It was the week of May of last year when the sun moves into Gemini..There was a Peaceful Gathering of Hands I had been invited to, by a friend who was told about this by his sister. He was best friends with my friend who died earlier last year. So we had a profound connection that was a catalyst for our inner growth..At least I saw so much. I know we did together because our friend was watching over us, moving through the air around us and igniting something new and all-consuming. A flame. The sun beat down upon us and I saw patterns morphing in the sky. I was glowing with the world around me.
I met my friend, who in some peculiar fashion helped me to understand the basics of esoteric astrology in a few conversations while we all smoked bowls of trees.
I met a soul-being, named Realizations. She touched me with her energy of love and light that she graces every being that knows her. I know her heart is with me, and every One. That is a promise. She is currently travelling. I know that our paths may cross soon, or someday. All in divine timing.
Everything on this day seemed to twist inwards and inside-out, only to be completely transformed as it emerged on the other side. I met another soul, who helped me greatly upon this path and the initiations of this all. There were moments of deep voidness and so the memories shall come back when they the will is alligned-when the emanations glow once more..
We walked, my two friends and I, to a place where we could see everything. We went to a place where one of the friend's friends lived. We smoked some bowls of cannabis. His friend offered me a single golden mushroom. It was tiny but after it was ingested my awareness was heightened and accelerated to a point where I was feeling an inward rush of divine light pouring through my soul, heart, body, mind..I became alligned somehow to a Will that I always knew was mine, that I somehow had forgotten..
I became more well-acquainted with my higher self on those days. But, I also was fed manipulation and lies by the controlling world forces. I was given a lot of information so in a way I infiltrated their system which may have in fact been a necessity, for it seems their plans are not going to succeed. I was "on the field", so to speak.. It was a very challenging experience, a very challenging time but I kept through it because I knew the light that would permeate our planet this year would be worth it. And I still have faith in this.
Then I again saw the friend I mentioned in the previous post. She welcomed me into her arms like a mother and helped me to work through a lot of emotions and dense information, as I also helped her in this way..We became very close, closer than sisters in the traditional idea of sisters. I knew that I was receiving so much love and light from my angelic guides, and her angelic guides, they both were guiding both of us and so we became entangled with one another's destinies. We saw the wall of fog and moved right through it, although the picture was still moving so much that we knew this venturing into the unknown would lead us into something that we could not yet even comprehend..
I remember one point, this single moment that feels like forever to me, where the glow of awareness around us was so bright and loud and clear that everything was literally shining with light, in the etheric and physical sense, I saw so much brightness and everything was emanating so clearly. But the sound was so loud, it was nearly killing my head. I felt so much pressure and it threatened to explode in untold ways, for I was beginning to have less control over my dreaming body for I had not slept in days.
So I went to her house with her. We walked through the streets of Peaceburgh with our heads and hearts held high. The sun was bright and the rivers were flowing, although when I try to remember the rivers that day I cannot picture them.
We took the bus and when we were there, riding on it, I felt and heard the vibrations of everyone around me so much that it was nearly too much, I felt overwhelmed for I could literally hear the voices of some people's projections in their own minds being picked up inside mine..It was a lot to handle. She handed me a book, called Shamballa, the way of the warrior I believe it's called. It was then that I felt initiated into this world that I found to be truthful..I was beginning to open to the sacred world.
That day I went to her house and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I think I may have slept for a day or more. Or it could have been less. Time was such a non-thing.
I awoke on a bright day and I walked downstairs. I cleaned off my arms in the sink and met somebody who was very intelligent and intriguing, but I felt so much linear energy in their so I had to get out and go outside.
So I took a walk into the neighborhood where the trees were growing fast and green. I startled a stagnant mud puddle and felt my life pivoting in a million directions. I walked down the road and found some rocks and created a formation of some sort, was reminiscent of the yin-yang but my sight was so shifty and accelerated to an unbelievable state. The theme of Balance was very strong.
I met a little plant who told me all about everything. She was so beautiful. I felt so much resonance with her and love was pouring forth from within me.
Then a cop pulled up and, of course acting so suspicious of me, because he didn't understand the meta-physical connection, and took me to get picked up by my dad at a police station..
I was in such a weird place emotionally and physically, and at a heightened level spiritually and mentally, but the people around me were not interested in understanding. My sister observed me but I suppose there were not words for those moments. My best friend of the rising Eastern sun watched me the entire time, after I was home and I felt so odd and disconnected from everything around me, but so highly connected with an Inner source, and I could not really communicate with any of them in ways that were coherent to their sensibilities.
Then something happened to me which I cannot describe at this moment but I will say that the Universe picked me up in it's claws and carried me away to some other place, some other time, I was not here, I was not there, I was hanging above the trees and dancing with the sky although I wonder why it happened so fuzzily at times..
The malevolent forces took me into their grasp and I went through a period of deep and riveting darkness. The fear, it held me in its clutches like an eagle. But I learned something of immeasurable value. For you see, it is I who am the Eagle.
I have passed through the darkness. I have been made to forget. I have been thrown out of the path of light so many times that I cannot count, but still I continue in this. There was not always stillness.
But I searched, I searched desperately for peace, for silence within. I wanted so badly for them to turn off the sounds in my mind but I did not want to lose the spirit I had found within myself.
I watched a film called "Serenity" that gave me strong feelings of past lifetimes in Sirius and Orion and so many other places, I felt that River Tam from the story was more than just a character, but in my mind she came to embody something that both filled me with dread and longing, for I saw a spark of divinity being ignited by a mysterious, other-worldly force that I believe intercepted with the television signals and showed me something beyond what I was "seeing".
I also was very likely manipulated at the time by the will of entities that were not serving my highest good nor the highest good of the all. So I became frantic, saw myself as the destroyer of worlds and simply wanted to run out of this physical form, full-speed ahead..But of course the Universe had other plans.
I look at what happened next from a multitude of perspectives, for if I didn't it would be utter foolishness....
I went out of my house and became One with the Earth. This act was sacred ritual although I do not know where or when it comes from. I touched the ground and created a symbolic new earth with the earth in my hands, a little globe, and I was the Mother Creator, the Goddess..I removed my shirt and let the earth hold me like a little child, for I knew not what else to do..
I opened my heart in an act of surrender, perhaps I knew that what was to come would shake my reality even further than what I had yet experienced, although I was not sure how this could be possible..
A very loving soul picked me up from the side of the road, and I saw in his eyes that there was compassion, so much light, sparkling in his eyes, they spoke to me. But my presence was outlandish to him, the things I was saying were not what was actually happening inside me, but he seemed to understand, intuitively.. I must have changed his world more than I know..
He brought me to my home, where my parents had become worried because apparently I had left this world for longer than I possibly could have fathomed..They saw me and didn't understand my emotions at all, they thought I was going crazy. They said to me, "we're going to go somewhere". They did not tell me where. I said I would like to go a park. They vaguely told me this would be fine.. But they lied to me. This is not where they took me.
They brought me to a psychiatric hospital. I became fearful instinctively because I knew that nobody here would understand what was happening to me, they simply didn't have the training to deal with what I was going through..
Somehow my mental faculties became engrossed with fear and I was on the floor, kicking the people in my way because I felt like they were trying to steal something from me.
So of course they, in their demonic, barbaric practices, put me onto a bed, or a table sort of, and locked my hands and feet in shackles. What did they think to accomplish with this? It was purely moronic.
And yet I knew that something was happening far below the surface, the direction of the winds was changing, and I would have ride along with it to reach the place I knew and saw. Perhaps because the infiltration by the dark ones was so strong at this time, my consciousness actually had to be LOWERED in order to not lose sight of what was truly important. Love.
Love is all that Is, all that Was, it is All that Ever Can Be.
And in my moments of greatest trial I discovered something - that Love can never be lost, even when the darkness threatens to destroy everything you think you know.
And so in a way I transformed. After they tested my brain for the conditions that they believed to exist, they found that there was no damage. But this did not stop them from judging the words I spoke, nor from seeing me as something entirely false in their eyes.. It stung, certainly, but what hurt the most was the fact that my mother and father refused to look at the truth. The left me there, to be "treated" in a children's ward. I lost my mind, quite literally and metaphorically.
I became like a little child again. I started over, letting go of everything that I had once thought to identify with. But the dark forces of which I spoke of were not finished yet, and when they decided to medicate me I did not know what I was agreeing to. So in this way they took control of my body as well, for a time. I lost the clarity I had reached. The light faded to a dim, foggy nothingness that welled up inside me and began to thrash around, like a wounded animal alone on a cold night, who has forgotten where she came from..
Then I was moved to a higher ward, what they called the "Bi-polar Unit". There I was reunited with my soul brother. We spoke of highly esoteric concepts, almost as if in code there in that cold and dusty place. We knew that we both remembered. We knew that there was so much more to this, so we helped one another get through the long days of endless nothingness there.
They truly did a fine job of erasing my memory, that's for sure.
After I got out I still felt a sense of unease, something that somehow connected me with the stars but I was so lost and my brain was turning to mush on those poisonous chemicals, that was one thing I knew and I knew that if I could get off the drugs I would be able to retain my consciousness and my true self that became so well-veiled by all the bullshit and pivotal circumstances.
I met another friend who helped me to see that even in darkness there is irony and a lesson to be learned. I showed him how important it was to me, to fight for the light even when you are not in the light. Because when the light comes and you have prepared, you will be able to transcend anything. This is what the Christ and Bodhisattvas mean when it is said, you must attain these experiences personally, in your own life, so that when the Creator, when the Eagle swoops down, you will be able to fly back into the Heavens with her and remain in the Light eternally.
And so I went into the summer of 2011, with a spark of light carried in the depths of my soul, and I came face to face with the cosmic ocean that makes up everything. The River, the Tao, I do not care what you call it because it is what is and is not, what was never and will always be.
And my mind got swept away into the waters, and I felt a calling coming from within, that seemed to be different than it was before. For the outer world was beginning to resemble the inner seeing I had encountered..Something was lining up..I heard the names of places in my mind; I was contacted by Lyrans, by Andromedans and Arcturians because they had to show me a higher path, for they explained to me how I had been manipulated by the lower forms of some other groups. But these entities were of a warm, true, embracing and loving light. They told me that they have not forgotten about me, that I was still there with them but I had to remember, I had to wake up..I channeled a whole lot of energetic information, and received numerous downloads and chakra upgrades. My body had become nearly formless, before I went to the place where they made me forget. So it was, and still is, somewhat painful on the body in this remembering, for the push into the other world was so great and so forceful that nothing could or can possibly change this.
I have been touched by the Great Spirit...and the direction of the course of my life was completely altered. I am eternally grateful.
And in this moment something is given to me. A gift. A hidden and veiled understanding of, not something I have speculated about that is of the world, but the truth about my own nature..I must choose my words more carefully. I must be kinder to those whom I encounter. My heart is realizing, that I must take the steps to learn to love myself more truly and fully. To see the clarity of self upon world, to see the sacredness in the spaces intricately, to remember..
These words are carefully chosen and the conduit is receiving opening and learning quite a lot it seems.
I have pushed this physical body to a means of mental exhaustion, yet I know that I must nurture myself. This paradox is acute and transformative. We in the higher dimensions have observed this change happen in every One of the worlds in which you inhabit and evolve. We have sometimes thought it funny that you find it so sad yet you continue to distract yourselves..
Let it be recorded and known that these words were received at 814 on 520 during the Solar eclipse in Gemini of the year 2012. This will be of significance at a later time.
As channeled through Astreia Indigo Eagle, of the Blue Ray
A link I found on the internet when I searched for 6th ray:
This is the vision I have been given. My task is written. It is not hidden but it is not in plain sight. Let the stars guide you in their wisdom on this night.
