Wednesday, December 29, 2010

A Natural Frequency

If one studies the language of a civilization, then they might gain great insight into the way that world is structured.  I am tackling the beautiful beast that is Latin (via Rosetta Stone).  It's not so much that I'd like to speak Latin with other humans on this planet, although that will be part and parcel of its mastery.  As I understand it, Latin is the mother of most languages and may just illuminate what it is I am seeking, although I don't really know or even pretend I will know until I know.  It's a proverbial Mt. Everest that I'm honored to enjoy the journey climbing.  Part of my known interest in this endeavor is that of training for future missions involving other civilizations and first contact scenarios.  As an earth human with the native tongue of English, it will probably serve to focus on the correlation between Latin and English, as it is the primary communication in Western culture.  How that all formulates and ties together is a mystery to me, and truly its something I'm up for grounding in a practical and spiritual way.

Though I haven't the slightest clue whats in store for me in this, I trust my intuition enough to take action and let the rest unfold.  It has occurred to me that when, not if, but when I am involved in these contact missions, I will transcend language all together.  First mastery, then transcendence.  Which brings in the reality of telempathy and its key role in this equation.  English is a very 3D expression.  Kudos to this sentient race though, because we sure know how to rock it to the fullest!  2010 is proof of that.

I'm also spiraling out in pretty much all of my spare time on Photoshop tutorials and creating digital art from "scratch".  It'd be super delish to create magi pieces on the regular.  So that's something you might enjoy if you tune in more.  All feedback is welcomed, please and thank you.  *bow*

Sempiternitus affectus ad iste.  Eternal love to you....

*Art by George Atherton (

Interdimensional Voyeurs of Sexuality, part I of series

Excerpt from a series I am writing...

We are an interdimensional collective of voyeurs of universal sexuality.  Through agreement in this moment, we recall the story of Now and we gather at the edges of a human physicality.  Soberly intent upon a reawakening of ancient stories, meant to play out continuity in the dawning of the Satya Yuga.  We rest our attention on a king-sized landscape of white linen, upon which is a female specimen, roiling in the heightened vibration of pleasure with her male counterpart.  We watch with suspense and a strong urge to burst forth into their density. We observe them with excitement building inside us.  Hundreds of luminous tendrils of energy twist and tighten between his solar plexus and her sacral.  And the story picks up exactly where we left off.  Our entrance onto the scene will spark a new dimension of sexual magic to be re-explored.  

Pure, sacred, true, electromagnetism is cycling between the two bodies in a fierce figure eight through each channel of chakra.  He heaves her senses with a fine tuned ripple of joy by oily penetration of her ripe vesica piscis.  He towers with power over the organic feminine sculpture.  A doorway will be opened now through the heart, yet another entrance to the tesseract of multidimensionality.  We send suggestion that his attention be placed on her heart chakra.  Their eyes dilate and lock in the intensity of their parallel simultaneous incarnation connections.  

With his arm behind her lower back, he ravenously pulls her body up to meet his high perched stance on strong knees and sculpted thighs of beautiful masculinity.  With her head falling back toward the support of a bed below, he maneuvers her hips to envelope his hard phallus slowly to the base.  Her root chakra pops, and a wave of kundalini vibrates all the way up to her crown. This sends a wave of contortion and sensual pulsations of her tightening yoni.  Repeatedly now, he pumps her with primal friction and focus, and the luminosity of their combined energy grows and builds.  A blending of physical body with erotic emotionality occurs and the veils begin to disintegrate and dissolve, leaving a complete open channel for raw life force to flow through.  As they ground deeper, they expand exponentially; the more primal energy they bring into the now, the more cosmic geometry flows into the here.  

We sense that our presence is now sensed.  Momentarily, she scans for us in a milky darkness.  She knows we are watching.  We await her beckoning now to co-create sex magic again like we did so playfully in the ancient temples of tantric priest and priestess.  An invitation is received, and the doorway to their dimension unlocks and spreads open its sexy spiritual legs.  We enter and begin the sequence of unfolding...

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Ode to a Hummingbird

Ode to a Hummingbird,

The perfect purr of your sonic wingsong evokes my incorrigible affection.
Your arrival signifies the drumming heartbeat of accelerating fourth density,
and your shiny wisps of aerial speed demand my immediate attention.
My world wanes to slow down and suspends in your celestial glue.

Mindful and rhythmically present to continuum in your timelessly focused presence,
the corners of my lips ascend, and my gaze is magnetically locked on your frame.
I feel honest and childlike as I watch you watching me, showing off your beautiful wings.

In your curious nature, you teach me to feel innocent and purposeful at the same time.

You show up on cue in my dream within a dream as a master of transformation.
Your cute little chirp: a suggesting gong of "wake up sleepy head, and re-member".
You teach me to reach impossibly fast for the nectars of this world,
And to drink them while flying in golden mean timing; a singular formation of my own accord.

You are a numerical reminder to emerge from my human cocoon of comfort,
So that I might transform into the benevolent butterfly you say you see me to be.
Smiling at you as I always do, knowing that I am perfect and this is enough.
That I am enough.

And as quickly as you arrived, you dash away on your mission.

I love you, sweet hummingbird teacher.
I will not miss you. I cannot miss you.
You are me, whole and complete; and I am missing no-thing.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Spinning Onward

There have been numerous inquiries into where I am these days and what I'm doing.. So I thought I'd straighten the said question marks into exciting little exclamation points in one swift swoop! I'll begin with declaring my state of gratitude for quality of life I have been blessed to co-create with my higher self and all of you. There would be no need or desire for me to write if there was no one to receive and learn with these expressions. So thank you immensely for energetically holding the space for me to sing this digital song.

I am finely nestled into the terra rosa enchantment of Sedona, Arizona.  This place is absolute and I have no doubt a spectral spiral of some of Gaia's most picturesque vortical energy spots.  I am now an ocean floor dweller of what was once, linearly speaking, in ancient times (Lumeria and Atlantis) an aquatic arena of our cetacean brethren.  I will not attempt to be an expert on the vortex energies of this red earth canyon, but I will certainly share from a perspective of experience.  And I say unto thee, this location doth painteth a high degree of timeless dream quality and reverie.  I feel I have been vortexed in.  Not only to this place, which is a hot spot for identified friendly objects and roving interdimensional portals, but to this surrogate family, the Macauley Noells.  I am taking a break from an assignment as Miss Macauley's personal assistant to write this blog in fact.  I can't begin to tell you how difficult the tasks are.  I am a slave to this woman's relentless support of acting on my highest excitement *gasp!*  Its terrible... All day long I have to research topics like inner earth beings, the Montauk Chair, time travel, martians, Atlantis, white holes, the Annunaki, DNA etc etc...  And in addition to all this boring and hard work (wink wink) I have to make all this raw food with love and intention.  Oh the humanity!

Were I to take full advantage of my surrounding abundance each day, it would (and mostly does) look like this:  I would, and do, awake to the gentle buzz of the hummingbirds (or espresso machine singing the song of the adrenal march - which sometimes sounds like a native american flute, I might add).  I mosey just a few short steps outside and into the radiant rising sun, shedding its light on a wonderfully sculpted morning aLuna face and hairdo.  I lie on warm blades of grass while I tell my iTouch stories of other worlds and lucid adventures from the delta dreamtime.  After all has been remembered and archived I visit bell rock vortex, said by a Pleiadian source to be the main vortex in Sedona.  Here I spin tetrahedrons of eternities in my heart, pink and green forever and ever and ever.  I hike with no shoes because I've decided that I prefer a real earth connection and dirty red feet over the soft and delicate skin of cosmopolitan aspirations.  My ankles grow stronger every day.  I run to the spa, where I have a free family pass, which happens to be the perfect 15 minute cardio session.  Here I get my fitness activation on and blaze endogenous opioid peptides (endorphins).  With a red pulsing face of blood oxygenation, I blast intentional chanting rockets into the cosmos in the superacoustalunatical steam room (hey hey Keller fans).  That my friends is the best wake and bake I have ever known, although I have never been much of a green smoker anyhow.  I return to the layer of the goddess, where the address in numerology is literally 13:13, fresh, fit, meditated and ready to begin the aforementioned research and simultaneous belief system management.  My most ingenuous obstacle to being productive in this creative format is the black hole time suck of facebook.  Could be worse, hey?  When I am in the flow, I am creating a *fantasy novel, that is writing itself, based upon the real metaphysics and timeless teachings of great master teachers  (*none of it is fiction, its all true).

Financially, I have dipped further than the well goes in the travel savings department.  Indeed, nepotism is a wonderful thing.  My loving grandfather has supported me immensely.  The greatest thing about this scenario is that you can very well just call my bank account  the Kale Fund - because aside from chia, stevia and quinoa - that is my main expense.  :)  

As mentioned in the previous blog, I am sharing astrology reports for $15, at Heather's grace in using her system, so that is keeping the Kale Fund alive!  Thank you!  Also, the universe has dangled a job offer at,  you'll get a kick out of this one, the UFO Store in Sedona.  The owner says to me, "Hey, are you looking for a job?" I shrug and say "Nope."  "Are you sure?  I can come pick you up. Call me." So, its my understanding that this JOB involves talking to people about aliens and spacecraft all day, as well as taking them on vortex tours.  Hm.  Does that sound like something this aLuna would ever do!? ;) ;)  So we'll see how that plays out.  I'm open to trying it out as long as I can have my routine and expanding cultivation of self-awareness... which I most assuredly can and will.

Getting ready to go dancing to some more Brazilian beats and connect with some jedi lovemasters, off and on this planet.  Thank YOU for synchronizing to my abstract world of lucid blogging, and I bid thee and loving and warm gooooood day.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Destiny Reports

Greetings friendlings!

Have you ever heard of a Destiny Report? This is an ancient astrological system that represents personality archetypes, symbols of our personal expression that reflect with amazing accuracy important elements of our life.  It is represented through the conventional 52 card play.  This was a way of preserving the practice of astrology through the different eras of occult and esoteric.

I am super excited to offer this Destiny Report to you for $15.  All you need to do is this.  Send me your full name, date of birth and email address and I will get the specialized report to you...  Donate below and we will chat via facebook (Sarah ALuna) or email (  I personally resonate highly with this system and continually feel that its entirely on point.  So if you've ever been interested in learning about astrology and planetary rulings - this might be a perfect way for you to learn... through experience of its accuracy!!  To read more about this, visit my fiend Heather's page:

Monday, November 1, 2010

Telempathic aLunacy

The following is an rant I had with myself today between desert rainstorms and marketing emails...  I thought I'd share a little of my humorous aLunacy simply for the entertainment value... Here is a tidbit of my trying to figure this whole earth life thing out...processing as it were, but with a lightness that can be felt.

So maybe language isn't always the best way to express oneself.  I feel more expressive when my body is moved by music.. or during the intensity of an eye gazing session.  Words are indeed powerful, yes, but they are diversions from what we are really trying to relay, which I believe is always love.  I feel more telepathic communication from people than I do the words they spew.  When I spend a lot of time with a particular person, I find that I feel their desires and goals in life, if they are activated strongly enough that is.  God willing, I will hold the space in my aura enough to be clean of others' missions and really hone my own.  In case you hadn't noticed, *looks around with a sense of secrecy* We are highly telepathic beings... Just pointing out the obvious.

And now I'd like to debate with myself a bit hereafter rereading these last statements regarding language and words.  Words are a perfectly valid form of expression and sometimes they serve a much greater purpose than a dance or a telempathic glance.  What I am saying will make my reality so...  aren't I using words to relay this message to myself?  How insane can this human psyche get, I mean really... I am very literally arguing with myself in a blog.  This is hilariously bizarre, and I'm going to flow with it.  So now that I've regained my lucidity as a master reality creator, I'd like to make it known to myself that I am aware and conscious of where I place my intellectual footing.  It does not serve one to excessively ramble about the abstract possibilities that exist within the mind.  Instead, it serves to be enlightened.  To meditate and become meditation.  Of course I am not saying in any form that I am enlightened, but I am saying there is a seed that has begun to sprout in my heart that is magnetizing this path to me and me to it.  

 We can talk about ________ all day, but until its become a personal experience, the love vibration of god cannot fully permeate it.  My mind is being fine tuned and prepared for samadhi and beyond everyday, and I feel its presence in my meditations more and more each time.  Twice a day, as the recent Dr. Lenz prescribed.  So get yourself on a healthy diet of meditation and mindfulness, unconditional love and compassion.  You can add some high vibrational food in the mix somewhere, and after digesting, maybe go on a run or do some sit ups.  Feel good about where you are in your life and don't pine for being somewhere else.  Because, it is likely that if you were to come here to usher humanity into your version of light as the proverbial enlightened master, then you would have done so at age 20.  Don't try so hard to be a leader.  Step off that solar plexus a bit to serve and soothe the heart.  You can seek enlightenment, and when you are relaxed enough in your seeking, your teacher will find you.  This treasure hunt of jaguar mentor and enlightened teacher is stirring up some emotions of resentment for the beauty that surrounds you already and the array of counsel you have at your fingertips.  You will find one another in synchronicity and that appointment will be met.  Relax and enjoy the luxury of this timespace hologram you're in.  Its meant to be enjoyed, not looked past as a means to and end.  You already said it, your favorite part about the journey is the journey.  But feeling so human can sometimes be eluding.  Sometimes I feel like I am lost in a fog of unattachment.  Its as though I don't know what I want.  And then I remember..I am re-minded by you.. to sit back down and create the space for god to fill in my meditation.  I remember that I am eternal and that this world is really truly just another dream.

So you (meaning me, talking to myself here) hold the idea of enlightenment in your heart, love it, nurture it and the journey will certainly take you there if you let go, unattached, and enjoy.  The journey is far from serious and far from difficult.  Although, yes, it is not easy to look at this world and love it with your whole heart and have to kiss it goodbye every other passing moment.... but this is possibly the poetry of expanded awareness that Rumi writes of; Because you don't claim any of it.  That as soon as you feel like you've got a handle on it, it slips away, gently and peacefully.  Its not yours to claim.  

As you can see, there is no real form to this rant, because all I did was just let go and my fingers did the rest.  I hope it made some kind of sense, but if it didn't, I don't really mind.  Literally, no mind.

There is still a stream, I'm still rowing gently and merrily and this sure does look a lot like a dream.  <3

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Travel Journal: A Retrospective Recap

So I've just returned from two months in Guatemala and Mexico. Traveling parts of Central America was as exhilarating as it was shocking. I was sick on many occasions from the food and the mosquito bites in the jungle. Most of my fellow American travelers that were used to a “Standard American Diet” had no health issues.  I decided that I’d adapt and flow with the culture by eating the way they do.  No meat, but I did put aside my vegan preference for the sake of experience.  What I didn’t really put aside though was my negative judgment.  That was the ultimate doozy.  In transparency and retrospect, the food only made me sick because of my definitions of the quality.  The parasites that my body had not yet built an immunity to were playing a part and doing an intense heavy metal and chemical detox before I left Kansas also left me quite sensitive, in my opinion.  Not weaker, just more sensitive. 

When on the go with only a backpack and a new destination every few days, things get really interesting. There is no such thing as a comfort zone, so you're really forced to put yourself out there, meet people, break language barriers and express. If you haven't already, you learn to really stand your ground because there are some prejudgments about Americans (shocking huh?). So diving into a new cultural psychic sea that I didn’t know a lot about with no refined intention to form my own beliefs separate from others, I naturally - as we humans often do - adopted them at a subconscious level.  I did find that while in Central America, being a telempathic human, I had to do routine cleaning out of belief systems.  (I've come to find that this is a necessary ongoing process for me in my path) When I heard things that did not represent my preferred view of the culture, I just went within and intended to neutralize the statements at a subconscious level.  Not doing this, on occasion, got me into a few “hairy situations” as it were.  But I was able to reclaim my lucidity and bring things back to bliss with the right dose of recognition and remembrance.  

Being back in the states is reintegrating, but I feel like I'm sinking into a comfort zone and what I’ve discovered through experience is that there's really not a whole lot of growth in that state of mind. So I'm leaving Sedona, AZ on Monday for the next adventure, which is a job at an organic farm doing only god knows what.  For my last couple days here, I am redesigning my permission slips (tools we use to reach desired states of being) and recharging my energy for the journey ahead, behind and ongoing.

If you're interested in seeing photos of my journey, visit my facebook page:

Star Commander aLuna....Ten-Twentyfour

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Preparing for contact.

Downloads that wanted to feel their digital skin after soaking in my journal for so long. Thanks for making contact and in-joy my first blog as Lucid aLuna!

Ever heard the saying “Everything happens for a reason.” ? It’s something the elders in my family have always said. It’s painted onto wall hangings in my grandmother’s house, printed on magnets in my friends’ dorm rooms and plastered across facebook as a 'fave quotation'. It’s a traditional saying that lightly illustrates the idea of synchronicity. For me, synchronicity is the divine orchestration of events that lead us spectacularly and artisticly to our true selves. It’s as poetic as you can get in physical reality because it is reality, which is art. There is no-thing that exists outside of synchronicity. You are synchronicity. This is a way of conceptualizing our nature as purposeful creators, and it is a profound truth that many of us are beginning to really grasp (including myself). We have begun to de-compartmentalize ourselves, which is why we are beginning to recognize more and more synchronicity. These compartments of self are traditionally labeled as the conscious, the subconscious and the unconscious. The unconscious still exists without your needing to know it and is experienced by that aspect of you and by others at that level. I like to imagine that our unconscious selves are meditating with one another, silent, patient and unjudging. Our subconscious selves are having a literal heart to heart; connections made here are often through sexual expression, music and symbols. All the while our conscious, ego minds strive and occasionally succeed to connect through language and intellect. Eventually we will not experience the compartmentalization, but its going to take some work (and play). I feel its important to see that it is not our subconscious or unconscious that needs to morph and expand themselves into the conscious mind. It is your conscious mind, ego, that will integrate itself into the unknown aspects of you that already exist. These aspects are your eternality. Your knowingness. It is incongruous and humorous that our ego minds consider the unconscious to be the unknown. While yes, to the ego mind the unconscious is by definition unknown, that which is eternal and part of you already is this knowingness. Oh the paradoxes…

Because we are now integrating our conscious minds more into our whole selves, it is important to look at the eminence of contact with extraterrestrial civilizations. Actually, contact is already occurring in your own colloquial backyard; rearing its marvelous head whether “you” like it or not. I speak from personal experience, but mine is not what is important for you. If you are reading this, and you obviously are, you are probably having contact with ET’s. Yep, its confirmed. Take it like a hu-man. What does this have to do with compartmentalizing shelves of selves? Most beings of extraterrestrial civilizations experience all aspects of us at once because they themselves are integrated. Some of them aren’t even aware of the separations we impose upon ourselves, so this makes it challenging to interact with us when our conscious minds are saying one thing and the rest of us another. For them it is like trying to have a relative conversation with (forgive my analogy because I love you deeply) a mentally insane patient. So whether your ego chooses to look at it now or later makes no difference to the inevitability that we are for sure, with 100% full on certainty, going to become members of an intergalactic alliance in this lifetime. Can you feel that energies are accelerating? The longer you wait to integrate, the more “stuff” you will have to sift through at a faster rate. Don’t procrastinate! (OK, sorry for the bad rhyming scheme, I’ll stop that) These are the preliminary finals friends. Begin now so that you can ease into your role as an Earth Ambassador and make it look like you know what you’re doing.

My friend Heather shared a very simple and profound idea with me the other night. She said “Ya know… What’s really great about all this is when you can get that you already know all of these things you are ‘learning’. For instance, when Bashar (or any enlightened teacher of your preference) says something that you understand as true, you think ‘Ah YES! That makes so much sense!’ and the reason is because you already know this stuff! If you didn’t, you wouldn’t be able to identify with it.” So, if you didn’t know it already, you might just simply skim right by the idea without making any connection. Everything you have read that ever struck a chord did so because you already knew it. This is how powerful you are. Simply sit with that one and try not to feel your power. I dare you.

On a very basic physics level, it is impossible to experience something outside of yourself. As Bashar says, the key to shifting into the fifth dimension “is to realize that you are the reality that you previously thought you existed in.” Let’s play with another simple metaphor. To your integral self, being physical reality is as easy as breathing is to your physical body. I hear some of you smart asses (forgive my crudeness, I’m just playing lightly with words) saying, ‘Well what about people that need a breathing apparatus to survive?’ Nice job in getting it so quickly. Your mastery is undeniable! That question itself illuminates the symbolic manifestation of how we externalize our innate abilities through creating denial of our natural selves. This is why there is so much emphasis on the idea of remembering who we are. My friends, this remembrance is not just a poetic expression. This is the task at hand. And, in my experience, it would be a bit too utopist to say that it’s easy. (Sorry denim dan, keep up the good work!). But, as Zen Master Rama emphasizes, it is much easier than perpetuating the illusion. Most of us chose to be here on the planet now for the experience of remembering our power. “So I know everything because I am everything, but hey... Wouldn’t it be a rockin’ good time to take a vacay from my omnipotence, hit up Earth around, oh lets say 2012, and rediscover my mega awesomeness?” Okay, so that’s not really how it goes down for all of us, but are you getting the download? Everything you are reading you already know. Let's re-emphasize… There is nothing that you can learn that you don’t already know. In fact, you wrote the book! You created these concepts!! Nice work...

So, on that same thread… get this. You truly cannot recognize something in this reality that you don’t contain. For example, you can look at a mountain and feel its majesty. You can look at a woman and appreciate her beauty. You can have honey and taste its sweet exquisite rapturous divinity. (Um, can you tell I’m partial to honey?) You can observe an act of compassion and appreciate humanity. You can on the other hand, observe rigidness in modern industrial methods. You can perceive ugliness in the idea of a parent abusing their child. You could also feel harshness for someone being aggressive with you. You can have the experience of giving your power away to people you put on a pedestal. The key here is that if somewhere in your psyche, you did not already contain the majesty, the beauty, the idea of ugliness and even the capacity to abuse etc, then you would not even have the ability to conceptualize it. Look at how you define your experiences, and you will get great insight into where you are with integrating your consciousness. Your integral self is already being the person you want to be and having continuous unfoldings of ecstasy, samadhi and unconditional love with beings you aren’t even aware exist (sometimes in your bedroom, late late at night. Hehehe, sorry, I just had to play with you a bit... But I’m serious. Really.)

You have the intuition to seek out the tools that will get you in touch with yourselves but if you like, I can share the ones I resonate with on a personal basis. Just flip me a little email. I’m not saying you have to do any of this work. You can do whatever you choose, that is the beauty of it. But if you were to just try this out… to choose to see your reality as your creation, its guaranteed by All That Is that you will begin to breathe easier, deeper and with an unparalleled feeling of ecstasy for who you are and what you’ve come here to experience. You will, no not maybe… you WILL begin to re-member that you are a master in reality creation and that you have galactic family that far extends your planetary sphere. Personally, I Am Love - subsequently embracing my mysterious shelves of selves and putting them on display for the association of worlds!

You know light is, because it is you. You know darkness is, because it is you as well. You get to choose which you identify with more in this dreamworld you’re sculpting… But don't you agree that the darkness has been played out? Come on lovelings, lets get sirius and play with ourselves! ;)

Over and Out,

Friday, August 6, 2010

Who is dreaming this dream?

It is long overdue, however perfect in its timing, that I write a proper blog. I can hear the impatient playful fingertips of my closest friends from here. First, I´ll just cap off the highlights of the sequence of events that have taken place in my story so far... And as a side note, for those of you by thewith an education in writing, please consider that I do not claim to be a writer, (although paradoxically I am) and I like to make up locutions as I go.

California, my love 
The first leg of my travels was a flight into San Diego where I reunited with a fellow belovéd earth ambassador iTom Lab. We galloped around for a couple weeks, playing with raw food, burritoes and hot sauces; as well as hit up some entrancing beach spots. It was here that I realized that there was no going back to my hometown to live. Connections with one of my ancient soul tribes were remembered and grounded again in the physical dimension and it is here that I originally felt pulled to begin a temporary nest after my central america travels. It is of paramount importance and with a high level of excitment that I am able to share the next half of this cali journey. My anchor in coming to California was to have a private session with my most beloved teacher and friend, Bashar. I find it easy to say the mostcherished because in fact, the way these sessions work is Bashar taps into my own higher self and wraps the responses in the flavor of his personality, his society. Of course there are exceptions, but that is why I have always felt so deeply connected to the teachings. Because, holographically, it is my permission slip to listen in a more physical way to my own higher mind. So that definitely went down and shifted many many things in my belief systems. I was put in touch with one of my hybrid children (if you do not know what I speak of, and are interested, just message me and I´ll be happy to break it down), Pearl. The triangular necklace I am wearing is actually a very real telempathic connection to her consciousness and she is helping me to remember the interactions I am having with my galactic family and angels as well as other hybrid children. You may notice that the pendant is actually Mother of Pearl, and the piece was practically given to me (thank you iTom). So a long story short, I was given a few glimpses of the intergalactic goodies to come on my central american journey, and they are unfolding ever so orchidly. 

The next phase of my trip placed me in Antigua, Guatemala, a quaint little town surrounding by breathtaking mountains and the large powerful Volcano Pacaya. My friend showed me around the city for a few days and provided a beautiful space for me to sleep outside overlooking Mt. Agua. The first night I slept under the moist open sky of Guatemala, I looked up over the misty mountains and cognized my first memory of a spacecraft sighting. That is to say, I saw a friggin UFO! Snap! just like that. It was very close, a saucer like shape with yellow, green, orange red and blue lights around the bottom. I could have gone home happy with that experience alone, given that I actually had a home or desire to do so. The day after that was that full moon eclipse planetary alignment grand cross big whopperoo thing and was also the day a stranger to me at the time (mind you, that has had no prior experience in channeling nor knowledge of ETs or the Association of Worlds) started to channel a being that came specifically to speak with me about my mission and the sighting. More to be shared as things are still being pieced together around the bi-location that occured in the instant I saw the craft. They are Pleiadian and I was definitely on board the ship. Why, I have yet to remember, but I´m embracing the fascinating mystery of it all.

The Twelver. The Twelvist.
Lake Atitlán
Having been in Guatemala only a few days, I journeyed southwest to an area known as the Highlands of Guatemala to the famous Lago de Atitlán. This place is a pure spectral sphere of transcendental eye candy. Its known for its three volcanos that surround its serene green-blue waters and the amiable towns that are interconnected, yet distinctly energetically different. I chose to stay in San Marcos for a full lunar cycle, full moon to full moon, at Las Pirámides del Ka. This is a meditation center with pyramid structures and cabins, and a large dreamy pyramid Temple. Here we practiced yoga in the mornings, attended a short metaphysical themed lecture in the late morning, and meditated together in the evening. I was honored to be here in the time of the Temple´s 19th birthday, which also happened to be a New Moon lunar eclipse over Chile. That day, we spoke no words, ate no solid food and wore all white. At the ceremony, the teacher facilitator of the Atlantean teachings the temple is based upon, channeled and spoke in the language of the spirit. I have no idea what the hell she said, but it was super duper awesome and I was blissing out all over that place. 

from just outside my room at 3am... they called me out and as i retreated back into dream world, they pulled me up into this full moon.
We studied techniques for lucid dreaming and conscious astral travel. We studied, briefly, astrology and the ancient teachings of Atlantis known as the Iniciatic System. I could really write several chapters of a book on my experiences here, and I already have and will continue to do so, but for the sake of a recap, I´ll generalize. I was shown my mission in this life by my higher self through my writing. I was also given a swift kick in the ass to get my act together in the physical realm and get a job. Better yet, to choose a craft to master. How lucky is it that this was my intention going in and that I actually have a clear idea of what this is? I blipped back to a simple little Bashar saying... that our passion is something that we do because it is who we are, and we have no other choice! So the last week, the retreat, was cultivated in complete silence and liquid fasting. This is the week that I decided and synchronicity showed me elegantly what it is I´m going to come back and work with. Living foods. All spectrums of the entity. From growing the food, wild foraging, to medicinal herbs and the essential nutritional knowlege, to the culinary art and perfecting a simplistic preparation of it. I´m looking into schools, but to take action in the now, I have manifested a gig working the Raw Spirit Festival and subsequently living on the farm of that operation. Check check and check. I´m so on it, its just too easy.

Mayan ruins of Tikal
This one definitely deserves two chapters in the book, that is writing itself now. How do I share without ruining, pun intended, the surprise and mystery of this experience? I suppose by lightly mentioning the immense power of this ancient place that sanely induces a transcendental light show behind eyelids when you become still and silent; and rocks you hard and fast with jungle rain, mosquitos and heat. I chose to spend two nights here in my tent. The first night with my Australian traveling companion, Leah, who I met at the pyramids; the second day and night alone. I rendezvoused with a beautiful wild turkey, soaked up stories from the staff of mystical happenings at the sites, watched spider monkeys play, meditated on my pineal (p-in-earl!) gland, lucid dreamed longer than ever before, danced on top of temples, was soaked to the bone with a rainstorm on the towering mama jaguar temple and gazed into the milky way for an entire night of Eternity.

Here is where I crown this catch up session with a sudden and loving good night. It´s late and the hostel is quieting down so I must go. As much love as I can muster is being poured into this note and into your being. I am so utterly grateful to exist and know how true this love can be. See you in dreamtime kiddos....