but this time around the link to “The Sign of the Crossed Comets…” caught my attention. I did not read the entire page at first, but came back to it several hours later as I was intrigued by what It had to say. It was when I read the full page that my eyes and mind opened wide as to the potential interpretation and link between my prophetic understanding in January 1996, the flood event itself, and what this man had written. Bells were going off inside of me, and I understood that I had something to add to the story. After further reading at his site, I would rate the man as a bit out there in many of his other thoughts. Yet there was enough facts and truth within his story for me to understand and see the grains of wisdom hidden within. And so I responded.


Part II:

Ok, here we go. This comment is in response to a post that I recently read which sparked my thoughts and my inner spirit. There are several portions that should precede this long comment, but I did not save them prior to posting them on another website. So unless the owner of that website approves my comments, then the beginning of my thoughts is lost and I would have to restate them as best as possible. In that light you may wonder about my words, but keep in mind that I am talking to someone else who has a website with a post that sparked my thoughts. Here is a link to his post which if you were to read it first, then you would gain further understanding of the comment I am about to share with you…

Years ending in the number 6 have mostly held significant meaning to my life. That begins with 1956 as a 6 year old where I first started to become aware of a presence that would occasionally come near to me. I was afraid of that presence for the first few years, and would hide under my covers if in bed. Gradually, I lost my fear as I became older. I also began to notice this presence not only at home in the evening, but elsewhere such as in the classroom or while walking down the street. Later on in my high school years, I began to wonder if this was my ancestor, St Theresa of Avila, watching over me. Many years later I came to firmly believe that it was indeed my ancestor.

Towards the end of 1966, God the Father sent the Holy Spirit to come and enlighten me. I was then 16 years old. All of my life up to that point when I said my prayers, the only request that I ever made for myself was to ask for wisdom and faith. On that night when the Holy Spirit entered into my room after I had finished my prayers, my prayers were then finally answered. I received that which I had requested. The funny part about that was it was only 4.5 years ago when I moved up to the mountains of Trinity County Ca that the awareness came to me that it wasn’t the gift of faith which was given to me that night. I had received the gift of no longer needing faith to know that God is real. I still retain faith in regards to the workings of God, as that is something that no man can fully encompass in their thoughts. As you might imagine, I could write a short story on the full experience of what happened that night.

From there I now take you to 1976. The year where I faced death 3 times where I could not see how I was going to survive the moment. Further at the end of that year I was separated from my wife and two children. That was begot of my foolishness, ego, and youth. I paid dearly for that as it led to divorce. The first should-have-died-moment was around June 6th of that year. I could research that as an accident report was made at the time as well as an insurance claim. Thereafter, the next close call was 2 months later in early August, and the 3rd close call was 2 months later in early October. The totality of this now reminds me of your summation of 3 events followed by a 4th event.

The year 1986 saw me recovering from getting struck by a vehicle in SF while crossing the street. In September of 1986 my family opened a new restaurant in a great location close to the theater district of downtown SF. It looked like good times were finally here, and a renaissance for me. At the very end of the year, a beautiful woman who I had seen in my dreams many times as we stood on a hillside in an unknown land came in to look for work as a waitress. I was completely taken by her beauty, although I did not immediately make the connection between her and the dream which I had first had at the end of 1976. Then it finally dawned on me what I was looking at. She was from Ireland. That made complete sense as in the dream which I used to have I knew that I was standing on foreign soil on that hillside. I could tell as the vegetation surrounding me was unfamiliar, and the scent of the air was very different. I knew that it was not in America. Unfortunately, mistakes in my past led to our not connecting although both of us felt a bonding connection. Yet to behold a dream walking into my life was quite a gift on it’s own merit. {After thinking about this timeline, I have realized that I stated events improperly. The opening on Geary St happened in the beginning of the year, 1986. Helen Ferguson first came into Mama’s around March of that year. I remember now as I first saw her one night at our bar as I came up for a beer after another long day of working the kitchen. That was during the period of when I worked 15 hours a day for 100 days in a row after the opening of Geary St Mama’s.}

Next up is 1996. As I mentioned in my earlier comment, this year starts out with two events in the first month. The first I have already fleshed out as a prophetic understanding. Here is the 2nd. Towards the end of the month of January I awoke from a pleasurable dream. When I say awoke, I mean that “I” awoke while my body remained in sleep. I knew that I was laying in my bed, but what I was looking at was as if I was looking from the back of the inside of my brain forward. I could see all the pathways of my neural network. It was like looking at a very complex road map with highways and ancillary roads leading to the different regions within the mind. There were specks of lights, as if headlights on a road, traveling the multiple pathways. It was rather quiet overall, but that makes sense as my body was still asleep. After viewing this wondrous vision for a bit, my attention was then drawn to a pear shaped object lower down in my field of vision. This pear shaped object was glowing white hot with energy, and with that the understanding began to flow. I will only describe one of the primary understandings. That is that this was all being triggered by the current position of the Moon. Then all of the pieces came together that after 6 full years of celibacy on the 6th day before the Full Moon in the year 1996, I had finally gained understanding of a mystery that I had read hints about through several sources over the years. Once again I was experiencing an incredible enlightenment. In the years following this I always knew when the 6th day of the moon was. In recent years this has shifted though, and so far I have no understanding of why this would be so. Perhaps now that your thoughts have so stirred me to awaken to higher thoughts, I may come to an understanding of the change. Now for the final thoughts.

At the end of 1996 my family lost the lease on our downtown restaurant which by then was close to a 4 million dollar a year business. We were much liked by many. A crooked lawyer had stabbed my father in the back to get the lease from us. My father then talked me into leaving San Francisco to move to Marin County where he had gained a great prospect for our next establishment. I moved to Novato around November of that year, where in early 1997 I walked out onto the back porch to smoke a cigarette in the midst of the great storm which I had predicted in January of 1996, only to end up speaking a quiet prayer and bearing witness to the end of that storm and comet Hale Bopp falling through the northwest sky. I will leave it there for now. Although that is not all as this journey is still ongoing. Except that I now firmly believe that I am part of the story of which you write about.

The paths traced in the sky in 1996 and 1997 by the “naked eye” comets Hyakutake and Hale-Bopp intersect. My friend Bob Wadsworth (the Biblical Astronomy guy) made an important observation in 1997, that the two comets reached the point of intersection exactly one solar year apart. That’s no mere coi…

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