Sky Pillar at Seven Eagles Cliffhouse
Sky Pillar at Seven Eagles Cliffhouse
Seven Eagles, Colorado 6500’ - August 2026
Protect Earth's ancient sacred sites...
…not long ago, I noted they will reawaken.
Also not long ago - and not seen, even once, in the many decades since I've lived there - in the predawn hour, a nearly transparent pillar briefly appeared above the Cliffhouse and ancestral forever home of Seven Eagles.
Perhaps thirty - to forty yards across and only slightly darker in hue than the deep blue of surrounding morning twilight, it briefly connected cliff and sky.
Two days ago, as I rested overnight too exhausted to move... living as a refugee, continually embattled by others’ external efforts to degrade this site... a benevolent force - withholding highly evident and unmistakably immense power, lifted me very gently from a twisted position which likely would have debilitated me further, and gently repositioned me comfortably on my side. An indication that for whatever reason, my presence is not only tolerated here, but is aided, as I endeavor likewise to preserve the rare character and diverse function of this extraordinary location.
While I greatly appreciated the assistance with resting, the energy I sensed from that event left me far too alert to sleep. So I deeply considered...
Yesterday morning, while praying with and for our Earth and for ancient, globally sacred locations - their unique capacities and histories… together with the functioning whole of our living planet, I was presented (as I often am at such times) with an artifact which I currently believe has everything to do with this spring's engineered diversion of the minimally remaining water from West Divide Creek into an irrigation ditch.
A portion of West Divide Creek runs exclusively through Seven Eagles - and in all of known prehistory had reportedly never before run dry.
A starving mother bear and her spring cub - largely relegated to the topographically diverse, 60-acre seasonal sanctuary and living wild-nursery of Seven Eagles - soon followed its diminishment. No fish swam in the waters or lingered in the pools, long ago created by beaver. No crawdads. The lone track of a racoon followed the drying western bank before disappearing into the browning grasses.
The second great death since I’d come to live in this sacred ancestral place. The first... a later telling, and still unfolding.
So many connections bound to actions bound to intention - Earth so often left to react, left in the wake of human impact, left without resource, left without recourse.
Without interpretation, I am honored to preserve the artifact telling distantly of mother and cub... accepting the guiding spirit in which it appeared to be presented.
A harbinger, perhaps.
As I've seen across decades of living within this extraordinarily demure metaphysical space, its purpose is likely to reveal itself as part of a winding filament physically, visually connecting one and all across time and space.
These events… this artifact in hand… the familiar collaborative work of ancestral spirit people and advanced, presumed non-human intelligences… I appreciate the gracious nod to my respectful regard for what remains a cosmic mystery... living anthropology... zoology... hydrology… geology... cosmology... physics... entwined and constantly expressing.
If we align ourselves benevolently with life - with our relation to living entities including fish, insects, amphibians, reptiles, birds, mammals, bacterium, fungi... flora... if we broaden our appreciation of what remains, including the sacred elements which sustain every living being… all of us… humanity may yet retain its extraordinary place here on this planet - to also respectfully regard and to aid... in true kinship.
Humanity has been endowed with a grand and benevolent purpose - and I'm certainly not the first, nor will I be the last, to speak of it.
I am still studiously piecing together this great and enduring mystery as it reveals a conscious presence across stages of perceived time and space; yet I believe humanity still has brief opportunity to personally express sincere intentions to align thought and actions with life and our Creator's purpose.
To step thoughtfully, lightly where we are lifted and given to tread.
Text and Image (C) 2026 Lisa Bracken - All Rights Reserved
Image is displayed to convey mood and effect as well as to convey general similarities of the pillar. The image is not from the actual encounter (though the image of the Cliffhouse is from the actual Cliffhouse taken shortly after the pillar encounter - only the pillar has been added via digital graphic tools (no AI), and the base Cliffhouse photo has been adjusted for light.