THE OPENING OF FLOWER PORTALS
Two Poles begins a dance around each other.
When this unfolds, 6 circles are formed …
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Thursday, September 15, 2022
The day you see this symbol in the sky - 3
THE OPENING OF FLOWER PORTALS
The day you see this symbol in the sky - 2
Our symbol of Peace is a universal symbol known across the cosmos.
The circle refers to a planet/place. The bottom three lines stand for roots. The verticle line symbolizes the original stem before times branched out in different directions.
For extraterrestrials, the sign means the place, time and state of the Mother Pole befor the split and individualization. In the current Phase 3 of Descension, it is also the symbol of the return or rather the goal of the return.
There are more words, from two different struggles on Earth that extraterrestrially derive from one and the same speech: "I have a Dream. Peace in our time". It refers to a living vision of peace in our collective time.
PS: Remember, this is where you read it first.
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Wednesday, September 14, 2022
Thursday, September 1, 2022
Introduction of my contactee – Wirginia
Wirginia is the person that I don't always know where I have. One moment here, the next gone. At the same time my solid rock when it comes to my dilemmas. And they are many, I promise.
Openly private
Wirginia is the one who lives next closest to me (on Earth that is). A genuine lone wolf and you might think she's antisocial, but be calm, it only includes humans. She hangs out with many beings, both as a human and on board. Looking at her Facebook page is kind of confronting a question: What are you doing here? (if you're human). Her first Facebook page read: "Online, I'm completely private. Just visible to my closest friends". Then she had to get a new account because she was banned by Facebook permanently because she wrote one post about a purely dimensional topic. Her first and last posts in that geek-ruled dictatorship.
Inner path
Really, take a trip in the mountains together and she disappears on the bare mountain top. Fog, sure, but the visibility is several hundred meters. This is a ludicrous contrast to anyone who thinks that one should open up to get to the higher 5th dimension. She is so closed-minded that she doesn't even think about the fact that she comes and goes as she pleases. The secret is that it requires a closed local time to bring about phasing out of this reality. One method that I don't master is just optimal introversion in and around myself. "Only visible to my closest friends" as it said on Facebook, well not always. So I can say that I get back for how I scared my loved ones before. A girlfriend who looked into my room and didn't see me there was so startled when I got out of there that she screamed loudly and fell over in horror. Yes, there are no smooth ways to re-emerge. It remains only for the surroundings to get used to. Nowadays, it's my turn to do so with Wirginia.
No language boundaries
With inner path also comes inner understanding. Not that I know how many languages she speaks but she is a natural talent when it comes to understanding. It is with inner recognition that bodily universal understanding comes. With that ease also comes the ease of socializing with any being. She is experienced and has met gods, angels, nature beings and all sorts of extraterrestrials. She doesn't call herself a dimensional diplomat. You don't do that when you spend time with all kinds of beings with ease. Where is the diplomacy in that? That way she doesn't appear either. She is, in what is her everyday life. I should erase the word dimensional diplomat from the description of me. I say "hello", shake hands if they have a hand and if they are phased in enough in my reality. Then we sit down and hang out. Unremarkable really, just like Wirginia.
Grease monkey
On board she is with her best friends often, flying machines, that is. That's why I usually present her as a real grease monkey. It is reflected here on Earth as incurably embarking on practical things. Like building her own house for example or fixing people's computer problems. And then know that she does not belong to the generations born with computers. The only thing she was born with was quiet stubbornness and patience. And a great deal of incomprehension as to where the line is drawn to what is considered possible or appropriate. I was about to forget mentioning that as an extraterrestrial she is a pilot. Everyone is a pilot, it's nothing extraordinary, but say there are professional pilots too. She's one of them. She loves it and the machines love her. They purr as she puts her hand on them. I've heard of her being extraterrestrially flying wrecks. I'll take it for fully possible. After all, she hangs out with nature beings and they also do not understand what is impossible.
Warrior of course
She fights like many of us. Standing up to injustice despite impossible odds is part of the spirit of the United Fleet. But she does it her way. Thus there are moves that can put an end to major conflicts without frontal confrontation. She is often with me on my missions so she knows all about how combat in the cosmos is more psychology than superior weapons or mighty energies. She is often with me in my dilemmas I face. She's the one who understands my problems like no one else can, without having lived my life. I'm never front-free. If the situation is not impossible in strength, it is impossible in time. Or I worry that I missed something when it's seemingly calm. Then she is my extra eye and the one I can discuss all my dimensional problems with almost daily. That, to me, is indispensable. But from the impression she makes here on Earth, one can't imagine anything. I'm not sure if she even grasps herself how much she means to me. Just as well that I have said it before I give her the floor:
Wirginia shares
My years in different countries and especially different cities opened my mind to different moods. Mikael had told me about it and it became a sport for me when I came to a new city or country to feel its special atmosphere, its vibrational expression.
The foundation I got from Mikael on his courses, opened me for a new way of seeing my surroundings, as well as the meeting with dimensional contacts and a life on board the United Fleet. The most important thing was not the courses but what I have gained from working with him. Being involved in dimensional things and right after or in the meantime having it explained there is no equivalent to. In addition, receiving instructions and feedback immediately cannot be replaced or taught.
When I became stationary in Sweden in 2013, Mikael contacted me and I immediately started helping him for the new round on Earth. But it wasn't until May 2015, just before the new peace movement started and turned the cosmos, that we started working together daily. During these years, there has been at least one mission and portal visit a day, sometimes more. He never takes a vacation. I am with Mikael to bring peace to our futures from the past, here and now. I just know and remember that we tried this peace work many lives, many times. And now it shall succeed.
I live two lives, one where I made a choice and one as an ordinary person. In the choice I made, therein lies my drive, it comes from within and there is no fear, only determination. When I go into myself and my inner force, I feel myself broadening. It's like a primal force that changes my consciousness. It's a natural part of my everyday reality to encounter a spectrum of beings and parallel events, like my life is being told in several parallel books at once.
As a human being here on Earth, I focus on my inner self. I go within not to lose my self. Now I live discreetly in the woods in a small cabin next to a lake. The silence and closeness of nature is for me a necessary balance to the multifaceted life on board the United Fleet and in battles I fight together with Mikael.
My parallell selves is a part of me. I feel their presence, their way of being and what environments they are in. It's like switching a button on and off, changing the focus is done with one click. My portal skills are from many parallel realities so I easily wander between dimensions. In this way, it can be said that I am extraterrestrial in mind and knowledge from time to time.
On board the United Fleet, I am a technical engineer with the latest extraterrestrial knowledge combined with the technology of nature beings. Together we lay out complicated itineraries and time positions. It is always a pleasure when I drive the largest ships and on special missions I use smaller crafts.
When I'm free, I relax in one of the absolutely wonderful cafes run by nature beings on board. Then I have the best of two realities in one. Their wealth in baked goods and food and the environment they have created is an oasis for my soul. As well as being able to hang out together, without missions or orders, with so many different beings is an abundance of its own. I have many "homes out there" but where I feel most at home is as a neighbor to Mikael, in a steampunk-like world.
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Introduction of my contactee – Sarcha
When the experienced Fleet teacher Mikael gets himself tested, it's by double editions of one Sarcha. Sounds wacky? It's nothing against how comical it is to hang out with multiple Sarchas from different times.
Incomer
Sarcha is my newest incomer. She's not used to her capacity yet, she has it but getting rid of input social norms and assertions takes many years. She unfolds in the sense of a flower and a cabbage. Yes, so she's a blooming heart with everything in it and a head that has lots of unread written pages like leaves she hasn't unfolded yet. It's an art to find what you know before you know it. Remembering the future is a challenge. That's what I help her with. Courage and madness she herself has.
Parallel Selves
Sarcha has her own way of spending time with her parallel selves. Even though a parallel self is part of your self through the ages, you can hang out with them and be one with them too. Sarcha spends time with them and the one of Sarcha's part-selves that I've gotten to know the most is an incredibly eager dark angel. Lively and frisk as my light angel I wrote about in the book: "How angels want to be understood".
My old life
I have been a representative of the United Fleet's educations on Earth. This means that I have been involved in educating on the Fleet Telepathy Test. You are are given 5 different information points. Nothing shall be lost, added, distorted or interpreted. That means 20 possible errors on 5 points. It’s impossible for them to know about it beforehand. I pretend like nothing and then they sit there and wonder afterwards why I'm comparing to a sheet I wrote at the same time.
Sarcha's angel self makes me languid
My challenges I get from that wing kid are like being subjected to that test again. Each time, too. Suddenly, Sarcha can say over the phone that she (the angel that is) wants to say a few words. Yes, I can listen to that, I thought, and thought Sarcha would say them for her. But nope! What does the downy miss do if not come over to me to tell me while Sarcha waits quietly on the phone for her to finish telling me. Do I hear anything? Not one iota, I've got exam fright!
Dread for answers
Thus, switching to listen to an angel is a completely different communication. You need to be in rhythm with their wings. Be prepared for their pictures, their lack in experiencing time etc. Oh, what do you do then? Tells it like it is. I haven't heard anything but... And now we come to the trick... Starting without the slightest hint telling her what the wings said. And what do I get? The exam answers right after by Sarcha because she sees if her angel nods her head happily smiling or not, for every single point of information I tell Sarcha. Sigh!
Charming relation
I prefer graduates who don't put me in exam roles like that but instead conveniently present the answers to me. But I must not complain, they have a charming relationship, human-Sarcha and wing-Sarcha. And so, for example, I can enjoy smiling at hearing the dilemma of having a super-eager angel-self lying next to her, who wants so much on their shared night mission that you can't fall asleep. Lucky I don't have video calls on when she tells me. My smile wouldn't fit wirhin the screen. I like her-them-both just as much, and yes, all the others of her I don't know as well yet.
The missions
I can't tell you about her missions unfortunately. Not now but along the way you will get a picture of what Sarcha is up to. Just a little apropos, talking to yourself and getting good answers isn't so bad. Sarcha does it daily. And rightly so. Her answers come from her own futures. Of course they are different and have different knowledge, they have different bodies and are from different parallel times. But the Sarchas don't notice what I notice: Their charming personality is clearly noticeable through them (her) all. Now I'll leave it to Sarcha to tell you about herself:
Sarcha's story
I have worked closely with Mikael here on Earth since May 2020. He knew who I was, but I didn't know who he was. And, of course, thought I just "happened" to find him while searching for a book. The first contact was a "Hello from me!", along with a picture of a small lizard with big eyes peeking out from behind a leaf. The picture is as telling as his pictures always are, with humor and simplicity, he's kind of a little shy and doesn't want you to see all of him... yet. Since that day, he has been preparing me in little baby steps up to this day. My appearance. To tell you about my existence and what I do.
Over time, I have learned to really listen to what Mikael says. He is his parallel selves, from time to time when he needs to, and his voice changes a little bit and I listen extra carefully. If he notices that I'm being dragged into the wrong mindset, he's using the parallel selves, it's very effective. I stand like in attention, every time and he makes me understand. Everyone wakes up in their own way. In the way Mikael has given me knowledge during this time, he has made it possible for a gentle awakening in me. He has guided me into dealing with my part-selves. And then when my dark angel got the chance, she flew over to talk to Mikael herself.
On board the United Fleet, we know each other through my other parallel selves. One is a nature being, which with her approximately 50cm is reminiscent of a large pixie that is as quick to fill pint glasses as she is happy to dance. When I see her behind the bar counter, it's like standing in a normal-sized inn, it's like I've shrunk myself. This girl rarely sits still and always has something going on. But when Mikael is visiting, she too can sit calmly and listen to what he is telling.
In one of the futures, I also have a parallel self that is what you call scribe, she usually sits with her sister, when she writes the time in the future. So do I here, along with my dark angel. I have a place at home where we usually sit when we "write time". One day I felt like redecorating that room, but, no, that I could not, she said. Why not? That particular location is paired (like two portals) with their location aboard the Fleet. I'll try to explain.
When I sit at home on Earth and write with my dark angel, it is written at the same time by one of my parallel selves on the United Fleet. When what is written here is simultaneously written there, in the future, the future is written and rewritten by the past. When the common future is rewritten, it comes closer to ours and in this way we are written together. Like two chronicles side by side closing to become one. It is noticeable when what I have written here "has gone through", then she can e.g. give me a picture of people toasting in the small cozy servings on board, and I get confirmation that I have done the right thing. We speak to each other in pictures and feelings.
My dark angel and I are together every day, and night. In the evening we kind of have an ingrained routine, we watch a series or a movie and we take turns choosing what to watch. We can sit there until late, and when it's time for me to get ready for the night, she usually goes away for a while to come back just as I turn off the bedside lamp. Then we say good night and then we start talking about what our nightly mission will be about. In the morning, she is often off on hers, until it's time to make the bed, because then she wants to join in and then we usually talk about how the mission went.
During the day, I often sit in that special place and write, and next to me sits my dark angel. But it's not just us, several other members of the group are also involved in this important work, they are all equally involved. One day while I was sitting with my writing, I was so hungry for ice cream, so I went out to the freezer and was going to take out the ice cream... there was none. Okay then, I said, we'll have to settle and take it later. Back at the desk, my dark angel is raving about that ice cream, and I say we'll get more home later. Then I start sneezing, and again, and again. I run sneezing out to the bathroom for paper, and realize that she's been joined by one of my other part-selves, a gray angel... who happens to be an expert at tickling me in the back of my nose (with her wing) when she wants my attention. Okay then, I bike down to the store right away, for ice cream. Part-selves definitely have their own will even though we in the soul are really one.
Sometimes my dark angel needs to go away on something important, and she always tells me beforehand. The first time it happened, it felt empty when she wasn't here, and I thought about how long she would be gone. Only half an hour later she came back, and I asked what she had had time to do during that short time. Among other things, she had been to a long meeting with others from her home and they had worked out agreements regarding space travel. I mentioned this to Michael and he explained that half an hour for us can be about two weeks out there, depending on which plane you are on. Yes, nowadays it is nothing strange, this with the different times. But my parallel selves and I can't wait for us to share time together.
In the way that I and my parallel selves from different times work together, we undermine for all hindering villains. We search, find, investigate and expose. With combined force, i.e. me with several parallel selves, we are spot on. Our gazes go through dimensions from complementary directions and illuminate what wants to be hidden. I see the whole picture, and make my way behind the veil. The more resistance I get, the closer I understand I've gotten. And the more I unveil, the weaker the actor becomes. Gods and actors in the cosmos prefer to be hidden. Because then they can control and influence without anyone understanding what is happening. By exposing their activities behind the scenes of the dimensions, they are undermined. This is only possible when you work on several planes at the same time and for that you need collaboration between the part-selves.
Justice is a common thread in me through all my parallel selves. What drives me is equal value to all beings in the cosmos. My group of parallel selves are represented in lots of different times and in lots of places, in all zones, light, gray and dark. With wings and without, with tail and with fins, with branches and, yes, they all look different. That's what I call diversity and they all have an equal right to exist and be happy. They are all parts of me, multidimensional Sarcha. Now I am facing my new challenge, to be public for the first time as a human and with what I work with.
Introduction of my contactee – the Mariann
What is not visible outwardly is all the greater. In my case, life-changing. That is how I want to begin my presentation of the Mariann.
The Mariann
Mariann is her name as a human being, but as the pixies says when there is only one such lovely specimen that is like her, it is definite form that applies, i.e. the Mariann (Mariannen in Swedish). She is a lot and, well, I can say that what I have written about brownies, pixies and others, is only a small part of her life. That I write often about the little ones is because the little ones are not dimensional work for me, just pleasure. That's kind of the nice side of my diplomatic life.
The life medic
The tough side of my life is far beyond what most people can understand. Each of us who finds ourselves at the front of battles needs his or her own life medic. A universally knowledgeable one who knows how to get you in particular back together after missions. Who knows all about all kinds of toxic matter and can get it out fast. If it stays in the body, it can quickly become serious because if it is phased in (materialized), the damage can become permanent or, in the worst case, become life-threatening.
She has an intense job, because say when I'm not the rebel at the front and liberating. She often piece me together daily, patiently. Also, when the injuries are serious, she gets to work on getting me back into my body as well. Together we have found many good methods to locate, loosen barbs with the slightest pain, drain poison, get parasites out and much more. I could easily write a book about just this but to get to the important point as straight as I can, I say: Without the Mariann as a life medic, I wouldn't have survived.
The home guard
To make a comparison to nature beings: When pixies goes out of the house to defend The Mother, they do what only they can. Empty, the house empty, the forests empty and not just on boys, nope, girls too goes out to defend, of course. Everyone is out except for a few small ones whose life is at home doing crafts. It's these ones who makes sure that when the armies returns home, they have a home to come to. That's the home guard and the Mariann is one of those.
The story reader
The Mariann is my publisher, copy-editor and neighbor. This means daily walks between our houses. Reading aloud gives a much better sense of flow so it will be every time the script is printed. Reading aloud is story reading time for brownies. Then we all gather in her room by the fireplace for the reading aloud. Now brownies have a lot of say at her house. Tea and script cake is required, otherwise it will not be possible to read. And it'll be the Mariann who reads as I read too fast because I am still ashamed of my works, so I like to haste a little. The Mariann reads them as one should. Words are like script cakes, you should have plenty of time to taste them, all of them.
The portal guardian
Flower portals are rare but Mariannen has one in her kitchen. She has almost as many as I have in my house but my flower portal is 10 meters outside the house. Therefore, her house is a natural gathering place for us and often Wirginia as well. the Mariann is so at home with the portals that she doesn't say anything. For example, when I was sitting on the throne and was about to drop a brick and found myself ending up at an extraterrestrial conference, with the roll of paper in my hand! I rushed out and asked why she hadn't said anything! No, it was so obvious so it was nothing. The next one was when I happened to sit down at her UFO spot and she didn't say anything then either. That's the downside of being as experienced as me, you take for granted that I know everything. In any case, I don't know if there's a portal on the toilet until I'm stuck in the dilemma.
The diplomat
Mariannen is experienced like few. That's easy when you are close to me. My everyday life is in and out of different realities. This means that Mariannen is an experienced diplomat. She recognizes lots of different types of visitors, knows how to communicate with them and understands them. Diplomacy or dimensional diplomat are not words she uses, it's so obvious to respond to them that she doesn't think about it. Instead, she offers them a place at the kitchen table and puts on tea. Now for her words:
The Mariann shares
Full house
I am fortunate that I have a large house, garden and a forest hill so all beings of various kinds find their favorite accommodation with me. The small beings who are with me daily are the Mini-Scripts (I gave them that name. A particular race of pixies, 40 cm in hight). They came into my life one day when I was copy-editing at my desk, which was filled with script paper from Mikael. Script for the book "The way angels want to be understood" I think it was.
The entry of Mini-Scripts
When Mikael entered the room, he noticed that something was different in the room, a quiet focus, a bit like the atmosphere of a library. Later noticed more and more of their personality and how they created their accommodation in the room next to my publishing office. My life has been enriched so by living next door to the Mini-Scripts. With their interest in books, they give me drive and inspiration. So you could say that Mikael has more publishers than just me.
Never too late for a new profession
As a pensioner, I took the exciting job of being a publisher with transformative cosmic events every day. Scripts are in stacks and that's just the beginning of all the books he's written, waiting to be published and read. And I enjoy reading them, they are all equally timeless depictions with so many new and thought-provoking ways of seeing different realities. When others take "one-a-day vitamin", I get a refreshing brain-office-rush.
A live portal key
Yes, I have portals but it is with Mikael it happens. He unlocks at lightning speed and quickly you're there. Through this, I have gained my understanding of how a human being can be a living portal key. When he turns the key, he turns the whole reality. "Poof" and you're somewhere else and everything around disappears. I'm probably, as Mikael says, more hardened than I realize. With Wirginia it is the same, although not as dramatic as with Mikael, she is less stormy. It's more like suddenly you see one more empty cup on the table afterwards.
What I'm involved in, I get to read about
For me, Mikael's books are not just books, I am on the fringes of what is happening. The incredible events turn into reality that happens in another time. When I get to read about what I've been through with Mikael, it lands and settles into place in my mind. I'm in direct report from the cosmos. I think it's helped me get hardened as he calls it.
The portal visits
Wirginia and I take turns to be anchors and intermediaries and document reactions and events at the daily portal openings. With one leg in this reality and one in the portal, I see and hear what dimension Mikael is in and who he meets. I never cease to marvel that there are constantly new events and beings that Mikael encounters. But as he says "The cosmos is a very big place".
Healing of multiple bodies
Late in life came my search for peace and purpose for my soul, so when I found Mikael's books, courses, and himself, I felt that here is what I was looking for, like coming home. I gave myself a weekend course about Nature Beings as a birthday present and it opened up a whole new world for me. Then continued to go Omnihelande I – III (a curative course) and that's the foundation I rest in as I cleanse and cure bodies here and in many parallel times.
The office is cosmic relaxation
As a balance to the dimensional/cosmic life, I cave in to bookkeeping, scripts to be edited and pack and send ordered books. A break in the summer is usually to drive the new riding mower that we have invested in together. Mikael is a hedge digger for us and I a lawnmower for him, who's chugging by from time to time like a true pensioner on the lowest gear.
Introduction of my contactee – Stella
Who are they? My colleagues and contactees. I'll start with my undefeated warrioress Stella.
My boss
Stella is no rising star. She's my boss on board the United Fleet. We have many relationships because we exist in many parallel times and thus many bodies and missions. On board the United Fleet, she oversees large parts of the organization and efforts concerning the Earth, nature beings and humans.
Problem solver
She is most often on the run on the Fleet and is needed everywhere. It can be said that her function is often to be a problem solver. Consultant would be the wrong word because when some are stuck, they are stuck in old thoughts regardless of the subject. Stella, who partly is like 100% pixie, knows the saying well and lives it. "If it's going to be rethought, they're going to be pixies doing it." But also being a problem solver is a false description because she doesn't focus on the problem like those who get stuck do. No, she focuses on the solution. She'd rather not finish listen to the explanation of the problems because for her it's just a lineup of thoughts that are stuck. "Speed up and get to the heart of the problem so I can give you the solution. I have 13 more meetings after this." It's not properly cited but gives a sense of how she's like.
The contact card
She always has a wonderful flock of nature beings around her and with her. My contact card I have for her is a photo of her shoes! It's true! So, if I'm going to get a hold of her, I can't use a photo with a background because it can make me aim the wrong way. So when I can't find her, it's the shoes I'm looking for because there I'm sure she is, even when she's on the go. Our day is often night on board so it happens that I get there when Stella is sleeping. Then I come to a little night pixie that has as her task to watch over her at night. She often sits and crochets and offers me a small glass of lemonade as we sit there and whisper for a little while.
In battles
In cosmic wars, we often fight side by side but rarely in the same army. She has a reputation, justified such, of intimidation long before a blow. Her names are known, one of which can be translated as God Killer. Without her, the children of the Mother (nature beings) would not have been lasted. Stella is the most impatient of us. If it's not before or during a battle, she can't wait. Stella is like a pack of wolves facing the defense of the Realm of the Mother. They impatiently roam all the time in a giant flock, often in figure eight, and then, when the signal is given rush right on without thought of their own life. 'Full frontal assault' is her melody. It may look simple but requires precision, both psychologically and in terms of timing of all units and their movements. It usually brings the least losses and she cares about her warriors, believe me. Every single one.
The conclusive step
Now I have forgotten what year it was but I remember well our secret negotiations and my joy when she chose to take the risky but absolutely crucial step of boarding and becoming part of the United Fleet. The danger was that then she would become visible or more visible than before. We also discussed it on Earth, which we do because human perspectives are crucial for informed decisions. I dare not think about if she'd not joined. If not, the decisive offensive for the Mother hadn't been set in motion in January 2020. We also met in the phase when she weighed whether to leave Earth with human completely. Then she would retreat to the Realm of the Mother and for good closed the door.
More roles
We all have our life medics and I am Stella's here on Earth. I'm the one who piece her together after battles and/or attacks. They know how we people work on Earth so they've gone after her four-legged friends. I've saved their lives a few times. Stella, or rather whoever she is behind, is coveted. She has eluded patriarchy for millennia. Either way, healing injuries is necessary to regain full force. Injuries in parallel bodies are all noticeable here and some of the injuries can develop into serious illnesses in human bodies. Briefly described is that I find the damage here on Earth. Led by the pain, and then I can pull out a spear and heal there. I am an experienced life medic and use anesthesia afterwards because then my patient comes in deep final healing sleep. All pains and symptoms have ceased when they wake up.
Telepathic reporting
We talk often but not always. Reporting between us on Earth is often quite funny. We call on the phone not knowing why, feel like we have something to say but just exchange a few words. Then there's the telepathic transmission, the one that's between some of our part selves. I mean, we as human beings are carriers of so many part-selves that we become like living connection centers. The funniest thing is when we both say we have nothing more to say and so we haven't talked for 15 minutes. Hangs up.
As in heaven
Of course Stella has a job on Earth but it's not within what I can talk about. She's down to earth, hands-on and sharp as hell. I love her sharp skills. I get a shudder at her ability to verbalize and even more so her sharp and quick intellect. I enjoy traits like that. If plans roll on as they should, which there is nothing else to indicate, you will find her more public in near future. She'll take over when I am leaving. However, we seem to be getting an overlap time, according to recent changes of time. Now I leave the floor to Stella herself:
Stella's story
I am human here on Earth. With all that this entails. I face the same challenges as everyone here, like relationships, finances and job. What sets me apart from many is that I analyze, see problems from more aspects and through more planes. What I choose to act on is always a conscious choice. Without Mikael, I wouldn't have found a home in myself. I have been subjected to rough attacks with deep wounds. The wounds are today closed but are visible – albeit bleached – scars. You don't reach me through my wounds but I'm too damaged to unfold my full potential here on Earth.
Despite my injuries, I am always me, albeit in new in-depth form. I am always looking for references and reference points to verify my experiences and what I actively choose to act on. I don't act in affect — I choose.
I always stand up for justice. I see through lies, fake games and hidden agendas with ease. No one escapes my gaze and mind. This makes many people afraid of me, showing the naked reality is something that scares people. It took me a long time to understand that people get scared of me which is completely incomprehensible to me. I am not the one who created the naked truth I show by exposing the lie. Still, it's me people get scared of. It's like shooting the messenger because you don't want to hear the message.
I have fought many battles, both here on Earth and on other planes, in other galaxies. Even though they express themselves differently depending on where I am and what it is, they are always the same within. It is always an honor to be trusted to lead an army to battle with everyone who follows me, everyone who fights our wars. I haven't started any war, every war is a defense. I have been under attack since I was born, both here on Earth and in the cosmos. I breathe defense and self-defense and choose to put myself first in the front line.
My introduction to the Fleet quickly became very active. I started by jogging around, didn't have the peace of mind to sit still. Meetings were always on a standing or jogging foot. Quickly, more people on the United Fleet joined me and we are all focused on the Mother and Earth. What is happening on Earth is a terrible assault on everything she stands for, all the life she has given. They don't only want to wipe her out but modify her with their own technology so that she will forever be distorted beyond recognition.
Pixies and all the beings of the Mother are a completely natural part of my everyday life. It was Mikael who made me realize that what I experienced as natural, obvious and warm are other beings. They've always been with me and are here now, they're a part of me. I hear them more easily today and they talk from inside me. It's like a natural inner voice and I get it verified by Mikael who is being able to repeat the exact words and sentences they've told me. Telepathy sounds too strange, this is my everyday life.
I have had many visitors to my House over the years. It always starts the same, they are taught the rules of the House that here we all take care of each other. If you do not understand, you take the help of an interpreter, that you do not hear is not an excuse for not taking care of one another. Then we great them all quite equally, we start by showing where the food is and where they can sleep. Then we live together and it is up to the being, God or another, to coexist with us. Several Gods have released their distance between their atoms to be our size.
I'm not a verbose woman. I am a warrior with a warm inside. I'm happy to answer questions! You find me on Patreon.
My contactees behind the scene
Being a contactee is incredibly exhausting and also risky. It wares on you and few manage more than 9 months. Here's my core team which more than endured. Without them, I would not be able to offer you independently verified reports.
The team
I have four closest to me. Stella, Wirginia, Mariannen and now Sarcha as well. I also have a small training group for the upcoming contacts. It's difficult to educate as many end up flipping mentally, often the last week before I'm going to introduce them to the last step. It happens despite me training privately for at least a year. It is not primarily the physical hardships that are the problem, but the slightest lack of mental stability becomes apparent in a portal. Let me explain.
The double-edged step
Portals open in two directions, always. Outward to another place and/or time. It's staggering like no one can imagine until they've had to take the plunge. It often provides several months of processing afterwards and in some cases additional years before everything is put in place. I usually recommend writing and writing and writing for it to settle within. But what staggers even more and can lead to collapse is that portals also open inwards! Everything you didn't know was repressed within you is flooding you. All repressed anxiety suddenly has no distance as protection. Time disappears in the portal and it is time that gives you distance from trauma.
Flip to fanaticism
Most inappropriate to enter portals are those who are cocky and believe that they can face all the darkness and that no one can reach them. Those who are not even to be counted in are all alleged light workers who fight bad energies and the darkness. They have a built-up imaginary realm between them and their repressed traumas. I've made attempts but it always backfires, and additionally they can become dangerous because they rebuild their realm by becoming fanatical so their realm doesn't collapse (again). I don't know if you thought about the fact that I never talk about dangerous energies or evil. War due to different interests and lack of understanding I mention, but that is from my life as a dimensional diplomat.
Self sifting
My small training group was not told for the first 6 months that they were a training group for future dimensional contact. In this way, I avoided the inappropriate ones staying because they wanted to become something important. The ones I have left have stayed because they are committed to the cosmic work. Of the original 90, soon 1/3 is left. Opening dimensionally raises a dangerous tendency that corresponds to manic depression – Thus, switching from immensely inhibiting prohibitions to do, to becoming manic. The equivalent is found in being – To switch from being a depressed nobody, to being God, savior or great master. You can't imagine how many times I've seen this. Such a waste when genuine multidimensional life stood waiting right in front of them.
The ones I have now are amazing
Through them, I can deliver independently confirmed cosmic reports. I get constant updates on the situation in different ways. And how would I do without my personal life medic? They are persistent and strive with the same determination as I do. This requires determination to cope day in and day out between hope and new challenges. No one would have known they exist if they hadn't emerged from the trenches defending the Mother, to briefly introduce themselves. You get to know them a little more in their presentations – The contactees behind the scenes.
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On Patreon you can ask them questions
I'll introduce them over time over the coming week. They are also featured on Patreon and can answer questions under their respective posts. Take the opportunity to be curious when you can!
- Stella – One of my veterans who endured and whom I've featured before. Without her, nature beings would not have the leader who inspires them to rise up against the oppression of the Mother.
- The Mariann – What you didn't know about how advanced of a life medic she is and everything she's up to when portals open up.
- Wirginia – A reliable rock that is a natural portal walker.
- Sarcha – My newcomer who is an ace in spending time with her future selves.
You can find them and lots more on my new channel: https://www.patreon.com/unitedfleet