Second chakra energy transmutation : all night. Sexual depravity.
I am unsure how to begin.
An entity is in my space, in the etheric energy space, it seems to have no regard for me whatsoever and this is much as a predator and prey situation. This entity is human. It has a hold of my right foot and is dragging me 180 degrees within the exact space of my physical body. It is performing the rotations of the bodies necessary for enacting what is for me a conscious shift into an OBE ..It wants me to be as aware of what is happening as possible. In a sick way, because this entity is violating my space and violating me. It wants me to see not just what is happening but who it is. I am certainly attempting to see, but at the same time, aware from within multiple fields and the goings-on within them, my entire mental/energetic/physical construct is screaming.
As I am first coming to experience and tangibly feel the violation, the feedback is of a male being. But I see clearly here, at least to this degree, the entity is not male but female. I am seeing the outline of the body, face, head.. She is very generic in her appearance, utterly lacking of vitality and color. She is perfectly still, standing here before me, energetically and compassionately numb. I see the hair, ash blonde, not quite to the shoulders, outlining her face. It is a complete blur through the features of the face. I am coming into full alertness, screaming with every ounce of my energy the words “you are dead”, “you are so dead!”, “you don’t even know how dead you are!”. The energy is coming through me with such force the words are reaching through my physical body in physical space. Where it is the pre-morning hours ( 4am ), I am at work, the dog is barking loudly down the stairwell in what I come to think must be in response to my distress.
Let’s face it, a day in which we actively recall our dreams – bring back with us into our conscious daily state of awareness even fragments of the energy and activity of our inner world, experiences, adventures,—immersed in their waves, merged with the concepts, symbols, messages, integrated to any degree at all their depth, meaning, feeling — is very different than a day in which we have not.
It is a late night catching myself up with computer related stuff, then a falling off somewhere around midnight.
I am waking in the early morning to having conceptualized no content, have to use the bathroom and the family is already beginning to wake ( ie: much noise is beginning to flood the house ). I put in earplugs, put on the mindfold and feel my way to the bathroom, knowing this will help me remain in the process of shifting cycles, and more ‘in’ there than out in physical space.
I return to the bed, position myself prone, put my dream crystal in hand and call for the frequencies to return to me. I am shown a moment from before I fell off to sleep, like the flashcard game I repeat it back. I am shown another moment, I repeat it back. I am shown something large and round and reddish, the size of a bowling ball but visually more like a biological organ bathed in blood. I am curious and asking what in the heck I am seeing.
Note : I do not catch the actual shift into this OBE but I do enter into the OBE state from within the event, and the level of depth, the full ( conscious ) experience and energetic exchange makes it worthy of highlighting. The concept and meaning are notable as they embed all the way through to the cellular level. I will mention as well that it is becoming a more common event, through the current year-long consciousness experiment ( 365 Days of Dreams ) for me to re-enter not just the standard dream but OBEs in play during the course of the night(s). This is fascinating and goes far, by way of showing, if only to a degree how often we experience out of body states while at the same time not making it through to the morning with the data intact. It shows that these experiences can be re-entered and regained. We can go back in for them “after the fact”.
As I begin waking to my conscious state of awareness in the early morning hours, the uneasy feeling in my gut from my car of 20 years having come to her end with me, and having to finance a new one comes to the fore. It is a process I move through each time a new car / purchase occurs and generally passes through my thought/energy structures in a matter of 2-3 days. My Group is assisting me with this, sending through the song : 🎼 Heaven is a Place on Earth : and highlighting most specially the two lines, “we’ll make heaven a place on earth” and “I’m not afraid a n y more!”. I am fully aware of their assistance, thanking/loving them and consciously participating by sending Ho’oponopono out to all of us who participated in the exchange at the dealership yesterday ( *never fun being ‘sold’, worked over and even shamed by those working systems in place in this industry ).
As I am scanning, – scrying for dream content……. I pop into an OBE I have been having :
Structure : college campus. schoolroom. getting to class on time.
It is the one thing you may hear me say more than any other,—
If you are not prepared for conscious experience your central nervous system will not allow conscious [ out of body ] experience to take place. You may still have out of body experiences but the data will not remain intact. To some degree or another, all content from additional fields will fade as you shift back into physical space, physical awareness, the beta brain w a v e.
As this frequency field rolls in, it is the experience of most for all else to wash away… It rolls in and all else rolls out. This is, in essence, itself our consensus reality — 3D-reality land. Which as we very well experience throws out the mandate that 1) physical reality is the basis of all reality and 2) physical reality is all there is. Life on Earth exists, life elsewhere does not. ( or is ‘just a dream’ ).
Date: November 18, 2019 : 6 – 8AM Shift phenomena : standard low rolling vibrations Location : my purple room, dad’s house – year : 1980 Activity : blood, hair and skin cell samples are being taken. testing for Wilson’s disease Players : the ETs – female nurse, young male – extremely close friend, Roswell, ( the idea to write/communicate w/ ) Dawn Shears
Around 6AM following a brief sleep interruption I consciously request an OBE..
Sometime later I am keying in on the shift, just your standard low rolling vibrations and the knowing to not move. Consciousness is not steady, it is fluctuating, coming in and out. —Following the shift I am inside and *outside my purple bedroom with two others ( one definitely male and on my left, this one is more prevalent in the experience than the other. He is speaking with me while the other is simply here on my right. From the vantage of the outside view, which it should be said is upstairs and not ground level – we are looking in through the window. From this area I am my 54 year old self.
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…
I remembered this.., I recalled it to me through OBEs. Through conscious shifts into additional consciousness states – additional consciousness s p a c e. So let’s bring it forward as an immanent and inevitable place to begin :
Everything is already happening.—I am not trying to get experiences to happen – ( new levels of experience to happen ) – so much as they are already happening : every day and night.
Full seamless conscious shift into my dad’s house.
I do know I am shifting. I feel myself incubating into it here but there is no other sensation. Sometime later :
I am standing in the kitchen in front of the microwave oven opening a package of sliced bread. The crossover in the data streams of this environment and my own in physical space is causing small little shocks through my system.
I am what I will call precisely on the verge of full conscious awareness ‘here’ and losing such. I begin : knowing I am standing in dad’s kitchen, looking around the room, feeling the sensation of the field, I am in dad’s kitchen : ( then the crossover in the streams and the little shock ) : why am I up and making breakfast? I am off today : ( then the crossover in the streams and the little shock ) : I am in dad’s house. I am out of body. Wow. I am here at dad’s. I look over toward the bread, pick up the package, smell the bread and take out two slices : ( crossover ) . .
The incoming little shock is shifting my position and I am now upstairs in my room sitting on the floor. Dad walks by down the hallway down the stairs. With the briefest of a side glance at me he asks that I watch him to make sure he doesn’t fall. He at the same time seems to be aware of my fluctuating position ( my instability here. A black dog is in the room with me. Black is my dad’s first dog. but the data stream is saying – he is here. he is mine. he is my responsibility – ( now a significant jolt ) – I have forgotten to feed him. With this I lose total position. I am back to dreaming. I am setting off to find and get food in the dog as fast as possible. dry dog food. deli chicken and beef from the fridge will be faster.
I have never experienced the wake/sleep threshold from inside an additional field this thoroughly before.