The veils of forgetfulness are like tin foil. No matter how thin, as long as they are there, they will be opaque. The thinner they become, as a result of the Ascension energies, the easier if becomes to "reach through" them, a metaphore for informed imagination. It's the Higher Self that will validate, or not, the information obtained this way.
This process is initiated by the Higher Self, or equivalently, from beyond the veils, a voice that has to be loud enough to attract my conscious attention. This, in general, will be so if it concerns traumas that need urgent attention and care (with the conclusion of the Ascension process in sight). Hence, the mood of this page is grim, as it primarily deals with the dark pages of my soul's history book. Only if a past life has resulted in a historic public persona, will I be able to become knowledgeable of a past life in which no major trauma was experienced.In most, if not all, of my lifetimes the following themes are present:
- Orphaning
- Being betrayed
- Being a refugee
- Giving my power away to women
To start with the former set of themes, let me refer to myself as the mother of all mother complexes and my previous inability to cope with being rejected by my cosmic (adopted?) mother has been the central element in my soul history. Her fear of being eclipsed by me has lead her to cruel behaviour towards me, which she compares to a mother bird inciting her chick to fly and take to the sky, as a metaphore for my indepence from parental care. I have learned to distance myself but do not judge her because inevitably it's all a part of Prime Creator's plan. This is not religion, but a sober conclusion.
And so, over the aeons and all my incarnations I went into contracts with souls that would play the role of the cruel, cold or simply absent mother figure. The process could take the form of the death of the parents, early separation, such as being sent to boarding school at an early age, or by a lacking emotional connection with the parents, such as in my present lifetime (my parents have both passed on). But also as toxic relationships that ended in betrayal. Finally, the Cosmic Mother intervened in my present life until on June 8th of this year I finally realized I had to let her go.
Let's put this aside for a while and simply start describing some of my incarnations. I've come to the conclusion that one of my previous incarnations was as Giordano Bruno. That he died at the stake wouldn't shock me because I already know that's in my soul-history.
In the second half of the second Millenium Giordano Bruno was an early adopter of the heliocentric worldview, the notion that the Earth revolves around the Sun, instead of the other way around. This was a concept that waxed in intellectual circles during the 16th century, the ones that most collided with the authorities are now most (in)famous for it. And boy, did Bruno collide, the serial dialectic that he was.
What set Bruno apart from his contemporaries, if I understand correctly, was his view that the stars are suns with planets that hold intelligent life. Today, the Extraterrestrial Hypothesis (ETH), the assumption that there is extraterrestrial intelligence, is still esoteric and the official acknowledgement of it, above top secret (although that will end very soon). When I got immersed in ufology during the end of the 1990s, people openly and literally questioned my sanity. In Bruno's time, the ETH was probably so exotic that it didn't sink in and as such posed no threat to the religious establishment. During trials Bruno recanted his deviant religious opinions in several instances; apparently to him religion wasn't wearth dying for, but he never recanted his astronomical views.
Bruno even seemed to have a concept of Oneness, also an idea that is still outside of the mainstream today. That may be why I find it hard to find more information on his concept of Oneness, because "serious" scientists do not investigate subjects they don't know what to make of.
If indeed I was Giordano Bruno, then that fits into a pattern of "way showing", which in esotericism is a familiar term. During several centuries before Yeshua, my soul group incarnated as humans on Earth to lay a foundation for the coming of Yeshua, as he explained in a channelling. He was our spiritual master, but we laid the energetic foundation.
Today, we are lightworkers in the Ascension process, creating conditions that accomodate Ascension. Bruno was one of the people that laid the philosophical groundwork for what scientists today call the "modern age" (starting in the 17th century, roughly). When Bruno and Galileo both applied for the chair of mathematics in Padua, Galileo got the job. Isaac Newton "stood on the shoulders of giants" (Galileo and Huygens). Only in a few lifetimes I was a recognized scientist, sage, musician or artist, but I've always been a wayshower, God's handyman.
) I am celibate during my male incarnations, I'm not sure about my female incarnations. It's the higher self that blocks relationships and some historians have speculated that Leonardo was asexual, partly because of the way he expressed his dislike of the human reproductive organs. As with Giordano Bruno, I only have a very roundabout awareness of either lifetime and cannot validate or invalidate anything on the basis of memory. I can only draw parallels with my experiences during my current lifetime and until my ascension to 5D in my mid-20s I was on quite friendly terms with the gay community. This stems from puberty, being an "undatable" and high-school loser as such, I found solace with others that couldn't compete in the "cis-meat market" (I say tongue-in-cheek, no pun intended). During my lifetime as the Lyran girl (see below) I was anything but celibate (with women) and that hyper-sexualized lifetime would bleed through into subsequent lifetimes. To that I attribute my androgyny which (initially) gained me more acceptance among gay, than among cis schoolmates. Continued below .. .. 
To illustrate the androgyny, I added a picture of a statue made by Leonardo's art teacher (master) Verrocchio, for which Leo is is said to have been a model. There is no connection between gender identity and sexual preference, not in the adult Leonardo, let alone in his juvenile self. Indeed, sexualizing gender identity is the definition of sexism.
I don't blame you if you find this page hard to read, because these concepts may well be inherently sixth dimensional in nature. But let me recap the core notion:
The past lives of the timeline you're on, are equivalent to your parallel lives in the NOW.
Mulch on that a little and see if things start to make sense.
If anything, I'm glad I got over with that horrific soul mission and without harming another soul (as far as I know at this time). I must be one of the best minced people in Earth's history, because I've been crucified, burnt and tortured, but nothing remotely matches being betrayed by yourself.
As for memories of Atlantis, I don't have much. Just one moment during the final days. I'm outside of a white building, a few stories high, much like today's office buildings. The sky is cloudy and it's quite windy with tremendous unrest in the air. I was still in denial about any prophesized cataclysm, but nature's mood was disconcerting and I felt that. On some involuntary level I took it as a personal rebuke and failure.
Reflecting on the lucid dream or past life memory it seemed to me that the being I saw was what we call a Beserker today.
In the Old Norse written corpus, berserkers (Old Norse: berserkir) were those who were said to have fought in a trance-like fury, a characteristic which later gave rise to the modern English word berserk (meaning "furiously violent or out of control").
- Wikipedia
Historians speculate that Beserkers were psychopaths, but it seemed to me that the creature I witnessed was a (soulless) synthetic being, for which the Orion reptilian genetic engineers are infamous for.
What I saw in the distance were two pale light-blue luminescent eyes, full of fervour and fanaticism and some kind ominous desire. As far as the luminescent eyes are concerned, that may be an after-the-fact third eye interpretation. It's possible, however, that in that lifetime my third eye was sufficiently activated to see that in real time (It could even be a bio-luminescence gadget that the bio-engineers had added for intimidation purposes).
Similar creatures were in preparation in the underground labs in the Ukraine. These labs are now being rooted out by the Earth Alliance, which is what the war is really about.
Since I've had the memory-dream I have to say that I haven't felt quite safe, when out in the dark. An undercurrent of fears or pains that has been present during a lifetime, goes away when its past life origin is realized. Here it's rather the opposite.
So it seems to me that the Beserkers, among other things, were tasked with hunting down the female Celtic bloodlines of druids and priestesses. I don't know if I walked away from that. However, as a skillful swords woman I was anything but defenseless.
See more on Banduri. In Ireland they were called the Fianna.According to Plutarch, female Celts were nothing like Roman or Greek women. They were active in negotiating treaties and wars, and they participated in assemblies and mediated quarrels. According to the ‘Pomponius Mela’, virgin priestesses who could predict the future lived on the island of Sena, in Brittany.
The Roman Catholic church believed that female Druids were sorcerers and witches in cooperation with the devil. They also saw the knowledge of the Celts as a huge danger for their domination.
- Natalia Klimscak
I would like to go on and talk about my Lyran incarnation into a bloodline of priestesses, but it's tricky. I feel inhibited by the fact that this incarnation seems to be the object of cinematic interest. Perhaps the secret Earth government has pulled the Akashic Records of lightworkers and my post-Lyran lifetime was regarded as mediagenic. There is a superhero movie were "I" play a terrorist (as seen from the perspective of the reptilian media) and there are references to various stages within that lifetime in Star Trek Voyager, Deep Space Nine and the Next Generation. By far, this is the lifetime which I know most about, through lucid dreaming almost on a daily basis. However, mostly absent from the "Hollywood narrative" are the sexual and feminist aspects, which makes a discussion risky.
However, I can say, and in the light of the above it may be interesting to note that in my post-Lyran time I also joined an all-female militia that fought the reptilians, initially mainly engaged in freeing captive women. I don't think I was there for the fighting, but rather as a technology expert that would hack into reptilian systems, using my astral abilities. That actually propelled our group from a marginal force to a real military power, because we could blow up anything that was sufficiently compromised on the tech level. This rattled the "Old Empire", down to its Orion home worlds.
How this lifetime continues is interesting, because it demonstrates that history isn't set in stone. This is how I recalled it to unfold until May 11, 2024:
Because the commander and founder of the militia thought I was becoming too big within the group (reference to my discord with the cosmic mother), she conspired with the reptilians to oust me. She incarnated in this lifetime as my (late) sister. The ousting upset me to a degree that I planned to act in a cataclysmic way. I do not wish to describe it further so as to not contribute to manifesting that timeline.
Then I received a lucid dream in which I left the militia not due the commander's conspiracy against me, but on my own initiative due to her immoral treatment of a captured reptilian (she must have known, however, how I would react). As such I reacted with empathy, rather than aggression, and I went on to join a convent, going back to my spiritual roots.
I theorize that if a past life event didn't follow from a soul contract or a pre-incarnation soul plan, then it can be avoided by selecting a timeline in which it didn't happen. The affirmation of a timeline jump then comes to you in the form of a lucid dream. For me, this kind of thing typically happens on the 11th of the month. The timeline jump was initiated by my unwillingness to accept the damage the original timeline might have caused to the reptilian race. After all, judging God's creation, even his mis-creation, is judging God, and that's not up to us.
This description of my past life makes for a rather confusing and scrappy storytelling, but it enables me to show how timelines work and to impress the realization upon you that to an extent you can change the way in which your past lives affect you in the present.
What I find deeply intriguing is the indelible emotional impression that both timelines have left. In the original timeline I was accused of associating with the reptilians. Some militia members called for my death, which the commander rejected. But the scolding I received on my way to the exit of our spaceship still chills me to the bone. That won't go away, even when I'm not on that timeline anymore.
While the new timeline is settling into my consciousness the memory of the maltreated reptilian becomes ever more painful. Inherent to third dimensional thought however, is the singularity of reality, the unambiguous past. The Mandela effect is a more or less well known example of two realities existing simultaneously. A part of humanity remembers him dying in prison, while another does not.
In my case, I remember two ways in which I left the militia, both leaving a mark on my state of being.
Finally, I'd like to pay tribute to the soul that incarnated at the commander mentioned above and as my sister in my current incarnation. In both cases, by playing the roles they did, they helped me with dealing with my cosmic mummy issue.
The lifetime mentioned above, in which I was part of an all-female militia, turns out to be one of the most influential incarnations in my soul history, so let me elaborate.
I was a girl in my early teens from a distroyed planet of Lyra. The Galactic Wars were raging and the reptilians would abuse women and girls on an industrial scale. After my prison break I was taken to a space station that served as a refuge for battered women, mostly Galactic War victims. In space, stations are easily tens of kilometers long and the one where I went was very spacious with promenades, fountains, very high domed ceilings with "faux-natural" light and even nature areas with real plants and trees. What I would like to talk about is a passion that I developed there, which is dancing. Today, I do many things, but dancing isn't one of them. Then, my favorite part of the day was my dancing class, which took place early in the morning. We were with half a dozen of girls of my age and our teacher was a very experienced classical dancer. Please understand that all artistic styles we know today on Earth have pre-existed elsewhere in the past, as our Seeder Races infuse us not only with DNA but also with culture. And so I became a proficient classical dancer in much the same way as we see on Earth today. I had an insatiable hunger for new dance routines and choreographies and was very dedicated and disciplined. I also was a compulsive social butterfly (again very much unlike today) but made sure I got enough sleep so I would be fit in the morning. I was generally seen as a strange girl, for certain social behaviours, but that changed when my dance group had its first performance. That caused quite a stir and from bète noire I became culture bearer overnight. The militia members I referred to earlier, would visit the station to, among other things, find new recruits. Nearly all militia members were reptilian rape victims who basically lived for revenge, unlike myself. I joined the group because I got into a relationship with its commander. She was a tall, light skinned woman (as most members were humans of the "Nordic" type) who was extremely intelligent and capable in many areas. I admired her and felt attracted to her, which I foolishly confused with love. She taught me technology, which I applied, among other things, to making holographic dance videos, which served as propaganda material for our militia, and all-female militias in general, of which there were many. These videos were a fusion of classical and modern dance, the latter much in the style of house music today (which isn't unique to Earth either). For that I teamed up with two very good modern style dancers, who already had their reputation in that area, who were militia sympathizers, but not members, I think. And so I choreographed and recorded short but sweet holo-videos that alternated a refined classical style with a powerful and very sexual modern style. That we didn't hold back on the latter was actually the main message (and "hook", to speak in pop-musical terms) because in the reptilian empire nothing was a greater taboo than female human sexuality. We didn't grope crutches, like Madonna, but everything expressed female sexual power, alternated by quiet and fragile, feminine classical parts. We mocked the reptilians by imitating their snouts with hand gestures and their AI-ideology by moving mechanically, not unlike the "Walk like an Egyptian" video. These were gestures of which beings from all over the galaxy would instantly recognize what they meant.
In my present life I published music (between 2009 and 2022) which I call "eclectic", and which owes a lot to the videos and their music.
Anti-gravity was a very common technology back then and we used it, for instance, to create a dramatic effect at the end of a video where we would rise up in threesome, our hands folded 🙏 like in meditation. Like on the Internet today, these videos would go viral to one extent or another, in the Galaxy.
While writing this I once again realize why my present life is so utterly boring, because in view of the above (and you don't know the half of it) "been there, done that" applies. After all, physical life is a game, an experience, and you don't have to repeat yourself.
More on this lifetime at Eris and Talia.
🧡 Human-Reptilian Love
With the recent completion of the timeline cross, a wave of sacred feminine energy to your planet, a significant milestone was reached. The seeds of the feminine energy have been planted, although they're not yet fully anchored.
You guide and inspire others, not by striving for perfection, but through your own authenticity.
Between 2009 and and 2022 I was very active as a musician, making music every day and publishing it on streaming and download sites. That I quit is basically down to Ascension, as that process demands my full attention and is the reason why I'm here anyway and have been incarnate on Earth during the past aeons. During my musical years people would sometimes cast me as a kind of music professor that knows all styles from all over world. In fact, I can hardly read notes and do not study music, I just listen. That certain exotic styles (to Western ears) come natural to me has puzzled me somewhat and I put it down to the common cultural origins that many people and countries around the world have. Now that I am remembering past lives, I start to realize the link between musical familiarity and past lives. By the same token, when I was active in cross-border chat in the early 2000s, I found that I made contact with some nationalities easier than with others. Recently, I realized that this pattern coincides with musical familiarity, which, obviously, is where past lives come in. So I have to conclude that music runs through my soul history on Earth and I speculate that I once was a musician in Istanbul, for one place.
One of the many aberrations I took with me into this lifetime is a Galactic War complex, a sense of competitive urgency that expresses itself in a football obsession, among other things. The military operative in me is looking for something to do, a group to manage, a fight to survive. At certain moments during the day I find myself in a state of controlled panic, a sense that I have to complete a task as quickly as possible, for no logical reason. Maybe realizing this is the first step to the release.
Another aspect of my soul history is strong brotherly relations. Even though I gravitate towards and identify with the feminine, many of the deepest and most enduring connections I have made, were in male bonding with a brother. The first of this kind in this universe was with Michael. It seems my soul originates from another universe, oddly enough, you might say. In this universe I grew up with the Archangels and became very close with Michael, who is my guardian angel today, constantly near me to envelop me with his auric field for protection. It's funny how my childhood vacations were all about Michael, first in Bretagne, France, in particular Mont Saint Michel, situated on the Apollo leyline, which is dedicated to Michael (Apollo may be the Roman name for Michael, I'm not sure). From there on to England's equivalent, the Saint Michael's Mount and to St Ives, where I spent my summer vacations until 16 y/o, a stone's throw from the stargate at St Ives Bay.
Previously, I described my brotherly relations with Yeshua and add to that Zharion, the feline king of Lyra. This is the white lion that people have reported seeing in their dreams. The thing is, the human race as we know it descends from the felines much more than from the apes. The first humanoids of Lyra were in fact bipedal felines that looked a lot like we do today. Only after the insertion of ape-like DNA did the modern human come into existence, but the difference with the original felines is much smaller than you might think. We owe the "Adamic Human" body type to the first felines of Lyra, it's not human as we think of it.
Zharion Ara'Khan, the Sky King
It's important to note that there are many Lyran feline races, all bipedal humanoids (Walking upright, arms, legs etc), but some hairier than others, the least hairy very similar to Earth-humans with just minor feline characteristics, such as slit pupils, catlike noses and ears, with the men decidedly furrier than the females, the latter just having cranial hair.
It seems to me that the Native North American (American Indian) culture is in many ways a recreation of the old hunter-gatherer humanoid-feline societies of ancient Lyra.
A Babelonian confusion of tongues exist regarding the "Ashtar Command", the Galactic Federation's Military branch, and the "Ashtar Collective". The latter are negative groups that ally with the Ciakharr reptilians in Antarctica. Opinions differ as to whether Ashtar is a name, a title or both.
Ashtar Sheran is the commander of the Ashtar Command and of the spaceship the New Jerusalem, which is referred to in the Bible, Revelation 21:2. This "city in the sky" is ten stories high, each floor having a specific purpose, such as maintance of incoming ships, agriculture, entertainment, diplomacy, education etc. It measures 5000 km across.
More on this life, here.