May 17, 2012
Mom, Dad, a friend lying on the floor with a hangover, another friend with head problems, quick travel, a pool party—these were things I had dreamed about. None of these things stuck out to me as having any particular significance, but after I woke up, I kept thinking, “Hopi—Ant People—Hopi—Ant People.”
After ordering my morning smoothie and breakfast sandwich at Starbucks, I went online and Googled “Hopi Ant People.” This information is what I discovered:
Hopi Indians Kachina | Revised: The Peaceful People, Hopi, live in northeast Arizona today and are believed to be descendants from cultures to the north, east, and south. One of their ancestors is the Anasazi, who directly relate to the Aztec culture. Though many civilizations maintain beliefs of descending from the sky, the Hopi believe they came up from a hole in the Grand Canyon, known as the Sipapuni.
One of the many Hopi legends refers explicitly to the Ant People who inhabit the heart of the Earth. Depictions of the Ant People strongly resemble sighting reports of modern-day gray aliens. The Hopi believe that at the end of this cycle of time, the star people and star knowledge will return. The arrival of the Blue Kachina will signify this.
It is important to note that the legend of the Blue Kachina also coincides with Mayan prophecy and the modern Planet X theory, suggesting an interconnection between Hopi, Ancient Mayans, and Ancient Sumerians (The Annunaki).
Further prophecies relate to similar creation stories found throughout different cultures. It is believed five stone tablets existed. The Creator kept one; two were given to the Hopi themselves, and the remaining two were given to brothers in history to be brought back together when the world reunites in peace.
I found this information quite interesting. I couldn’t help but think about the rock I found at the Blythe Intaglios on Day 19, which looked very much like the head of a gray alien. My journey was becoming very interesting.
With all that in mind, it was time to head to my next destination, one hour and thirty minutes south of Farmington. It took about an hour to drive from Farmington, New Mexico to a point in the desert where the paved highway ended, and the dirt road began. From this point on, things got a little bumpy and very dusty.
After twelve miles of shaking, rattling, and rolling, my van and its contents arrived safely at Chaco Culture National Historical Park, but not necessarily in one piece. The road was in such bad shape that it loosened up some of the screws in my newly installed rooftop AC/heating unit.
The Chaco Culture National Historical Park is located on the 36°03′ Parallel.
Chaco Culture National Historical Park
After passing the park entrance, I drove straight to the visitor’s center, paid my entry fee, and purchased one night of camping. I circled back to the campground and grabbed campsite No. 25, located next to some small, ancient ruins.
After straightening up the contents of my van and tightening the AC/Heat unit screws, I set out to explore the park. The ancient sites, Chetro Ketl and Pueblo Bonito were first on my list.
As I pulled into the parking lot, I was greeted by a friendly sparrow whose wings were blowing in the strong desert wind. Sparrow offered the following medicine:
- the power of music,
- understanding race,
- desire and
- being fertile.
I packed my hiking bag and headed for the first site, known a Chetro Ketl. This place was massive. As I was walking around the site, I kept searching for a shaded spot to do my meditation, but there was very little shade to be found. The kiva was so large that I had to take five separate photographs to capture the entire width. Using Photoshop, I merged the photos into one, which I created.
Chetro Ketl
As I walked around to the back of the site, I came upon a fantastic wall with just enough shade to hide from the sun. I decided this great wall would be where I would perform my “Soul Mate” invocation.
As I walked past the wall, I noticed several large windows, and so I decided to meditate in the third window.
Once my meditation was complete, I looked overhead and took the following photograph.
I then placed my olive leaf on the ground just inside the window as a peace offering. I couldn’t explain it, but I felt incredibly honored to be in this place.
I then set out for the next site, Pueblo Bonito, which was a few hundred feet down a trail of petroglyphs. I couldn’t help but notice that some of the carvings looked just like “Ant People” or space aliens.
Once I finished exploring the petroglyphs, I finally reached Pueblo Bonito. This place had tremendous energy and power. It was so massive that I could not photograph it.
While walking around the back side of the ruins, I crossed paths with a tiny lizard.
After spending some time with the lizard, I finished my tour of Pueblo Bonito, and then returned to the visitor’s center to cool down from the hot sun.
I spent an hour in the visitor’s center talking to one of the park rangers to determine whether I should stay at Chaco Canyon for the extremely rare Annular Solar Eclipse, which was scheduled to take place in three days.
During our conversation, I told him that my biggest concern was access to food. Since the closest store was approximately 45 minutes away, one-way, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to put myself or my van through that drive down the dirt road every day for the next three days. When he told me they were expecting approximately 500 people for the event, I knew right then and there that I wasn’t going to stick around. I had no interest in being around that many people.
I decided to leave the following morning. I then asked the park ranger to recommend a hike I could complete before sunset. He informed me of the Pueblo Alto Complex hike, a two-mile round-trip walk to the top of the canyon. It felt right to me, so I went for it.
I drove to the Pueblo del Arroyo parking lot, acquired a free hiking permit, and headed up the canyon’s side. When I reached the top of the canyon, I looked back at the parking lot and could barely make out my van.
The hike was nice, but once again, there was no shade. It took me along the upper edge of the canyon, past some mysterious figures embedded in the rock…
Then, it brought me to a small monument named “Stone Circle,” which had the same name as my campsite on Day 18 of this journey. The synchronicities were too strange!
I stepped inside the circle, faced east, and prayed in all directions. About that time, a crow made itself known to me on a nearby rock.
I continued my hike until I came to the overlook of Pueblo Bonito, where I had spent time with the lizard. Finally, I was happy to capture this magnificent place in a decent photograph. I was in complete awe of its size and structure—its shape was like a half-moon.
Pueblo Bonito
I continued my hike to the top of the canyon and finally made it to the Pueblo Alto Complex. Nothing caught my eye, so I turned around and began my long trek back to the canyon’s edge. I returned to “Stone Circle” and thanked the Creator for keeping me safe on my hike. Once again, a crow flew directly over my head. Thinking fast, I grabbed my camera and took the following photograph. The crow was carrying something in its beak, which I received as a sign of some offering from the ancestors.
About an hour later, I completed my hike and returned safely to the campground. That’s when I noticed that I had company for the night. The Ant People were my next-door neighbors.
Ant offers the following message:
- planning,
- patience,
- future,
- stamina.
The Ant People | My Soul Mates?
I then said farewell to my amazing day at Chaco Canyon…
and prepared for the messages of the night. I went to bed around 10:00 PM under a sky full of countless stars.