Dear Ann/Kari,

This past year has been very challenging for me within my own personal life:

1) I moved to Dragoon, Arizona, to stay with my friend, Star Laughing Fox, in May 2018.

2) Star invited me to go with her to Odgen, Iowa, to experience my very first Native American Sundance ceremony. We were supporting our friends, Shakara Tosh and Jim Wenzel, as they performed their own Sacred Sundance ceremony with other members of the Native American tribes.

It rained the entire week and even our tents got soaked. What is interesting was that I got to experience rain for the very first time and got my feet muddy and wet.

I watched the ceremonial circle without my hearing aids sometimes. It was the Native American drums that I have felt through my own heart in its vibrational beat. It was a very loving, warm and exciting Sundance ceremony. The kids love the freedom to get muddy, wet and have fun in the camp.

3) The day we left for Iowa from Arizona (Friday, June 15), I received a phone call from my daughter, Elaine, who informed me that my Dad (Papaw) was diagnosed with kidney failure and there was nothing that the doctors can do for him at his age of 91. All three of my children were with him during the week as they took turns to be with him while my brother and his wife had to work.

The doctors thought that he may have a month or two to live. He only lasted a few days. And, he got his wish that he wanted to die in his sleep and, at last, be with Mom.

4) On June 21, my daughter left me a text message, alerting me that Papaw passed away. I was the only one that was not able to make it home. I thought that I would have more time. I was wrong.

I alerted Star and the Native American chiefs in the camp about my Dad's passing that morning. I saw Dad an hour after he had passed, holding Mom's hand. He said, "My daughter, you are exactly where you need to be."

Native American Cherokee Grandmother, Black Star, also saw my Dad and had asked me if he loved to dance. I told her, "Yes, he was a musician and Mom was a singer. They both loved to dance at their own band engagements, especially to their favorite song, Tenderly."

Grandmother Black Star said, "He is dancing within the Sacred Ceremonial Sundance circle."

I told her, "Yes, he and Mom are dancing to the tunes of Tenderly within the circle." The word got out to the Native tribes and they all danced the dance for my Dad and Mom all day with songs, prayers and sweat lodge. So, I was not alone. I had my Native American families with me that day.

5) On the evening of June 21, a young couple took me to their home in Des Moines, Iowa, and took me to the airport the next morning to fly to Houston Hobby, Texas. My daughter, Elaine, took me home with her. The funeral wake was held on June 30.

The very next day was my brother's birthday, July 1. I knew that it would be very difficult for David, my brother, to even celebrate his 60th birthday. It was a sad day for all of us.

6) We had three deaths within the few days of each other ... (1) My sister-in-law's brother, Ross; (2) my Dad, Sam; and then, (3) my youngest daughter's Black Lab named Tucker. It was a very sad time for many of our family members.

7) My life is fixing to change drastically. What I thought would occur for me in the next few months has drastically shifted. My brother and I did not get along well, for we had unresolved relationship issues for which I did step up to the plate to say I was sorry for my own actions therein after the funeral wake. He begged me to get close to my children and grandchildren.

I think that the death of our Dad has radically changed David about what is important in life. In this respect, I am listening to him, even though I do not trust him and his wife, Luann. They were toxic to me for many years. This is why I had to leave for Arizona, to heal myself. Now it seems that I am back to heal the rift between all of us, even though I am a gifted telepathic, enlightened soul and completely different from them (meaning, not of the norm, so to speak).

8) My oldest daughter, Elaine, began to heal because she sees me here and back in their lives. It gave her "hope" that I will stick around for family. She also is aware that I am very different and will continue to do my telepathic work between the heavens and the Earth, so to speak. It looks like I will be back to live in the Houston area with my two daughters as my son lives in the Austin area of Texas.

9) It is interesting that when the last of my parents have made their transition, priorities changed. I will buy two small homes in Texas (hopefully, winter and summer homes). And, I will spend more time with my children and grandchildren, to heal them emotionally, mentally and spiritually.

10) Life continues to surprise me when I least expect it. It is going to be an interesting ride for the next few months of my life, during the time of legal documents, financial inheritance, cleaning out Dad's house and relocating back to Texas from Arizona.

Right now, I am staying at a La Quinta Hotel. Then I will be back at Elaine's home. We will go over to Dad's house to help clean, clear out and pack up my things for storage. Afterward, I will fly back to Arizona to stay with my roommate, Star Laughing Fox, and wait for my brother's signal to begin the transaction of funds and return to Texas with my things.

I had no idea the amount of tedious tasks that it takes to finalize our parents' belongings, funds and sale of the house. I feel for people who lost their parents and/or spouse who have to deal with the finalization of legal stuff and so on. It is certainly not an easy task for my brother, who is head of the estate, and has to deal with the legal things, along his wife, Luann, who handles all of the financial stuff.

That is it from here. My prayers are with you during your own challenging personal life issues. I have to keep saying to myself ... "This, too, shall pass." Life will get easier and healing will continue to flow on a daily basis. All it takes is LOVE.

Love, Adona

Dear Ann,

First off, I want to discuss the concept of Me. Annie, I know you've had children. Have you noticed the smell of newborn babies? They actually have a non-smell, and they're always touching their mother's face, like they're trying to accept the
concept of Me, or self, as the other We cannot see how we've separated one Me from another Me.

Many people have read of Grays looking into experiencers' eyes. No one can figure out why. I hope to offer one explanation.

I recently have been looking deeply into their eyes, not vice versa.

They told me I was ready. What I saw pleased me. When you look into their eyes, your Me disappears, and you are absorbed into Source. You no longer are Me.

To me, this is a gift.

The following is totally true. It is a testimony of sorts. One day, about 20 years ago, I was riding the bus when a young man got on the bus, carrying a large bag of cans. He put in the meter 50 cents, and the driver yelled at him, saying, "The fare is a dollar!"

The kid walked down the aisle and sat in front of me. I asked him how much he owned. He said 50 cents, and I reached into my pocket and gave him two quarters. When he left, he dropped the quarters into the fare box. There was an encampment of home-less alcoholics. It was near there when he got off.

The next time I saw him, he was taking plastic shopping bags and leaving them in different places. I told him about it, and he just said, "Leave them." Each bag held nine cans.

When he got on the bus this time, he had full fare. The next time I saw him, his hair was combed and his clothes looked clean.

I mean, two quarters is a cheap price to pay to help someone regain their self-esteem.

On the sidewalk he never recognized me as the one who gave him the quarters -- which was just the way I wanted it to be.

Make of this what you will.

Dear Ann,

I am working with the Bigfoot Researchers of The Hudson Valley. Just North of Saugerties, N.Y., there is a big nest of Bigfoot. Unfortunately, they are Red/Pink, not the usual Green/Black. When they are Red/Pink, they are mad and upset. One thing you don't want is a mad Bigfoot. They attack humans when they are mad.

Being interdimensional, humans that get attacked can't see them coming. They push humans down or knock them down. One human was thrown against a tree and had to go to the hospital. Authorities forced that human to say they were attacked by a bear, not a Bigfoot. This time of year, they are having their babies -- DO NOT DISTURB.

Bigfoot Nests are all over the woods and parks where people camp out and take hikes. People are aware of bears and snakes, but they are not aware of Bigfoot and Dogman. Yes, Bigfoot and Dogman hang out together.

Have you heard about all of these people that have camped out in the woods and parks disappearing? Remember the book 411? There are three editions that have been published. I believe that there is a connection between the Bigfoots, the ETs, the UFOs and the people who have disappeared.

For the past two years, I have been a Bigfoot and Dogman Communicator, just like I have been a Dog Communicator. Whenever I approach a Bigfoot Nest or Area, I ask them if I can enter their area or ask for their permission to take a picture of their area. Those who don't ask get attacked or get their camera destroyed.

People who let their dogs run wild in these areas find that their dog has been turned to bones or their dog becomes wounded badly and must see a veterinarian to get the needed attention required to repair that wound. Personally I have witnessed this.

The photo is of a nearby Bigfoot Nest, not one in Saugerties. That is still under investigation.

Cary Dickey