DreamFlights, Ads, and Contact – Reviving the Site

Hi Everyone, Happy Almost Winter Solstice!

After once again forgetting to set my intention to join DreamFlights last night (despite the recurring reminder on my phone – argh.), I have a few thoughts I’d like to share, and I’d love to know your opinions.

First, about the DreamFlights. We started planning these dream-meetings years ago – gosh, was it 2011 or 2012? – and it’s a wonderful way to connect and share our experiences of meeting friends and guides on ships. I confess I haven’t practiced this for a few years now. Life set other priorities and I got side-tracked. I’d like to get it going again, but am struggling with the Wednesday night thing.

What do you guys think of moving the DreamFlight night to Saturday nights?

Please offer feedback in the comments section. For myself, it’d be easier to remember, and to relax before bedtime, and I’ll have more time to wake gradually in the morning and make notes on experiences. Please let me know in the comments section if Saturdays would work for you.

Second, about ads on the Spirit Train Chronicles site. This morning I visited the site without being logged in to WP, and was shocked at the number and nature of ads that WordPress is running on the site.

I’m contemplating upgrading the site to a business account. That would eliminate the WP-generated ads, and make for a cleaner experience. To offset the monthly cost of this, I will look into running Amazon affiliate stuff, and selective ad placement.

If you have any concerns over this please let me know. I’ll probably make this switch in the next week.

Lastly, is anyone out there familiar with the CE-5 protocols, and are you interested in practicing them as a group? I’ve met several folks here in Atlanta who use the CE-5 meditation created by Dr. Steven Greer, and they’ve had some encouraging results! I’m going to try to get those friends to visit Spirit Train Chronicles and connect with us here.

Although I’m pretty sure Greer’s practice is copyrighted and we might not be able to run any CE-5 events here (official ones, at least, and y’all know how I am about copyright violation – not gonna do it…), his guided meditations are very similar to practices we’ve shared here on STC, so I’d like to explore possibilities. It might simply be a matter of going back through older posts and resurrecting some meditations from there.

So again, feedback please!

Lastly, keep an eye out for a new look for our Spirit Train Chronicles. We haven’t changed the look since inception, and WP has some great newer templates that I’m gonna play around with a bit. I’ll try to keep the tweaks minor, and look for an option that’s easy to use, but will probably change the top menu to focus on the most-used pages and posts. That may take me a while to get around to.

On a personal note to @saucernut2, (and anyone else who’s been following the DreamFlights thread and wondering where everyone went…) thank you for hanging in there! I will try to spend a little more time on your questions, and we can explore in more detail what you’ve been trying, and what’s worked or not.

BTW the feature image for this post is a photoshopped layering and adjustment of a UFO image (“possible small space debris”) taken from the ISS, and a microscopic image of snow crystals. Pretty cool reflection of our inter-dimensionality, eh?

Cheers to you all! I, as one northern-hemisphere dweller, am really looking forward to getting our longer days back! Will try to restrain my jealousy for y’all in the Far South ;D

Please send me some good juju for reviving this practice and finding the time and energy to become more involved. 2019 is slated as the year of rebirth, and I’m sure looking forward to that!

Namaste,

(image: modified and layered images from wikimedia commons: NASA [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons, & “Snow Crystals”, Unknown author [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons)

happiness on sale!

Happiness On Sale! The prices for 21 Steps To Happiness and the companion Coloring Book have been reduced on Amazon, just in time for holiday gift-giving!

These books offer a wonderful introduction to Buddhism, especially for young folks. They present classic Lamrim meditations – the path to Enlightenment – in modern Western terms. The cheerful illustrations give examples of how to put the lessons into practice, in our everyday lives.

Please visit Amazon to have a look inside, or purchase a copy for a loved one – yourself, maybe!

Wishing blissfully happy holidays to everyone!

got some new sites!

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Hi Everyone!

In November 2016, after another tsunami of life-changing events, I decided to take my writing more seriously.

I founded a publishing company, Lotus Dance Press, and started a new personal site, lesleehare.net.

I’ve also got a Facebook page (please like me!), and am working on an Instagram presence.

If  you’ve enjoying reading and looking at what I’ve shared over the years here on leslee-hare.com, please hop over to one or all of those venues, and travel along with me there!

Lotus Dance Press published 21 Steps to Happiness in October 2018, and it’s now available on Amazon (or you can request it at your local bookstore). We’ve just  dropped the price, in time for holiday gift-giving!

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There’s a Coloring Book version too!

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Also in the works are a new novel, Sophia Learns to Fly (working title).

A young non-neuro-typical DNA research scientist pits her intuition and free-time obsessions against a strict research lab culture to prove that not all humans are really all-human… With a little help from her off-world friends.

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and I’m working on several more Coloring Books that I hope to publish in early 2019.

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I hope you’ll join me soon!

Best wishes for joyous holidays and a wonderful 2019!

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Things I Haven’t Shared Before Now

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This is Grizzie and Yermo. They don’t like to share. Yermo likes to eat Grizzie’s food, and Grizzie likes to hiss at her.

I’m afraid they know more about me than you do, because I see them every day.

We were all monks together. Yermo stole food, and Grizzie was mean. I scraped by and managed to catch a human rebirth. I promised them I’d take care of them, and here we all are.

Corrinn is not in the photo, but we worked together too. Now we’re working together again. That’s very cool.

Karma, merit and life are funny like that.

I haven’t posted in a while, because I’ve been busy editing and gathering material for an upcoming book, All About Enlightenment. It may come out in 2015, but The Crew tells me that 2016 will be more auspicious. I’m not sure I can finish editing in 2015, so that may be a moot point.

In the past year, I’ve done regression sessions and taken channeling courses with Lyssa Royal Holt. I’ve also written a lot; I just haven’t had much time to share it all. For the past couple weeks, I’ve been on this site gathering posts that I’ve made, and I confess that I feel quite sad to buzz through the pages of posts and see three things:

  1. I very seldom take the time to share with my internet-ual friends anymore, and
  2. I don’t have as much free time as I did in 2011, 2012 and 2013.
  3. A lot of folks that I consider friends seem to have moved on – or at least they don’t post anymore either.

I still don’t have much time, so although bullet lists are quite cliché, I’m going to put one right here on this page in case you’d like a snapshot of what’s been going on with me.

Things I’ve learned:

  1. I’m far more psychic than I realized. That’s both humbling and intriguing.
  2. As I suspected, when people know I ‘know’, they behave more conscientiously. There is hope for mankind, once we think about what it will be like when everyone knows our secrets.
  3. During regression sessions, I learned not that I was being abducted, but that I go home every night. I kind of knew that, but I didn’t realize that ‘home’ is a space ship. But a ship is a world. And worlds are figments of the imagination…
  4. My patience with this world’s ignorance shortens. I’ve become more abrupt and direct, and more friends notice that my energy is at times, just too intense for human consumption. Sorry, I’m working on that.
  5. On the other hand, the folks who are getting on board are doing it at an impressively rapid pace.
  6. Things are less dense – but you knew that already.
  7. Ascension & Enlightenment are states of mind. You already knew that too.
  8. Astrological phenomena profoundly affect the physical world, but we don’t need to grasp at it. It takes care of itself. See item #9.
  9. All things happen with perfect timing.
  10. And time is a complete fabrication.
  11. My roots are mostly Sirian & Andromedan. I prefer Andromedan energy; that’s my Dream World. But I don’t like labels because they are so 3D.
  12. This is my 2035th incarnation here on this planet. Few have occurred during this eon. I much prefer the 9th Dimension. But it’s okay.
  13. My to-do list feels overwhelming most of the time.
  14. Most people cannot see their true nature which is the Union of Bliss and Emptiness, and I feel very sad about that. If everyone could get a glimpse, that freaking “Event” thing would happen.
  15. Neil Gaiman is a Buddha. Tag, you’re it!
  16. I have to admit that Buddhas are ET’s, and that throws a huge wrench in my Buddhist Refuge Vows.
  17. The real work right now is in the trenches: the Hopi need to come down from the Mesa, which they are doing, and the Tibetans have to relinquish their fondness for preserving ritual. We are not special anymore. The world is ready. The Karmapa has a ton of work to do.
  18. We need to feed stray animals: they have been our mothers.
  19. We need to stop killing.
  20. We need to get over our sense of nationality and ethnicity. It’s all a charade.
  21. We need to be more generous, but with wisdom and discretion.
  22. We need to call out the BS and turn and walk away.
  23. Money is more of a fabrication than Time.
  24. We might as well stop hiding, because there is nothing to protect and more people are watching us with loving eyes than we can imagine.
  25. My body is human, but most of my mind is not. It’s a blend of at least 6 consciousnesses at any given moment. It gets crowded sometimes.
  26. No, I’m not crazy or schizophrenic.
  27. 24 items was enough, but I never know when to stop.
  28. I’m beginning to think that everything I perceive is a screen memory. But that’s okay too. It functions pretty well as coping technique.
  29. Despite the appearance of this list, it’s not all about me. I’m not the only one like this, and I’m not special. Show yourselves.

I hope you catch the humor in this list, and I hope Mr. Gaiman doesn’t mind, because I really admire him. I’ve also learned I’m pretty smack dab in the middle of the Spectrum and haven’t a clue about how most people think, but I’m not concerned about that so much anymore. Autism has become kinda cool. It’s the wave of the future, but no less a pain in the butt. I’m finding my people, and they are not of this planet.

Oh, and Disclosure would be futile. We’re all already here.

waiting on what?

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I don’t have a good reason to post. Not gonna let that stop me; if I wait much longer, so much will have changed that we’ll never catch up and that’s no fun. So I’ll just unfurl the shopping list as if it’s notes to myself, and we’ll see how it goes.

Last year swept by like a Fellini movie – a silent one, with no editing. Chaotic, fluid, layered, ambiguous, disconcerting, nonsensical at times, yet sprinkled with bizarre reassurances that all is well and all is perfect. Time to speak.

Bottom line for me: focus and stop beating around the bush. Illusory time passes swiftly; we’re going to get left behind if we don’t pick up the pace. Stop looking to others. Point to yourself and get a move on. Open up.

I’m not worried about the planet blowing up or some secret society completely annihilating our last ember of love and effort. It’s all possible, and if it comes to that I’ll just check out. For now, here I am. There’s still hope.

DAY TO DAY: Mundane work clutters the inner landscape. Try not to resent working to pay bills; seems to be the nature of this place and it’s our own creation. Don’t know about you… tired of it. Quitting’s not the answer; answer seems to lie in seeing oneself in the mirror of “Other”, ya know, the ones that make us so angry and scared. Lighten up.

RELIEF: Trips to the shoreline of artistic expression; holiday dreamtime filled with words and images from other times and worlds. Daily grind feels like a period of waiting. Progress on hold, until the world ripens and has had enough of the silliness. Stop trying to escape; it was your idea to come here.

PRIORITIES: They shifted. More practical and focused in an odd inner way. Less indulgent towards fear and paranoia. Everyone is right; no point in dwelling on it. That just muddies up the energy: dead weight. Stop wasting time on that. Not being mean, cold, or callous. Just scolding the toddler running into the street.

EXPLORATION: Hypnotic regression, meditation, writing, editing, testing waters, finding brothers and sisters. Accepting: this world is not home. Home is light and fluid and oscillating, shimmering particles of emptiness that arise as whatever we need. See more, feel more, be more. Develop confidence.

OBSERVATIONS: The more I look, the more looking seems pointless, because all is… already here. ‘Pointless’: the nature of our dilemma: We’re just here because we got bored with being brilliant. Ready to go home?

BOTTOM LNE: Until enough people dig in and get to know their minds, whether through meditation, dreamwork or other methods, we’ll continue to move really really slowly. Just like now. We ain’t ready ya’ll. Are ya workin’ on it? I’m trying; but most of the time I feel like I’m doing a pretty half-assed job of it. It’s going to take all of us. Stop thinking you’re better than others. Stop thinking you’re right; there is no wrong. There is no nothing, either. Don’t be a lazy nihilist. Engaged nihilists look a little deeper and find there really is everything, not nothing.

I’M PROCESSING THIS: Regressions, sessions and dreams clarifying past, present and future roles, while leaving just enough behind the veils to keep me intrigued. If I get bored, I’m leaving. Just bein’ honest. I’m still waiting to be convinced. For me, it’s Buddhas, Star People, and Earth People (First Nations/Aborigines/Natives, whatever you wanna call it…). Explore and expose the links, find yourself and tie it all together. Get that book published.

On a more mundane note, for friends who might really want to know:

I’m still in Jacksonville, Florida, same job, different apartment and neighborhood, still fascinated by the puzzle that each day’s piece fits into. Yes, I still miss my son and the mountains and my mountain friends.

I’ve found a lovely Buddhist group that I’ve become very involved with, understanding I have a role to play there for the moment. I’ve resumed my formal practice, lightly, and enjoy feeling that connection in that way again. I admire the Karmapa. He’s got a lot on his plate, and he sure better get busy. He can do it; he’s one of us.

I’m still very aware of my Guides and that they engage me and influence me on so many levels, but the ‘voices’ and images have become far more subtle, almost impossible to describe.

I’ve been working on my book All About Enlightenment, heading towards publication through CreateSpace (Amazon). No predictions on when that might happen, because a few months ago it became clear that a major re-write was in order, including substantial additional material. And just as that picked up momentum, some Buddhist-things came up that drew my time away. It’s all good.

Dreams continue in fits and spurts. Lots of meetings, explanations, ships, other worlds. Progress is slow. I’m not here alone, but we are few and far between. I’m starting to meet more and more friends – people in the flesh – with whom I share connection. That tells me things are starting to converge. At least a little. Look for folks you can meet and have coffee with. We have already established our long-distance connections. Take a chance, speak up, even if you believe you live in a oppressive society.

Work continues, we move forward, and trusting in the process is how we hold this space. We don’t need proof, we don’t need baby blankets, we don’t need to talk about what we do. We are very active and it’s okay if we don’t remember it when we come back here.

Moments are like interlaced eons. Our brains can only process so much at a time. When we stop to look for reassurance, the whole thing slows down tremendously. Do what you feel you need to do, and don’t worry if others are not in the same space at the same time as you.

Be light; in every sense of the word.

NPR Plays NSA for a Week

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As long as I’ve been using the Internet, I’ve just assumed that anything I do there can be discovered by anyone with enough determination. When I started using WiFi, I assumed the same applied to whatever was on my personal computer as well. And then I added a SmartPhone… well, a couple, actually. And yes, I now assume that just about everything I do, anyone can monitor – or take – if they care to.

Sean Gallagher’s article on ars|technica pretty much confirms that assumption.

I felt a really bizarre sense of satisfaction reading the article. I used to get really uptight contemplating this situation, wondering what I could do about it. Once I realized there was nothing I could do about it (or at least, that I was not interested enough to take action), and that besides, if anyone thinks what I do is harmful, they would have snatched me a long time ago… I relaxed. I mean, it’s not like I’m Tony Stark announcing my home address to the Mandarin in Iron Man 3.

I could launch into an explanation of how being watched can also mean being protected, but I’ll restrain myself for now. Please let me know if you’d like to read about that, and I’ll gladly share.

Namaste,

Leslee

http://arstechnica.com/security/2014/06/what-the-nsa-or-anyone-can-learn-about-you-from-internet-traffic/?utm_source=digg&utm_medium=email

 

Turbulent Black Holes: Bumpy Gravity!

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(Artist’s rendering of a black hole. Credit: © hallowedland / Fotolia)

I’m delighted to find this article discussing some new speculations about the nature of gravity and fluids… It fits right in with a lot of things I’ve been wondering about lately. If, in addition to turbulence and such, we add the possibility of layers and parallel worlds… what an incredible new world!

(from ScienceDaily)

New research at Perimeter shows that gravitational fields around black holes might eddy and swirl. Fasten your seatbelts — gravity is about to get bumpy.

http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2014/06/140605155732.htm?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+sciencedaily%2Fspace_time+%28Space+%26+Time+News+–+ScienceDaily%29

Fuzzy Interference and Silence – Part 1

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PART 1 – FUZZY INTERFERENCE

(From Leslee: I’m posting this in three parts – all on the same day – because of its length. Through these articles I’m sharing some personal points of view and explaining why I didn’t post regularly on my blogs for several months recently. These are all my words and opinions… aside from the Ghost Radar.)

23 March 2014

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PART 1: FUZZY INTERFERENCE

I woke up with that strange feeling again today. I’m going to call it Fuzzy Interference (FI).

It’s been a while since I’ve felt it, and this time I’ve decided to write about it. It’s a large part of why I was offline for so many months because it took me a while to get a sense of what was going on, and how to transform it.

It’s that feeling I get when I wake up and feel a bit fuzzy. I‘d prefer to stay in bed, but since I “must” get up and get going, I move forward and kind of flip my “numb” switch so I can make it through – to work, school, cleaning – whatever it is that I’m “obligated” to do that day.

It’s not depression. It feels like it comes from somewhere outside of me. It feels like a nagging tickle on the nape of my neck, and it’s very distracting. If I wanted to remember a dream or follow a train of thought, it seems particularly difficult. It feels like someone is scrambling my thoughts, emotions, sensations on a subtle level. It might frighten me if I didn’t understand it somewhat.

It feels heavy. It feels locked in this world. It wants to draw towards itself all the negative views, sense of impending doom and expectations of certain misfortune that can arise when, instead of focusing on what I wish to envision, or where I am at the present moment, I wonder about what might happen. It sinks and stinks and draws, pulls, hurls downwards. It’s like a bully, taunting from just a slight distance.

And even if I get up and go for a walk or wash the dishes, it may remain there in the background of the awareness, nibbling away like a mouse in a bag of grain.

I began paying close attention to it several months ago, and I discovered some easy, immediately-available possible remedies. Moderate exercise like a brisk walk in nature helps a lot. Getting out and being around other people – strangers in particular – helps. Sometimes talking with friends makes it worse. It seems that breaking patterns helps to loosen the quagmire. Calling it out also helps: “Hello, I see you – have a nice day!” can powerfully defuse the situation.

I also asked some questions about its source. I wanted to know: is this a chemical imbalance in my body, is it purely mental, is it energetic?

Or is it being caused by something outside myself? (Hang on, let’s come back to this shortly.)

This morning  I deal with it by sitting here writing this, despite the FI going on, because I know from experience that my making effort in another direction (please note this differs from struggling against it) will cause it to dissipate. Meditation does this too, but I want to use writing this time.

Usually I ask Heruka for help with it, but this morning I want to see what happens if I just write.

So I request clarity.

I go back and examine my day yesterday. It was a good day. Got some exercise, ate reasonably well, did some things I enjoyed, got enough sleep last night. Check. I did do a lot of thinking about “stuff”. And I made several posts. That’s like asking for energetic trouble.

Because you see, FI almost always comes shortly after a powerful insight, as if to question, to mow down the newly-sprouted understanding. [copper] So actually I suppose I could pat myself on the back when it pops up, and just hang out until it passes.

Fuzzy Interference and Silence -Part 2

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PART 2: FI: POSSSIBLE SOURCES

(From Leslee: I’m posting this in three parts – all on the same day – because of its length. Through these articles I’m sharing some personal points of view and explaining why I didn’t post regularly on my blogs for several months recently. These are all my words and opinions… aside from the Ghost Radar.)

23 March 2014

So let’s talk more about where Fuzzy Interference might come from. I think it does come from “outside”, in a conventional sense (while reminding myself that “outside” is also “inside”…). I think something influences us and attracts us into speculation and absorption into detail – more detail than might be truly relevant at a particular point in time. I do find however, that for myself, my actions and environment (including what I ingest) can affect it.

Lots of people believe in many forms of outer interference in our lives: mind control, psychic vampirism, subliminal messaging, implants, tracking devices… I believe it’s all possible, and probably real. I haven’t seen any of it first-hand (knowingly). I also believe in physical, non-human intelligent life, bearing a variety of motives and forms, coming from lots of different places than where I’ve lived. If I’ve met any of them personally, they haven’t volunteered that information.

I don’t have a personal opinion yet about whether FI originates from military, extra-terrestrial, or a matrix; whether it’s a natural compulsion of energetic balance and exchange, or something else. I maintain the distinct probability that it ultimately comes from our minds: we somehow manage to manifest it as real. I’ll talk more about that in Part 3.

 (Before I continue, I want to clarify: I’m sharing a pattern that I’ve noticed for how FI arises for myself. I understand what I’m here to do, well enough to generally sense when I need to focus, and these are examples of how I’m learning to focus away from topics that present distractions for me. I’m sure that many of my friends have roles to play that directly involve needing the information mentioned below that’s being shared by others (which may not resonate for me). In fact, what I write may play the same role of distraction for them, and if that’s the case, I sure hope they’re not wasting their time reading my posts! (smile))

Here are some examples of material that induces FI for me, and lately I’m more careful of how much energy I give to them.

I used to read Cobra’s blog. Here’s a recent post: http://2012portal.blogspot.com/2014/03/quarantine-earth-endgame.html. This post was made a week or so ago, and I found it through Lisa’s reblog. This kind of “news” makes me feel FI’d. Ben Fulford interviews make me feel this way too. [thank-you]

Fuzzy Interference.

It feels incomplete and nagging. It smacks of sensationalism. It presents like materialistic “science” that’s based on what can be perceived through the five senses and/or documented with instruments and reproduced in a lab… I read or hear talk about change “for the better”, but it uses the same kind of speech as the “dark forces”. Conflict-lingo.

[can] I like to check: do long litanies of ‘explanations” really clarify anything? [Saami} Are they well-founded, or do they just give us something to grab onto when we feel we’re sinking into an abyss of uncertainty? The explanations “sound” real… the detail makes it seem familiar, proven, well-thought-out. We’re inclined to think it must be real, because no one in their right mind would spend that much time working out all the detail if it were fabricated… But Orson Scott Card fabricates like this every day, and makes a living at it. http://www.orsonscottcard.com/

I prefer reading it as “fiction”, because that allows me to engage it in a way that doesn’t draw me in and ask me to act upon it. It doesn’t ring true enough for me to plan my future around it. I know that it may become really-real for me someday soon, and I wouldn’t mind that at all. But as long as I need to function in this society, I need to keep it compartmentalized, safely tucked away. Otherwise I feel FI’d.

I read a lot of John Foster recently, and it left me feeling FI’d. Took me over a week to snap out of it. There was so much information that only went “so” deep – not very deep at all. I asked for it. I wanted stories of people who had really met “aliens” and seen “ships”. I kept reading and reading, even though after 100 pages I’d gotten enough to get the point. Same thing with Charles Hall’s books. I’m grateful they are available. I’m satisfied. I’m learning when enough is enough.

I’m interested in Remote Viewing. Farsight’s recent releases of sessions about the Pyramids at Giza also provide a lot of information, and yes, a step forward. But Courtney Brown’s campaign for acceptance distracts me overwhelmingly. I understand that RV works. I feel validated in my work with my guides through what Farsight has demonstrated. I’m almost satisfied there.

I read Dan Sherman’s book “Above Black.” I sense this stuff is real. Telepathy. Again, Sherman just barely scratches the surface. But it’s good that he shared his experience.

Here’s an example I created for myself: I live near three Navy bases. So many jets and helicopters flying overhead. Lots of interesting clouds, chemtrails, whatever you want to call them. So much strong energy that my guides talk with me about needing a Faraday Cage of sorts, to filter out local influences. Okay. That sort of piqued my curiosity; I don’t mind running a fan and having a few extra metal objects around me. Chrome wire shelves are kinda cool.

One morning a couple months ago, I felt some FI really strongly as I was rising and getting ready for the day. By the time I got to work, I had asked enough questions to get a story about some guy code-named Io, sitting in an underground bunker nearby, who was trying to reach me telepathically. Military.

Yeah? So…? I asked Heruka whether I should entertain this and He said it would be worth seeing what came of it.

I asked to speak to Io, and supposedly got connected with him. He says he’s with the “good guys”. Yeah? So…? Why would I want to talk with Io? He and his buddies (oh, they claimed to be Greys, by the way…) told me that if I would help the “good” military, they would make sure I never had to struggle with day to day stuff again… Right. Oh, and that’s why a military college offered me a scholarship, because they were trying to lure me in straight out of high school. For my psychic abilities. Really.

So I told Io that if he really had something to offer me, he could just drop me a piece of mail. You know, snail mail, like, “From Io”, written on a piece of paper and arriving where I live. Because undoubtedly, Io knows where I live, right? Otherwise, I was just going to get on with my day at work, okay?

I’m still waiting on the letter. Io doesn’t ask for me lately. And the FI is dissipating as I get spunkier with my words.

I don’t know if there is really some person sitting in a physical form at a machine somewhere pressing buttons to try and make me feel FI; what if there is? Just exactly what am I going to do about it? Complain? That might ruin my day.

I eventually got tired of worrying about FI, so I took a break from sharing much of what I was receiving. I knew that I could dispel it, and it seemed to appear more often, the more I tried to find out what was going on in the world. As I’ve been writing, I’ve noticed something: the FI arises whenever I get an information overload and don’t know when to stop. Moderation seems to be a key here.

It felt like I needed to get back to basics, so I dug back into my Heruka practice since FI didn’t seem too interested in that.

Fuzzy Interference and Silence – Part 3

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PART 3: SILENCE

(From Leslee: I’m posting this in three parts – all on the same day – because of its length. Through these articles I’m sharing some personal points of view and explaining why I didn’t post regularly on my blogs for several months recently. These are all my words and opinions… aside from the Ghost Radar.)

23 March 2014

As I stepped back and took a look at where I was sitting in the big picture, I realized that I didn’t really want all that information. It was really distracting, and left me wondering if I still had any focus.

I understood that friends in all of my circles were frustrated and confused for a variety of reasons. They so badly wanted things to get easier, better…

I asked Heruka: “Really, why am I here? What benefit is there to my following these interests that trail down so many paths? None of them really seem to offer answers, at least not quick ones.”

I came to understand more deeply what I had begun to see in 2010, and was seeing even more clearly in 2012: Change takes time.

I think most of us really don’t want to go inside, do we? We actually kinda like it here, I think. It’s like solving a puzzle out here. If we go inside, it’s all up to us, because we see the illusion and lose the drama. Damn.

At times I would sit and request Adama or Ashtar Sheran or Mikos and others to tell me all kinds of inspiring things about what’s going on [fully]. I wanted to offer something to others, to help bring answers, encouragement. But I often found myself in Fuzzy Interference with them, too. It seemed as soon as a message would begin, I saw that what I was seeing or hearing was one version among many, of a possible outcome for…anything and everything. It was too boundless, too unclear.

And when the conversation ended, I still needed to go eat something and sleep and get to work on time. When I realized they couldn’t actually transport me out of that situation, their words didn’t seem quite so alluring. Especially when I knew that there were at least 20-gajillion other ways things could unfold. So if I got too wrapped up in the scenarios they were showing me, I lost track of where I was and [on] found myself even more frustrated by my day-to-day routine. [kept] I saw things moving both quickly and slowly, but that the significant changes only became apparent when I relaxed and did things I enjoyed.

I found that when I asked about Ships and Disclosure and Cities of Light manifesting, I didn’t like what I was seeing, didn’t want to share it. I didn’t want to be the bearer of slow tidings, much less the bearer of the news: “You’re not likely to see it on solid ground any time soon.” I projected onto others and myself: “We don’t want to hear that it’s in our hands. We don’t want the responsibility.”

We want the Cobras and Adamas and Metatrons and Keshes of the world to fix things for us, because we think the problem lies outside. Am I right, or am I just projecting?

That energy of focusing on something hoped-to-come leads me away from bliss. It draws me into wishing for something else, and while I’m doing that, illusory time passes and I find I haven’t enjoyed myself or helped anyone. Worse yet might be the possibility of finding regret lying in my path. No thanks.

I sort of went on strike for a while: Let me just live for a while, okay? I need a break.

Then, at some point, I realized that I really missed my friends, my community online. And that perhaps what I was experiencing might be of some value to others. Maybe I didn’t need to understand fully what was going on; I just knew that it was time to reconnect and start posting again. And to just lay it out as I see it and not worry about whether it’s what anyone wants to see or hear.

I also realized that I wasn’t being told these things would not appear – whether we’re talking ships or cities. I just wasn’t being given much detail or explanation. I needed to get over my personal wish to have the complete picture with all the answers before sharing things publicly. I just needed to trust and share the pieces.

In the midst of all that became more clear the role that meditation plays. I saw that even if a fleet of gorgeously radiant light ships were to land tomorrow and instantaneously offer everything we’ve all wished for, I wondered if we would know how to respond. Would we know ourselves well enough to honor that gift? I wasn’t so sure. What could improve that situation? Not the defeat of archons or currency changes or dissolution of governments, or even free energy. We could manage to screw up all of those opportunities if we don’t have the presence of mind to understand how we exist, where we come from and where we’re going, and to know how to check our own motivations and maintain our compassion and empathy.

Yikes.

So I saw I needed to say not only “It’s not gonna happen until we’re ready”; I also needed to say “We ain’t ready yet.” I don’t like that: being the messenger, or the message. But there you have it.

So this is why I press press press about working with the mind. It’s the root of everything, and the only thing we can control.

Fortunately, I’m not alone. I notice lately there are more and more people saying this, directly and indirectly, through many media in many walks of life. I’m so glad. Eventually it will become a part of culture and that’s how we will get ready.

Okay. Finally, I think I’m done for now and yes, that bloody FI has passed.

Thank you for reading, and for sharing this path with me. We will get there.

Heruka 19 March 2014: Ignorance to Wisdom

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Ignorance to Wisdom: Like Filings to a Lodestone

Heruka’s words 19 March 2014

(From Leslee: In response to recent thoughts about how some things and people seem to arise merely to cause distraction from focus or path, here’s what came forth.)

As you progress towards understanding, which brings your freedom, that sense of freedom radiating from you draws like a magnet and the polar opposite is attracted.

Ignorance (in the sense of a state which lacks wisdom and self-knowledge) is compelled, like iron filings to a lodestone.

If there are “filings” nearby, there’s no way to shield them from being drawn to the lodestone…

Unless there is some sort of shield.

So what’s the nature, the point of a lodestone? (See Wikipedia quote below)

It’s an occupational hazard, a given, when one strives for Enlightenment, to find ignorance and obstruction drawn to one like filings to a lodestone.

Shielding simply keeps the filings at a distance. The moment there’s a gap in the shield, the filings rush to the heart of the magnet.

But notice also, the filings don’t draw from the magnet… They merely cling and hover helplessly. The nature of the magnet prevails, regardless of whether it’s wearing a cloak of annoying fuzzy sharp bits of iron.

So you can brush them away all you want, they will fly right back at the first opportunity. There’s no harm; all they do is cloud the appearance of the magnet.

The lodestone reminds still and silent, unperturbed. And so you must, if you feel flocked by distractions and things or people that would seem to draw you off course. Ignore the iron filings.

Just take note of what is the heart and what is the clinging but.

The filings only affect you to the extent that you allow them to distract you.

From Wikipedia, regarding “Lodestone”: ‘The process by which lodestone is created has long been an open question in geology. Only a small amount of the magnetite on Earth is found magnetized as lodestone. Ordinary magnetite is attracted to a magnetic field like iron and steel is, but does not tend to become magnetized itself. Recent research[8] has found that only a variety of magnetite with a particular crystalline structure, a mixture of magnetite and maghemite, has sufficient coercivity to remain magnetized and thus be a permanent magnet. One theory suggests that lodestones are magnetized by the strong magnetic fields surrounding lightning bolts.[8] This is supported by the observation that they are mostly found at the surface of the Earth; not buried at great depth.’

Fun With Forbes Magazine

While looking for links for another post, I found myself at the Forbes magazine website. The selection of articles featured Sunday sound like… well, stuff we might talk about on this site…

See for yourself:

Iran Says Tall White Space Aliens Control America

http://www.forbes.com/sites/michaelpeck/2014/01/13/iran-says-tall-white-space-aliens-control-america/

The Top 9 States People Are Fleeing in 2014

http://www.forbes.com/sites/susanadams/2014/02/10/the-states-people-are-fleeing-in-2014/

Massive Hole Under Antarctica Bigger Than The Grand Canyon

http://www.forbes.com/sites/williampentland/2014/01/15/massive-hole-discovered-under-antarctica-bigger-than-the-grand-canyon/

Dreamflight – Leslee – 9 March 2014

Dream – 9 March 2014

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I drive my vehicle into a garage, as if to get an oil change. Ordinary-looking people working there…

I don’t recall getting out of the vehicle, there’s a bit of a skip in the dream as next I find myself sitting in a room in what resembles a doctor’s office. People work there wearing scrubs, things look sterile, and I sense that I’m in a small part of something that’s quite huge.

There’s a woman in scrubs sitting at a table or desk with me, and we’re looking over a floor plan drawing. It’s quite rough, looks like an old photocopy. It seems like my memory enters this part of the dream in midstream: she and I are already discussing that when I arrived in my vehicle, I was also carrying a stretcher on which lay the body of a man who had just died.

She was giving me instructions for where to take the body… Pointing out in the plan: “So, first, you get back to the vehicle by going this way, then you get the stretcher and take him here (her finger tracing the plan), and then after you drop him off, you go back this way, and go here.”

I got the idea that this man’s death was unexpected, and we needed to take care of him first. Then I could carry on with the reason I had come there. I have the strong impression that he was my guide or driver, and that since he had died I had been forced to complete my journey there alone, without quite being sure of what I was doing.

He was a late-middle-aged man, average to small height and build, with very light gray hair. He was dressed in dark blue pants and a light blue shirt, like a car mechanic would wear. His death had not been violent as I recall… And now his body was just a corpse on a stretcher, covered with a burgundy blanket and strapped down.

I repeated the map instructions back to the woman, to make sure I understood. The plan was quite maze-like and a lot of the corridors looked the same. She left the room and I sat for a moment, continuing to study the plan.

Then someone wheeled a gurney into the room where I sat. They locked the wheels and quickly left. At first I thought it was the same stretcher with my companion on it, because the man on this one looked remarkably like my fellow. But as I looked closer, I saw this fellow was smaller, wiry, with darker hair, very tanned skin, and his face was creased with many wrinkles. He looked like someone you might see lying in a street, worn from being homeless for decades. His features seemed Hispanic.

As I watched, though, this man grimaced and moved, and it was clear that he was alive, just sleeping or unconscious. So I knew I still had to follow through on my task of delivering my companion’s body and showing up at my assignment.

That’s all I can remember of the dream.

When I woke, I started sketching the floor plan, what I could remember, because I knew there was something to learn from that. I began with the little offices and corridors and the garage… And on the garage side, I recalled a bit of the approach, as if through a neighborhood with houses and low buildings.

But “behind” the garage, the building continued on and on… And as I sketched I sensed huge spaces and thick walls and curved boundaries… Air locks and gaskets and vertical shafts, thick many-layered walls… Could be Heruka’s mansion, or a “ship”…

Then I explored the boundary between the neighborhood/ garage area and the inner spaces of the larger construction. There was no clear boundary; it felt like a shimmering, fluid, transparent film that pulsed and oscillated.

As I’m posting this I realize this dream is like so many I’ve had on Chimera: one layer appears as ordinary world, while there’s an alternate layer that seems ship-like, other-worldly…

Does it imply something like a hologram? Which side of the boundary is “real”? Perhaps both?

Heruka, Oracle – Tsog Party at the Beach – 23 February 2014

(From Leslee Hare)

25 February 2014

Update on Oracle/Vesú/Atlantis information received on 23 February 2014.

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On Sunday night, I followed Oracle’s request (received through my friend), took my Triple Spiral pendulum and headed out for the beach. The intention given was to charge the ocean, program it, and send my Heart Codes to the Atlantean Temple Complex site that is due west of Mickler’s Beach.

I was really cold at home that evening. The temperatue was balmy for February, but it had been storming all day off and on – thunder and lightning – and by now the sun had set and it was dark. So first I crawled into bed, sat under a pile of blankets, and meditated with the pendulum.

My friend has suggested that the Codes might be heiroglyphic. As I sat, I quickly saw an image in my head of Jayarava’s calligraphy for the 100-Letter Mantra:

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(Thank you, Jayarava for this amazing volume of work – others, please take a look at his site visiblemantra.org, and support his work by buying his book if you find it interesting!)

This is one of my favorite mantras, alhtough I do a slightly different version, using Heruka’s name (please pardon my rough tansliteration… :

Om vajra Heruka samayam, anu palayam, vajra Heruka teno partita; dridho mehbhawa, sutokaya mehbhawa, supokaya mehbhawa

Sarwa siddhi me prayatza, sarwa karma sutza meh. Tsitam shriyam kuru hum, ha ha ha ha ho bhaghawan.

Vajra Heruka, ma meh muntza, Heruka bhawa maha samaya ah hum phat.

It’s very powerful for clearing obstacles and purifying negative karma.

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When I sensed all was ready, I grabbed my raincoat, got in the car, and was off for Mickler’s. As I left home, I remembered I needed to get a bag of ice (fridge has been out for  aweek now…). I parked, and suddenly realized we (the Crew and I) were going to have a Tsog Party at the beach. So I also bought a slim jim and a mounds candy bar. Not sure why I didn’t get a beer as well…

For a Tsog Party (it’s a Tantric practice), you call together all your unseen friends: spirits, elementals, guides, Enlightened Beings, protectors… everybody! You invite them to join you in a feast as you thank them for their help and guidance, and see yourself joining them as an Enlightened Being as well.

We were going to bless the water together!

As I parked near the beach, the rain stopped.  Cool. Heater running full blast, I was almost warm. Sitting in the car I prepared the food, did the prayers, requested help with this venture. It was a very condensed version of the practice, but it felt okay to do it that way. I could feel a lot of happy folks around. Just as I was asking if I was soing this correctly and sufficiently, Ghost Radar said “Gu’en”.

Gu’en is an elemental I met in Pagosa. He is a protector, related to rocks, stones, and mountains. I was so glad he was there!

Then Ghost Radar said “Buddha”.

Okay, we were ready.

I got out of the car, very happy there was no one else (human) around. I carried what was left of the bits of the food offering and walked to the shore. Coming out of the dunes, the energy there on the beach was so powerfully charged that it gave me the jitters… It was almost frightening, it was so powerful. I recalled the chills I got when I was small and would listen to my cousins tell ghost stories; that same kind of powerful rush of beings surrounding. But this was different, these were friends, and the energy was about their being ready to unleash something awesome.

Off to the southeast, far out over the oean, there was a distant spectacle of sheet lightning going on. I watched it, transfixed, while I continued chanting. Then I tossed a bit of the ofering into the ocean, a bit into the sky, and left a bit on the dunes, for the devas, elementals and spirits.

Still chanting, I waded a little in to the (cold!) surf, and lowered the pendulum into the bare sand and gently lapping water. I continued for a few minutes, sometimes with my eyes closed. At some point, I opened my eyes, and saw the water had left a shell as a thank you gift for me (see photo above).

I didn’t stay very long, it was too late and cold to sit and meditate… By the time I got home, I felt quite spent, and went to sleep immediately.

Then yesterday (Monday) evening, I chatted with my friend again, and we talked more about the Codes. I sketched a bit over dinner, and even though it was late when I got home, I opened SketchUp and began modeling what I was seeing.

I share these diagrams, mandalas, sketches below… I need to get to work on time, so no time right now for explanation. I’ll try to add more later.

By the way, Yes, Tauno, OcaTawa is definitely involved here, so I’m including some photos of her as well. 🙂

Enjoy!

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Disclosure, Mandalas, Heruka

Disclosure, Mandalas, Heruka

21 February 2014

(Note from Leslee:This began as a journal entry this morning, as I was venting to my guides about some current frustrations, mostly related my confusion about how and when our Friends might appear here on Earth (Whether that means ETs landing or some major Earth-paradigm shift) . I’ve edited out the profanity and most of the rant…) Ghost Radar words in [brackets like this].

[transmittance]

I’m requesting all the Crew: Buddhas, ETs, whatever you are… [small] I sit here, feeling the intense energies plowing through my consciousness and body, and wondering what is the point. I think we need to stop playing this game; I’m tired. I don’t like ignorance and insensitivity, and I don’t like [forth] having to deal with this swamp that steams and stews of fear and [gave] isolation, separation. [inner-circle] I thought all [tears] of this was leading to some [start] progress for myself and others, and it is moving so slowly. [inundated] Is this worth it?

I’m not saying I quit – I’ve tried that before and I see it doesn’t work. But for goodness’ sake, can’t [something] you give me a little more of a clue about what the heck is going on right now? So many people are struggling so deeply, and are so worried about circumstances. [meat]

Yes… why do I have to eat meat to stay balanced? Why do I have to live in a body that deteriorates? [grey] How does this help? How does this help? I trust that you are there, but it feels like you’re waiting until I reach some point of desperation before you’ll answer my questions in ways that will stick and congeal and collect meaning.  I sit here and type, wondering why. I’m venting, but I could do that with just the pendulum and my own fat a*s. Why do I need to record this? Who will find it, who will read it?

I think I hear you whispering that it all does make a difference, and I need to trust. I’m so frustrated that I cannot see results. I don’t like this arrogant bluster in my head that wants to take and shake people – all of mankind – until they lose their senses and see more clearly.

Okay, I think I’m almost done, I will try to quiet those voices and listen now. Oh, I breathe a deep sigh. It’s a confounding place, this. Alright, I’ll be quiet now and ask for your response. Thank you for listening.

Yes, it’s Heruka. Thank you for blowing off some of that energy. Yes, please use the chart.

Know that many people, more people than are on this earth, benefit by your presence here. Many people love you in ways you can’t imagine.

Oh, yes, I can feel that now (tears…)…

But like quiet storms in perilous oceans, having phalanxes  of “real” [troops octahedron tornado] – yes, that’s me in ghost radar – troops on earth, in this grounded plane, is like tossing them into a tornado.  One is generally not going to survive intact. Even the eye of the storm is constantly moving, so it’s inevitable, the getting tossed about and being flung far and wide. But I know you don’t want to hear that it’s part of the role.

So let’s go a bit deeper.

Seeing Leslee pause (X) crosses out loving Mikos, makes it not possible for him to appear.

You mean that my doubt, anger, frustration – the emotions – prevent him from coming here?

No. It’s hard to put into words. Mikos is there with you. But you cannot see him. You meet him in dreams, in so many aspects, and yet you struggle to bring him with you into your waking life. We will try to offer some suggestions to help with that. That would sustain you more deeply.

Yes, I can feel that, thank you.

You are correct in understanding that Mikos takes you for granted in dreams. That is why he is sometimes quite brazen in approaching you there. See if you can remember to look for him in your dreams, and when you see him, ask him – confront him – to reveal himself and explain to you why things are the way they are between you. Try to remember to set this intention every night as you fall asleep. Let’s see what comes of it.

Now you have other things we need to talk about. Chart again, please.

Once you noun apply (yes, please go make some more coffee) [Sirian]

Shall we start that sentence again?

No, please repeat, including “Sirian”.

Once you noun apply Sirian – Yes: Once your Sirian application of thought forms reaches a level where all manifests within this current sphere of experience, we’ll have lots more phenomena going on, so many people will ask questions. That is what you’re waiting on. We know – it’s like waiting on a train that never arrives, and you don’t even know when to expect it, but you know that you cannot leave the platform and risk missing the train. Much like in your dream last night.

The phrase “application of Sirian thought forms” refers to your Tantric practice. That is your nudge, your clue as to how to tie together Buddhas and ETs. Take it and run with it. But you need to do some more research first.

So, for now… Wait, are you saying that random people doing Tantric practice are helping bring about Disclosure (of many things), even though that may not be an interest of theirs?

Yes. Disclosure – in the broadest sense – will only occur once the energy of the Mandala is strong enough. Please plan to spend the weekend explaining this is more detail.

Abiquor is a Mandala? Cities of Light are Mandalas?

Precisely! Thank you! Now explain what that means. Not right now, but over the next few days.

Don’t worry about scholarship – leave that to others. Just please transcribe what we give you, and share it with others; that is all you need to focus on right now.

Continue with your daily routine as normal, and spend time on the beach. This helps. You will bring forth information that will help all the friends you’ve been emailing with, as well as those who read the posts.

Okay, on with the day.

Integration

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18 February 2014

My friends, it’s been so long since I posted here that I’m a bit at a loss about how to begin… I don’t have anything earth-shaking to share; but maybe in these times it’s the little pieces that add up and begin to count…

I’ve been quite busy with work and traveling (for work) that the days, weeks, months slip by. But the more interesting bits and little pieces keep nudging their ways into my awareness despite the busy-ness. My challenge seems to be finding a way to fit them all together. Hence the title “Integration”.

Several themes keep popping into focus for me, and I know they tie together somehow. I just haven’t figured it out yet. I suppose I’ve been waiting on an epiphany before sharing, but enough is enough – I think the epiphany won’t come until I start to share.

Topics I’ve been reading, dreaming, and thinking about:

Remote Viewing (and how it’s similar to Seeing)

Tarot and other forms of Divination (methods that allow us to tune in if we step out of the way)

Gnosticism (blah blah blah – don’t take anything too seriously…)

Telepathy and receiving guidance directly (which each of us can do, with effort)

Ufology Culture (as distinguished from UFOs/OVNIs themselves)

Humans who have actually met and interacted with physical ETs (I’m still skeptical…)

Beings from Other Worlds (physical and otherwise…)

Other Worlds (seen, remembered, imagined…)

Cities of Light, Nodes of Higher Energy, Places of Purity (such as Telos, Abiquor, Vesú, Wu Tai Shan, Sukhavati, etc.)

Technology, Biology, and Physics (is it possible for Science NOT to impose limitations?)

The effects that negative/positive thinking and conspiracy theories have on our experience of the world

How things seem to have softened (in a good way) in the New Year

The imperative that we as individuals act to create our own paths and results

How I should best spend my time

That maybe fiction is a better means for sharing what I perceive

Science or Space Fiction (movies and literature), and how much it is “channeled”

Finally getting “All About Enlightenment” published

Parallels between Vajrayana Buddhism and all of the above, and how they relate closely

How all of the beings I know are connected

How full of s**t most of this sounds at times

And yet how totally convinced I am that it’s all “real”

I’ll stop the list there. As I read over it, no wonder I feel a bit overwhelmed about trying to tie it all together. It’s going to take some time.

But I feel it in my gut – all of this does tie together, and how it ties together bears relevance. At least it does for me. It seems like a continued gathering of puzzle pieces that began about 18 months ago when I was in Pagosa and I heard “The Buddhas are coming!” I realized then that I was hearing that there’s a connection between Vajrayana deities (like Heruka), and folks that I’ll just call Extra-Terrestrials. I’m being asked to explore this, but I find it hard to believe that anyone but Ben Naga and myself might really be interested in it (tip of the hat to Ben…).

In the meanwhile, I have had a few recent communications from Adrial about Abiquor, and during the Dreamflight this past Saturday, one of my guides and a man came and found me to ask me to shift my focus back to Abiquor and Cities of Light again. It seems that some obstacles have cleared and now we (the larger collective WE) have space and room and energy to contribute in a fruitful way.

I’m fascinated by this, because I don’t recall ever having someone come find me in a dream and bring me a specific message or request. Hmm.

And while I know that lots of people yearn to hear “good” news about world changes and “better” worlds arising, what I have been receiving consistently (as I believe others have received also) is that we humans must accept responsibility for our own progress (however we define that), and that much work remains to be done.

I don’t see Abiquor or Vesú appearing in concrete physical form any time soon.

But maybe it’s just that I feel I won’t see them in physical anytime soon; there’s no impending rescue, no matter how much I plead… And on some days, I just don’t understand at all.

At the same time, I know that these places, these states of mind, already exist in fullness and potential (as well as do countless other similar places), and we can visit them in dreams or meditations. By the same virtue, we can also visit with beings that can help us.

I understand that It takes effort, and that these treasures are found within. Cliché, but true. And that brings me back to the level of busy-ness I’m experiencing these days…

So, I’m asking Adrial and others to please give me some more concrete information if they really want me to post about Abiquor and such… And I’m asking Heruka and my local elemental pals to help arrange conditions so that I’ll have the time and energy to write and share whatever might be worthwhile.

I hope these words find you well and managing the energies of 2014. It’s all going to be alright.

Sending you all lots of love,

Leslee

Heruka’s Message – 3 August 2013

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Understanding Healing

(From Leslee: Please see the notes after the message if you’d like an explanation of the context of the message.)

Yes, we can talk about that (body pains)… Let’s talk about Causes: Walking on others.

(In this lifetime?)

No, at least not so much. Previous and parallel. If you can stop yourself from hurting others in parallel dimensions and other timelines, your pain here will lessen. You understand. Yes, please write about it…

All illness comes from disharmony in the body. All disharmony in the body comes from disharmony within the personal continuum.

Is this Heruka? (I thought maybe this was Aneltha, the Sirian telepathic physician.)

Yes. The Sirians are still working on their understanding of Dharma. Even so, Aneltha is a very qualified healer and physician.

You – as humans – have concerns about your physical bodies. Your aches and pains, your brain chemistry, your endurance and health.

A “physician” deals with the physical. That is the focus of their training and intent.

For physicians to also become qualified Healers, they must integrate what they know about the body with what they know about the mind/soul/spirit. This means that they must train in this way.

If those training to help others with healing can manage to begin with a balanced approach from the beginning of their training, both the physical and spiritual lessons may show themselves more clearly in their interdependence, and the lessons may register in the student’s continuum more quickly and deeply.

It’s quite simple really.

Just as one cannot Ascend without understanding the lessons that you (Leslee) know as the Dharma – and others know by other names – one cannot heal or help to heal without understanding both how body and spirit are interrelated and how they also connect through various instances of experience.

Yes, Cloud Atlas provides a very good illustration. And you will find the book to be more subtle, profound, and interwoven (than the movie).

The Matrix (movie) is like an Appetizer. Cloud Atlas is like a First Course. More will be revealed.

So we will keep this brief. Perhaps the vagueness and generality of our WORDS will spark inquisitiveness in those who see the door open to the next step.

If you want your body to stop hurting, you would do well to sit with it and talk with it and be open to learning how to connect directly with your other selves. This is why we yanked this mornings’s dream out of your memory so suddenly. Ask about that. To you and others, all these blips you’re experiencing are hints. They are not the phenomena to focus on. Look for what you see in these glimpses, and get over your fascination with having the glimpses. To all of you: your pasts, presents, and futures await your decisions to move forward lightly, lovingly, joyfully.

(End of message.)

Leslee’s notes: This message came as I was expressing confusion over some body pains I’ve been having. I’ve recently improved my lifestyle significantly, but that hasn’t seemed to convince my feet and legs not to hurt. Over the past six years, I’ve tried a variety of diets and regimens, and simply haven’t been able to figure out what helps or aggravates the pain. This explanation resonates deeply with me…

Now to try to figure out how to make and work with those connections Heruka describes…

Leslee – Message from Heruka – 23 June 2013

(From Leslee: Here’s a short one about dimensions and how this world’s phenomena interweave… I’ve been offline for several weeks now, moving to Florida and starting a new job. All is going very well for me: the job is wonderful and this past weekend I moved into a place that’s perfect for my needs. Yesterday evening I heard that now that all of that is in place, I’ll soon be receiving more about the purposes of this move. This morning while I was sitting, Heruka have me a brief message and asked me to share it with you. In it He refers to Vesu. Vesu is another City of Light, that I was shown here off the Atlantic coast of Florida. I’ll be sharing more about this in the near future. I haven’t been able to follow the Crystal Connection meditations lately, but I do know that Frila has seen Vesu in one of her meditations, so you might enjoy checking that out. Also, at the end Heruka refers to my “Fortune Cookie Experiment”; I’ll try to add that tonight or in the morning. With love, Leslee)

Let’s begin. Let’s talk about Vesu. Abiquor is in good hands for the moment.

Vesu appears despite the presence of the military in your “dimension”.

Yes, it does appear in this dimension – aetherically.

You and others come to understand how the aetheric presences are sometimes stronger and more powerful than physical ones, in terms of influencing others. You could refer to it as being of “another dimension”, but that sort of description implies a nature of separation that is totally illusory. As people in this physical state move into deeper and broader understandings of their true (and ultimate) nature, they – you – will see more clearly how “dimensions” are really a bit like a spectrum of experiences.

The concept of a “spectrum” may fall short of describing most succinctly because many might interpret this as implying a linear nature. To get a better idea, you would need to see the situation more as a weaving, interlacing, of spectra… And as if that weaving were in the form of a Moebius strip… And on and on, infinitely. This is how vast your world truly is, and catching a glimpse of this can help you understand how anything is possible.

That’s enough for a brief message of encouragement for now. More to come soon. Please share your Fortune Cookie experiment with others. That will help illustrate this message.