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Light Language Ignite


Confirmation is really a precious thing.  Last night I attended an extensive Light Language Workshop online that lasted for 8 hours. There were about ten participants, all at different levels and skills of “enlightenment”, so to speak.

Now, I have spoken light language before.  However, I really wasn’t quite sure if it was indeed LL that I was speaking or it was some jibberish that I concocted in my head.

During the course of the session, unlike the other participants, no symbols would come to me, so that put me off and got me thinking that maybe I was just in a “special snowflake” mentality. I couldn’t draw any codes or symbols to share that was downloaded to me — nothing.

I did meet and reunite with my galactic family and that left me crying and sobbing.  I met my ancestors from Lyra, a lot them this time around instead of the woman that regularly welcomes me whenever I visit in 5D.  There was a Lyran elder, looking very much like Gandalf if he had a more feline face, and a lot of Lyrans behind him of different ages. And I felt this overwhelming surge of love, support and assistance with that homecoming that even now as I’m typing this, the tears keep on flowing. They gifted me something before I left but I can’t remember what it is.

Then I found myself in the midst of other galactic families that have adopted me during the lifetimes I spent on those planets.  They were my families in Orion and the Pleiades (I think). I’m going to have to go back soon and ask. Oh, yessss, I remember now, there was one other group/council that I interacted with, and I think now that they were the Arcturians.  They were dressed in long velvet robes but really looked like aliens. Usually, when they come to assist, I don’t see them dressed like that.  So it must have been a special occasion to welcome me back.  Thank you, my dear Arcturian friends.

That’s really what happens when your home planet gets blown up.  You become a refugee in other planets who welcome you as their own.

We did have that overtoning exercise and I found that to be amusing.  Two tones were actually being emanated by me at the same time!  And during the meditation for our power animal, I was visited by several — a spider, a snow leopard, lhasas (I don’t know if this was from my mind but maybe it’s why I have been crazy about them ever since)

Towards the end of the session, my batteries were running a little low because the session had started at 1:30 am (my local time) and it was already nearly 8 am — precisely the times when my body was programmed to sleep and rest.  So during the last meditation which we did with our Higher Selves — I actually fell asleep once I closed my eyes.  That was unfortunate since I liked where it was going when I began and when it was time to discuss the other participants’ experiences during the meditation, I felt kind of left out since I fell asleep and had nothing to contribute.

Chris and Fiona both said though that that was okay because I’d be able to integrate the downloads more because there was no resistance.

The final part of the session was the actual speaking of light language after all those codes had been activated within us.  I closed my eyes during this portion because I didn’t want to get pressured with what I was seeing happening with the other participants.  And then the light language flowed and I just started speaking it.  It did sound like what I’ve done before.

Right after the energy simmered down, I could feel this electric buzz just from speaking it, like the “words” themselves had a power that I understood on a very instinctual level even if I couldn’t translate it to English. Since it sounded like the other times I spoke it, I asked our facilitators, how do I know that that was light language that I spoke and I didn’t just make it up in my head?

And both Chris and Fiona jumped up to confirm that it was light language.  They could feel the energy behind what I was speaking. And the hand movements that I was doing where the symbols.  They explained that I was writing out the symbols rapidly, and that’s when I told them that sometimes, during meditation, I do get a download of symbols but they’re so fast, kind of like that scene in the Matrix, that I don’t get to hone in on a single symbol long enough to remember it. That’s when they told me to ask my guides to slow it down so that I can perceive the symbols better.

I know that would be great, to see the symbols, but I never really felt the need to know what was being given because, hey, if it works; it works. It’s pretty awesome though when that happens.  It’s like the symbols have this glow to them — sometimes white, sometimes electric blue, and at other times, green.

So I’m excited now. So many possibilities of incorporating this into my healing practice. This, together with the Paradise Codes — just wonderful!



The Day That Wasn’t Like All Others


Three days has passed since *that* day.  I’ve been wanting to write about it, but simply didn’t have time in the midst of juggling other obligations.  Just today, I was a reader at our office anniversary mass; was part of the dance presentation which was hiphop; rushed to get bargains at my favorite stores end of season sales, and now, having coffee at my favorite cafe, pondering how to finance myself for the rest of the month until payday because I shopped most of it.

I also don’t really care that I spent most of my salary already since it’s my birthday month.  Then again, I already threw a party, bought myself a ton of electronic stuff, bought branded bags like I was hording them, so really, today’s shopping spree was excessive. I really don’t need any more clothes really.  What I have to do is get back in shape to fit in them all.

Okay, enough of the introduction. Let’s get to the meat of the matter which was *that* day, but first, a little context — prior to that day, I had been ruminating on whether or not I was going to make contact (in 3D) with my twin.  In fact, the morning of that day, I asked for a sign from my higher self and spiritual team what I should do.

When I got home, I perused new offerings by lightworkers in YouTube and, one of the most accurate lightworkers, an Italian woman named Rita, had posted a video of her recent channeling directed to female energies in a Twin Flame relationship.  Spirit’s message was that the female energies had to send a message to their masculine twins to help them heal; that the masculine energy had a block that was hindering union because he was still absorbed with hurt, pain, brought on by a relationship with his karmic.  Spirit said that the message should show our love for our twin, that we should  not fear being rejected again (which, in my case, was precisely why I had decided to contact him never), and that since we were doing it in the spirit of unconditional love, whatever the male twin’s decision would be — whether he decides to ignore the letter, respond to it, decide that he wanted to continue the rest of his life journey alone (she even said that he was telling himself, “I deserve to be alone,”  but she said that was wrong and he was mistaken). He needed to hear something from the divine feminines, some encouragement, because his block was so deep. We were further instructed to tell the masculines what we wanted — out of life, out of a relationship with him, etc.

I took that as the answer to my question. In fact, the timing was perfect, just after my birthday, so it wouldn’t seem so out of the blue that I was writing down a shopping list of what I wanted out of my life.  So immediately after watching that video, I set about writing him an email. It was difficult. Not what I wanted to say which flowed quite easily, but the knowing that this was something I needed to do to help him heal regardless of the outcome, and that outcome might possibly be rejection again.

It turned out to be a nice letter. I told him I forgave him.  I told him about my own healing journey.  And I told him about how I imagined my life to be once I got to this age. There was no blame placed upon him. I managed to make it sound like I wasn’t guilting him into anything, and I was even funny in parts.  In closing, I wished him well, and I wished healing upon him, that he would be able to look past failures and disappointments to see what other opportunities and suprises the Universe has in store for him.

After a few minutes composing myself after have sobbed like a baby, I took to my cards.  I meant to ask just if I did the right thing, if sending the email wasn’t a mistake.  When I was doing the soul mantra and connecting to the higher powers, something else happened — and this is where it gets weird.

With my eyes closed in meditation, I saw through my mind’s eye blue and pink mini-rays shooting towards me. They weren’t like the divine rays which would stream, most often, in a constant column. Instead, they were like light saber bullets being shot from a gun in a Star Wars flick.

Next shot, I saw myself, possibly in another lifetime.  I was a young girl, blonde, in a dress, maybe 6-7 years old, playing in a meadow near my home (which I knew to be a cottage). It wasn’t set in this day and age which is why I think it was from a past life. Then, Mother Mary, in gold and white, called to me, and I followed her.  I looked like when a child is following and looking at a balloon flying away, I was smiling and running towards her.

When we got to a distance, Mother Mary turned to face me, but she changed
aspects. She looked more like the Madonna and Child (sans the child), wearing a blue veil.  She spoke to me. I don’t  quite remember what she said in this part, but that it was comforting. (I will try to remember more of it later, but I just want the events of that day written down)  After Mother Mary delivered her message, she rained down on me etheric escarchas.  My head was turned towards the skies as I received this blessing — blue, pink, gold.

When the divine shower of escarchas ended, I looked back up at Mother Mary. This time, her Sacred Heart was burning.  I sensed another energy approaching, and slowly, Jesus Christ came into my field of vision.  I was surprised to see him, and I even asked, “Jesus, is that really you?”  He answered, yes, and proceeded to tell me his message (again, more details on this as soon as I get this story out).

Both of the proceeded to tell me — and this is where it gets controversial — that the Twin Hearts image of Mother Mary and Jesus in the Catholic faith, was supposed to be  Jesus, and his Twin Flame, Mary Magdalene. But since the institution was intent on not recognizing Mary Magdalene as Jesus’ spouse and divine partner incarnated here on Earth, they replaced her depiction in the Twin Hearts icon with that of Mother Mary since that was the narrative church officials wanted to propagate, but that ought to be Mary Magdalene.

After telling me that, both Mary & Jesus gave me a blessing. I’m still not certain of what they bestowed on me — I’m still figuring that part out — but they “left” soon after.

I went on to do a reading for myself, and nothing strange came out of that. I went back to my computer to decompress and then, out of the blue, I heard a strange pained sound coming from Maximus (my dog). It wasn’t the usual wheezing or a hacking cough whenever he wants to clear his throat. In fact, it was the very first time that I heard that sound coming from him and I panicked.  Alarmed, I quickly searched for the Healing Code to clear respiratory passages. As with my healing sessions, I called on Archangel Rafael and Mother Mary to help, and, after that I called on Lord Arcturus and the Arcturians to multiply Maximus’ light quotient by 100%.

The help came quick and lightning fast. Five minutes hadn’t passed when I sensed Maximus’ energy change.  Instead of just laying down and waiting for the session to be over — even when being groomed, he would wait until I declare that it’s “Finished!” before he moves — he lept up and showered me with kisses.  I kept on asking, “Are you okay already?” Kisses again, in response.  Then, in a perfectly synchronized motion, all three dogs in my room whipped their head towards  the closed door in my bedroom leading to the balcony. Then, they gave out a tentative bark.  Not the kind of bark they give when some stray tomcat decides to rendevous in the balcony, or the frenzied warning bark when a stranger is there. This was different.

It was then that I realized, “Oh, my God! They’re here!” The Arcturians were actually outside my balcony. There were around five or six of them, just peering as if they could see through the closed door.  Then, even though I knew that they came in peace, I felt frightened a bit because they might take Maximus with them. Still, I did call for help and they did come so it  would  be so ungracious of me  to ask them to leave. So I talked to them — and here is where it gets weird again.  I was speaking in light language. I don’t know if it was real light language or I was just making it up, but it sounded like light language, it was accompanied by hand gestures, and some of it was “tonal” and was sung.

I introduced Maximus, thanked them for their help.  And I was even pausing at times to hear their responses which were immediately translated. I mean, I didn’t actually hear them speak audibly or even in my mind’s eye, but my heart understood what they were saying in English.  I did explain that the dogs were scared because they were unfamiliar with them, and they left soon after, save one who found Maximus cute and adorable and he stayed on a bit longer than the rest, but I could feel nothing but affection from that energy.

This wasn’t the first time that I called upon Lord Arcturus and the Arcturians, but it was the first time they actually paid a visit. Lord Arcturus wasn’t present though so I feel this was a sent contingent.  I also feel that it was because of the urgency of my call that they decided to show up. It was like I put out a gigantic bat signal up in the heavens, a 911 call that couldn’t be ignored. However, the whole experience was so out of this world (pun intended) that I was doubting my own sanity. Was I making this up in my head? Did this really happen? I decided to sleep on it, since by then, I was already emotionally drained.

The next morning, I got my answer. When I opened up my Facebook, the first picture that I saw was that of aliens peering curiously at something, just like I imagined them to be doing at the time. And this wasn’t a picture of your commercialized X-Files aliens either. They looked exactly how they appeared to me in my mind’s eye depicted in a picture I had never seen before. I am still incredulous despite the validation and although they have never given me  reason to be anxious, my human ego is still fearful that they will take Maximus with them. You can blame all the sci-fi movies and the Annunaki for the invasion paranoia.

So there you have it — Twin Flame challenge hurdled, past life childhood memories, and visions of both Mama Mary and Jesus, blessed with escarchas and a secret (only because I have yet to figure it out) blessing, and a close encounter with aliens all in one day.

So,how was your day?





Total Eclipse of the Heart



I watched the livestream of the Total Solar Eclipse this morning.  In my part of the Universe, it could only be seen partially, so the sun seemed like an oddly shaped Apple logo with a bite taken from it.

They say that this Eclipse in Pisces will transform old wounds into new strengths.  I learned that after the fact, after the eclipse was over, and I was wondering what it meant for me, and for all of us.  Frankly, the energy from the eclipse made me weep while it was ongoing, and now, I feel it still finding its way into incorporating with my own energy.

I can only describe it as being overwhelmed and bored at the same time.  My mind can’t seem to settle on any one thing.  I didn’t get any work done at the office.  I left the office early to dilly dally at the mall, but ended up bringing an insane amount of documents with me because I couldn’t decide what to do so as not to get bored.  But here I am writing this instead.

I feel like a chicken running without its head.  And in the back of my mind, I’m wondering if I would feel less affected if I didn’t bask in the sun while it was all happening or if it wouldn’t have made a difference.

Three days ago, it was M’s birthday and I texted him a greeting.  Status is read, but no reply.  I asked for guidance after that and my reading was reassuring although until I actually hear from him, I don’t think I will ever be reassured.

Now, I feel like I’m walking on coals and have to sidestep everything so as not to get burnt.  That’s me inside.  Like there’s this great big storm raging, the wind is howling, the rain is beating on windows and pavements, and trees, it’s cold and I’m just wishing that this would all be over, the calm would begin and the sun would start shining through the clouds.

How I wish to finally know the answers.


On the other hand, I did learn that I am a Lyran Starseed, courtesy of another Arcturian Starseed I recently met.  My soul teacher couldn’t confirm which star I came from before.  All she said was that it was far away, that it wasn’t the Pleiades or Orion although I had spent several lifetimes there too.

And this is why, when I had an energy exchange with that sketchy psychic (I just say sketchy because I “felt” that he wasn’t upfront with his motives), the energy I saw was white, gold, and yellow — part of the energy signature of the Lyrans.  And no wonder why, when I bought a crystal from him, he had implanted it with some energy vampire spirit to siphon off my “very rare” energy (according to him).

My guides were alert that time, and I was given the right signs and signals to veer away from him before he did too much damage.  Still, knowing that I used to live in a Utopian society where the grass was pink, the skies were blue and violet and there was love all around, and knowing that I can’t ever come home because some hostile alien race blew up my home to pieces isn’t all that comforting.

So there’s one answer.  I can never come home; I will never call anything home — I am the Eternal Wanderer.


I did come across the sigil to connect me with my Lyran kin.  (No, it’s not the graphic above.) It’s the wallpaper on my phone now.  I look at it, meditate on it, and feel that I’m not truly alone.  We’re still out there, just far, far away from each other.

My research about the Lyrans led me to Vanessa LaMorte, an intergalactic shaman who channels messages from the Lyrian-Syrian Council.  She speaks in light language and it is entrancing to listen to.  I wish I could speak it. It would be great to bestow blessings in light language or to even come into contact with galactic beings who are friendly.

When I asked my reader, the cards said that I was still being prepared; that they were waiting for me to heal.

Anyway, I hope I get some answers soon. This eclipse has been really disconcerting.



Distance Healing My Dog


We had a seminar out of town for work, but the night before, my disabled dog who could not use both his hind legs anymore due to torn ACLs and deteriorating menisci in both knees, ALSO sprained his front leg.

Of course, I was devastated.  Although I wanted to immediately bring him to his ortho the next day, I couldn’t because I needed to be elsewhere.  I was also very upset because what was this darling going to do? Hop on the one good leg he has?

So I did first-aid healing codes given by Archangel Rafael and Mama Mary for his ACL, menisci, and his sprained leg.  (I was hoping it was just a sprain and nothing more serious.) I called on Lord Arcturus and the Arcturians to multiply his light quotient because he was clearly in pain.  He would motion to bite whenever his front leg was touched.  And then I could do nothing more because departure was very early the next day and I couldn’t be late or else the office bus would leave me.

I left for the seminar and while I was there, I attempted distance healing.  I figured that since I was dealing with light energy, geography didn’t matter, and in my mind’s eye, I could envision my dog and direct the energy to the parts where it was needed.

Once the seminar ended and I was on my way home, I was anxious as to what I would find.  Imagine my delight and surprise when I found out that my dog was good as new, wasn’t limping anymore (at least on his front leg).  🙂

Thank you, thank you, thank you!