Dealing with Dusty
From James Donahue’s Journal
After Jennifer got back from her summer with the Rainbow, she wanted to meet Dusty and size him up for herself. He was elusive for a time, but finally one day he called to arrange a meeting with her at his tent in the park where he and Sharon were living. He also asked for a $500 advance on the truck and wanted Jennifer to bring the money with her when she came to the park. He explained that he was selling the truck, a four-wheel-drive 1961 GMC, for money to buy pack mules to take him into the mountains after we all reached Arizona. Ayn, who was in the business of selling cars, said the purchase price was very good.
I was really suspicious about this whole deal. I realized that I was going to have to trust this man to turn over the truck once we reached Arizona and we really did not know much about him. Yet here we were, selling everything we owned and getting prepared to drop our comfortable way of life and move to Arizona on the word of this bearded stranger and some information received on a Ouija board.
Were we the biggest fools around or were we doing something that was spiritually correct? I know we had a lot to learn. My concern was that if it all turned out to be a scam, if we sold everything and moved, were we about to jump off a cliff into financial disaster? These nagging questions kept churning around in my head as the date of our auction drew closer and closer. Every time I attempt to voice my concerns I am scolded by both Doris and Jennifer, so I kept my thoughts to myself and my computer. I wrote one day that “I hope my fears are unfounded. I hope Dusty is who he says he is.”
During this time I had a vivid dream. In it I found myself in a pit that I could not get out of. My frustration grew as I groped my way through many caverns, only to find them sealed by man-made bars and locked doors. Everywhere I went my way was blocked. Some of the tunnels appeared to be open but they were full of water, or water was running out of them. Was this a warning of what was to come? Was it my subconscious working overtime?
Ah but Dusty managed to work his magic on Jennifer. She took the $500 we gave her and drove to the park to keep her appointment with Dusty. He told her she had an important role as a watcher and mother of the crystal child. He told her that this child is a statue of crystal, locked in a dark cave of spiders on a remote island. It is only a symbolic story but there is a belief that this child is, in reality, Horus, the Egyptian godman and child of the new age. Horus remains in the womb waiting to be born. The spiders and their webs represent the snares of the world. He said this child will be awakened by a group of magicians, all of them holding one of a collection of magical crystal skulls. Indeed, Dusty Flowers could really spin a yarn.
What troubled us was that Doris got a very similar message on her board only the night before Jennifer visited Dusty. She did not believe the story and destroyed her board, vowing to stop talking to the spirits.
Dusty succeeded in convincing Jennifer that we were involved in something important. She called Aaron that next night and they talked for hours about what she had been told. The whole thing seemed to be getting stranger by the day.
From James Donahue’s Journal
After Jennifer got back from her summer with the Rainbow, she wanted to meet Dusty and size him up for herself. He was elusive for a time, but finally one day he called to arrange a meeting with her at his tent in the park where he and Sharon were living. He also asked for a $500 advance on the truck and wanted Jennifer to bring the money with her when she came to the park. He explained that he was selling the truck, a four-wheel-drive 1961 GMC, for money to buy pack mules to take him into the mountains after we all reached Arizona. Ayn, who was in the business of selling cars, said the purchase price was very good.
I was really suspicious about this whole deal. I realized that I was going to have to trust this man to turn over the truck once we reached Arizona and we really did not know much about him. Yet here we were, selling everything we owned and getting prepared to drop our comfortable way of life and move to Arizona on the word of this bearded stranger and some information received on a Ouija board.
Were we the biggest fools around or were we doing something that was spiritually correct? I know we had a lot to learn. My concern was that if it all turned out to be a scam, if we sold everything and moved, were we about to jump off a cliff into financial disaster? These nagging questions kept churning around in my head as the date of our auction drew closer and closer. Every time I attempt to voice my concerns I am scolded by both Doris and Jennifer, so I kept my thoughts to myself and my computer. I wrote one day that “I hope my fears are unfounded. I hope Dusty is who he says he is.”
During this time I had a vivid dream. In it I found myself in a pit that I could not get out of. My frustration grew as I groped my way through many caverns, only to find them sealed by man-made bars and locked doors. Everywhere I went my way was blocked. Some of the tunnels appeared to be open but they were full of water, or water was running out of them. Was this a warning of what was to come? Was it my subconscious working overtime?
Ah but Dusty managed to work his magic on Jennifer. She took the $500 we gave her and drove to the park to keep her appointment with Dusty. He told her she had an important role as a watcher and mother of the crystal child. He told her that this child is a statue of crystal, locked in a dark cave of spiders on a remote island. It is only a symbolic story but there is a belief that this child is, in reality, Horus, the Egyptian godman and child of the new age. Horus remains in the womb waiting to be born. The spiders and their webs represent the snares of the world. He said this child will be awakened by a group of magicians, all of them holding one of a collection of magical crystal skulls. Indeed, Dusty Flowers could really spin a yarn.
What troubled us was that Doris got a very similar message on her board only the night before Jennifer visited Dusty. She did not believe the story and destroyed her board, vowing to stop talking to the spirits.
Dusty succeeded in convincing Jennifer that we were involved in something important. She called Aaron that next night and they talked for hours about what she had been told. The whole thing seemed to be getting stranger by the day.