Galveston, Oh, Galveston

I kept hearing Glen Campbell singing in my mind. I had been driving most of the night, with the full moon shining down upon me. I pulled over to sleep a few hours near the border of New Mexico and Texas.

The beautiful energy that was traveling with me in my car was speaking to me in subtle ways…through Glenn Campbell. It was morning and the sun was hot though only midway up in the sky.

“Galveston, oh Galveston, I still hear your sea winds blowin’…”

It was playing over and over in my head to where I almost wished I had picked up a Glen Campbell cd somewhere on my travels. That was the first time in my life I had that thought…

The star beings that had awakened me at 1:30 a.m. to tell me it was time to leave were traveling in the car with me. Now they began to give me more directions. As I had left Santa Fe tired and wondering, they had shown me which road to take. I thought I was headed back to Kansas City to see my children, but now I began to get a different message.

“You need to go the Gulf now, Cat.”

Okay, I had planned on going to the Gulf, eventually. I was planning on moving back to Florida at the end of my tour. After I visited my children I was going to head down to the sea and look for my next place to live.

So I didn’t see the point in making a special trip to the Gulf just now. I had a long drive back to Kansas City, and then would rest up before my drive back down to Florida.

But now I found myself listening to a bunch of tall, slender, large headed alien looking beings in the back seat of my car – and they were instructing me on going to the Gulf waters NOW.

I have no problem talking about my guides. I joke around with my family and friends about my entourage that follow me everywhere. But these beings were a bit too far out for me after only a few hours sleep.

And that darn Glen. He kept insisting on Galveston. So finally I called my daughter, Lauren. “Would you go to google maps, honey, and tell me what would be the closest place for me to reach the Gulf from New Mexico?”

I gave her my next mile marker and she googled where I was and how far to the water.

“Well, Mom…seems the closest place from where you are would be…Galveston.”

“Of course. Guess I’m going to Galveston.”

“Okay, but I think you should know it looks like a long way across Texas, another thirteen hours from where you are…”

“Thanks, Honey, just something is telling me I need to get to the Gulf. I guess I have to finish the tour now. I am getting a message to go there and finish what I started, so that I can go on to the next thing…”

She gave me directions and I hung up the phone.

It was a long day, and as I was getting very close to Galveston late that night, my daughter, Grace called me on the phone to see how I was doing. I explained I needed to take all the prayers and blessings and healings I had collected in my travels and I needed to get them to the Gulf.

She understood and we discussed the timing of my journey being in conjunction with the full moon. I told her how excited I was at the thought of putting my feet into the Gulf waters again. To connect with these waters and to do so in the light of the full moon filled me with delight. As tired as I was, my love for the sea, and the light beings in the back seat, kept me going into the night.

Just before Grace said good night to me she said, “Mom…Did you know you have some strange looking beings in the back seat?”

“Can you see them?”

“Uh, yeah. Who could miss them?” Grace is as gifted as any psychic I know.

“Yes, they came to me in Santa Fe and for some reason I am to take them to the Gulf.”

“They look really tall and long and kind of weird looking…”Grace was describing them to a tee…”I think they look like Dolphin-People,” was her final observation.

“That’s it!” I saw that, too. I just could not figure out what they looked like, with long heads in a curved shape, but of course, they were related to the Dolphins, and they were from the stars.

After Grace and I hung up the phone I asked my Dolphin-Star friends why they needed me. What was up with needing a ride in a car to get to the sea?

“We need you and you need us. We are doing this for each other…” was their reply, “you need to connect with us and with the sea. And you help us connect with the earth. Your energy helps us cross over.”

When I finally stood out on some rocks, the full moon overhead, with the waves washing over my feet, I knew they were right. I needed this. I needed to touch these waters.

I felt at home again. As always, I was home.

I found a magical spot to stand and pour the waters I had gathered from Puget Sound, the waters many had blessed and held in ceremony across the land. I called on the powers and I prayed and I cried, as I envisioned healing for all of us, for all of our waters.

I stayed at the beach until the morning sun came up and showed off the beauty and splendor across the surface of these waters. As I stood in the waves I looked out across the Gulf and sent love and life to all that dwells in the waters, near the waters and around the waters.

Peace washed over me and I walked away wondering when I would be once again walking along the shores on the other side. I felt a tugging in my heart as I knew that I had finished this one thing, and was about to begin something even greater.

I wiped the tears from my face as I climbed the stairs of the sea wall and emerged back in the public eye. It had been an incredible journey, but the dolphin-star-beings had kept me company all the way.

They were gone as I pulled out of Galveston…