Eliza: On the Solstice Ceremony



Eliza: The Solstice Ceremony

The ceremony began at 9:00 a.m. Greenwich Mean Time. That translates to 1 a.m. Pacific Standard Time, in which I currently reside. I was quite aware of both the presence of my family and the participation of my Higher Self, Lady Tazjima, in these festivities.  My transcription is just a portion of what occurred, from the perspective of my Higher Self and that of my own earth-bound consciousness, what I was able to perceive and experience through this process of acting as a scribe for the participants so that some might have a small remembrance of this magnificent occasion and momentous event in the development of their Souls.  I encourage others who had glimpses, visions, dreams or conscious awareness of the celebration to share their impressions, and by so doing, expand the appreciation for their own abilities and expansion of consciousness that we are now most blessedly experiencing on the earth plane as the planet and we, ourselves, move up in frequency.

Thus is one of the effects of becoming aware of one’s multidimensionality. It is much like being aware that you are dreaming. You can be three places at once, looking on, participating in and being aware of your physical body at some level. To be comfortable with this expansion of awareness takes some practice, but for some it feels quite natural for it is their natural state of beingness when not incarnated within a physical body upon this Earth plane.

As stated and described in Lord Rananda’s post from last August (posted on this blog) the ceremony itself was / is taking place upon the great Pleiadian Mother Ship, The White Winds. The Master of Ceremony is the Lord of the Pleiades, Lord and Archangel Adrigon VaCoupe. The genius behind organizing the ceremony was / is Lady Claudine, Goddess of Change. The celebrants, participating in the ceremony were / are Lords Sananda Kumara (aka Yeshua), Sanat Kumara, Rananda (aka Lord Kuthumi) and my Higher Self, Lady Tazjima Amariah Kumara VaCoupe (aka St. Elizabeth, St. Clare).

On one half of the vast, high ceilinged auditorium was / is seated a dazzling array of luminaries, from Lord Ginger Gia (aka Lord Krishna), Lady Isis, Lord Michael, Lady Faith, Lord Raphael and Mother Mary, many other archangels and their twin flames and mates, including Lord Zadkiel and Holy Lady Amethyst. All the Eagles of Archangel Michael are stationed around the edges of the auditorium, maintaining vigilance and upholding a temporary force field to amplify and uplift the frequencies of the celebration. Lady Venus and other members of the Kumara clan represented the hierarchy of Venus. Ben Diaz, Lord Ashtar, Commander of the Ashtar Command and Lord of Ashtar (the planet) was in attendance, along with his family, mate and Twin Flame. Lady Quan Yin, Lady of the Earth, Planetary Logos, is also present, as are current and past members of the Karmic Board and the Hierarchy of the Council of Light and members of the Brotherhoods and Sisterhoods of Light. The many ascended Masters, Chohans and manu of several evolutionary cycles are present as well. Many commanders and crew from the ships of the Galactic Federation fleet, their families (the ones who could travel here to The White Winds) were also in attendance. Many representatives and dignitaries from other star systems involved in the Command were also present.

Those attending the celebration far outnumbered the array of graduates, some less than 100 starseed volunteers who were about to undertake a major initiation on the path of their Soul development, ascension from 5D to 7D. All of these beings were among the original volunteers who went forth to assist in the evolution of humanity upon the planet called variously Earth or Terra, which is ensouled by the great Being called Gaia. All of these starseeds had graduated from the Earth School before in a prior evolutionary period, long before the Fall of Man and the planet into the lower densities. They were inspired by the work of Sanat Kumara and the Serpents of Wisdom, who had long ago (some 18 million years ago) descended to the planet to assist the infancy of humanity towards the goal of becoming a fully conscious, galactic civilization. Needless to say, there were a few bumps in the road and the task and length of service was extended far beyond the expectations of many of the volunteers and their long-suffering families at Home.


Now was the time to begin processing a portion of these volunteers through a well-earned ascension and return to the higher dimensions more suited for their lifestreams, re-blending and re-tuning to the higher frequencies and reopening to the presence of their families and friends, on worlds and in lives that could only be imagined, dreamt of and yearned for while incarnated and serving within the cycle of reincarnation.

In the turning of one age to another, in this period from Pisces to Aquarius, comes an opportunity for mass ascension. This can only be done by those who have served selflessly through many lifetimes, who have endeavored to return consciously to a connection with the divine spark that lives within all beings of natural origin. There is also an opportunity for the planet as a whole to ascend, which is occurring now, which opens the opportunity for souls of higher vibration to incarnate upon the planet there to experience physical life. Before, it was a huge challenge to be present upon the earth and those who came and volunteered willingly, have suffered greatly, often unacknowledged and sometimes ridiculed and attacked for being different. They were different, being the soul aspects of Lighted Beings, all Masters and Ladies. Naturally, where they went so went the higher frequencies of their multidimensionality, sometimes consciously, sometimes unconsciously… ever seeking that illusive connection with God, with Source, with the Creator… and with the Flame of Christ Consciousness that dwells ever within the heart of each individual touched by creation.

And so, we come to the ceremony itself. Each graduate is introduced, their lineage declared, and a few of their accomplishments shared. The first graduate to be presented is the lovely, petite Lady Trillia Gia, Daughter of Lord Gia, mate to Jon deAir, son of the Lord of Sirius. With her bright white blonde hair glistening in the light, she steps delicately upon the stage and stands before the great Lords and Lady to receive their blessings. In front of this crowd of thousands of light beings, some in person, some present in spirit, she receives accolades for her long service, including her most recent service in presenting the concept of the Pillars of Resurrection and the Resurrection Angels, who along with Lord Michael and his legions can be utilized to clear up areas of the astral field of the planet affected by battles and miscreations of man.  Lady Trillia has been sponsored at length by Lady Claudine and Lady Isis and has trained in the etheric Retreats of Lord Zadkiel and Lady Amethyst, as well as the Canadian retreat of Lord Michael and Lady Faith. Trillia also was an early participant in the walk-in / walk-out program, training with Lady Nina and other daughters of some of the Masters and Ladies present at this ceremony.

The second graduate is Lady AmuTreya, the mate of my Venusian brother, AmanTreya. I watch my brother’s eyes light with pride as he sees his beloved mate light upon the stage to receive her blessings and accolades.


I will leave the celebration for the other participants up to the reader’s imagination. Perhaps you know of one who is undergoing this magnificent initiation. Perhaps you are one of the participants. Only your heart can tell you for sure.

And this is how the ceremony proceeded… first there was prayer offered by the reigning Shekinah, the high priestess of the great Shemont Temple located in Medina, in the Pleiades. The priestess was / is the diminutive, red-haired Lady Nina, mate to Lord Adrigon, and originally one of Lady Trillia’s companions during her early days of conscious training on the Path of Ascension in the 1980’s and ‘90’s. Yes, Lady Nina was, Herself, an early conscious volunteer for the walk-out process that Rananda, myself, Trillia and now many others are experiencing. Lady Nina is the living representative of the energies of the Divine Mother and highly regarded in the Multiverse.

The prayer offered, then a blessing is received from the great Cosmic Lords of Light who oversee this Universe and its evolutions, the Lords Metatron, Melchizedek and the Mahatma. Blessings of light and love are received within the heart flames of each of the graduates, as their bodies prepare to hold the higher frequencies of the 7th dimension to which they are all about to ascend.

Then, as described above, each graduate is presented to the attentive audience, many of whom are family, friends, mentors and teachers of those who are ascending. I watch the faces of the graduates, some of whom who were not aware of their connections from Home, as they begin to recognize those who they had believed long lost to them, those of whom they had forgotten, those with whom they have unconsciously and sometimes most painfully longed to be reunited. Suddenly the weariness of the long years spent upon the earth plane are washed away by glad tears and soaring spirits as the true meaning of Home dawns upon their astonished countenances. It is a wonderful thing to witness and an honor to be present at such a moment.

As each graduate is presented and given a present appropriate to their status on their home isle (planet) or star system, you can sense the atmosphere of the huge room rising in frequency. All present are being lifted up by the joy and wonderment of those receiving recognition for a job well done.


As a group the graduates are then blessed by the Lord Melchizedek and declared members of the Order of Melchizedek now and forever. Tiaras appear for the ladies and neck chains with golden metals appear for the males signifying their new status as Lords and Ladies of Light. Each graduate is then arrayed in a new body of light uplifting and magnifying their new Presence as a Light Being.

As the ceremony progresses, delicate streams of music stir the hearts and minds of the participants. Angels and devas can be glimpsed by those whose eyes are not dazzled by the spectacle occurring before their eyes. And the scent of sweet roses and violets and other more exotic flowers can be sensed in the delicate breezes that waft across the faces of those sitting and participating through the ceremony.

In closing, there are many remarks given in congratulation for the new graduates and expressions of encouragement for those attending who are from the First Wave, but who are not yet ready to undergo their own ascensions. And encouragement to those members of the Second and Third Wave, who still have much work ahead of them in order to bring light and love into true balance upon the face of the planet for all life and all aspects of being therein.

As the ceremony closes, there is an air of jubilation and celebration from both graduates and those who have witnessed this momentous occasion. And now… after a suitable period of rest, refreshment and preparation, the celebratory dance and ball will begin.

As Lady Tazjima, I fully intend to dance with my brother, Lord Sananda, as well as many others of the handsome lords present AND my dear, loving mate, Lord AnDra.

It is a joy to be part of such a glorious company of interstellar and cosmic beings… whose beautiful faces reflect the light and love of true divinity and graciousness.

Many blessings to all in attendance. May your most profound wishes come true in the dawning of the New Year and new age for planet Earth.

Namaste. I bow to the divinity within your heart flame and to your true nature as a Son and Daughter of the Most High.

I AM Lady Tazjima, Sister of Light

Note to Reader: This celebration is taking place in the ever present Now moment, so even if you come upon this article some months after it took place, you can still be present in the now moment as you are a multidimensional being who is free from the constraints of time and space when beyond the auric field of the planet, Earth.  Future ascension ceremonies will take place during the shift from one Sign to another (e.g., Aries to Pisces, Leo to Virgo) on the cusp and in alignment with some significant planetary event or festival (Equinox, New Moon, Full Moon, etc.).  We will be seeing you there someday soon?

©All Rights Reserved, Elizabeth Ayres Escher, www.bluedragonjournal.com. Permission is NOT granted to alter this article from its original written format.





Eliza: A Turning Point


Tatoosh Ridge by Andrei Pernutter

Eliza:  A Turning Point

Winter Solstice has arrived in some parts of the world already, even as I begin to write this piece. It is the shortest day of the year in the northern latitudes and the longest in the south. The solstice marks one of the four corners or sections of the year’s passage, and this one is nearly done.

The Solstice also marks the end of a passage for myself, being some two months post my ascension ceremony, or that of my Higher Self, Lady Tazjima. During the ceremony, she was initiated into the Seventh Dimension, becoming a Lady of Light, an honorary title meaning “beloved teacher”.

These past two months have marked a period of intense and at times painful transformation and transmutation for me. I will not prevaricate… I have been under tremendous strain at times and extremely peaceful in other rare moments.

Shortly after my ascension ceremony took place, I guess I was exhibiting understandable doubts about my “worthiness” to ascend. One morning, as I woke up, I was presented with several names of well-known personages from history. I was told that these were previous incarnations of myself. If you, the reader, have already read my articles regarding these individuals, you can, perhaps, begin to understand the tremendous tumult that would result as a consequence of receiving this information.

For one, all the incarnations save one were male. The female one, Clare of Assisi, was claimed by the Catholic Church as one of its “saints”. She certainly was a devout person but cared nothing for the ways of the church of her time. She was devoted to living in strict obedience to what teachings of Jesus that still could be found in the Bible, a highly edited and manipulated volume said to be the “Word of God.” The church wasn’t founded on the doctrines of that humble Rabbi, but on the foundations of an old, degenerate empire of Rome, based in worldly power and wealth. Francis and Clare were accepted, reluctantly, by the Church, only through the vision and sentiment of a Pope, who remembered his own innocence, long since lost in the struggle for power within the Church.

The next incarnation was even more controversial. My cousin, Rananda Kumara, spoke in a message posted on this blog, just how the Christed ones who incarnated here to assist humanity to come into enlightenment, were almost universally subjected to ridicule, torture, abuse and defamed even beyond the passage called death. Richard III, was one such as this, his memory and legacy decried and himself accused of the worst of crimes, the murder of both a loved brother and two nephews. It has only been in more recent times that some people, perhaps reincarnated followers of Richard, have been brave enough to come forward and shine a light on that greatly misunderstood man, his life and times.


One of my friends has told me that I have chosen to be a brainiac male in a few of my lifetimes. The next masculine incarnation was that of Dr. John Dee. He was a true Renaissance man and embraced life-long learning. Yet, even today he is called a black magician and secretive figure, much reviled by those who do not understand his search for the deeper mysteries of creation.

Some questions are not meant to be answered during one’s lifetime. And some ambitions are not meant to be attained. The next masculine incarnation was that of the Marquis de LaFayette, Gilbert de Motier. Although acclaimed as a “hero of two worlds”, there is also much controversy about the worth of his efforts to free France from its centuries-old control by the aristocracy and the Church. He was a warrior and lived through at least three revolutions and much tumult during his long life.

As if that was not enough, I next chose to incarnate as an indigenous native of the North American continent, one of a race whose territories were swiftly being overrun by European invaders and either displaced or killed as impediments to a brazen grab for land and resources.

During this lifetime, I have spent many years living in or near the land of the Ninmiipoo, the Nez Perce, whose people were a part of the Columbian Basin tribes. This area of land covered a vast area, stretching from the now continental divide westward towards the Cascades Mountains of Washington and south to the Wallowas of Northeastern Oregon. It was a harsh, unforgiving land, but the sturdy Nez Perce were completely at home with its rhythms and in tune with its secrets, living a life of plenty and wealth… that is, until the infringement of the white settlers, miners, ranchers and lumbermen began. As I have traveled through many of the same lands through which the still free Nez Perce once roamed freely, I can feel the pain, both of the land and of its mostly forgotten original settlers.  Even today, I feel the sadness of Joseph as he looks upon his once homeland and remembers. The land has been ill-used. The people survive, greatly wounded and angry, but have begun the long road towards healing as a people.

Eagle Cap from Zumwalt Prairie

The last masculine lifetime came just before this present one. I died of wounds taken during a bombing flight over Germany. I was British and in my early 30’s. I do not remember any other name save that of “Richard.”

So… knowing all of that, I watched some documentaries relating to these lifetimes. Through the years, I had already learned much of all of these time periods, being inexplicably attracted to them for some unknown reason so was acquainted at least superficially with all of these lifetimes. What astonished me the most was just how divisive the opinions over these individuals was still today, so great the influence and reputations of these men, whether fair or foul, in the eyes of their fellows and succeeding generations.

Ever the curious one, attempting to understand, I questioned my mentors as to why all of the masculine lifetimes and received a simple answer, “For balance.” Apparently, it is the desire of the Soul to experience both sides of polarity while in embodiment on this plane of existence. I certainly took that teaching to the max, being a warrior in several lifetimes, as well as a highly talented man of learning in an age when humanity was just stepping out of the regressive influences of church-sponsored superstition and prejudice and into the bright morning light of the Renaissance.

Upon these and other similar revelations came unexpected waves of emotion and intense thoughts of self-hatred and loathing. I have struggled through at least three or four of these attacks and have sought relative isolation from others while home as a result so I could work quietly through this process of reintegration and release. As a consequence of these experiences I have learned that I have a highly refined sense of balance between male and female, somewhat of a novelty in these days of extreme sexuality. What passes for love here frankly repulses me. It is not love, but lust. I am rediscovering “love” through connection with understanding friends and feeling the presence of my starry family. These tenuous connections soothe my weary heart and give me enough strength to press on through my process of intense transmutation and transformation.

Only this afternoon, I was contacted by a constant reader who has become a friend. A highly sensitive, well-balanced individual herself, this lady was guided to connect with me as she could sense that I was deeply sad and feeling somewhat disturbed. In truth, I was struggling with the remnants of the latest attack and just beginning to emerge from the shadow when I saw her greeting to me. Bathing in her beautiful energies was exactly what I needed to move back into alignment and up in frequency once more so that I could write these words to you, my readers. A true friend is one who blesses you through their mere presence, who asks nothing of you, yet within that connection there exists a profound exchange of energies that words cannot succeed in describing. In short, I was healed by that short interchange. My silent prayers were answered, as were hers.

Portrait of a Sun Flower

Today, is the Ascension Ceremony of just under 100 Starseed volunteers from the First Wave, those who long ago descended from the Sixth Dimension into the Fifth, in order to re-enter the cycle of incarnation. These volunteers were already Christed Beings, who ascended during the PREVIOUS evolutionary period, which would have been well before the Fall and the series of floods that covered the planet-wide civilization and plunged the world into darkness. Out of our profound love for humanity and the beautiful planet, Gaia, we volunteered to come back and act as agents of light, to lead humanity back towards freedom, abundance and enlightenment. The journey has been a strenuous one, a darkened path made more difficult by the Sons of Belial, who sought to keep the world under THEIR control and to keep the multitudes under their thumb, through the misuse of power and might.

Yet, the time for some of these volunteers has arrived to graduate and return back to the realms of Light from which they descended so long ago. I have already ascended, last October 23rd, during the Festival of Light. This Solstice marks a turning point for the First Wave Starseed Volunteers, who will begin a similar process as the one through which I have been journeying these past few months, of re-blending with Higher Self and re-tuning to the higher dimensions.

I will be totally frank with you, my readers that this path has been a difficult one for me, simply because I also chose to make the transition more swiftly than most. With a deep sigh, I can confess to being a tad bit of an optimist when it comes to my abilities and capacity to transform overnight from caterpillar to butterfly, from earthly woman to starry Lady of Light.

I am merely one of the soul aspects of a now Lady of Light, but also in charge of gathering up for the same Lady many soul fragments from those very same incarnations of males who suffered great loss, frustration and ill-treatment during their own lifetimes. So I have experienced in an awful short time some of the emotional impact of the mere knowledge of those lifetimes and their effect even today on individuals. In short, I have never been one to choose the easy or straight path.

I have been gently reminded by friends and members of my starry family that I have served humanity by expressing my humanity through courage, steadfastness, an unquenchable thirst for knowledge and understanding, a desire that all humanity live in freedom, abundance and love, and that the elemental kingdoms also receive their due and respect. It is with a wounded heart that I leave this world, even bit by tiny bit, for I have fallen under Her spell and hope with all my heart’s love to see her waters, air, ground, plants and animals healed and freed from the tyranny of misguided men.


I still retain body consciousness here, although I’ve been told that over 99% of the “me” formerly known as Eliza is now embodied within the bright Lady of Light, Tazjima Amariah Kumara. You could have fooled me, as it feels like “all” of me is still here, so strong is the illusion woven by the body consciousness. Yet I am told and comforted by family… and sensitive friends that a transition is looming on the horizon for this tiny bit of “me” still present.

Even as I hear the sound of a car tires swishing through the dampened streets of this evening, I can sense a change in the wind for all of those who are remaining upon this world. Many challenges are looming upon the horizon, much change, some grief and more joy. Freedom for all will happen. It is a given now… that hard-sought after goal of many lifetimes is close and those of you who remain to continue the great work will see the goal completed, for humanity, for the Earth… and ultimately for many other worlds.

In truth, we have come here to learn to be master teachers for other worlds. I have already served on other worlds as an ascended being and have been given the remembrance of coming into Being… even Who was Mother and still is, in a sense.

Our lives are intertwined like the branches on a strongly growing climbing rose… we reach ever into the sky towards the Light of the Christ, symbolized in many ancient cultures as the Sun, Sol Invictus, the ever-present One. I can say without hesitation that the First Wavers have succeeded with their goal in anchoring the Light of Christ Consciousness upon this planet once again. And the hearts of mankind are opening to rekindle that close connection with Source that was once severed so long ago.

If you are one who is struggling with dark moods and who seeks solace in the deeper reaches of long-ago memory or who yearns for an unknown “home”, take heart, dear one. I have walked through the Valley of the Shadow of Death and through the sundry lies of the false-hearted ones, and have again remembered my true Divinity and divine nature, never lost, but merely forgotten for a time. You can reach this place, as well. I wish you well as you follow the footprints in stardust that we leave behind for you to follow.


And to those whose time has come to be recognized for your long service and great sacrifices, I wish you joy. I honor you all for being my soul mates during a tough assignment and join with the Host of Heaven in greeting you on your first step of the journey homeward to a well-deserved “retirement”. In truth, many of you will chose to continue to serve, but from the ships as counselors and teachers for those who follow in our footsteps. We are One.


I AM Lady Tazjima Amariah Kumara Lan Tetrah (aka Eliza Ayres)

©All Rights Reserved, Elizabeth Ayres Escher, www.bluedragonjournal.com. Permission is NOT granted to change this article from its original written form.





Eliza: Chinook Wind



Eliza: Chinook Wind

In the Pacific Northwest where I have made my home all my adult life, we get warm winds in the winter. The indigenous people have called these winds, Chinook winds. From the tropical regions of the central Pacific come these winds, bringing mild temperatures and thaws to the colder regions of the Inland Northwest. Outside there is such a strong wind blowing, knocking down empty garbage cans, opening gates and ripping the dry frozen leaves off of the trees in a last minute autumn blur of motion.

Last night my heart was thawed out, not by a wind, but by the warmth of a friend’s heart. She took the time to sit with me for an hour or so as I moved through some more intense emotional clearing.

When I first took on this accelerated clearing project, I thought I was capable of passing through it without a hitch. I was a bit cocky. I hit an especially rough patch last weekend, which threw me completely off balance. All my healing and spiritual energy training went out the window. I was under attack by a tsunami of emotions rising up and threatening to submerge me under their waves.

When I threatened to give up everything, my friend gently reminded me that my ego mind was in the midst of a great purging. Apparently in having so many masculine lifetimes, with my share and more of disappointment, frustration and danger, I had succeeded in “stuffing” away my emotions so I would be strong enough to face any challenge. And now, in the course of releasing these same emotions, I have been feeling rather overwhelmed by them. For as my friend reminded me, I have been more comfortable living in my mental body and not actively engaging in emotions… so consequently now I had to deal with them as they have begun to release from the formerly hidden crevices of my emotional body.

My friend told me, “You are one who views, analyzes and then views again to dig deeper… you have (experienced) great pain; it cannot be stuffed away, but must come forth to be healed now…”

Apparently I have been one who has made great self-sacrifice of my own heart-felt desires, setting them aside as I worked for others, in many lifetimes.

My friend continued, “This is so close to the final release, it makes sense that you will feel such immense pain that is the opposite polarity of all that you are…”

Let’s face it folks, I was feeling a bit raw, but was humble enough to listen. I hurt. And I knew that I needed help. There is a time when any person needs to surrender to the realization that in this process you cannot do it completely alone. That is where people like my friends can step in and do their part. In turn, when they need assistance, I can stand strong and able for them. It is a process of give and take, in full heart-felt cooperation.

While in the midst of my emotional storm, I shut down my heart and was no longer sensitive to the energies of my star family. Sensing this, I closed down even more, but there was enough of a glimmer of connection to reach out the next morning.

Some of my readers are probably scratching their heads in wonderment and asking why does someone who has “ascended” feel this miserable and wretched? Where is all this anger, grief and sense of being abandoned come from?

The answer is simple. The main source of any emotional disturbance such as the one that I recently suffered through is the illusion of separation from Source. This is the core reason for pain and fear. And facing my emotions without being overwhelmed by them is proving to be my toughest battle. And one that I am realizing I cannot face alone or chose to…

When one feels they are alone, the sense of being abandoned by loved ones tends to grow rather than diminish. One can be strong for others, but in the dark moments of the night, the shadows can grow, hanging upon the heart and drawing one’s frequencies down into a pit of self-created despair. So it was for me for a short time…

If you have been following my latest posts, you will realize that I have tapped into knowledge of some pretty intense lifetimes. I hope that by sharing my experience that some people realize that knowing one’s past lives is not a romantic experience. In knowing my past lives, spots and all, I have also become fully, consciously responsible for clearing the karmic patterns of those same lifetimes, instead of just clearing general karma for oneself and one’s genetic inheritance.

As such, I have become responsible for releasing the emotional detritus of these same lifetimes and all attendant thought-forms, including those of self-blame, concern for loved ones, disappointment, frustration, grief and fear. It has been a nearly overwhelming vision of suffering from other lifetimes and even this one…

For only one lifetime… if I pause for a moment to consider that I was one of the leading instigators of the French Revolution, I shudder to think of all the destructive forces that were unleashed upon the body of France through that time period. It was not my intent that the country be plunged into civil war and terrorism, yet it did, primarily due to forces beyond my control. My own family suffered as a consequence, losing beloved members to the Terror. I spent five years in prison myself… I who was of an ancient martial family loyal to the kings of France, was considered a traitor to the King and Queen and in polar opposition, a threat to the more rabid elements of the revolution.

It is not a surprise that I have been feeling a backlash from the revelations of just this particular lifetime or of many of the rest that I have shared here. And so, now, I need to use all my strength, determination and focus to release these same emotions without allowing myself to be overwhelmed by them.

At the same time, my emotional body was being stimulated by the energies of the full moon, as well as etheric plate adjustments going on across the planet. We are all affected most profoundly these days by the unbalancing effects of the strange climatic changes, the complicated currents in our society, the frustrations dealing with the dying embers of the old paradigm and so on. These are challenging times for anyone…

Tonight, I am at peace, having again regained a sense of belonging and balance. I feel the strong energies in my body which indicate to me that my star family is present in spirit. My heart has re-opened to their presence, allowing them to assist me in this healing process. In each moment, hour and day, I learn and relearn that I am not alone and never have been alone. The idea that we are separate from our Source has always been an illusion, but one that is strong enough to set even the strongest individuals among us into moments of self-doubt.

I have been fortunate to have friends who have proved extremely supportive, overlooking my moments of forgetfulness… always reminding me of my inner strength and determination to move through these clearings at top speed.

My path is an accelerated one and not suited for all who read these pages. There are many paths to heaven and mine is certainly not the only one. Take from my experiences what little wisdom and knowledge that you can apply to your own process, but realize that your experiences will be different than my own.

I have been a Wayshower. I have been told that my time is nearly done here, but I still share so those coming behind me can benefit it.

There are many second wave light workers who are doing great work in assisting others on their way to ascension. Search out those whose energy, knowledge and frequency levels correspond to your own. Take responsibility for your own process and realize that for many nowadays, one teacher only will no longer serve. The changes are coming too rapidly for many “systems” to keep up. There is no one “right” way to go forth into the higher dimensions, other than striving to keep your energies balanced, between your heart and higher mind. And understand that you will experience, as I have, some rough moments, but that you can also transcend these and continue on your way.

We are loved by many whom we cannot see or even feel. I am reminded by my friends and the felt presence of my star family that I am never alone on this journey. There are just those occasional moments when self-doubt rises up in a moment of “weakness” threatening to overwhelm the hard-won peace and balance.

There really isn’t any weakness in anyone attempting to ascend. It takes guts, pure and simple, determination, focus and a really strong will. It also takes surrender and the willingness to be humble enough to admit to occasionally needing assistance… like at every moment possible.

You may have noticed that I am willing to state that, “Hey, folks… I’m not perfect!” And yet, that perfection exists within the heart flame that is enlivened by the Christ energies that give life to the spirit within… that keep me going forward and returning, determined to do it better.

In planting seeds in the spring time, a farmer knows through experience that some seeds will germinate and others won’t. You just have to hold the immaculate concept for the crop to come, as well as providing the needed nurturance through careful watering and cultivation. So I continue to observe and participate in this process of ascension… as the remaining portion of my human awareness still lingers in this world.

When my friend told me that family had gathered around Lady Tazjima to comfort her while I was experiencing my recent difficulties I was suddenly reminded that we are one. Before the re-blending process began, we lived our lives as separate beings with little awareness of each other. Now we are fully connected, joined together like conjoined twins. What I feel, she feels. This is an awareness that can expand to include all those who surround you or even live upon this planet… or beyond, so interconnected are we via the web of life.  Those who have truly opened their heart and have released the need to judge others, will feel the oneness in their hearts.

I am not one to paint a rosy or false picture of the effort it takes to go through ascension, dear ones. Yet our world is changing, although many challenges remain. Still, when one views the passage of the last 12,000 years since the last golden age, it is amazing to see what man has accomplished in the last few decades.

Domination of this world by technology is not the answer. There has to be a balance and sensitivity for the needs of the planet and its life forms beyond just satisfying the fleeting demands of mankind. Our world is a system that is not functioning at its capacity right now. Our world is out of balance due to the greed of mankind. Much destruction has occurred at the instigation of a tiny minority of beings who are out to control the entire world for the satisfaction of their uncontrollable greed… which stems from a profound sense of separation from all that is good within, from Source.

As I struggled with my own inner darkness, so must our world and all those who live here. I experienced a recent dark night of the soul. With the help of my friends and family and my own determination, I have come through the experience unscathed and stronger, more aware of what I need to do when I next sense the energies beginning to become ruffled. Hopefully I will be more mindful the next time and succeed in using all my spiritual tools to overcome any challenges with ease and grace. And greatest of all these tools is the knowledge that I am not alone, ever, even in the darkness moments of self-doubt and affliction.

So when you begin to feel overwhelmed and there will be those moments… make the call for assistance from the angels, from the Masters, from your Higher Self. And you will be answered in an instant, for those who love you dearly are always at your side, waiting for you to give permission so that they might assist you and lend you their strength as you move through the cycles of releasing and clearing that are so much a part of the ascension process.

I wish you well upon your own journey. And if you need help, call upon the angels to bring you a Chinook wind to thaw out your heart, to bring warmth and kindness back into your life. Be kind to yourself, dear ones, for you are Love and loved greatly.


I AM Lady Tazjima

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Eliza: On Duality


Baring Eliza: On Duality

After a recent posting, I found this comment from a young woman. She asks a classical question of the yet awakening ones:

“Don’t want to sound thick, but I am, please explain to me something. If the Higher Self and those who have long guided you in the higher dimensions do ‘guide’ us then why or why are people so evil and terrible to one another? To my limited (point of) view surely these higher selves could guide people to NOT be rotten. Or are we all just puppets on a string?”

To guide is not to govern or direct like a puppet. Our Higher Selves do guide and mentor us, but quietly, through our intuition. If one is insensitive to the quiet nudges received, then a person will not heed the guidance.

Our Higher Selves and all of our Angelic mentors are limited in what they can do to direct our lives, due to the Law of Free Will that reigns upon this planet.

Each of us is subjected to pre-birth or pre-walk in planning sessions and training. Whether or not one will abide by those plans and training is another question altogether. Many times, people do not, as they are overcome by the sheer impact of physical existence.

Some beings, who agreed to temporarily act as goads for the rest of society have also chosen, sometimes consciously and sometimes unconsciously, to ignore their vows to come into alignment and relinquish their power and control over others.

Why do some people hate and hurt others?

It is a matter of conditioning in this world that drives people to violence, out of anger, frustration, impatience, self-judgment and the resulting projection of shame and blame onto others and so on. In my job as a worker within a prison setting, I daily come into contact with those who are serving time for offended some kind of law in a moment of forgetfulness or rage.

Our society is sick. Our world is sick. There is no other words to describe the existence of such pain, pollution and despair. Simultaneously, our world is filled with love and light. Each side is vying for control over the planet. Today the Light is winning, but the dark still fights for supremacy with the utmost of its strength. After all, the dark has been on top of the heap for millennia. Why would it give up so easily? Why would it give up at all?

For centuries, people have learned to hate those who were different, whether through their skin color, customs, dress, religion, or even their sex and physical condition. The ethic of divide and conqueror has been a successful meme for the dark and so they continue it to this day, striving to upset a populace by suggesting there is a race war going on in America. It is a lie, given daily life through repetition on the news.

For those who wonder whether or not the world will ever come into balance, I say this, it will, but it will take time.

As one who has lived and died under the hand of tyrants and have been accused of being one myself, who has been called a black magician, a terrorist of the backwoods, and so on… I understand these things.

And I have stepped beyond the need to judge these individuals who are still caught in the web of dark versus light. It is all illusion, but one that has been skillfully created in order to give lessons to those souls who desire experience in a physical creation.

I know that at the heart of all things we are One, although this thought form has yet to fully manifest into being on this planet. It will.

In the Pleiades and on Venus this is the way we live. If we can overcome our need to war against ourselves and others, then also can the people of Earth.

On any journey, one must start with a step. Take a step towards first accepting and loving yourself and then expand it out into the world. See others as self. Observe the lives of others, from daily life and from history, and see how the patterns differ or are similar to those being played out within your own life. Even if you do not believe in past lives, you can learn from observation of other lives.

Understand that those who act against others today will pay tomorrow, whether in this lifetime or another. I happen to believe in other lifetimes, concurrent with this one. I have experienced sitting at a desk with a “movie” going on in my head of a totally different setting and circumstance. It is quite uncanny, but also quite real, as real as the chair in which I am now sitting.

I have been blessed to catch glimpses of past lives and lately have received particular names as being indicative that that individual was also a “past” life. So, being the reader and history bluff that I am, I have read stories and encyclopedia entries, as well as watching documentaries and movies about these individuals. In so doing, I have become to see a pattern emerge that fits the inner “me”. It is quite fascinating to also watch, when I share these experiences with friends, to see or feel their faces light up or tears to suddenly come as they realize the connections, too. Such happenings act as confirmation of my own intuition and guidance.

I’ve been told to trust my guidance and intuition and so I am endeavoring to do so. It matters not if someone disagrees or seeks to debunk what is written here. My writings are a matter of the heart which transcends human reason and linear thinking. Seek to understand these things through your heart center, not your human mind which is highly conditioned by early training.

In writing this I hope I have successfully answered my young friend’s question. It is not a simple one answered in just a couple of pages, but we do our best. Understand that duality of dark and light underlies everything that happens in this world. The degree to which duality has been taken has far exceeded that of other worlds where balance reigns. And believe it or not, there also exist worlds who have sunk even farther into the nightmare of control and fear which our former controllers wish to plunge us into as well.

Our world is not progressing on that path, thankfully, yet each individual who comes into alignment with their Higher Self, who finds balance and peace within, will further hasten the day when all beings upon this planet enjoy love, abundance and peace in their lives as well.


I AM Eliza

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Eliza: A Karmic Lesson Learned



Eliza: A Karmic Lesson Learned

As I am moving through re-experiencing some of my major lifetimes, I find that many of my Star Family who are presently incarnated here are beginning to do the same.  Perhaps relating my stories is serving as a catalyst so that those near and dear to my heart can also begin to undergo profound soul healings…

The following story is, in part, that of a person whom I have come to know as Family. Like others of my Family, our lives have been interwoven through time. While the following is about a masculine lifetime, the current incarnation is female. I have deleted some personal references for the sake of this individual’s privacy. The story is an ancient one, yet relevant to our own times…

“It’s rare that we get an up-close and glaring look at the face of karma, but I have. And you did say I would begin to understand why my life was the way it was. I was looking into (the life of the king). I knew little about him and what I did know seemed often to smack of poor judgment.

The king had a daughter, who was quite lovely, and a stepson, who desired her and raped her. For reasons that remain unknown to me, the king did nothing. His son took in his sister and gave her refuge. The son later killed the stepbrother in revenge for the rape.

In this incarnation, I chose to pretty much live the life of this young woman, details differing somewhat, so that I could fully experience her feelings, her sexual abuse by a family member, her lack of paternal protection, her loss of trust, her loneliness. Possibly she was not believed; I experienced that too. I can’t know what kind of karma was being played out around me in my other family members; that is for them to know, and most are in the spirit world now and do know. My understanding that I was balancing karma does make it easier for me to reach forgiveness for them (the members of my current family), in their various roles.

History does not record the future incarnations of the king’s children; you can imagine the hell the stepson created for himself, and you can easily imagine the king’s son becoming the possible murder victim of domestic violence, in spite of acting from his wish for justice. Of course he also tried to usurp his father’s throne– boys will be boys– and was killed, so the king lost a much-beloved son.

After reading the account of this particular set of events in the life of the king, it took me a day or two to identify the source of the depression and grief I was feeling, and make the connection. The immediacy of the sorrow, and a very painful sense of shame for having done wrong by a daughter, shame that I apparently did not feel in that incarnation, were startling, like it had just happened yesterday and not many thousands of years ago. The intensity of these emotions reiterated to me that time is not an element of spirit and that all our incarnations are concurrent. I think the hurt I’ve carried for fifty years for my inner child will, from a higher perspective, have been worth the spiritual growth, the payment in full of a karmic debt. I had thought the work was mostly about releasing the pain of my own experiences, but this, while a bitter pill, is extremely useful knowledge.”

This story is a powerful confirmation of many ancient esoteric truths, namely the continuation of the soul through the process called reincarnation, the fact that ancient trauma is carried from lifetime to lifetime until resolved, the desire of the soul to balance the wrongs done within another lifetime, and idea that it is better to forgive and forget than to continue to carry on the judgments of the past, for they may well be your future.

I, too, have suffered from incest within this lifetime. Just why has not yet been identified, but I am sure that the wrong will be balanced in this life or another through service and devotion to soul experience. I forgave my perpetrator in this lifetime; many do not. I must have known, instinctively at some level that I was paying for the wrongs committed against another person in another lifetime.   And as stated in my friend’s story, our “past” lives are actually concurrent (experienced all at once) with this one.  Thus the melt-through of strong emotions, interests, themes and influences upon us.  We are inexplicably linked to those people with whom we spend our lives, through time and space while here within this realm of being.

When we wrong another person, we wrong ourselves. The father of this lovely daughter did nothing to defend her honor and to right the wrong done unto her; it took a brother’s love to step in to defend her and for that he died. What more tragic circumstances must be had before a soul successfully learns a lesson well enough to no longer have the need to repeat it?

Mind you, I am in no way defending the actions of sexual predators. It is important for both men and women to stand up against those who prey on the defenseless ones, the children, elderly, women and the poor. Until there exists respect and love in the heart of all mankind for each and every member of the human collective, there will be this kind of intimate suffering.

The love that one feels within a lifetime endures. So does the pain and suffering. If more people were aware of the consequences of their actions, they might be more willing to reduce their infractions against their fellow man. Yet our society, of church and conventional institutions, all desire to limit the common man’s ability to discern these karmic patterns within their own lives and so to learn from them. We are not encouraged to study our own lives but to live through others, through the media, through our religion, and through our various institutions.

As one who has bucked the tide of ignorance and superstition through many lifetimes, I deplore the use of media, so-called public education and religious training to curtail the ability of people towards developing critical thinking and intuitional understandings. Instead, the mass media and other venues strive to draw the attention of the public towards shallow diversions and “reality” shows, while the politicians and corporate stooges steal the public’s savings, freedom, jobs and prospects.

We are in a time when it is becoming increasingly important and vital that the individual take responsibility for their life, their own thoughts and actions, and to be held accountable for such. At the same time, it is important to learn to fully accept yourself as you are today, spots and all, as it is extremely difficult to get through an entire lifetime without being hurt or giving hurt to someone. We are here to gain experience and one does this through stumbling and making mistakes.

The story that we shared today is an ancient one. Children still suffer at the hands of their parents, through acts of omission or commission. Until we are willing to forgive ourselves, hearts will be broken. Let us hope that these same broken hearts will someday be healed and all will be set free from the repetitious need for lessons replayed for the sake of learning.


I AM Eliza

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Eliza: Reflections of a Soul’s Yearning



Eliza: Reflections of a Soul’s Yearning

This past week has gone by in a blur. At first, I was kept home a couple of days to recover from a powerful internal cleansing that went slightly awry. While resting and recuperating, I was also undergoing a spiritual cleansing while reviewing a trio of lifetimes, namely that of Richard Plantagenet, Dr. John Dee, and Gilbert du Motier, the marquis de La Fayette. If you’re not a reader and history bluff, you may prefer not to read on.

While at face level these three lifetimes seem extraordinarily in variance, there are some similarities, especially in the intensity that each of these individuals carried directed towards their ultimate goals. None reached those goals, so much disappointment, frustration and sorrow ensued as a result.

I also discovered, much to my joy, that I shared two lifetimes or portions thereof with two of my new-found star family.  The reincarnations of Anne Neville and Adrienne de La Fayette walk among us today as two lovely ladies, in whom I have rediscovered the real meaning of family. Our relationships have interwoven together and apart through the centuries and through the rarified realms of higher dimensions beyond time and space.

Anne Neville, daughter of the powerful Earl of Warwick, was my childhood sweetheart during my life as Richard Plantagenet, Duke of Gloucester. We met as children when I was fostered out to the Earl for my training as a knight. Being children of nobility we understood that we would be most likely married off to others, but nevertheless pledged our undying devotion to each other. Later, after Anne’s first husband, Edward of Lancaster, Prince of Wales, died, we endeavored to be married, over the objections of my older brother, George, Duke of Clarence. Our life together was short-lived, as when our son, Edward died suddenly at seven years of age, my wife died just months later. I, myself, was killed in battle at Bosworth, unseated in a mire and struck down by many blows by the opposing forces. Edward’s mother, Anne, believes that the young boy was poisoned, perhaps by a hand guided by the rival house of Tudor? Who knows… but knowingness exists that the death was intentional and was borne at great cost by both Richard and Anne. Does such a man kill his own nephews?

Richard and Anne

History has plastered “villain” on the brow of Richard as the murderer of his two nephews, the sons of King Edward IV. Somehow I feel that there were more subtle forces arrayed against the king, namely those centered in Margaret, Duchess of Richmond and Derby, mother of Henry Tudor, the future Henry VII, as well as the Church and old noble families. The Plantagenets, although cousins of Henry VI, were considered by many as usurpers and upstarts.   Let suffice to say, what came to be later known (much later) as the War of the Roses, was basically intercine conflict between completing royal lines and noble houses, a struggle for power over the throne of England. As the youngest son of the Plantagenets, I did not have any remaining family to protect my interests and so perished in blood and mud on the battlefield, defiled by my detractors and buried by Franciscan monks in the ancient church of Grayfriars. No one survived the holocaust that struck down our family as the Tudors systematically destroyed the remaining cousins who might someday rise up as rivals for the shaky and much desired throne.

The Plantagenets were a minor branch of an ancient family that extended back into time to the Merovingian kings of the Franks and beyond. The Church hated and despised this line as it was of sacred blood, of Dragon kings and of great antiquity. The Merovingians were priest kings and did not abide with the dictates of the Roman Church. You can find out more about the Dragon kings in the controversial works of Laurence Gardner, as well as the books by Mark Amaru Pinkham… and the website “The Dragon Court” by Nicholas de Vere.   Much of the hidden motives for historical events can be discovered by researching these volumes with an open mind, namely why the destruction of the Templars, the Cathars and other Gnostic Christian sects at the hands of the Roman Church, and the placement upon various European thrones by the Church puppet kings and sometimes queens. The Church was intent on holding power and control over the entire world… and not for the sake of any degree of true piety.

The next incarnation was equally as controversial in the eyes of the Church, that of Dr. John Dee, who has been called a black magician, a magus, a practitioner of the black arts and so on. Dr. Dee was one of the brightest minds of his time, a mathematician, astrologer and astronomer, hermetic philosopher and alchemist, deeply religious man, who studied in England and abroad in France. He was a collector of books and brought back navigational instruments from France, teaching and instructing the fine art of navigation to early English explorers. He was a strong advocate of the idea of a “British” empire and encouraged the young Queen Elizabeth I to send out explorations to the New World. Dr. Dee served variously as courtier, astrologer, spy, tutor and advisor to the young queen. He also tutored and advised Francis Bacon (an incarnation of Master St. Germain) in the more esoteric and sacred sciences. Dr. Dee is revered by the Rosicrucians as one of the founding lights of that secret society, although it is more likely that his student, Francis Bacon, was the founder, along with a lively group of inquiring minds born into that expansive time of the early English Renaissance period.

Dr. John Dee

Dr. Dee was consumed by a need to learn all that he could and strayed into the area of angelic communications. Using a seer, one Edward Kelley, to scrye into a crystal ball, Dr. Dee wrote down the angelic (and sometimes perhaps daemonic) communications. Together they recorded an ancient Enochian alphabet and language, the “language” of angels, which is still used today in rites of White Magic. More amusing is that Dr. Dee has served as inspiration for many a famous magician of literature, including Prospers (The Tempest), Dumbledore (Harry Potter series) and Gandalf, (The Hobbit and Lord of Rings Trilogy).

Needless to say, Dr. Dee and his associate were straying far from the acceptable and conventional teachings of the Roman Church. Much of their work was done within the boundaries of the Holy Roman Empire and deemed by the Roman Church as heresy and a strong threat, never mind the elderly doctor was an Englishman and probably the spy of his mistress, the Protestant Elizabeth. In fact, Dr. Dee was the original 007, as the sigil was used to sign his correspondences to the queen, “she who must be obeyed”.

A more disturbing episode in Dee’s long life occurred at the instigation of one of his “angelic” muses when his seer and he were encouraged to “share” wives. Reluctantly, Dee went along with the scheme, over the strong protestations of his young spouse. As a consequence of the experience, which mortified Dee, the team broke up, with Dee and his family returning to England. Nine months later, a son was born to Dee, most likely the result of the distasteful union. Dee raised up the lad as his own. Dee died in poverty, out of favor with the more strait-laced Stuart James, his devoted daughter caring for him to the last.

The next lifetime, that of Gilbert du Motier, marquis de La Fayette, was equally controversial and adventuresome. Gilbert was born into an ancient martial family. He was raised by his grandmother in the country until the age of 11, when he was called by his mother to live in Paris. I feel his childhood spent in the country playing with peasants laid the foundation for what was to be a lifetime of subtly flouting the mores of his aristocratic society. The young marquis, orphaned, and now the ward of one of his uncles, was a very wealthy young person, a millionaire in today’s standards. As such, he was considered an eligible match for one of the daughters of a powerful noble house, the Noialles. A couple of years later, the young marquis married Adrienne de Noialles, a relationship that was loving and tender until the day his beloved wife died at age 48. The marquis was buried with a small picture of Adrienne pinned to his breast.

La Fayette

This particular lifetime is well documented. The 19 year old marquis sailed to America, impetuously and against the express orders of his family and king, to offer the services of himself and his companions to the commander of the Continental Army, one George Washington. And the rest… is history.

What is not covered by American history, is the fact that when the marquis returned to France, he was one of the main instigators of the French revolution. He is regarded highly by the people of France, but was considered at the time a traitor of his aristocratic roots, as well as threat to the more extreme elements of the Revolution. La Fayette served time in an Austrian prison until “such time as a restored French monarch could pass judgment upon him.” Fortunately, Napoleon happened instead of a king. With his wife and two daughters imprisoned along with him, the marquis was eventually freed and only after lengthy negotiations by his loving wife, Adrienne, was he allowed by Napoleon to re-enter France, on the express command that he stay out of politics.

One strong theme resounds in this particular lifetime and that was of “freedom”. La Fayette was a man of the Enlightenment and sought to bring into manifestation those ideals of emancipation of serfs, slaves and the common people. In so doing, he came up again the ancient prejudices and privileges of his own class, the First Estate, as well as that of the Church, the Second Estate. He also defied the will of those who would continue to imprison and obstruct freedom in the name of a military empire under Napoleon.

La Fayette and his wife, Adrienne, worked tirelessly on efforts to free the blacks. The marquis made his case to the Continental Congress and to his beloved mentor, George Washington, encouraging the general to free his slaves, but to no avail. “Who would do the work?” was a common reply. The idea of universal freedom was one that did not successfully take root in those days, nor has it fully succeeded today.

Controversial or not, I feel proud to have lived and struggled as each one of these extraordinary men. The next in line of masculine incarnations, was that of young Chief Joseph, a chief of the Non-Treaty Wallowa band of Nez Perce. I have covered this story, somewhat, and my resulting encounter with Joseph in previous posts.

My next lifetime was that of a yet unnamed British pilot. I have a sense that this young man was named Richard, also. He died in his early thirties, during the Battle of Britain or shortly after, before the advent of the Americans into the war. I have been unable to find records of him in the RAF logs of officers and await further revelations if deemed necessary for clearing of astral records by my mentors.

From an intense young warrior, to equally intense doctor and alchemist… to another intense son of warriors and freedom fighter… to a peaceful Amerindian leader… to another short-lived warrior… goes the skein of some 700 years of incarnation for one humble woman.  Recently I asked my mentors, “Why all the masculine lifetimes?” The reply, “For Balance.”

None of these lifetimes were without controversy, pain and struggle. The marquis lost his wife of over 30 years to the effects of a weakened constitution after her many imprisonments. This delicate blossom of the French aristocracy was imprisoned in La Force, one of the many prisons set up by the leaders of the Terror. The mother, grandmother and sister of Adrienne La Fayette were all killed via the guillotine under the direct orders of Robespierre.  That she alone was spared was most likely through the efforts of the family’s American friends in Paris. When she was finally set free after the end of the Terror, she traveled with her two daughters to the prison in Austria where her husband had been held in solitary confinement for two years after an escape attempt. The family spent the next three years there until freed. Despite their many years spent apart, the love of these two was strong and potent. And I know the dear lady who is a reincarnation of dearest Adrienne. She is just as loving and strong-willed as the original.

Bullfrog Lake

We travel many roads and take on many guises as souls incarnating into this world. Whether or not we come in as babes or as older walk-ins matters not. We serve, strive and work to the very best of our ability. As a Pleiadian – Venusian starseed, I have served long and served well. One can do no more than strive to reach the stars, to understand the language of angels, to free his fellowmen, and to rule justly and wisely. And so I done, making mistakes and learning from them, never perfect but yearning ever towards that which was sensed within, driven on by an internal fire and knowingness, my connection with Higher Self.

And like bookends on the line of an extraordinary collection of books, stands my lifetime as the pious Clare of Assisi and this quiet lifetime as Eliza. Balance sought and balance won, I have reached an understanding and appreciation of many lifetimes spent in the service of bringing light and wisdom to this realm of men. Now it is time for others to take up the torch of Liberty, Equality and Freedom for the entire collective of Humanity, and all life upon this planet. May this task be done with grace, wisdom, compassion and ease for there are many counting on the efforts of the light workers to free themselves and to emanate their Light into the world.


I AM Eliza Ayres (aka Tazjima Amariah Kumara VaCoupe et al)


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