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Soul Colors by White Feather

Now I know why I felt the urge to fix my Native American made pretty hummingbird bracelet this morning so I could wear it.  Clearly, one of my guides, White Feather, had his hand in it. 🙂

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Interestingly, that black thread of a line between the bracelet and NOTHING was not in the original picture that I cropped.  I even checked the black shirt I’m wearing’s sleeve to see if there was an explanation for the line…but…nope.  I feel that this is White Feather’s way of showing that he is connected to the bracelet I recently bought from a lovely man here in Pojoaque.  I had purchased this bracelet not only because it’s pretty, but because hummingbirds have been showing up A LOT recently.  I feel there is some spiritual connection to them.  Hummers have been serving as spirit messengers the past few months.

Anyway, here is this morning’s channeled session with White Feather.  His energy/spirit is very proud and strong…and I think…Sitting Bull may have come with him.  I was blessed to channel Sitting Bull in Los Angeles many years ago at a friend’s house.  What I recall from that session is the wonderful proud soul he has.  Both White Feather and Sitting Bull are pretty serious beings, and today, White Feather got annoyed with my questioning what he was saying to me.  What the camera does not capture is my telepathic debating with him.  Entire conversations are going on between my verbal words.  That is a chronic issue with me that many beings get frustrated with.  I’m not the most accommodating person.  LOL!  I refer to myself as an unruly child, and I think quite a few of my unseen friends see me that way.  But, it’s their fault!  I was picked for SOME reason!  I’m not sure I agreed to this!  Oh wait, we chart our lives before we’re born…yadda yadda yadda…

I heard my friend, Malcolm’s, full road trip story at today’s Santa Fe astrology group meeting and WOWZA!  Lillian and I told him that we are coming with him next time!  Seriously, there is WAY too much to write here (so I’ll leave him to blog or video blog about it) but, just some of the stuff he had happen was that in Madrid, NM (loooooove that TINY town featured in the film “Wild Hogs” in 2006 he encountered a reptilian ET, in Dulce, NM (of cow mutilation and gun battle with ETs fame) he saw a grey alien that seemed to take a liking to him, and in Taos, NM he encountered a ghost at Taos Inn (known to be haunted, but he was not aware of that) as he came out of the shower!  He went looking for Bigfoot, which he did not find, but sure had an eventful vacation!

Here is the FUNNY shirt he got me in Dulce.

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I would SO love to wear this to work (but can’t due to the sexual innuendo) because of my employer’s suspected connection to Dulce, ETs, UFOs, underground ET/military bases, etc…but…

I’ve gotta run, but until we meet again….

Play safe out there,

Atheria and White Feather

Plejarans took me last night to try to heal me

Before I went to sleep last night (not that I sleep much) I did a meditation and asked…no…make that begged…Alora to help me get out of 24/7 horrid headache pain.  Alora is a Plejaran/Plejaren (seen both spellings) I first met in 2002.  Since humans have failed to help me at all, I need to turn to extraterrestrials to look for healing.  And yes, I also work on myself, but have been unsuccessful.  I don’t really want to use the term “abduction” for what happened since I went voluntarily.  I asked them to take me and do work on me, and they did.

Here is a video of me talking about what I can remember from last night.

I now remember the name of the actor who was in the shoe dream…James Franco!  He isn’t someone I ever think about, so that was odd right there.  Also, where normally my interactions with extraterrestrials have happened much later at night, or very early in the morning, this all happened before 12:45 a.m.

I am praying that my Plejaran friends will continue to work on me.  There is so much I need to do, but fighting exhausting pain has held me back severely.  A UFO/ET researcher I know just mentioned that he’s noticed that those of us who work for national laboratories or are in the military seem to be taken at a higher rates than non Federal Government workers.  Granted, in my case, I started getting abducted long before my jobs working for the Feds.  My first known abduction was in Los Angeles in 1998 when I was doing the Hollywood thing.  (I probably had been getting taken long before that time.)  But, it’s also possible that extraterrestrials looked forward in time and knew I would eventually be working for the Federal Government in some capacity.  Something to ponder.

For those who don’t know, Plejaran is another name for Pleiadian.

In Light,

Atheria

Glad I cleaned this a.m. since ETs showed up!

So I got this cleaning urge this morning (rare for me so I had to go with it) that triggered me to vacuum up pounds of cat hair, mop the floors, and do some other kitchen and bathroom dirt extraction chores.  Then I felt someone “knocking on my head” and thought I’d see if I could channel.  It’s been a while, but, yep, both my Arcturian and Pleiadian friends showed up as a posse!

I held a rose quartz today and had a big clear quartz next to me.  I’m not sure if holding the rose quartz is what caused it or not, but this cool pink cylinder of light appeared in front of and above me that was very interesting to “see” (my eyes were closed so I saw it clairvoyantly).

The energy today felt very different, kind of jerky…in spurts.  My face twitched a lot too.  I should have had the camera closer so you could see that better.

Part way through my channeling session, even with my windows/doors closed, my neighbor’s loud hammering on his old pick-up truck was distracting.  I don’t know what the guy was doing, but he was underneath his truck with a sledge hammer pummeling the back end of the poor truck.  Hopefully, you can hear me okay.

To skip the part where I’m just getting into trance and not talking, you can fast forward to 2:55.

Of course, Chakra had to walk into view a couple of times.  She’s always drawn to my channeling.  Bleu doesn’t care as much.  And, yes, I still have zero real furniture.  😉

In Light,

Atheria

Alien Abduction on Feb. 12, 2019

Before what happened in the wee hours of this morning, I’d had one of my really bad insomnia nights due to chronic head and neck pain…and general restlessness. I went to bed earlier than normal because I was so tired from not sleeping well other nights, just after 9 p.m. I did manage to fall asleep pretty quickly due to total exhaustion, but woke up around 1-1:30 a.m. and was up most of the rest of the night tossing and turning. I’m sure the cats got fed up with me moving around so much. I should also mention that I had a chiropractic session at 5:00 p.m. yesterday. My current doctor does a lot of muscle testing/kinesiology and he diagnosed another annoying health issue (besides the brain crushing head pain for 23+ years that was made much worse last April). During my appointment with him, he finished off by doing some work on my skull. He worked on a dent on the left side of my skull, and did a bunch of work on the very top (crown chakra area) of my skull where the seam is as skull plates merge. I recall him saying that he could feel energy releasing as he pushed pretty aggressively on the seam. During a session on February 6th, he was fiddling with my skull and said something like, “Your skull is certainly ‘unique’.” You would have heard him said it, but he meant ODD. So, I jokingly replied, “Well, that’s because I’m an ET hybrid.” Without hesitation, he responded with, “Oh, do you know from which planet?”

So, getting back to last night, I recall glancing…yet again…at the clock and it was around 4:30 a.m. Suddenly, I was out. I don’t recall drifting off, but all of a sudden I’m having this detailed dream that seemed random. I can remember being with my parents and sister at some shopping mall. I was watching this scene from a distance, kind of, because I was looking at the mall and trying to figure out which mall it was. It looked very familiar. Finally I recognized it and thought to myself, “Ah ha! It’s XXXXX!” (I can’t remember now, which mall it was but I think it was one in Los Angeles…where I lived for 22 years.) Then, it seemed like I was on Facebook or something watching one of those “memory” videos that popped up, of my dad on the ground…in that mall…doing something. I almost want to say he was break-dancing at 83. LOL! I can’t remember what exactly, but he was moving around on the ground, then got partially up, then laid back down. Cut to, a totally different scene. I was with my sister in my current car, Ruby, at night, stopped somewhere when this gal in another car drove up and whacked Ruby’s fender area. I was pissed and yelled at the gal, as she drove off saying she’d not done any damage to my car. We took off after her. (Those who know me know how much I love my red Honda Fit.) She had driven to this party where people were outside around a bonfire. We got out of Ruby and I got a good look at her fender, and there was damage! As I was about to confront the jerk woman, she took off and disappeared. Then, there was another scene change. It’s still nighttime, but Kelly and I are standing on or near a bridge enjoying a pretty night sky. That’s when the “dream” shifted…and became different. It’s hard to explain it, but it just didn’t seem like a dream. The whole feel was different and I can remember the next parts better. (Normally I can’t remember a dream more than 60 seconds after awakening and it’s now hours later but I can still recall it.)

I looked straight up overhead to see a fleet of different types of UFOs — including huge mother-ships — and immediately thought “UH OH!” as I found myself flat on my back on a grassy yard. As I’m laying there, my head starts swirling. I got dizzy and my vision went woo-woo as the sky lit up and swirled around. I kind of felt like I was in a vortex. I knew I was about to be taken, and prayed that they were friendly beings, not the hostile/dangerous type. I looked over to see this alien being scamper toward me. I say scamper because he/she/it didn’t walk totally upright. It moved more like an orangutan using it’s long arms a lot to get around. To be honest, I expected the stereotype of a grey, but I don’t recall seeing this type before. I’m curious to find out what beings took me, but I’m not finding pictures online of what I saw. I know for a fact that I was abducted from my Albuquerque house years ago (woke up with burn marks on my wrists and vaguely remember standing in my backyard in my pjs with my arms overhead as I willingly was lifted up into a UFO) and this scene that I saw during this early morning’s visit kind of reminded me of my old backyard, but I’m not 100% sure. A question I have right now is, did this happen at 4:30 a.m. today, or was I having spontaneous recall of a prior abduction? Anyway, I saw the being come up to me, and the next thing I know, I’m naked on a table with long, thin fingers on my face and head doing something. I think there were only 3 fingers on each hand, but there may have been 4. I lean toward saying 3. The hands were gentle as they worked to put some device around my head. It was definitely uncomfortable at the very top part of my head, which is where they seemed the most focused. (Where my doctor had been working yesterday.) I can still kind of see the helmet thing. Where my crown chakra is, there was a circular electronic thing, and then there were metal branches that came down around the sides and back of my head to support it and keep it tethered to my skull. My face seemed to be exposed because I can STILL feel the fingers on my face! It was SO vivid in terms of the feeling of touch and other senses. For some reason, I don’t remember getting a good look at their faces. I do think I saw them, but it seems my memory has been erased. There is a vague feeling of seeing eyes…but I can only really see their hands clearly in my mind now. This is kind of funny, but it seemed that they were concerned I not be afraid of them. They wanted me to know they weren’t there to hurt me, despite the thing on my head hurting a bit. So, they tickled me to make me giggle…which I did! I clearly recall laughing as I’m very ticklish. But, I was also freezing cold on that table and kept wishing, “Jeez. I wish they’d turn up the heat in here if I have to be naked, or at least put a blanket on me.” I can still feel their really long and thin fingers touching me all over.

This is just a feeling I had while they were doing whatever they were doing to my painful head (yes…I wish they had done surgery to fix my neck damage…but my headache SUCKS today, not that it’s ever good), but at one point when things got brighter inside the ship, and the gizmo was on my skull, I had this knowing feeling that my psychic ability would become remarkably stronger. I think, but can’t prove it, that they were adjusting my pineal gland or crown chakra and kind of giving me a tune up.

The next thing I know, I woke up about 4 minutes before my 6:00 a.m. alarm…in bed…wearing what I’d worn to bed last night. That’s why I’m not sure that what happened wasn’t a memory from years ago. But, I think it was early this morning because of the coincidence with my doctor appointment the day before. And, the way I was suddenly just OUT after tossing and turning most of the night and then boom, instantly awake again…but about an hour and half later. I should mention that my friend in Nambe, which isn’t far from where I live, has been seeing ships near her house on a regular basis. She and her partner just got a good quality camera and are hoping to get some footage soon.

If you have any idea what alien race I encountered, please let me know! I really, really wish they’d repaired my spine/skull damage though. Maybe next time. Living with a 24/7 horrid headache sucks.

In Light,
Atheria

I met a grey in Beverly Hills

Back in the early to mid 2000s (had to be before I moved to New Mexico the first time of 3 — so far — in early December 2005) I met this very gifted sculptor one day at Beverly Hills’ yearly “Affair in the Gardens” art show in the park along Santa Monica Blvd.  There were lots of very gifted artists there that I chatted with, but this one artist drew me into some interesting conversation that I now can’t recall the details of.  I was fascinated by D.E.’s energy.  You know how you just mesh with some people and get into these magical conversations?  Well, that was it.  We ended up becoming friends and would talk on the phone for hours.  He was psychic, like me, and was very versed in things that I didn’t know much about at the time like the Illuminati, the World Bank, conspiracy theories, and Earth changes.  We talked about ETs in an off-handed kind of way.  He warned me about California and said that his connections had told him that it was NOT safe to stay there much longer and he had been told to go to the Colorado area due to it’s elevation and not being near coasts.  He was very serious about it.

Sometimes I can be clueless, and I really should have caught on sooner than I did.  Anyway, when we’d talk on the phone, 4 hours would seem like 15-20 minutes.  Time got warped.  It was weird, but I didn’t catch on…as I said.  Then, one day he offered to do some healing work on me for my chronic head and neck pain.  Well, I’ve had a lot of healers work on me, but the energy work he did on me was the oddest thing I’ve ever had done to me.  At one point, I was on my back while he worked on my solar plexus area.  His hands did frenetic, weird, SUPER FAST movements pushing into my gut while his breathing was very exhausting sounding.  It was like he was doing a very vigorous workout with weights.  I think his eyes were closed, but it’s hard to remember now.  When I flipped over and he went to put his hands on my damaged neck, I think (if I’m recalling it correctly), he quickly pulled them off with an, “Ouch!”  He said that when he went to touch my neck, he felt burned…it was super duper hot.  So, he had to work around the periphery of it.

Whenever I’d look at him, something seemed off about his energy and body, but I could never quite put my finger on it.  It was almost like, although he looked like a human guy to the average person, something wasn’t quite right.  It was as if he was wearing a human suit that didn’t fit perfectly…but not so off that people who weren’t psychic would notice.  His neck always seemed slightly too long and his head too small…but really slightly.

His sculptures were FABULOUS.  The man was very talented.  But, it wasn’t until I was at his place looking at some of his newer works that I noticed a penis.  Then I noticed a breast, and butt, and vagina, etc.  He had sexual body parts hidden as part of his sculptures.  Ha!  A turtle’s head and neck was a penis, for example.  I hadn’t noticed that earlier.  Now, all that I was fine with, and rather amused, but something that came out later I was NOT okay with and is why I ended up distancing myself.

While talking to a friend about him, she suddenly started asking me questions about him like, “Do you lose time when you talk to him?”  Yep.  I can’t recall all the questions now, but I answered yes to all of them.  Then she said that she had dated a grey years before and that D.E. was a grey alien.  I responded with something like, “Oh, come on…”  But then…

“Coincidentally” during our next phone call of 4 hours that felt like 15 minutes, D.E. told me this event that had recently happened that he thought was so funny.  This couple that had purchased some of his art invited him to their home for dinner.  When he showed up, their 4 year old daughter answered the door, took one look at him, pointed at him, and started screaming, “Mommy!  Daddy!  He’s a grey!”  I was silent as he really eerily chuckled on the phone.  I was thinking, “Oh shit.”  But, as much as that kind of scared me, it also was intriguing.  Gotta say, though, his laugh was eerie.

What finally caused me to not want to interact anymore with him (and I think he psychically picked up on it as he stopped calling) was this one conversation that somehow led into talk about pedophiles.  Needless to say, I’m horrified by pedophilia.  But, he defended it.  He went on to talk about history and how it’s just our modern day prudishness that thinks it’s not normal for people to have sex with 12 year olds…that long ago you had to start having babies young because people didn’t live that long, etc. etc.  He creeped me out and I suddenly worried that I was friends with a sicko.  That was our last contact.

Now, what’s extra suspicious about him probably not being human is that there is almost NO sign of him anywhere when I Google.  The only thing I found was some info about a lawsuit he filed where the website was dated 2008.  It’s like he totally vanished off the face of the planet.  He probably DID vanish off the face of the planet!  I mean, with the type of work he did, as an artist, he should be somewhere on the Web, but, nope.

I’m wondering now, if he reacted the way he did when he was doing healing/energy work on me was because I’m not human either…but I’m a different ET group?  There was some reason he felt the need to tell me all these world secrets and such.  But, me maybe not being human is for my next post.

Toodles,

Atheria

Arcturians and Ancient Ones 6-23-2018

My Arcturian friends came through this morning, along with a brief appearance of a group that referred to themselves as the Ancient Ones.  I don’t have fancy video editing software, as you can tell.  I shoot these videos with a regular cheap Canon camera set on low rez to not hog up too many gigs.  If you want to skip watching me go into trance, you can fast forward to 2:10.  Incorporation of my unseen friends was much smoother today.  I kept telling myself, “Let go.  Trust.”  Getting me to stay out of the way helps.

Peace,

Atheria

Labyrinth…not the movie with David Bowie. :-)

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While in DeVargas Center in Santa Fe on Saturday I ran into a friend who not only is a great astrologer and search dog trainer, but also does Reiki.  She could see on my face how bad my constant headache was and kindly offered to work on me in the mall.  Of course I said “Yes please!”  Her hands immediately got warm and I felt the tingling of energy flowing when she placed them on my neck.  She explained that she also incorporates another form of healing with Reiki that involves working with a square/rectangular grid that always appeared on the patient.  Well, “always” except in my case.  She said that instead of the usual square or rectangular boxed grid, my neck showed her a circle.  Then the circle morphed into a spiral, and then into a labyrinth.  She didn’t know what to make of it, but just went with the flow so-to-speak.  My gut reaction to the labyrinth image was that it was depicting the complexity of my 22.5+ years of pain hell that over 100 MDs, healers, etc. cannot figure out.  I know for a fact that I’ve died by neck injuries in numerous lives, so there’s THAT.  Plus I have a real (actually…3 now) neck traumas in this life, with the most recent being last month.  I can’t help but feel that there is something I’m not getting, so my guides are getting increasingly aggressive about “whacking me in the head”…maybe until I get to the point where I simply cannot survive in this much pain anymore.  It’s not that I’ve not tried to help myself, believe me.  I’m not a lazy person by any means.  I just can’t figure out the damn message.

Regarding my neck damage, my body has continually either not responded to what doctors have done at all, or had really weird reactions to their attempts to get me out of pain…including sometimes getting worse.  I’ll never forget the look of total fear (thinking LAWSUIT) on the face of the head of neurosurgery at UNM a few years ago.  He injected a nerve in my head with something…expecting that I’d say, “OMG!  The headache and neck pain is gone!”  But, nope.  Instead, I developed extreme vertigo he could not explain.  He shook my hand after one visit with, “I can’t help you.  Good luck.”  I had a top guy at Cedars Sinai in Los Angeles tell me that they knew I wasn’t faking the pain and signs of nerve damage in my face, but, “We can’t figure out what is causing your symptoms.  What we see in MRIs don’t explain the headache and face droop.  Try hypnosis.”  Gee…thanks a lot, doc.  Another top neuro in Santa Monica said I should have symptoms I didn’t display but had symptoms he couldn’t make sense of.  He mentioned removing part of my skull but couldn’t promise it would work.  Ummm…no thanks!

Then there’s my endocrine system that is SO weird, I had a very experienced endocrinologist in Santa Monica keep sending me back to Cedars Sinai for more blood tests because he thought the results could not be mine.  Each time, my hormone values came back weirder and weirder.  He finally got so exasperated he said, “I think you’re an alien.”  BINGO!  Supposedly, it was “impossible” to have my numbers yet have my body do what it was doing.  Well…not in Atheria’s world!

When I became severely hypoglycemic in 2010 MDs couldn’t explain it either.  Once again, blood test results didn’t match my severe low blood sugar attacks.  Only one guy mustered a guess and warned me that I’d probably become diabetic years later.  And, yes, my body is trying to become diabetic now…but I’m fighting it.  I am not overweight by any means, so even THAT is odd for Type 2.

Then there’s the IBS with idiopathic constipation life-long issue (since birth) where eating tons of fiber does not help at all.  I actually do better with less fiber I think.  As a kid I’d have to put spoonfuls of wheat bran on all my food and take mineral oil with Senokot, and I’d still struggle.  By the way, Aloelax by Nature’s Way is a freaking godsend!

Why I’m even mentioning all of my personal health issues is to talk about how opposite normal I am.  When doctor/healer after doctor/healer can’t make sense of how your body behaves, you start to really wonder…”Am I not human?  Am I just wearing a human suit?”  When a holistic doctor a few years ago muscle tested me for foods, it annoyed him to no end that my body actually LOVED coffee.  (I say that with much glee!)  His attitude was that coffee was not good for anyone, especially someone with hypoglycemia (at the time) so he begrudgingly said, “Well, don’t increase your consumption.”  LOL

As you know, I am a psychic medium and trance medium…often of ETs.  Perhaps there’s more to my connection to ETs than I thought.  Maybe I am an alien.  Years ago while walking around Hollywood, this thought popped into my head, “You don’t belong here.  This is not your home.  You are not one of these people.”  Then there’s the very dramatic reaction I had during a session with Eric Pearl in 1996 where I left my body, traveled through a tunnel, and was plopped out into the universe somewhere.  Beings were standing behind me and we were “talking” telepathically.  They showed me this star cluster WAY far away and I was hit with indescribably strong, overwhelming homesickness.  I started hysterically crying.  Eric was asking, “What’s happening?!”  But, I was crying so hard I couldn’t speak.  I’ll never forget that feeling.  The beings with me said, “We know you don’t like it where you are, but we want you to know that we’ll be with you from now on and you will be brought home when you’re done with what you need to do.”  I then zoomed back through the tunnel.  No wonder I have issues really connecting with places (except Taos) on Earth.  This planet just doesn’t feel like home.

If any of my ET friends are reading this, I’m ready to go home now.  I’m “over” this place and suffering in pain.  Beam me up, Scotty!

Tired in No Man’s Land,

Atheria