My human evolution is integrating more of the energetic frequencies so that consciousness is not just a mind knowing, but an atomic tangibility. This is possible because energy at its core existence is consciousness. Thus, energy, which sustains the universe and everything in it is a shared consciousness, and any form created can experience this awareness in all of his/her energetic parts.

I have always been sensitive to energy, which equals a sensitivity to consciousness. As my days unfold, I make more contact with those in the universe through our energetic atomic connection. My human lifetime recognizes our long standing relationship in terms of eons. This is a single reference point in human history, as well as my own personal human history, where we are current in memory association.

This blog is a recording of some of those I have interacted with so far and the exchanges we have made. Again, it is important to recognize that as I talk about these meetings, that it is not just a connection from human to alien, but from a part of my Thothian self with another part of my Thothian self. I establish, when I first connect with each group, a sense of their vibrational signature tone and flavor, then, as I now do since May when making the energetic/consciousness connection of humanity as my own self, I also search for my own tone signature within their frequency. This creates a channel where I get to know them for their group identity, as well as, the collective conscious relationship we share.

Lemurians

The Lemurians are the first ones I will introduce you to because they hold a specific geographical connection, and are therefore, the foundational group that is facilitating further integration of this consciousness evolution.

Before I moved to the Austin Texas area I lived in Maryland. I befriended a couple Lemurians there who were observing humans. We had several exchanges when I daily past them on my walks. They resembled the high elves of LOTR. I called them the “Tall Ones” before I realized they were the Lemurians. My sense of them is that they live in several time spaces. What we call the past is still present for them. They were projecting their conscious attention to future states of Earth to experience how humanity and Earth has developed and evolved. They incorporate that information in their now time frame.

When we were moving here in the summer of 2017 they told me to look for other Lemurians. Upon arrival, I thought, at first, I would find another sacred spot where I would meet some, but that did not seem to happen. They sent a message to look deeper, to find their signature. So I sat out on my patio and meditated and discovered their frequency was in the land. For days I marveled at this and enjoyed this larger resonance in nature. It seemed to me that their influence in the land had a direct correlation with the artistic, liberal, creative nature of this area as opposed to other traditional, conservative parts of Texas. This was confirmed in other exchanges a couple of weeks ago.

The Lemurians told me that long ago, in my time, before I was the Greek Goddess Athena, I headed an expedition that created the Mayan ley lines that traveled up through Mexico and into this area. My name was Mu-Ra (pronounced Moora). [Side Note: The name literally translates as Lemurian, from Ra-Mu or Lemuria. The name signifies a creator of, or one of those who established, Lemuria.] Along with the ley lines, we established a vortex of energy here, first, to hold the level of vibration that would allow us to comfortably reside here for a while, but it was also to establish a neural connection reference point between other ley lines. This resonation currently influences Austin’s trademark personality, attracting those of similar open, receptive, high vibrational, energetic, creative types.

When our meeting was over I researched on my computer any confirmation of this information. Of course, I was told I would learn more from them than Google, but were patient that I still took this route to verify knowledge. What I discovered through the few resource links I had with the key word search of “Lemuria and Texas” was that indeed their was a group of Lemurians who passed through this place. Lemurians have existed in different phases with Earth, integrating more into the physical dimension with each phase. Around the third phase of Lemurians was around the time of the Greek Gods, but in the first phase, Lemurians traveled to this area and archeologists are finding fossils in the rivers north of Austin that seem to verify this data.

Furthermore, I also learned that about forty-five minutes south of Austin there is a vortex placed called Enchanted Rock. Enchanted Rock is a state park that centers around three pink granite dome hills. The largest one in the center is called Enchanted Rock. The Tonkawa Indians, indigenous to this area, call it the Glowing, Singing Rock. This is because around sunset, as the pink rock is starting to cool, for a few moments, a bluish aura glow can be witnessed emanating around the rock. As the evening progresses and the granite, quartz, beryl matrix continues to cool, the rock emits a tone that resembles whale sounds. According to the Tonkawa stories, great spirits created ley lines up from Mexico into this area and established Enchanted Rock as an energy site. (It is a triangle ley line reference point between the Sedona vortex sites and the Arkansas crystal caves.) It is said two of these great spirits still exist at the site blessing the visitors. One is experienced by visitors in the crystal cave of one of the two smaller domes, and the other is said to rise out the top of Enchanted Rock, the largest center dome, to those meditating at the summit. Large curious boulders that resemble megalith stones are also located around the park.

I have not traveled to Enchanted Rock yet to connect with these spirits or Lemurians. The place is often closed due to over capacity. However, since I have a personal connection to its creation, I plan to see who of the expedition still resides there and possibly learn even more about Mu-Ra. Besides this opportunity, my land link with the Lemurian energy creates a conscious grounding rod to springboard into further conscious relations with others.

Arcturians

I first met the Arcturians in a deep dream eighteen years ago in 2000. In 2011, I began interacting with them more often utilizing an energetic healing system that carried their frequency under a different name. In 2013, this frequency elevated, bringing with it another group. Recently they explained to me that their energy is harnessed on Earth, specifically, at different energetic tones. As one raises their frequency, one is able to tap into the Arcturian’s higher vibrations that resonate more of their whole signature. At these other specific tones, the attuned often confuses the Arcturian guide’s name for the group name itself. This is of no concern since each attunement with their frequency benefits humans, and with increased vibrational interaction the misunderstanding corrects itself.

In a meditation two weeks ago most of the groups I will share with you in this blog appeared and gave me a gift. With the Lemurians it was the ancestral bond that links us across Earth time and space and creates a localized channel for universal work. The Arcturians bestowed upon me their experience which spans across the universe. All of those listed in The Record Keeper, an energetic book detailing my own signature which has embedded within the knowledge and signatures of several other groups, are all known to the Arcturians. In this analogy, they are my record keeper. By merging with Arcturian consciousness, I have access to the whole Arcturian species life experience which also includes interactions with many species throughout ages and galaxies.

The Arcturians are very loving, very wise, very consciously advanced, unified in their connection with Source. When I recognize my own signature in their vibration I resonate an illuminated crystalline lavender matrix which chimes in pure tones. This isn’t just a vision, I experience my atoms increase to match it, highlighting the Arcturian signature within me.

Pleiadians

I was introduced to the Pleiadians through enthusiasts back when I first began studying metaphysics. At that time I had no real interest in pursuing “aliens” and especially the Pleiadians whose specific involvement and advice for humans, according to these enthusiasts, didn’t seem to fit my cup of tea. I have heard of their name often over the years through many circles as they are one of the common benevolent alien groups helping humanity. It was inevitable, then, when tuning into the collective conscious of this universe I would connect with them.

As I became more receptive to their conscious frequency, absorbing their presence and perspective, I remarked how different they were from my upbringing knowledge of them. They are very kind, still, purposeful beings. Every action to which they commit has meaning, direction. My interaction with them in the initial contact two weeks ago was very brief. It was more of a taste to update me about them and to express friendship.

Their gift was one of sight. The significance of this gift is not relative to physical or even intuitive sight, but atomic sight. That is, learning to see the communication and signatures stored and transmitted atomically with this localized form - body, human, and Earth/Milky Way Galaxy influence. Other groups I made contact with in meditation upgraded other elemental senses, plus related other opportunities atomic communication affords. I will expound on those gifts under that specific group section.

I have communicated with the Pleiadians since our reunion, and last week one came into my dreams. I had been tuning into the Lemurians, Arcturians, and Pleiadians in between brief moments of wakefulness as I tossed in bed through the night. In the dream I was lying in bed with my husband, as I was doing, and a Pleiadian walked into the bedroom from the bedroom doorway. My back was to “her” (I intone a female gender because she had a female voice), but I saw her reflection against the glass of a boudoir against the side wall. (Note: there is no piece of furniture there in this reality, but in the dream it facilitated a way to see her.)

The Pleiadian placed her hands around my head to investigate something. I felt no sensation other than that her skin was cool. I noticed she had long fingers, and her skin was of a grayish-teal-lavender tone. Her skin was hairless; she was tall, and she had an unusual shaped head. Though, I should mention her image kept shifting in and out of phase, as if my sight or her form would not completely resign itself to a definite shape.

I expressed to her that I was glad she was there. She merely said, “Yes,” and kept concentrating on her purpose.

She gently released my head after a few moments and began scanning down my spine with her hands. When she reached my lower back at my pelvis, she stopped and furrowed her brow. She asked me, “Is it tender here?” I responded affirmatively. She gently supported my lower back for a moment of comfort and then lifted her hands.

“Okay,” she said straightening up. “ We are going to need to make a few tweaks with you in order for you to achieve the potential you are moving into.”

“Okay,” I consented, and she left back out the doorway.

The dream ended. When I woke in the morning I wondered whether I had been too human in the interaction and this is one reason why the dream ended so suddenly. I felt a hand wrap around mine and a message of friendship was communicated. I smiled and let my previous thought go.

Two days ago I was designing some jewelry when, as the day went on, I felt my head getting overstimulated. I thought perhaps I spent too much time focusing my eyes on tiny details, so I shut down my project in the late afternoon for the day. As evening came on, my crown chakra felt like it was blasted open. I wrapped my hands around my crown to help alleviate the ache. By bedtime, the crown was easing up, but now my brow chakra was blasted open (more than it normally is). I did not feel good. I wrapped my hands around my forehead trying to get my third eye to close to ease the pain. I took an aspirin and went to bed.

As I lied in bed I began having kundalini reactions, only instead of the energy shooting up from my lower back, it was shooting down from my head. I couldn’t explain to my husband, John, what was going on, because as the energy zapped down my spine, the circumference of the energetic ball became smaller and started moving into my throat chakra, inhibiting me from speaking. All through the night the energy made its way down from one chakra into the next. Dream after dream I kept seeing sacred geometric and mandala symbols. When the energy by dawn finally made its way to my base chakra, I dreamt the Pleiadians placing some soft light blue chalcedony crystals in my lower back chakra to help with the assimilation. The energy resonated there for a while until finally energetic bolts sparked down my legs to begin the last phase to send the rest of the energy out of my feet. When I woke to get out of bed, the session was complete.

Since then I have been encouraged to drink lots of water. I am unsure how many of these sessions I will have. As of yet, I have not noticed a difference, or made the connection, in the “tweak” so far given.


Essassani

My first experience with the Essassani was, again, back when I first started metaphysics and I was having a lot of psychic awakenings and encounters. I did not know it was the Essassani at the time until they told me a couple of weeks ago. However, seventeen or eighteen years previously, three child height size entities of golden hue form were walking around my house taking note of my environment. When I invited conversation with them, they were not interested. They explained they were only there to gather information about my life to report it back to their group. I felt no ill will and gave consent for their mission. At one point I shared with a psychic friend about my visitors, who by now had been surveying my home for about four days. My friend became excited and said they were the Arcturians and invited them over to her house. The gold auric beings agreed and left. They also chose not to interact with her, but gather more data for their report. After about a week she told me to take them back, they were unnerving her with their disengagement. I extended the invitation, they accepted, although had said they had all the information they really needed. They returned to my house for about twenty-four hours, thanked me for my hospitality, and then that evening, while I was watching them leave, phased out of vision.

I next heard of the Essassani from my Thothian brother, M7, who had made contact with them. In his blog he referred to a name, well associated with the Essassani, who I had heard of before, named Bashar. I once came across a You Tube video years earlier that at one point I inserted on this website as an inspirational message. I cannot find the original video now, but this is a link to a variation of it. This includes the visual I saw but now with a shorter channeling of Bashar from Darryl Anka, with the now addition of a clipped channeling of Abraham from Esther Hicks.

Most of the information I learned about the Essassani has been via the Galactic Heritage Cards created by Lyssa Royal Holt with illustrations by David Cow. The Essassani are an advanced hybrid race of the Zeta Retucli (human nickname: The Greys) and Human. When the Zetas were experiencing the crisis extinction of their species they extracted DNA from our species and mixed it with theirs to insure their future survival. The Essassani were the result.

My experience of the Essassani is not so commanding as channeled by others. While fundamentally my experience of their highly evolved advanced consciousness and reality is the same, I experience more of a soft child-like purity and delight projection from them. I always sense a group of three on their planet that come forward. They enjoy when I connect up with them by feeling my own signature in the Essassani vibration rather than translating them via the human vibrational process. This method plants an incongruent idea in the mind, they say. In essence, that is what has made it challenging writing about them to you because my introduction to them was through the latter method, so it was necessary to relate that, but my relationship with them is through the former. That is their gift, connecting in this pure conscious unadulterated exchange. By doing so, it increases in human consciousness, and my own personality, what they most love and are grateful for from their lineage with us, the innocence of humanity, our playfulness and curiosity.

Emerald People

For some of those groups who came forward in my meditation, not all had given a name. That is the case for those I will call the Emerald People. Two came forward. They were humanoid, male and female, and both had wavy shaggy wheat blond hair that fell just past their shoulders. They seemed like the priesthood or emissaries, officials of their planet. I saw an emerald green crystalline planet. They were dressed in long robes of the same color, standing in a room entirely made of emerald.

Their gift to me was a large emerald crystal, greater than the size of my hand. When I focused on the significance of the stone, I realized it to be a communicator and knowledge compendium of their species. What they drew my attention to specifically, that they were earnest to convey, is that they are relatives of humans, having once lived on Earth. They expressed that some of them had the opportunity to leave this Earth and go with our galactic brothers when they were leaving the planet, and heartedly agreed. This specific group colonized the Emerald planet and have lived and evolved there as a species since Earth ancient times. They added their humanness is not as humans are considered now, but more as the form of the earlier creations of man, referencing the time of the Earth-Lyrans, aka the Pleiadians. (Earth-Lyrans, according to Lyssa Royal Holt is when Lyrans lived here but had trouble adapting to Earth’s atmosphere and so took some DNA from primitive man and incorporated it within themselves to live more comfortably. When they left and settled in the Pleiadian system, they had two genetic lines, one pure Lyran DNA and one Earth-Lyran DNA. Reference: Galactic Heritage Cards companion book)

Not much is mentioned in human history of their kind, which is why the Emerald People wished to impart the emerald. They acknowledge Earth as their first home and have watched our planet from afar. The most notable reference of their presence and technology in our history is the manifestation of the Emerald Tablets. The tablets are made from the material of their homeworld and what is encoded within them are far more worthy than the script on them. The significance here to understand is that their whole planet which is made up of this emerald crystal is a communication compendium device and this resource, when tapped into, can impart vast amounts of knowledge and universal power to the recipient if he knows how to access the emerald. Which, as I am beginning to understand, is an atomic vibrational acknowledgement, not unlike represented in the movie Mission to Mars (2000). Therefore, the information on the tablets, essentially, are teaching one how to access the information inside by calibrating one’s atoms to resonate at a specific frequency to emit the universal password. The script itself is not the treasure, or at least, not the only treasure.

Water People

The image above is an approximation of the vision of the Water People, minus the jewelry. They are another group whom I wasn’t given a name. I first energetically saw them on a page of the Record Keeper when I was flipping through the section of species that appeared in the book whose signatures were encoded in my own. I saw two of them, one male and one female. In my introduction with them in meditation a couple of weeks ago, they once again appeared, one male and one female. They expressed this was to share the vision of the form of their people.

Their gift was to teach me how to better use the water of my form. When I swim, this is when they come in most strongly. As I swim underwater the pool changes to the water of their planet. I see the two who have appeared before, along with others, even younger children. Their water is a murky green, rich with seaweed. Their water is also of a different composition than ours, lighter, less salty, with an extra component to it, like a sweet air pearl, that is unknown to me, though it seems to be an extra nutrient and stabilizer for their bodies. My swimming is really like a baby to them. They communicate that for having a form and planet that is mostly water, it is amazing how foreign living in water is to me. They don’t know how to comprehend that our species ever decided to align ourselves as a clunky land person when that is truly not our orientation.

They teach me to stop paying attention to the air I am holding in my lungs. Instead reach out and notice how the water in my body is reacting to the pool water. These bodies of water are two parallel currents that know how to flow with one another. As I am doing as they instructed, I also tune more into my vibration with their species and experience the ease with which their bodies move in their own water. Before I know it, the burning in my chest of deprived oxygen disappears, my cadence picks up, and I am gliding smoother in the pool toward the opposite end. I come up for air and I am back on planet Earth. I take a deep breath, dive back under, and I am in the waters of the Water People again, except that I am swimming more shallowly than they do.

As I have evolved from learning my sensitivity to energy is a sensitivity to consciousness, and that then equals an atomic awareness of my shared experience with creation, or in other words, a physical experience of higher conscious universal existence, I am learning to not only become more fluid in my own form, but to alter my form to become more fluid with its environment.

Sirians

In my meditation, the Sirians, or a Sirian, was the first to come forward. My immediate connection and gift from him was our kinship. I not only recognized our atomic resonation, but the Sirian signature also came strongly forward in a sense of my identity, like an underlying energy tone I have always known as an identity marker of myself, but hadn’t realized the specificity of its origins. Or to understand this in a slightly different way, the Sirian signature has been such a strong atomic resonation in this form, that I have recognized its tone as a prominent frequency in my space locale even before my sensitivities increased to pinpoint and recognize each conscious channel or energetic frequency for what it is.

Back in the days when I lived in Dubai, United Arab Emirates (UAE), between 2010-2013, I lived those years like a monk. I meditated for hours every day, working with energy and stilling the mind. One of my energetic practices was to merge the frequencies of the healing practices I was initiated in. This was my first involvement in sensing the tones of one thing within another and then feeling them unite as one signature. Like the Arcturians who were the unknown benefactors of one healing linking system, the Sirians, I now realize, were the same of another. This one devoted to a cosmic vibration and group. At the time, as they do now, the Sirians visualize themselves to me as the above image, glowing brightly lit forms with the expanse of space behind them.

When I decided to invest in this cosmic healing system, symbols rose in visions, and my energy increased causing electricity sensations to spark throughout my body, before I even began preparing for the classes. It was no surprise, then, when I studied the material that the same symbols were reflected on the page. In fact, one particular symbol I had such an immediate atomic connection with that I was instantly attuned to the first two of the five levels of attunement. This was a week before I actually received the attunements from the Founder of the system.

My point in drawing your attention to this experience is to relay that because this Sirian tone was already prominently known within my system, albeit subconsciously, it was my focus upon it that caused it to become active. In essence, this is the reason for this blog, website, and continual energy work. By consistently giving our attention specifically to these unique energetic tones within our DNA, all of it becomes activated. We, then, can exchange and communicate in ways always available to us, but for which has been lying dormant, awaiting our evolution.

So you could say, the reason the Sirians were the first to come forward is because they were teaching me that this atomic communication paves the way for all the rest to be explored and befriended in our DNA and out in the universe. That also, through this communication, we learn, like I have with the Water People, and other groups I am about to introduce you to, new ways to communicate and use our atoms not heretofore imagined. And, finally, that this also gives you a taste of what is encoded within the emerald given to me by the Emerald People, and why these specific groups were the first to be recognized within my atoms.

Selenite World

Now, it pleases me to introduce you to those of the Selenite World. My experience with them, as with the next group, is quite unique. When they came forward in meditation, I did not see anyone, only their world. Like the image above, selenite columns of protruding heights surrounded my vision and could be felt as a resounding weight outside of that space. I stood in a throne room, of sorts, but all that filled the room, besides the selenite crystals, was the sound of different chimed tones emanating from different locations at the front of the room. Pure lilting notes were being communicated for which the selenite themselves seem to resonate.

I stood still halfway in the room tuning into any presence and the chimes themselves. I looked for my vibration within the columns of that world and found it. As I stayed connected to my vibration here, the chimes began translating as messages in my mind. Like the Pleiadians who gave me the gift of increased atomic sight, those of the Selenite world gave me the gift of increased atomic sound.

Energy is consciousness. Energy is also an audio wave. Frequency equals tone. Therefore, our DNA is a communication device. We already know from The Constitution of Man how our energy influences, exchanges, and communicates with the space around us. This interchange of information is a pattern of tonal transmissions. By interacting with those who work purely in this format it heightens one’s atoms to organize and deliver thoughts likewise.

Over the course of the past week I kept receiving messages through different mediums that I needed to pay attention to the power of sound. At first, I did not make the connection to this gift. It wasn’t until three days later when I came across an Angel Oracle deck created by artist Bryan Lahr that I understood it was those of the Selenite world trying to communicate with me. As I studied the angel cards, the fluttering of wings were heard. As I paid closer attention, I realized the flutterings were not random, but as if the angel was using different movement of his/her wings to emit a specific intonation which communicated his/her thoughts. This is when I realized those of the Selenite world were of an angelic race, existing on a parallel dimension, but can communicate through atomic sound to exchange with those living in an atomic vibrational field.

What is the difference between clairaudience and atomic sound, you might ask? Clairaudience already creates the ability to intuitively hear those in the subtle realms, be they angels, guides, saints, those deceased, God, etc. What would atomic sound give one that one doesn’t already have through clairaudience? Intrinsically, it wouldn’t be a still silent voice in your head with a unique personality and speaking style behind it that you might only be able to access when in meditation. This would be a physical integrative experience between your world and theirs.

We tend to keep separate in our minds the invisible reality from the visible reality. Atomic sound, this biological technological tool, among others, bridges that gap. It is all an evolution of sound communication. As we personally continue to evolve and enlighten, we tune our atoms to pick up on higher and more subtle frequencies. This translates the invisible more into the physical atomic dimension from one grade to another, i.e., specifically, physical hearing to intuitive hearing (or clairaudience), to atomic sound. As the other dimensions become more tangible, or of form, to us, we become, simultaneously, more formless to move easily in their world. Imagine the implications of that real time relationship.

Update: As I was introducing you to the next group, I was referring to points made in this section and was thinking of a smoother reference than to say “those of the Selenite World.” I remembered in my meditation I joked with them and said, “I should call you the Selenetians (sell-a-knee-shins).” They did not prefer that, affirming they had their own name. When this came to me just now, I chuckled at the name again, Selenetians. They asked me, if I would like to know their name? I responded affirmatively and they spoke, “Enochians.” That name was familiar to me, having come across it in occult texts. I did a quick search on Google, to see if there was validity to what I heard and why that name was familiar, and the results revealed articles regarding the Enochian Angels. The text below will now refer to those of the Selenite World as the Enochian Angels.

Insectoid Race

As my meditation deepened and I was picking up on, and translating, more subtle frequencies, this allowed for further contact with those who communicated in more foreign ways. After the connection with the Enochian Angels of the Selenite world, I communicated with an insectoid race. I received no visuals, sound, or thought from them. Instead, I felt as if my whole body was enveloped by their presence and my atoms were being massaged to manipulate and exchange thought through touch. When I tried to use my mind or intuition, they redirected me to originate and express through this sensation only. Atomically, I experienced them as a weight or depth in my being. All information could be exchanged through tactile emission. Imagine using the atoms at the pores of your skin to formulate and express, “Hello. I am Amie. What is your name?”

Psychometry, or psychic touch, is the ability to pick up on another’s life by touching an object with which one has come into contact. As I have expressed in other blogs, I don’t have to touch an object to experience this, our auras merely have to cross the same space and I am aware of another. Like the Enochian Angels who elevated my sense of hearing, this insectoid race elevated my sense of touch.

Notice the image below. The chemical structure of a molecule is a hexagon. This hexagon symbol represents the embedded atomic consciousness of a molecule. I placed this as the image of my Quantum Leap blog in May. At that time, I wrote that there was more to this symbol that I would share in a later blog. Now is that time.

In my vision, which was one of those very deep meditations in Dubai, I saw this transportation device that looked like this symbol. In each of the corners sat a person in meditation, their Merkabah fully lit and spinning creating the corner shapes. The individual centered in the middle of the entire cube was the power generator for that group. He or she influenced the direction of that cube. Together this geometric symbol was the Merkabah for the collective. In all energetic ways they were connected to one another as attributed by the lines. Atomically, they existed as one unit, with the one in the center generating the largest power for the group. In this vision, I existed in the center of one of these cubes, and one cube after another was stacked upon the other connected by the atomic resonation sent out by each cube that synced them together. This, then, linked the power generators in the center who became one unit, moving all the cubes as one large Merkabah.

The reason I share this information here is because an insectoid race exists via a hive mind. And like this geometric symbol, they connect through an atomic conscious reverberation that aligns them as one expression. They are individuals, yes, but who communicate and live as a collective conscious experience. When I connect with them, it is not through telepathy or mind exchange, but through an atomic alignment that I experience as a sense of depth or weight in my atoms, but for which, when I surrender to communicate in this manner, everything is given and received simultaneously. It is a completely vulnerable and empowering relationship all at the same time. The insectoid race communicates and exchanges in a type of actual physical impression of their geometric atomic consciousness touching another geometric atomic consciousness.

Update: I have been writing this blog for over a week because there are so many details to convey. After writing about the insectoid race last night, who I didn’t see in my introduction with them, and when I tried to translate what I was sensing through touch into images, it hovered on the edge of blooming into view, I dreamt about them. One face filled my sight to reinforce a visual of their form: a locust.

When I acknowledged it was them, they confirmed their form, and the dream would remain for a few minutes longer and end. This repeated itself again and again throughout the night, implanting into my subconscious the face of the insectoid race whom I recognize in my atoms. At one point in my dreams I went to the Selenite world. The columns seemed to be glowing a light blue and I saw three glossy black figures standing at certain intervals across the dais. I thought, ‘Is this the Enochians?’ But I wasn’t certain, so I thought, ‘Is this the Insectoid Race?’ Immediately I felt a ‘No,” and the locust face reappeared for me to acknowledge the visual for who they were. When I affirmed this, they agreed, and then I was back at the throne room again on the Selenite world and the three glossy black individuals. Again, this was another reinforcement to share when I woke that the insectoid race whom I conversed with appear as locust forms.

“Cairns” Universe Hybrid Race

The Sirian, who was facilitating the introductions, told me there was one more group that wanted to come in, but for which I needed to recalibrate my frequency a bit to align with theirs. I consented and began redialing my vibration like turning the knob on the radio to pick up different stations. In just a couple points of a degree another race came forward. This realignment felt tinny in some way, like a metallic reverberation was felt.

The group greeted me and introduced themselves as the Cairns. They explained that they are a hybrid race from the far reaches of space of this universe and one next to us. They can transport to this other universe through the black hole existing at their galactic coordinates. In their history, a race appeared from the black hole and befriended their solar system. Through alliance they created offspring who could exist in both universes, at least to a certain degree. When the Cairns travel to the next one they inhabit the system right around the black hole. Going too far into each of the universes puts too much of a strain on their form, and so while they can exist in both places, it must be within certain light years of the black hole. The gifts they developed, though, from the other universe affords them the ability to play with the atomic nature in this one to communicate throughout the cosmos using dark matter.

I told them I was experiencing a metallic reverberation using this transmission frequency, and they affirmed my assessment. They sent me the picture of the old metal can telephone call where two people are talking and listening through a metal tin can with a string pulled taught between them to carry the sound. They encouraged that how I communicated with the locust group, bypassing mind construction, is how I can better interact with them. However, instead of atomically touching form with form, it was atomically touching this form with the form, or matter, of the universe. In other words, remodulating matter to use its atomic energetic conscious matrix to formulate and translate pure consciousness.

As I had with all the other groups, I took a moment to find my signature in their species matrix to move deeper into knowing them and knowing them as myself. This vibratory link expounded on what they had just encouraged, because I found I wasn’t simply vibrating from here to there, but rather I was extending my identity along the substance of the cosmos to them. This is because their form is partly due to dark matter, as if they penetrate their identity through the cosmic atoms to relate to any coordinate. Therefore, when I experience them, I experience them in all the ways they existed to reach me.

This encompassing of dark matter and them felt spongy and organic. The experience the Cairns also distinguish about this universe over the other one they call home. They say some prefer this universe, others prefer the other one, and some are happy to travel back and forth. When I asked them what the other universe was like they said gravity was different, the spectrum of light responded differently, and that the people were mostly like us but with obvious genetic predisposition to the nature of their universe. In comparison this universe feels thicker, like a water realm is to an air realm.

We didn’t stay connected for very long. The main reason for contact, other than for them to meet their neighbors in this quadrant of space, was to teach me to learn to develop my atomic consciousness along these lines. They are happy to communicate and help me with my fluency in this regards.

This concludes all those I met in my meditation, but this blog would not be complete without informing you of one more group.

Orion

Because we are talking of atomic consciousness, we must then also talk about the Orions. Some of the earliest past life beginnings I remember taking place in Egypt, and one specifically on Orion. I once read that in the midst of space one only has their own consciousness to ground them, to be their point of gravity. My time under this influence certainly integrated that for me. That has been Orion’s gift. With the previous groups, all of these have been about harnessing atomic consciousness to interact with them, and to learn to become more fluent in a variety of atomic ways. With the Orions influence, this is about utilizing my atoms to experience the fulfillment of all my lifetimes into this present one.

In another section of this website I write Indigo Stories. I have contemplated for a while about also including the powerful stories of my past lives. Whether you wish to debate they are my stories or part of the collective conscious I am pulling from, matters not. The point is these lives shape and empower who I am today. No life dies with the passing of a body, and eons later (or even before) a person on one planet can be influenced by what you purpose for yours now. At this time, I shall give you a brief recording of some them and explain why they are so important to speak about in this blog.

Orion Lifetime (a future story titled A Tortured Mind)

One’s consciousness equalling a seat of one’s gravity was never so important than in this lifetime. At this point in Orion’s history, psychic warfare was a way to control the masses. If you resisted, you felt a searing pain in your mind as if they could cut into your consciousness. I always found a way to adapt and relieve the pain, which only caused them to up the torture factor. Many advised me to stop resisting, the pain would only get stronger, but I kept going deeper to a point of myself that they could not touch. By centering myself there, I showed them this opening and so they would target that area. Sometimes it would take me a little time to adapt to the pain. I would try to live with it, but when I couldn’t stand it any longer, I found my resiliency and centered in my consciousness to a point of identity they had not reached. The Orion authoritarians could not understand how I kept moving past their psychic nets into an untouched unmapped sector of consciousness. I did not wish to give them these free zones, but knew they would follow my path there. Still, every day, I grew encouraged that I would always find a place of relief, even as they sliced into me again. My hope was the sound of a voice not belonging to Orion that promised me everything would someday be okay and all this would pass.

Egyptian Lifetime (a future story The Isis Priestess & The Eye of Horus)

As a little girl I always had the gift of sight. Everyone knew when I reached of age I would enter the temple and train to become a priestess. My whole life seemed purposed for this position. When I entered the priesthood I was very much a devotee. The closer I got to the High Priestess Mother, the more I discovered the corruption within, determined to remove her from power to gain the seat for themselves. Soon she was arrested and placed in prison. She was innocent of her crimes, but the evidence was planted against her. Because I had the gift of sight the other younger priestesses came to me for the wisdom of the truth. Those now in power were suspicious of me. In my trials, which meant being sealed in a water tomb in deep trance for three days on a vision quest to seek a gift of approval from the Crocodile God Sobek to become a full fledged priestess, the Isis Mothers took it upon them to kill the initiates through suffocation not in favor of their ways. Many of my friends had died, a sign from the Mothers that either they had not received approval from Sobek and so were not worthy to be a priestess, or they had not performed their meditations properly.

When I was sealed in the tomb, I had my doubts about whether I would live, but knew my whole existence was for this purpose, and so I would not be afraid. The floor of the tomb on which I lay opened up underneath me and I was dumped into waters of the Nile which flowed underneath the temple. I swam my way toward the river. I realized as I left the temple that it was not a vision meeting with Sobek but an actual interaction with the crocodiles I was to have. I knew I couldn’t go back empty handed because only with a gift could you pass the trails.

So as not to give away the whole story, I will tell you I swam into the lair of the crocodiles and felt around on the soot floor between the bones and roots to feel something smooth and shiny and grabbed it and got out before I was eaten. I made it back to my tomb and hovered there until the floor began to close and moved my way in being sealed shut. Now it was a matter of waiting until they lifted off the stone lid.

The Mothers expected me to be dead. Instead, in my hand I had a golden mirror. The most sacred talisman which symbolized the Eye of Horus. They did not know how I came to have it in my possession, but this high honor meant I not only became a priestess but a High Priestess and Advisor on the council. Over the years my opposition to their ways, plus the growing fame of my wisdom as the Seer of the Eye forced their hand to get rid of me. I was accused of theft, and when that did not work, murder. I was bound and taken out to the middle of the desert by soldiers. My wrists were slit and as I lay bleeding out, I asked the Sun God Ra, what was the purpose of my life if it had come to this? I was shown one last vision - the Mothers would be discovered for their treachery and the temple would fall under a healthier rule under the Eye of Horus.

Egyptian Lifetime (The Atlantean Grid of Egypt)

I don’t remember my name in this lifetime, but I was one of the controllers of the energy grid of an Egyptian city. Harnessing the Atlantean knowledge of the powers of the Earth, what some might refer to in this day and age as Reiki, I was responsible for the distribution of energy to power every vehicle, aircraft, device, and light throughout the city.

African Lifetime (Doctorate: The Human Atlantean Grid)

My name is Carmel and I am studying about the work of one Atlantean scientist who powered the grids of Egypt harnessing the powers of Earth. It is my theory that this power cannot only be found in the core of this planet, but in our own anatomy. It is my life’s work to prove our own atoms, based on the Atlantean knowledge, could also power an entire city.

England Lifetime (Earth Healer)

My name is Rachel. I have always had the gift to heal, but this does not sit well with the Church. I live on the outskirts of the village with my older sister. I am an herbalist and love walking the riverbank in the morning to interact with the Earth. When those of the village are sick they seek me out. My remedies cure the people, but when that is not enough I lay my hands on their body and the illness vanishes. I wash my hands in the ash of the hearth to cleanse my contact with the unhealthy energy and never catch the infectious disease myself.

After fear and dissension by the church, I was told if I should heal another person I would be arrested and beheaded. The devil’s work would not be allowed in their God fearing town. But you see a small child became sick and I could not let that child die. I came in the middle of the night to the desperate parents’ home. I healed the child and by breakfast was taken into custody. Before my trial I was allowed to go home briefly for a couple of hours to settle my affairs. It was there in the quiet stone cottage a vision came to me. The importance of this life was but one stepping stone in the course of my life on Earth. I saw past lives and future lives come together. All that I was meant to accomplish in this one had already been achieved.

I went to my trial completely at peace. I prayed for my sister’s well being who would live after me. I prayed for those who had been healed by my assistance that they would not come to any persecution. I did not like walking up to the gallows, but I knew it was natural to be queasy. I wasn’t afraid of death or what came next, but the frenzy and the actual placing my head in the mechanism took a master’s maturity to consent.

The Present

These lives among others come forward as a strength to my own personality. Carmel of Africa asks me to carry on her work. Rachel reminds me that she saw this life, which she knows is her own continuing forward. The voice who promised to the Orion woman that her pain would cease, came when I woke to a life with no experience of that hardship.

All of these lives, species, quadrants, and communication tap into atomic consciousness, the sentience in the energetic vibrations that formulate matter and creation. A consciousness that is the greater expanse of our own that connects us all. By elevating our orientation and operation to this platform, we experience infinity in a finite life. We are able to live a life richer in its capacity and ability. A simultaneous participation of an inward and outward, vertical and horizontal, dimensional life.