Dealing With Growing Freedom & Growing Separation From Team Dark Influences

The quoted material below is from Carlos Castaneda’s book, The Active Side of Infinity (1998). Carlos Castaneda “departed his definitive journey in 1998”. December 21, 1998, the Sun reached the exact halfway point within the overall Galactic Alignment process. It reached the center or midpoint of the entire Galactic equator space. Many Volunteers/Forerunners/Pathpavers were physically, biologically activated in 1998 and 1999. Carlos Castaneda’s birthday was December 25th. Some left their physical bodies at that time, certain others were physically activated at that important energetic point to more fully enter them. At the end of this long and incredibly important cosmic and galactic transit, our Sun is coming out the other side of having approached, conjuncted, crossed, passed over and is now exiting that conjunction to the entire Galactic equator space in 2017. All of this material is related of course and still ongoing. Anything in bold in the quoted material below was done by me to draw attention to it in relation to the evolutionary Ascension Process and Embodiment Process we’re living.

 

 

“…I did see some strange fleeting black shadow projected on the foliage of the trees. It was either a shadow going back and forth or various fleeting shadows moving side-to-side or straight up in the air. They looked like fat black fish to me, enormous fish. It was as if gigantic swordfish were flying in the air. I was engrossed in the sight. Then, finally, it scared me. It became too dark to see the foliage, yet I could still see the fleeting black shadows.

“What is it, don Juan?” I asked.

“[Long ago, the native sorcerer/shamans of Mexico] discovered that we have a companion for life,” he said, as clearly as he could. We have a predator that came from the depths of the cosmos, and took over the rule of our lives. Human beings are its prisoners. The predator is our lord and master. It has rendered us docile; helpless. If we want to protest, it suppresses our protest. If we want to act independently, it demands that we don’t do so.”

It was very dark around us, and that seemed to curtail any expression on my part. If it had been daylight, I would have laughed my head off. In the dark, I felt quite inhibited.

“It’s pitch black around us,” don Juan said, “but if you look out of the corner of your eye, you will still see fleeting shadows jumping all around you.”

He was right. I could still see them. Their movement made me dizzy. Don Juan turned on the light, and that seemed to dissipate everything. Don Juan said, “You have arrived, by your effort alone, to what the shamans of ancient Mexico called the topic of topics. I have been beating around the bush all this time, insinuating to you that something is holding us prisoner. Indeed we are held prisoner! This was an energetic fact for the sorcerers of ancient Mexico.”

Why has this predator taken over in the fashion that you’re describing, don Juan?” I asked. “There must be a logical explanation.”

“There is an explanation,” don Juan replied, “which is the simplest explanation in the world. They took over because we are food for them, and they squeeze us mercilessly because we are their sustenance. Just as we rear chickens in chicken coops, gallineros, the predators rear us in human coops, humaneros. Therefore, their food is always available to them.”

I felt that my head was shaking violently from side to side. I could not express my profound sense of unease and discontentment, but my body moved to bring it to the surface. I shook from head to toe without any volition on my part. I heard myself saying, “No, no, no, no. This is absurd, don Juan. What you’re saying is something monstrous. It simply can’t be true, for sorcerers, or for average men, or for anyone.”

“Why not?” don Juan asked calmly. “Why not? Because it infuriates you?”

“Yes, it infuriates me,” I retorted. “Those claims are monstrous!”

“Well,” he said, “you haven’t heard all the claims yet. Wait a bit longer and see how you feel. “I’m going to subject you to a blitz. That is, I’m going to subject your mind to tremendous onslaughts; and you cannot get up and leave because you’re caught. Not because I’m holding you prisoner, but because something in you will prevent you from leaving while another part of you is going to go truthfully berserk. So brace yourself!”

There was something in me which I felt was a ‘glutton for punishment’. He was right. I wouldn’t have left the house for the world; and yet I didn’t like one bit the inanities he was spouting. Don Juan said, “I want to appeal to your analytical mind. Think for a moment, and tell me how you would explain the contradiction between the intelligence of man the engineer, and the stupidity of his systems of beliefs; or the stupidity of his contradictory behavior. Sorcerers believe that the predators have given us our systems of beliefs; our ideas of good and evil; our social mores. The predators are the ones who set up our hopes and expectations, and dreams of success or failure. They have given us covetousness, greed, and cowardice. It is the predators who make us complacent, routinary, and egomaniacal.”

“But how can they do this, don Juan?” I asked, somehow angered further by what he was saying. “Do they whisper all that in our ears while we are asleep?”

“No, they don’t do it that way. That’s idiotic!” don Juan said, smiling. “They are infinitely more efficient and organized than that. “In order to keep us obedient, meek and weak, the predators engaged themselves in a stupendous maneuver- stupendous, of course, from the point of view of a fighting strategist; a horrendous maneuver from the point of view of those who suffer it. They gave us their mind! Do you hear me? The predators give us their mind which becomes our mind. The predators’ mind is baroque, contradictory, morose, and filled with the fear of being discovered any minute now.

“I know that even though you have never suffered hunger,” he went on, “you have food anxiety which is none other than the anxiety of the predator who fears that any moment now its maneuver is going to be uncovered, and its food is going to be denied. Through the mind, which after all is their mind, the predators inject into the lives of human beings whatever is convenient for them. The predators ensure in this manner a degree of security to act as a buffer against their fear.”

“It’s not that I can’t accept all this at face value, don Juan,” I said. “I could, but there’s something so odious about it that it actually repels me. It forces me to take a contradictory stand. “If it’s true that they eat us, how do they do it?”

Don Juan had a broad smile on his face. He was as pleased as punch. He explained that sorcerers see infant human beings as strange, luminous balls of energy covered from the top to the bottom with a glowing coat something like a plastic cover that is adjusted tightly over their cocoon of energy. He said that that glowing coat of awareness was what the predators consumed, and that when a human being reached adulthood, all that was left of that glowing coat of awareness was a narrow fringe that went from the ground to the top of the toes. That fringe permitted mankind to continue living, but only barely. As if I were in a dream, I heard don Juan explaining that, to his knowledge, man was the only species that had the glowing coat of awareness outside that luminous cocoon. Therefore, he became easy prey for an awareness of a different order; such as the heavy awareness of the predator.

He then made the most damaging statement he had made so far. He said that this narrow fringe of awareness was the epicenter of self-reflection where man was irremediably caught. By playing on our self-reflection, which is the only point of awareness left to us, the predators create flares of awareness that they proceed to consume in a ruthless, predatory fashion. They give us inane problems that force those flares of awareness to rise, and in this manner they keep us alive in order for them to be fed with the energetic flare of our pseudo-concerns. There must have been something in what don Juan was saying which was so devastating to me that at that point I actually got sick to my stomach.

After a moment’s pause long enough for me to recover, I asked don Juan, “But why is it that the sorcerers of ancient Mexico and all sorcerers today, although they see the predators, don’t do anything about it?”

“There’s nothing that you and I can do about it,” don Juan said in a grave, sad voice. “All we can do is discipline ourselves to the point where they will not touch us.

“How can you ask your fellow men to go through those rigors of discipline? They’ll laugh and make fun of you; and the more aggressive ones will beat the shit out of you… and not so much because they don’t believe it. Down in the depths of every human being, there is an ancestral, visceral knowledge about the predators’ existence.”

My analytical mind swung back and forth like a yo-yo. It left me and came back, and left me and came back again. Whatever don Juan was proposing was preposterous, incredible. At the same time, it was a most reasonable thing; so simple. It explained every kind of human contradiction I could think of. But how could one have taken all this seriously?

Don Juan was pushing me into the path of an avalanche that would take me down forever. I felt another wave of a threatening sensation. The wave didn’t stem from me, yet it was attached to me. Don Juan was doing something to me, mysteriously positive and terribly negative at the same time. I sensed it as an attempt to cut a thin film that seemed to be glued to me. His eyes were fixed on mine in an unblinking stare. He moved his eyes away, and began to talk without looking at me anymore.

“Whenever doubts plague you to a dangerous point,” he said, “do something pragmatic about it. Turn off the light. Pierce the darkness; find out what you can see.” He got up to turn off the lights. I stopped him. “No, no, don Juan,” I said, “don’t turn off the lights. I’m doing okay.”

What I felt then was a most unusual, for me, fear of the darkness. The mere thought of it made me pant. I definitely knew something viscerally, but I wouldn’t dare touch it, or bring it to the surface, not in a million years!

“You saw the fleeting shadows against the trees,” don Juan said, sitting back against his chair. “That’s pretty good. I’d like you to see them inside this room. You’re not seeing anything. You’re just merely catching fleeting images. You have enough energy for that.”

I feared that don Juan would get up anyway and turn off the lights, which he did. Two seconds later, I was screaming my head off. Not only did I catch a glimpse of those fleeting images, I heard them buzzing by my ears. Don Juan doubled up with laughter as he turned on the lights.

“What a temperamental fellow!” he said. “A total disbeliever on the one hand; and a total pragmatist on the other. You must arrange this internal fight, otherwise you’re going to swell up like a big toad and burst.”

Don Juan kept on pushing his barb deeper and deeper into me. “The sorcerers of ancient Mexico,” he said, “saw the predator. They called it the flyer because it leaps through the air. It is not a pretty sight. It is a big shadow, impenetrably dark, a black shadow that jumps through the air. Then, it lands flat on the ground.

“The sorcerers of ancient Mexico were quite ill at ease with the idea of when it made its appearance on Earth. They reasoned that man must have been a complete being at one point, with stupendous insights and feats of awareness that are mythological legends nowadays. And then everything seems to disappear, and we have now a sedated man.”

I wanted to get angry and call him a paranoiac, but somehow the righteousness that was usually just underneath the surface of my being wasn’t there. Something in me was beyond the point of asking myself my favorite question: What if all that he said is true? At the moment he was talking to me that night, in my heart of hearts, I felt that all of what he was saying was true, but at the same time and with equal force, I felt that all that he was saying was absurdity itself.

“What are you saying, don Juan?” I asked feebly. My throat was constricted. I could hardly breathe.

“What I’m saying is that what we have against us is not a simple predator. It is very smart and organized. It follows a methodical system to render us useless. Man, the magical being that he is destined to be, is no longer magical. He’s an average piece of meat. There are no more dreams for man but the dreams of an animal who is being raised to become a piece of meat: trite, conventional, imbecilic.”

Don Juan’s words were eliciting a strange, bodily reaction in me comparable to the sensation of nausea. It was as if I were going to get sick to my stomach again. But the nausea was coming from the bottom of my being, from the marrow of my bones. I convulsed involuntarily. Don Juan shook me by the shoulders forcefully. I felt my neck wobbling back and forth under the impact of his grip. The maneuver calmed me down at once. I felt more in control.

“This predator,” don Juan said, “which, of course, is an inorganic being, is not altogether invisible to us as other inorganic beings are. I think as children we do see it, but we decide it’s so horrific that we don’t want to think about it. Children, of course, could insist on focusing on the sight, but everybody else around them dissuades them from doing so. The only alternative left for mankind is discipline. Discipline is the only deterrent. But by discipline I don’t mean harsh routines. I don’t mean waking up every morning at five-thirty and throwing cold water on yourself until you’re blue. Sorcerers understand discipline as the capacity to face with serenity odds that are not included in our expectations. For sorcerers, discipline is an art; the art of facing infinity without flinching; not because they are strong and tough, but because they are filled with awe.”

“In what way would the sorcerers’ discipline be a deterrent to the flyers?” I asked.

Don Juan scrutinized my face as if to discover any signs of my disbelief. He said, “Sorcerers say that discipline makes the glowing coat of awareness unpalatable to the flyer. The result is that the predators become bewildered. An inedible glowing coat of awareness is not part of their cognition, I suppose. After being bewildered, they don’t have any recourse other than refraining from continuing their nefarious task. If the predators don’t eat our glowing coat of awareness for a while, it will keep on growing.

“Simplifying this matter to the extreme, I can say that sorcerers, by means of their discipline, push the predators away long enough to allow their glowing coat of awareness to grow beyond the level of the toes. Once it goes beyond the level of the toes, it grows back to its natural size. The sorcerers of ancient Mexico used to say that the glowing coat of awareness is like a tree. If it is not pruned, it grows to its natural size and volume. As awareness reaches levels higher than the toes, tremendous maneuvers of perception become a matter of course.

“The grand trick of those sorcerers of ancient times was to burden the flyers’ mind with discipline. Sorcerers found out that if they taxed the flyers’ mind with inner silence, the foreign installation would flee, and give any one of the practitioners involved in this maneuver the total certainty of the mind’s foreign origin. The [alien mind control of these creatures] comes back, I assure you, but not as strong; and a process begins in which the fleeing of the flyers’ mind becomes routine until one day it flees permanently.

“That’s the day when you have to rely on your own devices which are nearly zero. A sad day indeed! There’s no one to tell you what to do. There’s no mind of foreign origin to dictate the imbecilities you’re accustomed to. My teacher, the nagual Julian, used to warn all his disciples that this was the toughest day in a sorcerer’s life for the real mind that belongs to us. The sum total of our experience after a lifetime of domination has been rendered shy, insecure, and shifty. Personally, I would say that the real battle of sorcerers begins at that moment. The rest is merely preparation.”

I became genuinely agitated. I wanted to know more, and yet a strange feeling in me clamored for me to stop. It alluded to dark results and punishment, something like the wrath of God descending on me for tampering with something veiled by God himself. I made a supreme effort to allow my curiosity to win. I heard myself say, “What-what-what do you mean, by taxing the flyers’ mind?”

“Discipline taxes the foreign mind no end,” he replied. “So, through their discipline, sorcerers vanquish the foreign installation.”

I was overwhelmed by his statements. I believed that don Juan was either certifiably insane or that he was telling me something so awesome that it froze everything in me. I noticed, however how quickly I rallied my energy to deny everything he had said. After an instant of panic, I began to laugh, as if don Juan had told me a joke. I even heard myself saying, “Don Juan, don Juan, you’re incorrigible!”

Don Juan seemed to understand everything I was experiencing. He shook his head from side to side, and raised his eyes to the heavens in a gesture of mock despair. He said, “I am so incorrigible, that I am going to give the flyers’ mind which you carry inside you one more jolt. I am going to reveal to you one of the most extraordinary secrets of sorcery. I am going to describe to you a finding that took sorcerers thousands of years to verify and consolidate.”

He looked at me, smiled maliciously, and said, “The flyers’ mind flees forever when a sorcerer succeeds in grabbing on to the vibrating force that holds us together as a conglomerate of energy fields. If a sorcerer maintains that pressure long enough, the flyers’ mind flees in defeat. And that’s exactly what you are going to do; hold on to the energy that binds you together.”

I had the most inexplicable reaction I could have imagined. Something in me actually shook, as if it had received a jolt. I entered into a state of unwarranted fear, which I immediately associated with my religious background.

Don Juan looked at me from head to toe. “You are fearing the wrath of God, aren’t you?” he said. “Rest assured, that’s not your fear. It’s the flyers’ fear, because it knows that you will do exactly as I’m telling you.”

His words did not calm me at all. I felt worse. I was actually convulsing involuntarily, and I had no means to stop it.

“Don’t worry,” don Juan said calmly. “I know for a fact that those attacks wear off very quickly. The flyer’s mind has no concentration whatsoever.”

After a moment, everything stopped as don Juan had predicted. To say again that I was bewildered is a euphemism. This was the first time in my life ever, with don Juan or alone, that I didn’t know whether I was coming or going. I wanted to get out of the chair and walk around, but I was deathly afraid. I was filled with rational assertions, and at the same time I was filled with an infantile fear. I began to breathe deeply as a cold perspiration covered my entire body. I had somehow unleashed on myself a most godawful sight: black, fleeting shadows jumping all around me wherever I turned. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the arm of the stuffed chair.

“I don’t know which way to turn, don Juan,” I said.

“Tonight, you have really succeeded in getting me lost.” Don Juan said, “You’re being torn by an internal struggle. Down in the depths of you, you know that you are incapable of refusing the agreement that an indispensable part of you, your glowing coat of awareness, is going to serve as an incomprehensible source of nourishment to, naturally, incomprehensible entities.

“And another part of you will stand against this situation with all its might. The sorcerers’ revolution is that they refuse to honor agreements in which they did not participate. Nobody ever asked me if I would consent to being eaten by beings of A different kind of awareness. My parents just brought me into this world to be food, like themselves, and that’s the end of the story.”

Don Juan stood up from his chair and stretched his arms and legs. “We have been sitting here for hours. It’s time to go into the house. I’m going to eat. Do you want to eat with me?”

I declined. My stomach was in an uproar.

“I think you’d better go to sleep,” he said. “The blitz has devastated you.”

I didn’t need any further coaxing. I collapsed onto my bed, and fell asleep like the dead.

[When I arrived] home, as time went by, the idea of the flyers became one of the main fixations of my life. I got to the point where I felt that don Juan was absolutely right about them. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t discard his logic. The more I thought about it, and the more I talked to and observed myself, and my fellow men, the more intense the conviction that something was rendering us incapable of any activity or any interaction or any thought that didn’t have the self as its focal point…”

“…The next time I saw him, I instantly jumped to talk about the flyers. I said, “I have tried my best to be rational about this subject matter, but I can’t. There are moments when I fully agree with you about the predators.”

“Focus your attention on the fleeting shadows that you actually see,” don Juan said with a smile. I told don Juan that those fleeting shadows were going to be the end of my rational life. I saw them everywhere. Since I had left his house, I was incapable of going to sleep in the dark. To sleep with the lights on did not bother me at all. The moment I turned the lights off, however, everything around me began to jump. I never saw complete figures or shapes. All I saw were fleeting black shadows.

“The flyers’ mind has not left you,” don Juan said. “It has been seriously injured. It’s trying its best to rearrange its relationship with you. But something in you is severed forever. The flyer knows that. The real danger is that the flyers’ mind may win by getting you tired and forcing you to quit by playing the contradiction between what it says and what I say.

“You see, the flyers’ mind has no competitors. When it proposes something, it agrees with its own proposition, and it makes you believe that you’ve done something of worth. The flyers’ mind will say to you that whatever Juan Matus is telling you is pure nonsense, and then the same mind will agree with its own proposition, ‘Yes, of course, it is nonsense,’ you will say. That’s the way they overcome us.

“The flyers are an essential part of the universe, and they must be taken as what they really are; awesome, monstrous. They are the means by which the universe tests us. We are energetic probes created by the universe,” he continued as if he were oblivious to my presence, “and it’s because we are possessors of energy that has awareness that we are the means by which the universe becomes aware of itself.

“The flyers are the implacable challengers. They cannot be taken as anything else. If we succeed in doing that, the universe allows us to continue…”

Just because this book was published in 1998, doesn’t mean that’s when Castaneda had these experiences and interactions with with don Juan. They may have happened decades earlier, and if I weren’t so tired at the moment I’d check this more carefully. Point is, that many of the terms used in this information are decades old, some very ancient, so it may be helpful to replace some of them with terms we’re more familiar with in today’s Ascension Process (AP) and the Forerunners Embodiment Process (EP).

If you replace the term sorcerers with Forerunners, Volunteers, Starseeds, Blue Rays, Pathpavers, Lightworkers, Lightwarriors of the AP, this information makes more sense. If you replace the term flyers and predators with Archons, negative aliens, negative entities, demonic beings, parasites, Team Dark etc., then this information makes more sense.

If we think of the term discipline used here instead as Soul Contract(s) and/or Soul Missions etc., then some of this information makes more sense in what many of us have experienced with these and other inorganic Team Dark (TD) beings. If we translate sorcerers, through discipline, push the predators away long enough to regrown their glowing coat of awareness to, Forerunners living the AP and now EP long enough to gain and embody greater amounts of Divine Source Light and LOVE Energies, then this information makes more sense.

If we swap-out the terms taxed the flyers’ mind with inner silence, the foreign installation would flee, to intentionally energetically removing TD and their parasitic influences by deliberately and constantly dedicating oneself to one’s current evolution to “ascend” through and then beyond Duality Consciousness and reality, to Unity or HighHeart Consciousness and reality to be free of them and that lower frequency range of reality and consciousness.

If we understand that the alien mind control of these beings comes back, but not as strong, and a process begins in which the fleeing of the flyers’ mind becomes routine, until one day it flees permanently to, you Forerunner, you seeker and embodier of Source Light and LOVE struggling to evolve and ascend the lower levels, will repeatedly be attacked by TD to stop you, derail you, prevent you, or simply exhaust you from doing exactly that. Keep going, never look back, never stop because you are so very close now and soon you’ll be out of range of all of them permanently.

“The flyers’ mind flees forever when a sorcerer succeeds in grabbing on to the vibrating force that holds us together as a conglomerate of energy fields.” Change that terminology to something like, when a Forerunner accumulates enough higher frequency Light Energies in themselves and their physical bodies, they evolve beyond lower Duality and enter higher frequency Unity or HighHeart and begin becoming increasingly Sovereign individually, and TD simply cannot reach those higher levels. If a sorcerer maintains that pressure long enough, the flyers’ mind flees in defeat.” For Forerunners and Embodiers this means that once we’re able to maintain energetic Sovereignty individually and not “fall” back down into old lower levels of frequency, reality, consciousness and emotions etc., not let ourselves be manipulated by any negative TD being(s) or Portal Person human(s) and do this long enough, we successfully cutoff the food and fuel supply from ourselves to TD and they leave us alone; they flee in defeat.

The next thing I want to finally talk about, after going through this in very amplified ways constantly since 2014, is “the flyers’ mind is still with you, it’s been damaged but it’s trying it’s best to rearrange its relationship with you.” I’ve experienced this increasingly every year since 2014, and still am today and will be for a while longer I suspect. And, from what I’ve heard many of you fellow Forerunners say to me in emails and Comments is that you too are, in 2017, just about all… done… with… everything AP related. Believe me, I understand. However, yep there’s a however here, this is that powerful and important point within all of this, or any other Great Initiatic Process, where you’re so freaking exhausted from it all that you just want to lie down and sleep for as long as you can get away with. I remember reading one line in one of Castaneda’s books back in the mid-1970s that hit me like a ton of spiritual bricks because I knew it was true and profoundly important. It had to do with “being impeccable” constantly, no matter what you’re doing or not doing. You could be sitting on your butt staring at the ceiling, but you’d better be doing so as an impeccable being otherwise you’ll probably get knocked to the floor! Once an Initiate, always an Initiate in other words, and there’s no being lax, careless or unaware once you’ve reached a certain level of awareness and energy. And in this lifetime of Galactic Alignment and the AP and EP, many of us incarnated with this fully functioning from birth; others were Coded to have it re-activated at some point within our AP in this lifetime.

What am I really talking about here you may be wondering at this point? How many of you Forerunners have thought about and/or are currently dealing with what life and reality is going to be like once you’re actually free of TD? What are you going to do? What do you really want? What are you going to create? How many of you, especially the Elder Forerunners who’ve been at this most or all of their lives already, are currently exhausted yet bored out of your ever-loving skulls? How many of you are, like I’ve been, having to re-learn how to function and exist without all the TD bullshit negativity and endless interference, parasitism and manipulations? Said another way, some of us are and have been for a few years now having to incrementally learn how to, as don Juan put it, “The flyers are the implacable challengers. They cannot be taken as anything else. If we succeed in doing that, the universe allows us to continue…” Some of us are currently standing, make that teetering on the blissful and hard-earned threshold of the universe allowing us to continue, and we’re a bit dazzled by that fact, not to mention really tired and feeling like we’ve been isolated for far too long. Some of us are looking at the endless possibilities that lay before us, debating what we want to invest ourselves and our Sovereign energies in at this early stage of our and the Process. At the moment, I just want a nap and to come back to this thought after I’m more rested. How about you?

I can clearly see, feel and hear the growing chaos of the old lower patriarchal world below me, but I’m not directly (that’s a keyword there) affected by it at this point. I’ve gotten some altitude in other words as have most (but not all) of you reading this, but the old lower world is eating itself now in 2017 and the energetic pull is wild, frantic and determined to continue at all costs and it still tries to “rearrange its relationship with you”. Old habits die-hard for both sides but don’t stop doing what you always have because you’re so very close to being really free of it all finally. ❤

Denise

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Why Were Dark Beings Allowed To Enslave Humanity?

❓  “Why would the Supreme Creator, God, whichever one feels comfortable using, allow the creation of humanity to be enslaved by Dark Beings? I really don’t understand this. Can you shed any light on this?” — R****

❓  “They say all the time this is a free will universe. Not if you are incarnated into limited knowing and ones who aren’t in a limited-knowing matrix can mess with us all they want. Its not free will if those on this planet are not aware of it and yet it is allowed to happen.” — Christie

devil-pushing-puppet800x641I’ve been asked this same question R**** asked by different readers over the years, but this time I’m going to respond in a public article instead of a private email. Also, I’ve quoted a Comment by Christie from another article because it’s an extension of R****’s question.

So the question is, why would Source/The All That Is/God etc. allow Dark Beings or Team Dark as I call all of them for ease and speed, free reign over mass humanity, and, for so long based on human perspective? To answer that, one first needs to pull way back, no much farther out, and secondly realize that all galaxies are not focused on the exact same educations and/or experiments. Think different cosmic spiritual schoolrooms, entirely different schools, collages and universities. There are some galaxies, and universes for that matter, that have never focused on Duality. There are some galaxies, and universes, that have focused primarily on Unity or Oneness and have not experimented with separating from Source, have not externalized and/or individuated like we have in this galaxy and many others. This universe has been very much about projecting many aspects of Source/God out into Its externalized creations for the purpose of entering them to learn more and create more. There are galaxies and universes that haven’t done this but remained closer to Home so to speak. 😉 Then there are those galaxies and universes that are so profoundly different from us and what we’re familiar with that it’s almost impossible for us to comprehend or even imagine them.

There are galaxies and universes that haven’t dropped or temporarily removed much of their natural Light LOVE Source Selves to leave Home and intentionally insert themselves into an externalized Source-created place/space/location/dimension/planet/star etc. with the purpose of learning within that setting and those energies and that level of consciousness and so on. Again, think different schools and universities where different things can be learned and experienced in each of them. And, keep in HighHeart consciousness that what’s available to be experienced and learned at one cosmic spiritual dimensional school, college, university is not identical to what’s available at others. People carefully choose which physical school, college or university they want to go to for a number of reasons; so too do our Souls when deciding which and where and why we’re inserting, incarnating into any Source-created school for further education.

The second part of this cosmic spiritual school/college/university analogy is just like physical earth schools too and it has to do with time. Students don’t go to school year-round because classes end, classes expire and the student then typically moves on to the next higher grade of education with matching topics of study etc. The same thing is true with galaxies and universes; there are Expiration Dates naturally pre-set into every Source-created galactic and universal school/college/university that Souls insert themselves into to learn more. People are more familiar with these pre-set dates as different lengths of cosmic and galactic cycles. 

Now superimpose that information over the two questions.

In this neck of the cosmic galactic universal woods, not only was projecting aspects of our intentionally fragmented Divine Source Selves out and/or down into one or more of Source’s externalized creations (holograms, greater or lesser densities, dimensions, physical worlds, realities or whatever you want to call them) such as physical 3D Earth world and reality, we’ve also been within the schoolroom of Duality for this past very long cosmic and galactic cycle because it was the primary lesson here in density during that past Great Evolutionary Cycle (of 225-250 million give or take years).

Because Source isn’t stupid, there is always but always a natural built-in Expiration Date to every one of these cosmic spiritual cycles with their schools. The cycles rotate and eventually we all reach the natural end of that phase and level of education within that phase and level of that particular school. We on Earth in the Milky Way galaxy and this local universe reached that natural Expiration Date on December 21, 2012. We had Three Days at that time—December 21, 22, and 23, 2012—to each have a private face-to-face with the Divine to go over our accomplishments to date and choose which things, which personal issues we each wanted to continue working on in ourselves for the Greatest Good Of All. After that I feel we had something akin to summer vacation during 2013, where we did our best to recover from everything that got us to that point! Then we reentered the Ascension Process fray again with the start of 2014, but, at a very different and NEW level and way of doing everything.

The December 21, 2012 date was the Expiration Date of the past Great Evolutionary Cycle(s) that all completed around that time. What that meant is that all those Dark Beings or Team Dark aliens and patriarchal reign on physical Earth reached it’s completion or “end times” indicating those nonphysical, nonhuman aliens and beings and incarnate physical humans aligned with and enslaved by Team Dark were no longer in control of mass humanity and 3D Earth, other planets in this Solar System, large parts of the 4D Astral and the 2D Elemental, and certain other locations, timelines and structures within this system.

What you must remember is that this is a Free Will Universe with a variety of very different schools in it with very different focused lessons and educations etc. In the 3D Earth it’s been Duality within very dense physicality while just about as far away from Source/God/The All That Is as one could believe themselves to be!

You see it’s not a case of God abandoned humanity to the evil Dark Beings, but that it was allowed because that was one of many possibilities within this past (12-21-12 ended) great cycle within the school(s) of Duality. This is an educational spiritual and energy course we all wanted to have, to experience firsthand, to wallow around in for as long as the class was available at that level and in that timeline. But, that timeline has completed within that past cycle and now we’re each being automatically and naturally energetically attracted to, drawn to a frequency match to what we are today in preparation to enter the NEW Great Evolutionary Cycle(s) at a NEW higher frequency and spiral. And for those who’ve learned all they can from Duality reality and consciousness, they’re now automatically drawn to the next higher frequency which is Triality —aka Unity— consciousness and matching reality/realities. And the Dark Beings or Team Dark do not exist at that level of development. Their reign has Expired for those evolving/ascending now. For those that are not evolving/ascending now, they’ll have another school in a much shorter cycle that’s even more dense and negative where they’ll eventually, hopefully realize that, lo and behold, the Light ain’t so bad after all! Free Will to wallow in even dirtier, nastier, more dense and evil negativity than what existed before the December 21, 2012 Expiration Date, all with the grand intention of helping them finally choose to turn back towards the Light.

Now to Christie’s statement about people being trapped by their own lack of awareness to the fact that they’re controlled by great negativity, we have to honestly look at the fact that each person can, at any moment, choose to think and feel for themselves. Yes the negative control has been horrendous and vile but each person can stop at any time and think to themselves, Am I free or enslaved? Do I want to be doing this? Are these my thoughts and beliefs or someone elses? Do I enjoy violence? Instability? Poverty, fear, hatred, wars, endless violence against other humans? Do I want to continue giving my power over to other people (“leaders” etc.) all the time? Every human can think thoughts like this, or not. If not, then those humans will be given even greater negative experiences until they do start to have those types of thoughts and emotions that are the beginning of remembering the Light.

If a student doesn’t pass a grade at the end of every school year, then they have to re-do that grade again until they do pass it. The same is true for Souls in spiritual cosmic schools, classrooms, collages and universities. Do it now or do it later makes no different at higher levels of being and awareness, only gaining as much as you can from the current education is important and evolving on to the next higher level of schools is. Now is the time of “Harvest”, of Graduation, of evolution, of ascension to the next higher level of being, consciousness and matching reality. Take advantage because it won’t be available again for a very long time.  ❤ ❤ ❤

Denise

February 26, 2017

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The End of the Old Negativity

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There have been two times in April and once so far in May 2016, that I’ve participated with a small group of other Team Light (TL) beings in a higher dimension to, yet again, deal with a small group of representative Team Dark (TD) beings. These TD beings consider these meetings to be negotiations’, they are however strictly informational. There will be no negotiations.

We of TL were, once again, meeting with these particular ancient TD beings because they wanted to try again to “negotiate” with us to be allowed to continue living and carrying on as they always have. We informed them, once again, that that was not going to happen because that time has expired and they must now, like everyone else, evolve. They have repeatedly resisted this information, this fact. Every meeting with them however, they have been slowly realizing that this is indeed happening and that they have to change, evolve, or cease existing as they have. Of course they’re not happy with any of this and so have called for repeated meetings with our small group to attempt more “negotiations”. The calm neutral patience of TL with them about this has been impressive. The slowly diminishing rage and growing angst of TD has been impressive to witness firsthand in these meetings also. This is a first for TD and it’s been rough going for the majority of them. Some of them have seen the light and chosen change instead of extinction. Others have been hanging on and on in hopes that this wasn’t really happening and that they could navigate around it via another timeline(s) etc. Not gonna happen or be allowed however. This is why some Forerunners/Starseeds worked so long and hard on closing down and dead-ending many different timelines over the past four years. Alternate timelines couldn’t exist at the old lower level of frequency because TD would have used them as escape routes and/or alternative realities where they could try to continue existing energetically off of others. Sometimes “payday” takes some time in this dimension to show up and make more sense.

At first they didn’t believe and thought they could scream and rage and demand to get their way. They’re not used to not getting what they want or to be interfered with or outright prevented, so to have things not work any longer has been a difficult and shocking situation for them. It’s taken some time for them to stop screaming and threatening everyone and for them to finally realize that this change is really happening and that there isn’t anything they can do to override it, steal it, distort it, derail it or manipulate their ways out of anything.

Personally, I’ve never before seen TD do anything other than heartlessly plow through everyone, so for me as incarnate-on-earth-Denise to witness and participate in these meetings with them in a higher dimension has been… fulfilling. I’ve come, we’ve come full-circle and are now at a totally NEW place. It’s been good to see the end of this in this particular way after all I’ve been through at their hands throughout this incarnation. This is one of many reasons why I was in this particular TL group informing this TD group about the expiration of their old ways; I (incarnate Denise) needed to experience the end of this ancient negativity and witness those involved with it make the choice. Another reason was so I could share this information with you incarnate here on earth that may not be consciously aware of some of the complexities taking place at higher levels with TD.

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As more of these ancient TD beings finally accept that their old ways and days are done and gone, there’s been, if you’re sensitive to them, some pretty potent blasts of real anguish flying about lately. All that has been can be no more in the NEW Light and the TD die-hards are grieving and are in mourning over what they’ve lost and what they now must do to continue existing and evolving. Spoiled *&^%wits! Sounds much like the current political arena in the US doesn’t it?

Yes lots of beloved, unique humans have exited this dimension like crazy this year so far and because of this we’ve all felt the loss and pain lately but, there’s much more going on than only that. There’s much more “dying” now than certain humans. Entire ancient negative systems, structures and ways of being and existing have ended and there’s plenty of wailing, thrashing about and intense mourning going on in multiple dimensions because of it. All this while simultaneously more and more complex and even higher frequency Light pours in and through each of us. Is it any wonder why some of us feel a tad overwhelmed one moment then euphoric the next? Or, both at the same time? That’s what I’ve felt; both at the same time! I guess this is me burning old Duality into my soul’s memory banks before I evolve beyond it. Nice but strange feeling.

Stay the course, don’t get distracted by the old insanity playing itself out at lower levels, keep your HighHeart on the prize and you’ll be just fine. This is also how you/me/we Forerunners and first to Embody help the rest of humanity navigate these choppy waters of change. Thank You for your great Works. ❤ ❤ ❤

Denise

May 7, 2016

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Negative Etheric Barricades

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I’ve debated whether to share this particular information or not. As the weeks rolled on since it happened, I’ve felt it did need to be shared, so here we go. Maybe you can relate to this negative etheric stunt, tactic, this attempt to stop me/you/us from doing what I/you/we’ve been doing all along anyway.

If you’ve been a TRANSITIONS reader for many years, you know that I stopped writing here around the Autumnal Equinox of 2013, and created another blog, HighHeartLife at that time. There were multiple reasons why I did both those things then, just as there are multiple reasons why I’ve started writing again occasionally at TRANSITIONS recently (late 2015). In between book writing, I intend to continue writing at both TRANSITIONS and HighHeartLife because information for both levels and stages are still needed and helpful I feel.

TRANSITIONS came under nearly constant negative assaults by nonphysical Team Dark (TD) beings and living, human Portal People also. Portal People is my term for humans that are easily used, influenced and directed by nonphysical TD to do negative things wherever TD wants to create more chaos and suffering etc. Nothing new about any of this, I’m just saying that I had to constantly keep TRANSITIONS protected, clean and clear since I created it in 2007, and doing so became increasingly difficult over the years as TD increased their attempts to stop me from writing here. I’m certainly not the only one whose had to deal with this in years past online and everywhere else for that matter.

When I stopped writing here in late 2013 and focused mainly at HighHeartLife, I didn’t work as hard or as often at keeping TRANSITIONS energetically free of the negativity like I did before. If I wasn’t here and wasn’t here writing about what I always have, then TD wasn’t here attacking me or others either. However, when I started writing here again a couple of months ago, I experienced something interesting and that’s what I want to share with you only so you can recognize it for what it really is and what it is not if you see and/or feel something like this too. Discernment as always.

A couple of months ago I was here at TRANSITIONS working on an article and after an hour or so, I suddenly clairvoyantly saw something I’ve never seen before. It was obnoxious, invasive, loud and nasty and it wanted to be seen and felt very clearly and it was.

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I saw a black and white only etheric “news ticker” or etheric “crawler” or etheric “slide” as they’re called on our TVs, but this was located in the upper left-hand side of about 1/3 of my internal mind’s eye vision. It flashed very fast constantly in an invasive, in-your-face, blinding sort of way. It looked like alien black and white geometric symbols or glyphs and made no sense to me other than I had the immediate feeling it was an etheric barricade to prevent me from writing anymore at TRANSITIONS.

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While I was writing I continued seeing it and I tried closing one eye to see if that changed it in any way or made it disappear, it didn’t, so I tried the other eye and a few other things. Even with both eyes closed I could still see it flashing in the upper left-hand side of my inner vision. Both eyes open I could see it, both eyes closed I could see it, but it was the insane migraine it immediately caused me that told me it was a negative etheric, energetic Do Not Cross barricade put in place here by TD probably quiet a few months ago.

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It was all I could do to finish writing that article and publish it because the migraine-like headache and nausea seeing and feeling that etheric barricade caused was severe enough I needed to lay down for a bit and clean and clear again. After about an hour the migraine headache and nausea went away, which actual migraines don’t do that quickly.

After all this, I blasted out any and all residual negative etheric devices, tools, barricades, human created negative thought-forms, tidbits etc. because this sort of TD business is not allowed or endured any longer. Now I simply hose down the place with Light (whatever and wherever that may still be at this point) and everything is clean and clear and faster and easier than ever before. If repeated attempts on my life, my sanity, my very soul haven’t worked, some negative flashing etheric alien and/or human created crime scene tape transmission certainly won’t. But, this is how we learn about how the old lower frequency Duality business works at the end of TD’s reign of terror. After all I’ve been through because of them, this was almost laughable in its desperateness and that’s an important reason why I’m sharing the experience with you.

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On a much higher note, we are once again in the middle of another potent energetic Light sandwich of two eclipses and the March 2016 Equinox falling between them. Because of this, many are most likely feeling some extra pains, aches, the old Ascension Flu body chills and aches, head pains and pressures, extended periods of inner ear ringing, periods of dizziness or sense of spinning/rotating/falling/lifting off etc. and any number of other Ascension related side effects. Never forget however that these aches and pains are indicators that you are in another intense phase of evolutionary Ascension so use this time positively for yourself and for ALL.

Denise Le Fay

March 15, 2016

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An Astral Thrashing by Ancient Giants

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Before we can talk about the improvements unfolding in 2011, I want to backtrack us a bit for contrast and reflection. I could write a book based on this topic because it’s so amazing and such a profound change to what reality has been on Earth for my almost sixty years. I’m talking about the now steady and increasingly obvious decrease of the Dark Ones/the Negatives/Team Dark from our reality and lives. Here are some examples of this increasing shifting and departure of them from a few recent multidimensional experiences I’ve had.

A GIANT ASTRAL THRASHING

On November 6, 2010, I had one of the most interesting and informative lucid dream encounter I’ve ever had, and I have had some whoppers! I was lucid in this dream from the first moment because the dream had been designed and created by a Dark One. He wanted to talk face-to-face with me so he created this “dream” setting for me to make sure I got his entire message, which I most certainly did. He created this dream setting to look like the old house I lived in during the most difficult years of my early biological Ascension Process where I’d been under constant demonic attack for four horrific years. [See A Lightworker’s Mission]. He wanted me to be very consciously aware that it was he and his kind behind all of the Dark attacks I went through at that house from 2000 through June of 2004.

In this lucid dream, which was not a “dream” at all but an actual meeting in the fourth dimension (4D Astral), this Dark One and about five or six of his buddies were waiting for me in the backyard of this other house. From my perspective I just suddenly found myself in this already started dream, which is usually a sign that something other than you has designed it and intentionally pulled you into it for a specific reason. So there I am all of a sudden, lucid in the Astral and back at this other house looking up at about seven incredible giant Beings; Dark Ones that were not Reptilians but something else. Their bodies were all the same but their non-human faces were slightly different, as human faces are, and they were wearing costumes which were intended to further intimidate and frighten me. They didn’t however but looked rather ridiculous. We’ll get to that in a second.

So there I am standing outside in full daylight in this astral meeting with about seven of these ancient humanoid Dark Ones. They all were around twenty feet tall; I estimated this from marking where the highest peak of the house roof came on their bodies which was around their waists. In other words, they were some HUGE, ancient, giant Dark Ones and they got my attention for sure! Now here comes the funny costume part; they all were dressed in stereotypical biker outfits. Black leather pants, vests with “colors” on the back, chains, spike collars, wide leather cuffs and all the other typical old bad-ass motorcycle biker dude costuming from the sixties and seventies. Seriously, I should get an award or metal or something for not busting into a belly laugh seeing twenty-foot tall Dark Ones trying to look extra mean n’ nasty by wearing old “Hell’s Angels” biker costumes in my backyard! I just stood there staring up at this group of non-human, non-physical Dark Ones trying to further intimidate me and couldn’t believe what I was witnessing. Their size and unpleasant non-human faces alone was enough, but thankfully for me the old “Hell’s Angels” biker outfits took the edge off of the entire situation.

After a bit the head Dark One leaned down, picked me up, and held me close to his ugly non-human face and gave me a good hard thrashing! I was the size of a rag-doll in his huge hand as he shook me, yelled and screamed viciously at me and clearly let me know how much he HATED my goddamned Forerunner Starseed Lightworker ass and how seriously I have ruined his plans, his life and lifestyle, his fun, his ruler-ship over humanity and Earth blah, blah, blah. His buddies watched with great pleasure as their Boss spewed hatred in my face and shook me around in his giant clawed hand. And, as amazing as all this was because it was “real”, was that I wasn’t nearly as frightened as I would have been had it happened a few years ago. I was lucid of how I was emotionally feeling and what I was thinking during this designed intimidation tactic by these particular Dark Ones, but I was rather surprised by my lack of fear.

Of course it helped tremendously having these giant giants costumed in old-school biker regalia, plus it helped tremendously having the main Dark One telling me his secrets and how I (as a Lightworker) had ruined his species way of life and their food and fuel supplies (humanity) and so many other things I couldn’t believe it! I kept thinking to myself while this Dark One was raging in my wee astral face, “My god Denise, listen to everything he’s telling you in his wild rage because he’s revealing tremendously important secrets. Do not pull the ripcord and wake yourself up yet. Wait until he’s done telling you everything.”  So I remained and endured him raging at me about what a miserable day he and his kind were having all because of what me and my kind have done. Instead of fleeing the astral scene as I usually do in these types of astral abductions, I remained until this Dark One had finished his rant at me and then I got the hell outta there and woke myself up!

This was a big deal for me to NOT be so frightened and NOT escape when things got too scary because I do know how to wake myself up and escape when needed. This also told me a lot about how much I’ve personally grown, and about how much the Light has done to cause the Dark Ones to not be able to stay within the still increasing Light Energies here.

ANOTHER MULTIDIMENSIONAL ATTACK BY THE DARK ONES

On February 22, 2011 — 2-22-11 — I started out having a very nice dream but it kept morphing into bad, then into worse, and then much worse. Once the nightmare reached that ultra-icky sick blood n’ guts violent point, I did pull the astral ripcord and woke myself up. Problem was—as it often is—I didn’t leave this nightmare in the 4D astral plane, it was right there in my physical bedroom hovering above me near my ceiling! “It” is what caused my nice dream to morph into a gory, sick nightmare.

Once I was awake from the nightmare I could easily see in the natural night’s darkness this mass of unnatural Blackness hovering about a foot below my ceiling like a large 4D astral oil spill. It was wider than my queen-sized bed and took up nearly the entire square footage of my bedroom ceiling. I’ve had many attacks over the years from this same type of mass Blackness that’s darker than the darkest night, and in years past these attacks would leave me severely ill for a couple of months. My point is that I was well aware that I was going to be fighting for my life and well-being as soon as I awoke and saw this 4D canopy oil spill Blackness hanging over me in bed. What happened next however was an absolute first in my life and that is what’s really important about all of this.

Once awake and aware that I was in for another serious battle for my health, sanity, multidimensional energetic well-being and possibly my very life, I went into hyper-aware, hyper-sensitive Light Warrior mode while simultaneously taking mental notes of the entire situation. The thing with negative Beings is that, no matter what shape, disguise, or costume “It” puts on, you know what “It” is because “It” cannot change or alter “It’s” energy signature to save “It’s” life. “It” is what “It” is no matter how clever or creative. “It” always feels exactly the same no matter what because “It” has not changed one little bit. Nasty is nasty is nasty period.

So there I am yet again fighting my way through another attempt upon my Forerunner Lightworker life by the Dark Ones, but, there’s one HUGE change to this familiar attack; “It” cannot move down any lower to attack or touch me! My god this is a minor miracle and something that’s never happened before. Now I’m not saying this attack was easy because it wasn’t and it lasted for an hour and a half and was very intense and exhausting. However, “It” could not drop down any lower and literally, repeatedly, pound on my head like an actual assault as “It” has in years past. So, what’s changed and why?

We’ve gone deep enough into this battle at this point (2-22-11) that the Dark Ones cannot effect me (a Forerunner, Starseed, Lightworker, Gridworker, Embodier) in the same ways they have because the Light has returned and is taking back and filling up this world and so much more. The Dark Ones are on their way out in other words and I cannot tell you what this means to me after 59 years of having to deal with them and their endless attacks throughout this life. For me to repeatedly and vividly be shown just how much has really changed energetically, both within my Denise self and the Earth world and the Astral and beyond, is so incredibly rewarding… and the best is yet to come!

BEIGE HOUNDS OF HELL ASTRAL ATTACK

Moving right along.

May 12, 2011 I had a dream attack which really amazed me. It’s almost—dare I say—comical. So I’m dreaming early this morning and find myself in some unknown neighborhood in some unknown city somewhere walking down the street at night alone. Suddenly a pack of dogs comes running towards me from down the street. Normally this would have sent me scrambling for that astral ripcord in a hot second, but, my-oh-my how things have changed in a few short months since November 2010!

No I do not escape the dream attack but turn to look at the pack of barking dogs running wildly towards me with the intent of ripping me to pieces in the street. I noticed they were different sizes and breeds but that they all are beige in color. That told me that the Darkness ain’t so dark no more (May 2011) but is now more of a matte beige color. Go ahead and have a good giggle over this symbolism, gawd knows I certainly did.

So as the pack of beige dogs reach me I magically produce — are you ready for this — a large bed pillow to whoop-ass with. Yes, a bed pillow to beat off a pack of attacking beige dogs, alone, in the night. Ya gotta love it. So there I am in the street pillow popping attacking dogs left n’ right with my Kung Fu Light-infused Bed Pillow of Destruction. I sent every dog that attacked me flying through the air and dissipated them into nothingness. But again, the most important point in all this for me was that I was totally and completely emotionless about this whole business. I had NO fear, NO anger, NO aggression, NO hate, NO nothin’ but poppin’ attacking beige Hell Hounds back to Source. I felt like one of those old rock-solid Kung Fu movie warrior goddesses calmly whoopin’ ass with the greatest of ease. I’ve never ever felt this before in my life and it was good, really good.

I said a couple of months ago that one of the things I wanted for myself now was to finally evolve beyond reacting to lower or negative frequency situations, attacks, and people etc. I no longer want to respond in that old lower emotional way and my dream of fighting off attacking beige dogs with ZERO emotions one way or the other was a huge symbol for me personally. When I look back over the past few months like this to get a better understanding and perspective, I see just how much has really improved on multiple levels for me personally, but also with how much has improved collectively in this dimension and others. I also know that this is just getting rolling now in early 2011, and that it will unfold exponentially week by week and month by month through to the end of the Mayan calendar on Oct. 28, 2011, and then the great transition through the 11-11-11 portal of November 11, 2011. Reality will be increasingly unrecognizable and in completely positive ways.

From a direct and intimate face-to-face rage-fest with what I believe were an ancient group of giant Nephilim beings, to unemotionally popping attacking astral hell hounds back to Source in seven short months is pretty impressive, especially after nearly six decades of living in a totally Dark controlled world. Hang in there everyone because the best really is right around the corner at this point.

Denise Le Fay

May 12, 2011

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