Whenever I go to Mount Shasta, I know to stay open to the unexpected, the synchronicities, and the unexplainable. This trip did not disappoint. After a four hour drive up from the Bay Area, I arrived on a Wednesday and checked into the well known Holly House. I was staying with three other women, and I was the first to arrive. After the long drive, I unloaded my bags and took a nap in my bedroom, an upstairs attic. The two downstairs housemates, Carol and Lynne, arrived in the evening, and my upstairs mate and friend Pixie, arrived late that night. We were all there for the Hierarchy of Light Conference, I had a booth there, as did Lynne.