OBE Log: Confrontation with Covid

The past month of February ( 2023 ) I got Covid. I have been working to process it all month and am highlighting this particular log from the month to help show as an example how my consciousness was affected by the covid organism, and how during this particular experience I was brought into the etheric bandwidth of Earth space and shown what is happening there in relation to this organism. I am shown there are those who are protecting me, not just me but as many as is possible. As well as a duck-like ET species who is here, who I am not sure is working with or against us. I feel, at least in a sense, with us, specifically to eliminate waste produced in the confrontation between the covid and human organism(s) *which is interesting in itself.

I hope to find myself fit to be shown and learn more. I would certainly like to be more clear on more of the details. As you will see below, recently a similar ET species transmitted through the crystal which is depicted in shadow. I am still feeling for how to read this. A colorful rainbow does surround the being. As always, I continue to process all data to the best of my ability.

February 10, 2023

Dark, death, shadow-lands, succubus, rooftop rescue

I am in an apartment with a man. I am both inside the apartment as the woman, and behind the scenes as myself talking with someone. The content of the two streams of data come to be near identical. I am walking from the living room area of the apartment, where I have just been shown two large clumps of my hair on the floor, over to the bathroom where I resignedly see two more. I pick them up and throw them away. I say ( both in an behind the scene ) “I think I am going to die soon” and then in the scene, to the man, following a few second pause “is saying that morbid?” He nods his head, saying “no that is not morbid”. He knows, too, it is coming soon. I am wondering behind the scene what the illness will be and ask “is it cancer?” No answer is forthcoming. I am just let to wonder. I suspect I am only wondering this at all due to the pain my sleeping body is in at the moment from processing the covid. There indeed does seem to be something about this virus that brings to light the idea of mortality. 

The scene shifts from the apartment to the car which we have at the gas pumps. It is night and the city is quite alive. A man in the vehicle at the next pump begins to pop himself over and harass me. My partner ( or spouse, I am not really sure which ) suggests we leave. I am not sure we are in a position to easily get out of here but see an open enough path to the front of us, which I take. Everything starts morphing very rapidly now. There is a gang of wild men in cars immediately coming after us from behind, the scenes are beginning to take on a very circus-like appearance. I am no longer in the same vehicle and my partner has departed. I am riding something more like a jet ski now which occasionally has to be propelled forward like a scooter, by kicking on leg upon the ground. I periodically look behind me to see the strangest things. 

At two intervals through all the oddness I am approached and given Angel messages. The first is given by a male, the second a female. I have only retained the latter. I am approached by a pretty ethnic female wearing an earth-toned colored dress. She is not nice to me, possibly more of a “fallen” than “angelic” angel, but this is likely why I retain the message. Which is simply that I would do well to exercise more. She is suggesting that I could walk rather than always ride a vehicle. She herself is walking and as she walks back off into a crowd I thank her for her insight. She seems to appreciate my genuine show of gratitude ( I do fully realize this is an Angel message ) and she begins saying more to me before finally disappearing into all the activity. Meanwhile, back in the craziness, the road in front of me is not looking good. 

There is a very dark area up ahead. In my attempt to get away from the crazies I seem to be getting herded right at it. I turn to look behind me again. Now there is a whole brigade of uniformed monkeys, coming row after row in my direction. It is a harrowing site. I am pulling up now in the parking lot outside a large carnival ground set-up. It looks as though the theme could be that of halloween because the colors of all the rides, which look more actually to be living entities, are black and purple and orange. I step down off my vehicle and am beginning to walk now toward the entrance. It doesn’t feel like there is any other option. Everything seems to be demanding I enter. I can’t say that I want to, though. I am standing here, on the right watching all the crazies fast approach, and on the left this dark theme park. It is all too much. ( my memory ends here ).

For a brief while, from utter unconsciousness, small areas of information again begin to bleed through. I am outdoors in the terraced area of a lovely garden. The day is truly lovely. There are two women wearing white sitting on a marble bench seat. One is younger, the other the age of a potential mother. This is not the younger woman’s mother, but she is emitting strong mother-love energy to her, not for the girls own good but because she is using it to get something from the girl. It occurs to me this a succubus. She has her head to the girls chest, as though she is attempting to speak directly to her heart. The girl likely has lost her own mother which is why this tactic is being used. I tell the succubus I will give her what she wants but leave the girl alone. She does not listen to me and instead continues on her working with the girl. 

As this scene fades another comes into view. There is a girl standing in her backyard at the edge of the pool. The sky is blue, there is a row of tall deep green brush behind her.  She has a broom in her hands and she is sweeping the muck off the back of what is supposed to be a long bodied aquatic reptile. She seems to see me seeing her. She seems to enjoy what she is doing. She calls me over and shows me how she sweeps the watery muck into the pool before she is done.

All this is now penetrated by an immense Internal force.

I begin to be given an insane amount of data on what is going on. Not just in my plight this evening as my body continues seeking harmony with the covid organism, but within our whole planetary and solar system. It is of course way more than I can consciously hold. I spend a good amount of time compressing all the data into symbols, until all I can see are the symbols, and the story line is all but gone. As I am doing this I can see it is not the first time I have done this. I somehow intuitively know which shapes, textures, colors, patterns, spin ratios…will effectively house the data. There for instance is what could be seen as a plate, a swirl pattern in hues of olive green, navy blue and magenta comprise the plate. Upon it sits a clear gelatinous toroid. And there are hard earthen shapes that look something like an equilateral cross or + sign laying all about. Not all of the earthen shapes are whole, some are broken, or irregular and some of the broken portions are just dust/debris; inside this is a massive story I may one day unpack.

Before I wake, in stunning, fully alert point consciousness I find myself on the rooftop of a building in the city. It appears to be the top level of a parking structure that is perhaps 4 levels high. My vehicle is the only one up here, it is one I often drive when I am out, a quite plain mid-sized white truck. I am centered, standing in the exact middle of the rooftop. There is some kind of operation in progress, there are agents up here. The first I see is a female, a human female, attired in navy blue gear, who is positioned to the front of me at the rail, she is armed with a long range rifle. I cannot see what she is aimed at. It has not dawned on me yet that all this is for me. I turn to look behind me to see what more might be revealed. This view looks in part toward where the ramp goes back down into the parking structure. 

A shadow-y, duck-like ET being who recently came through

I am seeing first one, and then many, non-human entities in full body hazmat-type suits of various colors—peaches, pink and blues. Are they are working with the humans, is this a joint operation? They all see me and seem to be giving me some space to acclimate to their presence and activity and come up to speed with what is happening. It is true I am struggling, with what all this is and what it means. I am trying to see inside the colorful pastel colored suits to what these beings could look like. They are just shorter, and more slight than the average human female. They walk in a kind of waddle which makes me feel their feet are webbed . What I imagine is a kind of duck, an upright walking bird that is aquatic. There are various white roped off areas where different levels of work are being done. My attention moves through these until I arrive at what seems a large ( white ) ocean liner docked at the water’s edge upon which more of these are beings are working. It is all so much, what is this? who are these beings and why are they here? what are they doing? are they working with us or against us? I have only questions and can literally hold no more.

I cycle through what I have seen here a few times until I then find myself standing in front of an old hand carved wood door with a small + shape cut out at face level. I see a man standing there looking at me from the other side. I recognize him! Oh I am very happy to see him. Something is beginning to come back to me. As it is, he pushes a few red grapes through the opening at me, and, smiling, says “should we go through it all again?”

The visual landscape begins pixilating into a swirling cauldron of shapes, ( my condensed symbols ). This image of the cauldron being stirred is very helpful in tying them all in together.

Yes! … we are definitely going to need to go over it again.

Conscious Contact: A Rendering Request Gets Real

I am just going to tell the story.

It is really all I can do,—make the logs.

This reading is somewhat more complex than usual, in part due to the wealth of information I had available at my disposal. I was able to put various data sets together and make sense of what was coming to me, not just through the crystal but in addition through the OBE. This, as you know is how I get my information ( in contrast to getting it through channeling ) and is why, when sending in a request to me, your openness, candor, and alignment with all that comes through being put out in the public domain is so important. It is what potentially opens the flood gates. Having substantially more curiosity than fear is of equal if not greater importance.

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OBE Log: Confederation Protected Contact

August 22, 2022

The energy is coming increasingly more again at night. 

Tonight it is coming in strong before even 9pm. Before my feet have the chance to get unreasonably antsy I get up to get the salt pack. I place it on my sacrum and immediately the flows within the body are set to right. I notice my body is feeling really comfortable now, it is a more comfortable than usual kind of feeling. I read until about 10:30pm, pushing through the drowsy feeling and my eyesight beginning to blur due to the brainwave changes that are trying to pull me in >> until they finally do. I am comfortable in the supine position immediately from the onset of night *as well as all night long. This should have informed me an experience was at hand.

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New Discovery : Working with Crystalline Consciousness

Let’s talk for a moment about the devastating misses.. those instances wherein a being comes so clearly and excitingly forward through the crystals. A new being, one we have never seen before, with features and hues so unique as to quicken every single cell in the body. — and the opportunity is missed. It happens. I have a contact that is not wholly shareable. I will tell you it is devastating each time. —almost, but not quite managing the shareable wave.


What we have here is an avian being, MAGNIFICENT, blue with a blue-and-purple-feather plumed head. You may be able to see the eyes, they both fully came in, peeking over the top of where the beak shaped front of the face is beginning to come in. The hues and light this being is rising up out of were giving off the most intoxicating feeling. A mix of whites, golds, plums and blues. I was so excited I thought my heart would leap clean out of my chest. 

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The Crystal Work Explained

Roughly 5 years ago, following multiple decades of spiritual disciplines, a conscious awakening which freed me from the confines of our planetary sphere ( 2009 ),—a dormant capacity was activated that allows me to work with crystals in a unique way. It allows me to combine my consciousness with the consciousness of crystals and help act as a transmitter of signals that are sent from one point in time, to another point in time. – our point in time, to be exact. The signals are visual in nature. They allow you to see. Not only the signals but who is sending them.


The Geometry of Contact and Recall


I am going to try further explaining some of this process here.

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Crystals, Consciousness and Contact ( 2 )

I will always be the first to say I cannot explain the mechanics of how this works. But what I think is happening is that the crystal is being used to amplify a signal sent from another point in time, through to us here in this point in time. I have sometimes referred to this as transferring the contents of my awareness, from the one point to the other, – via the mean of the CRYSTAL.

What it is, in terms of consciousness that allows this to happen only incrementally filters in as I engage in the art, capacity, inherent skill….and as, through the process, others curiously come to ask. When asked, data streams do sometimes begin to flow. I find myself saying what otherwise I don’t in actually know. What I have learned, I have learned mostly in instances such as this.

Sometimes the data flows open right here within myself when I am engaged in mundane activity. When I am standing at the sink washing dishes, when in the shower or out on a walk, — outdoors, when the sun is shining on me, where nature, trees, the aromatic scents of flowers, animal life and big sky are in sight does collectively seem to prime the flow to open.

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OBE Log: Federation Craft

September 26, 2021

Contact Experience, Federation Craft, Pleiadians

Going to bed tonight I fully know I am going to have a contact – that I am going to be brought up on board. I can tell by the level of extreme comfort laying here on my back. I go immediately to it. Internally I am already “assuming the position”. I know what it means and I tell myself to roll over onto my side. It is not long, though, before my body, all but by itself returns to the original position. I am feeling drowsy and I am falling off but I can feel the tractor beam lock on.

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Sirius Activation of the Crystal

Something special for this year’s heliacal rising of the Sirius star. What in some spiritual circles is known as the Lionsgate. I mention this from time to time, to people, and out on the forums, but I have not properly written anything around this yet directly. This year I am feeling it is time.

This yearly event in our heavens is said to be a particular alignment:

“At this time, Sirius rises in the morning sky, conjunct to your Sun, and for this creative moment your Planet has two suns, a white/gold sun and a blue sun ( Sirius ).  In this magical energy the Planet also aligns with the Lions Gate in the Constellation of Leo and the Royal Star Regulus, also known as the “Heart of the Lion”, which ushers in a new cycle and timeline for Earth.”

It is said:

“The Egyptians celebrated a Sirius season, from our July 3rd to August 12th, when the Nile flooded the surrounding plains, giving life to the fertile soil, and the heliacal rising of Sirius, which took place at the end of the season was the climax.

“Heliacal” is formed from the Greek name “Helios,” meaning the Sun. The day on which a star or planet rises exactly with the Sun is a conjunction, but as we cannot see that star or planet because the Sun’s light is too bright, we must wait for it to rise ahead of the Sun before we can see it. The day it becomes visible is the day of its heliacal rising, that is what we are celebrating. For the Egyptians, this was the start of the new year.”

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ET Contact Experience Log

This log is a compilation of my ET contact experience, as it is unfolding over the years (2009 – 2019). It is meant to be an easy resource where-in all of the elements are all together in one place. Does it tell a story? Let’s dive into it and see…


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Zoom Call : ET Contact Experience

Are you an experiencer? – or suspect you are an experiencer. Every week members of our group are meeting openly to share our experience with extra-terrestrial consciousness. Anyone is welcome to join the call who wishes to genuinely discuss this phenomena.

The room is used for discussing all matters related to ET contact.. Including how to make ET contact, how to connect with galactic consciousness. If you are having challenging experiences you have not yet fully integrated this is also the place to receive help.

The group space is designed perhaps most ideally for those interested in contact specifically through the out of body experience.

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