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  • Sun, November 04, 2018 8:42 PM | Mark Torgeson (Administrator)

    My life in Crestone is a book writing itself, and the chapters of my journey with the Dragon realm began in the fall of 2014. My Personal Introduction to the Dragon Realm blog is simply one small chapter. And of course, it all reads like fiction.

    October of 2014 is forever etched in my mind. It was a Tuesday. Synergy is always on Tuesday. This particular day, I was very upset about something and did not go to Synergy. Of course it was about some stupid crush, and I drove up to my favorite boulder—my Whale Rock—to ground myself and get my emotions under control.

    I sat on my rock friend, Orion, and meditated in the sun for about an hour. It was October, and before long, Orion and I were in the shade and I became cold. You might be thinking, “How did she find this cool whale rock in the woods?” Well, Orion is next to a house that was for sale and empty for quite some time. It was my dream house, and I loved the land there. So magical, quiet and peaceful, with a stunning, unobstructed view of Challenger—the sacred mountain.

    So I gathered my things, walked up to the empty house and laid my blanket on the south-facing porch, soaking up the sun. I actually got hot in the noontime Colorado sun, and I was inspired to take off all my clothes. Yes, at the empty house for sale!

    Then, for reasons I can never explain, I positioned my body so my feet faced South to the sun. I found myself breathing in the Sun energy in an elliptical pattern, breathing up the Ren/Conception meridian at the front of the body, and breathing out down the Du/Governing meridian that runs through the spine. Breath in. Breath out. I think I did this for an hour with no thought of time. At some point, a Wave Being floated down from the sun and entered my body through my yoni. Bill Buehler later said it was a Shamir. Why it entered my body, I do not know.

    Then, like a crazy, sun-drunken priestess, I thought, “I’ll breathe the Dragon!” So I turned with my feet facing the mountain and breathed the Dragon for an hour. Who does that, right? My breathing was naturally and effortlessly the opposite elliptical pattern—up the Du and down the Ren. As I breathed in and out slowly, my dragon guardian, the Chief of the Dragon Tribe, appeared in my inner vision. He looked at me kindly, as if to comfort me.

    When I tell this next part of the story, I refer to it as Dragon Sex, just to see someone’s reaction. What happened next was not sexual at all. I experienced my dragon friend’s tail moving up & down the front side of my spine…rhythmically matching my breath…up and down….breathe in, breathe out.  I felt out of body and utterly relaxed.

    As my experience came to a natural conclusion, I sat up and realized my aura was about as big as the house next to me. In other words, I was “blown out” energetically. I sat for a while, still buck naked. On a porch. At a house with a For Sale sign. After some time, I put my clothes back on and stood up. I realized I could barely walk. Whoa. I staggered to my car and sat in it for a while, silently talking to myself. “I can’t drive home. Giggle. Oh, but I’m in Crestone. It doesn’t matter if I can’t drive! And if I mess up, no one will care! Wheeeee.”

    I think it was the next day, I called Bill Buehler and sat down with him to try to make sense of my experience. I don’t remember much, except that the Commander wasn’t fazed at all by my telling him that some wave being entered my yoni. But not long after this, Bill and Edie had visiting seers for the weekly Synergy. As I got out of my car that day in front of Bill and Edie’s house, I said hello to one seer who said, “you have a connection with the cetaceans of the world.” “Ok,” I said. The other seer I introduced myself to said, “You have an etheric pregnancy.” To which I responded, “What the hell is that?”

    And the next six months is the NEXT chapter of my dragon story.

  • Wed, July 18, 2018 3:47 PM | Mark Torgeson (Administrator)


    If you had told me four years I would be called the Queen of Dragons, I would have laughed at you. Yeah, I was the kid who ran through the old woods of Iowa looking for unicorns and fairies, and I cried at the end of the Mists of Avalon, but real dragons?

    I met my dragon, my guardian and protector, during a guided journey shortly after I moved to Crestone—I think it was October 2014. On this journey, the dragon told me his name and showed me the Sacred Valley I live in from the vantage point of the Inner Earth. I remember it clearly—I was standing at the mouth of a cave high above the Valley, and my dragon sheltered me under his wing as we stood there in silent communication. I didn’t know then that I had met the Chief of the Dragon Tribe here in Crestone, nor did I know how unusual it was that he told me his name.

    A few months later in early 2015, a thick mist covered the entire Sacred Valley, which is approximately 60 miles across. The mist hovered for days and went from the floor of the valley up to about 8500 feet, so you could look down upon it if you were at 9000 feet or higher. I remember calling my friend Deanna and saying, “You’ve been here a long time…this is not normal, is it?” Deanna confirmed the mist was indeed NOT normal. We both knew something was up in the other realms.

    On January 14, 2015, to be exact, I stepped outside my house to stand in this thick mist. It might have been midday, but you couldn’t tell. I looked across the street, and off in the distance I clearly saw four to five dragons hovering in the mist right next to a tree! They were tree height, and I could make out their wings and feet, neck and head. My mouth was agape.

    I ran inside and called my dear friend Madii in Canada, who is an animal communicator.

    “Madii!!” I exclaimed into the phone, rather breathless. “There are dragons outside my house! Can you talk to them the way you talk to my pets?!”

    “Sure,” Madii said. “What do you want to know?”

    “Why are they here?! What are they doing across the street from my HOUSE?”

    What follows is a transcript of the communication Madii had with the dragons.


    Madii: Hello, Greetings great dragons of yester-year…present today. I was brought in by Patricia of Crestone, in the Baca. Can you tell me about your presence here?

    Dragons: We have come because we are responsible in the End of Days to oversee some drama and tweak a little change.

    Madii: Can you please explain what you mean by End of Days?

    Dragons: We have had a bad rap by fans- Ha Ha in your culture. We are better understood in some other countries. We are overseers at peak times of paramount circuitry in the connecting lines throughout the cosmos and its scenery. We use a framework that, when it is downloaded, resembles your electric mind frames.

    Madii: Thank you so much! Okay, I understand that you are firey and you use something for your work that I might understand to be a higher form of electricity. Does that make sense?

    Dragons: Over simplified but sure.

    Madii: Can you please tell me more about the work itself?

    Dragons: Microcosmically we can work with individuals, and we do serve at that level and that is a lot of the work we do in Crestone at the present time. Some have taken this on. Macrocosmically, the greater scale (scale joke – chuckle) is that we assist the shift and are always brought in near End Days, Turning of the Wheel times.

    Madii: Can you tell me more about the End Days?

    Dragons: The Great Wheel of Time is shape shifting out of Neutral into a time or a framework of its true origins. Things are being fitted back into order. Things are being fitted into spaces by filling spaces with “Time”. Things that were previously blank or blacked out are being filled with “time” or are being put within “Time/Space” continuum.  Earthlings will experience it as opening of opportunities to dance cosmically, to commune with beasties, to be connected electronically, telepathically as well as with machines. And we oversee this within alignment, with other star systems, as Earth is never alone.

    Madii: Thank you, Dragons! Do you have any messages for me or for Patricia?

    Dragons: Tell or ask Patricia to actually inhale the mist. Not to just look at the mist. Inhaling it will bring her closer to us…not that we require it but rather because she is asking for deeper contact and we are happy to oblige.  One of her cats also notices and is aware of us. She can observe her cat. Ask her to check her cat’s paws. See if they are placed straight out.

    Madii: Anything else?

    Dragons: You could say that the impetus, the ‘drive’ [chuckle] to invent your “cars” was formed out of the longing to be like a dragon!

    Madii: Thank you dear dragon community. Thank you, dragons. I will share this with Patricia.


    I did, in fact, breathe the mist deeply. And since that time I have been able to communicate with the dragons and have had many experiences with them. I see them everywhere—in the mountains, the mists, the clouds, even the trees. Now that I live at 9000 feet in Crestone in a home right in the middle of the dragon energy lines that flow off the sacred mountain, the dragons are leaving me gifts. And lo and behold, out my window I can see the head of the dragon outlined at the top of the nearest peak.

    My friend Madii told me later that I am to command the dragons. At first I thought, “I have no one to teach me.” But then I realized the dragons can teach me. And then the dragon priestesses reached out from around the globe. I was never afraid, and know they are my protectors. I believe they shall return.

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