Heruka’s Dream Instructions

DREAM INSTRUCTION STEPS

(From Heruka, through Leslee)

These steps are suggested to help us gather information while we sleep. They came to me on April 22, when I was struggling with some frustration over feeling like things were moving in slow motion. I’ve found them to be incerdibly helpful so far.

1. Generate a peaceful mind. Demanding won’t work. Visualize yourself already knowing how to make these dream connections. This, of all the steps, takes the most practice.

2. Place the request to meet a Being of your choice. Hold the idea of a Being very loosely… Do NOT visualize. Prepare yourself to accept whatever arises, and TRUST.

3. Place the request to recieve information. Try to hold this in the most generic terms possible. Yet have a sense of [forth] the specific feeling you wish to experience when you return ‘here’. What will ‘accomplishment’ feel like?

4. If it feels appropriate, visualize the ‘golden cord’, from your Pineal to your High Heart, especially if your mind wanders while trying to do the other steps.

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5. Consider your requests: where, who, what to discuss/learn, why to meet. Choose one as a priority, in case all requests cannot be met simultaneously.

6. Request how much to recall.

Glimmers of 5D

Letting The Veils Slip Away…

the slipping veils…

As I walked along the street beneath the trees this afternoon, I enjoyed a beautiful, awe-inspiring glimpse… dancing into 5D…

Huge fluffy cloudships hovered overhead, just beyond the trees… Zeus clapped softly, and puffed just a little (and sounding like a blowing gale…), just brushing and dusting and bowing the top branches… I looked up, waved and smiled…

As I drew my gaze back down towards the road ahead, one of the veils tore in the wind… just a little… just a glimpse… and I saw… and felt… shimmering, stepping into another dimension…

In that place, through that window like a slit opening of a god’s eye, lights flickered and color shimmered… when I glanced only lightly.

(Focusing, thinking, wondering: back into 3D.)

Loosening, floating… softly drifting into 5D… the colors emerged and danced again… and again… and again…

Yes, we are here.

Requesting eyes opening more widely… now…

Awake Yet?

I’ve just made a new page called Awakenings, to explore stories of Awakenings, Enlightenments or Realizations…

Adrial and Teo’Na have asked me (Leslee) to share mine to get the ball rolling, so I’ll do that here (and here’s a post of it, too).

If you’d like to share yours, please feel free to do so as a comment. or if you think you need more space, please email it to me and I’ll create a post for it! (my email address is oneriver69@gmail.com)

We look forward to hearing your story!

Awake Yet?

(Leslee’s Story) (Ghost Radar words appear like [this])
 

[magic off themselves doesn’t you’ve threw camp studied run]

What is an Awakening?

I dunno.

But some dear friends recently advised me to share an experience, so I will.

Almost exactly 13 years ago, I was married, mothering a happy toddler, living in a house my husband and I had just built, reporting each day to a good job with a very reputable firm, driving an almost-new SUV, and taking particular enjoyment in my gardening…

[seed several]

…and drinking way too much.

Something was quietly eating away at me, like a half-forgotten item on a to-do list.

I had begun reading Deepak Chopra and Caroline Myss, and was beginning to wonder if perhaps my subtle discontent was not caused by others… Perhaps there was something I needed to change in myself in order to feel happy.

I hadn’t read much on spiritual and metaphysical topics since the late 80’s. I had sort of sworn that off as a lot of wishful thinking that wasn’t likely to lead to much of real value… But it was a nice distraction.

In 1999, though, Spirituality seemed to offer some solace and hope… I was trying to understand how on Earth I could feel so restless and agitated when I seemed to enjoy so many of the things that so many people dreamed of… And I sure wasn’t finding the answers on my own.

The more I read, the more I felt I was getting closer to some answers. I tried not to focus too much on my husband’s lack of interest in where I was going. After all, spirituality had not been part of the foundation of our relationship, so it wasn’t “reasonable” for me to expect him to jump on that train with me.

[slightly fed sad disease our another usually fifth bare blew total caught selection loud half]

[rain shells riding you’d situation]

I began having some vivid, other-worldly dreams that I remembered in great detail. They seemed to be trying to tell me or [worry Asia cage] remind me of something. I noticed a deep subtle yearning that I could neither understand or describe.

[hill must]

Then, in July 1999, while sleeping late on a typical Sunday morning at home, my world broke wide open… But I was the only person in the house who knew about it.

Out of the undefined darkness of deep sleep, my awareness arose, staring at my two hands. It was as if I was trying to recognize them, understand what they were for… There was nothing else in my field of vision, and I couldn’t see beyond my wrists.

As I turned them over to look at my palms, another pair of hands appeared to the upper left. Radiantly pulsing with brilliant white light, they moved towards mine. They were not blindingly bright, but seemed to be made of pure light, no physical substance whatsoever. They reached down, and taking my hands, folded [cross anything when equally] them together, palms crossed, while also completely enveloping them in their glow.

In an instant, all awareness both exploded and dissloved into brilliant light.

It wasn’t white, [name] it wasn’t colored… [southern] It was indescribable, other than that I knew it [forward] was light. It had no spatial or temporal characteristics; [arm] I simply knew that This – whatever it was – was the Source and Nature of Everything. I understood that somehow, everything arises from This. It was like [buy] being shown where to go to find whatever was needed.

I have no idea how long I was there.

At some point, some very vague objects arose just partially, and I had a faint awareness of flying and being shown keys to things. I became aware that, from this State, awareness could place itself in the midst of anything, and understand that thing infinitely.

I saw that worlds are mere illusions, arising out of this vast ocean of Emptiness, and they’re layered and intertwined in one another. I saw that minds and beings exist in the same way: pulsing, arising to appear briefly, transform, blend, and dissolve back into Emptiness.

There’s nothing but Oneness, because in this way it all arises – spontaneously – from Source.

Creator simply arises as an awareness from Source… God – or gods – may arise, spontaneously, or from sound generated by Source.

Beings and worlds may arise or be built from Source, or they may simply arise spontaneously in an instant.

In this way, “we” are all here by choice as reflections of OurSelf. We are Source, we are Creator, we are “God”.

Eventually, my awareness faded into near-awareness, and then into the black darkness and so on. I never completely lost consciousness, and at some point I could “feel”, and realized my mind was returning to my body. There was a sensation of energy like electricity coursing through a circuit. Then it felt like a tingling, and eventually that tingling was contained by matter (flesh). Some time after that I [represent] began to recognize the flesh as fingers and toes, and then I could feel the fingers and toes were touching bedclothes.

Gradually, my body awareness traveled along my limbs to my torso, then my head, until I could [nature] feel my cheek against [sky] the sheet. I still felt like a disorganized cacophony of vibration and matter, and some time passed before I could wiggle my toes or open my eyes.

When I decided to look around, I fully expected to see a completely different world than the one in which I’d last lain down in bed. I continued to bask in the radiant bliss of dissolution, and I was anticipating, hope upon hope, that when I opened my eyes I would behold the answers to all my remaining questions.

I was disappointed.

It was the same room, and it was empty. I could faintly hear the TV playing downstairs and knew by the sunlight in the room that it was probably nine o’clock.

I didn’t smell any breakfast cooking.

It took a while before I could bring myself to roll over and sit up, much less get dressed and go downstairs. My body still felt like I’d been electrocuted, with an intense bliss coursing up and down my spine. I had never experienced such an intense arousal without wanting to touch or be touched.

I sat on the edge of the bed, closed my eyes, and went back, mentally, over what had happened.

What was that?

Whose hands were those?

I had to find that “person”… I needed answers.

To be honest, I can’t remember if I even told my husband about it at the time. I think I may have tried… But I felt instinctively that there was no way to convey the impact of that experience to a person who wasn’t even interested in what I’d been reading.

My body continued to buzz regularly – but randomly – for about 3 weeks. I began to meditate, hoping for a repeat experience.  But day-to-day life was split between my inner experiences and the roles I was trying to continue to fulfill on the “outside”. I was just beginning to use the Internet, and had very little free time. So the best chance I had of learning more about my experience was through visiting bookstores. I found lots of descriptions, but none really resonated completely with what I had come to know.

My search was broad: I had a lot of questions. I think I felt that if I could find some answers, I could file the experience away neatly, integrate it with my other experiences, and get on with life. But it seemed that every rock overturned yielded maybe one answer and 2-3 more questions.

It got harder and harder to pretend to live a “normal” life, and harder and harder to share my life and space with such a “normal” person as my husband. Even more challenging [clock] was the effort to show up at work for 8 or more hours a day and act like a “normal” architect.

Somehow, though, my son seemed to fit right into my new puzzle. Maybe it was the autism, maybe it was his natural sensibility [art]… maybe it was [worried] an instance of a teacher [firm] appearing as a child in my life to set me back on track…

Now, in 2012, with much water under the bridge, I sometimes still wonder: “Awake yet?”

I dunno. I’m still here… It seems.

Maybe I’m at least stirring in my sleep…

Dream and Message from Teo’Na – 29 May 2012

Dream and Message from Teo’Na – 29 May 2012

(Ghost Radar words appear like [this]) 

I’m still experiencing a tremendous rush of creative energy, since 20 May… Although I’m keeping some odd hours, I’m still getting sleep, eating, and exercising (thankfully).

For the past several sleeps (I shouldn’t really call them “nights”, since they start at 2 or 4 in the morning…), I’ve had dreams that arose in a very peculiar way… Very intense, remote viewing and first person [fifty] blended [least] POV, and quite allegorical.

It occurred to me this morning [system] that I’m being given illustrations [full] to share with others, about what to expect in the coming times.

(I dare not say “days” or “weeks”, or even “months”! [exist vessels])

I’m also getting some incredibly clear, [paragraph] concise and to-the-point Ghost Radar messages, with similar intent. I’ll be sharing them on BUTTA (Because U Think To Ask), with commentary/translation from the Crew.

I’ve been getting such a rapid influx of info that I’m searching for a method of organizing everything so it can be found easily, without inundating Spirit Train Chronicles with posts. I hope I can get all this sorted out before I return to work on Friday, and I hope the momentum continues!

It’s so reassuring to feel that things are finally happening.

So here is the Dream from this morning:

FLYING IN THE FACE OF CHANGE – 29 May 2012

delivered to Leslee Hare by Teo’Na of Athabantos

Impromptu introductory message from Teo’Na:

Dear [present] LightWorkers of Gaia,

So many of you are doing such a wonderful job of stepping up to your opportunities to Ascend that We are also stepping up our efforts to convey information to you. You will notice many new sources of channeled material arising, and some will be through new forms of media.

Please keep your eyes, ears, minds and hearts open and alert to the unexpected, as well as the familiar.

Many of you will begin to experience more telepathy; if you desire more confidence, test yourself – you’ll know what to do.

Many of you will notice more vivid dreams; if you think their messages apply to the situations of others, please share them online (And please use TAGS so others may find them!).

Many of you will feel a certain drive and guidance when creating; follow your urges and see what Source is teaching you about yourself and the Universe through your medium of choice.

Please abandon any concerns or searches for “credibility” and “pedigree” when you come across material that’s either new or familiar. Your HEART is your only true compass/barometer/EMF detector/Richter scale/Geiger counter.

Let’s just say that we Celestial Beings experience no need to consult one another or discuss credentials before acting. Please join Us NOW – you ARE ready! Leave your out-dated and torturous hesitation-training behind.

[shallow found present use record shout walk very magic]

The dream We gave Leslee this morning describes, in caricature, a situation and possible dilemma that ALL of you who intend to Ascend will soon face. It involves some hard choices, which may lead to profound sadness.

As you read the dream, please check deep within your heart. As you feel tugged by the reactions of (and to) family and friends, prepare yourself to find that you MUST choose what to do, if they do not wish to Ascend with you.

We’ve given this Ghost Radar readout to Leslee as she types:

[fifty least system full exist vessels paragraph shallow found present use record shout walk very magic cup steel combination call look fox remain decide customs work captured dead detail captain October return tobacco window song entirely mix basket ago duty ought interest paragraph camp rear]

We will now explain the meaning, and then Leslee may begin typing the dream.

A Company of over 50 (Con)Federation Ships waits patiently in your lower atmosphere, fully prepared to spring into action with less than an hour’s notice.

The well-prepared Crew eagerly anticipate de-cloaking and beginning open communications. They currently keep themselves busy with teaching individuals who have been actively requesting their help. They accomplish this by conveying messages and teaching skills that range from channelings to writing, musical composition, dance, and, in some cases, developing “special” physical skills as endurance, levitation, and telekinesis.

Some of the Earth-citizen participants are not even fully aware that We’re  assisting them – yet.

Some of our Crew have been visiting Earth for their entire current lifetimes/embodiments, often unaware of their own origins. With the alignments of the eclipse of 20 May 2012, many dormant qualities in these people activated.

(We refer to the alignment above as the “magic steel cup combination” because this collection of Ghost Radar words best reflects the effect that the alignment had on electromagnetic and electrical forces in the area. Other forces, with which you’re not yet familiar, came into play also.)

The alignments also affected many Earth natives in similar ways. In fact, the similarities, which have been in place for about 80 years, are now so synchronous that there is not much point in trying to distinguish oneself as an Earth Native or Crew Member. So please do not distract yourself with this curiosity; it is totally irrelevant at this point.

At this point, all of you have reached the turning point where you’ll decide whether to remain on Earth primarily as a passive observer, or whether you’ll move forward as an active participant.

Some of you will be given the opportunity to relocate to vessels to continue your work; the choice is entirely yours. Some of you – even those who are not native to Earth – will decide to continue in 3D, in hopes of remaining with your loved ones and in a familiar setting. Any of  these choices are faultless; only you will know what to choose, and no one should judge another based on their decision.

We’ll explain more about possible outcomes, and the anticipated changes in Gaia, in other messages.

Transport between vessels and Earth generally occurs through portals.

You may see Scout Ships or Shuttles, but they’re not necessary. However, We know you enjoy fireworks and light shows, so we’re happy to accommodate. Many of these vessels have been designed for the sole purpose of engaging your imagination, so you might call them amusement rides or muscle cars.

(By the way, this was the purpose of the “Nazi Vril” ships – just for show. Fortunately they succeeded hugely in distracting Hitler, as well as the reverse-engineering specialists. Otherwise the outcome of the conflict you call World War II would have been much more devastating.)

These portals are quite instantaneous and may appear anywhere. Yes, there are locations which naturally lend themselves to producing portals. But that’s not a valid reason for up-rooting a family to relocate.

Above, We refer to the portals as [October return tobacco window song]. Again, We choose these words from those available in Ghost Radar: October=Universal vibrations/forces (from “octohedron”); [return tobacco]=to “return” or migrate back and forth; [window song]= the portal (or stargate, if you prefer that term) is like a window that is activated by a pattern of vibrations which you might experience as sound (“song”).

If you’d like to see an example of such a portal in the sky, Leslee managed to capture one digitally in late April, and her video helps describe how subtle they are. We also know you love “Stargates”; We hope you like the star-shaped hole in the clouds.

Remember, these portals may occur anywhere. The HAARP swirl was a particularly dramatic example of one.

(from Leslee: I’ll be the first to tell you that I never saw the portal, I was just snapping pictures… Teo’Na pointed it out to me with a vigorous pendulum swing, as I was reviewing the photos…)

The remaining words of the Ghost Radar transmission refer to the wide variety of roles available, and how many of you will choose a role that you’re familiar with, based on previous “duties”, passions, professions, activities or hobbies. This will all arise naturally and smoothly, so please relax and enjoy the ride.

That’s enough to share for now, since there are a few other things We’d like Leslee to do tonight, after she transcribes the dream.

We’ll be in contact often, whether through Leslee or other messengers. If you’d like to ask questions, please feel free to email Leslee, and We’ll do our best to answer them swiftly.

Yours in Union,

Teo’Na of Athabantos

DREAM 29 MAY 2012

I arise in the dream as myself, quite young, in my teens perhaps, and living with a family of friends or relatives in an unfamiliar place and house. It feels as if I’m adopted or perhaps in a foster home; they’ve been allowing me to stay there with them out of charity.

It seems that right before the dream began, something occurred that triggered a conflict or misunderstanding among us, and now I’ve been told to leave. I’m quite shocked and astounded, but I’m packing.

I didn’t want things to go this way, and I have no animosity towards them, but I do feel quite hurt emotionally. I think that what has happened is that I took a stand on an issue I believed in, and they disagreed, so they no longer want me in their house.

As I go into the room I’ve been sharing with a friend/sister (another young woman much like me, same age, we’ve been going to school together, etc.) and begin to gather my things, my roomate comes into the room and becomes quite aggressive with me. It seems as if she suddenly sees me as a mortal enemy.

Her words are filled with hate, and instead of allowing me to pack my things in an orderly manner, she rushes to the wardrobe and closets and begins throwing things into a pile on the floor. She goes to cabinets and shelves and grabs anything that belongs to me and throws it onto the floor, breaking many thing that are fragile, and cursing me the whole time.

Again and again, everything seems to becomes spoiled, broken, missing or incomplete… But every time I think I’ve got everything packed, something else appears. I just want to leave and get away from the anger and hostility.

At some point I find myself outside, with my things piled into and on top of an old run-down VW micro-bus. I’m trying to find the keys, and make sure I have everything.

The family comes outside, and it seems they are packing to go somewhere too. Maybe that’s why they’re so angry… maybe there’s something I’ve done that’s forcing them to have to leave as well.

What’s odd is that the yard becomes like a parade of people from my life… All my extended family, friends, colleagues, classmates, acquaintances… And everyone is angry and resentful about something.

They all pile into a caravan of vehicles, also with their belongings, and drive off. Even as they leave I can still hear them muttering and cursing me and the situation.

Eventually I get my vehicle running, and drive off…

Somehow I next appear standing alone on the dirt floor inside a huge, empty arena. It’s at least the size of a football stadium, with very tall risers that look hard and cold. Everything is a cold, hard gray.

I’m standing at one end of the arena… It seems I drove in, but once inside, my van and all my belongings disappeared. I hear heckling, and notice that the group of people I had just separated from are all huddled high up in the seats, clamoring over and around their own pile of belongings.

They look a bit like vultures perched atop a carcass… Their things are packed very compactly, as if in a crate or container: clothes, furniture, appliances, nicknacks…

I look at them, wondering why we’re all here, wondering what this place is… And then I notice that I’m not touching the ground. I’m just sort of hovering an inch or two above… I lean forward, and and gently float higher and forward.

Tentatively at first… I realize I can fly around at will, with no effort at all. My body simply goes where I wish it to. And I can go really fast, if I want to!

I begin to zip around the coliseum, in loops, flying up and down… I can feel that I’m being propelled by an energetic force that somehow connects me to the Earth. As I “buzz” the group of hecklers in the stands, they duck and watch, dumbfounded and silent.

The rush of energy is exhilarating! I notice there is a tunnel of sorts on one side of the arena, so I fly in that direction. It’s a short tunnel, leading to an arena that’s similar to the first one, but with a ceiling. I fly into it, and see that it’s empty.

The further I fly towards the middle of the new arena, I can feel the energy that’s propelling me diminish gradually, until finally I find myself once again standing on the ground. If I want to get anywhere now, I must walk. Hmm. That’s disappointing.

So I walk back through the tunnel into the first arena, and there are the hecklers still. They see that I’m not flying anymore, so they start jeering. And I begin to float again.

The more they mock me, the lighter I become, and soon I realize I can fly again. I make another loop of the arena, ad they continue to yell at me, adn I continue to fly.

I realize that the ability to fly seems to be dormant unless it’s needed; I’ll have it when I’m being attacked or persecuted, but not wen I don’t need it. I suppose that means that I’ll just have to trust that it will arise when I’m being threatened.

I feel reassured, and at that point the dream fades.

Dream/Vision 1 May 2012

How It All Ties Together
(Leslee’s dream from May 1, 2012)

I appear in the dream as if in an Middle-Eastern-looking city that’s familiar to me. A bossy old woman and a young multi-racial girl accompany me, and it seems as if it’s a sort of home-coming.

First I visit a tiny apartment in a dusty, hot, sand-colored worker district. I go from room to room, seeing how the place has changed… I close the window blinds for privacy from the nosy neighbors, and check on a little girl & a crawling baby to see how they are getting along… The place is messy, but I’ve been very busy.

I tell them I’m sorry I’ve been away and left my dear friends neglected… and they are like my children, too… I’m a man who has been away working… Their mother is dead, and the babysitter needs help…

The dream shifts…

Now I’m in an older Eastern-European city, approaching a large mansion (this is the same mansion I dreamed about twice within the last week or so). I’m still with the bossy old woman and now a little boy, but now I’m female, and apparently I’m “Leslee” again…

Once again I’m going from room to room, seeing what’s changed… I have so many memories of being small, growing up here… Why did I ever leave?

Oh… I wanted to get away and help others, and also I was bored… I knew I could come back, but I didn’t intend to be away for so long…

(Now, as I’m typing the dream, I can feel Heruka’s presence… And He shows me that the intimidating gray-haired man in earlier dream was ME: before I went into the dream of Leslee’s life… That’s why I needed to hide from him in that dream!)

I wander through old rooms, it’s a long time since I visited… There is an upper-floor room filled with reminders of experiences in other lifetimes: China, Tibet, Meso-America, North America, Egypt…

…Frozen lands, desert lands, forest lands… Lifetimes as animals, people, spirits… Lifetimes filled with power and weakness… Lifetimes spent alone and with large families, isolated and with large communities…

I fondly dust off some of the items (small carved jade Buddhas) and say my temporary good-byes again, as I prepare to leave this place once more…

In this dream, now I am the gray-haired man again, rising briefly from the dream that is Leslee’s life, to pay a visit, and to remind myself and others…

This is why Leslee’s in no hurry to go back to being the gray-haired man. That life in Telos is not what I want either, except in that life I’m wealthy and have comfortable conditions (except for the bossy lady)…

Sometimes we need to learn to set boundaries and hold fast to our aspirations in Telos, too, just like here on (surface) Earth…

In Telos there is beautiful architecture and streets of beautiful stone, lined with trees and old houses, filled with gentle people…

I’m remembering I come from a Telosian family with expectations and responsibilities… Even as leaders in a “perfect” society, we must perform roles that may become boring and tedious…

(The dream fades, and Heruka explains further, once I’m awake:)

Ascending beyond the body is the only way to escape this cycle of frustration and confusion, so we have all, at various times, agreed to try to tolerate that… Until enough of us finally agree to awaken from the dream that is Gaia (Telosian, Agarthan, or otherwise…)

Once we awaken from that dream, we will all be of the Light once more, and can rest and reflect and commune lovingly and openly again…

Once the massive shift comes, each of us will be able to decide whether we wish to begin a new series of dreams in a new world, or whether we wish to return into the light for a “while”…

There is nothing to fear because it is all truly illusory…

Our bodies and this world are a fantastic creation that we have all participated in… We have done a magnificent job of playing out our roles…

Many of us are tired of the dream, but many are still enjoying it and want to see the final outcome of the illusory “battle” between “Good” and “Evil”…

Enough of us have reached the point of exhaustion that we are about to be granted a pause in the dream… During this pause, those who wish to return to the Light will have that opportunity, and those who wish to continue to play, will be provided that option…

The re-set Game will begin once again, with a level playing field and equanimity of roles…

These days are the times in which each of us is making our own decisions about what we wish to “do” next.

Mitochondrial Wormhole Cleansing Meditation

24 April 2012

I received this meditation exercise from Teo’Na, as an application for the information Tom Kenyon shares with us (links to Tom’s site to be added soon)…

This is a brief visualization we can do at any time, to help the process of cleansing both Gaia and humankind. It will ease the preparations for many of the ongoing and coming shifts that we’re experiencing now, or may experience in the future.

MEDITATION VISUALIZATION
Sit comfortably, and close your eyes if you like. This visualization may also be done while you’re engaged in other activities, if you care to try it this way.

Visualize your Heart Chakra as a glowing, radiant horizontal wormhole within your chest, spinning and swirling in a counter-clockwise motion, with these colors: A thin, blazing white ring at the inner edge of the vortex, a brilliant gold ring just outside the white ring, and surrounding that, a planar ring of welcoming, loving, pulsating bright emerald light.

Understand that this Heart Chakra Wormhole is your direct connection with Infinite Oneness and Love.

Visualize and feel your Heart Chakra in this way for a few moments.

Next, please visualize that the mitochondria of the countless cells of your physical body are each a tiny wormhole, also connecting with Infinite Oneness and Love. Or you can simply understand that your body is like a matrix of infinite, tiny wormholes, like miniature versions if the one at your Heart Chakra.

Now, as you breathe in deeply, visualize that all negativity on the planet is drawn through these wormhole portals at your heart and every cell, and sent into the Infinite Oneness, to be permanently transmuted into Love.

As you breathe out, visualize that this newly-transmuted love radiates back out from your body, permeating the Planet and the Universe.

Do this whenever, and as many times, as you like.

(I find this meditation to be very similar to the Buddhist practice of Taking and Giving, considered one of the most profound practices available. With this meditation, the added galactic layer of the wormholes intensifies the transformative power of the wish for healing, love, and peace.)

Connecting Meditation Instructions 14 April 2012

(to Leslee, from Lhamo Dorje & Teo’Na)

SIMPLE INSTRUCTIONS FOR FINDING GALACTIC FRIENDS ON SHIPS, THROUGH MEDITATION
(with [Ghost Radar] comments)

If you wish to connect with a friend from another star system or planet, please follow this visualization.

Please begin by asking permission, and end with a gesture of gratitude.

1. Relax
2. Close your eyes
3. [field] Imagine/visualize [appearance] a craft landing in a beautiful field in front of you. Visualize this craft as being a “constructed” object.
4. It may be any size you prefer. You may see a shuttle, a scout ship, a Mothership, or anything in between.
5. Visualize/imagine that the craft develops a very inviting opening that you may comfortably walk into. Step into that opening, and encounter a closed doorway.
6. The doorway opens, and you enter into a vestibule which becomes filled with light, obscuring all features. The light may be colored…
7. Gradually, a new doorway appears [somebody], and someone opens the door and welcomes you through.
8. Once you step through the second doorway, and past your greeter, you see your friend standing before you, smiling peacefully.
9. From this point, you ask their name, and you also ask them YOUR name, and from there you proceed however you like.

If you fall asleep during this process, please trust; you will be guided safely home.

If you continue in meditation, please end your visit by returning to the same doorway and greeter that you used when you entered.

Please begin by asking permission, and end with a gesture of gratitude.

SIMPLE INSTRUCTIONS FOR FINDING INNER EARTH FRIENDS, THROUGH MEDITATION
(with [Ghost Radar] comments)

If you wish to connect with a friend from Inner Earth, please follow this visualization. First, decide whether you wish to connect with a being in Agartha (the cavernous regions), or Telos (the inner surface regions of the Hollow Earth).

Please begin by asking permission, and end with a gesture if gratitude.

1. Relax
2. Close your eyes
3. Imagine yourself standing at the edge of a beautiful field.
3. [cave] Imagine/visualize walking into the center of the field, and finding a hole in the ground, that is an entry to a cave.
5. If you wish to visit Agartha, these entries are usually small. You may envision yourself squeezing through a rabbit hole into a large, cavernous, softly-lit space.
6. If you wish to visit Telos, these openings (such as at the poles) are generally round and large enough to enter comfortably, without stooping, by either a slope or a stair through an airy tunnel, into a vast, open, light-filled space.
7. In any case, visualize/imagine that the space you have now entered develops a very inviting opening that you may comfortably walk into. Step into that opening, and encounter a closed doorway.
8. The doorway opens, and you enter into a vestibule which becomes filled with light, obscuring all features. The light may be colored…
9. Gradually, a new doorway appears [somebody], and someone opens the door and welcomes you through.
10. Once you step through the second doorway, and past your greeter, you see your friend standing before you, smiling peacefully.
11. From this point, you ask their name, and you also ask them YOUR name, and from there you proceed however you like.

If you fall asleep during this process, please trust; you will be guided safely home.

If you continue in meditation, please end your visit by returning to the same doorway and greeter that you used when you entered.

Please begin by asking permission, and end with a gesture of gratitude.

Visiting Athabantian – 26 May 2012

Special Dreamflight Invitation

The Crew of StarShip Athabantian happily extend a special invitation to our friends in the Dream Flights community.

Please join us tonight aboard Athabantian as she continues her approach to Earth.

We’ve given Leslee a preview trip this morning, which you may read about below, to learn more about our mission and environment.

We suggest you meditate briefly before going to sleep, visualizing the Grid and Ring of Ships as described in Leslee’s dream trip.

You may recite (internally or externally) the name “Athabantian”, as your intended destination… If you add one of your passwords, that will help us understand your wishes for your dream experience… However, we will be aware of your intent even if you forget.

Please trust that you will visit us… Keep in mind that Leslee visited us this way for over a week before managing to recall one of her visits. As with all things, practice and perseverance will eventually pay off.

We look forward to welcoming you aboard!

Adrial

Leslee’s Visit To Athabantian – 26 MAY 2012

BORROWING DREAM ABOARD ATHABANTIAN: (from Leslee) I arose in this dream as if I was one of the Athabantian Crew members; I’ve since learned that I was experiencing the dream from the point of view of Adca Mupea, one of the Crew members. We’ve sometimes used the term “borrowing” to describe this type of experience.
 
One unusual thing that I noticed about this “dream” is that I was able, as I was recording it, to return to the scene of the dream and see more, as a form of Remote Viewing. This is the first time I’ve noticed this ability fro myself.

I’m in a place that seems like a large building… It has living quarters as well as working space… Has everything in it… I realize it’s a ship, the Starship Athabantian.

It pretty much feels like I live there, its my day-to-day situation. It’s a permanent situation, not like a temporary visit.

I’m part of a team, a large Crew, that’s doing ongoing work…

I’m “married”, have a partner, or at least we spend our “evenings” together… We live together…  Ghost Radar calls him “Danny”, but his name is Dunyeeh. We’ve been together for a very long, long time… It’s a very confident, loving relationship, with a lot of humor… And we’re very different from one another… In Earth terms, you might say we’re an unlikely couple; we complement, balance one another.

In the dream, and there on the ship, we have human-like bodies…

I’m not sure what mine looks like… It’s not like I’m built now, here on Earth… It’s thin, and there’s a youthfulness about us, although we’re older…

He’s particularly tall and muscular, compared to the other men, with short dark hair and no facial hair.

I think I’m just sort of average, and in that setting, average is kind of tall and thin.

We’re not in uniforms, we’re just dressed like people today would dress.

Many of us are in jeans, but I suspect it appears this way to me because that would be my preference…

We spend the days working in a Team Room… There are several, many of us that work together, and we all know each other very well…

I believe what we’re doing is monitoring, guiding, protecting, situations on Earth that are in danger of getting out of hand.

There are a couple of rooms that we work in.

One is like a huge situation room, and the other is more like a classroom, although it’s not a classroom… In this room, there’s a series of small desks and consoles, and each person sits there and does their work, at times…

There’s a flexibility about the dream,  a fluidity… But I can see that we have assigned desks, so everyone always sits at their same desk, and has things that “belong” to them…

Dunyeeh sits in front of me, and we laugh and joke a lot, and talk… But when we’re at our desks, we’re focused on a task of some kind.

The desk is like a control panel… It has something like a grid on it, that allows us to access different aspects of people’s lives on Earth; it allows us to connect with them…

Around the left-hand, right-hand, and upper edges of the desk, holograms can pop up, so that we can look at things related to what we’re digging into, monitoring at the moment. It’s  like having a collection of holographic browsing tabs all open at once…

Athabantian is one of the ships that is approaching Earth, and eventually, we’ll actually be meeting the people we’re working with.

At one point in the dream, there’s another man that trades desks with Dunyeeh, and they try to trick me into thinking he’s Dunyeeh by changing his appearance to look like Dunyeeh. This is something we practice from time to time, in preparation for arriving at Earth.

Once we get to Earth, our forms will “congeal”, and we’ll begin to age, just like humans.

We’re laughing, because our friend is a much smaller man than Dunyeeh, and he needs to work on his mimicking skills! He doesn’t look at all like Dunyeeh, but I don’t think he realizes it…

So we’re still experimenting with how we will look as people, and having some fun with that.

However, tricking someone will always be difficult, because regardless if appearance, we can always recognize one another by our energetic signatures…

This skill is something that humans will enjoy once they reach 5D…

And this is one way in which there will no longer be deceit and manipulation by the dark… People in the 5th always see things for what they really are.

In another part of the dream, there is activity going in back in our personal quarters (we call it “home”)…

Our quarters are basically one large room, with a living/sleeping space; We also have a room that we transform back and forth to bathroom or kitchen (again, to practice our Earth-living skills…).

There’s a third room, that looks sort of like a walk-in closet… Just empty… We go into this room when we really need to connect deeply with Source.

I’m trying to figure out why this room is needed, and how it’s different from the others… It’s needed more for insulation than protection…
Because when we go into this room and use it, our bodies dissolve…

When we meditate deeply, we basically dissolve back into Source.

From there, we arise at different levels to do work. So we could arise as a constellation, a galaxy, a universe… And in any dimension…

So these rooms are lined with panels that have a grid… It’s almost the same concept as Earth’s “solar panels”… It’s a crystalline material that’s embedded in the wall, and all the crystals change and align as they need to…

The crystals are programmed with the purpose of containing the experience… The reason for this is that if we don’t use this type of room (for instance, if I were to just sit on my bed and do this type of meditation), it would interfere with the operating of the ship.

It would also shift everyone’s reality… So this containment room allows us to go back and replenish ourselves, without altering other people’s reality.

(Comment by Adrial: This containment room is similar to how the Light Grid works on Gaia.)

On Athabantian, we don’t naturally really eat, or manifest food…

The “kitchen” is for convenience, so we can practice acclimating ourselves to bodies… Because we’re experiencing success at using our bodies, we’re at the point where we’re having to eat and relieve ourselves…

My partner and I, as well as other couples, have had some good laughs about how, with human bodies, we have to use body parts to engage in union… In our Ultimate State, without body, we can simply merge in bliss and not have to worry about what a particular body part’s doing…

That part of the dream is really part of an illustration of how things work for beings on the ship.

I see also a long gallery, where one can walk along the outside edge of the ship, and look through something like glass… This particular ship is moving very slowly towards Earth… It’s not cloaking or moving faster than light…

So the Crew can look at what we’re passing through, and perceive it as humans would perceive it.

We can see all the cloaked ships… It’s really almost like a traffic jam… There are so many ships around, that are cloaked…

Some are sort of medium-sized… The really large ones are further out, and little shuttles move back and forth, but it’s mostly the larger vessels…

Most of the ships are different from one another…

They’re arranged most densely in a ring-like formation, but the ring is tilted at an angle around Gaia…

This has to do with some sort of energy that’s sent through the ships, along this ring-like structure, that helps us remain cloaked, and somehow it creates an energetic pattern that’s not easily detected.

If we were to scatter randomly, we’d become more visible and detectable…

My ship hasn’t reached that ring yet, and as I said, we’re not very cloaked… Parts of the ship are cloaked, to make it look smaller than it really is…

So we can see this ring of craft around Gaia… And then there’s a grid of strategically-placed craft over many of the power points of the Light grid… And that’s the grid that maintains the Quarantine.

It watches for any strange activity, and prevents the dark from returning.

Darkness can still spike up in spots, and these are what Ghost Radar refers to as “nails”… It’s not completely gone, and will probably never be completely gone, because then we’d be right back where we started…

Then the exercise would be finished, and we’d all be back at Source…

But maintaining this grid now, at this level, is the main purpose of the ships around Gaia.

The grid also creates clouds or bubbles of opportunity, that are about a few hundred miles in diameter… They’re spherical, so they reach into the interstitial Regions of Gaia as well… They’re encapsulated, bombarded, with waves of energy and intention that work to gradually shift human energy.

Again, it’s like it’s opportunity, it’s not manipulation… It’s a lightening if the energy of the 3D world…

For now I’ll go back to the dream, because I’m realizing it’s not so much a dream as a recollection of a place that my mind went in sleep (which is much like dreaming).

There was a later part of the dream, which I think was an example or close-up of the kind of work that we do…

In this, we’re monitoring situations, and there’s a particular situation which is both a potentiality and an allegory of a current situation on Earth, that we’re trying to prevent…

It has to do with how humans use force… Human fascination with force and firepower…

The example used is hand grenades. In this scenario, anyone can buy a hand-grenade… They’re as available as fireworks. A comment was made by a Crew member, about how some people are too lazy to go to the dump, or monitor how much trash or refuse they generate… When they get a big pile of trash, they just toss a hand-grenade into it and it vaporizes everything.

There are also scenes of watching the streets, and concern that if protests arise, people might use these against one another…

I don’t really understand if this is a potentiality, or if this is actually happening somewhere… I think it’s perhaps symbolic of how things seem to the Athabantian Crew, with Earth’s military:

There really is no threat, it’s just a harmless pile of trash, but we feel we need a hand grenade to deal with it.

At that point, the dream/experience fades, and I awaken.

GHOST RADAR READOUT WHILE REMEMBERING DREAM: INVITATION

This reading from Ghost Radar came as I was recording the night’s experience. I realize gradually that it is about the invitation to visit Athabantian again.

From: Saturday, May 26, 2012, 8:04 AM
To: Saturday, May 26, 2012, 8:44 AM

Words Spoken:
8:41:44 AM : cave
8:41:28 AM : there
8:41:20 AM : Germany
8:41:04 AM : Indian
8:39:20 AM : tribe
8:39:12 AM : blind
8:38:32 AM : physical
8:38:00 AM : soft
8:37:52 AM : expect
8:37:12 AM : Saturday
8:36:56 AM : interest
8:36:08 AM : closely
8:35:52 AM : year
8:35:28 AM : crew
8:34:24 AM : future
8:34:08 AM : sweet
8:33:44 AM : tight
8:33:28 AM : until
8:33:04 AM : title
8:32:48 AM : hung
8:32:24 AM : anywhere
8:11:52 AM : heading
8:11:36 AM : softly
8:11:20 AM : Mexico
8:10:56 AM : telephone
8:10:08 AM : Danny
8:07:28 AM : these
8:06:40 AM : we’ve
8:06:24 AM : evening
8:04:40 AM : hand
8:04:24 AM : sea