Stonehenge Glyph
first discovered in 1995 by Beyond Boundaries
first discovered in 1995 by Beyond Boundaries
"There are active UFO research groups all over Spain but none in the Basque provinces," we were told as we heard from our Spanish contacts answering our request for assistance. Since we were not looking for hardcore tangible UFO evidence but something of a more esoterical, spiritual nature the lack of Sightings report groups did not make any difference. The type of experiencer witnesses we wanted to meet in Spain were probably light years ahead of nuts and bolts ufology anyway. "But, I would like just a wee bit of scientific verification that the portals there are measureable and detectable," I thought as I discussed the plans for this first almost purely intangible quest. Gary Hart was so helpful in finding the right Magellan GPS for me as well as the best buy in a new style gauss meter that will also read radio waves. Since he is the most knowledgeable and specialized dimensional portals investigator I know of in the United States I had asked for his help in making several decisions on this forthcoming expedition.
We had read and heard about the pilgrim treks in the old days, trails created by people from France and Spain for religious and other purposes. These paths can be found today above the tiny centuries old Basque villages in the high Pyrenees of northern Spain exist disguised as hiking trails on the more detailed of maps but in reality are the long treacherous paths pilgrims walked in the old days. Why would Beyond Boundaries be interested in such a quest to Spain - to investigate religious phenomenon? We had gathered some evidence here in our office suggesting that the ancient paths might be situated on leylines of the earth and that the intersections of such subtle energy lines could be areas associated with static dimensional portals. It is believed by portals researchers that intersections of leylines create the magnetic fields which can be measured by such instruments as gauss meters providing tangible evidence. At some of these crossings can be found the small chapels built by religious pilgrims, some by knights templar also traveling these routes. And, since dimensional portals are believed to provide access for all forms of paranormal activity these vortices could serve as research topic for an expedition. In the high Pyrenees often the intersections of the leylines are marked by ermitas, (santuaries found in the mountains along the trails) where pilgrims placed wooden crosses and experienced the spiritual energy found there. We had investigated such subtle energy phenomenon found in Sedona, around Mt. Shasta, in many areas of southwest England, Peru, Tepoztlan and Metepec Mexico, and found in several other suspected portal areas in the United States. A tangible example of the catholic church being aware of energy foci can be found in Mexico where churches were built on ruins of ancient pyramids built on intersections of leylines. Our friend, Mario Ramirez Torres in Atlixco has filmed for years UFOs traveling above the leylines around Mt. Popocateptl as well as going into and out of the volcano itself, suggesting a possible derivation of propulsion energy from these sources. In order to travel intimately within the Basque provinces it was necessary to research to some extent their history and culture.
The Basque people as a culture are unique in many ways. Their language stems from no other known language and as a possible separate race it is said and, we have read, documented that their DNA is unique and their origins to earth are not really known. The elders sometimes say they are from the stars or they are from the water. Nestled in the Pyrenees the ancestral Basque homestead in the countryside and the tiny picturesque villages are separated by geography from the rest of Spain and the outer world. In the seclusion of their rugged homeland, the people have zealously maintained their own identity -- retaining their own dances, games and music and they desire, even today, to maintain almost total self sufficiency and isolation from the outside world. At this time they are fighting, literally but not officially declared, an all out war for their independence from Spain where they have been descriminated against and virtually persecuted for centuries. Within their own culture and daily life each family unit is reluctant to freely associate or share information with another Basque family. Each family takes care of it's own including all personal aspects, problems and situations occurring in daily life. With this tiny bit of vague knowledge regarding the Basque and their four distinctly separate provinces in northern Spain we departed on expedition to study the phenomena located along the pilgrim trails, as well as to locate and measure physically, if possible, dimensional portals on their paths.
We met in the Madrid airport, claimed our rental stationwagon and drove the 4 hours to Bilbao stopping to take a quick look at the famous and fabulous Guggenheim Art Museum in the city. We decided to come back to the museum for another entire day and from a tourist office brochure we found at a little "i" sign (meaning tourist information) we chose Elantxobe for our first four nights stay. Soon out of Bilbao we left the modern freeways to begin driving the little roads through the tiny villages. The hills were green, everything looked like there was enough rainfall in the region and the farms had the appearance of productivity. Occasionally we would see sheep crossing the road and we saw Basque shepherds practicing the traditional vocation of their people guarding their flocks which are raised for their milk rather than their wool just as we had read in the travel books. Later I learned the cheese made from the milk of these longhaired lacha sheep is like none other I have found in my world travels and to most vegetarians good cheese is a daily essential.
It was getting to be very late afternoon by this time and we knew that the magic and synchronicities of the expedition had begun as soon as we reached the tiny village of Elantxobe stacked into the mountainside high above this Bay of Biscay fishing port. The colorful boats, all of the same distinct design and structure, at this time of day anchored there had left from that same sea wall protected port for many past centuries. The weather for the entire adventure was cool but dry and stayed that way throughout our stay except for two or three partial days of rain - wonderful weather for winter in the high Pyrenees! After finding our chosen tiny inn to be at least a 7 star facility, based on experience with the hotel classification system, we met the friendly proprietors and chose our rooms. We had stopped to call earlier and the family came out into the cobblestone street to meet us upon our expected arrival. The extended family had owned the building for several generations and just last year had added more floors on top of the restaurant tavern giving the little hotel a total of 16 beautiful and spotlessly clean rooms. Late dining is a strictly enforced custom with restaurants not opening for dinnner until at least 8 pm all over Spain so dinner was not even an option - They were going to prepare a meal for us! Following a simple dinner of fish for three and a Spanish type tortilla (egg, potato, garlic, pimiento omelet) for me, first of countless to come, we decided and made our plans to begin the pilgrim trails by taking one of the driving routes marked on the excellent map one of our members had brought along on the expedition.
We set out in the foggy early morning driving along the trail we had chosen for the day which led to one of the caves we had been told was an important "energy" site for our research. The fog had added a feeling of "twilight zone" to the scene as we slowly drove along the high road - slow because there were no guard rails, and we could not see anything in front, behind, or below us along the way. We were missing some of the the most beautiful scenery of the Pyrenees so made a pledge to come back when the fog had lifted and also when the cave was open for our visit. "Las cuevas de Santimamine" in the providence of Bizkaia is a pre historic cave where cave people ( Cro-Magnon Man) had lived from 2,000 to 35,000 years ago. Prehistoric art of animals and people along the walls have recently been closed off to the public because the respiration and breath of carbon dioxide from the tourist has deteriorated the paintings over a period of time. The energy around the entrance to these caves was powerful and easily felt as they were approached. Evidence of at least 30 people living within these caves as long as 30,000 years ago and cave drawings of 15,000 years ago has been established. Actually walking into the caves which go on for a kilometer for the public use but continues for 2 more kilometers where an underground river lies was awesome! Stalactites and stalagmites and errie rock formations were numerous. There was a feeling of serenity everywhere this day as if we were tucked in by the fog as a child tucked into bed by warm covers - a feeling of being protected and that all was well with that part of the world. Today set a precedent for the next few days for us to drive or walk the pilgrim trails sensitive and alert to any changes in mood, any premonitions or psychic experiences to alert us that possibly we were near one of the vortices created by the crossing of the subtle energy lines.
It was probably the third evening following dinner before we decided it was time to conduct our raw research methods with our nice host family. Until this evening we had left the people of the little village alone as far as our research of the ancient treks were concerned - had not pried at all to ask them if they knew people who actually had witnessed any paranormal activity in the areas around their villages. But we felt by now that our host family trusted us enough to possibly answer sincerely just a couple of our million questions about suspected dimensional portals. It took awhile as for some reason as soon as we did approach the people in the little restaurant / tavern our first catch was an inebriated local fisherman who wanted to discuss all the American TV programs that he watched - was hard to keep the others on our subject because of his interference. But our interpreter was diligent in pushing on with repeating the questions as many times as it took to get a satisfactory answer even if the answer was only, "No, we do not really know anything about what you are referring to in these mountains." Finally all we could do was determine that if we wanted any information on our subject of research we would have to locate someone knowledgeable concerning UFO activity of the area or a portals researcher.
We traveled to Santander just West of the Basque provinces for the sole purpose of talking with a UFO investigation group, led by Julio Arcas. Fundacion Anomalia is an organization similar to the Center for UFO Studies, CUFOS, and the Fund for UFO Research. Fundacion Anomalia publishes a series of UFO journals and provides funds for UFO Research. A very nice group of 4 people were waiting for us at the Cafe de Hispano when we arrived in town. We found a larger table, ordered coffee, and they gave us all a copy of their recent book, a great complilation of outstanding UFOlogy cases throughout the world. "Gee, this is really nice but where is their work," I thought as I thumbed through it. But I had missed the purpose of the book. It was to acquaint the people of Spain with UFOlogy in general and to break the ice, so to speak, in getting them to freely start reporting their UFO sightings, as well as to raise money necessary for research. Julio readily admitted that his group was interested only in investigating what was possible to document. He reminded me that cases involving contact or abduction could not be verified when I asked him if any such had been reported. "Julio," I said through Ruben, our interpreter, "No UFO phenomena of any kind has ever been documented as far as we know, not even Roswell and the researchers have had 51 years to prove it was true phenomenon. So what do you mean - documentation?" He agreed rather than argue, I suppose. We met Fernando Calderon, one of Spain's most renown artists. He will be displaying a number of his paintings depicting UFO scenes in public buildings in Santander in the near future. Julio indicated that this project was quite controversial and that he had received some resistance from various institutions on displaying the UFO art works. The purpose of the project is to educate the general public to the phenomena and to obtain financial support and membership for the organization. It is hoped that with
Fernando's reputation as one of Spain's best known artists will make this project a successful event. We enjoyed the lovely dinner that evening which Fundacion Anomalia hosted, the conversation, seeing some of Fernando Calderon's paintings and murals, and I did get some important answers for myself. I decided to take heed and listen to the message my Chinese friend in Vancouver had suddenly received telepathically for me one evening while we were standing in a Vancouver street in the rain a couple of years ago: "Quit trying to prove to everyone that the phenomena is real. Get on with the activation."
It was going to be very difficult to find our home for the next 3 or 4 days, especially one as nice as the little village of Elantxobe. But we did really try - searched all afternoon into the evening . Our next trails were over closer to the San Sebastian area so we must route our way through that beautiful city and then leave the freeways happily behind to travel the country roads through more of the Pyrenees. We wanted to stay in a village - heaven forbid we would have to stay in a city - as real and small as the previous one and as near the walking paths as possible. It was actually getting darker and darker that late afternoon when we reached Leitza which appeared to be the perfect place for us. We drove through the streets and the lanes finding absolutely nothing in the way of a little hotel. Then we followed directions to one hotel a lady told us was 5 km out of the village up on top of one of the mountains. I rang and rang the bell at the locked front door, and then asked a man who drove up and seemed to be staying there about the whereabouts of the proprietors. He told us the hotel was open only on weekends. "Okay," I thought. "I really did not want to stay here anyway." We coaxed Ruben to drive back to Leitza and "lets knock on every door in that village if we must because someone had to run a parador there or at least a B&B," we told him. There was some reason we were feeling we must stay in that village other than the fact it was getting later and darker. One member told me, "this village feels right to me." We could have easily gone back to San Sebastian and been checked into a hotel in less than an hour for sure. We stopped again at one of the taverns in Leitza, almost pushed our interpreter out of the car to go inquire. We felt that if he went in alone and spoke the language in his gentle manner we would have a much better chance. The tavern had a beautiful hidden away little hotel right in the same building - totally undetectable from the streets and no one in the village had told us anything about it when we inquired about a place to stay. Again, the rooms were almost brand new and had everything any of us desired in a room for the next 3 or 4 nights. The tavern also had a little restaurant in back - the whole operation had the appearance of being a very recently opened business venture - but one they wanted no tourists to know about! There was no sign in front, the front door to the hotel part stayed locked and we had to use our room keys to get in everytime. Even the kitchen itself had the most amazingly modern restaurant equipment - a huge stainless convection oven, a super expensive restaurant stove, etc. We did learn that people who came to be advisers on equipment for the local paper mill stayed there - so possibly that was enough business to keep the establishment up and running?
The next morning we posted a notice all around town that we were a group of American researchers there for the purpose of studying the pilgrim trails, especially paranormal aspects - and we saw absolutely no one interested in the posted message nor did anyone call as directed for us at the hotel. In fact there was a total indifference shown to us by everyone in that village - got the feeling they would just tolerate us until we were gone. I love Siamese cats, especially sealpoints - just lost mine a few months ago due to illness. There was a beautiful sealpoint siamese that walked in front of me about 20 feet away. I made my usual clicking sound which always attracts a cat's attention, was successful, but never could get any closer than 20 feet to that cat. I am sure I appeared to be stalking him as I followed the cat down the street to his front yard. A startled man in front of the house looked me right in the eye, immediately said something to his two cats, a shorthaired grey striper was there also, the cats darted into the house and so did the man slamming the door. I wanted so much to talk to that man to explain to him I would never hurt an animal and to tell him I just wanted to pet his cat. But I never got the chance. And, so went my first real relationship with these people. So, why did I want so much to stay in that village? I really don't know at this time.
Two members of our group climbed to the top of a small mountain above the village church one day where they met an elderly man who had made the climb as he did often to pray at one of the little churches. This was the only trail in that area that we could find access to and it was just a hiking trail - not one marked as a spiritual trek on our maps. Again we could locate no one who seemed to know anything about possible dimensional portals or paranormal occurrences around such. But we had been told this would be the case.....that people just will not talk about such things.....and especially to us!
We had bought 4 beautiful magazines at a newstand in one of the cities we had driven quickly through. They all contained stories about UFO sightings, abduction, contact, as well as paranormal and spiritual phenomenon. So where were the people who investigated such subjects in the Basque provinces? The magazines were sold there so there must have been people buying them? I searched for several hours through everyone of those mags writing down every name and telephone number - even from the classified ads and we spent one entire evening and no telling how many pesetas calling those numbers - I can read Spanish, speak a little, but our interpreter had to make the calls. They probably would have hung up on me. Some were fairly interesting to us but most were located in the Barcelona area. Then, one person in particular who was publisher of the beautiful Karma 7 magazine had published the statement that he specialized in dimensional portals research and that he wanted to make contact with researchers in other countries. We called him immediately - Jose G uijarro, made an appointment to see him at the magazine offices in Barcelona the following Friday evening. He put us in touch with a Basque researcher who knew all the portals on the spiritual treks in the area and we immediately called his number in San Sebastian, and called it again and again at least 10 times leaving urgent messages. We were not able to make contact with this researcher but Jose had told us the gentleman traveled with his job so we assumed we had done all we could do to reach him and it just didn't work at this time. So we planned to leave Leitza on Friday for the 5 hour drive to Barcelona.
A snowstorm had been forecast for the area and when we got up at 7am it was already a blizzard. This is what we had expected the weather to be like in the high Pyrenees in mid winter for our whole trip. Instead, other than a little rain for two or three days it was cool but wonderful! It was hurry, hurry, to get packed, skip breakfast, and load up to get on the road before we were snowed in completely. So by a little after 9am we were on the road. Our driver / interpreter assured us he had driven in snow and knew what he was dealing with. Then he told us the story about rolling his van in New Mexico once in a snowstorm. But soon we were out of it - the storm seemed to be just for the mountaintops where we had been staying. The entire countryside seem to change on the way to Barcelona as did the magical feeling of being in the Basque country. Nice drive and just like what you would expect to see on a drive crosscountry in Spain. I had been there - done that a few years before and nothing looked much different. We finally got to Barcelona and with much difficulty found the magazine office and Jose, who had about given up on us. This is where the highlight of the research on the entire trip was for me. Now, remember I just vowed to give up the scientific part of the investigation and get on with the spiritual activation? Jose was a dimensional portals researcher unmatched by anyone I know other than my friend Gary in Indiana. And, this guy knows every area in Spain, especially in the Basque country where all sorts of phenomena seems to be taking place - phenomena that is found throughout the world wherever these openings to multidimensions seem to exist. Jose is my personal contact for this entire expedition - the one I was destined to meet. I am sure that he and I will work closely together on much investigation for the future - and possibly some of it will be tangible - but not to prove the nuts and bolts of ufology to the world. In my opinion it is time to move on and let others teach the UFO 101 course. As for the others on this expedition - they have vowed to return to the Basque country - that it took this primary expedition just to have the experiences we had, and to meet the right researchers who can help us with this research project. Of course, I will be traveling back to Spain as well as the Basque country, within possibly the next 6 months. And, I just may knock on that man's door in Leitza who thought I was stalking his Siamese cat - will show him photographs of mine. A carefully chosen team will also join this primary group - maybe more to experience the treks portals areas rather than research them and then to share the findings of the expedition with the world in whatever light they will be of most value and use.
No UFOlogist would go to Spain without visiting Ballester Olmos, the one person most responsible for coercing the Spanish government to release files on UFO cases. He has spoken before many groups around the world concerning these cases and is today the most famous researcher on this subject in Spain. Beyond Boundaries was very lucky through Ruben J. Uriarte, director of N. California MUFON to arrange a most interestings audience with Sr. Olmos in Valencia.
Developments on the organization of the next Spain expedition will be announced via the Beyond Boundaries Newsletter as well as on this website. Any help or suggestions anyone can offer us with this project would be most appreciated. Contact Joyce at jmurphy@beyondboundaries.org.
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