I met this fellow in the Mohawk State Forest in northern Massachussetts, and he was one of the more interesting people I’ve had the chance to converse with here in the USA.

We were chatting about the campground and he told me he went there every weekend and holiday time he had, because he liked it so much. I didn’t know there was much there, so asked him what brought him back repeatedly, since there was obviously something there I’d be interested in finding out more about.

It was, he told me, “a connection inside”.

Er, okay…

He went further and explained that since he was part native American (though *I* look more native American than he did!), he was in touch with the environment and he was an “earth person”. This meant that he was able to get energy from trees. He was also “learning to channel energy from rocks”. This was not something I thought one could just learn, so we chatted a little more.

Do you need to touch the trees? What sort of energy? Is it like a shock?

Yes, you need to touch the trees. He apparently placed his hands on the trees and he could feel the energy of the tree coming through him. Sometimes there was nothing. Other times, it was like touching a small battery. One tree though, had given him such a shock one day that he was almost blasted backward onto the ground.

Did anyone else see this?

Yes. It was reliably backed up by the person he worked with, who could see auras.

Oh…

No, really. Auras. She could see them, and it must have been the combination of his “earth energy” and her “spiritual energy” and the tree’s “energy” that formed a big localisation and that is what made the shock so powerful.

By this time, my face had betrayed me and was adopting it’s “you must be my SPOTD” expression, but he mistook this for me thinking he was just pulling my leg.

He was very worried I thought he was tricking me, and went to great lengths to explain that he was deadly serious.

I wondered at this point, what this man did for a living, and here’s where it just got great…

He cuts down trees for a living.

Yes, cuts them down.

I could not help myself and giggled a little. Surely this was a conflict of interest?

Ah, but you see, first he made peace with the trees. Placed his hands upon them. Said prayers for them. Then he performed the task of removal.

Oh, well that’s just fine then. Earn the trust of trees, then lop them off at the base. That’s got to be some form of “lumber entrapment” or something.

Ah, you gotta love the SPOTD’s. They make life just that much more interesting. I’m wondering who we’re going to encounter next - a marine scientist that goes clubbing seals on weekends?

Categories: Travel, Odyssey 2001, SPOTD