Line Cmdr. Sundeelia: Remembrance – Part 3: “Tazo”

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Line Cmdr. Sundeelia:  Remembrance – Part 3:  “Tazo”

Despite what many of you believe or think you believe, understand that even in the higher realms, we are not perfect.  We are always endeavoring to discover new ways to serve our family, our home, our people, the Command, and all Life.  Just because you reach the fifth dimension with your personal frequency, it does not automatically translate that you no longer have more soul growth ahead of you.  Evolution is never over as the Creator is always exploring and experiencing the Universes through us, its fractals as have been sent forth from Source.  It is arrogant and terribly ignorant of one to claim that they are done with their spiritual evolution for it denotes a spirit of rebellion and separation from Source energy.

Born to a family of Pleiadian Angelics, I am striving to bring into balance my own inner divine masculine and feminine energies, in the same manner as are many awakened lightworkers on Earth today.  Although I naturally resonate and live in 6D to 7D, I live and function in 5D along with the rest of the crew members of The White Winds.  And with this small portion of my consciousness now residing in this 3D Earth human vehicle, I am attempting to confront, sort through, transmute and release those memories most traumatic to me during the ancient Galactic Wars.

As with my predecessor in this vehicle, my elder sister Tazjma Amariah Kumara VaCoupe, many of my lifetimes within this quadrant of Creation have been as a male, if you will, an alpha male, a natural born warrior and protector.  Part of my purpose in coming here, as I have stated above, is to discard of what I no longer need (the pain, guilt, blame, etc.) and to embrace that which is of benefit to me (love, compassion, wisdom, tenderness, devotion).  Coming into balance is not an easy proposition for one who has stood face to face with the enemy more than once, even if the confrontation took place on a viewing screen of a command deck.  One needs to release the anger, fear, blame, and shame that linger within a survivor who has witnessed the death of many, including family members… especially family members.

Now we come to a tough spot for me to look at once again.  I will write this part of my tale in story form which allows me to move through the events more dispassionately…

The young Sirian commander was in the process of pondering a puzzle put forth by his mentor.  For a moment he allowed his gaze to fall upon his companion.  As a Sirian lord, he had seen many of the Sirian feline species as they visited the palace of his grandfather, Lord Krishna.  He was fond of these people… for him and his people considered the feline species as humanoid and hence by definition “humans”.  They were very tall, walked upright and were very highly intelligent, strong, dedicated Sirians.  The leonine people especially were utilized often as guards for the temples and the palaces of the great although the Sirians did not fear violence from their own people.

However, this adopted Pleiadian who now stood nearby, gazing out a window into the dark skies beyond, was different.  Commander Lyonell had taken the entire Pleiadian fleet under his spell through his dominating personality, commanding wit and intelligence.  His psychic abilities were extraordinary.  His memory was astounding.  His entire being exuded tremendous power and ability, and yet, there were moments of extreme tenderness and concern where the Commander reached out to aid and comfort a crew member when they learned of a death in their family or an incident on their homeworld.  The man was not without a deep and abiding sense of compassion for all who came within his sphere of influence.  And so it was when the young Sirian gasped in surprise and grief, the Commander moved quickly with his characteristic feline grace to the man’s side.

“What is wrong, Commander Delos?” It was months since Delos had arrived on the Pleiadian ship, The Golden Falcon, for training alongside Commander Lyonell, but the Pleiadian commander retained his formality when it was required.

The commander’s great golden eyes studied his Sirian companion.  The young man… young in terms of Sirian years… was tall and slender.  His pale skin was blanched, his green eyes bright with tears and shock.  He whispered, his voice taut and strained with emotion, “Tazo… my brother… his ship is under attack!”

“What do you see?” asked Commander Lyonell.  The Pleiadian commander knew of the Sirian’s deep connection with his family, especially his younger brother.  Apparently, they had spent many lifetimes together, often as twins.  In this life, Delos was the elder, their ages separated by some five years.  Still, the soul connection ran deep and powerful between the two siblings.

“I…I…, “ Delos blinked, again, tears splashing down his cheeks unheeded.  He looked within and saw…

The ship was jolted by another barrage, sending debris everywhere.  It was hard to see through the dust and confusion.  Tazo grabbed onto a railing to pull himself upright and was thrown again against the bulkhead.  His ears were streaming blood from the impact.  As he stumbled down the passageway, he bumped into another crew member. “Carlos? Are you okay?”

Carlos looked up at his commander, and then looked down towards the command deck a short distance away.  “The ship is going down?”

Tazo nodded abruptly and turned back to his command post, striving to steady himself on nearby stations.  The view monitors were no longer functioning, but the trajectory of the ship was obvious; they were about to crash into the isle below. 

He scanned the isle with his extended senses.  It was only lightly populated, a moon actually on the outer fringes of the Sirian star system.  He could sense the ships that were attacking his vessel coming in for the kill.  No!  He would land this ship if it took all he had within.  Telepathically he connected with the Command Mothership, the Golden Lily, “Comrades, we are under attack!  We are now entering the atmosphere of J___ a moon of Satus.”

The reply came swiftly, “Commander Tazo, we are aware of your situation.  An attack squadron is on the way!”

As Tazo turned his attention to the navigation post, he felt his brother tuning into the situation.  “Brother…”

Tazo felt Delos nod as their minds melded in their own unique way.  He felt his brother’s strength and determination flow into his bruised body.  He focused on the controls in front of him and took control of the faltering vessel, bringing her back into alignment.  He knew that damaged as she was, they could not escape via hyperspace and needed to land on the moon.  Whether or not any of his crew would survive depending on how quickly help arrived.  The ship was too damaged to go far.

The ship shuddered as yet another barrage struck the outer hull.  Tazo began to cough.  He sniffed the air and scanned the ship.  Fire!  He attempted to contact other surviving crew members.  One familiar mind contacted with his own, “Jon, there is a fire on board!”

“I know, sir,” replied Jon, one of the navigation staff.  “It’s in the engines, sir!” 

Unlike the more sophisticated Pleiadian vessels who utilized crystalline energy, some of the smaller Sirian ships still required fuels.  This scout vessel was such a one, not outfitted for long distance travel outside the star system.  The Sirian fleet was in the process of building ships similar to the Pleiadian design, but that took time, manpower, and many credits.  Under attack from many sides by the enemy, the Sirians could ill afford to lose even this small vessel.

“Take care of it, Jon!” Tazo ordered telepathically, knowing his loyal crew member would do what he asked.  He felt the assurance and determination as the crew member went off to gather others to repair the ship’s engine array.

Tazo gritted his teeth and concentrated on the controls.  As he passed his hand above them, the dials glowed.  With his strong mind, he guided the vessel towards a likely landing spot on the surface of the moon.  Fortunately for the Sirians and their ship, the moon was primarily an agricultural isle, mostly flat or gently rolling country broken up by low fences or scattered farm family compounds.  Dividing his consciousness between the rapidly approaching planet surface and the controls, he guided the ship towards a landing spot.

Just before the ship landed, it shuddered once again.  This time the blow sent the vessel into a spin.  Tazo was thrown against the bulkhead.  Dazed he tried to concentrate on the task when the vessel came to an abrupt halt on its side.  Tazo crawled to his feet.  The smoke from the fire was stronger now.  He sent an order to evacuate the vessel, “Now!”

As Tazo and a few other men stumbled out the landing ramp, they came under fire from an enemy vessel that was above strafing the ground around the vessel.  As he glanced up, Tazo felt something strike his leg, sending him crashing to the ground.  Smoke billowed out of the Sirian vessel.  The men needed to get clear, but the attack drove them closer to the wounded vessel as they sought cover.  Tazo was now coughing hard.  He covered his mouth with his hand only to pull it away in dismay.  His hand was covered with blood.  It was internal bleeding from some wound that he had not even registered in the flight.  He swayed and then pulled himself upward as another crew member reached out to support his weight. 

A sudden piercing mind scream crashed through his sensitive consciousness and he managed to peer skyward.  A dazzling light broke through the dusty atmosphere and hit the attacking enemy ship.  Help had arrived!  The drone of other Sirian ships began to fill his ears.  His men were going to be safe!

Tazo crumpled to the ground, exhausted, bleeding from internal injuries and coughing from heavy smoke inhalation.  Just as another Sirian ship landed beside his wounded vessel, he fell into a coma.  He died later of his wounds.  His men and his family grieved for this loss.  His brother, so far away from home, grieved also.

Commander Delos broke off contact with his dying brother.  He cried out silently, “Father!”

“I AM Chananda.  My son… you know?”  Delos felt the presence of his great Father surrounding him with a blanket of warm love and concern.

“Yes, I saw everything…”

“Ah… of course you would.  The binding ties of love are strong between the two of you.”

“Yes!”

Delos felt another presence intrude into his inner dialogue, “What has happened, Commander Delos?”

The Sirian looked around in confusion for a second or two and then regained his composure.  He nodded to the Pleiadian Commander, “Lord Lyonell, my brother has been wounded in battle.”

Lyonell’s golden eyes rested upon his Sirian companion with compassion.  “Is he gravely wounded?”

“Yes, sir,” replied the younger man. “He is dying.  They are taking him home to Sirust even now.”

Lyonell rested his heavy paw-like hand upon the Sirian’s slender shoulder, “Then you will be going home now?”

Delos looked up at the pale violet sky outside the viewing screen with its two pink moons and thought for a moment.  Then he turned to the Pleiadian, shaking his head fiercely, “No, sir… my Father will understand.  I must complete my training here with you.  I will honor my brother later.”

The shrewd golden eyes of the Pleiadian searched the young commander’s pale determined face.  He thought to himself, “Hmmm, our mutual enemy has made a mistake in attacking a member of this young man’s family…”

He was right.

Thus ends the third part of this Remembrance series.

I AM Sundeelia VaCoupe, Line Cmdr., of the Pleiadian Flagship, The White Winds.

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Line Cmdr. Sundeelia – Remembrance, Part 2 – “Commander Lyonell”

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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 over 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 board 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 black-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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Line Cmdr. Sundeelia: Remembrance

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Sundeelia – Remembrance

Well, I suppose some people are interested in what I have to say about life here on Earth…from the perspective of a Pleiadian angelic.  And there are many who would challenge my assertion that I’m a walk-in rather than an incarnated Earth human.  To the latter, I say, whatever.  Your opinions mean nothing to me.  I know who and what I AM.

Outwardly life has been excessively quiet.  I was involved in a long-term project which has wound down for the time being, but which might spring to life at any moment.  All I can do is be patient.

On the inner clearing level, last Monday I reached another level of remembrance about the ancient galactic wars that some call the Orion Wars or Star Wars.  I now remember my three main lifetimes within that long ago period which echoes across time and space as you, my dear Earth humans, are in the midst of the final cleanup of that same war.  This was verified to me by two great Beings whom I trust and love, Lord Jychrondria and Lady Claudine, both kin from the Pleiades.

For those who are curious, you can access a short excerpt of my first lifetime in my short story, “Star Wars: The Last Patrol”, https://bluedragonjournal.com/sundeelia/sundeelia-star-wars-the-last-patrol/.

Since writing “The Last Patrol”, I have learned more about that life and those who were a part of it.  In fact, I have met and now know of a few people who played important roles in that first lifetime on Sirius A.  One was my mate, another was my sister-in-law, and another was my as yet unborn child, who was posthumously born after my death in space.

To understand the trauma suffered by I and my family members during the initial start of that series of wars, you must come to an understanding of the beyond ancient culture of Sirius A.  For starters, you must understand that certain castes within the Sirian society still practice, to this day, the custom of “suttee”.  The British first encountered this practice in India among high caste Hindu, especially in the Hindu Indian states.  Where did this practice originate?  The Sirian star system.

Long ago, Lord Krishna and his Sirian people colonized the region of India.  The ancient customs of their homeworld became the new customs of this star colony.  The roots of East Indian civilization are very old, indeed.  At one time, most Indians had Sirian ancestry.  Many still do.

Suttee, Sanskrit sati (“good woman” or “chaste wife”), the Indian custom of a wife immolating herself either on the funeral pyre of her dead husband or in some other fashion soon after his death. Although never widely practiced, suttee was the ideal of womanly devotion held by certain Brahman and royal castes. Encyclopedia Britannica, https://www.britannica.com/topic/suttee

So… suttee, in India is now a forbidden practice, yet it remains an active practice on Sirius A.  The reason I have been given to understand is that when Sirians are born, they come in knowing their purpose and soul agreements for the present life.  The agreements include who they are to mate.  When the husband dies, whether from an accident, old age or in battle, the wife is expected to step onto the cremation platform and immolate herself.  Apparently, if the woman chooses not to do this, she is, in effect, excommunicated and will probably need to leave Sirius A, as she has questioned ancient practice and custom.  If, however, the woman dies first, the man is not required to commit suttee.  When the male mate dies, the woman’s life is shortened and she will soon fall ill and eventually die in great pain.  It is considered more saintly to step into the fires and prepare to be reborn in a future life.   The Sirians are well aware of reincarnation and the roles that each of us takes in our lifetimes together.

So, perhaps you can guess the fate of my mate?  When my twin and I died in the explosion that destroyed our small starship, both of our mates were required to commit sutee.  This had long been and still is the current practice among high caste Sirians.  What was perhaps worst for my mate was the fact that she was bearing our child, a daughter.  After our daughter was born, my mate entered the fires and died.  The deaths did not end there.  Our family also lost the brother to my mate and her sister, as well as the promised to my younger sister.  Since my sister had not yet mated, she was spared the ordeal of suttee, but she also decided never to marry.  Instead, she dedicated her life to bringing up the daughters of my twin and I.  Also, my elder brother from that lifetime played surrogate father to our daughters.  Today, all the players of this ancient family are being reunited, some as Eagles of Archangel Michael, and some as incarnated starseeds on Earth… as well as I and my sister, Pleiadian walk-ins.  We all know well that death is not the end of life.  Life continues as our storylines weave with that of other souls, through this quadrant and others.

Obviously, for some of the participants of this story, there is still some residual trauma.  I am myself now even clearing my own.  Each individual is responsible for clearing their trauma when it comes up for examination.  This process doesn’t mean you have to re-experience the entire proceedings of your death.  However, I tend to see everything, like I am viewing a movie.  Typically, tears will fall as the emotions pour forth, but I soon regain my composure.  And as I remember I become more whole and healed.  Now I can understand why I was unable to process the deep grief and guilt I felt at leaving my mate to her fate and my child in the hands, although capable, of another relative.  My death and hers were not my fault.

As a recent walk-in, I know some readers might have some difficulty understanding why I am here and why I am working on ancient trauma from various episodes of a war seemingly long forgotten, certainly by humanity.

Well, to answer the questions, I will say that Earth is currently experiencing the final wrap-up of the ancient Star Wars.  The “enemy” is here.  Having died at their hands, I recognize the energy signature and frequency of the Belials, who once attacked my homeworld and those of our galactic allies.  The same beings that are regarded as “the elite” on this planet are those who carry some of the blood of their forebears, the Belials.  Some of these beings are not even human but are capable of shapeshifting enough to hide their true identities as extraterrestrial interlopers.  Others have mixed their blood with Earth humans, whom they regard as inferior and subservient to their own kind.  The aggressive nature of these interlopers has been introduced into the human genome by genetic engineering. All of these unnatural and uninvited beings are in the process of being removed from this solar system.  As the true Earth humans awaken to the fact that their world has been invaded from within, they are finally taking steps to remove these enemies of humanity.  You will know them, the Belials, through their works, their service-to-self nature, and their absolute disdain for the human virtues such as humility, compassion, and cooperation.

Tomorrow, I shall continue on with my personal story of the ancient Star Wars in Part II – Remembrance.

I AM Line Cmdr. Sundeelia VaCoupe, of the Pleiadian flagship, The White Winds

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Line Cmdr. Sundeelia: More on Healing Ancient Trauma

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Line Cmdr. Sundeelia:  More on Healing Ancient Trauma

Recently, it was brought to my attention and awareness of how ancient trauma affects one’s bodies during a present incarnation.  While I am what you might call a “special case” being a walk-in and not actually incarnated upon Earth. The vehicle in which a portion of my consciousness now resides was the vehicle of my sister who has recently reblended and ascended Home.  As a consequence, I am here clearing up what portion remains of my sister’s karma or trauma and that of my own, specifically originating in the ancient Galactic or Orion Wars (aka Star Wars).

I have been told that my sister and I have been twins in past incarnations from Sirius A.  At the time, we were twin brothers.  Recently, I have met individuals who are reincarnated members of our family then.  So, as a consequence, the memories are beginning to flow and unfold, which are, in turn, leading to the healing of some of the consequences suffered during the great wars that tore across this Galaxy long, long, ago and not so very far away.

One physical consequence of the misadventures from the Star Wars was my body’s bronchial condition.  In 2014, Tazjma (aka Eliza Ayres) developed a bad case of acute bronchitis which kept her from work for two weeks.  She suffered through yet another bout early in 2016 after flying back from the East Coast.  And this past winter and well into spring, I was dealing with chronic coughing and wheezing, as well as some related fevers and exhaustion.  My condition did not seem to be improving much until my sister, RaNia, and I “tuned” into the cause, core, record, and memory of the original trauma… It was a case of smoke inhalation experienced when the starship of my then brother, Commander Tazo, crashed upon a planet under siege by the enemy.  My brother was eventually rescued but died later of his wounds.  Since he died shortly after the trauma was experienced, he was unable to clear the records (forgive the perpetrators by utilizing the Violet Flame) therefore the memory of the trauma was held within his (now “her”) light body through successive incarnations.

The bronchial condition cleared up for about two weeks but seems to be coming back.  My other sister, RaNia, informs me that another “layer” is coming up for clearing.  Much like peeling an onion, this clearing process takes diligence, time, patience, and focus.

Though I am in the process of clearing these old records from my light body and that of my sister’s, those individuals who are truly incarnated upon this plane also have the option of doing similar work.

While my sister was completing her mission here just months prior to ascending, she woke up one day with the names of five historical figures in her consciousness.  She lost a couple of the names in the process of waking up but managed to record three and then looked up to see what she could find out.  At least two of these incarnations were and are still controversial in historical records, but Tazjma wasn’t surprised too much.  She was long a student of history, especially British history and specifically, Tudor history.  She had two lifetimes that were greatly affected by the Tudors, which I will not share here.  And many others during other historical and prehistorical periods of British life.  In all, Tazjma spent about 25,000 years upon this planet, as an emissary of Light.  And in the course of all those years and incarnations, she incurred some karma.  By the time she ascended Home, through hard work and focus, she had succeeded in clearing 85% of that same karma.  Now it was my turn to carry on the work.  As a former twin of hers, I was more than willing and highly honored to come here for a short time on Earth as it is far easier and quicker to clear old records on this plane than it is at Home in the higher dimensions.

One who is interested in clearing old records of trauma from their light bodies can simply begin to pay attention to what interests and pursuits draw your curiosity.  If that doesn’t work, notice what movies you are drawn to watch.  Are they primarily science fiction, romance, costume dramas, science, comedy?  Perhaps there is a clue which you can pursuit if you feel drawn to clearing old karma and trauma.

I certainly would encourage everyone reading these words to consider the value of clearing old records.  As a walk-in, I have been granted an unusual gift of being able to work on these clearings as the second part of a “tag-team” endeavor by my sister, Tazjma, and myself.  Tazjma has done her part and now I am here completing the clearing for the both of us.  As a result, Tazjma will not be required to return to this planet to complete her remaining karmic debt (less than 10% now) and I will have succeeded in clearing my old traumatic memories from the ancient star wars.

There are many ways you can use to clear the old records, even if you are not aware of the source(s)  First, simply call on your Guardian Angels and/or guides to assist in clearing old trauma back to its “original source”, cause, core, record, and memory.  While you are visualizing that being done call upon the Violet Flame Angels to assist you on running this cleansing and transmuting Flame through your four lower bodies.  If you are particularly sensitive to energies, you may sense or even “see” the Violet Flame as it works.  If you do not feel anything, don’t worry, the Violet Flame is sentient and knows what to do and where to go.

As an adjunct to the cleansing work of the Violet Flame, you can call on Archangel Michael and his legions to cut you free of any remaining karmic ties between individuals who have been involved in past life occurrences and/or lives which resulted in trauma for you… or for them.  Remember, most of the humans incarnated upon the planet have been involved at some level on both “sides” of the fence, dark and light.  You may have been traumatized and used by “dark” team or have fought and killed them in the past; there is no blame as all experience is useful for the development of the mature soul.

The important thing to remember is that you, all of you, are more powerful than you may yet realize.  Do not seek to judge yourself or others around you for you do not know what lies hidden within their heart.  More than likely, it is pain carried over from lifetime to lifetime, which tends to attract similar experiences in this life until you are willing to surrender up the victimization energy to Source.

Ascension is about self-mastery, first and foremost.  When you can master your own emotional and mental bodies, then perhaps you are ready to teach others.  And do not assume you have attained greater mastery than others.  Humility, gratitude and a willingness to learn from life are necessary for the truly spiritual among us.  The rest is all show.

Know that I am not here among you to be a teacher of the many.  Those who are open to my words can benefit, but it is entirely your choice, and I am not responsible if you choose to ignore my suggestions or those of other worthy teachers.  I do have one word of caution:  There are some who present themselves as “ascension guides” who are not qualified to hold such a title.  Ascension or soul evolution is to be done by the individual utilizing INNER guidance not being a member of an “ascension clique” which is nothing but a cult of personality and ego.  Learn and observe from many sources, but ALWAYS follow your own individual guidance system to direct where YOU need to go.  Exercise your free will and take responsibility for all choices.  The ascension path of dear Lady Tazjma was a zigzag one, but one that ultimately guided her Home to the Pleiades, to her beloved mate and children.

Rest easy in the arms of the Beloved, your own Christ Self, for you are truly loved.

I AM Line Cmdr. Sundeelia Kumara VaCoupe, of the Pleiadian Flagship, The White Winds.

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Line Cmdr. Sundeelia: Observations on a Changing World

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Sundeelia:  Observations on a Changing World

First things first – Blue Dragon Journal has been in existence now for SIX years!  And in those six years, there have been so many changes, ups, downs, ins, and outs.  Right now, I have the honor of continuing as editor and sometimes contributing author of the blog, continuing on with the work started by my Pleiadian sister Tazjma Amariah Kumara, better known to the world by her pen name, “Eliza Ayres”.  I’m not surprised if people, even long-time readers have had some difficulty in keeping up with the alterations of style and content, but this blog continues to be a daily endeavor on my part.  I suspect that further changes are in the wings for the near future, but only time will tell, so I hope you all will continue reading.   (Donations towards the upkeep of this blog via Paypal are cheerfully accepted.  A social security stipend only goes so far…)

Next, as a Pleiadian walk-in, I happen to view things on this planet with a totally different perspective.  Only this morning when re-posting someone else’s work, I noticed a bit of attitude coming from one author who claims to have broken out of “the matrix” by the ousting of their guides and any connection with angels and masters.  When I posted a comment along with the re-post they were quick to “agree to disagree” with me and accused me of “espousing New Age” propaganda.  My first comment stated:

“Interesting, save you cannot “oust” your true Guides as they are contracted with you for Life. They will back away, but always be near once you are ready to reconnect. There are many moments during the Ascension process when one feels quite lonely or even angry at Spirit. However, Spirit and your soul Family NEVER judge you in return. This phase of rebirth will pass into another one that is more expansive. Meanwhile, shield accordingly and remain centered, as the journey can be bumpy.”

Immediately upon my posting another comment of disagreement which frankly questioned their grasp on truth, I felt an energetic attack on my solar plexus.  The person in question (and they are certainly not alone) was perhaps upset that I would disagree with their assessment.  However, I fully understand what they are currently going through as my own sister, Lady Taz, passed through a similar nihilistic stage where she thought she was deserted by her guides and star family.  She wasn’t deserted.  There are just times when guides and family need to withdraw a bit until the human ego restabilizes.  I’ve gone through a similar experience myself, soon after taking over command of this physical vessel.  I attempted to send my Eagles away and felt totally rejected and lost on this strange planet.  I was soon reassured that no one went anywhere and that I was loved.  In short, we can always shut the Door on Spirit, but it will never shut the door on us.

(BTW, in case you are looking for that little interchange, I have taken down the post upon receiving that unpleasant psychic attack and unfollowed the blog in question.  It is not mine to share which one; they know who they are.  I have also strengthened my personal shielding and moved on.)

The immense pull of duality exists on this planet.  Some so-called lightworkers advocate being in a constant state of positivity… pushing away and denying the existence of any negative forces.  They are living in denial of their own inner darkness that requires clearing before they can rise up in frequency.

Others are even in more denial about the existence of beings that have been assisting humanity in raising up its frequency levels and returning to Christ Consciousness.  It is a fact, although certainly not one that you will find in mass media sources or conventional science, that higher dimensional beings do exist and that most of us have a Higher Self.  I should know as I have personally interfaced with them, felt their presence, spoken to them, and have been able to identify their energies as being known to me.

Yes, this world has been subjected to invasion and control by an alien force.  That control is gradually breaking down as the awareness of humanity increases.  How fast these changes will occur rests entirely upon the people who live here, not on visitors such as me.  After all, I did not incarnate here.  Although I am here working to release any remaining karmic ties on behalf of my ascended sister, Lady Taz, I am also pursuing the release of old trauma from my own experiences and many deaths during the ancient Star Wars or what is coming to be known as the “galactic wars”.  As I release this suppressed trauma, more of my light can be anchored here.  In the future, I will be able to serve this planet in many ways under the direction of my mentors, Lady Claudine, Lady Hope, Lord Zadkiel, and many other great Beings.

Despite what my detractor stated, I am not espousing the belief system (propaganda) of the New Age.  That “philosophy” or new religion was created by the CIA as a distraction from the true path of initiation that every aspirant of ascension should be following.  The Path is not a pleasant or easy path as one must face up to the inner darkness and the fight that the ego will put up resisting moving forward.  Once one arrives at an inner semblance of calm, an inner window opens up, the heart and mind expand and you can see and feel vistas that are unavailable to those who are still lost within the domain of those who disbelieve in Source or feel forever separate from Source energy.

You cannot be separate from the energy that gives you the ability to breathe, move, think, or feel.  It is your own soul essence that gives vitality and life to the physical body… a temporary vehicle that will remain here with the Earth when it is time for your soul to move on in its journey.  Despite what has been taught in the New Age religion and the older Piscean one of Christianity, there is no physical ascension as the soul essence that is present here on Earth is but a fraction of what exists in the higher dimensions.  The three lower bodies, the mental, emotional, and the physical belong to the planet.  When you leave, you do not take your human personality along with you, only those experiences and gifts garnered during your stay here.

All persons here, even those who claim to be this or that Master, are only a fragment of their Higher Self.  No human being can continue within this low-frequency world past the embodiment of fifth-dimensional frequency.  It is more difficult for higher dimensional beings to live here than it is for us to ascend to their level.  This is one reason you will NOT see any Pleiadian ships landing here any time soon.  The atmosphere of Earth is just too toxic and heavy for our more refined bodies.  I remind my readers that only a small part of my soul essence is present here, less than 10%.  The rest is within my Pleiadian vessel, fully functional as a crew member of The White Winds.

Higher Beings have explained to I and my sister that to descend into physical vessels upon Earth is an excruciating experience.  Since taking over this physical vessel, I have come to understand how difficult it can be to simply be here.  And I feel the same impact from the incoming waves of photonic and cosmic energies that are actively transforming and realigning the DNA of every living being upon Earth… at least those who are not actively fighting the effects.  For there are those who are in full resistance, the controllers (the global elite), their minions, and those who are unwilling or unable to overcome and move through the ancient karmic debris that is being systematically uncovered during this powerful period of transition.  Being here is very different than dispassionately viewing your world from the comfortable viewing deck of The White Winds, very different.

As an active crew member of the Pleiadian Outer Fleet, I can hardly apologize for being aware of higher dimensional beings.  I am one, a Pleiadian Violet Flame Angel, daughter of Lord Zadkiel, Archangel of the Seventh Ray and sponsor of the new Golden Age.  I am what I am.

Despite all that… which is rich food indeed for many to accept upon Earth (your opinion doesn’t change fact!) I can empathize with the feelings of confusion and bewilderment of many on this planet.  Keep in mind and in your heart that you have not been abandoned, but a lot of the “work” is up to you to undergo.  Ascension is not a given.  It will NOT be handed to you by a wave of cosmic energy or by a self-proclaimed “guru” or “ascension teacher”.  Those who do not meet the criteria for ascension… which is simply to rise in frequency… will be moved to other planets most likely in another quadrant there to continue on with soul lessons as needed.  Spirit does not judge and is eternally compassionate, but soul evolution is up to the individually focused awareness that experiences life as “you”.

The Earth or Terra as we call her, ensouled by a beautiful Being called Gaia Sophia, has requested that as many of her “children” be allowed to stay with her as she ascends back to the Fifth Dimension.  This request has been granted and many other spiritual dispensations granted to enable those who wish to ascend to do so.  This is a unique opportunity for soul growth, one that has never been given before according to those higher beings with whom I and my sister have contact…our extended Soul Family.

Earth is a unique planet and the lynchpin for the ascension of the remainder of this quadrant of creation.  All depends on her…and so we wait breathlessly watching humanity reawaken to their power of creativity, of co-creation with their planet and the Elemental Kingdoms.  It is possible to be free.  You just need to believe in yourself, your world, and the existence of worlds beyond your comprehension.  In time more will be revealed but it up to each one of you to reopen that inner eye that can see beyond the limitations of your current circumstances.  Meanwhile, carry hope and faith that true freedom will come to this world someday soon.

May all of you, readers old and new, be blessed by the sacred energies of Solstice.

Namasté,

I AM Line Cmdr. Sundeelia “Sunny” VaCoupe

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Facets of Wisdom: On Surrendering to the Love that You Are

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Facets of Wisdom: On Surrendering to the Love that You Are

by Eliza Ayres

Note to Reader:  These “facets” are based on some of the writings of my elder sister Tazjma VaCoupe.  I have edited this facet to reflect more of my own story.

Due to my experience in many lifetimes as a warrior, I have also experienced many dark timelines. The wisdom and experience gained as a warrior has allowed me to ground more deeply and to work harder with the process of integration light and dark. However, this intensity and determination come with a price, an unwillingness or inability to truly heal the darkest core of my being which has prevented my being able to evolve beyond my present level of attainment.

I understand the dualistic nature of combat and the amount of suppressed trauma that a warrior can take home if s/he survives and has to put aside often before it has a chance to heal due to the need to function in peacetime.  Only during the Galactic Wars with the Orion Empire, I wasn’t given a chance to heal.  I died twice as a male and then again as a female.  Those wounds have never been allowed to heal up until now with this rare opportunity given me due to volunteering to act as a walk-in on behalf of my sister Tazjma VaCoupe who has now ascended Home.

Typically the active process of the healing ensues when my other sister, RaNia VaCoupe and I are together.  We will be chatting about something and a word, a phrase or an image will trigger a sudden remembrance often accompanied by an outpouring of tears.  Letting go and allowing the tears are sometimes difficult, but I’m coming to a place where I trust the process that I am undergoing.  There comes a point when anyone on the path to mastery must surrender and allow the energies of the Higher Self to come in. This is when you let go of the need to understand – which comes from your lower mind attempting to direct the process – as well as releasing whatever fears come up.

There are moments of doubt, whole hours of feeling anger rising up… and then, suddenly comes a brilliant moment of surrender and understanding.

I have been told that I possess a great heart flame. Yet, as a warrior, this flame has been buried behind a very effective barrier… at least until I experienced a recent series of illness this year.  As a Pleiadian, I am more accustomed to my highly evolved refined body that I wear when Home. Even though I have been on Earth for over a year now, I am not still not used to having a vehicle that doesn’t function at full capacity all of the time.  In adjusting to this older Earth model,  I have had to surrender, physically, to the process of allowing this body to recover further complicated by the need to also give it an opportunity to integrate the higher frequencies stemming from the intensification of the cosmic and photonic frequencies arriving on the planet’s surface daily.

Love… shouldn’t be a foreign thing to me, since I am both Venusian and Pleiadian, two worlds imbued with the highest frequencies of Love. Yet, I have felt estranged from this natural experience of love, put off by other’s attempts to express their love for me, perhaps because I did not feel that I loved them back or felt somehow worthy.  The reluctance stems, in part, from the unhealed trauma suffered during the ancient Star Wars, which I have discussed here in other articles.

Obviously, there is something buried deep that has finally begun to emerge and the process of my illness allowed me to relax my guard enough to allow it to come forth for healing and to open to love.

Surrendering to love is allowing yourself to integrate the highest and purest essences of your Higher Self into your physical being. It is to allow those energies to braid through your etheric, emotional and mental bodies.

This love is not about romance, getting married, having a relationship, being a friend, yet it encompasses all those things and a lot more. This is the love that is the foundation of your being, your truth, your self-revealed before Father-Mother God. It is how they see you at all times, and it slowly becomes how you see and feel about yourself.  It is an unconditional love that brings full acceptance of what you are NOW.

Surrendering to love is to come to a place where you can finally acknowledge that you have gifts that you can share. I hope that sharing my process is opening up a window of understanding for others, not to judge themselves by what I have or have not accomplished, but to know that we need to allow our body to slowly incorporate the energies and to be kind to ourselves while undergoing these tremendous changes.

I am still opening up to the idea that I can even love or be loved by others… but there it is. Surrendering has allowed me to open up to a tremendous healing and to release the darkness that has been within since the terrible day we watched in horror to see an entire planet destroyed by a new enemy and then died ourselves in fire and flame.

The experience of trauma creates a connection between the victim and the perpetrator.  Only by forgiving self and forgiving the perpetrator(s) can you be cut free forever.  Until you are able to do this it is as if there is a stone in your heart weighing you down.  Try as you will, until the wound is fully healed within the emotional and mental bodies, there will be no going forward with your spiritual evolution.

Forgiveness does not mean that you approve of what has been done to you or others.  It simply means that you have succeeded in dissolving the emotional/mental burden on your end.  What happens to the others involved is their issue.  You do not have to continue to have anyone who has hurt you in the past in your life, although you can forgive them for what they have done so you are set free from any karmic repercussions in future timelines.

Now, I can reintegrate what was put aside then and allow the darkness and the accompanying hurt and trauma to dissipate in the cleansing energies of the Violet / Purple Flame and the healing and soothing energies of the Pink Flame of Active Intelligence.

Now I can dispassionately look at what I still need to release and allow that to happen by calling on my Higher Self to assist me, as well as the Pleiadian and Sirian lords and ladies who have been with me of late, as well as the Archangels Michael and Zadkiel.

Love comes first and then the wisdom within unfolds. You cannot reach the higher mind through your intellect; you must first go through the heart center. It is a simple but profound truth that we all eventually come to understand. And until you can successfully open your heart center you will not evolve.

So, now, I am in the process of allowing the love of my Higher Self to fill up the areas where the darkness has been released, to bind up and heal the wounds, and to purge all remaining dark energies from out of my etheric, emotional and mental bodies. This process won’t be accomplished in a day or a month but will continue on even as I undergo my higher initiations in the Light and gain in mastery.

Namaste,

Sundeelia

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Facet of Wisdom: On Healing Deep Trauma

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Facets of Wisdom: On Healing Deep Trauma

Written and edited by Sundeelia and Tazjma Kumara VaCoupe

Note to the new reader:  These “facets” are taken from writing by the original editor of this blog, my Pleiadian sister Tazjma Amariah Kumara VaCoupe.  She ascended fully over a year ago and returned Home.  As a walk-in (you can read more about my story on the page labeled “Line Cmdr. Sundeelia”) I’ve taken over the editing and occasional writing duties of this blog.  Recently, I was encouraged by one of my Pleiadian mentors to write shorter versions focused on one topic.  In keeping with this “assignment”, I am currently presenting these facets of wisdom for your enjoyment.  Keep in mind, the subjects being touched upon are quite complex, but it is best to keep things simple as these times are difficult enough for most of us.  True spirituality is simple and straight-forward.  Complexity simply breeds confusion and in some dependency.  As ascension and soul evolution is about self-mastery, depending on others to do the work or to give us all the answers simply doesn’t work.  I encourage you to read extensively, to journal, and to question everything.  Keep an open mind and develop an open heart.

Tazjma – On Healing Deep Trauma

Few people are willing to face the darkness and move through it. It frightens them. I know this in my heart and I was born holding a great deal of fear in my body, yet I found the inner strength to move through it. And it is this strength, this courage, the light of my heart, that assists me in continuing to release the vestiges of deep and ancient trauma, from many lifetimes of suffering at the hands of the dark ones… or in acting out dark roles myself. We must forgive, release and move on, but I am discovering that for many there arises a great deal of resistance to going there, with the resulting acting out with irrational behaviors. It is a time to act with patience, both with self and with others who are now encountering the darkest longest-held secrets of their beings.

What is going on for many lightworkers right now on a conscious level, depending on their level of awareness, is the cleansing and releasing of some really deep trauma related to the fall of both Atlantis and Lemuria. When the dark ones from the destroyed planet of Marduk arrived as souls upon this planet, it was with great compassion that the soul of our world, GAIA, accepted them without question, sincerely believing that they were contrite and would do everything to rise again in their frequency levels to match the vibratory level of the planet. It didn’t work out that way and all of us fell into darkness as a consequence.

Note from Sundeelia:  I might add that many lightworkers and people incarnated upon the planet also have deeply embedded soul memories from the ancient galactic wars, memories that have been up until now repressed.  However, with the incoming photonic and cosmic light, these memories are now reactivating causing confusion in those who still carry them in their light bodies.

Now, as the light intensifies and drives the shadows from the corners in which they have successfully hidden for centuries, each individual is also confronted by their personal shadows, the dweller on the threshold. This dweller is the sum total of all miscreations of your own making, as well as those traumatic experiences that have been heaped upon you by darker souls. In fact, none of this shadowy material is actually “you”, the divine you, but what you have come to believe, through conditioning by fear, is the real human being.

A dear friend of mine shared an insight of her own with me this morning, one so simple yet remarkably profound. For all our lifetimes here since the fall, we have been lead to believe that hatred is the polar opposite of love. Instead, my friend recognized in a pure moment of clarity is that fear is the polar opposite of love, not hatred. Think on that for a moment. Your ego or lower mind may not understand, but your heart will, of that I am sure.

Hatred is a product of fear. Hatred has been used as a tool to divide people, from their own divinity, from their connection to source… and knowing the vulnerability of lightworkers, the dark forces used hatred to turn the lighted ones against themselves. Self-hatred is the hardest of locks to break free of, but free yourself you must in order to continue onward with ascension.

One of the ways to control the population was through the institution of religion. Think for a moment of all the terrible deeds that have been done in the name of God through the centuries. Do you really think for one moment that Mother/Father God so hated their children that they would attempt to separate them through hatred and the use of violence against those who identified with another “god”, religion or belief system? This misappropriation of the seed teachings of lighted ones through the centuries has been an important piece of the arsenal used against mankind. Its purpose was to drive permanent wedges between peoples of different races, cultures, and traditions. And it worked, and in many cases, still appears to be working, but won’t for very much longer.

So we have a thoroughly confused humanity controlled by dark entities. So who is going to save them (us)? Well, we are… by freeing ourselves from the bonds which were placed upon us by the same dark entities who still are here today. We are more mature beings having walked through the shadowed places. As the light increases on the planet, so does our desire to step free of our self-hatred and to release our fears. However, to do so, you must also be willing to open the doors of the unconscious mind and release all the dark thought-forms that hide there, like black bats in a belfry…

We have been cursed by the presence of vampires among us, who feed upon our dark emotions and torture us with etheric implants that are still existent in our etheric bodies, carried from lifetime to lifetime until removed by a qualified healer. And those who do not carry implants still carry vestiges of trauma buried deep in our flesh that must be removed consciously by the ones who carry it.

Note from Sundeelia:  Be VERY careful in choosing a psychic healer.  There are currently many under-trained, over-confident healers who have no idea what they’re dealing with when they encounter the deeply embedded implants from Atlantis.  Jerking or pulling these implants out without proper care can actually cause damage to the lower bodies – you will feel pain and injury as a result.  And beware the fake healer who actually adds more implants to their clients.  Some are conscious tools of the dark; others are unconscious accessories to the commission of these insidious acts of violence and oppression.  I am not a healer here, as that is not my mission, but I have observed a truly talented healer who does know what she is doing, acting as a conduit for the healing energies of healing Angels.  No one who is a true healer on this planet does the work themselves; they anchor the energy of healing through their body and allow the body of the patient to do the rest.

To release your inner demons and transmute the dark energy into light, use the Violet Flame. It is better than soap for cleansing the etheric, mental and emotional bodies. And don’t forget to use physical means to cleanse and clear your physical temple of toxins and poisons that we have all taken on as a result of living in a highly polluted environment.  This includes eating “clean” and organic food, doing meditation, getting exercise, going out in Nature, doing periodic cleanses and fasting…all tools used for generations of spiritually inclined people.

Note from Sundeelia: I would add the daily use of psychic shielding (see Archangel Michael’s page on this website for his Shield and Ring-pass-not here).  There are some lightworkers who scoff at the idea of shielding and would rather open their chakra system to all comers.  May I respectfully remind them that now is not the time to do such a foolish act as Dark Team is actively attacking any and all lightworkers and even some whom I have called friend has been taken completely over by dark entities.  It is not a pleasant experience to witness and the attacks that take place as a result certainly have motivated me to utilize the tools given to us by Archangel Michael for our own benefit and physical safety.

That’s it for this facet of wisdom.  Let me know if any of these excerpts are helpful to you, the reader, by commenting below.

Namaste,

Tazjma and Sundeelia Kumara VaCoupe

Photo Credit:  Eliza Ayres, “Sunflower”, taken on a walk in Walla Walla, Washington

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Facets of Wisdom – On Self-Love

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Facets of Wisdom – On Self-Love

Written and edited by Sundeelia VaCoupe

My sister Tazjma VaCoupe wrote many things before she ascended Home.  Here are some of her thoughts on self-love, a concept that confuses many people since they have been conditioned not to love self, thinking it is selfish, and “you should always think about others before yourself.”  In a way, that is true, but the key to service is to love self first and through the understanding you gain about your own humanity, you learn compassion for other people.  When you can extend compassion and acceptance of the choices of others, you are extending it to yourself as well.

Only through self-love, self-acceptance, and self-knowledge can you truly understand what it is to be human.  Then and only then you can truly serve humanity with an open heart and unconditional love.  Your acceptance of the choices of others does not mean that you necessarily agree with them, or will not oppose them if they infringe on your own sovereignty and that of others, but you accept the right to each individual to make choices due to the existence of free will on this planet.  This is an act of acceptance of all that you have had to go through to reach the capacity to feel unconditional love about your own circumstances and choices.

Now on to the words of Lady Taz:

“Self-love… when you fully love self, you do not feel the judgments of others and likewise, you do not judge others as wanting, which is a consequence of projecting your inner feelings out into the world around you. Obviously, I understand this intellectually, but still, there emerges this kind of “stuff” to be looked at, hopefully dispassionately, but certainly with interest. In, “like, why am I still doing that?”

We’re human and as humans, we have taken on quite a load of s**t to turn into usable compost, reformatted and transmuted as energy for the good of the world. Love does have to enter into the process as being the only solvent to dissolve self-hatred and transmute it into self-love. (The highest essence of “love” is the Violet Flame that will dissolve, transmute, and transform hatred and fear into love).

Without loving self, you cannot truly love others. And without loving others, you cannot fully serve unconditionally. If the tiniest particle of self-hatred and/or resentment remains, there is always a condition about your love and your service to others.

If you believe that you are worthy to receive the love that you are love and capable of giving love, then your world will begin to reflect those qualities back to you within the interactions you have with those around you in your daily life. I get the oddest smiles from people I don’t know! And give them a big smile, back!

Love is all there is. Love is where it’s “at”. Learn to love self. Meanwhile, I’ll do my best and attempt the same. Shouldn’t give advice on something I haven’t tried on myself!”

There we are.  Let me know if these tidbits are helpful in the Comment section.  Meanwhile, enjoy the unfolding of spring in the northern latitudes and autumn in the south.

Namaste,

Sundeelia and Tazjma VaCoupe

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Sundeelia: On Walking the Inner Paths of Being

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Sundeelia:  On Walking the Inner Paths of Being

Left in charge of a wonderful treasury of wisdom regarding self-mastery, ascension, and life, I have been given the task of sharing these words from Tazjma with new readers, in a shortened version.  Both Lady Taz and I tend to wax poetic or lengthy when it comes to writing, often mixing different topics and themes into one article.  In this article, we are addressing the self-mastery that comes with a gradual acceptance and knowledge of self.

Lady Taz begins: “I am in the process of actively letting go of the need to respond or react to confrontation. I am in the process of consciously choosing to go with peace, forgiveness, and compassion in every decision, every move, and every action that takes me through the day.

This journey is all about self-mastery, not the mastery of others. As I teach myself, what I feel about self is reflected out into my world and does affect the people and animals with which I interact. They can choose to reject my peace, reject my person, reject what I am and it no longer affects “me”, for I have discovered that inner source of peace, the emanations of my high heart chakra.

Without saying a word, I teach.

With presenting my truth as I see it by living it, I assist others to “see” the truth, if they are willing to look there. If they aren’t (which will be dependent on their frequency level) then I let go of the need to convince them. Each person is what they are at the moment, free to choose and to act as they see fit. If their actions do not suit me, I can walk away, unless I have to deal with it in an official capacity. However, even then, while utilizing the laws and rules that I must live by within my professional setting, I am aware of their short-comings (of the laws/rules), too.

Recently, I have found myself stepping away from a need or desire to interact with others to the degree that I was once. I came to see my reactive moods as being an indication that I needed to do some personal work on myself and leave off correcting others. I have endeavored to open my heart chakra and to refine my awareness of when I get unbalanced so that I might quickly forgive myself and anyone who is acting as an active mirror in reflecting that which needs to be worked upon.”

Sundeelia adds: “I have also come to understand that not all those “mirrors” are about me.  There are many deeply traumatized people in this world of ours who do not realize the depth of their pain, for they are always attempting to deaden it or project blame onto others.  They fear to look within and examine their own thoughts, why, I’m not sure, as I have found this method of self-analysis to be extremely helpful.  I have become mindful of what I am thinking, judging, or reacting to when interfacing with another person or group of people.  And I have chosen to be very selective about who I allow into my personal space.  I crave alone time, quiet time, time to reflect and to enjoy simple pleasures.”

Lady Taz continues: “You might see this intricate and delicate inner work like standing on the fulcrum of a seesaw, allowing one end to drop and then moving slightly to bring the whole back to center. It also allows for the ebb and flow that inevitably comes as a result of the natural rhythms of heaven and earth, which are also reflected in the inner world of our own personal microcosm.”

Sundeelia: “Self-mastery comes when you come to know yourself very well when you can identify what “you” is and what is not.  Stray thoughts come and go.  Many are not generated from your own mind but belong to the collective in which you have your current existence.  You are not personally responsible for those strays.  Let them flow through your consciousness and let them go.  Then, there are those energetic attacks that inevitably come when one displays independence of thought and action.  Acknowledge these also, but know that you do not have to accept them; they can be returned to sender, especially if you utilize the Shield of Archangel Michael and His Ring-pass-not.  Know that these are also not yours, but a negative acknowledgment that your vibrational frequency is out of alignment with what might be deemed comfortable by those who are still asleep around you.  This is not meant to be proof of your superiority as some more ego-driven personalities tend to think, but a call for your unconditional love and compassion to flow forth despite the reactions of these individuals, for as Yeshua stated, “They know not what they do.”

Meet hatred with love and disinterest.  It will drive others crazy, but your quiet smile might get one or two other people thinking about what is different about you.  Unconsciously, they might even begin to emulate your behavior…or not.

As a lightworker, you are here to raise the frequency of the planet by being yourself, quietly.  There is no need to collect followers, teach classes, or write books unless any one of those is a particular assignment or mission as it were.  You will know if they are if you listen to your heart’s guidance.

Walking the inner paths of being can be a lonely path, but it will take you to places that are seldom experienced by those who constantly look to others for their salvation and for all the answers to their questions regarding life.

When it is time to know something, if you listen to your heart, it will be known.”

I hope you’ve enjoyed this short exploration of an inner world where people seldom tread.

Namaste,

Line Cmdr. Sundeelia and  Lady Tazjma VaCoupe.

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Sundeelia: Volcanic Memories

A picturesque view of clouds of ash oozing from the

Sundeelia:  Volcanic Memories

While I am a “walk-in” and not incarnated upon this planet, the physical vehicle still holds memories of what has gone on before, in this lifetime and others.  Esoteric teachings would call these “memories” part of the Akash for the soul who once resided within the auric field, the lower bodies of the light body.  I’m specifically calling up the emotional memories and traumas experienced by my sister, Tazjma, as part of my “mission” in being here is to assist in clearing these up so she will not be compelled to reincarnate on this planet in the future.

One of these memories stems from an event that hit worldwide headlines nearly forty years ago, the volcanic eruption of Mt. St. Helens on May 18, 1980.

Since I’m still in recovery mode from another recent bout of “illness”, I have found myself watching YouTube videos.  Since I can only take so much of political-related videos, I was watching some videos on backpacking in the West.  And then, this past week, with all the volcanic eruptions going on in Hawaii, I found myself drawn to watching of videos of a lecture series by a professor, Dr. Zentner, who happens to work out of the Geology Department at my alma mater, Central Washington University, located in Ellensburg, Washington.

These videos by Dr. Zentner were especially interesting to me as I had (or Liz as she was known in those days) hiked, camped, or backpacked over many of the sites being described in geological terms.  Yesterday’s video, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MXEQeTg0Xww, “The Yellowstone Hot Spot and Liberty Gold”, was especially interesting as I’ve actually stayed in an old cabin in the tiny mining town of Liberty, located some 30 miles north of Ellensburg, on the east side of the Cascade Divide.  The video covers the why and how’s of the line of volcanoes extending from northern Nevada to Yellowstone National Park… and what happened to the rest of the story.  If you’re interested in geology, I would definitely recommend you take the time to watch this series.

Anyway, with all the hoopla going on in Hawaii, it is good to note the difference between the volcanoes of Hawaii and the Cascades.  The volcanoes in Hawaii are or have also been located over a “hot spot”, but due to the movement of Earth’s crust, the hot spot keeps moving.  The big island of Hawaii is the youngest of the Hawaiian Islands and is made up of five (5) shield volcanoes.  Currently, the eruptive process of the youngest of these volcanoes, Kilauea, is disrupting the lives and livelihoods of hundreds, if not thousands of people.  A major steam/ash eruption is imminent to explode from the main crater at Halema’uma’u according to scientists.  Yesterday, May 15th, a red alert for aviation traffic was posted, with a heavy ash cloud traveling some 30 kilometers away.  And some 20 volcanic fissures are creating havoc in nearby neighborhoods. Still, this eruptive process is very different and instantly destructive as the volcanic eruption of Mt. St. Helens in SW Washington in 1980.

The volcanoes of the Cascades are stratovolcanoes, who typically give off pyroclastic explosions rather than the slower basalt or andesite eruptions.  Any of the currently active volcanoes, extending from Mt. Lassen in Northern California to British Columbia, Canada, are relatively short-lived, a mere two million years.  And as they age, they tend to literally lose their tops.  One of the oldest volcanic features in the Central Oregon Cascades, Crater Lake, is the site of ancient Mount Mazama.  This volcano famously lost its head, with the ash covering most of Western United States (of today) towards the Mississippi River.  One of the youngest of the Cascade volcanoes, Mt. St. Helens began to signal that something was up when a series of small earthquakes rattled the mountain starting in March 1980.  By May, the beautiful snow-covered cone showed signs of swelling.  An area of restricted entry was assigned by the governor of Washington, but it would prove insufficient when the volcano finally erupted.  Many people (57 died) were caught by surprise, tourists, geologists, forest workers, and locals… by the explosion and later, the huge lahar (mudflows) that came down the Toutle River all the way past Interstate 5 (I-5) crashing through bridges and ripping roads and houses off their foundations.

The beautiful cone-shaped volcano was supposed to have a vertical explosion.  Instead, the mountain surprised everyone with a lateral explosion which tore a cubic mile of the NW face of mountain off, sending rock, dirt, ash, and snow thousands of feet into the sky, making the morning turn into night.  The explosive ash moved in a northeasterly direction, carpeting Ellensburg, Yakima and other towns in Eastern Washington with a thick layer of fine ash.  Travel was difficult, if not impossible due to the heavy ashfall in Eastern Washington.  In those days, cars still had carburetors which required air to function.  The heavy ash soon prevented cars from even moving, due to non-functioning engines and lack of vision.  Some of my hiking friends were stuck on the east side of the Crest due to these problems, not reaching home for another day or so.

The eruption/explosion of Mt. St. Helens occurred at precisely 8:32 PDT, on Sunday morning.  And I heard/felt the explosion, even though I was next to a lively stream some 200+ miles to the north near Glacier Peak, in the North Cascades.

My husband and I were co-leading a trip for a Seattle Mountaineer Backpacking class.  At the time, I think we were co-chairs of the Backpacking Committee.  The Mountaineers were our life.  Most of our social commitments were with other Mountaineers, on trips, camping, backpacking, skiing, and staying at ski lodges and so on.

We were camped on the North Fork Sauk River, a lively snow-fed stream that was in full spring-runoff.  Nonetheless, we hear a loud denotation at around 8:30 a.m. but thought nothing of it.  Nearby Oak Harbor Naval Station was notorious for allowing pilots to fly extremely low over the Cascade Range on training exercises, often popping off sonic booms as they crossed the ridges.  Still, it was extremely odd for pilots to be out practicing early on a Sunday morning.

We didn’t learn about the eruption of Mt. St. Helens until we got home in the late afternoon, safe and sound.  My mother was frantic when I picked up the wall phone, “Are you all right?”  And then she asked us to turn on the television for the latest news update.  Remember, cell phones had not yet been invented and personal computers were still relatively rare.  When I turned on the TV, there it was videos and photos of Mt. St. Helens and her ongoing eruptive phase… which claimed 57 lives and changed the landscape of SW Washington State permanently.

Years later, I went on a backpack on the Loowit Trail, a trail that completely circumnavigates the mountain, or did during that time, around 2000.  Even then, some 20 years after the eruption, the ground around the mountain was unconsolidated and subject to erosion.  The trail was almost non-existent in some areas, around the stream “canyons” that had been carved out by water and wind.  It was difficult to travel down the steep, loose, rock-filled ashy sides of the canyons and then to climb up again, with your own boots often cutting a route through the soft ashy soil.  The trail was firmer and easier to follow through the wooded sections, but even then, the going was tough due to downed timber, large fir trees taken down by winter winds or perhaps from the ongoing earthquakes emanating from the movement of magma beneath the young mountain.  When I got home, I had to thoroughly clean all my gear, myself and my vehicle as the fine volcanic dust penetrated every crack and crevice.

What I also learned that even since I completed my backpack around Mt. St. Helens, the volcano has continued to erupt periodically, sometimes violently.  She is a young volcano and presently the most active in the Cascade Range.  She will erupt, again.  It is just a question as to when, not if.

Looking back on all those years spent out in Nature, I have an assortment of emotions come up for clearing.  For one, my husband and I parted ways only about 4.5 years after Mt. St. Helens eruption.  Although I joined the Mountaineers later in 1997, everything had changed.  I was now taking care of my aging and ailing parents, working full-time, David was remarried, and I was finding a whole new set of friends and hiking companions.  I had changed.  I would continue to change.  And when my parents passed, I left behind my old life.  Still, once in a while, unexpected emotions come to the surface to be acknowledged, forgiven, and released.  And now, I, “Sunny”, am doing this for my sister, Lady Taz, who has truly left her old life behind.

Taz and I have often incarnated in Sirius and in the Pleiades, as twins.  Our energetic signature is similar in that we have incarnated more often as males and when females tend to be tomboys.  That perspective still holds true.  I love geology and other physical sciences as did Taz while she was here.  She also recognized the innate qualities of the natural world that are most often discounted or overlooked by scientists… that the Earth and all of her components are alive and aware.  At times she felt a stone come alive under her hand, feeling much like an animal looking to be petted.  And she recognized the sense of community, the interplay of life between animals and plants, as a living system.  It hurt, literally hurt her to feel and see how few humans were truly tuned into the Earth.  Perhaps this acute awareness was due to her lives as a Native American, but whatever it was, the feeling still resides within this body.

People cannot seem to wrap their heads around the fact that I have never incarnated here before, yet it is so.  And after I leave in some 19 or so years, I will not be returning.  This is not my Home, yet I understand much about this planet due to my sister’s long residence here, through many lives, on all of the continents and some of the islands.

The return of the Mother, of the Divine Feminine energy is a vital part of the current ascension and rebalancing of the planet.  Yes, there will be Earth changes.  These occur with every transitional cycle.  Even though our present “leaders” have sought to bury our history, it is there recorded in stone, in buildings and in the Earth herself, as well as in the stories of the indigenous people scattered across the planet.  The indigenous record-keepers have retained the verbal history of the planet for us and are now beginning to share it with outsiders since it is time… the time for change has arrived.  The Light is returning to the planet, thanks to the sacrifices and work of countless and unsung lightworkers, through centuries of time, since before the Fall of Atlantis.  Now is the time of the true heart-centered lightworkers to assist humanity into waking out of its collective nightmare, to receive healing, and to move into a future that holds the promise of peace and abundance for all life.

Earth changes, in the form of earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, landslides, floods, fires and great storms will happen with greater frequency as the Sun moves through its solar minimum, but life will continue, perhaps in a greatly altered form.  Be willing to adapt as the changes come for they will… as the ancient people of this planet who do remember know well.

Stay in your heart and out of fear.  Each of you is watched over, guided (if you allow and grant permission) and loved.  Know that whatever happens, life goes on.

Namaste,

I AM Sundeelia VaCoupe

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Here is a link to a video that will give you a sense of the damage caused by Mt. St. Helens and its ongoing story: