Hello all..
Well as promised here is the story of the night that I met, whom I belive was, my spirit guide or one of them any way. I haven't fully remembered the conversation in it's entire form, but small pieces are coming back to me on an almost daily basis. After the meeting I went directly home and recounted the evening in my journal so most of this story is from my journal and I will try to fill in the blanks with what I have remembered since then.

On January 22, 1999 i was sitting at the counter of our local Denny's drinking a cup of coffee and reading our beloved Lindas' Star Signs. I used to wait tables at Dennys and sometimes on sleepless nights I would sit in back booth or at the counter and drink cofee and chat with the girls that I used work with. On this particular evening I had promised my upstairs neighbor a ride home from work. She was scheduled off at 5am.
I went in early, better for me to stay awake and pick her up, than to count on waking up at such an early hour.
Okay so there I am at the counter very intently reading my book, not really aware of anything, or anyone around me. I never have really made it a habbit to have conversation with the people that frequent denny's at 3am. Mostly drunken idiots. So I hadn't even noticed that someone had taken the seat next to me.
" You read like an English Major."
I hear come from the seat next to me.
I briefly glanced over to the man sitting next to me. Normally I would have given him a smirk little grin and continued reading with paying any more attention to him. But little did I know, there wasn't going to be any thing normal about the next three hours of my life.
"Excuse me?"
I replied, because I hadn't really heard what he said.
" You read like an English Major" He replied.
"What makes you say that? and how exactly does an engish major read?"
He smiled and I noticed what beautifully entrancing eyes he had. I could not look away.
" Well, I'm not sure exactly, I just have never seen any one sitting at Denny's reading a book as intensely as you are. So I just figured the book had to be something that you had to really enjoy, and there is just some thing in the way you look that screams college student. So if English isn't you major what is?"
" Well, i amnot in college so your wrong there but I happen to be reading a book that has so much useful information in it that I can't help but to be intense about it."
" So are you telling me that you are learning, just soley for the purpose of learning and not because you have to learn the information contained in that book?"
" I guess you could say that"
" Hmm..." He mused " the eternal student. Thats a good philosophey because I believe that the moment I am done learning that is the moment that I am done living."
I turned back towards my book to ponder what he had just said.
"By the way, what is your name?"
I replied without looking at him.
I guess he took that as a sign that I didn't want to talk anymore and said,
"hey kiddo, this is your world, I'm just trying to live in it for a minute."
I turned and looked at him and smiled.
"I'm know that you are a little unsure about talking with me, but i promise that you open up your eyes, all three of them than you and can recieve each other in the way that we were meant to. So ask yourself, are you here to play with me or mess with me? If your here to play then lets have fun, if it's the latter, then you have a tough job ahead of you. Don't make me pull out my toys"
Now at the very moment that I said that I knew exactly what he meant, everything was clear. Because i know that i have the tendency to toy with people a little in order to keep them at a distance, you all know the scorpio tendencies, but I did not want to play those kinds of games with thins man, i suddenly felt very close to him as though he already knew the inner workings of my heart and mind.
And I knew the difference between play and mess so I said " lets play. What is your name?"
" Sam Little"
"And where do you come from Sam little?"
"Well, I guess i come from New Orleans"
"So what is it that you'd like to talk about Sam?"
"Well let's talk about dignity. How much would you say that your dignity is worth? $5,$100 ?"
I was silent while I pondered this.
"let me just say this"He said " No matter what the price is save it, spent it tomorrow, or next tuesday."

Now I'm sure that we talked a little more about this subject, and I recall a few things about not worrying about Y2K and a Jazz fest. that takes place in New Orleans in April of each of year that I need to attend.
I also recall little bits about Jesus studying with the druids and buddism, but most of that is unclear.

Towards the end of our conversation he said to me" You are a stand up kinda gal and I am proud of you for that."
I got a little teary eyed as if my father was patting me on the back.
"I want you to remember that sometimes you just have to stretch your claws and scratch the carpet. Hey it's your carpet you paid for it. i'm just playing withit for for a moment. I also want you to listen to your heart and not be afraid to to pull the weapons in your mind when someone is messing and not playing in your world. Your going to visit a couple of wonderous places soon and you'll have to disquinish between these two types of behavior, and some what defend youself.

He got up to leave and handed me a card that had some info about the Jazz fest. on it .
"Good bye my friend and much Love and Light to you an you journeys. Thank you for allowing me to spend sometime in your world."
He hugged me and left. I felt so full, yet so full of questions that I knew he had the answers to. I Looke dat the card again and flipped over only to find the words" see you in cripplel creek my friend."

I looked at the clock and relized that 3 hours had passed and I felt like only half that had gone by. My friend sat down next to me an d apologizded fo rhaving to work an hour over. I aske dher if she saw the guy sitting next to me. And she swears that no one had sat in htat seat all night long.

So there is what i can remember. the only thing that I ad is that this past labor day i went to Kentucky with my Leo to spent the holiday with family, My Leo's family, and met an uncle that spends two months year in cripple creek and told stories all weekend of his adventures. All he pesonally said to me was that i needed to go, and that Cripple Creek has a way of calling out to the people that need to go. So if you hear the call....

Weel I apologiize for the type-o's but I am a two fingered typest and I think it took me close to an hour to write this. so I would love to hear similar thoughts, experiences and I will keep you updated as my memory returns.

Oh my God Little Scorp! You have been truly blessed! It definitely sounds to me like you have met your spiritual guide; all the signs are there indeed! Oh, I can't wait until you do go to Criple Creek because it is definitely for sure that you are going. I bet you can't wait to see your spirit guide again when you do arrive there. You leave me in suspense while I wait for that to happen. I wonder what your spirit guide will reveal to you once he meets you there? Oh, please, do keep us posted.....

Peace and love

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Venus

Little scorp-- I'm with Venus-- what an amazing story!!! I've always wanted to go to Cripple Creek too, ever since I first read Star Signs--

But, how amazing it must have been to actually experience such an encounter!!! Wow! I've been desiring the manifestation of a teacher forever, it seems (oh they come, but never in human form)

I can't wait to hear what you re-member next. You Scorpions are just so full of deep mysteries!!

Love & Light
TC

Thank you so much for spending the time and energy to relay your experience to us. It was well worth it! I enjoyed it much!

Dear Little Scorp

!!! WOW !!!

LOVE & MAGIC
essence

Good Day, Ladies. I was just messing around checking things out when I ran across this thread. Very interesting! I have a spirit quide but he's been pretty quiet for years. I have never seen him. He came through when I first messed with automatic writing. I kind of miss him. He has an interesting sense of humor. I talk to him often but have the feeling he isn't saying anything because there are things I have to learn on my own. When I first started messing around with Lexigraming I discovered the words, "The Lone Ranger" in my maiden name. At first I thought it was silly, but after thinking it over, found it kind of profound. There is so much that I have had to learn on my own.

I wanted to let you know that a trip to Cripple Creek is an experience not to be forgotten. I went there with my daughter and her little family about 2 years ago. We didn't know at the time that Linda wasn't there any more. I expected to run into her while walking around. Asked about her at this one little store, but the clerk didn't seem to know who I was talking about. I was not happy to find all of those gambling places. Was afraid it would tarnish the Magic of the town. It was a foolish fear. The first strange thing that happened was in a building with all kinds of video games in it. We were letting the kids play some games when my daughter had to go to the bathroom. She came out a little shook up. She told me that she heard some one call her name as she was comming out the door and no one was there. We didn't say anything to her husband. He tolerates our mystical interests, but doesn't care to discuss this "Stuff" with us. The thing we really wanted to see was the museum in the old "red light" district. We were walking around looking for signs when my daughter hollered for us to follow her. She said later that she just k-new where it was. It was marvelous! The woman who took us through it told us so many interesting things. Did you know that the corsets they used to wear in those days were killers? Some women even had their lower ribs surgically removed so they could cinch up their waist. We were told that the girls in Pearl's house bought opiates by the gallon to handle the pain caused by these contraptions. I loved this one dress they had on display that one of the girls had worn. It had monkey fir for trim. I guess it was a popular trim back then. I got to touch it and it was so soft. Then we went upstairs to the bed rooms with a second quide. She was more interesting than the first. She was the one that told us the story about how Pearl died. Her boyfriend had come down on the train to see her that night. He was always bringing her expensive gifts. That night he gave her a beautiful dress. They got into an argument about something and he left in anger. Got on the train and went back to Denver. She went to her room wanting to be alone. One of the girls found her in the wee hours of the morning, unconscious. She had over dosed on the opiate and they couldn't wake her. They called in the doctor, but he couldn't help. She told us that no one knew if it was a suicide or an accident. We were standing in front of one of the bedroom doors when I felt someone standing behind me. The presence was so strong that I turned around expecting to find one of the other visitors standing there, but there was no one. Not visable any way. The guide didn't know which of the bed rooms belong to Pearl, thought it was the one at the end of the hall. There were two pictures on the wall in there. One of Pearl and the other of her sister, but they didn't know which was which. She said they had a psychic in there one time and the psychic had told them there was something hidden in one of the walls that Pearl had put there. The quide assumed it was money. My daughter and I were both rather quiet when we left. We were both mulling over the impressions we had gotten while we were there and we didn't want to say anything in front of her husband. He thinks we are crazy enough and we didn't want to further this impression. We walked around a bit more. Met a real nice fellow in one of the stores who lives there years round. Asked him about Linda and he said he didn't know anything about her. We got in the car and headed for Pikes Peak. We hadn't gone far when out of the blue, my son-in-law asked me if ghosts can follow you. He was quite disturbed. Said that he had gotten the feeling while we were in the museum that there was a woman behind him and she was still there. That was when we started telling him the impressions we had gotten while we were there. My daughter and I got the same impressions. Pearl's bedroom, the one she died in was the middle room, not at the end of the hall. The two pictures were of a blond and a brunette. Pearl was the blond. And there was something hidden in the walls but it was not money. We felt like this woman was listening to us as we talked. For some reason she liked us. Don't know when she left us. She may of still been there when we made it up to the top of the Peak. What a way to end a mystical day! A Thunder Storm rolled in while we were up there. The air was alive with energy. We wouldn't have missed it for anything. We stayed in the area for a couple of days. There is so much to see. Another favorite spot was the Cliff Dwellings. You can actually walk around in them. We don't know when, but we have every intention of going back there. Next time we will have more than two days. And next time we will make reservations at a Motel. Had a terrible time finding a place to spend the night. Spent much of the night lost in Colorado Springs. What an adventure!!! You have to see it for yours-Elf. Where there is a will, there is a way.

Here's wishing you all a fine Adventure of your own. EXPECT A MIRACLE!!!

Freebird......over and out

PS We both agreed that Pearl did not commit suicide. She was in physical and emotional pain and accidentally over dosed.

Dear FreeBird

!!! WOW !!! to you too

LOVE & MAGIC
essence

p.s. - Lone Ranger is in my name too ...

Great Story!

On a sadder note... I once heard that people who OD, wether deliberately or not, all have at least a partial yearning for death, wether subconcious or concious. Wonder if part of her wanted to die without really acknowledging it?? Who is Pearl anyway?

Wow your stories are so entertaining. If we added everyones up we could create a book!

Cripple Creek sounds magical Freebird.

Yes do keep us posted little scorp!

Essence......Nice to k-now that I'm not the only Lone Ranger riding across this prairie of life. We must remember to always do good deeds. I don't know about you, but I could use a little help from Tonto. He must be busy helping others right now.

Arual......If I remember correctly her last name was Van Derveer. I think my spelling is a bit off here. She was a famous "madam" in the old West. I had come across her name in history books before the trip to Colorado. I agree. Even if a person crosses over to the other side in a car accident, it's with agreement from the higher s-Elf. She was a facinating person. They say she went all the way to Paris to get designing ideas for her house of "Special Ladies." Her clients were screened and had to have a good reputation (not to mention a lot of money) before she would do business with them. Who k-nows? Even though she ran a good business, she may have grown tired of the ugly side of prostitution. As the Indians would say, "It was a good day to die."

Hello, Dolphin. I do love your name. It would be interesting to k-now why you chose it.

Well, I'm out of here. The sun is shinning and it's so nice and warm out there today. Think I'll take my grand-daughter for a walk in the woods. Blessed Be!!!

Freebird.....over and out

I choose my name for a number of reasons here goes.

Numerologically it add's to 24 and reduces to 6 the same as my real first name.

I was born on the 7th so I love the ocean and live across from it.

I dream alot about telepathy. Dolphin read each other's minds and live together with love in there pod community.

They are very wise creatures that want to teach us humans a thing or two.

They will communicate with a fetus in the womb and will program it's computer brain. There have been experiments on this and the children turn out extremely intelligent.

I believe the are enlightened and wise.

Hey there Everybody

Little scorp i totally agree with the others in their amazement of such an experience and believe that a trip to Cripple Creek is bound to occur (at some point)

How do you feel about what happened and how did you feel during the encounter? Have you made any formulations about why? do you have any preconcieved thoughts about what might occur when you reach Cripple Creek? I'm not meaning to be intrusive just genuinely interested

Freebird i found your story very interesting also and agree with dolphin that 'bout OD'ing and other kinds of death related accidents. When it comes to stuff 'bout Cripple Creek it make me feel so far away here in London (UK) and yet hearing stories make it feel so near !!!

Bye for now Love Kellyfish

PS Venus my NorthNode is Scorpio thanks for your previous info

Hello Little Scorp that was great I was glad I got to read it

Dolphin have you seen anything on the studies of Autistic children and children with Down Syndrom and the benefits the Dolphins have brought them
big surprise the programs are low on the budget list also
I have recently learned of experiments with sonar that are harmful to the Dolphins and Whales check out the archives on the site for Good Works On Earth there is a listing on the Navy and and another on Whales and Dolphins
take care be well Lia

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Well, Hello there, Kellyfish! I was headed for London once apon a time a long time ago, but got way layed by karma. I wanted to go there and study acting. Very young and full of dreams. Don't ask how I landed here in Kentucky. It's much to long a story. I like it here. I live right on Lake Barkley and work at the State Park. I think I would still like to visit London some day. Right now I'd love to take a trip back home to Olympia, Washington. It's just a little North of Seattle.

I might have k-nown that you felt a kinship with the Dolphins. They are such amazing creatures. I've heard so many beautiful stories about them. Isn't it a pity that humanity has taken so long to take such a good look at them? The Indians always told us we could learn a lot from animals. I've also heard stories about how they can help children. My daughter has 3 children. Two of them are autistic. Unfortunately we don't have any Dolphins here at Lake Barkley. But I'll tell you this much. I do think it helps them that we live in a house surrounded by Nature. One is a 12 year old boy and the other is a 7 year old girl. We found out right after the girl was born that the boy had autism. We hoped she would be "normal" like her sister. The middle one is 10 years old and has a slight learning problem, but far from autistic. She never stops talking. The youngest one has been a lot more trouble than the boy. He was one of the sweetest natured babies I've ever seen. He is still a sweetie. The girl was the crankiest baby I've ever seen. Thank heaven she grew out of fussing all the time. She is still a handfull and we watch her pretty closely. She went from being afraid of everything to wanting to explore everything. The boy got lost in the woods once when he was younger and we don't want to repeat history. She is Pixiated. Sometimes I will just quietly sit on the porch and watch her playing by hers-Elf. At least I don't see any body. I made what I call a Fairy Garden at the edge of the property. The middle girl and I are always planting things. We got Mums and Daisies and Mint there. The little one goes down there constantly and chatters away to the wee people. It seems they are just a little shorter than her. We couldn't find them any Dolphins so we just love them ours-Elves.

Hey, Hey. Dinner is ready. I'm out of here.

A round of Dolphin kisses to every one!!!

Freebird......over and out

Hey everyone--

Of Freebird, you're story was so interesting too!! What a life you've had!! You definitely deserve the crown for wisdom-- learned the hard way. The school of hard knocks-- and the students that graduate from it are always, always---the sharpest. Right??

I've just loved reading everyone's posts on this thread!!! From the very moment I heard of Cripple Creek, I have wanted to go there-- I don't know why, exactly-- but I'm drawn to it. . . the same way I am drawn to Italy & Egypt-- I have no idea why, its just in my bones!!

Blessed be all!!!

Love Jennifer

Hello all....

Not much time to chat right now, but I wanted to say thank you for the wonderful responses to my story. It was truly an amazing encounter for me. I have only felt comfortable relating the tale to one other person, my Leo mate, for fear of being thought insane or something. I'm sure you all know how that can feel.
That you freebird for relating your stories. what a wonder adventure!! I also wanted to tell you that I have heard of other animals that help autistic( spelling?)
children. The main ones that comes to mind are horses and dogs. I recall seeing a t.v. program where the children are slowly familarized with the horses, and then begin to ride them. The results were really quite amazing. Anyway, just a thought.
Well better run for now.

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Love & Harmony

Jeffifer......They say that even if you can't remember your past lives, sometimes you still have a longing or interest in a country you once live in. Do you think maybe you once lived in the mountains of Colarado? You may have strolled the country side in Italy. One of the many reasons I was so happy about our trip to Colorado was that I believe I lived in Leadville, Colorado in a past life. It's just a little North of Cripple Creak. We didn't have time to go up there. I feel so strongly related to the American Indian and was just so blown away by the Cliff Dwellings. I realized when I was walking through the ones near Colorado Springs that they had to have been terribly short. If the wooden ceilings had been there I would have had to stoop over and I'm only 5 feet 4 inches tall. Found our that I would have been concidered a basketball player at my hight. If you go there, you have to go to the Seven Falls and I recommend it at night. It's a beautiful waterfall and they light it up at night. We've been longing to go back there ever since we left.

I couldn't agree more about animals. I told you about the time my grandson got lost in the woods behind the house. My daughter had called and a rescue squad was on it's way when she looked up and here was Hedi, a wonderful Labrador, was leading him out of the woods. She was quite a dog. The kids were pretty little then and when I would take them to the lake to go swimming and she helped me watch the kids. She'd swim with them and when she thought they had gotten out to far, she heard them right back in. Hedi and my little Punkin are burried on a little hill out back. We call it the Pet Cemetary. Punkin was my Soul Dog. No one k-new me better.

I've wondered at times if I shouldn't try to write a book about my life. I truly have been around. Done a lot, seen a lot. For a little while there I drove a Semi. Been all over in that Big Truck. But, if I were to do it right, I'm afraid I'd have to write an entire series of books. I just thought of a title: "She's An Eagle When She Flies" Sub Title: Part One. There is an Astrological reason for this. My Aries Sun is opposite my Libra Rising (3 degree orb). Ruler of my Sun, Mars, trines my Rising Sign and sextiles my Sun. Then add a stellium in Gemini. That's where I get my curiosity. I like my Mars in Aquarius. Because of it, I have experienced the best and the worst. They are two sides of the same coin. Sure wouldn't have missed the best and I've learned from the flip side. Of course, that's a lot easier to say now than it was when I was going through the nightmare of a second marriage. Got awful hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel for a while there. I do have the feeling that the time is right for some good karma now. It's not just that I feel like I have paid my dues, but the world could use a more positive force right now and I am more than glad to volunteer for the job.

Time for me to get off of here. Daughter has homework and needs the computer.

Freebird......over and out

PS......Ooops! Almost forgot to tell you that I lit a candle last night for the Sisterhood. It was an aqua color, Ocean scented. We women will have to find our s-Elves before the men in our lives will even realize they have been lost.