The Secret Mayan Temple

Immediately after spending a month in the Outback of Australia, I was invited to visit an exhibition of the Crystal Skull in Indianapolis by Helen Mitchell Hedges, who found the skull in Central Belize when she was sixteen years old . Helen had been exploring with her father who was in search of the legendary Atlantis. The skull , according to legend was hidden at a Mayan temple named  Lubantuum , she found the skull and has been in possession of it ever since.
The exhibition was sponsored by Lynn Gardner, who leads transformational journeys, is an author, public speaker and a channeler of the "Light Group."
After I began talking to Lynn ,she informed me that she would be escorting a group into the Mayan Jungle and asked if I would like to join them. Excitedly, I began making plans for the trip.The expedition would be from January 8th through January 23rd and would include five people.

One of the highlights of the trip would be a forty-five minute boat ride up a Mayan river and a five hour hike with machetes in hand through the jungles of Belize to a "secret temple". We would spend the night sleeping in sleeping bags and return to civilization the next day. I am normally ready for anything, but this trip began to make me extremely uneasy, and the longer I thought about it, the more uneasy I became.It wasn't the hike through the jungle, there was something about the temple itself that concerned me. I had almost decided that if everyone else went, I would stay back and meet them when they returned.
Upon arriving in Belize, it had been raining horrendously for about a week, most of the rivers were raging and much to my relief there was concern the trip to the temple would be canceled.The final decision would be made the morning of the departure.

 The  night before the scheduled trip we were all out on the boat dock in font of our motel admiring a beautiful tropical full moon. A full blown tropical storm began forming and the others all went inside, I just "knew " I should stay out for a while longer, besides, I was enjoying the thunder and lightning.
I couldn't help but notice this one large storm cloud that was close to me, and I physically noticed that it began taking the shape of a dog, this immediately attracted my attention, as the star Sirius is known as the Dog Star.
It was at that time I began to realize the extraterrestrials who were inside the space craft hidden behind the cloud wanted to communicate with me. Immediately I teleported inside the ship, leaving my physical body on the dock.There were doctors who began administering to my back , I had been having problems with it because of an implant that had been placed there, it had never worked out , so they were removing it.

Telepathically they were telling me my concerns about going to the Mayan  Temple were valid, I, or no one else in the group needed to go there because of  a lot of negativity surrounding the area, all of us were already experiencing a lot of that negativity and didn't need to be exposed to any more at this time. It was also emphasized there would be a more proper time to visit the ruins. I returned to my body and ran for the motel, it was beginning to storm and rain quite hard.  Arriving back at my room after running approximately fifty yards and scaling a flight of stair, I heard someone  calling my name from the balcony next door, upon further investigation, I found the women who where accompanying us on the expedition looking out over the balcony towards the boat dock. They actually saw me standing on the dock even though I had returned to the motel.some time before.They were concerned because they thought I was still out in the storm , needless to say when they called out my name and I responded,"Yes," they nearly jumped over the balcony.
The next morning the trip was canceled.

Gary is a travel writer and photographer living in Sarasota, Florida. He maintains a website featuring some of his travel photos and markets a line of products featuring many of his photos.