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First Contact Imminent

The binary disc decoded: "Beware of the bearer's of gifts and the broken promises. Much pain but still time. Believe there is good out there. We oppose the deceivers. The conduit is closing." The window: 1987-2037; the 'shift' between Piscean & Aquarian ages.

The binary disc decoded: “Beware of the bearer’s of gifts and the broken promises. Much pain but still time. Believe there is good out there. We oppose the deceivers. The conduit is closing.” The window: 1987-2037; the ‘shift’ between Piscean & Aquarian ages.

First Contact Imminent

It was February 13, 2001 sometime around midnight in Phoenix, Arizona. I’d just gotten horizontal after an evening of chatting with folks on SpiritWeb about the Ashtar Command and what the ‘contactee’ experience was like for me. It had been going on for decades, since childhood, with no sense of malevolence whatsoever.

I found that many were still caught up in mixed emotions and concern for ‘negative’ ETs that seemed to get in the way of their development. Fear is just not a factor in the thin worlds. It simply does not exist. That may sound very confusing to those with ‘abduction’ experiences that have left an indelible mark. I have an entire book about that, Alien Agendas and Anal Probes. But I digress…

Lying there in quiet contemplation, all of a sudden I felt the transition between worlds that has become so familiar over the years. It’s like being freed from one world to enter another accompanied by a definite shift in the sensation of vibration. I’m sure its subtle, but inside it feels dramatic. There is a sound that is beyond hearing that accompanies the shift. It feels like a wind at my back, catapulting my relation-ship beyond the ocean of emotion.

This one was a bit different, though. My focus seemed to expand and contract simultaneously. I was fully conscious and it felt really strange. The practice of ‘seeing’ is much like scrying with a mirror or looking at an image that has a 3-D effect, gazing without looking intentionally. Years later in DMT – The Spirit Molecule I read accounts of folks who tried to explain their experience and they seemed to draw upon the same kind of explanations for their non-linear experiences.

I found myself in front of a large group of folks that looked they came from across the galaxy; so many varieties I was taken by surprise for a moment, but I have to say it felt quite natural and normal. Then my consciousness shifted again, into the ‘performance mode’ where I was able to observe yet another part of me was in charge. I was performing as a facilitator for the meeting, feeling like I was in complete charge.

As my focus developed and dissipated, I could tell I was on board a ship of substantial size. Sounds like a paradox, huh? Developed and dissipated… but that is how it seemed. I was in a large meeting room that reminded me of a lecture hall from college, with several hundred in the audience. This audience was not your standard student body though; far from it. I had simultaneous questions as I was ‘performing’ the emcee function.

There were dozens of different races represented in the group, too many to recall them all, but there was a sense of unity amongst them that felt familiar for some reason. I felt confident in the plethora of participants and the myriads of systems they represented, all members of the Galactic Federation. I understood the latter without question. Although there was no obvious announcement of their affiliation, the sense of unity was profound and complete.

The exact details are too cumbersome to elucidate here now, but the focus of the meeting was to go over the agreed upon processes, protocols, rules and responsibilities of ‘First Contact’ on Earth. It was apparent the process had been going on for some time; no exact date for establishing a ‘time and place’ event. Truth be known, it started millennia ago while humans were just beginning to evolve on their own.

It was time to begin the strategic actions to bring consciousness among humanity to a new level. They had advanced to a point of priority for planetary survival. It would become necessary for many kinds of open contact to occur. Humans were still too projective with the energy and they had not learned how to listen, so many methods and options were to be discussed. The 2012 Winter Solstice was one of the points of order under discussion, when the awareness of humans would reach a ‘tipping point’ in the process.

That may seem like a simple concept, listening, but the depth of the listening is what enables the interdimensional travel beyond the linear frameworks that humans have developed. You might recall a line in one of the favorite books among humankind stating, ‘for those who have the ears to hear and the eyes to see.’ When consciousness shifts, so does one’s ability to become aware and perceive.

One of the ways this was to be accomplished was the voluntary incarnation of some of the members of the Federation, developing as normal humans within the population yet being able to accelerate the advancement of consciousness along with the natural development of the human system. I knew that to be true for myself, but I longed for others like me to join the party. Most of the time the ‘incarnates’ are unaware of their true identity for many years, following their passion and purpose like an internal road map.

WheelCoCreationOnly after a decade of holding this within and, although I’ve been quite outspoken about my experiences, this one has not had the ears to hear until now. I have witnessed the growth of listening and as we approached the tipping point, (Winter Solstice of 2012) where consciousness has been expanding globally to understand the shift.

The next 25 years are focused on implementing the garnered awareness into existing systems, across the spectrum. The Co-Creators wheel that Thrive and The Shift Network use is an example.

Now since Jose Arguelles is gone, it seems time to share and take my chances. He wrote a wonderful reflection in an event journal I kept during the Prophets Conference in Phoenix back in 1997, perhaps the beginning of ‘Zen of the Clean Wave Form’ he referenced in his work later. We had many conversations about the transition of the ages and the wisdom necessary to negotiate the change into the New Time.

I’ve had a few conversations with others over the years, but their self-importance and conspiratorial positions simply do not support the Galactic Federation’s agenda as I know it. It is a New Time where consciousness is key and collaboration imperative. Pointing fingers and sharing disturbing references, true or not, only serves to maintain separative notions. In my humble opinion, that kind of behavior is subversive and treasonous to the spirit of Truth.

Another example of Galactic Federation workers’ results, no doubt some aware of their roles in the development, is the ISO 26000 Social Responsibility Standards. This is an example of how representatives from over 90 countries came together with a single goal in mind and created a document that can be used for moving humanity forward expeditiously. However, it is an ‘intentional’ document, one that employees of major corporations can use to encourage their leadership to be better planetary citizens. It is practical and pragmatic.

Stay tuned for more. Look for me at the Contact in the Desert event coming up in August. I won’t be on the schedule, but I will be there. Here’s a review of last year’s event for me. A point of perspection dances in the balance of the seer’s vision. One does not need to be an atheist or religious to find meaning for oneself in life and meaning for life in oneself. I share much more in the book Zendor the Contrarian.

The Truth is Out There…

ChangedPrioritiesXSmallEye to eye contact is a big thing for me. When I’m speaking to someone, especially at this level, I open up and allow my full attention and awareness to become present. As much as I try to eliminate expectations, I have them regarding reciprocal participation in conversation, especially among so-called pundits.

I’ve been told that my gaze can be quite intimidating and I know from experience if someone is not clear – authentic, honest and open – they tend to see me as an invader. Over the years I came to realize what the expression ‘eyes of fire’ truly meant. Still, I adhere to the notion that the eyes are the gateway to the soul and one can see deeply if/when knows how to look.

When you have nothing to hide and you know that Source flows through you, it tends to burn right through the bullshit that others tend to carry. It took me years to get to that place, but it doesn’t mean I know everything. Most of the time I know nothing, I’m just open. There is a lot of disinformation and misdirection in Ufology, and for many reasons. You can speculate on those reasons, but I won’t waste words here now.

I don’t intend to be invasive, although I have to admit that it could seem so. I know I can get pretty intense when I’m looking for the nature of truth within another. Whether they are able to reveal it or not is another story. I believe we all have the capability of this ‘view’ but very rarely do we choose to be so bold. Like Goethe says, ‘boldness has genius, power and magic in it.’

At any rate, in noticing whether eye contact is consistent or even made is a big indicator for truth telling. When we purposely lower the head to look into his eyes of another it makes us wonder what’s going on inside the other. Of course there are many reasons one may not be present in the conversation and we often don’t take the time to literally ask someone to be present when it is obvious they are not. That tends to seem confrontational.

I had met someone who many hold in high regard that channels and writes books and monthly updates about the Galactic Federation’s activity. I’d asked to meet this gentleman some years before and the opportunity finally arrived. It was so well-orchestrated that he came to a friend’s bookstore to speak. She let me know he was coming so that I could arrive early and have time for a chat. It’s great to have wonderful friends.

During our conversation he stared at my chest mostly and as much as I tried not to, it felt like he was avoiding my gaze on purpose, possibly because he did not want me to ‘see’ something he was trying to hide. I kept hoping he would at least look me in the eyes for lingering moment, but all I got was occasional glimpses. I knew he had advanced degrees, one of them in communication, so he was aware of conversational protocols. Maybe he thought I wasn’t, but I chose not to speak up about my concerns.

I have to say I did not specifically ask him why, so at best I’m speculating as to the reason he could or would not look me in the eyes. However, it led me to believe there was something out of integrity within him that he did not want me to see. I’m concerned that folks like this often garner a following who want to believe everything and hinge on their every word, whether out of their mouth or in writing. I cringe at the lack of discernment I see at times.

So it is within the Ufology movement now, there are many who have been dragging people along for years who may or may not hold their truths to be self-evident but they sure want to make people believe so. I’m sure it seems like I may be of that ilk at times. However, truth will prove itself as long as we learn how to test it appropriately. In the realms of Ufology there are plenty of experiencers who have little proof of their experiences; non-linear and non-local events are hard to prove without corroboration and/or witnesses who validate them.

We have a hard enough time with physical reality. Entering Ufology is a trip down a rabbit hole that offers potential bridges between inner and outer worlds, other dimensions of time and space as well as on- and off-planet relationships with a plethora of races and technology. Some get caught up in the fear of invasion. Others propose there is no intent of invasion, only the request to learn how to get along so they can visit openly. Still others contend there is a sinister plan that engages shadow governments and alien technology.

Bottom line is the folks need a system for discernment, for understanding of how to interpret these notions for themselves. The truth is often far different than early perceptions with little facts to back up the conjecture. Humans tend to look for enemies around every corner as we’ve been inducted into a kind of militaristic politic of self-protective notions that may or may not serve the greater good. Should we question authority? Absolutely! We need to learn the best questions to do so, revealing the truth for all in individuated fashion.

Individuated fashion? We all perceive things differently based on our history, intelligence and world view. Can this all change in a moment’s notice? Sure, but we rarely do. What I’m suggesting is that there needs to be a kind of adhocracy that encourages considerate yet direct conversations with those who seek to share information. Pertinent and poignant questions can be developed, much like the early abduction/contact or starseed questionnaires.  I think it’s time for the field to evolve. Don’t you?

The real voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but having new eyes. The Ashtar Command and Galactic Federation promote universal law and understanding of reality as ONE fabric with many threads, like our  indigenous planetary residents. There are other indigenous residents that have the ability to interact with plants without harming anyet-disc-binary of the cell structure. The increase of communication reflects yet another attempt to unify humanity toward harmony with a greater consciousness.

The binary disc decoded: “Beware of the bearer’s of gifts and the broken promises. Much pain but still time. Believe there is good out there. We oppose the deceivers. The conduit is closing.”

Parental Postulate

behold the universeUnexpected Glimpse at Parental Guidance

After joining the New Age Alliance I had volunteered to be an ‘investigator’ of organizations that were applying for membership. The New Age Alliance was a Phoenix-metro member-group organization founded in the late 1980s. It’s purpose was to provide a unified front for sharing ethics-based philosophy regarding accountability and responsibility in the New Age.

One of my assignments was to investigate a group that had formed around a channel for an entity named Jabar. Lauren Schmidt was the ‘channel’ and his townhouse was used as their regular meeting place. I thought it would be great for our elder daughter to experience as well, since she had showed signs of being highly sensitive.

My background with channels was a bit skewed as I’d found most of them to be skilled manipulators that were more about power than perfection. Many are excellent body language readers and work off cues the people offer without their awareness. I knew enough from all the reading I had done that information was available and could be easily promoted as though it was being ‘channeled.’ I’d met some folks that ‘felt’ much different, though, like Steve and April White.

I had introduced myself and my daughter upon arrival and that I was there on Alliance business. Lauren was a pleasant man to converse with, showing no signs of being interested in his own profit, although there was a charge. I was there for free, though. There were about 30 or so people there and we all sat around the living room of the townhouse. Some chairs were provided, but most of us sat on the floor. Krystal and I sat to the side against the wall.

We talked for a few moments while the other guests were arriving. I would let him know of the status of their membership submission after reporting back to the New Age Alliance membership committee. I liked what I’d found so far and told him so. He smiled, patted me on the back and went to change.

Just prior to the group session he had changed into a shiny emerald green floor-length robe, appearing very regal if I might add. My daughter and I sat on the floor in the back of three rows of people, leaning on the wall next to the arcadia door. I thought this would be a good vantage point to view the show. I also liked that we had something to lean against.

Lauren sat down and explained what was about to happen, invited us to have a short meditation, and went into his ‘channeling’ mode. I watched as he went through a process of preparation in order to channel. He did some centering exercises with his arms and breath, visibly becoming more relaxed. I’m not sure about the others, but I felt more open as well.

His energy changed dramatically, yet subtly, and he appeared to physically become more centered and upright, like his body was being straightened by a posture coach. I could sense another presence, too, or at least there was a definite shift in my awareness.

He was a bit different than most I’d witnessed in that he stood and walked around with his eyes wide open. He addressed several people with questions and answers and then turned his eyes on me with a little more of an intense gaze. It looked very inquisitive.

Parental Postulate

At first I thought, okay… here it comes. I looked into his eyes wondering what was going to come out of his mouth. He stood there for a moment, just looking.

Then he said, ‘You are still looking for your parents, aren’t you?’ Wow, that was totally unexpected. How did he know? Now, how was I going to respond?

I had said nothing of my adoption or quest for finding my biological parents, let alone celestial parents. Immediately I knew something was up and he had some connection beyond the manipulators. I relaxed as much as I could, took a deep breath and replied.

So I answered, “Yes, but I’m not so interested in the terrestrial lineage as much as I am the celestial lineage now.” I had longed for some kind of terrestrial connection for most of my life, but had recently realized I needed to move beyond it.

“That’s good,” he replied, “’but you’d still like to know who they are wouldn’t you?” I replied, “Of course,” not knowing what was about to come.

“Would you like to know their names?” he asked and I said, “Absolutely!” All I heard after a slight pause was, “They are A…. and A….” I blocked out his words for some reason, like I was not willing to listen. It was odd because he spoke quite loudly and was easy to hear otherwise. ‘Odd,’ I thought, then, ‘shit, I missed a golden opportunity.”

Since I did not hear the names I had no knowledge of who they were yet, but I knew he’d given actual names even though all I heard were the first letters. I sat there for a moment, puzzled and not wanting to appear like I wasn’t listening. I had a moment of extreme depression having missed the names.

Since I didn’t hear them I couldn’t say, “Could you repeat that please?”  So I just said, “Thank you,” and didn’t say anything else. He paused for a moment as if expecting me to say something else, I didn’t, so he moved on to the next person. I had a thought…

I turned and asked my daughter what he’d said, not knowing if she would recall. She replied, ‘Ashtar and Athena.’ My mind was conflicted and confused, but I held on, as it raced through the recent events.

Although I was familiar with Ashtar and Athena by now, hearing Jabar’s answer sent me reeling. What the heck is going on? I want to make sense of all this, but it was beyond my ability to create some kind of logical explanation. Part of me wanted to know more and another part of me was afraid to ask. I’m sure you might be a little concerned if you were in my shoes, too. What would you do?

My daughter was full of questions on the way home. She wanted to know who Ashtar and Athena were because she knew Nanna and Pawpaw were Daddy’s parents. We had no conversations about my adoption yet, and I wasn’t sure how to answer her.

I framed the answer like a fairy tale where Daddy was a lost boy who had been raised by adoptive parents. Something had happened to his parents after he was born and Nanna and Pawpaw had come to his rescue. They couldn’t have children of their own, but they really wanted a son, so they had been looking for him for a while. They were delighted when they found him and raised him as their own.

I explained that he had known this was true early on, and grew up like they were his real parents. When he got older, he started his own family, but he was still looking for his ‘real’ parents so he could rejoin his own family. He loved his parents very much and would always, but there was something unfinished. Jabar provided some information for the story to continue, but he didn’t know how it would end.

It was hard to separate myself from the story, but by telling her that way it seemed to give me some distance that felt healthy.