My dad was a healer and dowser who remained close to the land intuitively sensing its messages. He didn't speak of these things but following in his footsteps was a discipline/training. I grew up in the New Madrid earthquake vortex, on a powerful ley line of energy that ran down the Indian mounds that turned me on to Dragon lines and I understood a past life recall where I was an Atlantean Temple trained 'techie' priest/frequency holder flying over Arizona's red rocks, when it was an Atlantean colony. My job was something like an geophysics engineer intuitively monitoring the electromagnetic grid there. So later when life happened it was a privilege to live on the Eagle ley line that runs from Sedona through Mt. Shasta up to Alaska. While living in the Mt. Shasta vortex area I begin to perceive the behind the scenes training agenda going on and when the opportunity came willingly agreed to move to Alaska, the end of the line, the Alaska vortex, for 2-3yrs I assumed. But my team had other plans and near the end of the summer they told me I would 'fly the Eagle south'. I had no plans to leave Alaska & what did that mean anyway? But due to the old fan trick a couple of weeks later I was at the airport heading back to the lower 48. When I changed planes in Anchorage I got sick and slept most of the long flight, awakening as the plane began its descent into Phoenix. As I looked out the window ages old Temple training skills kicked in and I recognized the Sedona Vortex/Eagle ley line below, stirring deep intense emotions that moved me to tears. I had flown the Eagle south.