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After It’s News, Then What?

The Sky is Falling!

Hundreds of sightings, abductions and first-hand accounts have made it possible to distinguish several distinct alien species that have been in cahoots with military forces, deciding our future without ever consulting us.

Contactee Alex Collier says he was allowed to share some details about these extraterrestrials: “The Draconians are the force behind the repression of human populations everywhere in this galaxy, instilling fear-based belief systems and restrictive hierarchies. […]they’re extremely clairvoyant and extremely clever, and they can also be extremely sinister.” …from Before It’s News

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Greetings Gaians! After It's News, Then What?

Greetings Gaians!
After It’s News, Then What?

I just love how the continued rhetoric pits man against alien, as if man vs. man isn’t enough. I find it to be completely unfounded and more of a ruse than actual truth. Folks love to create drama-driven mythical tales to tantalize the attraction humans have to fear-driven events, like moths to a flame. Just look at the wealth of movies, video games and television created for just such purposes. Even the ‘major media’ outlets are driven to report the news in ways that continue the fascination with fear.

The tall tale tellers generally have something to gain from continuing the ruse. Profit? Prestige?

Scientists haven’t said anything about Niburu… that’s all from Sitchin’s work. Like Nidle, he was very reluctant to have direct eye contact when I met him in person. Something wasn’t right and I certainly wasn’t being intrusive. I listen and I watch, observing details most refuse to see and I report as best I can. It doesn’t make ‘the news.’ It would mean many would have to walk away disappointed that there was no aggressor to fight.

Honestly, by most accounts, any race with the technology as advanced as these are purported to have could ‘take over’ the planet at will… but they don’t and haven’t. The thing is we, as humans, are caught up in the nasty ne’er-do-wells from the beginning of when ruling parties took over the population management schemes for their often selfishly-driven motives. What if there were no antagonist or protagonist in this movie? What if the intent of these races is to get us beyond that?

Belief factors aside, my direct experience from a lifetime of varied engagement and involvement with off-planet and on-planet intelligence beyond human indicates a concerted and willful participation in helping humans to rise above such destructive notions. It is a matter of consciousness, evolving beyond the material world to understand the nature of energy, thought and universal laws. The latter are such that manipulation of space and time are impossible without adherence to a universal prime directive.

The simple truth is we are cosmic consciousness condensed into form, becoming aware of the fact… slowly.

And What of Consciousness?

Fear not… Pure consciousness appears as sunlight because of it’s nature, light, which we have multiple witness accounts over humanity’s existence but few explanations of ‘how’ it actually happens. All references are such that the ‘intelligence’ imbues the moment with blissful or even effervescent sensations beyond human comprehension. This is on the other side of the fear that precedes the moment of release to the experience fully. The same is true of countless ‘contact’ experiences reported by those who have no vested interest in commercial viability of their accounts.

Hanging on comments from folks that show up in public arenas under the influence, staggering beyond any possible denial of their condition, just seems completely bereft of making sense in any fashion. Most are unwilling to admit their accounts and reflections are derived from angry and hostile attitudes driven by those substances and their personal problems as a result. We are a denial-driven social machine at best until now.

After It’s News, Then What?

Like the notion of a ‘New World Order’ is actually the Old World Order trying to appear hip, Before It’s News seems more like an after effect of mind altering (often numbing) propaganda-driven infomercials that try to sell you sick before selling you well. There is a sale in there somewhere. None of it makes sense from deep inner truth looking places, but it sure makes sense for keeping attention on the propaganda machine.

Consider the nature of data being driven through the world wide web. It’s all light pulses, neither good or bad, just data. It is reflective of our thoughts in how we interpret that data. Nothing is good or bad, only our thinking makes it so. When we are in charge, truly in charge, of how we choose to think and remain free of outside influences, ‘what is’ emerges from within.

In the end, don’t believe a thing I’ve said. Take some time to investigate your own inner truth looking place and make your own choices. I’ve made mine. A true ‘new world order’ is one of harmony among people and planet in my humble opinion. What if that were true? How might it appear in the world currently?

Check out the last article on the Archons for more.

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.