As I drove, I mapped, mentally, precisely where this huge ET craft went into the Earth. Driving very rapidly, I raced to that site. But there was a vehicle in front of me, going too slowly. I floored our car and flew by them so that I could track exactly where the ET craft went into the Earth...
We have a special site where we do our field-work in Joshua Tree now, where we saw this huge craft go into the Earth.
Shari was determined to come, but the cancer was all through her body and was in her brain—she could barely walk. The first night, she lost her balance and fell, skinning her knees. But she said, "Oh, it's okay. It's okay." Here she is, on her deathbed, and is still determined to join us in the name of Universal Peace, to be out under the stars, together with these cosmic beings. It was all so beautiful - and yet, at the same time, so painful for me.
CHAPTER 23
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Infinity
The first night in November of 1997, we set up in an area called Hidden Valley in Joshua Tree. There was a tree next to us that - even though there was no wind — began to shake violently, inexplicably. People in our group started shouting, "What is going on?" And I explained, "They're letting us know they're here."
The ETs actually went from person to person, touching us on the shoulder or on the head. We also had an anomalous high-pitched electronic tone move through the group that most everyone heard. So I knew that they had locked onto where we were, and we were connect- ing.
The moon was maybe three-quarters full. It was a magnificent, crystal clear night. All of a sudden, what looked like a bright light bulb turned on in the sky. It simply appeared — fairly close and big — about a third the size of the moon. This enormous craft lit up, floated along underneath the moon, and then disappeared. This was an absolutely unambiguous sighting of an ET craft. It was in the direction of where the ET craft had come straight down and gone into the Earth one year earlier.
The final night of Shari's last expedition, while driving west to the Palm Springs area, from Joshua Tree, an amazing send-off happened for her. It was late, and of course she was exhausted from battling cancer.
Suddenly, a huge craft came flying over the valley, very reminiscent of the first night she and I were ever in that area. This enormous craft was right at the point of the speed of light. To our delight, the lead part of this seamless ship got ahead of the back part, like an accordion that's elongating, then contracting. The ET beings were saying goodbye to Shari...
By December, Shari was in a coma and unconscious. In January, 1998, she passed away
I've been with a lot of people when they've died, working as an Emergency Doctor. And I've always known from my own near-death experience that it's important, if possible, to have someone there to assist them in connecting to the
Godhead —to help build a bridge to the worlds of light. Our culture has all but forgotten the sacred moment of the passing. Today, everyone is hooked up to tubes, and it's all very technical— but there's a lack of appreciation of what else should be going on at that moment, as we transform from the physical plane to the celestial and astral world. I want to share this story because it illustrates what is possible in that regard.
In January, people who were taking care of Shari wanted me to fly out to Denver. I had visited several times and was very involved in those final months. But I said, "I will come out when the time is right." Timing is everything — and each of us has our moment of a sacred passing to the other side.
Early one morning, while I was meditating, I suddenly went into a state of cosmic consciousness and then into God consciousness. What I saw was the entirety of creation in the shape of what some call the cos- mic egg. If you can imagine: it was infinite, and yet it was discrete. Around it was the infinity of God. I was in a state of being perfectly one with that and aware of it. Then I saw that Shari was there. She was ahead of me, and I knew that what I was doing was showing her the highest celestial level of creation. I knew that she would go into the infinite, celestial home ahead of me - because she was literally closer to that infinite cosmic conscious place...
I knew that she was going to go into it and become one with it. It was, in a sense, the raiment of God— the body of God. It was the total expression of Creator, Creation and unbounded Mind together. I could see the totality of the creation as this gorgeous peach-pink-magenta, sombrero-shaped or galaxy-shaped entity - similar to an egg. It was infinite, even though it was discrete - filled with joy — indescribably magnificent. It was not only physically stunning and celestial, but filled with love and everything beautiful.
As we approached it, we heard a trillion— an infinite number of — beautiful angelic voices, like the Vienna Boys Choir, singing, "We are all one in spirit" over and over and over. As I gazed into infinity, I could see that every created being in the cosmos was represented in it, and yet were still one in this state of infinite awareness. From the morn of eternity, the sound of these voices repeated, "We are all one in spirit" in a specific melody so exquisite - if only I could describe it. It was beautiful beyond words. And just as that happened, I dissolved into that state of infinite love and perfect unity in consciousness.
After coming back to the awareness of my bedroom, I looked over at the clock and marked the time. I knew in my soul that seven 24-hour periods— seven rotations of the Earth— from that exact moment would be the moment of Shari's passing. I just knew it.
Well, she was getting closer and closer to death, and everyone was saying, "Oh,
you have to be here." And I said, "I will be there."
So, on the sixth day, I flew to Denver. Her family and Ron Russell and all her close friends were there—and then I just sort of enigmatically appeared. I said, "I'm here because it is time."
That night I waited till everyone left Shari's hospice room, and then sat with her in prayer and meditation. She had been in a coma for weeks. As I read a beautiful prayer to her, I looked over - and her eyes opened for the first time in weeks. And one enormous tear glided down her cheek. She knew I was there.
So I told her, "It's okay -- you can go now."
I was certain that Shari needed to hear that from me, because she had told me that she felt she was abandoning me with the burden of this work. I said, "You can do enormous work on the other side. You can do many things beyond what you can do here." What most people don't know is that those enlightened people who go to the other side are the leaven that mysteriously raises this world.
They're the inspiration and the unseen hand that protects and guides and helps the progress of this world. It's happening all the time, whether we see it or not.
I connected with her very deeply, reassured her, and said, "You can go now. It's time. You can go."
Seeing her in her coma state, and realizing that she'd complete her passage to the other side by the next morning - I felt a deep sorrow.
I was staying in Shari's home, which was now empty, except for a woman who had been caring for her. But, that night I couldn't go back right away, so I went to a night place in downtown Denver. I simply wanted to sit and have a drink someplace.
A gay couple began chatting with me. I ended up telling them all my feelings. I explained to them about the astral and spiritual realm and what was going to happen. These new found friends were extraordinarily pure hearted and spiritual. Just what I needed on this night - in a most unlikely setting!
I've found that I can go to places like that and meet such spiritually incredible people. On the other hand, I can go into a church and meet misguided, cruel people. So, it's not the place, it's the intent.