Transmissions of Light

At lunch today, I had a hard time walking back to my dinner table with a bowl of soup. The soup had a trajectory of its own, and the bowl seemed to be oscillating in an altogether different rotation. Needless to say, I spilled a trail of this (what kind was it anyway?) soup from the buffet table, through the restaurant, to my seat.

My dinner guests looked on appreciatively, knowing, in their wisdom, that this might happen after our sound transmissions from the Hathors. We were advised not to drive a car until we could walk, but no one said anything about soup.

Connie looked at the interesting design the ingredients made as they formed a wide spill on the rim of the bowl. "You're holding your fork really weird," Pamela said, as she watched me grip my fork perpendicular to my fist.

I just couldn't stop spilling each spoonful. I wasn't shaking. I just was unable to navigate the simple task of eating spoonsful of soup. The transmissions of light that we received changed our neurology, and that had an effect on how we were going to orient ourselves in time and space (time is the fourth dimension.)

After lunch, we finished a final session that took place in the central sun, or galactic core, depending on your level of ascension and point of spiritual evolution. I attempted to drive to the airport after that, and ended up sitting in a parking lot for an hour, just two blocks away from the conference, feeling like Frogger, unable to get back out into six lanes of rush hour traffic in an unknown city, Seattle.

I'll put together a simulation when I get back to the Center.

Stay Tuned.

Seeing Luminous Beings

I am seeing orbs everywhere I go.

Not always with my naked eye, but with my camera. As I process my photos, I notice orbs. I am starting to think that I bring them with me. I noticed when I looked at the photos taken at my Fire Ceremony, there were orbs everywhere.

I saw Alberto Villoldo's DVD about the ancient traditions of the American shamans, and he showed pictures of orbs surrounding two women who were doing a Fire Ceremony.

Hmmm. Now I am onto something. Orbs and traditional ceremony. Tell me your stories. Stay Tuned.