Encounters of the Unknown—Alternate Perceptions Magazine, June 2019
Did a Hindu Deity help a Remote Viewer map out his future?
by: Brent Raynes
In his book The Stargate Chronicles: Memoirs of a Psychic Spy, its author, Joseph McMoneagle, a former 20 year U.S. Army Intelligence NCO, a Vietnam vet, and more, plus a “remote viewer” with the famous Stargate program, McMoneagle describes having had many remarkable experiences. And not just “remote viewing” but also an NDE (near-death experience), out-of-body experiences, a UFO encounter – but perhaps the strangest of all was his encounter with “Karanja”!
This story began in a large orange grove in extreme west Miami, Florida, on the edge of the Everglades. McMoneagle was a Cub Scout at the time, about 10 or 11 years old. It was a camping trip and after setting up their tents the kids decided to play a game called “message to Garcia.” In this game a kid has a message whispered to him, then he has 20 minutes to go off and hide somewhere. The challenge is then to return without being tagged and whispering into the ear of the next kid the message. After playing all afternoon, it wasn’t until around dusk that it was McMoneagle’s time to go hide. He decided to climb up into the largest orange tree he could find and wedged himself up in the limbs. Tired at the time he soon fell asleep. The next thing he became consciously aware of was it was dark, there were many adults spread out below with flashlights, and his name was being called. It was around 4 a.m. McMoneagle recalled in his book: “Embarrassing? Well – let’s just say I missed the next three camping trips and pissed a lot of parents off. The worst part was that I ruined the game, because I couldn’t remember the message.”
Next McMoneagle fast forwards to like 1980 and his participation in the programs at the famous Monroe Institute that are designed to help people tap into altered states of consciousness and perhaps gain some helpful self-control over them. One day, as he was into his third audio tape of the day relaxing in his CHEC unit (which he explains stands for Controlled Holistic Environmental Chamber) he was startled to feel someone sit down on his knees. “I opened my eyes, pulled off the headset to yell at them, and noticed that it was a woman I’d never met,” he wrote, “and not a participant in the Seminar. She was from India and appeared to be middle-aged. She had a small, painted dot between her eyes, gray streaks through her hair, and was on the pudgy side, wearing native Indian clothing.” “She looked strangely familiar, although I was sure that I had never met her. I pulled my legs back out of the way and asked her what she was doing. She said she was there to talk. I said I didn’t know her, at which point she sort of winked and waved her hand-and I had a sudden and instant recall of having met her before.”
Suddenly he had a flashback to the Florida orange grove as a boy up in the tree. As he was about to fall asleep, the same woman had appeared to him, took him by the hand and led him to some rose-colored place to sit and talk about what he was going to do with his life.
“She smiled at the look on my face, and of course I went into shock and could not respond at all,” McMoneagle wrote. “To suddenly have instant recall about having planned out your life-the good, the bad, and the ugly-was a bit overwhelming. I told her I couldn’t remember her name, which she then laughingly told me.”
“Karanja! My name is Karanja.”
McMoneagle described how as she spoke her name her name appeared in his mind, with funny markings over the n, the r, and the a. He wrote it down in his journal so that he wouldn’t forget it. He asked the woman why she was visiting him. “Just to talk,” she laughingly replied.
“And…this time, I get to remember what we talk about?” he asked, at which point she waved her hand and McMoneagle found himself awakening at the end of the tape. “I didn’t know what to make of the experience,” he recalled. “It totally overwhelmed me.” He asked a man he had been sharing the room with if he had heard him talking and he replied that he hadn’t, though he did remark on observing a strange light in the room that had passed outside a small black curtain that closed off his CHEC unit.
After this he tried to find out about the name, asking numerous people he knew from India or who spoke numerous dialects of Hindi, but no one was able to offer a translation of the name. Then following his retirement, while working with SRI (Stanford Research Institute) McMoneagle spent a weekend at a museum in the main park in downtown San Francisco. There was a special exhibit of Hindu gods and deities at the time.
“In one of the rooms was a huge multilevel altar, with dozens of small statues displayed on it,” he wrote. “On the very bottom shelf, toward the rear, was a tiny statue of a slightly pudgy woman in Indian garb. They listed her as a minor deity, with the name spelled Kiranja, which translated from some archaic dialect, means ‘bringer or carrier or light.’” “Knowing what I do now and thinking as I do now about how space/time might be imagined to work-I could have, at that precise point in time, created all of my experiences with her up until this very moment. You see, I believe we fool ourselves into thinking that things are linear simply because we normally experience them in that fashion. But in reality, anomalous events happen and we experience them outside of the linear-time framework.”
