Sundeelia: Thoughts on Ascension, Intervention, and Earth Changes

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Sundeelia: Thoughts on Ascension, Intervention, and Earth Changes

March 16, 2019
Note to Readers:  The article below has taken on a life of its own.  Since walking in nearly two years ago, I have personally witnessed people making choices whether to align with the Light or to descend further in evolution (devolution) by aligning with the dark energies.  People who allow themselves to be taken over by artificial intelligence have allowed their souls to become food for the dark negatively polarized Belial and Reptilians from the lower-frequency Orion star system (namely Rigel and the Mid-way Belt planets and isles).  Their choices affect their twin flames and stunt their own evolutionary process.
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Will the Galactics be landing on Earth?
The other day, I received some questions regarding whether Galactics will be landing on the Earth, basically “to save us” because of rumored coming Earth changes and/or major catastrophes.
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I happen to be a Pleiadian walk-in and my higher essence still resonates at 6D and higher.  So, in listening and reading all the current nonsensical hype about the approaching “Event”, the presence of Galactic ships in the solar system coming to ‘save’ us, I gave my personal rendition of what is going on which I am sharing here.  I understand it’s not going to be popular with the highly indoctrinated ‘Light and Love’ crowd, but it is the reality according to my present understanding of the current situation on the planet, which is subject to change.  I have the ability to read frequencies; it’s a talent or gift I came in with during this incarnation and more than a few others.
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The problem I see with the above question is, which Galactic race are you talking about?  There have been extraterrestrial beings on this planet for thousands of years.  They are either controlling your people (negatively polarized races such as the Draco and Annunaki, who can resonate up to upper 5D) or highly evolved races from the interior of the Earth who have, up until now, had no desire or need to interact with your people.
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Frankly, no sane Pleiadian will be landing on Earth any time soon, despite all the current disinformation being put out.  One more thing, even some highly evolved Earth humans believe there are negatively polarized Pleiadians.  This is a lie put forth by your controllers.   At best, Pleiadians or other high-frequency positively-polarized beings may appear in etheric form to those whose 3rd eyes are open.  For regular Earth humans to even see the Pleiadians and any other highly evolved star races, the Pleiadians would have to descend in frequency, which hurts the light body and takes a lot of energy to sustain. Or the Earth human would have to ascend and hold a higher frequency which would enable their own natural inner vision (clairvoyance) to function.  Also, if a global catastrophe did occur, the Galactic races would be saving the light bodies of humans, not their physical bodies.  People need to release their savior complex and recognize they need to be their own salvation, which means committing to the long and difficult Path of Ascension.  Until you stop giving your power away to others, you will not evolve spiritually.
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The present environment of Earth is highly toxic to our higher frequency Pleiadian bodies (lower 6D+). Anyone even entering the earth biosphere needs to undergo sonic cleansing before stepping onto the ships. I am speaking as a walk-in here; my Pleiadian self works on board as a crewmember on one of three Pleiadian motherships which are present here within the solar system.  The motherships are far more vast than most Earth humans can even imagine (3,000 miles in diameter, 43 decks deep). I differentiate between Earth humans and Pleiadians because although we are, in part, your ancestors and distant cousins, through thousands of years we have long since evolved into a finer body vehicle. And our thousands of isles contain more than one type of human racial group and sometimes species. Our ships are also fully sentient, based on crystalline plasma technology.
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There is talk of an imminent transitional shift to upper 4d for the planet along with all who are able. This would be mite compatible right?
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The EARTH is already in upper 4D and there a few 5D individuals present on the Earth.  The Earth is moving up slowly so she can take her children, i.e., Humanity, with her.  The planet is being assisted in this process by the many extraterrestrial ships present and the highly advanced frequency technology put in place to stabilize the planetary body.
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The timelines have shifted.  The old timelines which included major earth changes and catastrophes are no longer in effect.  The galactics are assisting the planet by keeping her stable and gradually rising in frequency.  You might listen to the work of Brad Johnson, New Earth Teachings, who has a YouTube channel with channeled pieces from Adronis of Sirius and his own Higher Self.
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Typically, there are 12 levels per dimension. Each individual will resonate at a different level according to their spiritual lineage and evolution BEFORE incarnating or walking into the Earth plane. No…no one will jump automatically without effort to high 4D unless they are already a fragment of an individual of much higher resonance. I’m not sure why people think evolution and ascension come without any personal effort. There isn’t a magic pill for it; you need to put some effort into the process which means working on your own stuff, releasing and transmuting your fears, as well as any remaining trauma and karmic remnants (personal darkness) and coming into alignment with your Higher Self’s divine blueprint. The planet may ascend to 5D, but it will also be a gradual transformation as your very physical bodies require ‘time’ to adapt to the current barrage from waves of powerful cosmic rays. Many who currently reside on this planet will not ‘make it’ and will incarnate on another planet that is suitable for their level of soul evolution. Those who do remain will ascend…evolve at a pace which is appropriate for them.

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As for our physical bodies becoming ‘crystalline’, you to need to remove all impurities to allow the living crystalline waters within your body (all vehicles, mental, emotional, etheric, and physical bodies) to align as you consciously undergo a purification process.  Your physical body is already 80% water.   Water is crystalline and takes on many forms and frequencies.  As you clear your emotional, mental, and physical bodies of all impurities (old belief systems, mind-programming, fear/anger, old traumatic records from this or prior incarnations) your being will naturally and gradually evolve and rise in frequency.  The higher frequencies from cosmic rays and dispensations can then be accepted into your own cells, which will, in the end, manifest with the appearance of a finer physical body, something that took our people, the Pleiadians many generations to accomplish.  The purification process must be conscious; it is NOT automatic nor does it come from an outside ‘savior’ figure, whether guru, ascension teacher or galactic being.  By the way, brackish water does NOT exist on our higher frequency isles (planets).  Our water is pure and clear.

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As I have recently learned (or remembered) scars from old trauma are retained within one’s light body until cleared consciously.  It doesn’t matter if you currently resonate at 6D, if you do not allow and activate a personal process of counseling and clearing your four lower bodies, you will not evolve any further along your own spiritual evolutionary path.  In my case, I suffered damage to my light body by various severe traumas suffered by previous incarnations who lived and died during the Orion Wars when they were occurring in both the Sirian Star system and the Pleiadian Star Federation (which is made up of thousands of star systems).  These ‘records’ can manifest as issues with my physical body which acts as a portal to allow me to consciously clear old records.  My purpose in being here is to work on clearing these old records of trauma through the process of writing about them in great detail, not a task everyone is capable of doing as much of what is seen during the process of walking the Akashic records can be exceedingly painful to view.  Being on a planet that has descended so far in frequency allows me to remember and scan the frequencies within so I can clear these records through the writing process and use of the Violet Flame of transmutation and transformation.

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Those individuals whose soul contract calls for them to be a teacher of others in the ascension process HAVE ALREADY ASCENDED FROM OTHER PLANETS AND STAR SYSTEMS. In other words, they are NOT beginners. Beings such as YESHUA BEN JOSHUA incarnated over a series of lifetimes here on Earth in order to reiterate (repeat), walk through the steps of ascension to anchor the energy and process here on the Earth plane as an example.  Before he incarnated on this planet, he was already a soul of extremely high light lineage.  His Higher Self was/is the Son of Sanat Kumara, the former Lord of the World, and current co-regent of the Isle of Venus, the ‘Father’ of whom he spoke while embodied in his last Earth incarnation.  Yeshua’s Earth mother, MARY wife of JOSHUA (Joseph) first incarnated on Earth as a pure soul during the time of Lemuria and was a PRIESTESS even then. Her husband JOSEPH and the physical father of Yeshua was an incarnation of SAINT GERMAIN who was also of higher spiritual lineage before arriving on Earth (Pleiadian).

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Make no mistake… those who are actively and successfully working on their ascension now have done this before and that number is not high. They are the yeast to start (or re-start) the process for the rest of Humanity. Whatever else people are putting forth is basically hogwash to lure people into giving their power away to fanciful illusions, like the Galactics are going to save us. Not happening. It took the Pleiadians over three generations to consciously improve our bodies and we live a lot longer, a minimum of 300 years on the Isle of Pea On and on up to the extremely long-lived Pleiadian Angelics (250,000 + yrs). You will not see real results of this evolutionary process for at least 50 to 100 years IF humanity stops expecting someone else to do their work for them.

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The one possible exception to this is when an evolutionary process has been artificially suppressed by electronic, physical control, and environmental poisons (geoengineering, pharmaceuticals, vaccinations, HAARP, social engineering, artificial religions, etc.).  This is what has happened on Earth when the divine blueprint of your evolution was hijacked by beings with superior technology, who managed to trick lower-frequency individuals into believing they were ‘gods’.  Eventually, when the artificial control matrix has been removed, those INDIVIDUALS who can release their fears can level up to whatever is their natural frequency. Those who still retain their fears and refuse to do any clearing work on themselves will not. The evolution of humanity is merely returning to its natural cycle and timing but will continue to be based on the individual’s progress rather than the Collective at this point. When there are enough individuals to allow the frequency of the planet to rise, only those incoming souls whose frequency resonates with the planet will be able to incarnate and continue on their individual life journeys.

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Currently, the collective of humanity is not anywhere approaching Unity consciousness.  However, when finally freed of unnatural suppression by the global elite, the naturally good-hearted individuals who live all over the earth will naturally resume their own upward evolutionary process and trajectory.  The common people of Earth or Terra have many things in common:  they want to be able to live in peace, raise their children, be able to work and pay their bills, and generally enjoy life and their relationships with family and friends.

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The galactics, especially the combined forces of the Sirians, Pleiadians, and Ashtarians, have been present within the Solar System for thousands of years.  They use the sun as a portal to come and go from the solar system.  This is nothing new.  It is only that your scientists have the technology to be able to see the ships that have always been present since the Fall of Atlantis.  The presence of the positively-polarized galactics will continue as long as necessary to bring the planet and her children back up to where they should be in their planetary evolutionary cycle.  And then, they will depart or move onto other systems which need to break free of darkness, such as the worlds of the lower Orion star system.

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Read the stories of the Ascended Masters who are very real and who have worked with the evolutions of this planet for thousands upon thousands of years. Humanity has much to overcome. You will receive assistance but it will be from those who physically walk and live among you. It’s time to grow up.

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Brad Johnson: The Stream Towards the Event

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My sister’s blog, The Starseed Highway contains a growing library about ascended lords and ladies, as well as invocations, prayers, and information about the Pleiades and Sirius.

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Be well,

Sundeelia Kumara VaCoupe

© All Rights Reserved, Elizabeth Ayres Escher, http://www.bluedragonjournal.com

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Editor’s note:  I do not consider myself an ascension teacher, guru, or spiritual leader.  I am simply a writer and observer while present on this planet.  I do not wish for or need followers to assuage my ego and I certainly won’t do the same for yours.  If I do not know the answer to your question, I will tell I don’t.  Each of you, with conscious application (i.e. personal effort), can access your own Akashic records and discover your own answers.  I encourage you to do the latter rather than always seeking others to answer your questions.  Claim your own God-given power within. If you can ask a question, you know the answer.  You simply need to trust what you receive as an answer even if it doesn’t agree with your present understandings or beliefs.  To evolve spiritually requires expansion, of the mind and heart.  You will not remain the same.

Quan Yin on Dragon

Sundeelia – Thoughts on the Solstice

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Sundeelia – Thoughts on the Solstice

Editor’s Note:  This piece is longer than most of my recent posts, containing one of my recent stories from my “memoirs” of the Orion Wars.

A few months have passed since I last posted any of my own writings here on Blue Dragon Journal.  I would imagine some of my long-term readers were beginning to wonder if I was “missing in action”.  Well, I’m here to tell you everything is “fine”.

Since I embarked sometime last summer on my primary project of writing my memoirs of the Orion Wars, I’ve been busy writing chapters and stories from five different lifetimes, two in Sirius A, two in the Pleiades, and one in a totally unexpected place… From one lifetime alone, that of Raphael DeAires Kantor, I have written at least 15 chapters covering the period of his childhood and into young adulthood, where he finally became a Line Commander on a Pleiadian mothership.  These chapters are much longer than the ones I wrote earlier about Lord Delos, Head Commander of the Sirian Fleet.  Some of the chapters are up to 25 pages in length with a lot more detail, conversations, and explanations of our way of life and what we were confronting as upper 4D humans in the early days of the Orion Wars.  These chapters will be eventually part of a book about the Orion Wars from my perspective as a Sirian and then later as a Pleiadian.  It is certainly not the entirety of the wars, as they played out within all the major constellations within this quadrant of creation.

At the time of the early days of these wars, our people were not as highly evolved as they are today.  Our space fleet wasn’t as sophisticated and advanced and we had to scramble to defend our airspace, having thousands of isles (planets) of various size, large and small, to defend.  Our population was also varied, from Elementals to Angelic Humans, Felines, sentient Dolphins, Crystallines, etc.  As the wars progressed we were aided by our allies, the Sirians and Ashtarians, Arcturians, and other star races later in the conflict.  Eventually, we realized that we needed to raise our frequency levels in order to no longer be susceptible to the physical invasion of our star system.  Today, all Pleiadian isles resonate somewhere within 5D and higher.

After the people of the Sirian star system succeeded in protecting its space by initiating the great Shield (see Remembrance: In a Pool of Light), the Sirian Fleet at times assisted us in defending Pleiadian space.  With that in mind, young Tazo Gia, who was born into his third Sirian incarnation some two years after the death of Lord Delos, shows up in some of the stories.  It is an interesting thing to realize that someone who is over 30 years your senior, is actually your grandson from another life… which is exactly what happened to Raphael and Tazo.  Raphael Kantor was the second reincarnation of Lord Delos since his death in battle (see the Remembrance series for that lifetime).  During the three lifetimes these two soulmates shared, they were twin brothers, brothers, and then grandson/grandfather.  Thus we all play many roles, with our lifestreams weaving a great braid across the time spirals.  Today, Tazo is incarnated as my eldest Pleiadian sister, Tazjma Amariah Kumara VaCoupe.

The process by which I write these stories is very interesting.  It is entirely unscripted.  Sometimes I will catch a glimpse, a vision, or a download of what is to be covered, but I am often surprised by what emerges from my fingers.  There are many tears when I hit on a particularly poignant or difficult remembrance, which has come to indicate to me that I’m “on target” in seeing and thus being able to release these ancient and long-suppressed emotional traumas.  If any of you are endeavoring to do this kind of work yourself, allow the tears to come and remember to breathe.  Use the Violet Flame to dissolve any old stuck energy and then transmute and transform the energies so they align with your soul’s divine blueprint.

Those of you who are acquainted with shamanic practices will recognize what I am doing is a complicated kind of shamanic soul retrieval.  I have had more than one lifetime spent as a shaman, including one of my Pleiadian lifetimes, of which I have yet to write.  I do this work to clear and repair the damage done to my light body during these difficult incarnations so I might advance in my own soul evolution.  Being here on Earth in the midst of the Belial energies (that is what Dark Team consists of – misaligned negative low-frequency energies that attack the Light) motives me to write about my experiences.  I have seen many parallels to what I experienced thousands of years ago in the Pleiades to what is happening during these latter days of Belial control of this planet.

In my life as Raphael DeAires Kantor, I was subjected to being kidnapped and held as a slave for an entire decade.  I know the frequency of the Dark very well.  Somehow I survived and went on to a more normal life, but it took a lot of struggle and hard work on my part to overcome the severe post-traumatic stress occasioned by the abuse I suffered as a child.  Those who have been imprisoned, tortured, raped, and abused by members of the dark pedophilic underground that still exists on this planet will know of what I speak.  Some people never overcome their programming, abuse and end up committing suicide.  I chose to live – I lived a full long life, married, had children, and two successive careers, serving in the Command and then as a diplomat, utilizing the lessons I had learned while resisting the attempts of the dark to break my spirit as a young child.

For now, I will not be publishing in full the stories of my Pleiadian lifetimes.  They have far more detail than the previous Sirian stories I have already published – which will also be further embellished upon when I am ready to immerse myself again within the world of Lord Delos.  I am, however, posting along with this article, one of my stories of Raphael DeAires Kantor, who was by this time newly mated to his soul mate, Lady Julia Kadish (a reincarnation of Lady Anya from Sirius A), recently commissioned as a Line Commander (the rank I hold today on board The White Winds) and working under Lord Esturias VaCoupe, his foster brother and Head Commander of the battleship, The Golden Bee.  The story is called “Engagement” and is set in space above the planet of BerWare, which is a real place, one of the tribal Pleiadian isles.

For those who might wonder, I am not publishing these stories on the web now as there are stories that still must be interwoven into my own tale, as I am finding myself coming into contact with some of the players I have encountered during the writing of these stories.  Some of these people have become members of my star family today.  Some are my Eagles, some are Family and others are long-time acquaintances and valued friends who still live and thrive in the Sirian star system, Venus, and in the Pleiades.  There are also some aspects of my past lives which I am not quite ready to work through, but I recognize I will be guided to do so by my unseen but felt mentors who are assisting me through this process.  I work with my Higher Self, the Archangelic Being known as the Recording Angel who works from Beljium in the upper Orion constellation, my Eagles, Lady Claudine, and many others.

And so here is “Engagement”, a story from my second life as a Pleiadian:

Line Cmdr. DeAires – “Engagement”

 The Golden Bee and her new fleet of 15 battleships soon reached the closest mothership, The Golden Falcon, who was actively engaged with fighting a squadron of enemy destroyers.  Before the Bee had gone into hyperdrive, Cmdr. Esturias requested Intel from the Communications Station, or more precisely, from Line Cmdr. DeAires.  The new Line Commander, along with his superior officer, Cmdr. Kadish was ordered to report directly to Cmdr. Esturias with any data on the whereabouts of the nearest mothership.  DeAires discovered the location of The Golden Falcon to be near the Isle of BerWare, another semi-nomadic isle similar to his native Morova.  His findings were verified via instrumentation and communication between the Mother Crystals of the ships.  The Golden Bee was now en route to that coordinate, located off the northern part of the isle.

DeAires, as Raphael was known now, found himself extremely busy and in demand by his new commanding officer, Cmdr. Esturias.  If he could be any judge of a man he barely knew, he would say that in Esturias truly lived the heart and soul of a Commander, very similar in many ways to how he had been as Cmdr. Delos.  He felt the intensity like a flame emanating off of Esturias and began to understand why the men who had worked under him were so loyal.  The intensity of spirit came from a deep love for the people, all the people, his men who served with him and the people of the Pleiadian Star Nation.  DeAires understood that love – he had felt it as Delos in his love for the Sirian people — and surrendered to it, becoming dedicated to doing his utmost to give the Commander what he needed, when he needed it.

With his unusual talents and skills, DeAires concentrated on interpreting the data received from a variety of sources; from the Mother Crystals, from the isles and stars of the system, from the distant viewings of his crew in the Communications Station, as well as the standard instrumentation and observations received from ships in the area of space where they were heading.  Communications via ship to ship were sketchy due to the fighting; all crews were heavily engaged, even as they would soon be as they emerged upon the battlefield.  DeAires felt his body begin to tighten up as he discerned a rise in the level of low-frequency readings in the vicinity of BerWare, so he directed the attention of Cmdr. Esturias towards that particular isle.  And so, Cmdr. Esturias took a chance on the recommendation of this unusual Line Commander who had been “enlisted” at the last moment by “chance”.  Who knows the workings of Heaven?

The new ships were capable of folding space, which meant they could move from one end of the star system to the other in minutes, yet Cmdr. Esturias wanted to use some caution during the final approach as he was not clear what he and his fleet were getting into, although the findings of the new line commander gave him an idea.  So, the ships came out of hyperspace a few clicks from their destination.  And the alarms started going off…

As Cmdr. Esturias stood on the bridge, staring at the huge screen at the space in front of the prow of their ship he was astounded.  In all his many years, decades, and even centuries of service in the Command, he had never witnessed such a scene.  The drifting hulls of ships were cluttering up space, so the new ships had to carefully maneuver around the obstacles.  Obviously, they had emerged onto the scene of a recent space battle.  The monitoring station checked for life signs; there were none.  It was complete and utter devastation before them.

“Scan enlarge!  I want to see the names of those ships!” demanded Esturias, striding closer to the screen.  The scene focused on one of the nearby drifting ships… it wasn’t registered to the Command; it was a trading vessel. A scan of the others showed that an entire fleet of trading vessels had been destroyed.  The head commander felt sick; innocent and helpless trading vessels and crews were being destroyed.  This was an attack against the commerce, the livelihood of the isles… and intentional, he was sure of it.

Sitting in his station in the Communication room, Raphael could feel his commander’s revulsion at the sight before them.  And it would only get worse.  Raphael was beginning to see visions once more.  He didn’t let himself get overpowered by them, but what he was seeing sickened him.  The attacks were getting bigger, more violent, and extreme.  He went to speak to his commanding officer, Cmdr. Kadish, “Sir…I’m having visions once more; I need to speak with Commander Esturias right away…”

“I’m here, DeAires, behind you!”

The tall dark-haired commander had come up behind Raphael even as the boy was striving to hold himself together under the impact of what he was seeing.  Esturias saw how pale Raphael looked under his tanned skin and helped him to a chair within the Specialty Commander’s office.  Raphael crumbled down into the chair, holding his head in his hands; he couldn’t speak for a moment.  Esturias was impatient and shook his shoulder, “DeAires, report!  What are you seeing?”

Raphael’s voice was hollow with grief when he finally mastered his voice, again… “Destruction… death… everywhere!”

“Pull yourself out of it, man,” ordered Esturias, “Show me!”

Raphael reached up and took the hand of his commander officer and released his vision in a flow of images.  Esturias felt the surge of the vision as it flowed through his consciousness; it was overwhelming.  Yet, he knew they needed to go forward and join the fight.  He stood up, towering over Raphael, “Come on, young man… you need to get back to your analysis.  Kadish, would you mind getting DeAires some juice?”

Kadish left the room, quite aware that Esturias wanted to speak to DeAires alone for a few minutes.  The specialty commander felt bypassed by his subordinate, but there wasn’t anything he could do at the moment – the gifts of that strange young man were needed now.  The commander shrugged… they were needed now, but how about later?

Esturias knew he didn’t have much time, so he shook Raphael’s shoulder, again, “Come back, DeAries… what are you seeing?  Past, present, or the future?”

“Future…” gasped DeAires, as he realized that visions were timeless; the scene he had just witnessed wasn’t necessarily in the Now; there was a chance they could prevent that particular timeline from playing out.  He looked up into the dark blue eyes of his commanding officer, so like those of his foster father, Lord VaCoupe.  “Sir… it was the future; I’m sure of it – we can prevent this if we act now!”

“I agree – oh, thank you, Kadish,” said Esturias, facing the returning specialty commander and taking the juice from his hands.  “Thank you for getting this – now, DeAires… drink this up and get back to your station!”

Feeling his immediate superior eyeing him, Raphael kept his head down and obediently drank down the liquid.  Then he stood carefully, still feeling a bit wobbly, saluted, and quietly left the room, leaving the two commanders staring at each other.  Esturias growled in a low voice, “You WILL inform me immediately when that young man has anything to share!”

“Yes, sir!” replied Kadish, somewhat reluctantly.  He watched as Esturias left abruptly and knew that he was treading dangerous ground by consciously attempting to interfere with his commander’s swiftly increasing reliance on the data that DeAires collected through his rather unorthodox methods.  He also couldn’t quite admit that he was jealous of his inferior officer, but was attempting to project the blame onto DeAires for being unstable and incompetent.  It wasn’t working; the boy was brilliant, a fact that became more self-evident every day that passed during this cursed voyage.

Shortly thereafter, Commander Kantor found himself summoned to the office of the Head Commander.  He was summarily ushered in by Paulus, who was looking rather grim.  As Ezekiel walked in, Commander Esturias glanced up and said, “Sit down, Kantor.”

Esturias studied the broad open features of the powerful Eagle, features that were echoed in his younger brother but to a lesser degree.  Raphael was slightly shorter and much less bulky in his build – not the making of an Eagle, but something quite different. The Commander was blunt and wanted answers, so he plunged in, “You know something about the one whom you call “brother”. He is very different from you.  Why?”

Kantor didn’t look at all intimidated by his superior officer, but asked a question in return: “Didn’t your Father share with you what makes Raphael DeAires so different?”

“Apparently not, Kantor”, snapped Esturias.  “Explain –“

Kantor looked at his commander and replied, “One of the people to whom I entrusted this knowledge betrayed the lad, almost to death.  If you do, I will come after you, personally…sir.”

Esturias was astonished…and intrigued; clearly, DeAires had a secret that few knew and Kantor was intent on keeping it that way.  “Is that a threat, Kantor – against a superior officer?”

“Take it any way you want, sir,” replied Ezekiel.  “I’ll resign my commission, my place in the Eagles to protect that boy!”

“Which means my father does know DeAires’ secret, doesn’t he?”  Kantor nodded.

Which is why DeAires’ is guarded, day and night?”  Another nod was all Esturias received from Kantor.

Frustrated, realizing he had to be on the command deck soon, he snapped, again, “Then tell me; I swear on everything I hold sacred that I will do my best to keep that boy safe – but the rest of my crew and the fleet matters, too!”

“Okay, sir – I’ll keep you at your word because of your Father, Lord VaCoupe,” Kantor replied in a low voice, “but do NOT share this with your men!”

Esturias nodded in agreement.  Kantor continued, “You are aware that Raphael… DeAires was Lord Delos in a past life?”

“Yes – that is one thing my Father did share with me,” replied Esturias.

“Well – what makes this boy so special, unique… different than other men, because he is different than other men.” Kantor was staring at the wall behind the commander’s desk, almost like he was seeing a vision like his brother, but one of passing beauty and poignancy.  He stood up and approached the side of the commander’s desk, “May I, sir?  It’s easier if I just give you the vision that I was given one day long ago by a beautiful Priestess…”

Reluctantly, but brimming over with curiosity, Esturias nodded.  Kantor rested his large hand lightly on his senior officer’s shoulder and the vision began to flow:

All around her was white; the light of the sun, the walls, and the flowers sprayed across the wall, the garden steps…her dress.  She was very tall and slender; a dress of shimmery white silk flowed down her exquisite form to pool on the ground at her feet.  She had tiny silver sandals on her white feet.  Her wavy white blonde hair flowed down her back, held back by hairpins decorated with tiny silver flowers.  Around her long slender neck, there was a delicate necklace of white gold and diamonds.  She was a vision of great, yet delicate beauty and entirely female in her essence.  Silver anklets covered with tiny bells twinkled whenever she moved across the garden.

As she lifted up a white rose to smell its fragrance, she listened within… a Voice spoke quietly… there will come a child, a boy who will be born of your essence.  You will be his mother, and yet unlike most children, he will be a part of your essence in male form.  As a Priestess of the White Ray, you still require a balancing of your feminine and male polarities.  Carrying with him a fragment of your essence his lifetimes will bring forth the needed balance with your Higher Presence.  As he succeeds in his missions, you will collectively soar higher in your soul evolution.  Eventually, his essence will choose to reblend with yours but he will choose the timeline for this… and We see that by this last lifetime as a separate entity the balance will be accomplished fully and the child, the soul fragment will return to you in a female form… Before that time comes, you and your Twin Flame will act as guides and mentors for this one who, we see, will be walking through perilous times ahead… in another quadrant of Creation.

 Kantor pulled out of the meld, withdrawing his hand and stepping back from the desk. “There, sir… is why Raphael… DeAires is so special; he carries the essence of an Archangelic Being within him, a female, which makes him more sensitive than most males could conceive.”  Then he stated in a low voice, “And I gave my word to the White Lady that I would protect him until the time when he would reblend with his Higher Self.”

 “Well, Kantor, it would appear that both you and your brother carry heavy burdens,” replied Esturias, thoughtfully. “I begin to understand the mystery that your brother seems to be with his strange, unorthodox gifts.”

 “Well, sir,” replied Kantor, “His “gifts” aren’t that unusual to the Shamans of my home planet, Morova.  I’ve heard that the Head Shaman, Lady Chokama, wanted DeAires for herself after she met him.  It was a couple of days after a very wounded, shy boy who had just been rescued from slavers… yet this “boy” was able to “talk” to Alcyone itself.  I walked in on his meditation; he was glowing with a golden radiance.  It was quite extraordinary and I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it myself.  Raphael then “showed” me his vision.  I just about fell over in shock, sir.”

 “Ah…then we won’t make the mistake of underestimating your brother and his gifts,” replied Esturias.  “I will have to watch his senior officer Kadish, however.  The man is jealous of this brother of yours.”

 “Sir, leave it to the Eagles… we’ll keep Kadish off of DeAires!” growled Kantor.

Esturias shuddered as he gazed on those massive fists, “Gently, sirrah!  I need ALL of my officers on this voyage!”

 “Aye, sir,” replied Kantor, saluting.

And now I must be getting back to the Command Post.  We’re about to go into battle!”

The calculations and information presented by Line Commander DeAires proved highly accurate.  The Golden Bee received an urgent plea for assistance, gave the coordinates and then broke off.  Immediately, Cmdr. Esturias ordered the Operational Commander to put in the coordinates and set the course via hyperspace.  The ship came out of hyperspace cloaked as an extra precaution, as Esturias didn’t know what they were getting into just yet.  The other ships had received similar orders and appeared on screens, but were not visible to the enemy ships that were hounding the great mothership, The Golden Falcon.

In a move of which Delos would have approved, Esturias had his 15 ships position themselves around the perimeter of the enemy ships, weapons set and locked, and uncloaked simultaneously, firing at the enemy ships and taking them by complete surprise.  Although slightly outnumbered, the Pleiadian vessels made short work of the enemy fleet, with their superior weaponry and agility.

After the final enemy vessel had been destroyed, The Golden Bee docked inside the huge landing bay so the commanders could begin conferencing and planning their next steps.  The other ships began a systematic scan and search of all remaining enemy vessels, looking for survivors.  Some of the crews went on board what appeared to be the lead vessels in order to download any files they could obtain from the vessels.  Esturias wanted all available intel he could get so he had a better understanding of this latest deadly enemy operation.

DeAires and his crew reported that there were survivors on some of the ships and at least five of the dark lords had survived.  He sent a personal warning to Esturias about the latter as being very dangerous to any crew they encountered. What happened to his birth father could happen to anyone who came under the influence of one of those dark sorcerers.  He didn’t bother to go through Kadish this time, knowing that his commander and his jealousy would try to alter the message in some fashion, so he took the chance, contacting Esturias directly via private telepathic mode.

Commander Esturias, sir – DeAires here.  Just a warning, sir – there are five dark lords still on board those ships.  They’re… they’re not quite human, sir.  The men you send must take them out, kill them, and don’t let the lords touch anyone.  Else they will turn into a monster like my birth father!

Message received, DeAires – you’re going around the chain of command, again, sir!  But the message is understood; I will convey that precautionary measures are exercised and all of the dark lords be killed.  If we take any prisoners, I’ll have you personally scan them, as well.  Are you prepared for that, DeAires?

Yes, sir.  I’ll do whatever I can to assist.

Thanks.  Out.

DeAires broke off his transmission and saw his commanding officer staring at him suspiciously.  He smiled and went back to analyzing the data before him.  At least Esturias seems to appreciate my efforts…

Still, DeAires knew he was treading on thin ice with these career officers like Kadish.  He had encountered similar difficulties with Commander Strom on board The Golden Lion, although, at the end, they became good friends and comrades.  He hoped that his sincere efforts would be appreciated here, as well, but if not, he would still try to do his best.

In the end, Line Cmdr. DeAires was selected to accompany a group of officers who were going abroad The Golden Falcon for a meeting with the Top Commander of that ship, one Commander Lantars.  Cognizant that he was the most junior officer and perhaps the youngest person present, as well, DeAires did his best to remain inconspicuous, but Cmdr. Esturias wasn’t allowing it.  When the officers sat down, Esturias made DeAires sit next to him.  Other officers were looking askance at the gesture but wisely kept quiet.  When Cmdr. Lantars asked how The Golden Bee was able to find them so accurately, Esturias replied, “I’ve got a good team – they’re new, but pulling it together quickly.  And I have this young man to thank, as well.  Due to his unorthodox methods, we were able to pinpoint the location of The Golden Falcon.”

“Extraordinary – what is your name, young man,” asked Lantars.

Line Commander DeAires, sir”, replied Raphael in a quiet voice that still carried to all corners of the room.

Your surname is DeAires?  Are you from Morova, then? If you’ll pardon me, you don’t have the coloring or look of those people,” queried Lantars.

Raphael nodded, “I was born there, sir, but my father was from Airus and my mother from Serena.  My surname is actually Kantor, but I have a brother also on board The Golden Bee, Commander Kantor.  He is an Eagle Commander.”

Esturias interrupted, “Enough of the niceties, gentlemen.  What did you want us here for, Commander Lantars?”

Lantars looked slightly offended at the interruption, but nodded, “Yes, if you hadn’t arrived we would now be in a heap of trouble.  As it is, this old girl will have to get some repairs before we encounter more enemy ships.”

“What are you saying, Cmdr. Lantars?” demanded Esturias, visibly upset.  “We brought some Ashtarian workers who can manage most of the repairs on The Golden Falcon; we weren’t sure if all systems were fully functioning before we started.  We broke a lot of rules to get here, Commander!”

“Apparently, young Esturias,” replied Lantars, quietly, without rancor.

Listening to that exchange, Raphael was wondering just how old Esturias was; he didn’t look a day over 30 years, but Raphael knew better.  The high-frequency Angelic Medinians lived extremely long lives, sometimes into the many thousands of years.  Not that he would dare to ask Esturias VaCoupe…

Well, we have some teams searching the enemy ships for survivors and gaining any intel they can from the ships’ computer banks.  Presumably, they use crystal technology like we do.  If not, our techs will manage a way to transfer and preserve the data.  We need to gather what we can to find out about the plans of the enemy with this new push into our system.”

Cmdr. Lantars nodded, “Yes, we need to learn about this – it happened so suddenly, rather unexpected, I would say…”

“I saw it coming, sir!” blurted out DeAires, then mumbling a “sorry, sir,” as Esturias fastened his intense blue gaze on his most junior officer, who was edging too close to the line…

Explain, DeAires… and why didn’t you convey this information to your senior officers?”

“I did, sir, I told Commander Lyonell – he agreed with me, but we just didn’t realize the extent of the operation.  Sorry, sir… and then I was sent home for a head injury suffered out in the field.  I’ve been away from The Golden Lion now for over three months…”

Another officer snorted, “Three months for a head injury, DeAires?”

DeAires blushed, “I also got mated – on the insistence of your father, Lord VaCoupe,” he replied, pointedly to Cmdr. Esturias.  And to the other officers, “Lord VaCoupe is my foster father.”

Cmdr. Lantars laughed, “Well, it is obvious that young DeAires had other things on his mind than tactical maneuvers and planning operations!”

DeAires stared at the table as the whole room of officers joined into the laughter.  Falling back into his habit of keeping still, like a rabbit under the eye of a fox, he kept his face blank and didn’t say anything.  Cmdr. Esturias noted this behavior carefully.  He wondered: some behavior lingering from his days of being a captive?

“Well, Lantars…have you heard from any of the other motherships or battlecruisers before we arrived here?”

Cmdr. Lantars turned his attention away from the unresponsive youngster to his intense commanding officer, “Only bits and snatches… VaCoupe; shall we have this youngster of yours work with my Communications team to see if he can locate them, too?”

Thank you, sir, but no… DeAires is going back to The Golden Bee.  I’m not going to have him snatched up by you or any other commander, sir.”

Lantars indulged one more glance at the silent DeAires, and sighed, “Well, then… where should we examine the prisoners if there are any?”

“Well, sir, I do want DeAires present when we examine them; he’s a sensitive and can pick up if any of the prisoners are a dark lord in disguise.  Then we’ll have our healers scan the rest to see if they can be freed of any alien hardware.”

Lantars was curious, “How does the boy know what a dark lord feels like, Esturias?”

Esturias rested his gaze upon DeAires, again, “Well, tell him, DeAires or should I?”

DeAires looked up at his commanding officer and then looked across the room at the opposite wall as he told some of his story, to explain why he knew what he knew: “I was captive to the dark forces for ten years, sir.  I was there when my mother was killed by a dark lord.  And the thing who used to be my father nearly killed me.  He had been taken over by some alien hardware that took over his body – I don’t understand it, but I can feel it, sir.” 

The room was silent as the officers present absorbed this sobering information.  Then Lantars looked at DeAires in sudden recognition, “You’re the youngest son of Lord TorSeth Kantor, aren’t you?”

DeAires nodded but said nothing.  Again, his past was being dug up and exposed to the air.  It was all he could do to keep his face blank and try to keep the pain at bay.

Lantars continued, “The Morovian representatives reported your entire family to be missing – so that’s what became of him.  And your mother; what happened to her?”

“She was killed by a dark lord, sir…”

“She was killed in front of you?” inquired Lantars.  DeAires nodded and continued staring at the table.  Lantars continued, speaking directly to Cmdr. Esturias, “Well, I guess that establishes your man’s qualifications, Esturias.  Shall we have the prisoners taken to the landing bay for examination?  Be sure to bring along young DeAires.  I want to see him at work!”

As DeAires passed by the senior officer, Cmdr. Lantars, the commander spoke up briefly, “Sorry about your loss, DeAires.  I knew your father.  We went to school together.”

“Thank you, sir,” replied DeAires, as he continued walking past and then out the door.

One of his Eagles was waiting on guard outside in the corridor.  Garry took a look at Raphael and suggested they go to the meditation room on board The Golden Falcon, “Looks like you could do with a break, son – were they tough on you?”

“Thanks for the suggestion, Garry, but first something to drink – I think I spoke more than any of the more senior officers present,” replied Raphael with some irony.  “Apparently I’m an unknown factor and somehow that gives them permission to pick me apart…”

Unfortunately, Cmdr. Esturias overheard that last remark as he came up behind the two men, “You’re right, DeAires… you are an unknown factor… with your gifts and talents.  These officers are not used to such an exotic creature like you, so you’re going to have to toughen up a bit and learn to answer questions and then keep your mouth shut the rest of the time!”

“Sir…”

Cmdr. Esturias wasn’t finished with him, “Who is this, one of your Eagles?”

“Garry Onterus, sir”, answered the big Eagle, saluting, looking over the commander’s head; he was very tall, about 8’8”.  “Assigned by Lord VaCoupe to guard Line Commander DeAires, sir…”

Esturias was a tall man, but he had to look up to speak to the massive Eagle, “Thank you, Onterus.  Just follow along right now, will you?  I need to speak with this young charge of yours somewhere private.”

“Sir… then you might try the mess hall – I already checked it out, sir.  No one is there right now.”

“Yes, I would imagine a giant like you wants to know where his next meal is coming from, eh?” replied Esturias rather sarcastically.  The good-natured Garry just smiled in returned and nodded.

When the three men arrived at the mess hall, Garry stationed himself at the doorway, while Esturias gestured for DeAires to sit down.  “I would imagine that was hard on you, DeAires – to be questioned about your family like that?”

“Yes, sir – it brings up a lot that I would rather not deal with right now, sir…” replied Raphael, soberly.

Understood, DeAires, but now you have a bigger test ahead, don’t you?  You already sense that one of the dark lords has managed to hide in with the other prisoners…?”

“Yes, sir – I can feel his presence.  He’s being brought on board the ship as we speak…”

“I can feel his presence, as well. Okay, I will order a detachment of our Feline warriors to be present, commanded by Lantrill, when you’re doing the first examinations – any nonsense and they will shoot to kill – just don’t get in the way.  You’re useful – and I don’t want to lose you right now.  My father would be extremely angry… not to say several Eagles.”

Garry snorted and pretended he hadn’t overheard anything.  He was glad the new commander seemed to be interested and concerned about Raphael.  Personally, he felt he would give his life to protect the youngster, but no one had consulted him on the subject, so he kept his mouth closed like the commander suggested.

The prisoners were brought out onto the tarmac on the landing bay.  Most, but not all were in chains.  All were wearing dark gray uniforms with no distinguishing emblems – which Esturias guessed had been already ripped off to hide any rank or position.  Two of the Eagles assigned to DeAires followed him as he slowly moved down the line-up.  Esturias signaled to his warrior commander, Lantrill, when the young man paused in front of a prisoner; the warrior acknowledged the signal with a sign of his own.  His men were ready.

For a moment, DeAires closed his eyes concentrating on discerning the man’s energies.  That’s all it took.  In his desperation, the prisoner lashed out swiftly and grabbed DeAires’ wrist.  In his other hand was a knife that had been secreted in his uniform.  Yanking himself free, DeAires relaxed his body and slipped to the floor and then rolled, kicking upward, he managed to knock the knife out of the prisoner’s hand…”That one, Commander – he’s the dark lord!”

“How would you know, Pleiadian scum?” snarled the man… and then paused, cocking his head reading Raphael’s frequencies, “Ah, you were one of ours once – these are not your masters!  You belong to me!”

The dark lord reached out to touch DeAires once more, but he had moved away and managed to stand up, shaking. “No, never – kill him, Commander, before he touches anyone else!”

“What, no trial?” mocked the dark lord.

Not for your kind – fire, men!”

The dark lord screamed dropping to the floor as the fire of three laze guns hit his body.  Esturias watched in horror as a black cloud rose from the body and dissipated into the air.  “What was that?”

“Sir, you don’t want to know…” replied DeAires. “He’s marked me so now I’ll have to submit to a scan…”

“Sorry about that, lad,” replied Esturias regretfully.

The waiting healers came forward to examine the remaining prisoners who glanced nervously towards DeAires and his Eagles.  DeAires was examined first and was found clear of any devices.  All of the prisoners had control devices that had penetrated deep into their bodies.  Esturias received the report from the healers and then walked over towards the prisoners to announce their fate, “Sorry, men… you’re all infected with artificial intelligence; it’s just a matter of time when you’ll become like what you just witnessed. And right now, we don’t have the technology required to remove those implants.  You’re all sentenced to death.”

As Esturias turned away from the condemned men, his face was grim.  He didn’t like condemning men who had probably been tricked or forced into following the dark lords, but he didn’t have a choice in the matter.  As DeAires had told him – other men, his men could fall victim to the AI and endanger the whole fleet.  He nodded to Lantrill, the warrior commander, who responded with a loud, “Fire, men!”  And he winced at the sound of falling bodies on the hard floor.

Esturias left the hangar bay, leaving the instructions for the deceased prisoners to be placed in caskets and sent into the nearest sun; perhaps they would be reborn free of the impediments taken on by their souls – but that was now out of his hands.  A very subdued DeAires and his Eagle guards followed him, along with the Feline warrior contingent.  DeAires had been cleared by the healers, but he would bear watching to see if his behavior changed in the coming days.  As he watched the procession following the boy, he had an ironic thought:  someone watching this would think the boy was some sort of king rather than a lowly officer – it was obvious that men became extremely protective around him without the boy even noticing.  Odd that… Perhaps as Pleiadians, they sensed the energy of the Mother within him…

Come on, DeAires, we’re heading back to The Golden Bee.  I want you to get some rest.  You’ve been put through the mill today.”

“Thank you, sir,” replied DeAires, his voice sounding rather exhausted.  Esturias thought the boy was looking rather peaky.

One of the Eagles spoke up, “We’ll take care of him, sir – we’re used to nursing him after all.”

Esturias looked rather amused to hear a huge Eagle admit that he acted as a nursemaid for a full-grown man… but then there were extenuating circumstances, weren’t there.  He was going to have a long discussion with his Father when he managed to take some leave home…

DeAires managed to walk back to the airlock that attached The Golden Bee to the mothership, just stumbling once or twice and recovering with Garry’s support.  When he got to his quarters, he collapsed on his sleeping pad and went right to sleep, sprawled out in his uniform.  When Tomás entered the room and looked in askance at Earl and Garry, the latter shrugged, “He had a run-in with a dark lord this afternoon.  Looks like all that martial training you gave him finally paid off – “

Earl nodded, conveying the scene in private telepathic mode.  Tomás was astonished… that Cmdr. Esturias would endanger his friend’s life in such a manner… and that DeAires had managed to free himself for the first time in his short life.  It was another stepping stone to healing the deep wounds of the past, but he would have to keep a better eye on the youngster after this.

After a moment’s thought, he cautioned, “Look, lads, be careful how you mention this to Kantor.  He’s come close to losing this brother of his four times this life…”

The two Eagles nodded and continued looking down at the sleeping Raphael.  For now, he would stay out of trouble… at least if he didn’t have any of those dreams of his… and who knew.  Life with Raphael was never dull for long.

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Line Cmdr. Sundeelia – Remembrance, Part 9: “Motivation”

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Line Cmdr. Sundeelia – Remembrance, Part 9: “Motivation”

Editor’s Note:  I haven’t finished the part of this saga regarding the interlude that my soul spent in the healing houses of the planet, Arcturus… so here are further thoughts about and experiences from the life of Commander Delos, a Sirian who lived and died in the ancient galactic wars, also known as the great Star Wars…

Apparently, I’m not ready to abandon Delos to his fate just yet.  There are more depths to his character and motivations that require me to dig deep.  As with Delos, I am not afraid to face the darkness within, but seek to drag it into the light of introspection.  Perhaps my willingness to do so will aid others who shared in my experiences or similar ones during what has been referred to as the Orion wars or better known as the great Star Wars.  There is much healing to be done for many who are not yet aware of that need.  They will be…soon.

A sense of the richness of the Sirian culture is beginning to percolate to the surface of my consciousness.  I think Delos pushed a lot of that aside in his determination to focus on the matters at hand, keeping the people safe.  Towards the end, he became very simple in the manner of his dress, which his son, Aman the priest, interpreted as being an insult against his mother who was one of the wealthiest women in the great city of Sirust.  On the other hand, Delos’ mate, Anya, emulated his practices and ignored the protestations of her son by adopting the custom of wearing simple, well-made gauzy sheer white and gold sarees for her main form of dress.

What must be clear to some of my readers was the fact that Delos and his son were often at odds.  He did not understand his father’s motivations in going to war.

It’s little wonder that I feel a little distant from some of my reincarnated family members even now. I’m still working to release my prejudices and judgment against this young man who I felt did not understand my passion for war, for defending our worlds — it wasn’t that I loved war, I was just good at it, strategy, tactics, outguessing the enemy, tuning into the frequencies, knowing when and where to strike — these were all skills and talents…gifts if you will, that I brought into that incarnation. I was doing what I could do where and when I was needed. I didn’t fear death — that was obvious especially in my last moments. Delos was certainly a complex, talented man used to command. I know this is not my path today but he is still within me.

In bringing up these painful memories and visions, I am doing what I can to release, transmute, and transform these energies so I might move on.  I am not seeking to let go of what Delos was, but am intent in integrating that masculine part of my Being within.  I am striving to remember and resolve the pain, trauma, and misunderstandings that go along with fighting for freedom and the Light, often without the approval or understanding of those who know and love you.

I will tell you from a place of deep experience, it is not wise to stuff these feelings down like I was forced to due to the imperative need of the day…that is why I am only now able to address and release this deep, deep trauma.  There was simply no time to heal the wounds; I was forced by circumstance to move on, to the next battle, the next alarm, the next thing that had to be done to prepare the fleet.  I was the Commander, in charge, and so everything in my life including my long-suffering but patient mate, Anya, was relegated to the sidelines.  Any warrior will understand this driving need to protect and serve those he loves in the best way s/he knows, but unfortunately for the health of our relationship, my son was not a warrior and so rebelled against what he thought was wrong, ungodly behavior.  I am not making excuses for my actions, just stating what I see as the facts of our collective circumstances during those trying and painful days of the Great Star Wars…

It is my understanding now, in retrospect, that my son, Aman, was terrified of war, of death, and the destruction that it wrought.  I sensed this fear in those days when he angrily refused to attend the academy to which I wanted to send him to prepare him for entering into the space force.  Instead, he threw into my startled face his desire to become a priest and devote his life to praying, fasting, and asking forgiveness for his killer of a father.  I was stunned at his outburst but knew well enough what was behind it, so I let him pursue his desires.  He became a priest, a good one… and one day he too would serve the people by engendering the idea of the forcefield that would eventually protect the Sirian isles from invasion – but I didn’t know that at the time, didn’t have time to argue, and so I let him go.  It wouldn’t do to have someone who was unwilling to face his own personal demons before coming into contact with real ones.  I sensed the core of fear and understood.  Even as a warrior, I knew compassion for my men.  I learned that, in part, from a great one, Commander and Lord Lyonell, of the Pleiadian fleet, one of my early mentors.

In the early days of my apprenticeship with Commander Lyonell, he had me accompany a scouting/clean-up team that was going to visit one of the isolated Pleiadian isles after an attack.  Understand that the Pleiadian star system has thousands of isles within it and since the beginning salvos of the galactic wars, several smaller systems like that of Lord Lyonell and his feline people had entered under Pleiadian jurisdiction as their fleet was one of the largest around.  Still, the ships couldn’t be everywhere at once and so there were casualties.

As we flew over the isle in question at low elevation, the team could see indications of violent fighting, houses, and outbuildings on fire, crops destroyed, trees and shrubs chopped down, but there was very little evidence of survivors.  We wondered about this…until the scanning tech indicated to the captain of the crew that he spotted some life-signs a short way from the last group of buildings we had passed over.  We circled back and seeking an open space, landed.  The crew wisely used precautions, placing guards at the ship as the rest of us scattered in twos to search out the survivors.

What we saw made our stomachs clench… a woman was sprawled out on the ground.  Her clothes were torn, her face and what we could see of her body bruised and swollen.  She had been raped…that was obvious.

She was barely coherent but managed to grab up a hidden knife and aim it at the first man who walked up; she knew how to defend herself.  The officer kicked it away and bent down, speaking to her softly, moving closer.  She tried to crawl away and then stopped and stared directly at me.  Who are you?  These are Pleiadians…but who…what are you?

Most of the men I was with that day were pure-blooded human Pleiadians, solid, tall and dark-haired for the most part.  I stood out as I was slender in build, tall with white blonde hair and with the pale white-bluish skin of a high-born Sirian…something not often seen in these parts.  I would imagine that my mind was also slightly strange to her, as well.

I signed to the other men, wait there, and then approached her slowly, carefully, with my weaponless hands fully exposed in front of my body.   I directed a thought, “Friend”, and a stream of calming energies towards the woman who was now endeavoring to sit up.  I felt and saw her sense the energies and intent of my greeting and began to relax.   It was a trick, a skill that my Father had taught me, mostly to use around frightened animals, but it also worked on people in need.

I got down on my knees at her side when I sensed that she was now open to receiving help.  She then startled me by abruptly reaching out and placing her hands on either side of my face.  Instinctively I attempted to pull back but then stopped the motion as she began to send a series of relentless images directly into my consciousness, searing images:

Night, they came in the night…burning, shooting at people… (Sob) they grabbed the children, all the children and some of the women, killed the men…

 The images she sent into my consciousness were far more graphic than I care to share here.  Then she drew my face down to hers.  Dirty, streaked with tears, bloody with scratches, she looked wildly into my eyes…I saw what they were going to do with the children; I saw it in their ugly minds…!

 With the last horrible images etched across my consciousness, she sighed, and then fell into a faint.  I signaled to one of the other men to bring a stretcher.  The woman would need immediate care.

I’m not writing a horror story here, but if you have read or watch anything about satanic abuse and ritual then you will be quite aware of what was ahead for the captured children.  For the women, they would become slaves until they were killed, too.  The modus operandi of these creatures hasn’t changed in the thousands of years since the great star wars.  Yes, they’re here, on Earth, among you now; working in a slower, more covert manner than they did with us, but the intention is the same, to steal your world away and kill your people.  Some of them appear to be human, but they have only a semblance of a heart that keeps their bodies functioning; the rest is all arrogant darkness.

The men were horrified that these things were happening to their people, to the innocent ones…to anyone.  I conveyed my thoughts to them, although I wasn’t in command and not Pleiadian.  Let us survey the rest of the isle and see if there are any other survivors.  Then we must take this woman back with us to the mothership so she can receive medical care and healing.

The captain looked at me with amusement.  You’re not one of us…

 Does it matter?  She is a human being and needs help.  And there may be more who need our help?   

The captain nodded in agreement.  Do as the Sirian says.  Take the woman on board.  If she wakes, give her some liquids and keep her warm; she’s in shock and is badly hurt.

The isle was small so it was a quick trip.  I wondered if the woman we rescued was the one who managed to send for help.  Yes…came the faint telepathic reply.  I am the only one… I couldn’t save them!

Fortunately, the woman survived her wounds.  She was a tough one, a farmer’s wife.  At least as a Pleiadian female, she would not be subjected to the ordeal of suttee, a realization that appealed to my senses.  Then, with some guilt, I admonished myself for questioning the ancient beliefs and customs of my Sirian people.  Still, the idea stuck in my head, filed away for consideration later…

As she recovered on the return trip, I proceeded to quietly make friends with San’ai as she called herself.  She had an excellent talent for observation, was quite intelligent and possessed a strong will to live.  She described what she termed the slave ship that had landed smaller shuttles on her world.  The population was small on this simple agricultural isle, just three or four large extended families working huge acres.  This information amazed me; our farmers used many more people, but it did seem that some of the isles were very sparsely inhabited, indeed.  No wonder it was hard to defend them…

When we returned to the mothership, I spoke personally with Commander Lyonell after he had been briefed by the Pleiadian crew.  The lord was standing in his conference room, next to the large chair that he usually sat in during planning meetings.  He stretched his long arms up, much like a smaller cat, yawned, and then gave me a penetrating look with his golden eyes.  So what did you think about that little trip, Sirian?

In a swift flood of images, I conveyed what we had encountered, the woman and her story, what I thought should be done to better defend these more isolated isles… and finally, to recommend that the woman be given the option of joining the Command.  She was tough, a fighter, intelligent, and well suited to be of use…and her family was gone, her way of life destroyed.  When I was done with my report, I added, Now, I see why I need to continue this fight and do whatever is necessary to keep my people safe!

 Lyonell was silent for a moment, and then he yawned, again… Sorry, I need some rest; I’ve been on this since 0600.  He paused, looking at me thoughtfully, and said: You know…the captain was right about you.  You have a natural air of command and a degree of compassion and understanding not many warriors possess.  I foretell that you will go far in your Sirian fleet; that someday, you may even be its head commander!

He was right… a mere twenty years later; I was the head commander…until the day of my last battle.

Being the only Sirian here, I had intentionally kept another observation to myself… San’ai was afraid of the Pleiadians, at first, before she noticed me.  Why?  

You can see this as a story, but it is, in reality, my story…the story of an earlier incarnation as a Sirian male.  Some of the people involved in this story have walked into my life in this one or at least have come to my attention through social media.  I do not share these stories out of a desire to make myself look important in the eyes of others, but to assist myself in clearing the old energies of trauma, what I suffered as a warrior through being in battle, but more importantly, what others suffered around me through the seemingly endless years of war and attrition.  Even Sirust, the great sprawling capital city of Sirius A, suffered from vicious attacks, although they were rapidly repelled.  It was a revelation to our people about the importance of coming together to work to save our worlds; it was the seeds planted that eventually led the Sirian people to create a collective thought form that would forever protect their world.  And when that was completed and the safety of our worlds assured (Sirius A, Osiris, Ganat, and the other small isles and moons) it was time for our Sirian fleet to assist our Pleiadian allies in their battle to drive the enemy out of their star system.

My role in this great Sirian drama was at an end.  Due to my dedication to Sirius, my Father, Lord Chananda and his Father, Lord Krishna, appealed to the Lords of Karma for a special dispensation on my behalf, that I receive healing for my light body until it was time for me to reincarnate in another time and place.  I did not know of this until just as I write these words as this kind of knowledge comes when it is time to be dispensed and only then.  I do not know why I was afforded such consideration, only that I am truly grateful to the ones I still call Father and Great Grandfather today!

If my words can help one other person towards being able to release their ancient trauma from the Star Wars, then I have done well.  You see, what is going on in your world today is the culmination of those same wars.  They did not end when the fallen ones were thrown out of the higher worlds; they are here today among you, posing as regular people.  They are not.  Do not fall into fear, however, as Victory of the Light is at hand.  The Galactic Federation of Light, forged from those battles long ago, is here in your solar system and in your skies, to aid humanity in their fight for freedom!  Call for our assistance, as we respect your free will even as your enemies do not.

Peace to all,

I AM Line Cmdr. Sundeelia 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 as Elizabeth Escher or as 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, 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 Sundeelia VaCoupe

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

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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

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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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Sundeelia: What Ascension Is and Is Not

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Sundeelia:  What Ascension Is and Is Not

The above is a somewhat grandiose title, is it not?  However, I will do my best to advance understanding of what ascension truly is, and that is EVOLUTION.  Specifically, it is about soul evolution, starting from the individual level and proceeding to the collective, in terms of what is currently undergoing on Earth.  As a people, you are not ready for unity consciousness.  It will happen, but not yet, as there are many steps to go through, primarily achieving world peace and acceptance of diversity in this world.

To illustrate my understandings, I would like to use a quote from Archangel Michael, as given through one of His long-time messengers, Ronna Herman Venzane.  I feel that what Michael is telling us here is simply overlooked by many who deem themselves as spiritual aspirants, but who are really just fooling themselves right now about their current level of spiritual evolution.

This message was given on May 1, 2018.  Go here for the complete message from Michael.

“Beloved masters, first of all, we wish to clarify WHAT ASCENSION IS NOT. At your present state of evolution, the ascension of the physical body along with your Soul-Self will only be possible for a few very advanced avatars that have opened the path for humanity’s ascension into the next level of higher consciousness. The beloved Yeshua, along with many great avatars and the angelic realm, set the stage and planted the cosmic Seeds of Creator Light in preparation for this extraordinary process.

In order to ascend in the physical vessel at this time, you would have to almost complete the transformation of your physical body into frequencies of Divine Light, and raise the harmonics of your Soul Song to those of the highest planes of the Fifth Dimension and above. It is wishful thinking to assume that it is possible to transmute the density of a Third- / Fourth-dimensional physical body into a Fifth-Dimensional vessel of Light in one lifetime.

You, the vanguard, the Star Seed, are supplying the fuel, Adamantine Particles of Light, to activate the Seeds of ascension, which were planted on Earth over 2,000 years ago. Humanity is in a purification stage, in preparation for a much greater expansion of consciousness, which is affecting more and more Souls as it sweeps the Earth and accelerates exponentially as a result.

At the present stage of evolutionary change, the physical bodies of the aspirants/disciples on the Path are in the process of being infused with the transforming power of Creator Light. The cells of higher consciousness are awakening and bursting forth with the alchemical formula of transformation. You are in the process of cleansing your Auric Field of a major portion of the negative/distorted vibrational frequency patterns which have dimmed your Auric Light and have resulted in the manifestation of all the miscreations within the physical vessel.”

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From what I have observed while being here in an Earth human vehicle is that humanity is in the beginning stages of breaking out of thousands of years of control by alien forces, both from 3D minions, 4D astral and above (to upper 5D) forces influencing the agendas of the global elite. I’m sure that those who feel they identify with the New Age philosophy or religion, would dispute my understandings.  I really don’t care.  As I have oft stated, I am not here to be popular or to gain followers.

From my observations, both while here and above while on duty, I see the susceptibility of Earth humans to believe those whom they deem hold some kind of level of authority.  Thus, it is easy to plant misinformation in books, channeled messages, and spiritual movements, while collecting thousands of willing followers who end up “feeding” these “teachers” their energies, consciously or unconsciously.  Earth humans do not seem to understand the simple premise that to “follow” someone else is to give away your power and sovereignty.  This is a true statement for this particular stage of human evolution as it was completely derailed by the alien forces mentioned above and now is in the process of being further infiltrated by individuals who are actively aligned with the dark forces.  Be especially careful when attending seminars, reading books, or listening to channeled messages.  Listen to your intuition and put aside those materials or teachings that do not resonate.  This is for your well-being as you further hone your ability to discernment the intention, even the real frequencies of some individuals who advertise their great abilities and evolution.  Unfortunately, there are quite a few spiritual charlatans “out there”.  Be warned.

Even as a star seed, to become a spiritual aspirant takes work.  Yeshua spent many lifetimes on Earth before he was fully ready to reiterate the Path of Initiation in its fullness, from Baptism to his ascension as Light Body.  One cannot just waltz upon the scene, work with a spiritual healer to clear their auric field, and then expect to activate one’s MerKaBa and fully return to the Light Worlds.

For one thing, there is the need to actively clear out all human programming, especially if one has incarnated here within an Earth vehicle.  The programming takes years to clear, even lifetimes.  It is fortunate that now, given the current transitional period, certain spiritual dispensations have been granted so that a true aspirant can advance these auric clearings exponentially.

One thing that bothers some who have read my articles is the fact that I’m not here to ascend.  A certain minor portion of my consciousness is here to enliven the physical vehicle, but the greater portion of “I” remains in 6-7D consciousness.  As a member of the Galactic Federation of Light, I am required to drop down in frequency to 5D in order to function fully with other humanoid species, but I retain my Angelic frequencies all the same.  We are fully capable of functioning across more than one frequency level due to our spiritual evolution and experience, plus extensive training in the Temples and etheric Retreats.  Dropping down further to 3D is…painful at worst, uncomfortable at best.

One thing about my experiences in more than one frequency “zone”, it enables me to weigh whether or not anyone is really as evolved as they claim they are… and sadly, most are not, even those who are star seed.

First and foremost, humility is required for one to proceed with any degree of grace and ease on the Path of Initiation, and if I am completely honest, there is little ease involved in the process.  Physical, emotional, and sometimes even mental pain or discomfort seem to accompany the process in due measure.  It is a part of being locked within a strict schoolroom for the duration of your stay here, which for most, will be more than one lifetime.

One thing that I’ve noticed especially this year is that the energies on Earth have intensified hugely compared to even five years ago.  I can make the comparison by looking through the Akashic records left behind by my sister, Tazjma Kumara VaCoupe, who DID ascend and return Home, along with several of her friends and relatives.  Others, who also came in as wayshowers long ago, accompanying Yeshua and other spiritual teachers, are even now preparing to return Home at the end of this particular incarnation.  These ascensions will happen if these aspirants manage to clear their emotional and mental bodies of all detritus garnered through many lifetimes on Earth.  It is one of the things that each soul coming to Earth is warned against; the Veil will make all forgetful and unless they work at it, evolution stops for a time, until rebooted by the great cycles.

So, with the energies intensifying, as the Sun goes into a Grand Solar Minimum, the Earth is left vulnerable to the onslaught of Cosmic and photonic rays.  The climatic changes are signaling the beginning of even more intense earth changes.  The human vehicles will be undergoing a transformation, as well, as the DNA is greatly affected and can be altered by the Cosmic Rays.  This is a stage of human evolution, which occurs in a cyclical fashion except when halted by the manipulations of your erstwhile controllers.

I have noticed that I have had plenty of difficulties with my physical vehicle these past few months, with repetitive bouts of flu-like symptoms or a reactivation of bronchitis which Taz suffered through during 2014-15.  I have been given to understand that the old records from both Taz and I (from the Galactic Wars) are being brought up to the surface for clearing.  When this clearing is done, hopefully, I will be able to rebuild the strength and vitality of this vehicle. It has been indicated to me, by one of my mentors, that I was able to release quite a bit of really ancient records last week.  Yet, it continues.  It is all part and parcel of being “human” during this stage of transition; everything that has been hidden or suppressed, even for a good reason, is now “up” to be cleared.  If you choose to ignore what is coming up, it will continue to take different forms and circumstances until you are willing to handle it or go out of body.

As one who has remembrance of many of my “deaths”, I can confirm that life continues.  For whatever reason, my current Star Family recalled me to incarnate once again, this time as a Pleiadian female.  I have yet to know the entire purpose of this lifetime; at least I can’t quite grasp it while here.  It all seems rather elusive at times due to my own inability to fully “tune-in”… and then sometimes, the veils just part and I can catch glimpses as to my purpose for being.  It doesn’t truly matter…just that I work now on clearing what I came to clear, as the energies available here on Earth support this kind of work very well right now.

I’ve noticed a reluctance in many star seed to “be here” on Earth.  The times are difficult and challenging, especially for those who are present to balance karmic energies from ancient Atlantis and Lemuria.  For some of the star seeds involved, as your personal frequencies rise, old implants from Atlantis are being activated within your bodies.  Although many spiritual healers advertise that they can successfully remove these implants, we find it more likely that you are bound to get implanted with more, newer versions designed to control your consciousness and cause you harm.  Implant removal takes great skill, using “hands of light” to remove the implants without damaging the tissue around them.  I would advise all to exercise caution when seeking spiritual healings.

One thing that can assist the spiritual aspirant is to become close to the Earth, to consciously engage with her elements and with the elemental beings.  People talk of being “grounded” but it is more than walking barefoot on grass.  It is about being involved at a deep emotional level with the one who is Mother while you wear an Earth human vehicle.  And only you can discover the best way to go about that process.

Spiritual evolution takes place in stages.  Right now, the movement has accelerated due to impending earth changes as well as changes in the geopolitical atmosphere of the planet.  The dark was about to grab control of all life here and still is a great threat, but we have seen the planet cleared of their influence as these individuals, minions of fallen angels and invaders from an alien universe cannot survive on a planet whose frequency will overtake theirs… at some point.  Remember, the dark forces can exist up to and including 5D.  Just removing your frequency level to 5D will not free your world of the dark team entirely until you can join in unity consciousness and discover a way to find your world free.

Lord Krishna

Once, long ago, the ancient star culture of Sirius faced a similar enemy and dilemma; how could they save and protect their worlds and their people?  Theirs was a brilliant solution, one involving the collective consciousness of all the citizens of Sirius, including Sirius A, B, and C, and that of all the surrounding planets and moons.  They joined with the Soul consciousness of their worlds, the great Stars, and planets, and designed a simple solution:  The entire energy field, you could say the Causal Body of Sirius now makes it impossible for anyone who is not of Sirian descent or lineage to stay there for more than a few hours.  For anyone who has ill intent on the people of Sirius, they cannot enter the energy field at all, which effectively bars the Belial and their negatively polarized associates.  The entire forcefield of Sirius vibrates one way and then reverses itself periodically.  Recently, I was able to go to Sirius on a special visit to my Star Family there, actually descendants of mine from previous lifetimes in Sirius.  Due to my dual Sirian lineage from both parents, I was able to stay for five hours and no more.  That is an effective deterrent to invasion wouldn’t you say?

Perhaps someday the people of Earth will come up with a brilliant scheme of their own in order to protect this planet and Solar System from any further incursion of negative alien species.  First and foremost, would be to, as a collective, raise your frequency levels.  And that process starts with the individual in course of building self-mastery.  Once there are enough true and fully grounded masters, then the planetary consciousness will be prepared to undergo further expansion.  As Archangel Michael explained in the message at the start of this article, this process is currently being activated by star seed.  It does not mean the process will be completed in the next month, the next year, or being the next age.

Step by step, star seed.  Your duty and mission here is to now water the roots of what seeds of expansion that have been anchored prior by the great wayshowers, those who have already ascended, having completed their missions.  The great expansion of Christ Consciousness (or Buddhic, if you so wish) throughout the population will occur at a much slower pace than that which most of you might wish. And then, again, perhaps something extraordinary will supercharge human evolution here… such as the eventual return of a physical spiritual hierarchy?

My advice to all is to take your ascension process step by step.  Those who are the true wayshowers are now far in advance of the human collective, yet it is just those people whom you are here to serve, as well as the planet on which you now depend for life.  A humble, open-heart, grounded in inner wisdom and grace will go far.  Those who seek self-aggrandizement and who advance their work beyond their true level of evolution and soul development will be tripped up by their arrogance and ego.  Know thyself and cut yourself free of all ego trips and tricks.  Be free and act as mentors of humanity by being living examples of internal peace, kindness, and humility. It is the humble man who approaches the Divine.  Also, know that many of you will be here upon the Earth for a long time from now, whatever happens.  Your mission is not just one lifetime, but many.  There will be time to walk upon the true Path of Initiation as it forms before you, one step at a time.

I go now.  It is time to rest this recovering body some more and to receive nourishment.

Go in Peace.  Find understanding by listening within.  Discover those who love you and walk beside you through each day, whether or not you are aware of their presence.  You are not alone and are well-loved, each and every one of you.

Namasté,

I AM Sundeelia VaCoupe, Line Commander, of the Starship The White Winds

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