Line Cmdr. Sundeelia – Remembrance, Part 2: “Commander Lyonell”
Earlier in the week, I woke up feeling slightly ill. After waking up a bit, I realized that another chunk of remembrance was about to be downloaded into my consciousness here. I had already remembered a bit of what was going to be revealed in this second lifetime. The pictures or memories come at odd times, but mostly when I’m in the presence of my Pleiadian sister, who is another walk-in here on Earth. Lady Claudine popped in briefly, channeled through my sister, RaNia, to let me know what was coming. She was very excited that I was near to completing my personal goal of remembering, clearing, and releasing the ancient trauma suffered through the Star Wars. Then she was off, again, to yet another meeting with one of the High Councils on The White Winds.
A note to those who may be skeptical of my claims to be this and that… you can think of these stories as a fanciful tale, but I know what and who I AM in Truth. Life here among the sleepers is odd, indeed. And even though I have full remembrance “above”, it arrives here to my filtered “human” consciousness in dribs and drabs, and only when I am ready to receive it unconditionally. This is part of my “mission” here, as well as clearing the remainder of my sister Tazjma’s karma/trauma, for she was also there with me during the Star Wars, as were many of the Pleiadian starseeds presently incarnated upon Earth. We are here to serve humanity. We are here out of Love.
First, I remembered my time studying with a great Pleiadian leader, Lord Lyonell. Lyonell, who was not born a Pleiadian, was king and lord over his own small solar system, a system consisting of five moons and three isles (planets). When the Belial forces from the lower Orion system began to attack the system, Lord Lyonell appealed to the Pleiadian fleet for protection. In return, the little system became a part of the greater Pleiadian territory, although Lord Lyonell retained his lordship over his own system.
What was unusual about Lord Lyonell or would seem so to some Earth humans is that he was (and is) a Feline humanoid. At the time of our meeting, Lord Lyonell was an impressive figure, standing nine feet tall, his powerful leonine frame towering well over my slender eight feet. Despite the differences in our physiques, we instantly took to each other and became great friends.
At the time I was the eldest son of Lord Chananda, a great Lord of Sirius A. My name (as far as I can remember it) was Delos’anda’Ra. It was my second life in this quadrant as a son of Lord Chananda, who was, in turn, the second son of the religious leader of Sirius A, Lord Krishna. Lord Chananda was (and is) related to Sanat Kumara, who is the Lord of Venus along with his beloved Divine Complement, Lady Venus. Lord Chananda has lovingly informed me that we have often shared lifetimes together in another quadrant of creation…
In meeting with Lord Lyonell and training under his direction, I was completing my training to become the Head Commander over the now impressive Sirian Starfleet. During the intervening years between my previous death and subsequent rebirth, the Sirian fleet had grown in size and strength. We had learned much from war whether or not we wanted to… for we were determined to survive.
It was from our Pleiadian allies that we learned about Lord Lyonell. When his solar system entered into the Pleiadian Federation, he requested to be allowed to enter into the Command, as well. Within a few short years, he proved his value as he began to teach the Pleiadians how to turn the tables on the enemy. With his natural feline hunting skills and great intelligence, Lord Lyonell taught the Pleiadians the art of space guerilla warfare or how to outflank the enemy. The Pleiadians no longer merely defended their home territory; they pursued the enemy relentlessly from their skies. It was still a tough time for the Pleiadians as they had many more isles than we. Lord Lyonell is honored even today as being instrumental in aiding the Pleiadians in their ultimate defeat of the Belial forces. We of the higher worlds do not forget.
For a time I spent training under Lord Lyonell and actively participating aboard a Pleiadian ship. I found the company very refreshing and different from the stricter Sirian protocol, but I never lost sight of what I was trying to accomplish by being there.
From Lord Lyonell I learned techniques of hunting and attacking without being detected by the enemy until the last minute when it was already too late. It was determined by the Pleiadians that the enemy was determined to destroy their isles by utilizing different tactics. We had to return in kind while keeping ourselves in alignment with the Laws of the Universe. We had a duty and right to defend our people and territory, to protect our cultures and way of living. We had a right to take the war to the enemy, even if that meant taking it to his territory, as well.
Lord Lyonell was magnificent, sharing his stories, and making sure that all of the people under his command were battle-ready, but also healthy and strong. His generosity with his time and knowledge impressed me, as well as his great wisdom garnered from a long life of leading his own independent people. His people were admirable, tall, strong, their long, lean bodies covered with short golden fur, covered now by the standard issue Pleiadian silver-colored uniform. Still, while on broad the starships, these feline humanoids preferred to walk barefoot on the deck, despite the cool temperatures of the long passages in the battleship cruisers.
Some of the Pleiadian felines wore tribal markings; beadwork braided through their tawny manes, as well as tattoos on their sculpted angular faces with the distinctive high cheekbones and lined golden eyes. Lord Lyonell wore none of these, only a small badge on the front of his uniform giving his designation as a Commander and a tiny crown indicating his rank on his home isle. It was enough; we all knew who he was anywhere on board ship; it was enough to listen for his booming voice carrying through the hallways and on the command deck.
Besides battle techniques, Lord Lyonell also augmented my own already considerable abilities to discern energy signatures. Sometimes we practiced well after quitting hours to allow me time to learn to recognize a different signature and to track down the source. Even today, in my present lifetime, serving abroad a Pleiadian ship as a native Pleiadian I am utilizing these same skills and more. As my Father told me once, I brought ALL of my gifts into this lifetime for I knew I would have need of them all. For those of my readers who might be alarmed with my sharing of this information, know that these gifts are being used “above” on board The White Winds. There is only about 8 to 10% of my consciousness present in my Earth human vehicle… and I’m officially “off-duty” while here. Yes, I am psychic. Yes, I channel a bit, and yes, I am very sensitive to energies. And that is the extent to which I can claim any special gifts. Much of what I share comes through as downloads, rather on a “need to know” basis. As I continue to work on releasing traumatic memories and related physical conditions, I will perhaps learn more.
Dear readers, know that the great one who has reincarnated again within the greater Pleiadian system also sent a fragment of his self here to Earth. Can you guess who he might be? Let me know your guess in the comment area below. I will share his identity later.
This ends the second part of my Remembrance series.
I AM Line Cmdr. Sundeelia VaCoupe, of the Pleiadian Flagship, The White Winds.
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