Category Archives: E.T.s

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Time to Elaborate

After last night’s episode, I could not return to sleep. I kept trying to recapture what I had lost, for I knew it was at the tip of my tongue.

I fell into the in-between finally and became aware within the midst of a familiar experience. It was a great “Ah-ha!” moment because it had been something I meant to remember but kept forgetting.

Multiple False Awakenings: Surrounded by Beings

I found myself aware of laying in my bed in the dark. Yet it was not my room and I think the bed was created by me to help me feel comfortable. Looking up, I both felt and saw very tall shadows of people, or beings, standing over me at a slight distance. As I saw them, they converged upon me, hovering very closely over me. In awe and fear I lay there immobilized while a sensation unlike any I have ever felt overwhelmed my “body”.

I knew nothing of what was happening other than having the thought, “They’ve come to get me”. In this sense “get” does not imply anything sinister – no boogeyman or anything. In fact, it felt like it had been planned, that I knew of this plan.

In this case, I began to gain lucidity and the fear of the strange sensations enveloping me began to take over. The sensations are difficult to describe except to say that every cell of my being, every particle of energy, every chakra began to pulsate and expand. At least I think this is what was happening. The feeling was so very alien that my conscious mind took it as some kind of attack, yet the majority of me was very accepting of it and able to control the fear without incident.

As I awoke from this “dream” or whatever it was, I remember suddenly that this exact scenario has been playing out in my sleep for many nights now. On this particular night, from 9-10pm, it happened at least three times and each time I thought I had awakened from it, only to find myself once again in the same situation, struggling to gain awareness and then thinking I had awakened only to end up back with these beings hovering over me.

Sirens

As I awakened from this memory, I heard a song in my head – Iris by U2. I knew the title of the song, yet I kept hearing that it was titled, “Sirens”. Upon questioning this, I heard/saw dates of this month. 7, 12, 20. I knew that this was not to be the only occurrence of whatever it was that happened to me. There would be two more.

Sensing my Team was there and remembering now that before I had gone to sleep they had been there and told me, “Your heart is wide open. Are you ready?” I began to become fearful of the unknown. A calm came over me, entering through the back of my heart chakra and radiating outward, igniting my second chakra in a pleasant warmth. I asked, “Why can’t I sleep. I just want to sleep. I’m so tired”. I was told, “It is part of the unfolding”.

The song continued, specifically this part:

I’ve got your light inside of me
Iris… Iris…

Memories Returning

I got little sleep last night and when I awoke I had memories of my reaction to the “incident”, specifically the moment in which I felt this vast knowledge pouring through me but was unable to process it.

I kept begging my Team, “Help me.  Help me. Help me.” I felt unable to cope with what was happening; unable to function in this body; unable to process everything I suddenly Knew.

All I could think of in my desperation to make sense of what was happening was to go down stairs and hug my husband. That is all I wanted to do.

I gripped the covers in my bed, somehow hoping it would help, but knowing it wouldn’t. I continued to ask for help because my body was filled with such a strange energy and my chakras seemed to be exploding. It wasn’t pleasant but it wasn’t painful. I honestly don’t know how to describe it. The best description I have is that all that is Me was exploding from within and if one saw it they would see rays of golden light coming out of me in all directions.

I climbed out of bed, my whole body shaking, feeling as if it would fall apart. I stumbled down the stairs and my husband saw me. I told him, “Something is happening. I don’t know how to describe it”. I am sure I was white as a ghost. He hugged me and I gripped him hard. He asked if what happened was from the past. I said, “I don’t know. I don’t know what is going on. I feel like I was sucked back into my body, like I went from something very expansive to this tiny space and it is difficult to readjust”.

Thankfully my husband is very understanding. He just hugged me. I sat down but could not feel settled and was still shaking inside, though on the outside I was not.

I am better now, though I am still somewhat shaken and perplexed. I know now that the reason I can’t remember is that the knowledge cannot be processed when in this dense state. It is unfortunately inaccessible and incomprehensible when in this physical form. Yet there is a way. If the vibration of this form is heightened then this knowledge can be accessed. This, I believe, is what is happening to me.

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Keeper of the Violet Flame

I had many visions this morning and also experienced a lucid transmission of healing and expansion. The memory of it is failing me at the moment for it seems that I am to forget most of it until it is appropriate to share it fully.

Keeper of the Violet Flame

I was awakened from a deep slumber at 12:30am. A bit disoriented, I had to tend to my youngest and then I was wide awake and full of thoughts about my work situation, one which I have covered in a previous post.

As I attempted to return to sleep, my attention was drawn toward a man in the left of my visual field. He was sitting on a bench as if waiting for me. I went to sit down next to him, and gave him a hug. I noticed I could see him quite clearly. He was wearing a long robe and held a wooden staff in his right hand. He also had a very long, gray beard that reached his waist. However, he did not appear to have any hair on the top of his head.

I looked at him and asked, “Who are you? Do I know you?” In response a memory came back to me from years ago. “Amoradon?” I asked. I felt confirmation. He said to me, “I go by many names”.

Then he said, “I am the Keeper of the Violet Flame“. I did not question him on this, but wondered why he would say it. I got no response.

He told me, “We will be working together”.

The conversation seemed to pause a while and my thoughts wandered. I was concerned about my work situation and I appealed to him for help in calming my thoughts. It was immediately that I felt to focus on my heart center and I was drawn to recall my dreams.

As I focused upon my dream, I realized I had been somewhere foreign – another planet in fact. I saw in front of me a vast, golden plain that spread so far that one could see the circular shape of the planet it occupied. In the center of this plain was a large, cream colored or gold building that resembled a flatter version of the Mayan pyramids.

I could not remember what was going on with me, but I knew that we had been discussing a great war and I was shown a map of this planet. An entire section was highlighted in red and it felt as if the people in this section had been infected with something, but it was not a disease. It was something that was akin to anger or aggression.

I recall laying down in a healing tank of some sort. Inside of it was water and it covered me completely except for my face. I recall there being lights but I don’t remember now what color they were.

In remembering this, my thoughts were interrupted by Amoradon. He said to me, “You will not have to leave them [my family] behind”. I was relieved to hear this.

He continued.

“We will Call you. You will go Home”.

And I asked, “And my family will come, too?”

He answered: “Yes”.

“How?” I asked.

“Mass consciousness [upload]”. The word “upload” was not the right word but there seemed not to be an appropriate substitution in our language. I saw in my mind a visual of consciousness rising upward, as if shifting into a higher vibration.

“Will everyone experience this?” I asked.

“No”, was his response.

As I thought about what had just been told to me, he interrupted my thoughts, “It is not what you think”.

I had been wondering if it meant I would leave my physical body and it would die. I felt this was not the case.

“You will always have access”, was his response to my thoughts. I knew this meant that whatever this mass consciousness “upload” was, it would allow me and others permanent access.

I felt I should relax and return to sleep. I asked to lucid dream since i knew astral projection was out of the question.

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It Has Begun

I’ve been up since 3:30am.

I was having a cool semi-lucid dream where I was running along a country road alone in the evening. The sun was setting and I decided to turn around before it got too dark. As I turned, I saw a mother javelina (wild pig) with her piglets. I avoided her, knowing they can be fierce.

As I ran I saw another mother pig and her babies. And another after that. One turned around and acted like she was going to follow me. I made a huffing noise at her to keep her at bay. Then I stopped and decided to confront her. I turned toward her and that is when I was awakened.

I heard my guide say, “It has begun”.

I heard the song, “Age of Aquarius” and began singing it in my head. I couldn’t get it out of my head.

Not interested in waking up, I told my guide to please let me just dream the message. I said, “I want to sleep”.

As I began to drift, I heard, “On the eve of the full moon”.

This woke me again. I knew the entire message was to expect something to begin on the eve of the full moon. “Is this considered the eve or is it tomorrow night?”, I wondered to myself.

Settling, I began to drift off again.

I heard, “Veinte-four”.

I knew this meant, “24” and wondered why they said it in partial Spanish. What is with me always hearing Spanish?

I drifted once again and heard, “There is a test in 24 hours. Are you ready?”.

I awoke, and responded, “I guess so”. Then I told this voice (I didn’t recognize it), “Please let me sleep”.

Again, I drifted.

Then very distinctly I heard, “A second wave is coming”.

“What?” I thought back, wide awake yet again.

“What does this wave mean? What is going to happen?” I wondered.

Restless, I began to drift again.

Then I heard very clearly, “Re-Creation – the fruits of hybridization”.

Awake yet again I caught the phrase thought, “That sounds like something Bashar would say”.

I tried to go back to sleep but felt that I needed to write it all down. “Maybe then you will let me sleep?” I thought.

After writing it down, I tried to sleep but couldn’t. I felt the urge to just get up and write down my questions and the answers I received. I chose not to, hoping instead that I would get some sleep.

“Why are you doing this?” I asked.

“To prepare you”, he said.

“Okay, okay, I’m prepared already!” I thought back to him. “Can I please get some sleep now?”

“You don’t need sleep”, I heard in response to my thought. For some reason I knew this to be true.

Then I asked, “When is the next ‘wave’?”

I heard, “January”.

I felt I should write it down. I didn’t and told my Team (who I could feel distinctly by this time), “I will remember it when I write down the message about the second wave”. I nearly forgot it despite this, though.

Continuing, my thoughts went back to the information I had just received. I knew these “waves” were waves of energy that contained messages, or “transmissions”.  In response to this memory, I was told these transmissions act as memory triggers for the Starseeds. With this, I saw the familiar vision of millions of tiny stars falling to the Earth – not meteorites but Beings from the stars. I asked, “How many [Starseeds] are there?” I heard back, “4 million”.

Unfortunately, I did not get back to sleep. My youngest awoke and began to run through the hallway screaming and running into doors in anger. I had to get up and hold him. I wondered as I held him if he was a Starseed. Perhaps he is receiving the transmissions, too? Maybe that is why he is so clingy and possessive of me. He thinks he is going to lose me.

I tickled his tiny toes and snuggled up against him for the next 45 minutes as he drank his bottle and played with my hands, clasping and unclasping my finger. “There is nothing more wonderful than this”, I thought. “Perfection”.

A Sign

Later in the morning, after I had long given up on sleep, I saw something tiny on the floor. Curious, I picked it up. It was a teeny, tiny perfectly square piece of paper. On it was printed a triangle and inside it was the number 5. I thought about it being significant but then nearly threw it out, thinking I must be making it up. Yet I had the feeling it was significant in some way. So I snapped a picture of it and posted it to FB.

Not long after I posted it, I received input from a friend. She said the 5 could be for the 5th dimension but also that the symbol could be something called the Yahyel – the 5th hybrid race, each one represented by a triangle. She explained that it came from Bashar whose civilization is the 3rd hybrid race.

You can’t get anymore confirmation than that now can you? Wow.

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Limbic System

While sitting on the sofa watching T.V. I had a sudden strange energetic sensation hit me. With the feeling came an all-over-body calm, as if I had taken pain medication and it had just taken effect.

At first I thought it was a download because it was centered around my head, but the sensation was not the same. This energy was wrapped around my head and shot down my spine, ending approximately halfway down my back between my shoulder blades. My previously sore neck was now relaxed and almost numb in comparison and my head felt expanded though it also had a strange numbness about it. The feeling reminded me of when I had a spinal block – my entire body seemed expansive and floaty.

I sat there in awe of the feeling, assuming I was receiving healing and grateful for it. I have never felt such intense energy in my head. I could specifically feel it in each of the lobes of my brain, specifically more intense in my right lobe than my left.

I enjoyed it for a while and then went back to watching my television show.

Then I was hit with an increase in intensity of the feeling and I sent out a query to my guide. “What’s going on?” I received back a feeling that all was well and to expect more of the same.

Focusing back on my show, which was a very serious (I was watching Fringe), I suddenly began to cry for no reason. There was a sudden sadness and a few tears, but they did not make sense – completely out of place.

I sent another query out, feeling a bit confused. I saw in my mind’s eye an individual standing in front of me and off to my left and felt from them that I needn’t worry.

Then I heard simply, “Limbic System“. I knew this system was related to the brain and I suspected it was linked to emotions. Sure enough, upon researching it I found that it was. Hmmm. This area of my brain has been worked on before (amygdala).

Currently

The energetic sensations are still present and I feel like I am a walking balloon-head at the moment. Thankfully, the feeling is calming and I am having fun pretending that I am merely experiencing some kind of spiritual “high” for the time being. The sensation makes me want to lay down and close my eyes and just drift off into dreamland. Of course, I can’t do that. Sigh.

I have to add that there came with this energy a strange feeling that this was E.T. related. When I asked what was going on, I sensed a being standing near me to my left. I could not see him and just assumed he was one of my guides. Yet, I connected seeing him to stories of alien abductions – I felt that what was happening to me was similar. I then immediately began to reject what was happening. I quickly calmed this part of me down, but it is still quite alarming if I think about it. This part of me feels quite violated for some reason. Why do I need to be “worked on” and to what purpose? Why is “someone” messing with my emotions like this?

It literally feels like I have been hit with some kind of energy beam from above. It is shooting into my head and down through my spine. My body is reacting to it like it would some kind of narcotic drug and my emotions are turning on for no reason.

All I can do is trust that all is okay. These sensations, these energy “bolts” from out of nowhere don’t hurt me or cause me to get worse. They seem to make me better and better and better. It really is quite surreal. Like something from a SciFi movie.

I feel like saying, “Beam me up, Scottie”.

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Download via the Heart

Once again I sense an energy shift. It is subtle. I would not have noticed had I not focused on my heart center.

I am overwhelmed with gratitude and my universe feels so large and expansive. There were messages streaming in and I felt so connected to the past, present and future all at once. It was – IS – all at once.

A friend had posted on FB a Bashar video. I am not sure why, but I listened to it. The minute Bashar began to speak, my third eye lit up and I had memories hit me all at once and suddenly yet at the same time it was as if they had always been and I had never forgotten. Here is the video in case you are curious (thanks Karin!).

The memories included recent events that I had never consciously acknowledged. Some came from dream conversations lost after a night of deep, wonderfully healing sleep. Others came from a deep, inner knowingness that I have always had but my conscious mind does not wish to confront for fear that they might be true.

I believe the Bashar video was there to confirm that my memories and my understanding of other me’s (inter-dimensionally) whom I have met and interacted with are in fact what I have considered them to be but would not allow myself to accept.

The me who came into my consciousness in May, the one who revealed my Starseed origins and introduce a level of bliss that I did not think existed, is in stasis somewhere and learning via incarnations, preparing via this incarnation and communication and connecting with the Earth me, now in this time. The explanation Bashar gave of how he communicated through the channel Darryl was so similar that I could not dismiss it.

Also, his description of himself – gray, bald, short – brought instantly a memory of an OBE in which I stared in the mirror and saw looking back at me an image of a similar being.

While all this information was registering and clicking into place, I felt the familiar downloading sensation that indicates a channel is opening. Yet the sensation was not in my head but…in my heart. And the more I let it flow, the more it surged up into my throat creating a feeling of a need to swallow and an emotional surge upward that caused me to want to cry with joy.

And although I have been sad these last few days, weeks even, for the loss of connection with this Higher aspect of me and the amazing bliss that it brings, I realize now that I have entered completely into a new stage of expansion. The resistance I had been feeling originating, of course, in the Ego, and preventing me from feeling the new experience and integrating it wholly.

The “I am done” knowingness scared me and made it seem that there was no more adventure to be had. But I see now that the adventure is here and that the connection is here in the living. It is not living like I was before. This is a new kind of living.

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OBE: Visiting My Ship

This is a continuation from the last post.

I again found myself superimposed over my body but I felt buzzing energy around my head especially right behind my ears. My guide was close and pictures were flashing in front of my eyes. It was as if I were watching a movie screen that was projected just slightly in front of me on a circular screen. They were not hypnagogic images. I was scanning places I could go, as if seeing into different timelines.

Then I heard my guide say, “Remember who you are”.

The scenes suddenly slowed and one scene came into the forefront. I felt sucked in close to it, as if I were traveling down a tunnel very fast. In front of me I saw a lone pick-up truck parked in a parking lot by itself. It was a four-wheel drive, expanded cab, and something about it was familiar. I resisted going toward it, though. I knew this truck was connected to another “me” and there was a rejection from a part of me that this other “me” even existed. It pulled me back from the scene as the part that was accepting pulled me toward it.

There was a brief pause and the truck seemed frozen in my vision as I realized I was being shown something. I heard my guide say, “Let go”. I then became very aware of my lower three chakras buzzing.

Knowing he was right, I focused on letting go and allowing myself to be shown whatever it was that my Higher Self wanted me to see. I wanted desperately to not resist but that part of me was quite strong and fearful. She did not want to be shown what was coming. “We” both knew what it was.

OBE: Visiting My Ship

My vision was on and off as the scene shifted and I shifted with it. This is where it gets weird. I am calling this an OBE for lack of a better word but the experience is so different that I really don’t know if the term applies. It felt similar to being in-between but also felt like an OBE and like a lucid dream. In a way it was also like I was receiving a vision except that it was one in which I interacted.

I knew the instant the shift occurred that I had gone aboard a ship somewhere in the middle of the universe. It was at “port” but I am not sure where. Since I did not want to fully embrace this knowingness, my vision would come on suddenly and then be turned off by the part of me that did not want to see. I was fully aware of this, though, and so when I was able to see I took it in eagerly and the memories are vivid.

All along there was a guide. She met me when I “boarded” the ship and spoke with me the entire time I was there. She welcomed me and explained to me what was occurring. She said, “As you can see, we are in the process of preparing”. I then clearly saw the entire space I was in. The walls were of a metal that was nearly white and it was quite shiny and bright. The space was vast but very obviously some kind of laboratory. I could see tables made of the same shiny metal and where this metal was not there was a bright white material.

I saw clearly a flat, metal bed similar to an operating table but it was not where any operations occurred. A man dressed in white (or maybe he was white as I don’t recall clothing) was laying on the table. He was elevated from the waist up but there was nothing under him keeping him up. He just seemed to be floating there.

What is strange here, and it caused me concern, is that he had two beams of bright, neon blue light shooting from somewhere directly into both his eyes. When I saw this the woman said, “We have been doing reparations to the teleport”. I knew the teleport was what I was looking at but I wondered about the term “teleport”. Teleport to where? Where am I?

I knew where I was and a part of me completely rejected it. The woman, who I never saw, continued to talk as if she knew me. It felt that I was to be spending time here and that I may have spent time there in the past. I knew we were at port and this continued to bother me. Memories of the encounter I had as a child interrupted my thoughts. I could not focus on the experience because of the fear.

I pulled my energy out of the scene and back into my body. Like I said, the experience is an unusual one but I clearly had my energy somewhere else. It was not in my body.

My guide was close as I disconnected and I heard the woman saying to me, “We will be here when you come back”. She was so very pleasant and calm. Who was she?

My head was buzzing with the energy helmet and my third eye was wide open. A little worried, I asked my guide, “Was that real or was I making it up?” He reminded me to focus on my heart. I did and felt instantly calmed. Then, I didn’t care if it was real or not. I knew, though, that there were many, many more “me’s” out there. This saddened me. I wondered to my guide, “Does this mean that when I leave this life that I will just go into one of those other lives/me’s?”

He said, “No”.

I worried he was lying. If he was, then I felt I would never escape.

I remembered the blue light going into the man’s eyes and worried it was trapping him, immobilizing him in whatever array of pictures it was presenting to him. How do I escape the pictures? What is there if there are not pictures? Why don’t I remember?

I was reassured that I would remember. I then knew this whole experience had been initiated by my guide saying, “Remember who you are”. I asked if this was a trigger word and knew it was. I then wondered why I would need one and the questions just kept coming.

Eventually I fell asleep and had a disturbing dream in which I got very angry. The dream invovled the third chakra and heart chakra. I am being asked to let go of control, to trust that all will be okay.

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Dream: Ship Drop

Fitful night of sleep last night. I have been having tons of pulling/pressure in various locations on my head. It feels like a vortex of energy pulling and makes the hairs on those parts of my head stand up. I suspect this pressure is continued work by my guides to help me adapt to the Higher aspect infiltration.

Ship Drop

Lots of odd dreams but this one is the most interesting. In it, I was aboard a large, ship. It was so huge that two football stadiums could fit inside! I was led into an auditorium-type room with long tables horizontal to one another. It reminded me of a military mess hall. The walls were steel gray in color and made of metal. Everything seemed to have the same gray coloring as the walls, even the tables we sat at.

I was waiting, feeling a bit out of my element and not knowing exactly what was going on. I was sitting with a small group and there were row upon rows of empty tables. There was a small group of maybe five people. These were the only other people I saw and they were quite a distance away. Two of them were complaining of how they could not get together (sexually). They had just been reunited after a long time apart and wanted to get reacquainted but the rules were that we were to wait aboard this ship until we were dropped at our destination.

At this point it was as if I was receiving instructions about what was coming next. In my mind I experienced what I was being told, but in reality I was just sitting at my table, listening. What I saw/experienced in my mind was us stripping our clothing off – we had to be naked – and getting into line to be dropped from the ship. I then experienced a falling sensations and saw below me a group of islands comes into focus. I, with my group, landed in the water and then swam to the nearest island. When we reached the island I felt a sense of relief and happiness as the beach seemed to rise up and greet us.

I had questions: How would I make such a long swim? I then saw an inner tube materialize. I then said, “I will get sunburned”. There was no answer to that, almost like it was a ridiculous concern. I spoke with the person giving me the instructions about the “plan”. I knew the drop was to be over the Hawaiian Islands at the island of Oahu. Yet I did not pronounce the island that way. I said something like, “Ohapuana” or something like that. But our final destination was the Big Island but I kept calling it “Miami” for some reason and this confused me but I could not figure out why in the dream. There was a discussion about changing the drop location so we could get to the Big Island easier. I remember saying the name, “Rusty Boyston” to someone but I have no idea who he is.

We then lined up to prepare for the drop. I took a detour to the bathroom and rushed to rejoin my group. I worried I would be left behind or not be ready (naked) for the drop.

Then, I became semi-lucid and recall being taken to a room. A door opened and there was this strange, alien-looking creature staring back at me. I startled and then realized it was not an actual alien but rather a suit. It was a mottled green color and the helmet was very large and egg-shaped with a horizontal slit where the eyes should be. It reminded me of a scuba diving suit. I recognized it was only a suit and felt better. That is when I awoke.

Interpretation

I suspect this dream is a symbolic representation of instructions I received during sleep. The ship at first appeared to be a ship for water but the dream revealed it was a different kind of ship, one that flew. Hawaii is likely symbolic of the reward waiting for me at the end of my journey. The nakedness could be me feeling vulnerable but I think it is symbolic of the stripping away of all the old in preparation for the coming changes.

All in all, I feel the dream was answers to questions I have been asking my guides about what is happening with me and what the end result will be. There appears to be a link to E.T.s and my fear of them. I seem to be accepting their existence more and more.

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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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Dream: The Great Galactic War

I had this dream over a week ago and am just now feeling okay about posting it. I believe it was a memory mixed with a message and so took it as such. This dream was unlike any other I have had and I am still not sure how to categorize my experience, so I am calling it semi-lucid.

The Great Galactic War

My vision blacked out and I felt transported somewhere else. When I opened my eyes, I was standing inside an immense canyon, the walls of which towered hundreds of feet, maybe even a mile, above my head on either side of me. I was immediately reminded of the Grand Canyon here on Earth, but since I have never been at the bottom of it, I thought to myself, “This must be what it would be like”.

It was then that I realized I was standing with someone and we were in the midst of an important conversation. I spoke to this person as if I were reciting the lines from some long ago play. We spoke about something similar to a vaccine, though I don’t believe that is the word we used. It was a genetic vaccine, not a vaccine against a virus, and it had been tested on a certain individual to see if they were susceptible to its effects.

Slowly, I got out small vials filled with different colored, clear liquid. The first was a yellowish color. I said, “No effect”, and then put it in a nap sack I was wearing over my right shoulder. I then took out another one, this one a vivid blue. “No effect”, and put it in the nap sack. I did this six more times, each time saying, “No effect”.

I don’t recall now what the person I was talking to looked like, only that I knew them. In my recollection of this event they are not there at all, as if I am talking to thin air.

The individual I am talking to makes a comment to me about how odd it is that the individual we tested was not susceptible to any of these vaccines. In my mind I am reminded of the human race and think that it must be the human genome we are talking about. I was fascinated.

Then my attention is drawn to a tall, gangly looking individual who stood a good seven or eight feet tall. He was most definitely not human, his green mottled skin very obvious as were his strange facial features. His head was elongated and sloped backward and his eyes were dark and hooded. I could see no nose and only a thin outline for a mouth.

I knew this creature, this reptilian humanoid, was our prisoner. Had we tested the vaccines on him? I didn’t think so. He had something contained within his head, though, something vile and dangerous. My immediate thought was that it was a bomb and my companion began to tug at the reptile’s head to try and lift off the outer portion of it. I was a bit horrified as I could see inside the reptile’s skull and see the pinkish tissue of his brain.

Two sections came off before the reptile insisted he continue and do it himself. He pulled apart the hemispheres of his brain, parting them like water, and pulled out a small, circular device.

I woke suddenly upon seeing it, thinking it was a bomb and he was about to destroy all of us. In my mind’s eye I saw his eye, looking at me.

Once I awoke, I knew my dream was a memory of the Great Galactic War and that I had seen a reptilian E.T. I decided to paint the eye I saw because I could not get it out of my head. It was so peculiar and I had no fear when I saw it.

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Contract Negotiations

Written from the perspective of the Old.

Semi-Lucid Dream

Prior to sleep, I had been told that more negotiations would occur through the night, commencing at midnight. I woke at 1am to a terrible thunderstorm and when I returned to sleep I projected several times. I abandoned each projection upon reminding that it was only needed for check-in. It was then determined a semi-lucid state was best in order to protect the Ego-self from the brunt of the negotiations.

During the semi-lucid state I stood in front of a mirror talking to myself. Yet the visage in the mirror was not me, didn’t even resemble me. The image was of a bald, very pale individual with a strangely proportioned face. The eyes were almost normal, as were all the features, but it was obvious to me that this individual was not me nor was it human.

This otherworldly being spoke to me and we conversed about planetary events and my mission while visiting Earth. It was so foreign to me that despite being in a semi-lucid state, my Ego-self kept reacting and interfering with communication.

The dream then shifted to a classroom environment. On one side was a figure, the one who I had been talking to in the mirror. He (I will say He but really this being was androgynous) had in front of him pieces of paper with odd looking writing scribbled on them. There was cut pieces of dark hair strewn across the paper so I could not make out the symbols. I was told, “You are not allowed to see this yet”. I did not object. I was distracted by a group of children being attended to by a tall, dark haired male.

I went to the group, intent on doing my part and was told, “I have this, go meet with him”.

I then looked out the window and knew there would be a storm at 4:30pm the next day. I said, “There is going to be a storm at 4:30, good thing I only work until 3:30. Maybe I will leave early just to be safe”. I then turned back to the man at the table who was waiting for me.

I went over the man at the table and sat down in front of him. He put in front of me a very long piece of paper and we went over it together. I don’t remember the content of the sections now, but I do remember that the first two were quickly agreed upon, even though I was unfamiliar with a term used in the second. The third section, however, was about changes that would be made in my life. He explained, “You will be asked to do things that you would not normally do”. I asked, “Like what?” but he would not answer. I said, “Then no deal”.

I awoke knowing why I objected. The issue was my family. I objected to them being split apart and my current personality was dead set against that happening. It was discussed during briefing and put on hold for further consideration. I was not allowed to remember the discussion.

Contract Negotiations

The contract is not yet final and I remembered that the finalization period was set to occur the end of July this year. My memory instantly went to a dream I saw as precognitive at the time, though then I thought it meant my mother’s death. What it actually symbolized was my own “death” and it outlines the time-period specifically stating the 21st to the “end of July” which in the dream was explained as the time in which full transition would be made.

My other self then took over conversations with the being from my dream, who I realized was one of the members of my Council. It was explained that my old self was not yet ready to see him. Therefore, what was seen was created as an acceptable version to the old self.