The Black Hat Leprechaun

He was a little man all dressed in green, with small black boots, a back belt and wearing a tall black hat. He appeared before me with his hands on his hips, looking pretty serious to be true.. but then (all of a sudden) he started to laugh.

He laughed rolling to the East and rolling to the South.. He laughed kicking his legs and rolling to the North... and rolling to the West.. and then he got pretty serious again - the little man that he was - as he put his hands on his hips and looked at me as though I had appeared in front of him out of nowhere (so to speak).

"..and where is your hat?" he asked.
Looking me up and down with the most serious gaze I ever saw.
"I don't have a hat!" I replied. Thinking I must be mad to be answering a Leprechaun.

The little man looked at me with a sad look of pity as he slowly shook his head. "Ach... we had better get you a hat and pretty fast.. " he replied... and I had to follow him into town that day to look for a hat.

The thing is, you never insult a Leprechaun..
Well.. Others may take the chance; but the Celtic people know all kinds of dangers and mayhem can arise when you insult the 'little people'. So, due to my ancestral upbringing I had no choice but to go into town and find a Leprechaun hat...

"What do I need a hat for?" I asked the Leprechaun, trying to be polite.
"I need something to sit on," he replied with a straight face, "I mean.. sitting on your shoulder is not as comfortable as sitting on th' soft brim o' a hat!"
Sitting on my shoulder? What does he mean? I did not dare to ask...

"Ach! Look at that! To be sure, is that not a pretty hat!" the Leprechaun called out dancing and leaping in the air.. I looked around me to make sure no one else could see him, which seemed to be the case - as no one else payed any attention to the large black wide-brim hats.

"look at that! Look at that!" he cried.. and indeed, I looked at the hats in disbelief.
I mean, I had to try them on to be polite to the Leprechaun as I attempted to blend in to the environment - so as not to be noticed '-)

It sure looked strange; but I have to admit the wide brim hats looked good.. it's just that I looked a bit like an Irish Leprechaun disguised as a human.. I mean really! He cannot be serious, I thought.. as the Leprechaun danced a jig...

"It's perfect! It's perfect!" he cried. "It's perfect!" and he danced some more.
"I look like those men-in-black.." I said.
"And, doesn't it look wonderful... " he replied.

As I left the shop with the perfect black wide brim hat I wondered what I had let myself in for? After all .. I try to stay anonymous and not draw attention to myself!!
I prefer not to be noticed .. maybe I could wear the hat only in the house?

Unfortunately, the leprechaun insisted I take the hat out of the bag and put it on.. as the first snow of the year began to fall from the skies above us... Well, it wasn't so bad, as the brim of the hat kept the drifting snowflakes out of my eyes.

The little green Leprechaun sat cross-legged, up front, on the brim of my new hat. "Ach! It's prefect!" he said with a smile.

I quietly walked for some time in the snow until a though came into my mind.
"Should you be sitting up there close to my third-eye?" I asked him.
The Leprechaun shook his head.. "And isn't this the perfect place to sit?" he replied. "That's our place... don't y' know!"

I walked along some more and thought about what he said.. the Celts had a long history with the little people, with the Leprechauns, Elves and the Faeries.. sure enough - the third-eye is the part of the human mind closest to these mysterious realms and mysterious beings. But why had they visited me? Other than that I could see them and few others could...

"Ar' you come from Ireland?" I asked the little man.
The Leprechaun made a sound of disgust.. tschiitt.. and then he and I were quiet..
"Ar' you an Irish Leprechaun?" I asked after some long pause.
"Just call me Seamus," he replied, "cos I am not going to tell you my real name - that's to be sure!"

My boots crunched through the silence in the snow, deep enough for November. Seamus was not quiet for long... "We're immigrating," he said.

Of course!! I thought as much!!
Given the turbulence and land destruction of the Emerald Isle.

"It was bad enough when they were callin' us devills, back in those Middle-Ages." he said. "And do y' know why?" he asked.
"Not really!" I replied.
The Leprechaun laughed a mischievous laugh.. "Ha! Cos we wouldn't give them our gold!" he said. "An' we wouldn't share our magic with them, nor give them any tricks to use. That is why they demonised us, don't y' know."

The little green man with the black hat danced a few vortexes around and laughed aloud. He did not look threatening or dangerous; but one can never take a leprechaun for granted or assume they are to be pushed around - because Leprechauns live for a long long time beyond human lifespans.

"Did y' hear it!" he said putting both hands on his hips and staring me blank in the face as a tiny tinkling bell echoed from every corner around the silence of the falling snow. It's a sound impossible to describe. Tiny bells as loud as anyone could imagine, singing their tones from quantum space.

I did not need to answer, because it was not a question.. there are some realities we are fortunate to experience - if those realities allow us into their world. Man at war with nature is not a good position to be in, no matter who you are. Nature has existed for time unaccounted and the Earthman has not really been around that long at-all...

Across Millions of Years

The young man and the young woman were born on Earth; but they could have been born anywhere in the universe... their objective was to focus on the primordial growth of the planet...

The atmosphere of Mars had been destroyed in Solar System Sol. A system floating on the edge of the Milky Way Galaxy and part of the Reptilian, Syrian, Nordic, Lyran wars... Maldek had exploded, leaving a scattered trail of debris orbiting Sol... Venus was under siege and the Earth was under the pressure of Reptilian fear and oppression.

Renegade dimensional men-in-black seeking refuge on Earth 2012, fled as the underground Reptilians sought to consolidate two thousand years of control - they thought! Mental illness and psychic instability is not only a human disease.

Interstellar Nordics and Pleiadians - working with the guidance - were weaving powerful orgone fields across millions of years... something totally beyond the comprehension of the paranoid Reptilians.

Levels of Reptilian-human contamination on Earth had reached critical levels as the Indigo children arrived. The young man and the young woman were born on Earth; but they could have been born anywhere in the universe...

It is never easy to clean a planet of contamination - nuclear or otherwise.

The ancient cultivators of planets and planetary systems worked over billions of years, in the same way a farmer works each year to cultivate his fields.. only the first cultivators on Earth were female.

For some reason the Reptilians felt drawn to high levels of control, leading to perversion and single minded obsession. Dead planets and floating asteroid fragments orbited suns that stood in the way of the Reptilian disease.

They would never defeat the Master Builders... but they could not comprehend this simple fact!

It was beyond the comprehension of the powerful and violent Reptilian overlords that those who do not use power are able to carry out their 'plan' in incomprehensible ways. When a violent race can destroy planets and solar systems with exaggerated use of their knowledge, it is usually the case that they cannot comprehend a more powerful non-use of the same power.

The Master Builders were architects of nebula, suns, planets, solar systems and galaxies. Avoiding conflict and excelling in healing and unbelievable transformations in matter, they continued with their vision no matter what...

Throughout the universe, across galaxies, within Solar Systems, inside planets .. the Master Builders cast their children like seeds on a fertile soil. We grew where they cast us, because deep within our hearts their light shone brightest of all.

The young man and the young woman were born on Earth; but they could have been born anywhere in the universe... within galaxies, across planets, inside planets as well as on their surface, deep in the oceans and high in the winds... the children of the future wove their blue orgone web of life.

Le Morte d'Arthur

Knights of the round table - the sword in the stone - Arthurian legend - magic - mystery and betrayal - the lady of the lake - the spirit realms - Le Morte d'Arthur .. we had traveled back in time from 2111 .. seeking a legend that had been haunting us in our dreams.

Our society was highly advanced [technologically] .. with interplanetary travel, interdimensional travel and guidance from realms beyond physical time-space. Over a thousand year's of upheaval on planet Earth had created balance, as the planet was reforming it's 3D structure in harmony with the higher energy of the spirit worlds.

Planetary societies existed on all continents as new human habitations began to inhabit the lands which had arisen from the oceans .. Our Remote Seeing teams had been some of the first groups to set foot on the Atlantic New-Isle/Lands, and we were blown away with the active information flowing into our body/minds as we walked across the 'unknown lands'.

That was when the strange dreams began to haunt our Remote Seeing teams .. the strange Arthurian dreams .. filled with Celtic symbols and designs. Filled with the energy of those Celtic symbols and designs.

It was helpful to view the Wiki "Le Morte d'Arthur", from 2010 .. and to see the various expansions of the tales of Arthur across the ages; but we were not interested in his death - we were interested in his energy signature.

We returned to Celtic Arthurian Mythology, where we discovered the source of our strange dreams. Far below us, etched across the landscape of ancient Europe, dolmens, stone circles, henges, standing stones and earth-mounds identified the 3D perspective of the spirit of 'Arthur'.

Arthur's round table was the circular orbit of constellations crossing the (K)night skies. The (K)nights of the round table were the seasonal constellations rotating in perfect harmony around the shared (balanced) circular Arthurian table.

From the Orkney Isles to Southern Spain the Gauls, Picts, Celts and Vikings identified with the mystery of the Arthurian Legend .. as we entered the key location identified as the time-zone area of our strange dreams, we discovered Arthur's ancient source .. The source of our dreams.

Arthur Pendragon from Bootes .. we arrived in Earth European time-space November 2010, where we began our research undetected by the watchers of Earth ..

Dea Artio was a Gaulish Bear Goddess of the Continental Celts. There are inscriptions in reference to the goddess found in Switzerland, Luxembourg, Germany and also Gaul ( France ). Her name is derived from the re-constructed proto - Celtic root word - arto meaning bear. Her name literally means The Bear Goddess. She was considered a goddess of harvest, fertility and wildlife. The Autumn season was considered her time because a female bear usually conceives in the Autumn season and spends her hibernation time being pregnant.

We extracted the information and left .. it seemed that Arthur was based on an earlier Celtic Goddess who gave birth to Gaulish and Celtic Europe, before the male dominance era categorised by Rome spead across the region.