Reality Checkers

“For the King knows that in order to dominate other cultures, you must capture not only their crops and assets, but also their collective imagination, their shared memories.”

There Are Rivers in the Sky, Elif Shafak

We are now fully into portal season, with the thinning of the hole-y veil and its seemingly endless succession of endings and beginnings.  We follow the old calendar here, with the year ending at Samhain and the New Year beginning with the inward movement into the dark days of winter, to hibernate and dream our regeneration.

As I begin to write this post, it’s day 41 of my retreat with Tulku.  Our internet has been helpfully off during most of this time and I haven’t left the house or spoken to another soul, apart from Dean.  Tulku is beginning to return to himself and I’m just emerging from an altered state of sleep deprivation.  It hasn’t been fun, but it has been enlightening.

My inward focus and attention contained within our little reality bubble here, have brought insights that I would otherwise have missed.  First, it turns out that our reality bubble ’our world’ is in resonance with hundreds of others. What we discover about ourselves and how to live co-creatively with the Earth is being picked up instantly and non-locally by others, regardless of whether we have any connection with them or not.  Our little world might not be to your taste, but anyone who makes choices based on what and whom they resonate with, makes it easier for others to do likewise.  We are regenerating the new Earth out of many little reality bubbles that are balanced and harmonious within themselves.

That said, none of us are safe from the alien entities who destroy forests, rivers, mountains and entire communities with all their cultural history, in order to claim the resources they need to build their means to move onto the next world after they’ve completely trashed ours.  This story has been going on for a very long time and it hasn’t ended yet.  However, we are now gaining access to the memories of our capabilities from before the alien takeover, some 400,000 years ago or more.  These memories don’t come in the form of facts or personal past life stories, but as unexpected and better ways of responding to events in the moment that arrive encoded with whatever we need from the past  This new awareness is difficult to describe, as it’s so beyond our ordinary terms of reference, but we cannot re-create ourselves and our world(s) based on the conditions and expectations forced upon us by alien parasites.

Into the unknown we go…..

From my perspective, this new/old memory is accessed via the gut microbiome, the heart-field and the hippocampus.  One night during my retreat, Tulku was tethered to himself by only the finest thread and I was worried and knew I had to upswitch that energy.  I did the Wim Hof breathing for hours, until I was high enough for Snake Lady to appear, rattling and hissing, undulating.  Previously, I had known her as Medusa, the Earth Goddess who lost her mind because she was cut off from her children.  We hold the memory of the Earth.  We access memory and imagination via the hippocampus, which gets its name from the Greek ‘hippo’ meaning horse and ‘campus’ meaning sea monster.  This is said to be because it resembles a seahorse, but it also hints that our ancient memory has been overlaid with something monstrous.

Demons stalked the night.  Snake Lady showed me that Tulku had a demonic entity in his small intestine.  These entities exist whether you believe in them or not. All shamanic healers and many natural health practitioners know that entities underly chronic disease and parasitic infections, but they are, of course, ignored by mainstream medicine.  Most of the entities I’ve encountered are a pattern of unresolved ancestral trauma reaching up into our awareness until it can be released.  Many the feelings of fear, of being stuck and trapped are what these demons evoke in us and are not our own true feelings at all – it’s hard to tell because they have been with us for so long. There are other demons and egregores that are non-personal, but attach to individuals and places that are in resonance with the lower energies they need to feed on.

The demon attached to Tulku’s small intestine was from Tibet, very old and conjured up through black magic rituals that involve pain and fear.  This type of demon is quite rare, but powerful.  They were created to prevent those who have the most Light and innocence from following their path – they cause pain that prevents forward movement and keeps their hosts stuck.  They prey on children and are found in all religious pedophile sects.  Tulku had two weeks of nightmares before I found this demon and I had to hold him all night because he was afraid of being dragged away, a common nightmare that is actually a memory.  Some of what I learned from him during this period is posted here: K9s and Dragon Dogs.  After the dispatch of this demon he went into a dissociative state, from which he is now emerging.

In the past, the black magic demons were difficult to dispel. However, due to the increase in Light and self-awareness generated by the Earth, it is now easy.  All you have to do is see it  – you can say, out loud or in your head “I see you” if you like and the Earth will return it to the void.  There are many ways of ‘seeing’ these demons and there is no danger involved.  I don’t advise looking for them, but if you suspect that it might be present in some one you know, if you have that niggling feeling, it is because you can dispel it if you choose.  There is no obligation in this, only if you feel you want to. You can use a neutral pendulum, see with your inner vision or they might show up in dreams.  I have seen them as a kind of distortion or shadow around the individual and it felt like a heaviness or thickness in the air around them, that is unpleasant in texture.  Your body might also sense them as a cramping feeling, stiffness and constricted movement.  These demons tend to hang around the pelvic region and the lower digestive tract. They often underly bladder, hip and sexual problems.  They are more active at night, because less human awareness is present and the fear of the unknown and unknown fears, rush in to fill the space.

I thought we were done with the demons, but on the 39th night another showed up.  This one came through Dean, via his father’s ancestral line.  This demon activates in those who carry its mark when they drink alcohol.  Back in December 2020, just after we had the barn fire, I had a significant dream in which we were being stalked by a menacing Native American.  In the dream Mr Luigi (before he embodied as a cat) warned us that we needed to repair the generator in the RV before setting off on this journey.

I knew that Dean was ‘the generator’ and I’ve just real-eyesed that the menacing Native American was the spirit of his great-grandfather, present in Dean’s blood and memory field.  He was warning Dean about the alcohol demons.  His name was Orange-Lemon Brewer and we don’t know much about him, as all the records were destroyed in fires at the courthouse and the orphanage where his children were taken.  They were not allowed to speak their language (Blackfoot) and were bitter and angry all their lives, most likely alcoholics. The only things that survived the barn fire, because it took the greenhouse as well, were an orange and lemon tree.

Dean is not an alcoholic and only has the occasional beer or a glass of wine with dinner.  We had wine in the 39th night, as it was his birthday, and Dean spent the night fighting something in his sleep and I was awake all night, clearing Tulku, the water dome, the dragons and the other dogs.  I finally got it: “Repair the generator” was a literal instruction to re-pair Dean with the dragons.  Alcohol takes you out of resonance with the Earth energies.

The star in Medusa’s third eye in her severed head held by Perseus, in the constellation of Perseus, is named Algol. The name is Arabic, meaning ‘spirit’ or ‘demon’ and is linked to the word alcohol.  Alcohol has a relaxing effect on the pineal gland and it opens the biofield, making it easier for us to connect with others and also for the alcohol demons to find us.  Dionysus, a civilising god of the vine, pleasure and festivities has a strong presence here, in the vineyard that came with the property and embedded in the Spanish culture.  Dean’s school was Bacchus High – named for the Roman god of wine.  These gods and their stories act as markers for the alcohol demon, whose function is to interfere with the Earth’s ability to reconnect with us.  And you were fun for a while, but that party is over.

We discovered that ‘re-pairing the generator’ requires us to keep the ‘ankle gates’ open.  I touched upon this is an earlier post, The Strange Flows of the Dragon’ and have now confirmed that the ankle gates need to be open in order to maintain the connection with the Dragon Vortex.  (There is a link in the above post, to a demonstration of how to open the gates.) Most of the energy currents that create our reality move in spirals and those that are very strong create a vortex, but not all vortices are what I would call dragons.  Dragons are causal, they interact with us to shape our external reality. They are the reality checkers of our world.

I’ve no idea what the dragons are up to most of the time, but we’ve found that our Dragon is interacting with our gut microbes and my gut instinct (ha ha) is that they are involved in regeneration and possibly the creation of matter.  We found that when Dean’s ankle gates closed, the Dragon Vortex then the water dome would go down and sometimes the portal too.  Tulku would start whining immediately , confirmed with a counter-clockwise spin of the neutral pendulum.  At the same time, the earth element in the gut microbes would also go down and this often affected all of us.  When my ankle gates close, it only affects me with a kind of despair that will eventually reach Dean and cause his ankle gates to close, if I don’t correct it.  Fortunately, Nunki has taken on the responsibility of attacking our ankles if the gate close – he’s very diligent about it.  The things that close Dean’s ankle gates, that we know of, are driving, alcohol and too much screen time.

Studies in the role of gut microbiota in the regulation of the hippocampus show that beneficial changes in the gut microbiota, from a better diet, probiotics and prebiotics etc. have a positive effect on memory-based impairment and neurodegenerative diseases, such as Alzheimers.  From my perspective, there are other factors involved as well.  The same human generated electromagnetic interaction with the Earth that is found in ley lines, is active within our little worlds, whether we know it or not.

I’ve talked in the past about surges and purges and the Earth is actively surging and purging too, positively heaving and this is, of course, manipulated to make natural events as destructive as possible.  One thing I noticed was that, on September 27th, after Hurricane Helene, the crystal caves in Mexico, Peru and Spain started ringing and some of our personal crystals started emitting detrimental energies, which have now cleared.  I’m seeing this now as a crystalline purge, emanating from the quartz mines in North Carolina, as the Earth responds to these attacks on her body in many ways, dragons and portals among them.  The landscape of the Mother Board is shifting and we’re learning how to interact with her for resolution and regeneration.  The ways and means are going to be far beyond what we can anticipate from within our ordinary terms of reference.

In order for us to recover our ancient memory, some of the connections within our memory fields, our heart-fields, our gut microbiota and the hippocampus are being severed, so that new connections can be made.  This can be disconcerting, with forgotten words and a sense of physical displacement, but it’s just a phase.  I’ve misjudged door frames, bumped into things, dropped things and thrown water on the counter instead of down the sink.  My reality has shifted and my body is still playing catch-up.  I’m aware of the two halves of the hippocampus making new connections and new/old memories.  This is showing up in more telepathy and an improvement in all kinds of communication between Dean and I and us and the other creatures and an intermittent cascade of Goldilocks moments.

Throughout this retreat, I’ve been obsessed by portals, as they cause what is known as ‘thinning of the veil’.  There are many different kinds of portals and I’m looking at how we, the key people and the artists in resonance, interact with portals and dragons.  It is about charge and resonance and the Dragon Dogs do their best to keep us in the appropriate resonance for our little world. I’m constantly amazed at how sensitive they are.  There is a significant portal opening on 1 November, at 6am our time, New Year’s Day in the old calendar, when the dark moon and the Sun are conjunct Khambalia, the Alchemist’s Star, at the left foot of The Virgin, signifying the transformation of the Earth.  Khambalia functions like a key in a lock, and I’m wondering, what’s through that portal?

Are you ready to play reality checkers?

Happy New Year!

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