Dealing With Growing Freedom & Growing Separation From Team Dark Influences

The quoted material below is from Carlos Castaneda’s book, The Active Side of Infinity (1998). Carlos Castaneda “departed his definitive journey in 1998”. December 21, 1998, the Sun reached the exact halfway point within the overall Galactic Alignment process. It reached the center or midpoint of the entire Galactic equator space. Many Volunteers/Forerunners/Pathpavers were physically, biologically activated in 1998 and 1999. Carlos Castaneda’s birthday was December 25th. Some left their physical bodies at that time, certain others were physically activated at that important energetic point to more fully enter them. At the end of this long and incredibly important cosmic and galactic transit, our Sun is coming out the other side of having approached, conjuncted, crossed, passed over and is now exiting that conjunction to the entire Galactic equator space in 2017. All of this material is related of course and still ongoing. Anything in bold in the quoted material below was done by me to draw attention to it in relation to the evolutionary Ascension Process and Embodiment Process we’re living.

 

 

“…I did see some strange fleeting black shadow projected on the foliage of the trees. It was either a shadow going back and forth or various fleeting shadows moving side-to-side or straight up in the air. They looked like fat black fish to me, enormous fish. It was as if gigantic swordfish were flying in the air. I was engrossed in the sight. Then, finally, it scared me. It became too dark to see the foliage, yet I could still see the fleeting black shadows.

“What is it, don Juan?” I asked.

“[Long ago, the native sorcerer/shamans of Mexico] discovered that we have a companion for life,” he said, as clearly as he could. We have a predator that came from the depths of the cosmos, and took over the rule of our lives. Human beings are its prisoners. The predator is our lord and master. It has rendered us docile; helpless. If we want to protest, it suppresses our protest. If we want to act independently, it demands that we don’t do so.”

It was very dark around us, and that seemed to curtail any expression on my part. If it had been daylight, I would have laughed my head off. In the dark, I felt quite inhibited.

“It’s pitch black around us,” don Juan said, “but if you look out of the corner of your eye, you will still see fleeting shadows jumping all around you.”

He was right. I could still see them. Their movement made me dizzy. Don Juan turned on the light, and that seemed to dissipate everything. Don Juan said, “You have arrived, by your effort alone, to what the shamans of ancient Mexico called the topic of topics. I have been beating around the bush all this time, insinuating to you that something is holding us prisoner. Indeed we are held prisoner! This was an energetic fact for the sorcerers of ancient Mexico.”

Why has this predator taken over in the fashion that you’re describing, don Juan?” I asked. “There must be a logical explanation.”

“There is an explanation,” don Juan replied, “which is the simplest explanation in the world. They took over because we are food for them, and they squeeze us mercilessly because we are their sustenance. Just as we rear chickens in chicken coops, gallineros, the predators rear us in human coops, humaneros. Therefore, their food is always available to them.”

I felt that my head was shaking violently from side to side. I could not express my profound sense of unease and discontentment, but my body moved to bring it to the surface. I shook from head to toe without any volition on my part. I heard myself saying, “No, no, no, no. This is absurd, don Juan. What you’re saying is something monstrous. It simply can’t be true, for sorcerers, or for average men, or for anyone.”

“Why not?” don Juan asked calmly. “Why not? Because it infuriates you?”

“Yes, it infuriates me,” I retorted. “Those claims are monstrous!”

“Well,” he said, “you haven’t heard all the claims yet. Wait a bit longer and see how you feel. “I’m going to subject you to a blitz. That is, I’m going to subject your mind to tremendous onslaughts; and you cannot get up and leave because you’re caught. Not because I’m holding you prisoner, but because something in you will prevent you from leaving while another part of you is going to go truthfully berserk. So brace yourself!”

There was something in me which I felt was a ‘glutton for punishment’. He was right. I wouldn’t have left the house for the world; and yet I didn’t like one bit the inanities he was spouting. Don Juan said, “I want to appeal to your analytical mind. Think for a moment, and tell me how you would explain the contradiction between the intelligence of man the engineer, and the stupidity of his systems of beliefs; or the stupidity of his contradictory behavior. Sorcerers believe that the predators have given us our systems of beliefs; our ideas of good and evil; our social mores. The predators are the ones who set up our hopes and expectations, and dreams of success or failure. They have given us covetousness, greed, and cowardice. It is the predators who make us complacent, routinary, and egomaniacal.”

“But how can they do this, don Juan?” I asked, somehow angered further by what he was saying. “Do they whisper all that in our ears while we are asleep?”

“No, they don’t do it that way. That’s idiotic!” don Juan said, smiling. “They are infinitely more efficient and organized than that. “In order to keep us obedient, meek and weak, the predators engaged themselves in a stupendous maneuver- stupendous, of course, from the point of view of a fighting strategist; a horrendous maneuver from the point of view of those who suffer it. They gave us their mind! Do you hear me? The predators give us their mind which becomes our mind. The predators’ mind is baroque, contradictory, morose, and filled with the fear of being discovered any minute now.

“I know that even though you have never suffered hunger,” he went on, “you have food anxiety which is none other than the anxiety of the predator who fears that any moment now its maneuver is going to be uncovered, and its food is going to be denied. Through the mind, which after all is their mind, the predators inject into the lives of human beings whatever is convenient for them. The predators ensure in this manner a degree of security to act as a buffer against their fear.”

“It’s not that I can’t accept all this at face value, don Juan,” I said. “I could, but there’s something so odious about it that it actually repels me. It forces me to take a contradictory stand. “If it’s true that they eat us, how do they do it?”

Don Juan had a broad smile on his face. He was as pleased as punch. He explained that sorcerers see infant human beings as strange, luminous balls of energy covered from the top to the bottom with a glowing coat something like a plastic cover that is adjusted tightly over their cocoon of energy. He said that that glowing coat of awareness was what the predators consumed, and that when a human being reached adulthood, all that was left of that glowing coat of awareness was a narrow fringe that went from the ground to the top of the toes. That fringe permitted mankind to continue living, but only barely. As if I were in a dream, I heard don Juan explaining that, to his knowledge, man was the only species that had the glowing coat of awareness outside that luminous cocoon. Therefore, he became easy prey for an awareness of a different order; such as the heavy awareness of the predator.

He then made the most damaging statement he had made so far. He said that this narrow fringe of awareness was the epicenter of self-reflection where man was irremediably caught. By playing on our self-reflection, which is the only point of awareness left to us, the predators create flares of awareness that they proceed to consume in a ruthless, predatory fashion. They give us inane problems that force those flares of awareness to rise, and in this manner they keep us alive in order for them to be fed with the energetic flare of our pseudo-concerns. There must have been something in what don Juan was saying which was so devastating to me that at that point I actually got sick to my stomach.

After a moment’s pause long enough for me to recover, I asked don Juan, “But why is it that the sorcerers of ancient Mexico and all sorcerers today, although they see the predators, don’t do anything about it?”

“There’s nothing that you and I can do about it,” don Juan said in a grave, sad voice. “All we can do is discipline ourselves to the point where they will not touch us.

“How can you ask your fellow men to go through those rigors of discipline? They’ll laugh and make fun of you; and the more aggressive ones will beat the shit out of you… and not so much because they don’t believe it. Down in the depths of every human being, there is an ancestral, visceral knowledge about the predators’ existence.”

My analytical mind swung back and forth like a yo-yo. It left me and came back, and left me and came back again. Whatever don Juan was proposing was preposterous, incredible. At the same time, it was a most reasonable thing; so simple. It explained every kind of human contradiction I could think of. But how could one have taken all this seriously?

Don Juan was pushing me into the path of an avalanche that would take me down forever. I felt another wave of a threatening sensation. The wave didn’t stem from me, yet it was attached to me. Don Juan was doing something to me, mysteriously positive and terribly negative at the same time. I sensed it as an attempt to cut a thin film that seemed to be glued to me. His eyes were fixed on mine in an unblinking stare. He moved his eyes away, and began to talk without looking at me anymore.

“Whenever doubts plague you to a dangerous point,” he said, “do something pragmatic about it. Turn off the light. Pierce the darkness; find out what you can see.” He got up to turn off the lights. I stopped him. “No, no, don Juan,” I said, “don’t turn off the lights. I’m doing okay.”

What I felt then was a most unusual, for me, fear of the darkness. The mere thought of it made me pant. I definitely knew something viscerally, but I wouldn’t dare touch it, or bring it to the surface, not in a million years!

“You saw the fleeting shadows against the trees,” don Juan said, sitting back against his chair. “That’s pretty good. I’d like you to see them inside this room. You’re not seeing anything. You’re just merely catching fleeting images. You have enough energy for that.”

I feared that don Juan would get up anyway and turn off the lights, which he did. Two seconds later, I was screaming my head off. Not only did I catch a glimpse of those fleeting images, I heard them buzzing by my ears. Don Juan doubled up with laughter as he turned on the lights.

“What a temperamental fellow!” he said. “A total disbeliever on the one hand; and a total pragmatist on the other. You must arrange this internal fight, otherwise you’re going to swell up like a big toad and burst.”

Don Juan kept on pushing his barb deeper and deeper into me. “The sorcerers of ancient Mexico,” he said, “saw the predator. They called it the flyer because it leaps through the air. It is not a pretty sight. It is a big shadow, impenetrably dark, a black shadow that jumps through the air. Then, it lands flat on the ground.

“The sorcerers of ancient Mexico were quite ill at ease with the idea of when it made its appearance on Earth. They reasoned that man must have been a complete being at one point, with stupendous insights and feats of awareness that are mythological legends nowadays. And then everything seems to disappear, and we have now a sedated man.”

I wanted to get angry and call him a paranoiac, but somehow the righteousness that was usually just underneath the surface of my being wasn’t there. Something in me was beyond the point of asking myself my favorite question: What if all that he said is true? At the moment he was talking to me that night, in my heart of hearts, I felt that all of what he was saying was true, but at the same time and with equal force, I felt that all that he was saying was absurdity itself.

“What are you saying, don Juan?” I asked feebly. My throat was constricted. I could hardly breathe.

“What I’m saying is that what we have against us is not a simple predator. It is very smart and organized. It follows a methodical system to render us useless. Man, the magical being that he is destined to be, is no longer magical. He’s an average piece of meat. There are no more dreams for man but the dreams of an animal who is being raised to become a piece of meat: trite, conventional, imbecilic.”

Don Juan’s words were eliciting a strange, bodily reaction in me comparable to the sensation of nausea. It was as if I were going to get sick to my stomach again. But the nausea was coming from the bottom of my being, from the marrow of my bones. I convulsed involuntarily. Don Juan shook me by the shoulders forcefully. I felt my neck wobbling back and forth under the impact of his grip. The maneuver calmed me down at once. I felt more in control.

“This predator,” don Juan said, “which, of course, is an inorganic being, is not altogether invisible to us as other inorganic beings are. I think as children we do see it, but we decide it’s so horrific that we don’t want to think about it. Children, of course, could insist on focusing on the sight, but everybody else around them dissuades them from doing so. The only alternative left for mankind is discipline. Discipline is the only deterrent. But by discipline I don’t mean harsh routines. I don’t mean waking up every morning at five-thirty and throwing cold water on yourself until you’re blue. Sorcerers understand discipline as the capacity to face with serenity odds that are not included in our expectations. For sorcerers, discipline is an art; the art of facing infinity without flinching; not because they are strong and tough, but because they are filled with awe.”

“In what way would the sorcerers’ discipline be a deterrent to the flyers?” I asked.

Don Juan scrutinized my face as if to discover any signs of my disbelief. He said, “Sorcerers say that discipline makes the glowing coat of awareness unpalatable to the flyer. The result is that the predators become bewildered. An inedible glowing coat of awareness is not part of their cognition, I suppose. After being bewildered, they don’t have any recourse other than refraining from continuing their nefarious task. If the predators don’t eat our glowing coat of awareness for a while, it will keep on growing.

“Simplifying this matter to the extreme, I can say that sorcerers, by means of their discipline, push the predators away long enough to allow their glowing coat of awareness to grow beyond the level of the toes. Once it goes beyond the level of the toes, it grows back to its natural size. The sorcerers of ancient Mexico used to say that the glowing coat of awareness is like a tree. If it is not pruned, it grows to its natural size and volume. As awareness reaches levels higher than the toes, tremendous maneuvers of perception become a matter of course.

“The grand trick of those sorcerers of ancient times was to burden the flyers’ mind with discipline. Sorcerers found out that if they taxed the flyers’ mind with inner silence, the foreign installation would flee, and give any one of the practitioners involved in this maneuver the total certainty of the mind’s foreign origin. The [alien mind control of these creatures] comes back, I assure you, but not as strong; and a process begins in which the fleeing of the flyers’ mind becomes routine until one day it flees permanently.

“That’s the day when you have to rely on your own devices which are nearly zero. A sad day indeed! There’s no one to tell you what to do. There’s no mind of foreign origin to dictate the imbecilities you’re accustomed to. My teacher, the nagual Julian, used to warn all his disciples that this was the toughest day in a sorcerer’s life for the real mind that belongs to us. The sum total of our experience after a lifetime of domination has been rendered shy, insecure, and shifty. Personally, I would say that the real battle of sorcerers begins at that moment. The rest is merely preparation.”

I became genuinely agitated. I wanted to know more, and yet a strange feeling in me clamored for me to stop. It alluded to dark results and punishment, something like the wrath of God descending on me for tampering with something veiled by God himself. I made a supreme effort to allow my curiosity to win. I heard myself say, “What-what-what do you mean, by taxing the flyers’ mind?”

“Discipline taxes the foreign mind no end,” he replied. “So, through their discipline, sorcerers vanquish the foreign installation.”

I was overwhelmed by his statements. I believed that don Juan was either certifiably insane or that he was telling me something so awesome that it froze everything in me. I noticed, however how quickly I rallied my energy to deny everything he had said. After an instant of panic, I began to laugh, as if don Juan had told me a joke. I even heard myself saying, “Don Juan, don Juan, you’re incorrigible!”

Don Juan seemed to understand everything I was experiencing. He shook his head from side to side, and raised his eyes to the heavens in a gesture of mock despair. He said, “I am so incorrigible, that I am going to give the flyers’ mind which you carry inside you one more jolt. I am going to reveal to you one of the most extraordinary secrets of sorcery. I am going to describe to you a finding that took sorcerers thousands of years to verify and consolidate.”

He looked at me, smiled maliciously, and said, “The flyers’ mind flees forever when a sorcerer succeeds in grabbing on to the vibrating force that holds us together as a conglomerate of energy fields. If a sorcerer maintains that pressure long enough, the flyers’ mind flees in defeat. And that’s exactly what you are going to do; hold on to the energy that binds you together.”

I had the most inexplicable reaction I could have imagined. Something in me actually shook, as if it had received a jolt. I entered into a state of unwarranted fear, which I immediately associated with my religious background.

Don Juan looked at me from head to toe. “You are fearing the wrath of God, aren’t you?” he said. “Rest assured, that’s not your fear. It’s the flyers’ fear, because it knows that you will do exactly as I’m telling you.”

His words did not calm me at all. I felt worse. I was actually convulsing involuntarily, and I had no means to stop it.

“Don’t worry,” don Juan said calmly. “I know for a fact that those attacks wear off very quickly. The flyer’s mind has no concentration whatsoever.”

After a moment, everything stopped as don Juan had predicted. To say again that I was bewildered is a euphemism. This was the first time in my life ever, with don Juan or alone, that I didn’t know whether I was coming or going. I wanted to get out of the chair and walk around, but I was deathly afraid. I was filled with rational assertions, and at the same time I was filled with an infantile fear. I began to breathe deeply as a cold perspiration covered my entire body. I had somehow unleashed on myself a most godawful sight: black, fleeting shadows jumping all around me wherever I turned. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the arm of the stuffed chair.

“I don’t know which way to turn, don Juan,” I said.

“Tonight, you have really succeeded in getting me lost.” Don Juan said, “You’re being torn by an internal struggle. Down in the depths of you, you know that you are incapable of refusing the agreement that an indispensable part of you, your glowing coat of awareness, is going to serve as an incomprehensible source of nourishment to, naturally, incomprehensible entities.

“And another part of you will stand against this situation with all its might. The sorcerers’ revolution is that they refuse to honor agreements in which they did not participate. Nobody ever asked me if I would consent to being eaten by beings of A different kind of awareness. My parents just brought me into this world to be food, like themselves, and that’s the end of the story.”

Don Juan stood up from his chair and stretched his arms and legs. “We have been sitting here for hours. It’s time to go into the house. I’m going to eat. Do you want to eat with me?”

I declined. My stomach was in an uproar.

“I think you’d better go to sleep,” he said. “The blitz has devastated you.”

I didn’t need any further coaxing. I collapsed onto my bed, and fell asleep like the dead.

[When I arrived] home, as time went by, the idea of the flyers became one of the main fixations of my life. I got to the point where I felt that don Juan was absolutely right about them. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t discard his logic. The more I thought about it, and the more I talked to and observed myself, and my fellow men, the more intense the conviction that something was rendering us incapable of any activity or any interaction or any thought that didn’t have the self as its focal point…”

“…The next time I saw him, I instantly jumped to talk about the flyers. I said, “I have tried my best to be rational about this subject matter, but I can’t. There are moments when I fully agree with you about the predators.”

“Focus your attention on the fleeting shadows that you actually see,” don Juan said with a smile. I told don Juan that those fleeting shadows were going to be the end of my rational life. I saw them everywhere. Since I had left his house, I was incapable of going to sleep in the dark. To sleep with the lights on did not bother me at all. The moment I turned the lights off, however, everything around me began to jump. I never saw complete figures or shapes. All I saw were fleeting black shadows.

“The flyers’ mind has not left you,” don Juan said. “It has been seriously injured. It’s trying its best to rearrange its relationship with you. But something in you is severed forever. The flyer knows that. The real danger is that the flyers’ mind may win by getting you tired and forcing you to quit by playing the contradiction between what it says and what I say.

“You see, the flyers’ mind has no competitors. When it proposes something, it agrees with its own proposition, and it makes you believe that you’ve done something of worth. The flyers’ mind will say to you that whatever Juan Matus is telling you is pure nonsense, and then the same mind will agree with its own proposition, ‘Yes, of course, it is nonsense,’ you will say. That’s the way they overcome us.

“The flyers are an essential part of the universe, and they must be taken as what they really are; awesome, monstrous. They are the means by which the universe tests us. We are energetic probes created by the universe,” he continued as if he were oblivious to my presence, “and it’s because we are possessors of energy that has awareness that we are the means by which the universe becomes aware of itself.

“The flyers are the implacable challengers. They cannot be taken as anything else. If we succeed in doing that, the universe allows us to continue…”

Just because this book was published in 1998, doesn’t mean that’s when Castaneda had these experiences and interactions with with don Juan. They may have happened decades earlier, and if I weren’t so tired at the moment I’d check this more carefully. Point is, that many of the terms used in this information are decades old, some very ancient, so it may be helpful to replace some of them with terms we’re more familiar with in today’s Ascension Process (AP) and the Forerunners Embodiment Process (EP).

If you replace the term sorcerers with Forerunners, Volunteers, Starseeds, Blue Rays, Pathpavers, Lightworkers, Lightwarriors of the AP, this information makes more sense. If you replace the term flyers and predators with Archons, negative aliens, negative entities, demonic beings, parasites, Team Dark etc., then this information makes more sense.

If we think of the term discipline used here instead as Soul Contract(s) and/or Soul Missions etc., then some of this information makes more sense in what many of us have experienced with these and other inorganic Team Dark (TD) beings. If we translate sorcerers, through discipline, push the predators away long enough to regrown their glowing coat of awareness to, Forerunners living the AP and now EP long enough to gain and embody greater amounts of Divine Source Light and LOVE Energies, then this information makes more sense.

If we swap-out the terms taxed the flyers’ mind with inner silence, the foreign installation would flee, to intentionally energetically removing TD and their parasitic influences by deliberately and constantly dedicating oneself to one’s current evolution to “ascend” through and then beyond Duality Consciousness and reality, to Unity or HighHeart Consciousness and reality to be free of them and that lower frequency range of reality and consciousness.

If we understand that the alien mind control of these beings comes back, but not as strong, and a process begins in which the fleeing of the flyers’ mind becomes routine, until one day it flees permanently to, you Forerunner, you seeker and embodier of Source Light and LOVE struggling to evolve and ascend the lower levels, will repeatedly be attacked by TD to stop you, derail you, prevent you, or simply exhaust you from doing exactly that. Keep going, never look back, never stop because you are so very close now and soon you’ll be out of range of all of them permanently.

“The flyers’ mind flees forever when a sorcerer succeeds in grabbing on to the vibrating force that holds us together as a conglomerate of energy fields.” Change that terminology to something like, when a Forerunner accumulates enough higher frequency Light Energies in themselves and their physical bodies, they evolve beyond lower Duality and enter higher frequency Unity or HighHeart and begin becoming increasingly Sovereign individually, and TD simply cannot reach those higher levels. If a sorcerer maintains that pressure long enough, the flyers’ mind flees in defeat.” For Forerunners and Embodiers this means that once we’re able to maintain energetic Sovereignty individually and not “fall” back down into old lower levels of frequency, reality, consciousness and emotions etc., not let ourselves be manipulated by any negative TD being(s) or Portal Person human(s) and do this long enough, we successfully cutoff the food and fuel supply from ourselves to TD and they leave us alone; they flee in defeat.

The next thing I want to finally talk about, after going through this in very amplified ways constantly since 2014, is “the flyers’ mind is still with you, it’s been damaged but it’s trying it’s best to rearrange its relationship with you.” I’ve experienced this increasingly every year since 2014, and still am today and will be for a while longer I suspect. And, from what I’ve heard many of you fellow Forerunners say to me in emails and Comments is that you too are, in 2017, just about all… done… with… everything AP related. Believe me, I understand. However, yep there’s a however here, this is that powerful and important point within all of this, or any other Great Initiatic Process, where you’re so freaking exhausted from it all that you just want to lie down and sleep for as long as you can get away with. I remember reading one line in one of Castaneda’s books back in the mid-1970s that hit me like a ton of spiritual bricks because I knew it was true and profoundly important. It had to do with “being impeccable” constantly, no matter what you’re doing or not doing. You could be sitting on your butt staring at the ceiling, but you’d better be doing so as an impeccable being otherwise you’ll probably get knocked to the floor! Once an Initiate, always an Initiate in other words, and there’s no being lax, careless or unaware once you’ve reached a certain level of awareness and energy. And in this lifetime of Galactic Alignment and the AP and EP, many of us incarnated with this fully functioning from birth; others were Coded to have it re-activated at some point within our AP in this lifetime.

What am I really talking about here you may be wondering at this point? How many of you Forerunners have thought about and/or are currently dealing with what life and reality is going to be like once you’re actually free of TD? What are you going to do? What do you really want? What are you going to create? How many of you, especially the Elder Forerunners who’ve been at this most or all of their lives already, are currently exhausted yet bored out of your ever-loving skulls? How many of you are, like I’ve been, having to re-learn how to function and exist without all the TD bullshit negativity and endless interference, parasitism and manipulations? Said another way, some of us are and have been for a few years now having to incrementally learn how to, as don Juan put it, “The flyers are the implacable challengers. They cannot be taken as anything else. If we succeed in doing that, the universe allows us to continue…” Some of us are currently standing, make that teetering on the blissful and hard-earned threshold of the universe allowing us to continue, and we’re a bit dazzled by that fact, not to mention really tired and feeling like we’ve been isolated for far too long. Some of us are looking at the endless possibilities that lay before us, debating what we want to invest ourselves and our Sovereign energies in at this early stage of our and the Process. At the moment, I just want a nap and to come back to this thought after I’m more rested. How about you?

I can clearly see, feel and hear the growing chaos of the old lower patriarchal world below me, but I’m not directly (that’s a keyword there) affected by it at this point. I’ve gotten some altitude in other words as have most (but not all) of you reading this, but the old lower world is eating itself now in 2017 and the energetic pull is wild, frantic and determined to continue at all costs and it still tries to “rearrange its relationship with you”. Old habits die-hard for both sides but don’t stop doing what you always have because you’re so very close to being really free of it all finally. ❤

Denise

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Collapsing Old Timelines & Other Exciting Spiritual Multi-D Adventures

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It feels like months since I last wrote something at HighHeartLife, yet it’s only been a couple of weeks. Such are the current energies and changes! I knew I wouldn’t be writing much for a few days before and after the March 20, 2014 Equinox because I intended to take part in my way as usual, plus, I wanted to be as aware of these profound Shift changes happening at this time as I possibly could. Because so much has been, is, and will continue unfolding due to this Shift, this article will probably sound like it’s jumping wildly from topic to topic, but please know that each is intimately connected with the others and that this Process is still happening to and through each of us.

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We’ve known about many past 3D timelines collapsing due to the Ascension Process and Evolutionary Shift (and Separation of Worlds) into the NEW. Many of us Volunteers have worked multidimensionally in-body and out-of-body alongside other Team Light Beings to tweak some of them and/or intentionally collapse certain timelines altogether during these Ascension years. This has simply been another of our many multidimensional tasks, jobs and missions during these lives of Service during this compressed cosmic evolution.

What’s always been interesting to me about these sorts of things is that my perspective of them and in them is different depending upon which aspect of “me” is involved at the time; which dimension it’s happening in; which timeline(s) is being intentionally altered or permanently collapsed etc. Oftentimes I’m doing this type of multidimensional work with other-dimensional Beings that are not incarnate on physical Earth as you and I are now. For whatever their personal reasons, they’ve chosen to not send an aspect of Themselves to incarnate in 3D. Obviously others do. My point is that in some cases “I” clearly perceive these other-dimensional events, jobs, missions etc. from different aspects of my Self, and as is always the case, it’s the why of this that’s important.

We all can know something intellectually and even know about it fairly extensively, however, all that flies right out the window the moment we find our self/selves directly living it. The entire situation changes dramatically; the importance, texture, flavor, meanings, overall impact and larger scope of it all changes for us individually because we’re now IN it living it directly in some NEW way(s), as opposed to being outside of it intellectualizing over tiny aspects of it. This is a perspective “Shift” is all, but boy is that enough to do the “job”.  😉

One of many profoundly important and absolutely wonderful NEW aspects of our current Evolutionary Ascension Shift Process is that everyone will–sooner or later–slowly become increasingly conscious of the fact that they are multidimensional beings existing within multiple dimensions and timelines simultaneously. Said another way, your, my, our consciousness, our conscious concepts and beliefs about our “selves” individually is evolving into a far larger and much more complex state of affairs and “reality”. In past articles I’ve called this NEW level of perception and consciousness Spherical Consciousness or HighHeart Consciousness or Quantum Consciousness. Colorful terms for us and our consciousness evolving, but, we should celebrate every little Stair-step increase we make back into growing conscious “Unity” with our Greater SELF and Selves and Higher Awareness in and outside of “time” in multiple dimensions, galaxies, universes…

In the late AM hours this morning (March 23rd) I had an interesting “dream”. In it I was younger by nearly thirty years. My son was also in this “dream”, but as the child he was long ago. In this “dream” we were living in a house he and I never actually lived in physically. Suddenly in this “dream” some male stranger burst into our house all winded and frantic and informed me that I and my son had about twenty minutes to grab whatever possessions we really wanted or needed to take with us because, ‘the enemy was coming and he wasn’t going to let them takeover our homes, property, possessions, neighborhoods, towns etc. to use for themselves.’

In this “dream” this stranger and what he was telling me made perfect sense, even though I wasn’t too pleased about having to suddenly and unexpectedly relinquish my home and possessions and then have it all blown up so ‘the enemy’ couldn’t use any of it for themselves. In this “dream”, I and my young son (not from this timeline but another) quickly grabbed clothing, shoes, money, paperwork etc. and dashed to my car and drove off leaving the male stranger with the job, the mission, the Service work of blowing up my house and remaining possessions mere minutes before ‘the enemy’ arrived on the scene to take over and use, parasite off everything that was left. End of “dream”.

I woke up and knew it was about another timeline being deliberately collapsed and dead-ended by Team Light to prevent Team Dark (‘the enemy’) from being able to parasite off any aspect of humanity’s old pre-Ascension 3D reality. I’ve done this same type of other-dimensional (Separation of Worlds) timeline Lightwork many times myself over the years with certain nonphysical Beings to intentionally close certain timelines to prevent the parasitic Negativity from coming in using and feeding off humanity and human creations and realities in those timelines. In this “dream” however, this role was carried out by the male stranger and I was a participant, observer and recorder of that particular event in that timeline. It all depends upon which timeline, reality, dimension(s) you/you/You/YOU are in as to which job and role you/you/You/YOU are doing at that time. Welcome to the beginning stages of becoming increasingly conscious of your multidimensional Selves existing and busy at work in Spherical space-time consciousness.

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Here comes one of those seeming unrelated topic changes that’s not unrelated at all.

So, me and a bunch of Angels were in this bar…

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No, no, not really, I just had to say that for the ridiculously funny image it created in my, and now your head! No, there’s a bunch of Angels overhead alright, but no bars.

So, Angels… lots n’ lots n’ lots of glorious, Light-radiating Light Angels directly and unusually close overhead constantly now. As I mentioned in another article a month ago or so I’ve got a NEW Crew, as do most of us now, and for many this NEW Crew is Angelic instead of our old beloved Starbeings/ETs friends and co-workers. Stair-steps for All everywhere.

I cannot adequately express how having a small flock of enormous encircled, higher dimensional Light Angels constantly overhead perceiving me and my every move, thought and emotion changes one and one’s outlook on pretty much everything! My HighHeart can barely contain the tremendous gratitude I feel for these Angelic Lightbeings, and what’s even more heartmind-blowing is that they feel the same for me and for you.

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It’s glorious, it’s a radiating chunk of HOME that’s now only a few feet above the top of my head constantly and It/They are with me in all ways helping me, guiding me, celebrating me, celebrating you, celebrating what we’ve individually and jointly accomplished so far. I certainly cannot adequately express these Angelic Lightbeings endless Love, their profound respect for us, their tremendous pride over us and what we’ve done, their radiating joy, and their amazing focused intent on assisting each one of us now that we’ve made it to this phase of the Ascension Process. They couldn’t do much until we arrived at this point, but now that we have, They are ecstatic (in that special, glowing way that Angelic’s get excited  😉 ) to finally be able to directly help each of us in every way imaginable, and more than that even! It really is quite remarkable and beautiful beyond words.

Except for these words that is… that, after all the Team Dark misery, pain, battles, attacks, fights for our very lives and sanity etc., I’m more than ready to be in the company of Angelic Lightbeings for a good long while!

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Here comes another of those seemingly unrelated topic changes.

This morning (March 26th) I read a mass email notification from Lauren Gorgo about her latest article. Because I’m not a member at her new website, I’ve only read the free partial version of her latest article, ‘Coming Down from the Cross: mass renewal’ that everyone received from Lauren if they too are signed up to receive email notifications from her. I just wanted to clarify this if I now repeat something that Lauren Gorgo may have said in her full article that I haven’t seen.

In Lauren’s free emailed partial article she said a few things that I was really glad to hear someone else say. Many times in past articles here–more so at TRANSITIONS–I’ve only hinted at certain things without going into a lot of detail over them mainly because it wasn’t time for a lot of details from me personally. That plus at certain times it’s been my job to only hold up the lit lamp and point out The Way without many complex, intellectual details at all. Other times however I was supposed to share as many details as I could, while other times I was just way too sick, exhausted, and had far too much brain scrambled “brain fog” to adequately write about much of anything!

I’ve also used the term Macrocosm / Microcosm to express how what’s naturally unfolding, evolving and changing us and the Milky Way galaxy, the higher dimensions, the Divine cosmos and all Its lifeforms everywhere, are the same things happening inside me and my bodies, heart, mind, awareness and being, and yours too of course. The Ascension Process is unfolding at those vast, incomprehensible Macrocosm levels, AND they’re unfolding in and through many of us individually on the Microcosm, Microcosmic levels too. In other words, you and me as these individual “selves” in this timeline are the living physical Microcosm manifestations of what’s transpiring throughout the Macrocomic levels. There is no actual “separation”, only vast, stunning, and profoundly complex “Unity”; wildly beyond our current level of understanding type “Unity”. Just know that you, individually, are an incomprehensibly important aspect/aspects in the grand cosmic system! The Angels know this and it’s time now for you and me to know it too and live and create from that NEW level of knowing.

Also, let me again mention the important upcoming April 2014, 5th of 7 Cardinal Grand Square or “Cross” happening at 13°. Remember Team Dark (pretending to be the good, holy guys) brainwashing humanity about the number 13 (among many other things) and that 13 was “unlucky”, “dangerous”, “evil” etc. and to be avoided at all costs? As usual, anytime Team Dark told humanity that something was “bad” or “evil” or “dangerous” etc., they did so because it was actually the total opposite of what they claimed! Team Dark has done everything to continually herd humans and human consciousness AWAY from all normal evolutionary routes out of their negativity and control!

I am so freaking bored out of my mind and heart with all things Team Dark. Please Angels, guide me, guide us all out of the small remaining Darkness, wounds, traumas and pain accumulated from our travels through the long Dark Ages. Let me heal it, release it, let me not give an emotional shit about any of the horrors they’ve caused me and others across space-time. Let me energetically neutralize, release and “ascend” beyond it and live in higher Neutrality frequency as an integrated NEW being. (Some of us are deep in this now and purging more past Dark Ages wounds and anger over those extensive “wounds” done to human and animal and elemental and earth kind. Enter Ophiuchus, the 13th zodiacal sign and “wound healer”.)

What was I saying? Oh yeah, 13, Divine 13 which is the degree that the 5th (see five-pointed Pentagram images below — physical human, resurrected human, ascension embodiment process etc.) of 7 Cardinal Square/Cross happening in April 2014.

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In the old patriarchal Team Dark world they wanted humanity to remain forever trapped within the system of 12, “crucified” on an artificial, inorganic Cross of Matter, and never discover the natural evolutionary ascension energetic route that 13 represents and is. Twelve tribes, twelve apostles, twelve zodiac signs etc., but, add the all-important Christ Energies to 12 and now you’re within the frequency range of 13 (“Christed”) which naturally exists at a higher Neutral, Unified level beyond the lower frequency range of Duality as represented by the old patriarchal distortions of the system of 12. But, but, but, none of that old crap matters anymore really so let us move right along with the NEW that’s presented to humanity at this time in the number 13, among other things.

This evolutionary “Shift” into what 13 represents and is most likely is why Lisa Renee recently talked about Ophiuchus (Unification/Wound Healing’the 13th zodiacal sign in her March 2014 article ‘Magnum Opus’ being introduced back into energetic play within humans and human consciousness and reality now via our entrance into the NEW Evolutionary Cycle and blueprints.

And as Lauren Gorgo and others have mentioned, this 5th of 7 Cardinal Grand Square “Cross” in April 2014 is happening right during Easter — Palm Sunday, Good Friday, Easter Sunday, Sun entering Taurus, tax day, earth day…  😉   I however especially enjoyed what Lauren said about her perceiving more about the April astrological Cardinal “Cross” in connection with her clairvoyant visions of seeing Christ coming down off the Cross. Macrocosm / Microcosm business again.

Plus I have to say how funny, how humorous, how correct and Divine in every freakin’ way it feels to be living and witnessing humans, humanity starting to individually live what Team Dark worked so long and hard to prevent! The 5th of 7 Cardinal Squares, “Crosses”, will be unfolding throughout some old distorted religious beliefs about resurrection and Christ etc. We’ve done the forty days in the desert business and who knows what else already but now we’re doing the resurrection business. Remember someone saying something to the effect of, ‘as I have done you shall do and greater’ … or something close to that. 🙂

❤ Thank you Lauren Gorgo for sharing about your visions seeing Christ coming down from the Cross as it makes tons of sense for humanity now. I have Pisces ASC and have worked to UN-crucify myself from the artificial Cross of Matter throughout this lifetime so these are very important times for All indeed.

❤ And Thank you Lisa Renee for reminding us all that it’s time to reincorporate Ophiuchus, the 13th zodiacal sign energies into the NEW human consciousness and reality. Here’s to our personal and collective “resurrection” into 13 and Christ Consciousness and so, so much more.

Denise

March 27, 2014

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