Zeta Web

Iteesha stood upon her Sphere, no longer able to re-merge herself with it. Sorrow began to ring through her as the urge to be surrounded by others like herself started to grow within the cells of her body. She began to think and imagine new dreams which rippled out into the darkness.

Stellar lines of thoughts criss-crossed and wove themselves together until a large web like crystalline pattern hung like a snowflake in the darkness. As she looked upon this form, a new and exciting thought began to form in her mind. Could she awaken and activate this structure of her own thoughts? Could she breathe life into it and create life like those before her?

With the energy given to her from the Unesseia, her lifeblood, and her urge to create through love, she sent a thought. It was a thought so whole, so powerful, it carried her consciousness through the darkness and, as it hit upon the Web, it shattered into a thousand tiny pieces. It cascaded like showers of liquid light into the web, awakening it, giving it life. The Zeta were born.

Each Zeta, an idea, a dream, was given life from Iteesha's pure intent. Working as a whole unified mind, the Zeta's took the ideas that had been given from above and structured them into conceptual theories, concepts that would later become experimental dimensional experiences. They dreamed and created dimensional realities capable of housing beings connected to the Web as a whole, yet also individually experiencing themselves as unique and singular identities.


The Web's strands twisted and wove the ideas together, adding to the pattern, creating a giant evolutionary ladder. This ladder held all the ideas, all the ingredients to create beings to live upon the worlds they had imagined. Alloya had almond shaped eyes, eyes that strongly represented the little greys or, as I'd rather refer to them, the Zeta. I had always been fascinated with the Zeta. I had strange dreams, dreams where I was Zeta on the home world. I felt like they were watching me. I must admit I thought I should be scared but I wasn't.


They seemed friendly in an unemotional sort of way.

I found that whilst dancing to weird dark trance techno, they would enter my body. My body was fine with it as it felt strangely pleasant, even sexual, but my mind would disappear. I would literally be a Zeta. I could feel my perspective on the world changing. They seem to look upon reality and see the web-like structures, the pattern or blueprint that reality hangs upon. They channeled through me the following:

We can move, realign, and rearrange whole pictures of reality by understanding the workings of reality at a deep level. We rearrange it according to preset cosmic .They exist on a very high mental plane. They let their emotional bodies entropy in order to achieve their state of mental agility. They do not appear to have emotional bodies.


Their whole level of consciousness is very similar to a computer and can seem extremely alien to us because we experience deep levels of emotion. They are capable of time travel on an atomic level. They also use mind maps of the universe to travel great distances. It is very hard to understand them, as they are extremely alien to our way of thinking. They experience themselves as the 'WE', as we experience our-selves as the 'I'. If you tune into them. you will know what I mean.

Working as a 'WE' consciousness, they are singular and separate in form yet work as a whole mass mind, moving like a swarm of bees or a flock of birds. They sent my rational mind into absolute turmoil. Their whole way of looking at things was so radically different from my usual ego-based rational approach that I thought I was losing my mind. Worse still, perhaps I was being taken over by some weird, evil, alien entity.

Without an emotional body that I could recognize, they worked not unlike a huge intricate and highly complex computer system. Their whole nature works on a level above polarity, and without the comfort to me of their having an emotional body, they frightened the hell out of me. They saw nothing wrong with either good or bad experience. They moved me to see the inner workings of reality and how the mind creates realities around itself. These were mirror images of its conscious awareness. They told me that they were formulators of reality, taking inventive ideas from other dimensions above, and working them into intricate formulas that later manifested on denser dimensions as reality that could be perceived.

The Web exists on a dimensional reality that is slightly denser in form than The Unesseia. As far as my understanding will allow, the Zeta is a giant network of beings that exist in civilizations upon dense physical planets. They are quite close to humans as they are very close in our genetic makeup. However, their perspective, the way they look at reality, is very different to ours.

They seem to see reality as patterns; complex structures made of thought. Instead of experiencing reality and themselves as predominantly physical as we do, they see their world as layers upon layers of thought that are manifesting. They see everything as separate constructs, yet all intricately tied together as one synergized entity. They experience themselves as one whole mind made up of separate individual components functioning as one.

They showed me, by playful and creative example, how my physical reality was formed. They taught me how the many levels of our interaction are mirror experiences designed to allow us to see our true natures. They played with me, taking me on many mind warping reality shifts, allowing me to see how finely tuned the whole universal system was.

One of these incidents occurred when I was with a group of friends. The Zeta entered me more strongly than before. It was as if the right side of my body were Zeta and the left was my sense of 'I'. It was a very strange and a little frightening. I got to experience the disappearance of my sense of self. I was part of a giant 'WE' consciousness. I went through so many levels of fear; I could literally feel them rewiring my circuits in left side my brain.

They used a special form of communication that can only be described as binary code. My friend started to channel. The Zeta told me that she was talking about my sense of 'I' so that I could hear my truth. I listened to what she had to say. She was aware of what she was doing.

As I listened, I would hear truth and then she would talk but the words did not ring true. The Zeta said this is the truth and bullshit game. When she says your truth, then stand up, and when she tells you your bullshit, sit down. Without any control on my part, I had no choice but to do this It was if my body had been taken over. My friend said that she could see the Zeta in the right side of my body. It fascinated her. She was also completely aware of what I was going through as she was holding my integrity as Alloya or I could lose myself.

After some time, I began to get tired so I stamped my foot and said, " I don't want to do this any more. Can't I just have the feeling in my stomach or something." It was amazing. I could literally feel my stomach responding to the truth and going flat with the bullshit. To this day, I have used this as a gauge to weed out the truth.

Their energies were very strange and caused me to cry out in the strangeness of the sensations as they rewired my brain. I looked out and saw everything being an aspect of myself, a representation of some part of psyche and Spirit. It was very overwhelming.

Everywhere I looked, I could see aspects of myself. It was then that the Zeta said,

"Close your eyes."

I did. I could see loads of Zeta faces looking at me. They said,

"It is at times like these that you close your eyes and know who you are."

I immediately thought, 'I AM'.

As I did this, all the faces merged into one Zeta face and it was Alloya. I knew then that they were aspects of myself and I was one of them. I was indeed an alien. They taught me the significance of what your mind experiences as reality, and how we can all live in totally separate reality states.

The things I was experiencing should have been bizarre to the two boys in the room. When I apologized to them for being weird, they said they didn't see me as being weird at all. It was then that I realized the Zeta had completely altered my reality, and I was no longer on the same level as the two boys were. I was to have many more encounters with the Zeta.


They were the cosmic jokers in the pack. I spent many weird hours of amusement with them. They seemed to want to dance through me, a dance with such intricate hand movements. It allowed me to rearrange not only my own energy fields, but also the energy bodies of those around me. I realigned web-like structures in the mental plane allowing for creative and evolutionary happenings to occur. Reality shifts happened at parties, and social chats. All who experienced them, whether they were consciously aware of it or not, were moved by them. They had their perspectives on reality radically altered by their presence.

I used the Zeta's talents of working with the mental body to realign other people's brains in my healing sessions. This helped people remove what they called 'devolutionary mind states and patterns'. I was fascinated by the dance. I could see myself making etherical patterns in the air. I was forming ideas to manifest on the physical plane. I realized that I was helping align our realities to the Zeta and was allowing others to experience them also. My friend was introduced to them at a party one night.

I watched as they entered her body. I saw their faces shimmer across her face. It moved me to tears. She then got up and began to dance the exact same dance. Together we were literally changing the energy of the room. What we in fact did was create a space so the angelic counter-parts could be introduced to their earthly partners. I was told that she and I had created the space.

Integrating my Zeta self was an incredible experience even though those around me thought I was losing it. I felt completely alien. The idea of being this physical body appalled me, as did the gender of sex. I referred to the body as 'The body.' I would say things like "The body wants a drink."


Those around me found it very difficult to handle. I was at home totally. I must admit I lost it a little in the whole situation. I felt completely non-human and detached from my loved ones. It was only when the Zeta were totally integrated that I seemed human again. However, I felt that now I was Zeta plus.

When I had finished integrating the various aspects, I would be rewarded by something happening in my outside reality. I went to a party and was introduced to this guy. I just said, "Hello" and went off to dance. He knew absolutely nothing about me, and yet he said that from the time I met him, he had "The girl's an alien" going around and around in his head. It disturbed him so much that he told a mutual friend who later told me.


What confirmation. ! I could no longer deny what I was becoming.

As the Zeta analyzed those they imagined, they created a great gene pool of ideas. Some of their ideas failed and fell short of their purposes. Each one had its unique creative talent. Gathering all the best ingredients from each of their ideas, they spun together their ideas like silks of colored light. Slowly the warp and the weft wove itself together into intricate patterns until a new form, a new creature, stood proudly before them. Alustra, The Dragon, was his name, a conceptual idea taking shape and form. Contained within it was a message that could be communicated through the idea that came from the highest source, the Star.

With eyes to see and ears to hear, Alustra's mind was powerful and wise, holding within it many secrets for those he encountered to discover. With scales of light to represent the many ideas that had created him and a voice of fire in which to sing his song, his voice could be heard ringing through the universe.


With a tail to steer him and a pair of giant powerful-feathered wings to propel him, he set off on his magical journey, his quest in flight through space and time. The Zeta held their breath in awe as they saw him take to the air and fly in spirals out into the unknown darkness, seeking out information he could transmit back to be stored within the Web.


A mighty dragon energy that represented the ley lines that flow throughout the universe. He taught me the magic in objects. Through his guidance, I realized that every action can be a part of a ritual if applied with intent. Alustra is unlike the other entities I have experienced. They are based in one place, whereas Alustra seems to come from everywhere. He is a great cosmic dragon. He is a psychic, astral entity that exists on a realm that you could call imagination. He seems to live in a world of myths and legends where unicorns and the like exist side by side with ancient civilizations.

He operates on a level of higher mass consciousness, which is where our archaic records are. Within this realm, are all records of past, present, and future realities. He is capable of time travel. He does this in the most amazing way; he recreates himself where he wants to be. He has a great awareness of cycles and movement. His energy helps ascend the etherical and astral bodies into higher light bodies. He is the activator of the Merkabar vehicle that allows you to consciously project yourself into any time or space.

Working with him, I saw the pattern in time. He taught me how to energetically decode DNA. He represented the aspect that records all the information of soul. He channeled through me energy that released karma and realigned people in soul agreement relationships. Alustra allowed me to see the creative imagination energy at work in my reality. He danced around me for some time, hiding every time I thought I could see him, a mysterious and fascinating entity. He taught me how to see the plays that unfolded in my everyday awareness.


By using my imagination, I could see a drama of cosmic significance in every interaction in my life. He showed me with stunning and amazing clarity how even though we like to think of lives as being past lives, they are, in fact, going on at the same time.

He taught me how to tap into myths and legends in the mass consciousness. I began to live many different times all in the same space. With Alustra's help, I learned how to decode the information stored within the DNA and release etherical implants that had been put there to hinder my spiritual growth. Whilst I was working very closely with him, my whole life seemed to grow and blossom into one great fairy tale.

This is where 'The Story' began.


I cannot tell it for it is not mine to tell. For my friend began to tap into this realm and we lived in the fairy tale together. She was indeed a dragon, too; she helped guide me to integrate this particular aspect. Let's just say that she began to write and draw the characters of a mighty story. It was an Atlantean story where all the members of our close friends were main characters. It wasn't like we chose them for each character; each person over a space of months would literally act our story symbolically in their life in the way they behaved and reacted to life. The symbolic nature made it a very creative and inspiring time.

I will never forget the night when Alustra decided to totally integrate into my body. I was at a party. It seemed so unreal. These parties were beginning to become very creative. I could see myself in other people. It was so obvious to me that they would represent different aspects of myself and channels information from their particular perspective.

Alustra flew in spirals in my mind's eye and then entered my body. Being Alustra, I could feel all my files, my records going back to God. It was explained to me how the aspect that was 'I' on the highest level was accessing my information and that I was the first gardener of creation to come home with the harvest.

It is at this point that I feel I need to explain something to you. I was living in a paradox. I was experiencing myself as all the different aspects and, yet, was also totally aware of myself, experiencing it, too. I could see my friends being themselves but also representing different aspects of myself. How can I explain this further? It was as if two realities were going on in the same space.

For example, I was sitting on a chair when Alustra began to download my information. At my feet, resting against the chair, was a very close friend of mine. He had represented the Source during the night. You could say to me in my reality that he was channeling the aspect of himself that is the Source. He was channeling it so strongly and completely that he had become the Source looking out of human eyes. Amazed at this, I asked him if he knew he was the Source. " Of course," he said and smiled.

I could feel the connection that was going on between us. He was the Source and I was Alustra, downloading my information to him. I lay my head on his neck; feeling like light ,in information ,as it streamed out of my third eye. When the process was complete, another friend came into the room carrying tea. She passed me a cup. As I turned it round to hold it, I was amazed at what it said on it. Under a picture of a vegetable garden were the words, " Number One Gardener." What confirmation!

Alustra is a wise and knowledgeable entity and of a high intelligence. He seemed to be a bridge between the higher spiritual and mental selves and the emotional and more human selves. He uses his wings to fly from within the creative space of my imagination to ground his vision within my physical realm. Whilst I was working closely with him, my whole life seemed to grow and blossom into one great fairy tale.


He awoke my dormant childlike imagination and gave me the trust to allow my mind to expand without limits, knowing I was safe and secure, nestled in his energies.



Alustra flew far and wide discovering many star systems and galaxies. Contained within these systems was information and he gathered it and sent it back to the Zeta. Great cosmic currents took him far from his original home. Finally, he hovered above the heavenly realms of the beautiful planet, Earth. The heavens swirling beneath him were shimmering colors of rainbow light.


They were all touched with silver and gold of the highest stars. Mesmerized by the exquisite patterns, he, too, created a being from the color and sound. As the sounds beneath him created a symphony of light, his heart was moved and as he quivered with the vibration, a single lone feather fell from his powerful-feathered wing.


As the feather floated silently down, circling within the currents of the heavens below, he watched in awe as the love he had felt wove about itself the most beautiful being he had ever seen, an angel of rainbow light. Shektar was her name, with wings of love and light in which to fly. All who looked upon her were overwhelmed by the love from her heart; it glowed like the embers of a sacred fire.

Alustra watched as she shimmered and hovered in grace and love in her heavenly realm. With held breath, he watched as she unfolded her wings and took flight, rippling the very light and sound that surrounded her, moving all in exquisite bliss as she flew near by. She glided and flew upon the currents of the uppermost strata of the heavens of love, not wanting for anything else than to express and give her love to all whom looked upon her radiance. Circling and spiralling down, her attention was captivated by the watery emotional realms below.


Alustra sighed as she disappeared from his sight.

Shektar was so beautiful with wings of turquoise and silver. Her beauty and grace warmed me like the sun on a summer's morning. I could not believe the amount of love that I felt for her. She opened up my heart and allowed me to see the vulnerability that was inside. I felt so na´ve and cherished in her presence. As she enveloped me within her wings, I moved into the very purest part of my Soul. All darkness was kept at bay by the blinding light that radiated from her being. She hovered and shimmered in front of me.

Her whole form looked as if it were breathing with the gentle ripple of her wings. Shektar warmed my very being, sheltering me against the harsh winds of everyday reality. She gave me a free and safe environment in which to truly awaken my pure inner child. She guided me to see that my weakest moments could also be great moments of hope and strength. She helped me heal. She opened up my heart, which had been locked away, and she allowed the floodgates to open.


I felt so safe and secure with her wings around me that my emotions of pain and hurt flooded out, leaving me feeling clearer and more purposeful. I was becoming more aware of who I really was. Within these feelings were signs and messages, signposts pointing me in new and exciting directions, directions that would ultimately lead me to discover more of the aspects of the selves and their individual expressions.

A few months went by. Working closely with my angel, Shektar, I was able to heal enough pain that I could start to move forward on to my path with confidence. My service began to develop. I learned, or rather remembered, that I was a healer and began to dedicate myself to healing using Shektar's energy. I had some quite remarkable results. She showed me how to hold people in their truth by placing my hands on certain parts of their body and holding a pure thought that they were perfect.

I would watch as I lay my hands on people's hearts and they would instantly cry, releasing pain from the heart centre. She showed me how to see the beauty, not only of myself, but of others, too. All who experienced her felt honored and loved by her. Other people have commented to me how they had called upon her in hours of worry and had felt her unmistakable presence surrounding them.

Spending hours and hours communicating with Shektar, I learned about the nature of angels and their connection to us on Earth. Shektar explained to me that she was a Solar Angel, her place of origin, our Solar Source, the Sun.

Shektar said,

"The sun and all the myriad stars in the night sky are portals, the pure concentrated energy of God. The Source projects its energy as light through these portals to penetrate your dimension. Angels, such as I, act like prismed crystals reflecting the pure white light of God. I am like a prism differentiating the light into many colors or aspects."

She explained to me that there are different frequencies of love. It is as if there is red love, green love, and violet love. All is love yet of different vibrations.

All angelics work on different rays. Shektar is an angel of the turquoise ray. In order to more fully understand the nature of angels and their function, Shektar guided me through a visualization where I saw a symbolic representation of God. I saw God as a giant white light. From God, beams of light radiated out in all directions. These beams were not individual or defined. The beams began to criss-cross; beginning to make up a mighty grid which creation and all its dimensions exists upon. At each angle of this complex grid (which resembled a snowflake pattern) was an angel. Angel, angle, amazing the play on words. Angels allow the undefined light of God to become differentiated.

She also went on to say,

"We are non-physical energetic beings whose function is to guide all manifested beings. We are the non-physical counterpart of the self that experiences a denser reality. Our sole purpose is to be a guide of love and support. Some angels are the guardians of the land, the elements, animals, plants, etc. Archangels hold in grace whole planets and solar systems. I guide and support you through your earthly existence."

Intrigued, I asked her about the dark angels. I was surprised at her response.

"They are still God's love manifested and hold you in grace, too. They allow everyone to experience negativity and dense realities. They are merely angels working on the dark ray. Their constant dedication to their purpose or function allows you to tap into different levels of energy because they magnify or hold this energy in which you experience."

Shektar began to guide me to certain books that somehow seemed as if I had written them. The words would somehow jump out at me and resound through me as truth. There was no denying it; the truth makes your body feel as if there can be no other reality. It just is. One such book struck me to the core. It was ' The Return of the Bird Tribes' by Ken Carey. One chapter seemed to hold me in its fascination. It described how in the days of old, angels would come to Earth and awaken their physical earthly partners, the initiates. They would awaken them with a symbol that would be their glyph. When I read these words I was strongly remembering an experience I had at a medicine wheel workshop.

I had somehow found myself at this workshop recommended by a friend. I was not sure why I was there because I thought I was not into rituals and the like, thinking them irreverent. But I was there, nevertheless, and I was going to stay open to what ever happened.

One evening, we were sitting down by the fire, chanting and calling in the ancestors when the leader of the group said that we were to call on one of them when we went to bed and ask them to give us an important dream. So, when I went to bed, I simply asked my chosen ancestor to give me a dream, not thinking for one minute that I would have anything of significance.

How I surprise myself!


In my dream, I found myself in the garden of the place we were staying in at Lamorna, in Cornwall. I was with Shektar. Everywhere I looked there was this glistening hair-like substance hanging off the trees and bushes. It reminded me of the angel hair, the type you put on Christmas trees.

"What shall I do with this?" I asked Shektar. "You are the weaver, weave!" she replied.

I began to gather the hair like substance until I had a great pile on the lawn. As I parted and played with it, it turned into multi-colored thread. I began to weave it into a beautiful multi-colored banner with a dark black symbol on it. I put it on a pole and marched around the garden with pride. It was my banner.

When I awoke, I quickly drew the symbol. When we went down for breakfast, we were asked if anyone had had a dream. I left it to last to say anything, not being terribly confident in those days. When I told them the dream, the leader looked on me in amazement and said,

"Wow, you are a dream weaver."

Dumb, as you like, I just smiled, not really understanding what she meant. Too nervous to ask.

Now, reading 'The Return of the Bird Tribes' the experience came flooding back, and, finally, I knew and understood what the dream and the symbol meant. The symbol really opened me up, and it seemed easier to access information whilst in meditation. Shektar explained to me that the image I had seen in the mirror was a symbolic representation of all the different beings that make up my Spirit. She said she was one of these aspects, and, in fact, was me in angelic form. I found this very hard to own, as I could not believe that I could be a beautiful being of love and light. Shektar opened up my heart and allowed me to see my beauty.

One day I was in a quandary. My doubt had got the better of me and I doubted all over the place. Such is my nature. Was Shektar really real or was all this a figment of my imagination? Shektar told me that white feathers were her trademark, so to speak, and that whenever I saw one, she was around. "Oh, yeah," I thought. I live by the sea. There are seagulls everywhere, white feathers galore!

After this particular meditation, I got up to change the tape I was listening to. Above me was a very small skylight, only open by about an inch. No way could a feather just drop through it; it was at the wrong angle. However, just as I looked up, a beautiful, large white feather came gliding through the very small opening and landed on the table in front of me. There was no mistaking it; it was a sign from Shektar. The love was overwhelmingly unmistakably hers. Yes, living by the sea, you see an awful lot of white feathers. Not all of them are sent by angels. The ones that are, are unmistakable. They carry with them an energy that is loving and expansive. It catches your heart when you see them.

I used the feather sign as a gauge on how well I was doing on my spiritual path. I would ask Shektar to send me one whenever I was flowing with my Spirit because, as yet, I could not feel whether I was or not. I am a very doubting person. It wasn't that I didn't believe that Shektar was real. It was more that I believed that I was not capable of aligning with an angel with whom I could really communicate.


Being bombarded by proof, I was finding it very hard to deny my experiences sent me many feathers, some your normal common or garden feathers, some amazing and beautiful. One was a silver pendent sent in the post by a friend who just happened to think of me when she was out shopping. It landed on my doorstep seconds after having yet another meditation with Shektar. These gifts filled me with joy and contentment. I was doing all right and I had the badge to prove it.

This began another fascination, the fascination with inanimate objects. Shektar explained to me how inanimate objects such as feathers could be impregnated with angelic love to act as a symbolic reminder of the energy it represents. I was beginning to understand the true nature of rituals.

Swooping down on wings of light, Shektar's attention was captivated by the watery realm of emotions below her. She watched in curiosity as the love from her heart rippled the surface of this beautiful blue ocean. She was intrigued by the soulful sounds that cascaded like the fire of her heart. She experienced a desire to dive into the ecstasy that was this realm, swooning from the intensity of the feelings that rose like a song of love As the song dropped into the ocean, a ripple, a movement was forming.

From this swirling whirlpool of sound and color a beautiful dolphin of turquoise and silver leaped in joy from the centre of the swirling colors and Demina was born. Shektar could not believe her eyes as she watched the weaving of the beautiful patterns that formed within this watery realm, intricate in nature and complex in design.

As she watched, these designs rang out a tune, a song of both sadness and joy. Demina played, leaping from the ocean and diving back just beneath the surface. Shektar cried tears of joy, as she had never done before as she watched the light play on the back of her daughter, Demina. She leaped high into the air and cried a sorrowful song of goodbye to Shektar, her creator, as she dived down deep into the darkest depths of the mighty ocean. Shektar, now, alone sent a wave of love to carry her little Demina on her way.

Demina is a dolphin energy that taught me about being empathic to other people's emotions. Demina is of dolphin race. She, or rather her kind, originally came from the Vega system in the Lyra constellation. She is semi physical in form; she has more of an astral body in our understanding. She is mainly in a form that is somewhat like the dolphin bodies that we have present on earth.


The hues and colors of her body are more vibrant and iridescent than those of her are earthly brothers and sisters. Demina exists in waters of the astral plane that surrounds this planet. In this realm, there are myths and legends from an emotional perspective. Demina exists as a character in one of these stories, the story of Atlantis.

Thousands of years ago on this planet, there lived, side by side, the Reptoid /Dinoid races and the Dolphin races. Demina was one of those beings that could live on land and in water. This is where the mermaid stories come from. She communicated to me through emotions and feelings.

Can you see another pattern emerging? Each self is coming in and healing the chakra to which it belongs. It empowers the energy in these centers and allows me access to other dimensions. She brought with her the blue ray. Her energy ebbs and flows like currents in the sea. She is very closely connected to the breath. She taught me about the sacred art of breathing, the universal breath.

Out of all the aspects, hers was quite painful emotionally. Some times I would feel like giving up and want to drown in the sea. I had a sadness to leave my earthly body and swim in the sea. Demina showed pain and the hurt I carried within my emotional body, not only the pain from this lifetime, but the torture I had endured in past lives.

I would wince and cringe at the harshness of the energies that were present on this planet every time she walked, or rather, swam into my body. She showed me how to have the courage and power that were present in my most powerful emotions. She showed me the ways of creativity that are present in my deepest emotions.

My creative writing took off as she plunged into the murky waters of my emotional body. Not only did she bring great pain and distress from the depths of my Soul, but she also showed me the ways of joy, praising God through innocence and trust in play.

Demina helped me love not only the divine within but also the more human aspects. Unlike the other aspects that express themselves on mental planes, Demina exists on the emotional plane and communicates to me through feelings, feelings which are hard to logically understand and communicate to others. The easiest way to experience her and her kind is to gaze at the sea on a moonlit night and ask to feel the true nature of the sea. You will be over-whelmed by the response that you will receive.

She worked predominantly on the turquoise ray. She heightened my sensitivity. I began to become empathetic to other people's feelings. In my healing sessions, Demina allowed me to stay open and empathic. Demina became a bridge between the larger starry identities and the more human aspects.

Demina dived down deep, letting the currents of this mighty ocean of emotion carry her deep into realms as of yet unfelt by those above her. Currents of joy whispered by in swirls of blues and greens. Sorrow rippled past her, calling her heart to truly feel. Demina experienced them all, pain and sorrow, joy and laughter. Playfully she leaped and splashed in waves of emotion that lapped all around her.

Sometimes the sea was peaceful and calm and sparked in the midday sun. Sometimes it crashed and rolled in thundering fury during a mid-night storm. Demina swam through it all, singing her song to those above her, letting them know what it was like to live in the watery realm of emotional feelings. Her voyage took her far and wide until she came across a foreign land, a dimension more physical in form.

As she swam about in the warm waters of the shallows, she could hear the sweet sound of love that was made by the sea lapping the shore of this denser realm. If she listened carefully, she could hear a song that the foaming surf created, and, as she listened, the song moved her heart in love and from that love two beings were born, Hara Sheed and Deehs Arah.

Male and female in joyous union, one and the same. As Demina watched them spiraling and flowing around each other in ecstatic bliss, she was moved to tears. Hara Sheed and Deehs Arah could be seen as a beautiful God and Goddess of love in the waves that lapped against the shore. Demina sent them the gift of creation that she, too, had been given by those above her. As they spiraled around in their love making, they created a vortex that spun and penetrated the dimension below them. As Demina watched them disappear from her sight, she, too, sighed with the wonder of creation that she herself had given.

As I dropped down through the levels after healing and balancing those above, I began to enter deeper and lower chakras. I knew of the idea that we all have an inner male and an inner female. However, I did not understand the significance to me until I met Hara Sheed and Deehs Arah.

Deehs Arah's energy I was familiar with. He was strong, with a sense of direction. His energy took me to the stars. He encouraged my conviction and dedication and purpose, showing me the ways of the inner warrior. Tall and proud, he cut away at the weeds of my consciousness, making way for the entrance of his true love, Hara Sheed. He awoke the energetic enthusiasm within me, heightening my sense of excitement, and allowed me to feel the strength and power of truth. He moved me in leaps and bounds and gave me physical energy that made me sometimes hyperactive and somewhat manic in nature.

He had a sense of desperation about him, like the sense of exhilaration that you feel when you go into battle. Situated in the sacral centre area, he would force my energies up from this centre to surge out of my head. Needless to say, he would fly me straight out of my body. Pulling me down to earth with a loud dump was his harmonious and perfect partner, Hara Sheed, my inner female, earthy in nature, the Goddess of my Soul. I found her difficult to integrate.


She revealed issues around my femininity, negative feelings about the physical body. Never before did I really consider myself feminine. I was a true tomboy. She worked with me relentlessly until I could feel her Goddess energy surging through me, concreting me into the earth, making me Gaia incarnate. She pushed me into new levels of physical sensitivity for the first time. I realized then just how out of my body I was most of the time and it was time to get into body.

Sexual and sensual energy flowed from me as they entwined and twisted themselves around in my body. I was moved by their presence, which healed me and grounded me.

The Hara dance was very important. I had to spiral my hips around like a snake. This enabled me to have energy and information drop directly through the top of my head and go down and anchor in the ground. This felt very important, as though they were preparing me for something.

I could clearly see Hara Sheed in my head. She wore gowns of dark blues and greens and peacock feather headers. After having a particularly intense day with her, I described her to a friend. As I finished, the second post arrived. In it was a card from a friend in London. It was Hara Sheed, headers and everything. My friend and I were stunned. I knew then that I would move on even faster.

In the atom, there are energy spirals called quarks. One is a negative or feminine vibration, one is a positive, male vibration, and one is a neutral vibration. A quark, according to the dictionary is a hypothetical elementary particle, supposed to be a fundamental unit of all earthly life. These quarks and their function are closely connected to Hara Sheed and Deehs Arah.


Their names are equal opposites of each other. Saying them backwards or in reverse, gives you the other's name. Deehs Arah becomes Hara Sheed and vice versa. They are self-perpetuating reality, a perpetuating existence that is the foundation of all life and expression. This explains the atomic theory of a God's energy, expressed as the quarks, existing not only at the base of all life, but also being a continual, self-perpetuating energy.

In the chakric system of our being, there are three lines of energy channels that weave their ways around the physical spinal column, one masculine, one feminine, one neutral. This energy presence is Hara Sheed and Deehs Arah.

Hara Sheed and Deehs Arah, male and female, positive and negative, hot and cold spun around each other. A mighty tornado of their creating swirled into a vortex of such intense power and energy that they, too, travelled down through their realm, and as they penetrated the barrier to the dimension below, a mighty storm was created from their interaction. Clouds billowed grey and heavily laden with sweet rain. With every heartbeat synchronized in time with each other, thunder crashed and rolled all about them. Their frenzy heightened their lovemaking, getting closer to the peak of perfection.

As they surrendered themselves to each other in orgasmic bliss, two mighty lightening bolts were sent from each of their hearts. As the lightening bolts touched and entwined themselves about each other, a new being was forming. A mighty lightening lizard, serpent of light, Acrumead was born. Hara Sheed and Deehs Arah held their breath, tumbling in each others arms, not sure of whether to fear the creature or not.


Acrumead roared and swept his mighty tail through the darkened sky, lighting up the darkness in sheets of blinding light. Flashing and crackling in static fusion, he carried their message of love down into the realm of physical feeling and sensation. Deehs Arah and Hara Sheed, their mission completed, watched as Acrumead, untamed and alive, spiraled down, until he, too, was lost from their sight in the dimension below them.

Acrumead, Lizard Being. Acrumead and his kind exist as semi physical beings on a planet that orbits in the Bellatrix system in the Orion constellation. He is Reptoid in nature. Encountering these beings brings up our ancient fears. There are fear codes within our body; they are survival codes that were implanted long ago to allow us to physically survive our encounter with these beings. His energy is dynamic and awesome. It is a thrill to activate his energy.


He showed me how to activate the fire in the belly. He is the internal alchemist transmuting, through fire, the physical matter of the body to cosmic light, turning lead into gold like the alchemists of old. Christians saw Acrumead energy as the realms of hell. To step into the fire, to transmute the body, is to be the Phoenix, re-birthing in light.

Acrumead taught me about the biological level of life and death. He showed me the magic of the natural world and introduced me to the realm of the elements. He explained to me that He was a representative of my elemental self. His energy was particularly sexual in a primal sort of way. He made me look at my issues around sex, sensuality and lust. He gave me a new sense of confidence, strength and stability within my physical form.

As I was lying on a mattress whilst my friend gave me healing, Acrumead entered the room. I could feel someone whom I presumed to be my friend .Starting to rub up the inside of my thigh. It was such a sexual feeling. I thought, " That can't be my friend. She wouldn't touch me like that." Then, I realized my friend was holding my head. Acrumead crept into my body in such a physical way I was shocked.


His energy did make me think that perhaps I had fallen into bad company. He had a great zest for life and taught me the value of biological life. He taught me how to activate my Kundalini energy. Acrumead taught me about the magic of the natural world and introduced me to his world of the elements. I revelled in my new sense of sexual and physical power, making my body strong in appearance and in grace of movement.

We have a lot of karma with these beings. Encountering these beings brings up our ancient fear as hundreds of dinosaur films depict. It is now time to readdress this problem by integrating the 'Lizzies'. This is a prerequisite for transformation and enlightenment for our species as a whole.

Acrumead is closely connected with our DNA (deoxyribonucleic acid) which is the main constituent of the chromosomes of an all organisms. Acrumead taught me all about the physical form and the energetic counterparts, the elements. He is an entity such as the electrons, neutrons, and protons that are the lesser complexes of the atom.

Acrumead is closely associated with this realm and exists in the elements of the body. He is closely connected to the planet and exists in a simpler, rudimentary level of existence. He is the environment itself and influences atmospheric conditions and powers of nature and weather. His energy is dynamic and awesome and a thrill to have in your body.


He is one of the last aspects to activate as he allows the recipient to access the spiritual fire present in the centre of the planet. This powers the physical realm, allowing manifesting forces to express through physical from. He is the internal alchemist, transmuting fear into light, lead into gold. Integrating our Lizzie selves will enable us to heighten our vibratory state to a higher fifth dimensional world of light.

Ida Crone Woman
Acrumead's electrical body, crackled, hissed, and popped as he flew through the dense atmosphere. He circled and dived, playing with his lightning rope that trailed behind him like a lasso of light, weaving behind him a mighty complex network that resembled a huge intricate nervous system.


Acrumead lit up the sky like a thousand flaming torches. His roar, his energy, could be felt from a thousand miles away and the Gods above him wondered at the creature their creating had brought. The friction his flight created built, until with a wink of his blood red eye, he used his tail like a lightning rod and sent a bolt of lightning to the ground beneath him.

It created a fire of such intensity that the heat that radiated from it set alight the very rocks that lay all around it. The fire burned intensely and with passion, consuming the flesh of the land on which it sat. Eventually, the fire died down until the last embers went out. All that was left were the ashes of his fire. From this dark and blackened soot, strong bones of rocks began to stir and with a click and a clack they formed a being. Acrumead roared in satisfaction at what he had created. Ida Crone Woman rose from the very earth itself.

Ida Crone Woman represented the purely physical realm of my nature. She comes from the planet. She is body of my individual self. She represents the very building blocks of my body. As beings self-manifest, they bring with them their history. Ida represented the physical history of the planet. By activating my crone self, I was raising the vibration of my physical form.

Ida and Acrumead are of the dense vibrations; these are misunderstood as being hell. Yet if you pass through the fire, you will find salvation. You remove all unwanted elements and free yourself. We, too, will rise and fly in the flames of Spirit, carrying our natures higher and higher into spiritual realms. These realms of the earth are heavily guarded by so-called demons. They prevent those ill prepared from entering. Only those adept, brave, and centered can pass through the fears and come out into the heavenly world of light.

When she looked into my eyes, it felt as though she could look into my body, to the very skeleton. Later, I found out she could. She rattled her bones at me, making me pay full attention to her. Her directive was to get me into my body and ground me to the planet. In healing sessions, I used her energy to re-ground others at the end of the session. She introduced me to the energy in my bones. She also realigned me with the structure of the planet. She guided me through the ancient ancestral knowledge that was in the marrow of my bones.

She led me into the dark cave of my physical body. On base levels, we are nothing but more rocks and bones. Going deeper within myself, I thought I was going backwards. She made me realize that my journey was about taking the white light of my God aspect, my ' I AM ', and taking it down through all the levels to plant it into the darkest part of the planet.

There are, in fact, many ways to God. She allowed me to honor my body and made me realize that I had slowed my progress by wanting to get out of this dense realm. Ida, through transformation processes is transforming her-self from a carbon element to a diamond that is capable of housing the light of God. A prism, the diamond of the bodily self, will radiate light, as does God. Our transformation will be completed and we will have a diamond body, which is crystalline light.


Ida and Acrumead and those of their dense realms are widely misunderstood by religion as being the realms of hell fire and damnation. Yet to pass through the fire of purification, to remove all unwanted elements, is to free oneself. We will, like the Phoenix, rise and fly in the flames of spirit, carrying our natures higher into spiral realms.

Ida Crone woman, bare foot soles like leather, set off on her journey. Black and barren was the land that lay all around her. Harsh was the wind as it wailed her song. She rattled her bones that she kept in a leather pouch around her neck.

Ida, head down with unfailing determination, set off on her quest to find the Sacred Mountain. With her wild, purposeful eye, she gathered her cloak around her to keep out the cruel and biting wind. In her desolation, she was all alone. As she rattled her bones, she beat her pathway to the foot of the Sacred Mountain and came to the mouth of a dark and ancient cave. This cave led deep down to the very centre of the planet Earth.

With a wild cackle, she entered the foreboding cave, aware of the danger, and yet defiant in her way. The darkness lay all around her. The walls of the caves breathed an unseen breath, and she went deeper and deeper down into the earth cave of the Mother, entering into a cavern that lay at the very centre of the Earth. Crone woman danced the sacred spiral dance, laughing like one who is mad. Shaking her very bones, she whirled round and round. Drunk as in trance, she beat an ancient rhythm into the hard rock that lay at her feet.

Out of the rhythm she had danced, out of the darkness, came a new being, the hidden Shadow One. Ta-Tum-Bi was his name. Opening her eyes, Ida could see that the light that shone from his eyes was the light of the Star, The Star That Illuminates a Thousand Moons. Pulling his midnight cloak about him, and with ancient hands, he drummed out a new rhythm, a new idea that was sent from the Source.


The earth shook with its new rhythm, awakening to hear its new heart beat. Gaia with her new pulse, awoke and in her awakening, her dreams became real. Paradise was born. Where once there had lay black and dark mountains, now stood crystal temples, shining in the sun. Trees bore fruit and flower and everywhere looked like an eternal springtime. The birds sang their songs, full of rejoicing. The creators looked down from above. They knew their mission was complete. The whole universe rang out in song, a song of joy at the beauty of the landscape of the Soul.

Ta-Tum-Bi was the next and final aspect in the pattern that was emerging. It seemed to me that there were so many levels, so many aspects. It seemed that I had taken an idea from the highest aspect of myself and, now, I was finally coming to the final aspect. It is hard to write anything about him, as he is the unmanifested aspect of myself. God has two faces, one being self and the other being the unmanifested self, the tonal and the nagual, All THAT CAN BE NAMED and all that cannot.

Ta-Tum-Bi sits in the very centre of the planet. As he sat quietly and steadily in my body, I realized that he was the one with whom I was most familiar. He had always been there, sitting, waiting for the idea from the Source to travel through the levels to settle lightly in his rich and potent soil. As he opened his eyes, the light that shone forth was the same light as Alloya. He showed me how to see the landscape of the Soul in the land around my home. I could see and experience myself as the landscape. It was an awesome feeling.

He is anti-matter. Anti-matter is a hypothetical form of matter composed of anti-particles. An anti-particle is an elementary particle that has the mass as its corresponding particle, but with its opposite charge and opposite magnetism. Anti-matter is like negative space as opposed to positive space which is occupied by something. Negative space is theoretically there, and yet it is not something you can see. It is something not being there.


He showed me how to create New Planet Reality, to dream my dream awake.

Final Merging
My friend and I spent an evening together. We knew that it was going to be a special night as the atmosphere was alive with our guides. As the evening wore on, each self came into my body, danced through me and then the next aspect would come in and dance and merge with the previous energy. Finally, one by one, they merged with the other energies within my body.


One final dance and they settled comfortably in my body. I then knew that the process was complete. As the realization entered my mind, I was reminded of a piece of channeling the Star had given me.

The entering of power into your body will activate the reunion of the self. We see time as a point in space, a dot. This dot represents the individual Spirit. Out of this dot travel lines of force, which penetrate the dimensions surrounding it. Each line sets up individual focal points. They take on a life of their own, some believing they are the only one. Spirit pulls on the lines to connect all the multi-selves. This is to reabsorb the energetic signature of each self.

We see this reunion as a party where all the focal points are invited to attend. They are asked as separate selves. As the party commences, a strange attraction sets up between the selves and they find themselves in couples and the dancing begins again. Moved by the presence of the other, the transference and combination of the essences begins to make all couples become one. As the couples regroup through attraction once more, the guests reduce in number. This continues until 'self ' stands opposite 'self ', two halves of the same whole. They embrace in the ecstatic union.

As they swirl together, the energetic structures create a whole being, Alloya +. You will ascend as an encoded pattern, which will catapult you into the next dimensional journey. I was amazed. It had been written all along. So the integration of 'self ' was complete. Wow! What a journey!


Where I would go next was anybody's guess.


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