It’s been years since I’ve tried to join the Spirit Train Chronicles DreamFlights, and when I first woke I couldn’t’ recall anything. Went back to sleep, and here’s the result: dream 23 december 2018
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!
(image: modified and layered images from wikimedia commons: NASA [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons, & “Snow Crystals”, Unknown author [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons)
As I work to revive my blogging habit, I’m struck by the changes in my life since 2011. That’s nothing new, really. Looking back over years’ worth of posts would drive home lessons about impermanence for anyone. But I’m starting to see something more in the traces of paths left in the sand.
I used to think my life – my spiritual path – was like the golden squiggle in the photo above: meandering, but getting there. Now, five years later, it looks more like the other loops. The ones that lunge off the page and loop back on themselves, circling ’round and ’round. Maybe even running backwards. Or stubbing off into dead ends. Half-visible.
Reaching back into the 2000’s (what do we call those years now – the “aughts”, or “naughts”?), reveals an even more tangled trajectory.
The traces make the path more interesting.
They show me that no matter how I’m getting there, no matter what route I undertake with vigor, or simply fail to choose, it still feels like progress. It’s just a new and different set of lessons.
In 2015 I still clung delightedly yet desperately to my guides via pendulum and chart. They helped me divine everything from what to eat next, to when to get in the car and drive away. I documented the minutiae of hyper-vivid dreams, pored over channeled words, coaxed meaning from them as if they drew the map of my future and chronicled my past.
And they did. I believed that, like I believed breathing air kept me alive. And it was no mistake.
But after my first concussion in 2016, things changed.
I was so busy adjusting to the differences in my brain and body, I didn’t have the time or energy to think about what was happening in alternate dimensions or universes. I lived in the evident and material. Survived. Healed the body. At that point, when a few things didn’t go the way I wanted… and then a few more things went downright badly… there was no point in whipping the pendulum chart out of my back pocket. I didn’t have the time. It was a slingshot roller-coaster.
My territory became uncharted. I didn’t want to see a chart, because I didn’t need any more decoy “advice” to teach me another lesson or two. Without a map, I gave up the driving part and decided to sit back in coach. Watch the scenery.
Thankfully, my guides adapted. They shut up and let me rest.
Instead of staying up until 2am writing a post or channeling sketches of alternate universes, then waking up at 5am to do my prayers, now I sit back, drift off to sleep, and let my shrine get dusty. I arrive at work late. Instead of sitting, pen in hand, waiting for dramatic revelations and stimulating verbal sparring in the evenings, I just go to bed and wake up the next morning (thankfully) to see what the day will bring. Instead of me trying to get my guides to show their hands, I just follow along.
It’s easier, yet harder. Easy when I let go, hard when I let guilt or self-doubt get a foothold on the running board.
My guides are in charge now, more than ever before, simply because I’ve abdicated. For the time being. Maybe that’s faith. That conclusion sounds good, and it’s reasonable. I spent years building a foundation of faith. The Crew more than proved their presence to me. Of course they’re not going to abandon me just because my brain works differently now.
But inside the silence lingers a faint after-taste of guilt. Subtle as a mote of dust tickling my nostril, and just as annoying. If I focus on the quiet too much, it feels like I’m not giving life my “all”. Because I used to do so much more.
I’ve been sick a lot this year, and lately I’ve been thinking about how, ten years ago, perceiving the threat of chronic illness, I sat for hours meditating, willing my guides to heal me. Nowadays I catch myself wondering whether I’m cursing myself, by not sitting on the cushion every chance I get.
What bullshit. Haven’t I learned anything?
So I remind myself, with a modicum of confidence: whatever the destination, there are many ways to get there. Not only many routes to take, but also countless way to travel them.
And it doesn’t seem to matter what I think the goal is, in my life at least. It changes daily, and there’s no way I could keep up with it.
With guidance and protection, even pain and uncertainty can become gifts. Being forced to release spiritual ambition lets me sleep better at night.
So I’m getting to see it first-hand: it really must be about the journey, after all. And letting go.
(image, modified & cropped) Image Science and Analysis Laboratory, NASA-Johnson Space Center. “The Gateway to Astronaut Photography of Earth.” [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
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:
- I very seldom take the time to share with my internet-ual friends anymore, and
- I don’t have as much free time as I did in 2011, 2012 and 2013.
- 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:
- I’m far more psychic than I realized. That’s both humbling and intriguing.
- 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.
- 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…
- 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.
- On the other hand, the folks who are getting on board are doing it at an impressively rapid pace.
- Things are less dense – but you knew that already.
- Ascension & Enlightenment are states of mind. You already knew that too.
- Astrological phenomena profoundly affect the physical world, but we don’t need to grasp at it. It takes care of itself. See item #9.
- All things happen with perfect timing.
- And time is a complete fabrication.
- 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.
- 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.
- My to-do list feels overwhelming most of the time.
- 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.
- Neil Gaiman is a Buddha. Tag, you’re it!
- I have to admit that Buddhas are ET’s, and that throws a huge wrench in my Buddhist Refuge Vows.
- 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.
- We need to feed stray animals: they have been our mothers.
- We need to stop killing.
- We need to get over our sense of nationality and ethnicity. It’s all a charade.
- We need to be more generous, but with wisdom and discretion.
- We need to call out the BS and turn and walk away.
- Money is more of a fabrication than Time.
- 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.
- 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.
- No, I’m not crazy or schizophrenic.
- 24 items was enough, but I never know when to stop.
- 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.
- 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.
Hello everyone. It’s been a while since posting last.
Leslee just got back to Pagosa and is here tonight for the first time in a long time. Nice to have her back here. Today (5/18) is also a dream flight, and my mother’s birthday, and I just waved to myself in a ship. I felt I should post this before sleeping, at the suggestion of mutual friends.
I was outside with my dog Zoe, and it’s a beautiful, clear night. I glanced at my phone, 10:10. Looking straight up into the stars I asked to see an asteroid, meteorite, shooting star, anything, and I was immediately amazed at seeing a shooting something. Feelings of warmth, gratitude, just an overwhelming happiness washed over me. I said thank you, looking up again, and noticed a very small, solitary light moving South to NNE almost directly above me. This light was too small or far away to be a plane, and at 7,100 ft it’s easy to spot a plane of any kind. With a huge smile I waved and said hello, and was blown away when the size and brightness of the little moving light grew tremendously for a couple moments.
I’m still in a sort of state of shock, and wide awake to say the least. I wrote this all down after I was able to move again and go inside. It then occurred to me I should ask Leslee who it was. I already knew it had to be related to Athabantian. I was told yes it was a scout ship from Athabantian, and I was on the ship “waving” back at myself from my yet to take place (from this 3D time PoV) dreamflight tonight. Apparently I am able to fall asleep at some point. Apparently I just experienced astral time travel as well. 🙂
I have no idea what else to say about this at the moment, it just seemed important to get the experience online tonight. Try it!
It’s been a while since it’s felt like I connected with Athabantian and the Crew in dream-time, so I’m really happy this dream took me there…
Dream 28 April 2013
Following Heruka’s Dream Instructions, my dream requests were:
1. Understand the significance of a possible upcoming re-location (physical & for myself as an individual); how does it relate to my path, how can it help with Ascension and manifesting Cities of Light? This is my first priority in dreaming tonight.
2. I’d like to meet with whoever (Celestials, Enlightened Beings, etc.) are working with me in the Astral Planes to accomplish my path.
3. It would be wonderful to meet on an identifiable Lightship or Starship, but that’s my third priority with this nights dreaming.
My dreaming began in a bedroom I was staying in. Two small beds… a friend had moved them, arranging them in an odd way, making it hard to use the room comfortably.
I left that scene after spending a few minutes considering moving things around. I decided it wasn’t worth the trouble since I was leaving soon anyway. I’m pretty sure that dream came from sounds I was hearing in the house as I fell asleep.
The scene shifted and I found myself arising into a hallway of a large building. It felt like a large school, or maybe a hotel or convention center: a wide concourse, a large open ramp and stair to one side, and narrower corridors leading towards residential spaces.
The architecture appears very flowing and organic, with smooth white surfaces and railings… High ceilings, and nestled naturally into the surroundings. I’m pretty sure it’s a ship that’s been fitted with earth-like environments.
The large open ramp leads outdoors, and I can see that it’s bright and pleasant outside. I see a man standing at the bottom of the ramp, in the middle of the concourse, looking at me, waiting. I can see him very clearly, in fine detail. Human caucasian, medium height and build, middle-aged, balding and with short light brown hair. He wears glasses, and his eyes are pale. He’s dressed in matching brown jeans and jacket, and a light tan shirt.
He smiles softly and says, “That was precisely 18 minutes. Very good!” I understand that we were meeting at an appointed time and place, so that he could fulfill my dream requests.
I didn’t ask his name… It seems that in dreaming there are things I take for granted or know implicitly, but when I wake I wish I had asked questions. Anyway, it seems I know this man, and I understand the purpose of our meeting. He takes out a set of access cards, and hands me a white one with red scuffs on it. We walk down one of the residential hallways and enter one of the units through the kitchen. Once I’m inside he disappears.
Looking from the kitchen I see a large open greatroom that’s teeming with little human kids. There are a few adults there too, but it’s mostly kids playing games, running around and laughing. I understand that this setting is a practice run for kids, playing earth games so they’ll know what to do once they arrive on earth.
I call out to them and offer them pizza. I carry the pies out into the room, trying to step around them and the games. At one table, there’s a board game spread out that looks like a cartoon map of the world.
I set something down on the table, and realize I’m knocking over pieces on the map. I didn’t see them at first, little tiny rectangular pieces of plastic: white, brown, tan colored. I realize they represent people, and they are all lined up along the coastlines of the cartoon continents, like dominoes. I apologize to the kids for disturbing the game, but they don’t seem to mind, they just set them back upright and take their pizza slices.
Another thing we’re doing is banking play money for the kids… Explaining how it works, what they need to do when they start to run out, and what it means to different people.
(Awake, I realize my role in this is to help new arrivals with info that I wish I had known when I came here.)
I head back towards the kitchen, and a man who looks a lot like my Dad greets me. I realize it’s the same man who guided me here, but it seems that decades have passed, and now he appears to be about 80 years old. He reaches out and gives me a long, reassuring affectionate hug.
He whispers to me, “It’s alright, all of that has been taken care of. Now we just have to figure out what to do about that worm,” and he nods out the kitchen window.
I look outside, and see a figure walking along the floating walkway outside, looking like he’s walking past and leaving. He’s very bizarre-looking: very tall compared to us, with a very long snout or trunk, a long tail, and a huge round head. He’s walking upright like a humanoid, very awkwardly lumbering along. It’s bizarre enough that he looks like Snuffeluffagus from Sesame Street, but what’s the most bizarre about him is that he’s red & white striped, like a Dr. Seuss character. He look very out of place and awkward, but not menacing. He seems to know where he’s going, walking with a purpose.
(Awake now, I realize he’s a dragon-like being, in a non-threatening form, and I’m reminded of dragons being referred to as “worms”… Was that a Tolkein book where I read that? Dragon=Hitsusi, Lisa’s connection…)
I turn my attention back to the children, and the dream fades.
I’m told that the guide who met me in the concourse, and then reassured me near the kitchen, is Dunyeeh from Athabantian. He, Adca Mupea and I have a very close relationship, and he appeared in this dream to reassure me that the connection with Athabantian is still active and relevant (I had been asking about this last evening.)
This role of assisting and guiding those who are scheduled to take birth on Earth is available to any who would care to help. This can be done from any location on Earth.
This role of preparing Star Children for life on Earth was shown to me to help me understand that we now recognize how critically important this is at this time. My helping with this task provides me with a way of reconciling the related challenges I’ve experienced.
DREAMING PROCESS COMMENTS
This night and morning fit a pattern I’ve noticed for me on weekend nights, or whenever I’ve been able to sleep late the next morning. It seems that the majority of my sleep is spent in resting the body and mind. The dreams I have during this time are usually vague and I can’t remember much.
However, if I’m able to go back to sleep and get a good cycle in (1.5 – 3 hours), that’s when I usually have a meaningful clarity dream that I can recall in some detail.
Also, I think I did a better job of focusing on my Dream Intention last night and this morning, than I had the two previous nights, so that seemed to help.
(Note from Leslee: I’m re-posting this with a few minor changes, because the info I got from the interaction I’m sharing here has been very empowering for me, and I hope it might be for others as well. To skip ahead to the Dream Instructions, please scroll down about 12 paragraphs, past the conversation. I’m sharing the lead-up to the instructions because I believe my expressing the frustration I was feeling led to my receiving this info…Our Guides want to hear from us, and The Crew came through! I’ve used this technique for 5 nights now, and for 3 of those nights, the instructions have worked!)
Lately I’ve been grappling with some frustrations over wanting more clarity about several decisions I see hovering in the coming weeks.
I’m dancing around Springtime energies, which for me seem as disruptive as fat bamboo bursting through Georgia clay.
As I was walking home a few nights ago, I tried my best to focus on figuring out what I was even asking for. I’ve spent a couple months sitting down, asking to connect, to be shown something, anything, that might give me some direction.
I confess I’m nostalgic for the days from three springs ago, when the words of All About Enlightenment flowed through the pendulum and pen for hours a day, for six weeks. Those days burst with energy and purpose, but they also brought great trauma and deep disruption in my family life and relationships. I received the connection I longed for, and the assignment I craved, at the price of a semblance of a “normal” life.
So in the aftermath I’m comparatively cautious about what I ask for, and how strongly I stamp my feet when things seem a bit quiet for my taste.
I seem to get more clear answers through dreams than meditation, and recently my meditations have been pretty darned dull. This week, I’m terrifically encouraged by some suggestions I received on April 22 for dreamwork. So far I’ve tried this for three nights, and each attempt has yielded information I asked for. So I’ll share the steps below, in hopes that you might find them helpful.
Meanwhile, back to my walk home and its results.
To put this in context, I was griping to my Guides about some physical constraints I was feeling. In that light, I was fantasizing about having my ET friends come and whisk me into an easier circumstance.
When I get into this kind of mood, I can usually count on Heruka to step in and set me straight.
It started out like this:
“Is it possible for You to appear directly in physical form, to my physical form?”
“So let’s suppose there are ETs that might… Possible?”
“Are they Enlightened?”
“But so what? Let’s say a ship lands tomorrow. What are they really going to do?”
I’ll elaborate on the rest of the conversation elsewhere, for the sake of staying on topic. When I settled down for the evening, here’s what I got.
“I need to make specific dream requests. I want to learn how to go to particular ‘places’, meet with specific beings, and reach an understanding of specific things. Possible?”
No. You need training.
“Can You please help with this?”
Here are the steps Heruka gave me for better controlling my dream life:
DREAM INSTRUCTION STEPS
1. Generate a peaceful mind. Demanding won’t work. Visualize yourself already knowing how to make these dream connections. This, of all the steps, takes the most practice.
2. Place the request to meet a Being of your choice. Hold the idea of a Being very loosely… Do NOT visualize. Prepare yourself to accept whatever arises, and TRUST.
3. Place the request to recieve information. Try to hold this in the most generic terms possible. Yet have a sense of [forth] the specific feeling you wish to experience when you return ‘here’. What will ‘accomplishment’ feel like?
4. If it feels appropriate, visualize the ‘golden cord’, from your Pineal to your High Heart, especially if your mind wanders while trying to do the other steps.
5. Consider your requests: where, who, what to discuss/learn, why to meet. Choose one as a priority, in case all requests cannot be met simultaneously.
6. Request how much to recall.
I fell asleep trying to recall the steps, and before I could envision the golden cord. Perhaps holding it as an intention was enough.
My main request was to learn/see something that would help me understand very clearly our relationships to guides, and how this world appears so ‘real’… Illusion… Understanding how the illusion is produced and sustained, and how it relates to other dimensions…
I’ll share the details of the dream that followed in another post (probably on Bandaid Buddhist), but I was amazed at how precisely and extensively my request was answered!
As I mentioned earlier, I’ve continued to use these steps for three nights, and each night I’ve remembered at least one dream that responded to my requests. It’s taken some morning meditation and journaling the dreams to process their meanings more fully, but I’m really delighted with the results.
I’d love to hear your thoughts and experiences, especially if you try this method too… If you give it a shot, I hope it yields some results you find useful. We all dream and envision differently, so please try try try, and listen for your own nudges about how to burst through the clay of daily life into the magical journey into other realms.
You may use this post for Astral Travels in February 2013.
We had a neighborhood get-together here in Pagosa Springs last night, and during the group conversation Jason and I shared about the experiences we’ve had here on STC over the past couple weeks.
This fascinated several folks, so some of them may be joining us (please give a hearty welcome when they appear!), so I thought it would be nice to add a little more structure so we can keep a running account of our experiences (I believe most of our sharing has been by email…?).
These pages are all found under the parent page “Connected”. Under that you’ll find a page called “Crystal Connections”, specifically for these meditations, and then we will have a sub-page for each month. The current one is “October 2012 Crystal Connections”.
I think these experiences relate directly to the manifestation of Abiquor (which of course is very dear to my heart, and the main focus of a lot of my efforts), so I think it’s wonderful for us to share what we see with anyone who finds us!
This has been a very powerful exercise for me so far, and I hope I’m able to join again today… I will be starting a bit early because of work, but will try to share my experiences this evening.
Thanks, Love and Light to you all!
The Crew of Athabantian would like to offer some suggestions for connecting with them during your Dreamflights, especially for those of you who are interested in Abi-Qor.
When you go to sleep, first set the intention/wish to meet one of the Crew Members aboard Athabantian, and to communicate with them telepathically… And also to recall what you experience during this visit. You may also request to meet one or more Crew Members AT Abi-Qor, particularly if you would like to begin working to manifest Abi-Qor into the physical. You may specify in your intent, if there is a particular aspect of Abi-Qor and the 5th dimension that you would like to help manifest.
Additionally, when you lie down to sleep, focus on your third eye/pineal gland, visualizing it as a tiny pink sphere, bathed in golden light. Please hold the intention for this visualization/meditation to raise your vibration sufficiently to draw you into the 4th or 5th dimension. This will allow you to more effectively meet with our Friends in the higher dimensions.
If you can, also visualize that the pink sphere is further surrounded by concentric spheres of light in rainbow colors… similarly to the rings of Saturn, but spheres instead of rings… They are very light and radiant, and of the nature of wisdom, love, and bliss …
Then, if you can fall asleep holding at least some portion of that visualization, and having made the request to meet and have a conversation… and also to remember the experience and conversation, you may find this exercise to be a wonderful way to develop your skills of telepathy and astral travel.
(Leslee’s comments: These are the images of Abi-Qor which were presented at the Transformation 2012 Conference, held in Pagosa Springs, Colorado, USA, in August 2012. Related to the visualizations described, I’ve been receiving a lot about the pineal gland lately, and Mark Kimmel says he works with that a lot, too… This is the doorway to our communications with our Friends. Best wishes to everyone in your astral adventures! With much love and light from Pagosa, Leslee – and many thanks to Gricel for requesting this information!)
I’ve just posted this to Up 2 the 5th…