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The era of flying saucers started with a June 1947 sighting of a fleet of nine shiny discs over the northern Cascade range (Shasta, as noted, is on its southern edge). As saucers entered the imaginations of, among others, mystically inclined Americans, it was inevitable that they would be fully incorporated into the evolving Shasta (and larger occult) mythology.

Like everywhere else, the Shasta region had its share of UFO sightings, of mysterious nocturnal lights and puzzling close encounters, but for the occultists they were somewhere between validation of pre-existing beliefs or just a kind of background noise. The hard-core Shasta lore would draw on terrestrial lost race and extraterrestrial beings in equal measure, and most of all, it would focus on contact and communication. As with some saucer contactees who identified themselves as space visitors, the latter twentieth century would produce self-identified Lemurian inhabitants of the mountain.

“Commander X”² sums up the major threads of current Shasta-focused New Age lore:

The Lemurians … are often seen wandering in the region. They can be recognized due to the fact that they are quite tall in the eight and nine feet (three meters) tall range. They even have their own underground city here, and it’s all made of gold. Even the nature spirits—the knomes [sic], the elves and the fairies—run about here non-disturbed, and many “outsiders” will tell you that they’ve heard the sound of far away flutes, which are the favorite instrument of the elemental kingdom. The only “unusual dweller” around these parts I might be the least cautious about would be our hairy friend Bigfoot, who has been known to scare the living hell out of hikers who go away not being such “happy campers,” mainly due to the somewhat nonappealing scent he has been known to toss off. …

Mt. Shasta has a highly charged aura which prevents the forces of darkness from penetrating anywhere nearby. Teams of Lemurians, Space Brothers and elementals[,] working jointly, meditate daily underground here to heal the planet and to keep this sacred spot safe from either physical or mental attack. Those that have been in the tunnels underground are never the same, their whole life so changed by what they have seen and heard!

In the original draft of the Lemurians-in-Shasta narrative, only a few hundred lost continentals resided within the mountain. Now, however, the Lemurian population numbers more than a million. According to a self-described Lemurian, a young blond woman named Bonnie, the actual population is a million and a half. There is a vast city, five stories high, called Telos. It, or in any event its bottom floor, is located approximately a mile under Shasta—notwithstanding the earlier tradition that Lemurians live in a few small, isolated villages.

(The first floor, by one account, is devoted to government, education, and commerce. The second comprises both factories and houses. The third consists of hydroponic gardens which produce fruits and vegetables for the entire population; Lemurians do not eat meat. On the fourth level gardens, factories, and nature parks coexist. The last floor is a vast natural refuge, where animals, some extinct on the surface, coexist peacefully. “Those that might be carnivorous on the surface,” veteran New Age promoter Timothy Green Beckley reports in The Smoky God and Other Inner Earth Mysteries [1993], “now enjoy soy steaks. … Here you can romp with a Sabor [sic] Tooth Tiger. “)

Bonnie—a real person, as opposed to the usual, in other words, a vision, a voice in the head, or a disembodied entity pushing a pen in an automatic writer’s hand—was interviewed by contactee-oriented saucer enthusiast Bill Hamilton. He notes her “almond-shaped eyes and small perfect teeth” and “sincere, cheerful, and rational” manner. She told him she was born in 1951. According to Hamilton, “Bonnie, her mother, her father, Ramu [also the name of a Saturnian friend of California contactee George Adamski], her sister Judy, her cousins Loræ and Matox, live and move in our society, returning frequently to Telos for rest and recuperation.” Via an intercontinental subterranean transit system they keep in touch with other Lemurian and Atlantean colonies, including an important one under the Brazilian jungle. The Lemurians control an advanced technology, including spacecraft; some UFOs are actually Lemurian vehicles. In fact, the Lemurians, extraterrestrials by ancestry, arrived here 200,000 years ago from the planet Aurora.

A channeled entity named Princess Sharula (“love” in Solara Maru, or the Solar Language, spoken by Lemurians) Aurora Dux, 267 years old in 1990 (she “looks 30”), also lives in Telos, one of more than 100 cities inside the earth. In her capacity as official ambassador to the surface world, she has related that interstellar spaceships from the “Ashtar Command,” with which Telos is allied, come to the mighty city on a regular basis. “The typical Telosian,” Sharula says, “has a slightly golden tone to his skin. … The men are generally 7’ to 7’6” in height and the women are generally 6’6” to 7’1” in height. When we come to the surface we have a process of altering the molecules in our bodies so that we are able to appear the same height as people here on the surface.”

In “The Lemurian Documents” by J. Lewis Burtt, published in a July 1932 issue of Amazing Stories, Burtt imagined what Lemurian technology and architecture might have looked like (Mary Evans Picture Library).

Telosians enjoy a perfect social order without conflict, hunger, or pollution. The United States government has known of them, according to Sharula, “since the country’s conception. It is only near the turn of the [last] century that they started taking action. This action”—the attempt to persuade Telosians to share their technological secrets—”did not get real aggressive until the 1950s.”

An alleged experience in September 1993 takes the legends back to the traditional supernatural lore of elvin folk known to the region’s original tribal peoples. In Fate magazine (September 1994) Karen Maralee wrote of a three-day camping trip to Shasta. On her last evening, as she was walking alone, she heard tinkling sounds and the voices of singing children to her right. She strolled quietly through the trees toward the source. In a small clearing she observed “11 tiny blue fairies, perhaps one foot tall, and seemingly transparent. … The blue color was electric, seeming to pulsate or flicker. … The wings were larger than the fairy bodies themselves.”

As she watched, the figures continued to dance, first clockwise in a circle, then counterclockwise, singing all the while, though the words, if words they were, seemed indecipherable. Maralee observed all this literally breathless. When finally, however, she had to exhale, the sound startled the figures who, suddenly realizing they were being observed, turned to stare at her. Then they leaped upwards and vanished.

Maralee claims to have found “fairy dust”—or anyway, 11 piles of blue dust—at the site. “The substance felt like fine sand and was slightly warm to the touch,” she stated.