Standing on boat dock in Pelican Beach Belize

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Having been in Belize for over a week, the highlight of the expedition, a trip to a Mayan Temple, was to be the next day. After spending the day relaxing and snorkeling on South Caye, we had arrived back at our motel rather late in the evening.
Fierce storms were in the area,and it was doubtful because of high water and flooding as to whether we would still be able to make the trip to the ancient Mayan  pyramid.
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It consisted of boating up the Maya River for 45 minutes and then hacking our way for five hours through the jungle with machetes, staying over night, sleeping in sleeping bags and returning the next day. I was all for adventure, but the longer I remained in the jungle , the less I thought this might be a good idea,(those snakes are awfully big) I think I had reached the limit of my adventurous soul. 

As we approached the boat dock and headed for the motel I had lagged behind the rest, it was fascinating being near the ocean while the storms raged out at sea! I watched for some time, listening to the thunder and being held  in awe of the lightning reflecting off the clouds  .

The storm appeared to be getting closer, it seemed to be time to go for shelter if I didn’t want to become a lightning rod. The group consisted of five, three women and two men and were thus divided up in separate adjoining rooms. As I entered my room, I heard voices coming from the adjoining room where the ladies were staying, yelling for me to come inside because of the approaching storm.

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Being I was already inside, I became confused as to why they were yelling. I stepped out on the balcony and inquired as to why they were yelling at me when I wasn’t down on the boat dock. I scared the living daylights out of them, they swore that I had been standing on that boat dock until the very second that I spoke to them.

It was rather unnerving to all concerned, three people saw me on that boat dock when I wasn’t on it, they couldn’t have all been seeing something that wasn’t there. Is it possible , as the Aborigines believe, that when someone visits an area, they leave an aura that can bee seen forever! That is how the Aborigine Trackers track someone across solid rock and find lost travelers in the Outback.

We all had a good laugh about it and blamed it on the beer we had consumed, but not that much beer had been drank. However the fact that I did have a vague memory of contact with some sort of alien beings while standing on that dock haunted me. The trip was ultimately canceled,  I had made contact with the ET’s ,(their ship was behind the storm clouds), I was counseled in the fact I no longer needed to trek into the jungle,  it was to my best interest to avoid the situation.
 I also sensed that for a while at least, part of me remained standing there,while the rest of me walked to my room.

Do we leave an image that can be seen consciously or subconsciously by other people,did it happen because I had possibly made contact with ET’s?

Guess that is for each of us to decide in our own way.

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 Gary has been a writer/ photographer for over 20 years, specializing in nature,landscapes and studying native cultures.Besides visiting most of the United States, he has traveled to such places as Egypt,the Canary Islands,much of the Caribbean. He has studied  the Mayan Cultures in Central America, and the Australian Aboriginal way of life.Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in many different parts of the world!

He has published several books about the various cultures he has observed.

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Mayan culture

It doesn’t take long to discover that Belize is a land of contrasts. From the poverty and disarray of the cities to the quiet countryside, many differences are soon found. With poverty and crime running rampant in cities such as Belize City and Belmopan, the traveler has to be constantly aware of his surroundings and protect whatever is being carried. Remember,that camera hanging around your neck is worth more than the average Belizean earns in a year. All that aside, the Mayan people are wonderfully warm people many of whom go out of their way to please visitors. Traveling into the countryside one discovers thatch roof homes with no doors or windows. Because of the warm climate , they can live comfortably all year with a gentle breeze flowing through the open windows and doors.

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The Past Comes To Life, The Pyramids of Giza

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As the plane circled for our landing into Cairo airport, I couldn’t help but remember a time four years ago as I underwent my first past life regression.

I had regressed back to a time in Egypt several thousand years ago when I recalled teleporting from another planet, as my soul entered the earth’s atmosphere, I sensed I was forming a body by consciously gathering the minerals and elements out of the earth’s atmosphere.

As I set foot on planet earth for the first time, I had come to Sakara Egypt, a place not far from here! Now as the plane came in for its final approach, with darkness descending over the desert, looking out the window I suddenly recalled seeing the same scene I remembered from my hypnotic session. WOW!!

My mind raced back to that session, I had never been here before in this life time, there is no way I could have known what Egypt would look like at this time of day! I began to recall the things I had said and remembered during the recall, it had been a time of an awakening, a time to realize there was more to life than conventional wisdom teaches us.

As the plane landed,it passes over a large junk yard consisting of planes that have crashed, this left me feeling as nervous as a cat in a dog pound !

Little did I know then what other revelations would come to fruition during the next two weeks as I visited Sakara, Giza, and the rest of Mystical Egypt!

Why did my cameras quit functioning at King Zoshar’s pyramid, why did the inside of the Pyramid of Anus seem familiar?

Why did I feel the pyramids were much older than commonly thought by the so called experts?

All these questions and more would plague me the next several weeks as  new discoveries were made,  as  we toured Cheop’s Pyramid and partied down at the Bel-Air Motel on New Year’s Eve , a trip back in time to Luxor and Thebes, a midnight crossing of the Nile in an old ferry boat straight out of the African Queen movie,  and a day trip to Alexandria.

The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

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Dating back to the land before time, Egypt continues to be a land of mystery and intrigue. Many Egyptians are still farming and earning a living today much the same way they did in ancient Egypt, almost ten thousand years ago. Most are still using irrigation water from the Nile River via the same irrigation canals used many generations ago. Not much seems to have changed in this ancient land
As I viewed the ancient Egyptian pyramids and temples, it seemed to me their civilization had digressed over time. You can’t help but wonder how the same peoples that built the pyramids, today can only build rudimentary mud huts. Homes built over 1500 years ago are like the ones constructed today.
Standing high on the plain overlooking Cairo are the pyramids of Giza. Of the nearly 70 pyramids of Egypt, these three are the most popular and well known. Reputed to be over 5,000 years old, these three landmarks have been the topic of many books, movies, and legends.
Many legends and speculation in Egyptian mythology surround the pyramids. Why were they built, and how were they built? They have been described as burial tombs for the pharaohs, and giant observatories. Speculation also exists they were ceremonial sites where the ancients performed secret rituals.

My First Hypnotic Regression

Written by : Gary Wonning

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It took quite some time to work up the courage to undergo my first hypnotic session.

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I had been thinking about it for some time, but this was 1984, and my only encounter with past life regression was reading about it in books. I knew no one personally who had even come close to doing something like this.

Many things were happening in my life, I was experiencing a lot of circumstances I couldn’t understand on a physical level, there had to be more.

After a couple of months of considering it, I contacted Tom a hypnotist, who lived in my home town. I walked into his office and told him what I wanted to do, asking him if he had ever done anything like this.

His reply, “A couple of times.”

That didn’t do much to raise my confidence level!

I responded that I needed to think about it and would call him later. Being the last part of October, with the holidays coming up, the next couple of months would be pretty hectic. At least that was my rational!

The holidays came and went, now it was January, and I had no more excuses left, I needed to do it, it was now or never!

The appointment was set for a cold January night. Arriving at Tom’s house, he escorted me to his office and the session began.

Tom explained the process to me, explaining that I would be semi-conscious during the whole time, and even if he died, I would be able to come out of the trance on my own. That helped my anxiety and I began to relax.

He began  by  getting me to relax, beginning with my feet and working his way to the top of my head.

As I sunk deeper and deeper into subconsciousness, I began to envision other realities. Deeper I went, with his guidance I began to experience an existence prior to this lifetime!

I sensed different periods of time and my existence during those times, a time during our American Revolution, a time in Peru, and Australia, however I felt I needed to go back to a time in Egypt!

I felt myself coming from another planet, a planet that was flat and barren. As my soul began to descend upon planet earth, I sensed that I was gathering all the elements of my body from the atmosphere!

As I descended rapidly to the earth, I found myself standing on a pyramid in Sakarra, Egypt. The weather was very chilly, the sun was setting and I was wearing a burka and had a beard!

A few years later, while visiting Egypt, I came across this very scene, I had come to the Step Pyramid of King Zoshar. Visiting Egypt  and going inside of the Pyramid of Unas, which is close to the Zoshar pyramid, I recognized it as the pyramid that I went inside of while under hypnosis!

Seeing the pyramids in person, I had a foreboding feeling of having been there before!

I had gone back in time, to the 5th Dynasty, 5,000 years ago!

It was only after visiting Egypt and having this feeling, that I began to feel as there might be something to this past life stuff!
There would be more sessions, more learning , and many more visits to foreign lands, all of which would only deepen my belief of reincarnation, spirit life, Extra-terrestrials, and much more.

But for tonight, I had seen enough, it was time to re-enter the “REAL” World!


Gary has been a writer/ photographer for over 20 years, specializing in nature, landscapes and studying native cultures.Besides visiting most of the United States, he has traveled to such places as Egypt, the Canary Islands, much of the Caribbean. He has studied  the Mayan Cultures in Central America, and the Australian Aboriginal way of life.Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in many different parts of the world!

He has published several books about the various cultures he has observed.

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At this period of time in the history of man, there is probably more individual searching being done into the theories behind the origin of the human race,what happens after death,the possibility of life on other planets, and what our relationship is to these life forms, if they do exist.

There are millions of people who are questioning the existence of God, who he really is, and what is my relationship with him? Is he someone who mysteriously floats around on a cloud watching and judging us from above like some bigger than life Santa Claus, or is he, like many of the esoteric sciences claim, a part of our inner Self, whom we have constant contact with, someone whom we and everything in the universe are connected and are thus one? Each of us in our own way is experiencing what God is, and thus we are each a part of God, thus we are God!

This book is a brief account of my search for my own truth as I know it today, everything stated actually happened, according to my own perception.

It has been an exciting search,at times very frustrating, very rewarding, and above all, very fulfilling.

My main purpose in writing this book is to show that anyone, even a bashful unfamous country boy can have these awakenings, you don’t have to be rich or well-known to find your connection to Divine Source.

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Extra Sensory Perception in Everyday Life

Written by Gary Wonning

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Some say that people can sense what some one is saying or doing over long distances, others dispute the fact.

 One life experience that I can relate seems to confirm that indeed people do communicate over long distances, unbeknownst to the parties involved.

We were in the midst of the Vietnam Conflict, wanting to serve my country, but not necessarily in the Army, I enlisted in the Air Force Reserve in November of 1963 and flew to Lackland Air Force Base in San Antonio, Texas for basic training beginning on January 3rd, 1964.

In those days, your family and friends could wait with you at the gate, so my parents and uncle accompanied me to the airport, after farewells from my family, (my mother wasn’t for this at all!) I boarded the plane, which was scheduled to leave at about 5:00PM.

This was to be my first flight, didn’t need any turbulence. Good Luck on that one!

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The flight to Texas was rather dramatic, in those days the mode of transportation were DC-6s, they normally flew at the unheard of altitude of 5,000 feet, which on a stormy day means flying directly through the clouds and any weather there might be.

Such was the case, with severe storms covering the eastern half of the U.S., we were rocking and rolling all the way to Texas, in those days flying was like riding a bus, a stop was made at every airport along the way.

 Stopping in Memphis, Shreveport, and Houston, our final destination was reached at about 4:30 AM.

Almost 12 hours for an 800 mile flight, we were really booking!

Then the fun began! The first couple of weeks we spent learning the military way of life, up at 5 AM, breakfast, physical training, getting new uniforms, haircuts and the dreaded flu shot!

The day after I had been administered the flu shot, I was scheduled for KP, as luck would have it, I woke up at about 3 AM, sicker than a dog! I had the flu! Oh, Great!! I’m sure they are going to believe this one!

Oh, Well, I’ll just tough it out, I can make it through the day, and by tomorrow I’ll be OK again. Marching over to the chow hall, I began to realize this might not work.  I was feeling really bad and probably looked like death warmed over, I had no trouble convincing the mess sergeant  that  I didn’t feel good, I was ordered to report to sick bay. Reporting to sick bay , my luck continued to get exceedingly worse, the Sergeant on duty was my Training Instructor!

Realizing that I would probably never see the sunshine again, I would spend the rest of my career on KP.
My sergeant , with a sneer, sent me to the barracks for R&R.

Suffering no repercussions from the ordeal, my life continued pretty much like it should, however, a few days later I received a letter from my mom.
She wanted to know if I was feeling better,as on the morning in question, she woke my dad up at 3 AM, and told him that I was sick with the flu!

She had no obvious way of knowing!

Gary has been a writer/ photographer for over 20 years, specializing in nature, landscapes and studying native cultures.Besides visiting most of the United States, he has traveled to such places as Egypt, the Canary Islands, much of the Caribbean. He has studied  the Mayan Cultures in Central America, and the Australian Aboriginal way of life.Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in many different parts of the world!

He has published several books about the various cultures he has observed.

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Are We Alone?

Are We Alone?
By []Geoff Howard

Sometimes we gaze into the dark night above and watch the millions of twinkling lights that seem to very slowly move across from horizon to horizon. Even the most unimaginative mind must sometimes wonder that somewhere in that quagmire of light life may exist. It becomes hard to believe that in the never-ending distances of space with billions of suns and planetary systems only we exist. Could another Earth type planet be lurking out there? Like our planet it would have to have an electro-magnetic defence shield around its atmosphere to protect us from solar flares and be approximately 93 million miles from its sun. The chances that many type Earth planets are out there are good. The underlying factor is that our civilisation is not advanced enough to travel the great distances involved. If we were to travel to Mars I believe the return journey would be approximately 18 months long, to the nearest star many, many years even at the speed of light. The speed of light is a significant barrier to attain as was the sound barrier in early aircraft.

It is astonishing to find that when you gaze up at the night sky (with no light pollution) you are not only seeing other galaxies but looking through time with your naked eyes. You are also looking through gravity the unknown element which bends light and time. Our small physical bodies encase within it a biological computer that is immense in its capability but restricted to the physical plane of existence. Where did we come from? Is it possible that we did come from space originally? Or have we just progressed from ape or monkey type creatures? The big point here is that nobody knows. It cannot be proved nor disproved. Our origins are a complete mystery. Could we be the seeds from an advanced civilisation that once occupied the Earth for a short period or have we evolved from the lower mammal life forms? We are still waiting for evidence of some kind to emerge. Maybe somewhere in the body code of DNA there will be an answer.

In all this religion does play its part. The Garden of Eden could have existed in the earlier Earth period as the bible says, but could two human beings suddenly appear? Science says no and that we must have developed over millions of years. Could two humans from another star system or an earlier Earthly race have started copulation on the Earth? If this is possible, and we have no proof to the contrary, then those star travelling humans probably worshipped God. As an advanced species they could still have their own religion: a system of belief in, worship of a supernatural power or God. This, they would have brought to Earth with their culture. This brings us to the present and the hundreds of churches that have branched off all worshipping one God.

If we are to imagine that other human civilisations exist within our galaxy some in a first state of awareness, others progressed to our level, and advanced humankind who explore space and time travelling in other realms of existence. Would an advanced race wish to contact us? At our stage of development, the atomic era, wide spread religious violence and man’s purpose to gain personal power, I would think not. But if we were in an earlier period of time of very few inhabitants it is possible. If we became so advanced and able to travel to other systems then a visit would be in order to guide and help and to stop us corrupting other worlds.

This is the basis for the Jim Long space agent series written by Robin G.Howard. Imagine a Space Police Federation that monitored all planets within the galaxy covertly and overtly allowing travel in another realm of existence. This allowed the police to travel to other dimensions as in ‘Ancient Ones of Light’ and ‘The White Hole’ or realms of the spirit in ‘Soulgate-temple of souls’. The fourth in the series due out at year end ‘Devine Fanatic’ a story of the planetary origins of religion spiralling out of control.


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Past Life- Reincarnation

Past Lives & Reincarnation – You Would be Surprised to Learn About Your Former Lifetimes
By []Scott Petullo

We once had a past life regression client who, after We directed
him into a past life, became mad at us. “I find it hard to
believe I was a prostitute in a past life!” he said.

His reasoning was that since he would never do “such a low-
life thing” now, he couldn’t have possibly done it then.

While we’re not endorsing prostitution, his statements may imply
a belief that a prostitute is less of a person than someone who

In reality, we are all equal, no matter our profession, race, age,
bank account balance, sexual orientation, social status, body
type, or other factors. Try to accept and have compassion for
those who are different than you.

Besides, considering that prostitution may be the oldest
profession in our world, and that many of us may have lived
hundreds of lifetimes, the idea that we all may have been on
either side of such a transaction isn’t so hard to believe.

Other clients have said, after perceiving past life scenes, “I
find it hard to believe that someone who is so nice could have
been so cruel in a past life.”

We explained that sometimes those who are exceptionally “nice”
now may have learned the value of compassion, consideration,
and love from lifetimes where they were the opposite.

You would be surprised at who you may have been and what
you may have done in past lives. For possible clues, examine
the actions of others, professions, countries, and groups of
people that hold your interest, especially those that provoke
emotion within you.

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Scott Petullo and Stephen Petullo are identical twins and have been exploring metaphysics since the early 1980’s. They are experts in the fields of prediction, personal fate, love life, and past life regression, and are natural psychics and mediums. Get their free report: 13 Spiritual and New Age Myths and 11 Questions to Ask before hiring Psychic.

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Ubirr Rock, Home of Lightning Man

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July 7th, This was to be our last day in the outback of Australia, I was beginning to feel as though I didn’t want to go back to the states, this felt like home to me.

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Our final stop of the day before traveling to the Alligator River Campground to camp for the night was to be at Jabiru, a new uranium mining town in Kakadu National Park.
The Australian government is trying to correct some of the mistakes that we Americans created in dealing with our American Indians, having ruled that when any minerals are found on Aboriginal Land, the wealth is shared with the native peoples. The city of Jabiru is one such instance of this policy being put into effect. It is a very modern city with beautiful parks and lakes. After dining at one of the many outdoor restaurants, we were looking forward with great anticipation of having the afternoon off and spend it swimming in a large lake nearby. It would have been a welcome relief after spending 6 grueling days traveling the Outback of Australia, sleeping in Swags (canvas sleeping bags) stretched out on the ground.
It was about this time that Mark, our driver suggested that if we wanted to see one more Aboriginal Site, he would be willing to drive us. Many things began racing through my mind, we had visited many ancient sites in the last week and I really didn’t want to see any more, the swimming sounded really refreshing, but what the heck, I could go swimming in Batesville next week if I wanted, this was my last day in The Land of Oz, I wanted to enjoy it to the max. I knew deep down that this was going to be a very special afternoon, being in the Outback for almost a month, I was unaware of the date, July 7th, as I found out later it would be a highlight in my search for truth.
Besides that, everyone knows that all the rivers in Australia are filled with crocodiles and after swimming in those uranium infested waters I would probably glow like a porch light all night. With that, nine of us boarded the bus for a bumpy dusty 40 miles of dirt road that lay ahead. Sitting near the back of the bus I had plenty of time to contemplate what lay ahead and what it would all mean to me. As we bounced along the dusty road occasionally crossing crocodile infested creeks and rivers it seemed as though I was going back in time, to a time long forgotten, a time remembered only in the Aboriginal Dreamtime.

I was a little awed at what was going on around me, I could sense and see the other people on the bus, but it was as though I wasn’t really a part of their reality and they perhaps weren’t part of mine. As the dust from the road filtered into the bus and a red layer settled on everyone and everything. At times when passing another vehicle, yes there were others out here; it became so dusty in the bus that we could barely see the driver. At these times it seemed as though we were passing into another dimension.
It was at this time that I felt as if I was actually alone with no one else sharing my experience. I could actually feeling my body becoming lighter and lighter, at the same time becoming less aware of the surroundings around me, while at the same time becoming aware of the sacred lands we were passing through, the warning not to enter without permission of the tribal elders.
My thoughts were interrupted by a sudden jerk and a screeching of brakes, the bus was coming to a stop; we had reached our destination, Ubirr Rock, the home of Lightning Man, a very powerful figure from the Aboriginal Dreamtime.
Namarrgon is a fascinating, lanky, horseshoe-shaped character painted on the rock. His colors are fairly simple; he was probably painted with some sort of makeshift paintbrush, possibly a crushed stick dipped in some iron based paint most likely made from the crushed ochre rock. He is mostly white with the exception of some reds on the right side of his thunder. We could not tell, however, if the red coloration was rock bleed or intentional coloring. This piece of rock art was painted by Nayombolmi (Barramundi
Namarrgon, commonly known as the “lightning man,” is responsible for the violent electrical storms which occur on the Arnhem plateau. According to Aboriginal Dreamtime explanation of this work, Namarrgon and his family came from the sea and traveled Australia for many years. He uses the stone axes that are mounted on his head, elbows and knees to split the dark clouds and strike the ground, creating lightning and thunder. In addition to his axes, he also has a band wrapped around his body. This band belongs to thunder and works side by side with the axes to shake the earth and the heaven

The Dreamtime Is the period of creation in Aboriginal culture. It is the beginning of knowledge and it is when the laws which guide Aboriginal life today were created. The natural elements, the landscape, the plants, and the animals were also created by the first ancestors. It is the basis of Aboriginal religion and culture.
Dreaming is the term used for an Aboriginal group’s beliefs. Different groups have different animals that figure prominently in the stories and serve to explain their beliefs. One area of land might have “Long Necked Turtle Dreaming” while another section belongs to “Caterpillar Dreaming.” The area around Nourlangie Rock is “Lightning Dreaming.” Mabuyu is located at Ubirr Rock. A trail winds up, around, and through giant boulders that are decorated with Aboriginal rock art. Some of the paintings at Ubirr are believed to have been painted by the first people of the Dreamtime or creation era and the Mimis, Others, such as Mabuyu, are more recent. The red spindly figure juggles his possessions: spears, a fan, and a dilly bag. Next to him are the Long Necked Turtles, the Dreamtime symbol of the local Aboriginal people.
Mimis are shy spirits who live in caves and paint pictures where no Aborigine could reach. They pull the rocks down to paint on them and then lift them back up when they are finished. The Mimis were the ones who taught the other Aborigines how to paint, and even though they no longer exist as a people, they remain as spirits As the bus came to a stop, I anxiously made my way to Ubirr Rock, completely oblivious to my surroundings. In my reality no one else existed, only me and the sacred land. I began walking down a trail that was so familiar to me, even though in this life I had never been to this world. I stopped for a moment to view the rock art, the most ancient in Australia, believed to be at least 20,000 years old.
As I walk up the trail leading to Nourlangie Rock, an enormous boulder rising from the dry earth becomes visible. Our first lesson of the day will come from this rock we see before us. To those uneducated in Aboriginal culture, the rock does not appear to be anything particularly special, however, its importance in Aboriginal culture, from the perspective of the Aboriginals, the rock is not just any ordinary rock, and rather it is a sacred site depicting their history and culture. The rock, named Dove Rock, or Feather Rock, represents the story of a man named Namanjolg
The story of Namanjolg is one of incest. It is said that Namanjolg and his sister had sex and later eloped. Ashamed of what they did, Namanjolg’s sister told their family. Upon hearing of their sin, Namanjolg’s family sought him out to punish him. When they found him, he was on top of what is now known as Feather Rock, dancing around a fire. A member of his family then pushed him into the fire. Namanjolg, covered in ash, dove into a nearby billabong and became a crocodile. Namanjolg’s sister took a feather from his headdress and placed it at the site to remind others of the Aboriginal laws regarding incest which she had broken with her brother. Namanjolg’s sister later becomes the Rainbow Serpent, Ngalyod, the subject of many Aboriginal stories from the Dreaming lore.
That rock now contains her eternal spirit which is why the native aborigines come here to tune into these sacred powers.

As with many other Aboriginal stories or rock art sites, the site of Feather Rock serves to educate and remind people of Aboriginal laws:
Namanjolg teaches that incest is wrong
The Corroborree teaches the importance of ceremonial law
Mabuya teaches not to steal
Namanjolg is a perfect example of how Aboriginal people use rock art to inform and instruct. When laws are broken, there are always consequences. The Aboriginal people never developed a written language and spoken languages between different Aboriginal clans vary greatly. They see the rock art as the most effective and universal form of communication between groups. It is also the most effective way to instruct successive generations on their law, culture, and history.
At this point I left the main trail and began walking around the back of the rock and began climbing the 100 ft. vertical wall, at the time carrying 40 lbs. of camera gear on my back. As I began my ascent my reality began to change, I was no longer as American photographer visiting Australia, I was transformed into a native carefully climbing a vertical wall, placing each hand and foot in a strategic place, never pausing, but slowly climbing upward as I had done many times before. Always finding a tree, root or rock ledge enabling me to continue my climb, never pausing but slowly climbing upward in my search for truth.
Reaching the top of this sacred Shrine in the middle of some of the most isolated land in the world I began to feel overwhelming love and peace and a sense of being home, I had returned to The Land of Oz.
I felt my consciousness leave my body and rise high above the earth, looking down I could sense two realities, I had a sense of being high above the earth and looking down upon my lifeless body lying on the rocky cliff, I could observe a bird walking on my right arm, at the same time I was the lifeless body on the cliff, feeling and sensing that same bird walking across my arm.
As I lay on this sacred monument my mind began to pass through the veil of time, into a place from whence all things are seen, back in time, back to a previous millennium, back to the birth of Australia.
As the land rose from the sea, the mountains began to form high above the plains; the Rainbow Serpent began to transform the land into a new world called Australius. I suddenly re-entered my body and came back to the present reality, slightly dazed about what had just taken place.
Upon my return to the bus, Mark, our Aborigine driver informed me that I had been on sacred ground, where no one is allowed without permission. There is a $5000 fine for that. He then looked at me, winked and said” But you had permission!”

Some text taken from Aborigine Elders teachings that were conveyed to us while on Walkabout.

Gary has been a writer/ photographer for over 20 years, specializing in nature,landscapes and studying native cultures.Besides visiting most of the United States, he has traveled to such places as Egypt,the Canary Islands,much of the Caribbean. He has studied  the Mayan Cultures in Central America, and the Australian Aboriginal way of life.Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in many different parts of the world!

He has published several books about the various cultures he has observed.

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