The orbs or flying lights in the sky continue. Sometimes one. Sometimes a dozen or so. I am actively listening and observing. What is occurring now seems to be vibrationally connected with this past ET dream-poem from May 2020, and notably, it was recorded almost a year ago. This was also shared in one of the Experiencer Dialogues in this time frame. This synergy between inner and outer consciousness and beginning to see or perceive the lights “out there,” beyond the dreaming-visioning state, is very new for me. I’ve been training my whole life to allow this data to inform me from a greater spectrum. My ego-mind is no longer given the authority to decipher or interpret data anymore based on what is known within the reduced-spectrum of consciousness.
The dreams are also helping me to fill in “the more” of what is unfolding. While I am still healing and integrating from my father’s recent passing, it is this very event that seems to be opening new doorways, even amidst an already mind-blowing acceleration occurring now. (Many thanks for all of your kind condolences.)
Our first transmission-broadcast group on Monday, March 1, was excellent, and a sign of things to come. I am adjusting to being more exposed in the way that I stream the light-sound data. However, having the group hold the space while allowing the ecstasy to occur, is relatively new for me. (Gratitude to all of you.) It’s that moment when Father Spirit ignites the Goddess-in-matter beyond my comfort zone, or what I have already adapted to. The evolution of this has always been a deeply personal experience. Years ago, even just trying to explain this to a few friends in my life made them off-the-charts uncomfortable, which of course, has always fascinated me. Nevertheless, I knew the ongoing experiences were important and relevant, not just for me, but perhaps represented the hidden potential within the suppressed bioenergetic field of human consciousness. Even so, I knew I was pretty far off from being able to squish the topic into the spectrum of water-cooler conversation.
So, on overcoming fear. Just as I had to overcome my extreme terror of singing in front of people in that San Diego bar-by-the-sea in 1987, with my knocking knees and tremoring hands, I stared down that fear and broke through into wholly new infusions of energy, and thus, new territories in consciousness. It seems I am here on this threshold again.
The 3/3/21 Dream: Preparing for the Presentation with ET Being [Added notes in brackets]
I am preparing to be a presenter at a conference with the support of my friend, Peggy. I was aware that we had previously presented in the year before. We were very familiar with the process. I was invited back because I was knowledgeable in this niche sort of topic – meaning, the subject matter is not well known or visible yet.
Before the “main presenter” walked through the doors, he gets my inner attention and broadcasts an image in my mind’s eye of who he is. It was burned into my inner sight. He was communing to me that when he walked in, he would look quite different from this, but that I would know it was him. [I sketched his ET face the best I could, but since I am not a drawing-type of artist, I was thrilled when my fellow-experiencer and one of our new group hosts, Zuzanna Vee, offered to draw it for me. A most excellent capture, my friend. Thank you.]
Sure enough, in walked a crusty, wrinkly, elderly gentleman with a projector and stack of papers. He was a perfect blend of wisdom and quirk. After setting his presentation materials down, he stood up and turned to me. In a flash, he quickly transformed into the ET being in my mind’s eye again. And in this form, he was giving me “the nod” and began broadcasting what felt to be an infinite amount of data to me through his eyes and a slight upturn in the corner of his tiny mouth. [Even after I typed the gist of the dream out, more data kept pouring in throughout the day. When I would sit down to note it, I felt that infinite-data feeling again, like if I had time to just let it flow, I could write a whole series of books and I wouldn’t even scratch the surface. But there’s no time to write books now. We have to transmit data in a far more accelerated way. Humanity must willingly make the reach, break through the fear, and enter new landscapes in consciousness. We must rise to meet these living treasures of data in the field. And in meeting this, we meet more of them, and of course, more of ourselves.]
So the bold portion of what I wrote in the brackets above is an example of the bleed-through from the data download in the dream. If I type or speak, it wants to come through. I am adjusting to this.
End of Dream: There were further discussions about the integrated technologies designed to work with the presentation. I spent some time with my friend Peggy looking at star charts and drawing intricate geometric symbol-language. Peggy and I knew the language and what it conveyed. The dream sort of faded out as we were all preparing for the big presentation.
This bit came a few hours later, pressing for me to take notes:
I am shown that in the context of the dream, people think it’s going to be the usual type of presentation as it had been a year earlier. The ET / wise-old man and I were both in-the-know of many more layers of data flowing into mass consciousness now, available to the ones who can perceive it, or rather, the ones who become the vibration of the data that unlocks it. When he nodded at me as his ET-self, and it was a micro-nod at that, there was instant understanding of all of this. While pieces of this have come through the 2005-to-present messages, many more layers clicked into place here. I was aware that we were part of the same team but he could see far more of the spectrum than I. The Presenter didn’t choose to get as dense as I did and live a whole human life. And while we come from the same group of shapeshifter-traveler, from my view, he is not tied down to any particular reality or focus. However, from his view, I am just like him, and my “job” is to experience what humanity experiences. My lived experience provides equally valuable data to them.
Yeah. Okay. Breathe. I wrote this quickly and it’s hard to bring it to a close. So much more wants to come through. For me, I have a new threshold of fear to transcend. And the fear isn’t about “them.” It’s the fear of unconscious humans, and the collective fear of being annihilated for knowing and speaking our truth inside the smaller spectrum.
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