By Mary Joyce, website editor
Kelly Lapseritis (L) loves being outdoors in nature and follows the ways of the Native American people. She also is intuitive, clairvoyant and able to communicate with souls from other worlds, dimensions and levels of consciousness – angels, extraterrestrials and Sasquatch.
She says her Sasquatch friends even introduced her to her husband, Kewaunee Lapseritis. That was on December 12, 2012 and they were married in July 2014. Kewaunee is the author of “The Psychic Sasquatch and their UFO Connection” and “The Sasquatch People and their Interdimensional Connection.”
Below is an abbreviated account of Kelly’s first meeting with a Sasquatch named George. The drawings and photos are hers.
– The Editor
On February 2, 2013, Kelly took a walk in her “secret wooded area” near her Arkansas home. She was in a peaceful mood. When she came upon a tight cluster of four trees (R), she decided to stand within them.
“I closed my eyes and sang the song ‘Hallelujah’ by Jeff Buckley which had been going through my mind for over a week. As I was finishing the song, a very distinctive hairy face appeared before me with a big grin.
“I finished the last few words of the song as I observed him and felt the love radiating from his being. As soon as I was finished singing, without a pause, I said ‘Hi, what’s your name?’ In a deep voice with a Native-American accent, the man answered by saying ‘My name is George. Your song is beautiful.’ I thanked him and sent him love from my heart.
“Despite the fact that I was becoming aware of just how bizarre this was, I felt very comfortable with him. As if reading my thoughts of curiosity, he stepped back a few feet so that I could see his entire body. I was bewildered for a few moments as I soaked in the enormity and overwhelming presence of this hairy man. I quickly realized that George was the Sasquatch person that visited me in a very profound and life-changing dream just a week before.“George looked to be about 8 feet tall with long rust-colored hair covering his entire body except for the features of his face. His gigantic shoulders leaned forward as he stood supporting himself with a large crooked walking stick. He had such kind and wise eyes; in no way could they be mistaken for anything other than a loving person, there was nothing animalistic about him.
“I looked down at his feet; indeed they were big. I thought to myself “Bigfoot” and chuckled in my mind, and he joined me in my amusement. I forgot for a moment that he could read my mind, but I was very pleased to know that he was not offended by my thoughtless stereotyping. In my mind, I thanked him and told him that I was thrilled to see him.
“I was curious about his name since most forest people have exotic names from another language. I asked him how he got the name George, to which he responded, ‘My Mother liked the name.’ Later I learned that the name George literally means ‘Earth Worker,’ so this name is actually very fitting for a person of the forest.
“It was apparent to me that George was as curious about me as I was of him. He was allowing me to interrogate him and I had a sense that we were reuniting and bonding after many decades of separation.
“I asked him why he walked with a stick and he told me that he received an injury as a child when his father was killed. I felt a tinge of sadness from him and did not press for details of this unfortunate event.
“I told him that he was beautiful and his presence was light and loving. With deep love in his eyes, George told me that I have a beautiful soul and that he has been watching me and waiting for me for a long time and that he was proud and honored to have me in his family. He also told me that he was very pleased with how far I had come spiritually and how well grounded I was, especially while going through the hardest emotional time of my life. He reassured me that he already knew my life and my heart, and that was why he was there. He stated a serious promise to me that he will always be there when I need him.
“As much as I was enjoying my new friend, it was time for me to make the short walk back home. It occurred to me how odd it was that the creature known as Bigfoot would inhabit a wooded area so close to a residential neighborhood. Reading my thoughts, George answered me with his mind and said that he did not live there, but it was the right time and place for him to introduce himself to me.
“He said that he was multi-dimensional and that he could be wherever he wanted to be at any moment. He turned his back to me and started in the direction of a creek and asked me to follow him to an area that I had long suspected to be a portal. I apologized to him and said that I would love to but that I really must return home now as I was already expected to have returned. I asked him if he would like to follow me home, and he readily agreed and was thankful for the suggestion.
“We walked slowly in the direction of my home with George following about five steps behind me. We talked about many personal things and he presented questions to me which inspired deep thought and answers that I had never even considered. Although only minutes had passed since he appeared before me, I was already bonding with him and felt a significant heart and soul connection between us. He was just like my big brother, always there with advice and protection.
“We arrived together at my driveway and I invited him into my home to see where I live and meet my family. He was really just humoring me at this point. Of course he knew where I lived and who I lived with. . . .
“I explained to George that he could come and visit me anytime he wished and that he could also help himself to anything in my home and showed him where the food was. I thanked him for revealing himself and for the fellowship that we shared. He grinned and nodded, turned in the direction of the front door, and proceeded to walk right through it as he telepathed a promise to me that I would see him again soon. . . . This was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to me, and I knew that it was an answer to prayer. . . . I knew that meeting him would change my life. . . .”