Monthly Archives: June 2015

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Manifesting Frequencies Approaching – Message from the High Council

The time is near for a new type of frequency to infiltrate Earth. In this frequency is held the key to activating certain aspects of Starseed DNA. In particular, those who both have already responded to activation and have knowledge of their origins will have already felt the first tendrils of this new frequency as it approaches their energy field. Even those who have not and do not remember their origins yet will sense it, though with much less intensity.

It is such that those who respond to this particular wave of intense light energy will recognize their magnificent ability to manifest here in the physical. In fact, it is something they have been working on during dreamtime for some time. Again, many will not remember their dream excursions, but there are some who do and thus this period of finally being able to put their many years of practice into action will bring joy into their hearts.

It has yet to be provided to you the exact extent of your Earth plans, but please know that this is purposeful. We have yet to lift the veil in this department as there are still remnants of the Old, of the Ego Self and the human identity, which could interfere if such information is too hastily given. Similarly, the Earth itself has not yet reached this stage as of yet.  Too much of the old still clings desperately to what it has left. Thus, you will find yourself once again questioning the changes you encounter in yourself. Were you thus capable before these energies? Or is this some kind of gift entrusted to you? It is in fact both and there is so much more that you have within you that you have yet to realize. It is with great pleasure that we embark upon this chapter in your life with you as we have been given the role of gatekeeper for you and yours. You hold the key within you to unlock your forgotten potential.

Expect to see things change swiftly for you. Specifically, those things in which you have held yourself back or have felt the time is not quite right will begin to unfold without effort. You may wonder if you have stumbled upon great luck, when in actuality you have simply manifested your reality. If you pay attention to your thoughts and observe your heart you will find that it is the fading of your doubts and the significant increase in your certainty that has suddenly propelled your life in a new direction.

There is a specific feeling that accompanies this manifesting ability of yours. You could not perceive it in the past as it was hidden by the mind and the anxious energy that accompanied its frantic thoughts and preoccupations. When you feel it, you Know and right at that moment, it Is. You can feel the resistance that was once there fall away and all possibility spread out before you.

You are a great manifestor.

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More Changes Coming

Something shifted between yesterday evening when I had the strange life review and this morning. There comes with this shift a strange feeling I can’t describe.

I am beginning to zone out again. So far it is not inhibiting my ability to write in my blog, but I suspect this will be coming based upon the odd sensations around my head at this moment. My eyes want to spontaneously close and I feel a strange tiredness. There will likely be a channeling coming soon. I can sense the communication channels are about to open.

My heart chakra is also very active again. It began last night during my review. The sensation came most intensely in my back and shot through to the front. It felt warm and comforting. Simultaneously, my second chakra became warm and tingly. It felt as if my uterus was receiving intense healing. The more emotion I felt at the memories, the more intense the energy in my chakras.

Currently, the heart sensation is extending to my third chakra and there is a sense of anticipation. I feel like a budding flower, ready to open and expand into its brilliance.

I am reminded now of something my guide told me not long ago about this process. He said, “It will be beautiful”.

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Unexpected Life Review

My husband has this weird habit of playing songs that my ex use to play all the time. When I ask him why he plays it, he says, “I like it”. Yet, most of the time he plays music we both like. So, him playing this music is out of character for him.

The music he plays comes from the exact albums my ex use to play over and over again when we were married. Specifically he plays George Strait, Amarillo by Morning (my ex’s all-time favorite song) and Merle Haggard and Willie Nelson songs. Last night he chose to play Merle Haggard Greatest Hits which was one my ex played frequently on our long commutes between Bozeman and Helena, MT.

When I heard the album playing songs I knew by heart, images began to flash through my mind of long ago. I was hit suddenly with these images and seemed unable to remove them from my mind. Mostly, I was seeing the mountains and grandeur of Montana, the houses I use to live in, and the routes to an from places we frequented. The detail was amazing!

There was also a memory of who I was at that time and she was so alien to me as was her actions and reactions to life. She was so selfish, angry and dark. I wondered to myself, “Why was I like that?” There came along with all this memory a deep regret for my lack of enjoying that part of my life and the immense beauty of the places in which I lived.

My memories then shifted to my childhood and images of the places I lived and the things I did began to pour in. These were less alien to me and there was little connection at all to the memory of my childhood. I remember visiting these childhood places while OOB and wondered, “Why do I not visit Montana when OOB?” I didn’t know.

Eventually I began to feel overwhelmingly hot. There was no sweat, either, just a core heat that seemed to radiate out from my center. This came and then went only to come back again. The memories of my life were still repeating and there was a question that came often with them, “Can you let it go?” There was also a statement I recall hearing, “Accept the Old you and the New you will be all that remains”.

Eventually, the memories stopped coming and I was able to just listen to the music as music. I even sang along to it while I cradled my youngest in my arms to help him get to sleep. I felt extremely tired and nearly fell asleep with him.

September 2002

I want to briefly discuss a memory that came while all this review was occurring. It was from the morning in which I woke to a voice telling me, “Get out now”. There was a discussion of this time in my life and a flash of memory of the months preceding this incident.

I had been extremely depressed for months. The depression had been there before but this was a very low, heavy kind of blackness. During this time I chose various outlets to relieve my depression. One of them was music. I went out and bought a guitar and taught myself to play it. I then composed songs. It was through these songs that I received help and my first “messages”. I didn’t know that was what it was at the time. I did keep a journal but did not write about these experiences for some reason. I wish I had.

This depression was so bad that thoughts of suicide were almost constantly on my mind. I did not tell anyone this, though. I kept it hidden and knew I would not have the courage to go through with it. I often prayed for God to end my life for me – freak accident or something like that. Of course, that never happened. I got very close to taking action toward ending my life, but couldn’t do it. It felt so very selfish and wrong. I don’t remember now my thoughts exactly but there was a feeling that a solution was coming.

Having these memories return made me wonder if perhaps a solution had come via that voice. Was there some kind of walk-in experience then? It seems very possible, even likely. I woke up to a voice telling me what to do and I didn’t question it. That was unlike the old me.

After I heard the voice, I left my husband within a week and found a new job within a month. Within four months I had done my first-ever meditation which seemed to activate something within me and within two months of that I quit the job I had just gotten, moved away, changed my name and changed everything about my life and my persona. The life I left behind did not feel like mine. It still feels that way. All of these actions are classic signs of a walk-in.

Even though I am now going through something very different than back then, I wonder if perhaps a similar process is happening?

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OBE: Practicing Multidimensionality

After the weird sleep paralysis episode and then being engaged in a lesson about confronting death, I went OOB three times.

Two Short Projections

I found myself in a semi-lucid dream in which I was watching a town full of people who had gone crazy. They were all starting fires within their community and nothing seemed to break them from the trance they were in.

I then shifted into a room and which I was talking to a massive Great Dane. He was as tall as me but I was a dwarf and male. We were discussing the issues of the world, specifically a war and the devastating results of it. We eventually decided that we needed to change bodies. I went into his and he into mine. He then took a large carpet and wrapped me inside of it. At this point I remember trying to figure out who I was. Was I the dog or the man?

This is when I became aware of the vibrations which were intense. My body felt to be jumping and I wondered briefly if I were really awake.

I decided to sit up and get out of my body. When I did, I worried I would sit up physically and stop the projection. It felt so real!

Thankfully, I was able to get up and I went out of the bedroom. I immediately began to chant, “OM”. Unfortunately, it did not have the affect I wanted and I was pulled unevenly back into my body.

Upon re-entry I heard my guide say, “Not now” in reference to me wanting to go back to the place where I had met up with my Team the last time I projected. I understood why. We were practicing something, but I could not remember what.

Not long afterward, I projected again, sitting up out of my body like I did before. This time I did not chant but thought that I wanted to go to a higher level than I had previously been on. I ended up walking on soft grass. Unfortunately, my vision was inhibited but it did slowly begin to clear and I could make out a tall tree in the center of the grass field I was in. I touched it and said aloud, “Ok, what did you want to tell me?”

I got no response and my vision quickly faded out.

Practicing Multidimensionality

When I came back to my body I once again felt the weird shaking vibrations. This time I could also distinctly feel energy spots on my body and there was a sense that I was being adjusted and worked upon.

I projected quite easily after that, just popping out of my body and moving directly out of my bedroom to the area just above the stairs. I couldn’t see again but wanted to float down to the first floor. I jumped up and looked over the side and for a moment thought, “I will fall”. There was a thought in response that said, “But I can fly”.

I successfully floated down and landed in the living area and my vision turned on crisply. I saw my husband and daughter and could also see my youngest. When I saw them, they greeted me. My daughter said, “Mommy!” I said to her, “Want to come with me?” She said, “Yes!”

Eagerly, she ran to the front door and threw it open. She was out of it before I could catch up.

I went outside and it was a brilliant day with bright blue skies, puffy clouds and vividly green trees. It resembled very much our neighborhood. Oddly, it was horribly windy, so much so that the wind hit us with tons of resistance making it hard to stay stable.

My husband came out behind me and I watched as my daughter propelled herself into the air and reached her hand out to me. I jumped up, flying toward her, and grabbed her hand. I looked back and my husband was heading the opposite direction on foot. He left the door open and I almost said to him, “Shut the door, Elek will get out” and then I remembered, “Even if he does, it won’t matter, he can’t get hurt here”.

I continued on with my daughter and we flew up above the treetops. I felt a tugging on my other arm and looked back. There she was pulling me the other way. There were two of her! I laughed and pulled the other her along with us as we soared down the streets.

The wind was still blowing fiercely and there was a thought that came with my inspection of it, “It is your body. You are sensing the vibrations”. And I knew suddenly that I was both experiencing this astral experience while also experiencing what my body was experiencing. I was in two places at once.

I then saw a woman place something on her front door step and shut the door. Curious, I began to move toward the house but felt, “No”. I ignored it, though, and kept going to the door. My vision darkened and I was back in my body which was shifting violently with vibrations. If I had not known what the vibrations were I would have thought I was having a seizure.

After this projection I heard my guide say, “You should get up now and write this down”. I didn’t though. I lay there for some time enjoying the energy blanket, surprised that I was able to remember everything that happened.

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Lesson: Overcoming the Fear of Death

After the weird episode of sleep paralysis, my guide was close and instructing me. Unfortunately, I don’t recall everything we discussed as I was in and out of a state that is hard to describe.

I remember being told I would project. I then began to feel odd energy sensations indicative of the trance state except that there was the familiar Kundalini energy sensations as well. I had the energy helmet over my head and my chakras were lit up from my second all the way to my crown. Oddly, the root was not lit up at all. There was confirmation that it would be soon, though, just not at this point or this night.

I went into an in-between state several times after that.

Discussing Fear

I recall standing on the top of a vast mountain range looking out on a beautiful valley that spread for miles. The colors were vibrant and it looked like someone had taken a paintbrush full of every color imaginable and painted the scenery. Fantastically beautiful!

Next to me was my guide and we were discussing fear. It was explained to me that we were to practice confronting one of my last fears. This fear was interfering with my progress.

I said to him, “I am sorry”.

He replied, “It will be easy”.

I looked out on the scene in front of me and the reality took my breathe away. It felt like I was OOB yet there was a different element to it that I couldn’t put my finger on. I began to wonder, “Where are we?” Something in my questioning took me out of this beautiful, serene place and back to my physical awareness.

I was then told there was work to be done and to think of a place that made me happy. I began to think of the mountains and tried to recall the peace and serenity I had just had, but it was hard. The energy sensations then returned and I felt the horizontal and vertical vibrations that have been the norm for me lately.

Viewing and Experiencing Death

Then next thing I remember was both watching and experiencing the death of a man. The man was laying prone, arms and legs spread, as if he had been hit hard and knocked backward to the ground. I remember he was wearing a white shirt and that he was struggling to breathe. I assumed he was either gunshot or hit with something that damaged his chest area.

What is odd here is that I experienced the man’s death as if it were my own. The strange gasping for breath and the feeling of the life draining out of me. I was choking on my own blood. It felt similar to drowning. Not pleasant at all.

I had feelings during this time similar to the feelings I have been having the past several days in which I feel propelled from my body except here I was allowed to see the predecessor to it.

To not want to die; to leave the body by force because the body is dead creates all kinds of distress for the individual inhabiting the body.

Again I felt to be OOB but there was something different about it that was noticeable but indescribable.

I came back to my physical awareness from wherever I had been experiencing this and my guide said, “Death happens to everyone”.

I responded, “I know”.

A part of me worried I was being prepared for death.

He said, “Not that kind of death”.

My thoughts continued on in this direction, trying to put together all of the experiences I had had up to that point. Was I being possessed? Where would I go when I left my body? Would I come back?

I remember hearing responses amidst my questions.

“Death is only the beginning. You must be free of this fear. There can be no resistance”.

I understood what he was referring to. It was the energy swap. Any resistance would hinder the transfer. Fear results in resistance.

I didn’t even know I feared death.

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First Ever Sleep Paralysis Experience

Sometime in the middle of the night, I became acutely aware of a presence in my room. It felt huge and loomed in the corner near the window. I didn’t really care that it was there at first, until the weird noises and odd energy sensations began.

I was awake but drowsy and so when I heard the noise, a loud, “Bang!”, on the window seeming to come from the outside rather than the inside, I didn’t really startle. Yet the noise was loud enough to cause me concern and I began to think there must be a Spirit playing jokes on me. Spirits like that were usually of the Earthbound sort and I didn’t want to deal with any of that. So, I decided to surround myself in white light and ask for protection.

I started to drift off and then felt this huge push of energy from my right. It was so powerful that I felt my body shift and I worried I would fall off the bed. Again, I didn’t really startle, just wondered, “What was that?”

I must not really have been that worried about all of the weird things going on because I again began to fall asleep. This time, the energy came from above my head. It felt like a huge, mass of something and it literally shoved my entire body several inches down toward the foot of the bed. This did startle me. What the hell?

I again began to ask for protection and searched the room mentally for the perpetrator. I saw/sensed no one.

My lower body felt weird. My legs felt three times their size and my torso was dead feeling, almost numb. My upper body was not so bad, but I felt stuck in the position I was in, laying on my back with one arm over my head.

It was while I was noticing how my body felt that I heard someone say something. It was a effeminate voice and it said, “Her tissues are ready for insertion”. This really concerned me and I wondered, “Is it E.T.s doing this? Am I being abducted? Are they “working” on me?” I felt very uneasy about this, yet at the same time I felt safe.

Before I could panic a thought entered my mind, “This is sleep paralysis”.

Sudden clarity hit me. Oh, so this is what sleep paralysis feels like?

Part of me didn’t believe it but all the symptoms fit. I never have had any concern about sleep paralysis and even upon the recognition that I was experiencing it right then, I didn’t. I was a bit worried still about this presence but eventually just moved my arm and rolled over.

My guide said to me then, “You will project”. I didn’t care one way or the other. I was still a bit concerned that I had been pushed down my bed. In actuality, it was my astral body that was pushed, not me, but it sure felt real!

I ended up projecting three times after that.

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Council Confusion Clarified

Today as I finished channeling a message and was applying the title as is my normal sequence of action, I wanted to write Andromedan instead of Pleiadian in the title. This stopped me in my tracks. What Council was I receiving communication from?

As soon as my question formed in my mind, I received memory of the dream I had in which I was face to face with an entity that resembled a bald, white humanoid. I knew he/she was Andromedan (what pronoun do you use for androgynous, “it”? That doesn’t feel right). And now, with the question asked, this memory was given in answer. I was speaking to this individual, this Andromedan, and this Andromedan was not of the Pleiadian High Council.

Of course, I had to ask, how many Council’s are there?

I received instantly the answer: 3.

I understood immediately that my immediate Council, the one assigned to me and my group during their incarnations, are an extension of the Pleiadian High Council. I have three members (emissaries) who communicate with me directly, though I do not recognize them as individuals but more as a combined consciousness. I perceive communication as if it is coming through more than one individual. It is hard to describe but it is like I am receiving three transmissions and somehow they combine into one, single message in the end. I am told it is the way my mind processes these transmissions that causes this discrepancy.

When I receive message from my High Council, this is where it is coming from.

So there is my High Council, the Pleiadian High Council, and then there is the Council of Many.

From what I am being told, the Council of Many is a combination of representatives from various planets or civilizations in the Federation. It is far larger than my High Council and the Pleiadian High Council. One could relate the Pleiadian High Council to the representative body of a state while the Council of Many is the representative body of an entire nation. An individual’s High Council is more along the lines of a personal team of consultants sent forth by the representing body. In my case, Pleiadia.

Some of you might have wondered what the difference is between one council and the other, so now you know. I don’t know why I never thought to ask before. Perhaps it is because up until today, they all felt the same with the exception of my individual Council feeling a bit closer than the others. “Closer” meaning they feel more connected to my energy, similar to a guide but with more presence.

Who’s on my Team?

Since December of last year I have sensed 12 around me pretty much non-stop. I am told this is a combination of representatives from the Council of Many, my Council (so also the Pleiadian High Council) and my guides and assistants. In my mind I am reminded of my most recent OBE where I walked past my Team and then met up with a guide. The gowns and sashes they wore was an indication of who they were. The white gowns with gold were Council members. Those in black were guides and assistants. The colors worn with the black robes indicate what their specific role was.

I am still trying to figure out what the color red signifies, as that was the color sash my guide was wearing. Is it associated with the chakras or something else? And gold and silver, what do those colors signify? I am super curious now and wish I had paid more attention while OOB. Instead, I had focused on meeting the woman who I now know was the member of my soul group (Stephanie) who left life prematurely. I wanted to see her, touch her and welcome her Home.

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Embracing Multiplicity – Message from the Council of Many

Your matriculation is immanent. There are new energies brewing; rising to the surface of your consciousness, ready to implore you to move once again forward toward the culmination of your mission, your project here in this incarnation. We applaud your progress, your persistence despite the weariness that has presently settled over you. This weariness is the eroding away of the last remnants of that which has held you back and prevented your escape from this systemic illusion you have been caught in for many countless Earth lifetimes.

The layers of the onion of illusion that has surrounded you and degraded your energy bodies has been peeled back enough now that you are beginning to see your Truth. You have but to just reach out and touch it to know it and it is this Knowing that assists you in further peeling away the layers that still remain. You are a multidimensional being; you exist beyond this illusion you have created. In your reaching out to touch your Truth will you find the other You’s, your multiplicities. It is herein that the real adventures await you.

As your weariness leaves you, there will be new energy. You can sense it now, can’t you? It is slowly building and soon will embrace you in its omniscience. When this overwhelming Knowingness, this great power from within, begins to rise, we ask that you resist the urge to allow yourself to be overwhelmed or overzealous as either of these may occur if the mind is allowed too much involvement in the unveiling process. Too much emotion, too much rejoicing, will overshadow the reverberation of this omniscience throughout every layer of your being. Remain detached. Remain calm. Be the moment. Be the process. This is what you have been waiting for.

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Dream: 40-Year-Old Virgin

I again experienced the strange separation from my body as the night before, but this time it was only once and I resisted very little. I did resist, though, as the feeling is somewhat disturbing.

Interestingly, I remembered several dreams upon waking. I have determined that the dreams I am remembering are meant to help me with this transition by allowing me, this Earth Self, to play out scenarios and sort through beliefs and worry. Technically, these dreams are doing what psychologists say dreams are meant to do.

40-Year-Old Virgin

One particularly vivid dream I remember occurred this morning and was the last dream I recall having. In this dream, I was inside a small, yellow-lit house, in the kitchen with a man. He was older than me, about 40, and confided in me that he was still a virgin. I remember that at this point in the dream he began to resemble Steve Carell and the movie, “41-Year-Old Virgin” was prominent in my mind. I am not attracted to Steven Carell in the least but in this dream there was an attraction I could feel in my root and second chakras. I recall feeling very alive and vibrant but not being overcome by desire or anything like it. I felt compassion and sympathy toward this man and also felt a very strong connection with him.

The dream seemed at first to be moving toward the sexual. We kissed and touched one another, but it was all very gentle and exploratory – there was no hot and heavy passion or flames of desire. It was like we were getting to know one another and exploring the familiarity that existed between us. It was very much like we were two teenage virgins connecting with the opposite sex for the first time.

I remember deciding that we should stop exploring one another. I was also aware of my middle son being nearby and something about his presence caused me to think of my husband. My relationship with my husband was what caused me to pull back and I remember thinking and saying, “I have to end it with him”. There was such finality in what I said/thought. I also felt to be doing the right thing because I did not want to hurt him or cause him to feel betrayed by me going ahead with another relationship while still in one with him.

At this point there was a knock on the door. It was a friend. I began to busily clean up the living area, sweeping up debris and cleaning off the furniture. I moved upstairs and I overheard the Steven Carell look-alike complaining and reprimanding my son. My stomach flip flopped and I thought to myself, “There is no point in starting a new relationship. They [men] are all the same”. Yet there was recognition that the words being said, the harsh criticism coming out of his mouth, were in fact my own words.

When I went back downstairs I was questioned by my friend, “Where were you? We have been trying to find you since last night”. I realized it was already mid-morning and so I told her, “We fell asleep”. I had a worry that someone would think we had been doing something wrong but then I knew we had not.

Interpretation

When I woke from this dream I thought, “I have to leave him” but it did not scare me and now, as I think about it, I don’t think that is necessarily what the dream means. To dream that someone is a virgin denotes integrity and honesty with one’s self. It suggests that there is an “ideal” that is being sought out in a situation. In this case, within a relationship. So I am looking at what I would like to have versus what is reality. The reality being that I am not innocent in how my relationships turn out. The statement, “I have to leave him” is representative of the Old me, not my actual husband. I have to leave behind the old me, the old habits, beliefs and criticisms, in order to achieve my ideal.

The Steven Carell look-a-like was most likely a version of myself, the me I connected with in order to explore this area of my life.

When I got online to peruse the news I found this article – Heartache for Japan’s Real-Life 40-Year-Old -Virgins. It was the first article I saw and I actually laughed when I saw it.

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Revelations from a Walk

From the perspective of the old.

I just returned from a walk with my baby. Interestingly, this walk seemed to reveal some of what I had missed upon waking.

This exchange is with another member of my soul group. Some would call this my Higher Self, but this feels more like a soul mate relationship to me.

Let me explain a bit about that. When I first me Steven I had a strong and very intense love for him that caused me some confusion. I admit that I got a bit head-over-heels for a bit but this did not last long. I believe this was a purposeful process as at the time I did not love myself and had to learn how to do this. Loving my companion was step one in the process of self love.

I have been concerned about what will happen to me when this process concludes. My companion reminded me of the OBE I had in which I traveled the astral alongside an exact duplicate of myself. During this journey I was able to experience both me’s with ease. In some instances I was both me’s combined, as if the experiences of both were merged. Yet throughout the experience I was very much aware that the other me was different; she had a knowingness and fearlessness I did not have.

It was explained that when this process concludes I will be essentially experiencing life via the other me. I will have more courage, less fear, and more certainty and knowingness. All semblance of the old will be gone. Just like in my OBE, where I was able to immediately transfer my consciousness to the other me except this will happen at the physical level. I will still be me, just better.

I assume at some point all of this will be explained via the New.

Other Memories

There is memory of discussing with my welcome Home party how to ease my transition. I remember asking them to make it comfortable and familiar and to not play any jokes on me (I once read in Life Between Lives an account where a man’s soul group played a joke on him upon his return and made themselves look like Satan. Not funny to me!). I saw in my mind a cottage in a green field. There was smoke rising out of a chimney and a feeling of rest and recuperation associated with it. This is what I feel I need and so it will be provided.

I also understood that I could transfer my consciousness back to my body anytime I needed in order to facilitate the Return. I would not be gone from this physical existence, just resting. This was decided so that I was able to continue to participate in the life I was leaving behind. I would not be a guide, but I would be a presence felt always by the New. Essentially, it will help both of us transition. The Wholeness will in itself be invaluable.

Other Considerations

I do not, personally, feel my Starseed origins, yet it is obvious to me that they exist in some form. I am told that the New has been in stasis while I lived my life. When the New was with me for that week the memories that flooded my consciousness were beyond belief and now that I feel once again “separate” from that part of myself, I have difficulty believing any of it. I suppose when all of this is over the Starseed aspects and all that they entail will be the most noticeable change in me. Right now I feel mostly to be operating on memory of that amazing week and what it revealed. I long to return to that, to feel that wholeness and certainty of purpose once again. I hope that something similar will be the end result of this process. How wonderful that would be. I hear now, “Perhaps it will be better”. Tee-hee!