Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…Constellations…Voices from the Stars…

*SONG* Under The Sky by Heart

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yuC3TjLqyos

It’s different now…
No matter who, no matter where or how
Everyone knows it…Of course each will
Explain it a thousand different ways,
To each their own, everyone needs different
Answers…If you can accept that then you
Can move peacefully on…

The pulse, the drive, to feel alive, to feel free…
The pen and the paper becomes the
Dialing device…waiting for them. Then there
Is the Circle of Light, from the Mind
And the Mind’s Eyes…The Bridge to Them…

Brishan sits waiting, with a firm, serious
Expression…like no man I’ve ever seen,
That’s a good comparison…Perfect. Strong and
Chiseled…I’m jealous of his hair; wow.
He laughs at that, but remains serious.
“It’s time to talk some more.”

“I know.” I say.

Ceres looks quiet, calm but confused…still
Amazingly beautiful. There is no doubt in my
Mind if anyone saw them this way they
Would lose the power to think. This is no
Game, that becomes more and more clear.
“It’s changing you again.” She says.

“Maybe. I think so.”

“Start slowly,” Brishan says. “Tell me
Exactly what happened, including your feelings
As best you can…those are very important.”

“But you know all that already.” I told
Him, them. “I don’t even have to speak or
Write it…you know.”

“You have to realize these things are rare to us.”
Ceres said softly. They were really
Communicating carefully; that was clear.
“And when and if we do find these
Things…it’s always so different. It must
Be recorded carefully each time.”

“What do you want me to say?”

Brishan thought fast, but held the manner
And posture of a powerful commander
Without blinking. “Just tell me, us, everything.
If you write it down this way like you
Were told the meaning will become clear
Without so much noise confusion in your
Thoughts getting in the way.”

“I was stressed out a lot,” I told them,
“for various reasons…no one particular thing,
But like…a series of things compounded
Together.”

“Alright.” He said. “I see how that
Frustration works…”

“And then at night,” I said, “Especially
At night…when the sky was clear
And the stars and moon were clear
And bright…I could not stop
Thinking about constellations…star charts.”

“Oh?” Brishan asked.

“But the thing is I know nothing about
Those things…star charts, or constellations…
I mean.” I replied. “I couldn’t stop. I
Don’t know why.”

“Something triggered it.” He said calmly.

“I was furious one minute, then seeing
Stars. It’s funny to say that. But it’s
True.” I said.

“Just go with it.” Ceres kindly
Encouraged. “Just tell us what
Happened.”

“When I first started with the lines
And light paintings I was driven
To find the right combination and
Composition…There are no words to explain…
It simply had to be…And when I
Succeeded with one set, there were
Always words…from phrases or songs
That shouted out…like clues…

“Wait for the call…keep going, don’t
Stop…wait for the call…

“What does that mean?
So I’m sitting there fuming,
Boiling…my insides are screaming
Like I am going to explode.
The lines are moving, the light is moving
Inside my head. Nothing matters but
The mission. Ignore any distractions…
The fuel, the fire explodes…And all
I see are star charts, maps of
The stars, of the constellations. I
Have no idea why. And it keeps
Going faster and faster…moving,
Spinning lines and thoughts…Nothing
Can stop it, and any threat only
Makes it stronger…

“Wait for the call…
My mind and insides explode…
Then all at once…it was there
In the dream, I cried out…Enough,
Let me out…And then it happened…
The stars answered.

“The Brightest Star, then Orion…
Orion’s Belt…then on to Taurus.
The Pleiades…on to Pegasus…
So fast…there it was…The call.

“It started out as a dull sleep…like one
Of those nights where you fall asleep
Without thinking, without trying…
Like something else was taking over.
My mind was free yet working fast.
The anger from before turned into fuel…
Like a rocket going off…
The box must have opened I think…
The Stars, the Constellations…
Orion…Orion’s Belt…pointing the way.
To Taurus…the Pleiades…
Free Lightning shooting through Stars.
On to Pegasus. The Stars became…Alive.
They weren’t just bright lights in
The Dark Sky anymore…

“I can’t stop thinking about it everyday.
The Stars, the Constellations…
The Monuments of Earth, ancient
Monoliths…mysterious to modern man
Yet precise calculations built by Ancient
Hands guided by Higher Forces.
All things have meaning, have purpose…
Distract the Minds not meant to see,
And guide the Hearts led in their genes
For generations to Destroy.

“Coordinates, patterns…patterns in everything.
Circles…Bloodlines of families…
For thousands of years…by Blood Apart…
No doubts in the heart, some just know…
While others wish for it, and only complicate
Things unnecessarily. It’s in our genes,
A genetic memory…They possess the answer.
But why?

“The Circles…And the planet talks this
Way too…catching the echoes from
Dream time and even the songs of whales,
Through the sun, the moon, and even
Star light whispers…The planet
Talks through crop circles…riddled messages
For some to read…put the clues together
For the solution.

“Always waiting for the call.
The Crystal Skulls have waited for thousands
Of years…Proceed.

“Sacred Geometry, Mystic Lines woven
Together with perfect form to harness the
Pure power thought, memory and essence
Of crystals…The Planet’s nerve network,
And brain…to form a higher brain.
Find them…the Right Moment.
The Good Spirit…when the Right
Bloodlines connect the Sleeper awakens…
Then All Sleepers awaken, not just here
But across the Stars…everywhere.
Across the Stars, Across the Universe…

“Orion…Orion’s Belt…pointing the way
To Taurus, the Pleiades…Then on to
Pegasus…Lightning shooting through
The Stars…
It’s like Dialing a Telephone number
If you know the number,
At the Right Time…if, you know how…
Or even how to use the phone…the Planet…

The Spirit…Torn, Split, Confused, Raging…
And the Dial is Spinning, the Lines
Are Spinning…

“Then all of a sudden There I was standing
In the Stars…A dream? No it was more
Than that. Floating yet standing…
Turning around…The cosmic view was not
Frightening…It was simply a position,
A place and point in time…
And then there was a voice, “Hello?”

“So I turn to the sound…I see
Galaxies, by magnified view.
And suddenly the Silhouettes of
People start standing up in distant
Galaxies…And They start Talking!

“First, “Hello, are you there?”
“Here I am…over here…” It’s Mesmerizing.
Indescribable. There are others out there!
People in those Galaxies! And they have
Been waiting for this, lost, searching and
Waiting just like we have!”

“And what did they say?” Brishan
Asked, intensely intrigued. “Can you
Remember?”

“Yes, I remember.” I answered. “But
My mind is like…Locked. It’s hard
To explain. All I can see is those
Silhouettes of people standing in
Those Galaxies…It’s like then suddenly
I woke up and just knew, or heard…
Waiting…
Then the Silhouettes of people started
Calling out names…They Knew!
How could They know? But They did…

“Was this meant to be?
It sure felt like it was…
I know how it sounds, like that old
Saying…it’s written in the stars…
Maybe it really is…it really is.
I can’t stop thinking about it. That
Powerful connection…that sense of them
Waiting for it…of deep inside waiting
For it…I didn’t know then, but I did…
It’s like that long lost person you expect
To find in a distant land or country…
They’re not in California or Europe
Or someplace far away on Earth…
They’re far away on Another Planet!
Other Planets.
And they were calling out names to each
Other looking for one another…
“Hello are you there?” One would say…
“No, I’m over here…”
And the names!”

“Could you make out all the names?”
Brishan asked, very curious, as if he
Were taking notes.

“Some yes,” I told him, “But some were
Unlike any names I’ve heard before…
But they felt familiar…
They kept calling my name, but it wasn’t
The name I knew…it was the name
I knew inside…But other names
I recognized…They called my name
Excited…Then asked for Brianna, Christin,
James, Julie, Marta, Mary, Melanie,
Melania…and a whole list of names
In other languages I couldn’t spell or
Pronounce…They were intensely looking.
It felt amazing, like this huge bell
Was sounding in your soul.”

“Then what did they say?” Ceres asked.

“They asked…” I hesitated. “Where have
I been? Where I was…The more we
Talked the faster the talk became…
Like a lightning conversation…
Faster and faster…finishing each other’s
Thoughts and sentences…

“They said things would happen now,
That it was time now. Nothing could
Stop it…Then the voices overlapped
And everyone was speaking the same
Words at the same time…Thoughts in
Sync…as one…like sharing information…
They talked about the circles gathering
Here and there…Circles…Secret Circles…
And…something that didn’t make
Sense.”

“What was that?” Brishan asked.

“They talked about building a bridge,”
I told them, “A Bridge between galaxies
To bring the circles together. Then the
Conversation sped up like a download of
Information, really intense…things to know
Not to speak or share…just to know
Like for the right time…This was the
First connection…I think, to get
Started…It was so overwhelmingly
Strong, undeniable…They knew. But
When connected we knew more.”

“And then?” Brishan asked.

“I woke up,” I said, “Fast wide awake.
But the feeling was strong and clear.”

Brishan and Ceres just looked at each
Other curiously, eyebrows raised. They
Were clearly fascinated.

“What is it?”

“It’s just this has never happened before.”
Brishan said. “It’s been talked about…
Debated over for years…The chance,
The possibilities…but the factors to
Create it, to make it happen…let alone
The fuel to make such a connection
Without assistance…”

“So what does it mean?” I asked.

“Can you remember how many
There were?” He asked. “Or their
Locations…in some respect?”

“The constellations…Orion, Taurus, Pegasus.
That’s all I know…The strongest
Voices came from Taurus…The Pleiades
I think? And Pegasus…Many were
In Pegasus, in fact most were. There
Were some in Orion…but those seemed
The weakest and few…And most
Desperate and alone. Why?”

“If I am to make an approximated
Conclusion?” Brishan said carefully. “It
Would be that those in Orion are from
Fallen or occupied worlds…looking for
The most…help.”

“And the others?” I asked.

“There are a number of worlds there…
Like yours…in Pegasus.”

“This has something to do with that
Dream about the Great Hall, doesn’t it?”
I asked. “About what happened there?
The Paradigm of Nine Worlds? The people
That filled the hall from other Planets?”

“Yes.” He carefully offered.

“But I never spoke to any of those
Other people…They were in separate
Sections…we never spoke. I don’t
Remember dreaming about them.”

“That you are aware of.” He said again,
Very carefully. “Not every dream
You or anyone experiences is on direct
Or instant recall. Some are meant to
Be forgotten…until the right time. That
Is how the brain works…”

“If everything were remembered too fast
It would corrupt the mission.” Ceres said.

“And it would influence outsiders,” Brishan
Explained, “Or draw the wrong ones in.”

“What does that mean?”

“All were given key codes of information.”
Brishan went on. “Coordinates. Directives.
If they succeed, they move on…First
And foremost for each to fulfill their
Individual plan…Then connect with and
Assemble the others…and or any that
Might be compatible for the plan to
Work…”

“What plan?”

“To build the bridge to bring them together.”
He said firmly.

“Now? Why not sooner?”

“Too soon and it falls apart.” Brishan
Answered. “You know this. And there
Have to be enough ready at the same
Time. Things take time you know.
Learning and experience take time.”

“To do what exactly? To build this
Bridge to bring us together? How am
I supposed to do that? I’m no
Technician or engineer.”

“There are other ways to build things
Then with machinery.” Brishan laughed.
“The mind alone is power, has power.
Consider this…surely you have some
Theory or suggestion in your society
Of Alchemy? Of converting energy
Or matter?”

“Like turning lead to gold?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“But that’s chemistry,” I said, “like
Talk of magic and science…of
Turning lead to gold…that’s more
For fortune’s sake or wealth.”

“You’re thinking in limited terms.”
Brishan said. “Free your mind…
Lead to gold…is simple if you
Expand understanding…you draw
With a pencil…a scientist writes
Equations with a pencil…Well, if you
Take a simple pencil and draw
A masterful work of art…That’s
Worth a fortune…That is turning
Lead to gold. If a scientist writes
A brilliant equation that solves a
Mystery…or creates a priceless
Formula…That…is worth its weight
In gold…There you have your
Fortune…Then you have turned
Lead into gold. It’s far easier than
You think…yet impossible at the
Same time…unless it’s done by
The right person. Do you see now?
Not just anyone can do this…but
For the right one…”

“It becomes limitless.” Ceres said.

“Still,” I struggled to find the words…
“Why now? How? This is just not what
I thought.”

“I can’t explain what is in your head,”
Brishan said very calmly, his expression
Was calm, cool and rational. “If we
Understood everything about the light
And what was put there…Then we
Would not be here, would we? Some
Understand this…You don’t know why
You write…or how…The Little Old Asian
Man gave you the clue…write it down,
That is how it comes, that is how
You access it.”

“We assume it must work the same
Way with the artwork.” Ceres said, she
Too was very calm and comforting. “You
Don’t know why you draw or point
This way…You just do it. The
Information comes when it comes.”

“This is what we know.” Brishan said,
Leaning forward confidently. “We,
Have watched…The Watchers observe…
For ages…watch, wait, observe, listen,
Learn, do not interfere…so we can
Gain some understanding of how things
Work…In the hopes of grabbing
At chances…when they present
Themselves. The Dark Side throws
Countless distractions to confuse
People…to sway them from their
Path, from fulfilling their dreams…
Especially from pursuing the mysterious
Mission each is given in their own
Independent journey…This way they
Can keep their system going…

“But sometimes, though very rare…
Some break from their influence,
Break from the herd…and discover
Things. They could be very small things
Or very significant…In any case,
Life is always a difficult for them.”

“And then there are those,” Ceres said,
“Who are gifted with misinformation
To misguide people’s hopes…No doubt
Many sense that.”

“They play off weaknesses,” Brishan
Explained, “The desire to feel special…
To be granted gifts…A better life…
Every world has them…Those unhappy
With their life so they look to the stars
For help…Remember, it’s like I told
You…You will never find fulfillment
In the stars until you make peace where
You are, with your home…Honestly,
Consider the value here…who would
Or what would want to rescue
Anyone blindly that would abandon
Their home for the dreamy chance
To pursue a life in space? Someone
Who would take advantage of
Desperation, that’s who.”

“I get that.” I said. “But who are
These people, the ones who called
Out from other galaxies? They’re
Looking for something, someone
Specific…They know. It didn’t
Feel like they were giving up
On their homes…They were looking
For a connection.”

“It must have something to do
With bloodlines.” Ceres interrupted.
“The old ones. From the First home.”

“The ones that fled into space,” Brishan
Said, “After the conquering of that
Star system, the First one?” He asked
Her. “That was our home.”

“You’re that old?” I asked in shock.

“Refugees from that time, yes.” Ceres
Answered. “You have to remember
Where we found sanctuary…was in
A place outside of time, a world
Outside of time…Suspended in a
Quantum Singularity of Time…A Haven
If you will…”

“That is where the Watchers originate
From.” Brishan said.

“Okay,” I said. “But about the
Bloodlines?”

“There were twelve powerful bloodlines,”
Ceres explained, “And one royal
Bloodline…from the first home…13
Families…This pattern repeats itself
Over and over throughout space…There
Are descendants of these bloodlines
On every human world…All related
Down through the ages in some way
Even if they are light years apart
On other worlds in other galaxies.”

“I don’t know how anyone will be
Expected to listen to that.” I told them.

“It will strike a chord deep inside. Do
Not try to convert anyone. This is not
About creating some kind of religion
Or cult. It’s merely about sharing
Information and educating. That is all.”

“So you are saying we are connected
To those people?” I asked.

“Some are.” Brishan nodded. “Yes.”

“But they were not in that assembly
At the Great Hall.” I told them. “There
Are only 5 left from there…I don’t
Recognize any other names from
There.”

“Now the Great Hall was an entirely
Different project.” Brishan explained.
“That was about bringing these worlds
Together…in the hopes of uniting
Them, the lost descendants of the
Human worlds…To stand together
One day…to help us solve the problem
Of dealing with the Empire…while
At the same time reuniting all the
Lost Worlds together…”

“The 5 left are supposed to do
That?” I asked.

“In part, yes.” Brishan said. “I can
Not reveal the full plan of that
Mission…it is still unfolding and
Would affect anything and everything
You do…Right now we have to address
This…you making contact with
Those galaxies.”

“And the other names they called out
On Earth?” I asked.

“There are many circles,” Brishan
Explained… “Many experiments…
Subjects from different projects…We
Just chose selections from one particular
Plan…”

“This is a headache.” I told him. “What
Am I supposed to do with this? Build
A bridge?” I laughed.

“For now, you wait.” Brishan explained.
“You made the initial contact…at
The right time…The alignment during
The Leonids…it happens each year.
Trust me, it will happen again. They
Know you are out there now…And
Are no doubt eager to contact you
Again, as you are eager to connect
With them. It will happen again.
Give it time…Too much too fast isn’t
Good. Rest.”

“Trust that it will continue.” Ceres said.

“And for now?” I asked.

“For now,” Brishan said, “we continue
With what we are doing…And
Varence still has work to do…with
His companion…Rana is with him.”
He smiled. “Just rest for now…We
Will continue this more…later…”

Valiant

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31 comments on “Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…Constellations…Voices from the Stars…

  1. Mmmm…One thing I can certainly say…now I don’t feel so alone…and at the same time… I feel more alone than ever. What is it that they say about the White One??? She belongs to all of humanity and yet she belongs to no one.

  2. Dear Valiant,
    I have followed your posts since they started. I never knew why or how at first but that everything you have spoken of is completely true. I recently found out Im a walk in from the galaxy GN-Z11 as we know it. Star system Genome. Planet J’Taukma. 13th density. I am drawn to your story and the gathering. I resonate with this post deeply. I wait patiently watching for the moment that is now, waiting watching, assessing and knowing.. but not why? or how.. just that all is as expected – if you expect the unexpected. Thank you from the depths of my soul Bill, you are an activator – just your words alone do the trick. Im lucky to have read your work. Keep it up please! 🙂

    • Leonid…
      thank you for this!
      I am printing it out for him to read.
      He truly appreciates these types of comments….he knows there are others out there!
      Lida, his Mom

  3. So great to see your presence here, dear Leonid, R.C..Thanks to Valiant, Lida, too for this precious post, Robin’s persistent dedication to this garden, too, particularly in such a difficult transition moment. Dear Sister P, I cannot leave out my appreciation to you, for your resonance and thoughtful deeds, as always, just mean so much to me. Dear Ones, including the ones I may avoid to name specifically, I miss you all so badly….

    Being unable to say much for the moment, I would rather to charge all these which seem to synchronize with….Please take a listen to Magenta Pixie’s latest posts, and….


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    • Thank you Feilla2013, I will check out your links. Lovely to be welcomed finally – Ive been a silent “watcher” of these posts since beginning. But the rules have changed due to a revolution on “tell us” so Ive become more active and about myself – something said tell us.. (giggles)

  4. I was a bit shocked to hear the phrases about Orion, the Pleiades and Pegasus… For a very long time, maybe all my life, every time I look up into the sky, Orion is the first thing I see, just completely drawn to it, as if it’s so very familiar, and then I fallow it right to the Pleiades and so forth.

    Just last night I did this, made my communion with Orion, then looked to the Pleiades and in my mind the words “There you are,” played out yet again. I’ve heard of things about Pleiadians and such, yet that’s not why I’ve looked to these stars. I look without any intention to look, and have continuously found myself suddenly gazing at them. So much of what was shared in this post confirmed a great deal of my experiences and feelings. I never thought too deeply about these experiences or searched to know why I was attracted to these stars. I just acknowledged the familiarity and an importance in them, like a red string of fate tied between two.

    It’s the same kind of experience when I meet someone on Earth that’s a part of my soul family for the first time. When I see these people, I haven’t gone out of my way to befriend or get close to them. I just experience the familiar feeling and then patiently wait for the time when we’re brought together for some purpose. I’ve always been rather passive in this way, like there was a knowing faith that life would happen for me in a way without me having to go out of my way to make anything happen. I started to acknowledge this feeling as the sign that these people are those that would bring something significant into my life as well as me bringing something to theirs as well. That significant thing would draw us together on it’s own, in such magical ways. Coincidences… synchronicity.

    I’ve known deep down for a long time that this feeling I’ve had for the stars, these constellations, would bring forth a similar experience. We will reunite, share with and uplift each other. Of this, there’s no doubt in my heart. I’ve watched this kind of experience happen continuously all throughout my life, and have patiently looked forward to this grand reunion. I’ve longed for my brothers and sisters of the stars, but the faith in our reunion for a powerful purpose always gave me patience and peace. Whenever my life whipped me up into the chaos and struggles, it wouldn’t be long before I found myself under the stars already looking up without intention to do so. I’d see these constellations and be comforted, as if I wasn’t the only one going through these things, that there was family that understood the same struggles. Sometimes I’d even find myself looking up with the feeling to offer comfort as well… It makes me wonder about all the things I’ve done, that Grace has done through me, without my realizing it. Oh the divine play of subtle energies and emotion…

    I’m very thankful for this post, as it’s brought forth so many more of the puzzle pieces and connected so many dots. So many of my experiences have been enlightened with greater meaning and depth of understanding. Thank you again for being such an awesome avenue of Grace for all of us Valiant!

  5. Thank you so much Valiant! And Lida, dreamwalker and everyone that reads the posts and makes me feel a little less lonier.
    This post however connects so many dots and the expirience you reffer too is so similar to something that happened to me just the same way. I cant thank you enough for your words and all your work Valiant. I wish you all the best and thank you all for being here.

  6. This post reminds me of the night I was pulled into the galaxy above the colours the sounds then I stopped and before me was a very old wooden door the ring was heavy and the lock huge. I was afraid to open it then and walk though. I also am drawn to the stars orians belt and then to the cluster the 7 sisters and paladies this is where the red light flashes hello then disappears once more. I am always told I am from Lyra. Thank you Bill and Lida and thank you watchers I do not know why but I am drawn to Brishim and the lion Man as if they are familiar along with Vala I keep her on my phone and notebook.

  7. Reblogged this on No Love Lost in Translation. and commented:

    Connections begin to multiply, our story contained in the stars above, our history stored within nature the universal language of light now begins to flow and resonate within the soul thread that is within each one of us.

  8. An idea, a very gratitude towards that Divine Raven has been haunting me. HE has guided to make to find, to r………, to gather, making the almost impossible possible…even not only in this life-time? !!!

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    The this week, a very emotional one which is full of contradiction, I’m almost drawn in my own tear ocean, for purging the very residual trauma, regrets, grief, helpless, as well the very surprise and the syn that I was just shown on and on. When posting my last comment, there was some in my mind that I didn’t put into words, then immediately….

    I’m the oldest child in the same generation in my father’s clan, a very patriarchal clan. Though I’ve never regret being a girl, I seemed to not only naturally but also purposely behave strong with this clan, for protecting my family. In Asia, pity that relatives in my sense are rather the ones who can hurt you and your family more, owing to their critics that they think that have right to make, to affect. They compare the children all the times. I didn’t know that I should have a elder brother until around 10, pity that he had died soon after one month of his birth. Both my parents were in very grief of that loss, and for making up that loss of son, their 1st male child, my father once used to dress me in boy’s clothes, according to my mother, and then we all spoil my youngest brother. Either I knew this or not, I’ve just just somehow had a very strong even crazy attachment to the elder brothers…In CN, we distinguish both the ways to call elder and younger brothers. I used to envy so much girls who have elder brothers. It’s nice that after so many years suffering, all these unpleasant circumstances were just gone. I’m so comforted and lifted up for that thanks to more and more exchange that my parents do with these relatives (mainly their siblings) in these last years, all the knots seem just untied.That kind of gathering even becomes one important part in their life, though I’ve been somewhere that apart. This is really far beyond that I could have imagined 5 years ago.

    I’ve suffered quite much from the struggling between patriarchal and matriarchal patterns. It cannot be more contradictory and ironical that my father was born and grew up in such a patriarchal family and is used to behave under that very solid ideology, however, he has never been a hero at all to his own family. Owing to his concern to be regarded as a good man, he on the contrary would rather sacrifice his own family, and try hard avoiding offending others, even the ones who were not not gentile to his family. It’s always my regret that my father has never been the man who is capable to protect family, particularly my mom. It’s used to be my mother who is the bravest one for defending the family. This very gender imbalance results in her very dominant behavior which has affected each one of us so in this family. It takes me almost all my life-time so far to heal this very trauma caused by this very imbalance and insecurity. Now we are all aged, my parents and I, we finally learn better and better how to accept each of ourselves individually and mutually, other than expect the other one to be some specific way/pattern. This is such a tough lesson, even test that I even could never dare to imagine to be able to pass.

    This is a very moment that drain spirit so to talk. After making such a big geographical movement, I should become more clumsy in speaking, doing communication. I feel so lost for my ignorance, incompatibility with and I just cannot fit myself for/in. The solitude hence intensifies in contrast to what’s supposed to be. Further frustrated I’m as language should not be the unique key that I can take, when I cannot see clear the exact form of the key hole. What a synchronicity that this precious message is just given…Arcturian Group Message December 4, 2016 | Marilyn Raffaele @ Onenessofall.com
    via https://rainbowwaveoflight.wordpress.com/2016/12/04/arcturian-group-message-december-4-2016-marilyn-raffaele-onenessofall-com/

    Here, apology first to Suzanne for my wrong spelling of the name last time and my high appreciation for your heart-lifting sharing. As you just said…BRIshAN’s wisdom, elegance, VALA’s wit, guts can just make the very magic on and on and on, bracing …

    Thanks to tathastu7 for reminding me of what I once used to do mainly in 2013 and 2014, also thanks to the RAVEN. I used to watch the sky after getting out of the metro station, for chasing…the moving stars, yes, much more than staring at the constellations. Even the passerby could not help following me searching something into the sky. They asked me what are you looking at? I answered…stars, as they look so fascinating. I might be insane but just enjoyed so to believe that the stars were accompanying me all along the way home.

    Now the sky of where I’m is generally covered with multiple layers of very dense dust that I can barely see the sun, or moon, without saying stars. What an incredible miracle that the last days, the sky should be so clear that by the very New Moon, there is used to be seen a very big and bright star which looks so close that I can hardly believe that it’s rather in a very remote space???

    Quite frustrated that I’ve never not good at recognizing the the constellation, but Orion and Big Dipper. I in fact am quite shocked for this post, or even last time Robin’s comment as I was reading some related papers…

    Dear Terraseed, though I’m not that psychic and cannot know what’s going on to you, via your comment, I feel that we are as well so in sync…and I’m so honored to be able to, even not only so…I would rather to be with you, getting through in such synchronizing way.


    Oceanic Flight 815 (by Matt Payne Photography)
    source : drxgonfly.tumblr

    Dear Leonid, wow…your presence here just makes an OCEAN of stars, meteors, or….If we can hear more from you, I’m sure what you make would be much bigger than OCEAN.

  9. Another very striking syn worth indicating. About one week ago, I can no longer recall where, but saw the term, Hibiscus which looks so familiar, but I was not sure what’s the morphology is. I hence seek some help via dictionary. God…I should never know in CN, it has such names, even not only so this is the very flower that I’ve searched for making out something I’ve studied for years, no, even almost half of my life…. What surprised me more is that the sister should share that of the color that I’ve never known there is of this spices of flowers.
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hibiscus
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hibiscus_rosa-sinensis
    With regards to the related CN names, such as fusang 扶桑, they might have generated in the circumstances of the error when the name was written. Fussing is a very reputed and symbolic tree of SUN in the very East, where the Sun comes from.
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fusang

    source : http://www.fabiovisentin.com/photos/world/gallery.aspx?idG=13

    Both this color & myth just remind me of the very beautiful angel !!!

  10. Something significant…two days ago, right when writing the first part of this comment, this number seemed to be shown to me in some very remarkable way….It’s 223….

    ANGEL NUMBER 223

    Number 223 is made up of a blend of the attributes and energies of number 2 appearing twice, amplifying its influences, and the vibrations of number 3. Number 2 brings its vibrations of faith and trust, happiness, encouragement,
    receptivity, adaptability, diplomacy and co-operation, consideration, balance and harmony. Number 2 also relates to our Divine life purpose. Number 3 relates to optimism and enthusiasm, communication and self-expression, inspiration and creativity, expansion and growth, manifesting and manifestation. Number 3 also relates to the Ascended Masters who help you to focus upon the Divine spark within yourself and others, and assist with manifesting your desires. 

    Angel Number 223 is a message from your angels and the Ascended Masters that they are fully supporting and encouraging you on your life path. Stay positive and do not allow any negative energies or feelings hinder or obstruct you. Push through any negative emotions with the knowledge that you are on your Divine life path and all is going to Divine plan. A positive attitude will reap positive results.

    Angel Number 223 encourages you to have self-belief, faith and trust in yourself and the angelic and spiritual realm. Listen to your intuition and angelic guidance and have full faith in the messages and soul promptings you receive. Maintain faith in the processes of the Universe, and trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be at this time. Maintain a clear, strong connection with your angels and the Ascended Masters, and have faith and trust that your prayers will be answered and your wants and needs manifested and met.

    You can ease your own stress and that of others with humour and laughter. Learn to feel happiness and joy no matter what is happening around you.

    Number 223 relates to number 7 (2+2+3=7) and Angel Number 7.

    source : http://sacredscribesangelnumbers.blogspot.com/2011/07/angel-number-223.html

    source : rime_s.tumblr.com

  11. An interesting picture which caught my attention two days ago when starting writing this comment. However, that very stylistic script/font is inevitably difficult for me to read that text literally….Whatever it’s saying, I think it’s OK to post here, though it in fact looks …eccentric !!!

    source : gypsy-garden.tumblr.com

    • Though I’ve no idea at all about all these, but they seem related to each other.

      Princes Street Gardens Edinburgh 2008, Scotland,    Edinburgh Castle
      photography by cityhopper2
      credit : cityhopper2.tumblr.com

    • I will give you the translation so you can read it here Precious One. It says…

      “BEHOLD LONDON PRIDE ROBED AND CROWNED, USHERED IN BY THE GOLDEN ROD, WHILE A FLORAL CROWD PRESS AROUND, JUST TO WIN FROM HER CREST A NOD.”

      Beautiful pics as always dear Sister.

      Welcome to the new readers/commentators. Sorry for my long delay. Had to deal with my own inner darkness…clearing out now!

      Dave Jones…Where you been? Miss your comments here. TRULY. ❤

      I'll offer a quick insight before I go. I received one of those conference calls from the stars back in the Spring of 2012. I was standing in my kitchen and suddenly it was like my head was just full! So many minds inside of mine and all connected as one. I asked them, "Who are you?"…"THE UNIVERSE" was their only reply. I realized at that moment that ALL stars are sentient beings! It was like a stellar conference call. Amazing…just amazing. I had some dreams about a year ago of standing on Earth watching red beams travel back and forth in the belt of Orion Constellation and then fierce winds spawning tornadoes on the Earth below. Also a dream of having to transplant and then retransplant what appeared to be a very large Japanese Maple…those beautiful and bright red leaves they have…and crouching down with someone, a man, and talking to the roots of the tree. So interesting that the following week, VALIANT, you posted that video by Heart…the one about planting a tree. The synchronicities are so jaw dropping here among the group.

    • Look inside… the images inside…

      I see a man dreaming – above him is the stars. Below him to his right is one star… or a white bird… pegasus? Raven was once white… Perhaps an angel, too…

      The stars are also an ocean, and a large ship like the arc is both going through the ocean and through the ocean of stars at the same time.

      Also to his right is the structure of DNA… to his left the thunderbird, or phoenix. In the form of a constellation. With the 2 birds I’m reminded of Odin. – also one of the Dreamer’s eyes is covered. Is there a connection between odin and the “illuminati”? Both have the same symbol. “Hidden Hand” – the covered eye – misdirection and sleight of hand – not meant to dominate… but to entertain… to educate… A magic trick that really isn’t magic at all…

      There is an X at the top of the skull which could be a sword or an X. The hooked X of the templars? This was a rune they used. A gift?

      On the skull’s temple is the number 3, in red, which is this place -here, now – the red being the symbol of the oppressing force here. Above the 3 is a volcano. On an island? There are palm trees – it’s a tropical island. There’s an older pickup truck on the highway. They are driving but they don’t appear to be in any danger – the eruption from the volcano is a different kind. White light.

      There are 3 or 4 beamships in different locations – one on the moon – another over the horizon – another travelling through the universe… perhaps these are snapshots of the same craft at different times.

      They’re coming.

      Looks like we have some unlocking to do. 🙂

  12. Hi Valiant, thankyou for your information from Ceres Apollo, Brishan and Co. I have enjoyed the writings and it has enlightened me.
    I would like them to know, if they haven’t heard me that is, that I am so sad and horrified that the rules in the universe are as they are. I dont understand at all, the lack of help we get from the watchers, and other races of higher vibration
    . To me, Earth is like a toddler, who has been taken over by a mass of evil boys. So evil infact, that the toddler has no way of ever gaining control. Especially, when the toddler is ALSO mind controlled. I grew up having to believe in some kind of God. There’s God, (the father) and we, supposedly, are his children.
    When parents see their child in danger, the parents do everything in their power to help that child. That is natural is it not?
    Why then, must Earths people, (also children in the scheme of things) have to try and overcome such evil beings.. (ie reptilians, or whatever the evil source is), by themselves?? It is an impossible task by any means.
    I have never understood, why, in this (apparently) massive universe, with such advanced races and technology, that Earthlings are still in such a horrible situation. The things going on here are simply horrific and have been for 13 millennia.
    I have to say, that the Watchers and observers of this planet are nothing but sadists. And that is being kind.
    Sorry to say, but really? How can anyone out there in the universe watch what is going on here and NOT ACT?????

    To me that makes it such a sad and crewel universe, Id rather not be a part of.

    This is NOT having a go at Valiant, not at all. He is simply a messenger.

    I am addressing this to all of the beings he takes messages from.
    Where are you and why aren’t you all helping to rid this planet of the evil?

    Obviously in 13 millennia we haven’t been able to overcome them. And it continues. It is just ridiculous. Are we just a TV show for the rest of the universe’s enjoyment?
    We may as well be.

    Please feel free to send this message on to any galactic council who will listen, or to the almighty GOD if there is one.

    Thank you for taking the time to listen. and feel free to pop in and explain to me why we have to continue to suffer.

    Kind Regards,
    MARY
    from Queensland Australia

    • Hi Mary! I think we are all feeling similar things… like you I’ve expressed in the past my feeling of “dread” that I have to keep contributing to something that doesn’t really do anyone much good… except perhaps those at the “top”… in fact I may have just ranted at Feilla about this very thing… 😀 She is a gracious sounding board…

      I’m looking forward to the next Valiant post, but I’ll try to take a stab at this from “my” perspective.

      As I understand it, in the past there has been a need to provide an opportunity for extreme levels of “darkness” for souls to experience. It’s like going on a roller coaster ride. It makes us sick but we do it anyways!

      What we’re experiencing now is also a symptom of the limitation which we take on as a part of being human… and a part of that limitation is “diversity” – god created the template, and let diversity take care of the rest. As we begin to understand that we are (much) more than human, we begin to overcome our limitations… but also recognize what these really are. This is what we’re doing now.

      In fact we are UNlimited and immortal… but have temporarily convinced ourselves otherwise…

      As to the watchers – they HAVE done many things… the crystal skulls is a part of this. I think this is a pretty big sacrifice, in fact. It’s in a way a first step that we can prove that we are ready to graduate. Sorry but they can’t do this for us, in the same way someone couldn’t graduate from college for you. And “we” are all “here” as a part of that graduating class… unfortunately nobody’s told us when the exam is…. or even if there is one…

      Perhaps that’s part of the challenge? 😉

  13. Hello Mary,
    You ask good questions, based on good observations…
    I will print this out for Bill to read later.
    Now you will need to go back into history and find out ‘why’.
    Valiant will give some help with that…with his next post today!
    Some excellent points to consider there. Reflect on.
    Feel free to comment then…
    Lida

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