Tag Archive | UFOs

Federal Government and Aliens

I just learned from a fellow contactee about Emery Smith who is ex military and worked at Sandia Labs.  He went public to save his life after some assassination attempts.

https://www.thehighersidechatsplus.com/forums/threads/emery-smith-insider-whisteblower-et-autopsies-ufos-and-more.7652/

https://www.gaia.com/person/emery-smith

He confirms that Sandia Labs, Los Alamos Labs, and the infamous Dulce (cow mutilations and famous ET/military shoot out) are connected underground via tunnels and that ET work is real.

As someone who suffers from spine damage (since 1995) and constant pain, pay attention starting around 13:00 into the video interview on The Higherside about inflammation and how our bodies can heal themselves except for the energy around us and toxic food!

Emery seems very credible to me…not nuts at all.

During my first REMEMBERED abduction experience in 1998 when living in the Hollywood Hills, I was taken to a lab underneath downtown Los Angeles.  I was shown hybrid babies in test tubes full of fluid.  The first group that took me, and brought me to this lab, treated me very much as an equal.  I’m a very emotional person, normally, but when I was with them, ALL emotion was gone.  I functioned 100% on logic…all left brained.  About two weeks later, a DARK ET group took me, and I think they took me to find out what the first group showed me.  I’ve never been so scared in my life.  It was horrible.  I laid down on my apartment floor begging God, “Please don’t let them know I’m in here.”  Then lights shown in my door’s windows and I blanked out until the next morning.

It didn’t dawn on me, because sometimes I’m dense, “Why did the first group bring you to this lab, treat you as an equal, and show you what they were doing regarding ET/human hybrid babies?”……until someone a couple of years ago, “Do you think they showed you the lab because you are a donor mother?”  Now, I have had hormone problems my entire life.  At one point, a VERY experienced endocrinologist in Los Angeles got so dumbfounded by my hormone levels (he kept sending me back to Cedars Sinai Hospital for more bloodwork) that he got exasperated and said, “I think you are alien.  What your body is doing, and your hormone levels, are IMPOSSIBLE.”  I went for about 15 years without periods, so if eggs or a fetus were taken, I’d never know.  (At 51 and getting MORE regular and fertile, I now joke that I’ll probably be able to get knocked up at 65 due to unused eggs.)

A couple of years after my 1998 downtown Los Angeles lab experience, I was at a party where someone (very nonchalantly) said to me, “Oh yes, there’s an ET lab underneath downtown L.A.  What better place to put an alien lab than in plain sight?  There are so many distractions above ground…no one looks down.”  That made sense.  Up till then, I had dumbly assumed remote places like Roswell and Area 51 (it’s real) were where stuff went on.  But, it’s more intelligent to put stuff underneath a huge, glitzy, easily distracted city than a remote place in New Mexico or Nevada.  Look up the Denver airport and how it distracts people  so they don’t notice its Masonic imagery and clues.  (After Jesse Ventura’s episode aired, DIA removed the imagery.) — Side note:  I briefly dated a gifted psychic medium in 2004 who is a Mason and Scottish Rite member, who…wouldn’t give me details due to secrecy, admitted that he witnessed high magick stuff that freaked HIM out….and he was not easily freaked out.

I’ve heard for years that there are underground tunnels between Sandia Labs, LANL, Dulce, Taos (Taos hum), and Denver.  Despite being a psychic medium and channel, I’ve shockingly never heard the Taos hum (gladly…as I’ve heard it’s super annoying and I adore Taos), but I will say that I don’t get hungry there.  If I could bottle Taos up and sell it as a diet aid, I would!  The first time I ever visited Taos (August 1998) I happened to meet a fellow Los Angeles person while lost in Arroyo Seco (my favorite Taos area) and she said to me, “Do you notice that you don’t get hungry here?  Normally I’m into Doritos by 3 p.m. but I don’t need to munch while here.”  Yep.  I have to force myself to eat in Taos.  I think the energy is so strong there it feeds your soul.  I have documented in pictures that my green eyes get greener in Taos.  It’s odd.  Last year I was talking to a Taos Pueblo member and he told me that when geologists were surveying the pueblo property, they came upon a weird magnetic field in front of grandma Taos Mountain that they could not explain.  Hmmm…

As fate would have it, I met a retired Sandia/Los Alamos Labs guy weeks ago, who flat out said that yep…the Labs are involved with ETs.

Well, I’m tired and need to do my daily yoga.  But,  interesting things are going on here in the Land of Enchantment.

In Light,

Atheria

Advertisements

But whatever time we have it can be enough.

I keep wondering exactly why I’m drawn to Northern New Mexico up through Southern Colorado…and THIS appears.

http://abcnews.go.com/Lifestyle/meet-ghostbuster-aliens-investigating-ufos-paranormal-highway/story?id=52292097

37th Parallel

https://www.usatoday.com/story/tech/columnist/2016/11/06/37th-parallel-makes-strong-case-ufos/93169956/

Holy shit! This confirms what I’ve said for years! There is something powerful about Santa Fe, NM (actually, just north of Santa Fe around Tesuque…and especially Taos) up through southern CO (Telluride and Durango…maybe Ouray).

http://www.ufonut.com/the-37th-parallel/

I know the woman who owns the UFO Watchtower in Hooper, CO and I spoke at a UFO conference there. Lots of UFO activity in the Hooper area. http://ufowatchtower.com/ – There is also a reason why Crestone, CO is the new Sedona, AZ…a power spot. http://www.crestonecolorado.com/shambala.html

http://www.waymarking.com/waymarks/WM72RM_Latitude_37_North_the_border_between_six_US_States_Four_Corners

37th parallel north

https://www.spiritualtravels.info/articles-2/north-america/the-surprising-spiritual-mecca-of-crestone-colorado/

I have been wanting to visit Crestone (near UFO hub Hooper) for a couple of years now (especially after I found out my psudo-mom Shirley MacLaine considered building a retreat/healing center there)…but after watching this video, I am DEFINITELY going this summer!

http://abcnews.go.com/US/navy-pilot-recalls-encounter-ufo-unlike/story?id=51856514

Getting back to UFOs…here is a Navy pilot’s UFO ecounter.

Thanks for reading this random post.

In Light,

Atheria

Patient Seventeen

A friend just told me about the documentary, “Patient Seventeen”, on Netflix…which is about alien implants in humans.  I’m watching it right now, and while watching the movie, I had this sudden “AH HA!” realization/suspicion hit me.  Back in August of 1996 when Eric Pearl did his first 3 healing sessions on me, something occurred during the 3rd session.  He couldn’t pinpoint what it was, but he sensed something going on in my right upper chest to right shoulder area.  During my sleep that night, I had a major out of body experience, and slammed back into my body with such force, it threw me half out of my bed…and I re-entered my body through the EXACT spot he had sensed something going on in.  It was after that moment that I started hearing voices, having visions, sensing spirits/beings, etc.

Anyway, every single time I go through TSA at airports the past few years, they have to pull me aside and pat me down because something shows up on the x-ray machine in my right chest/right shoulder area!  I’ve even worn totally different bras with no wires, etc. and it doesn’t matter.  It always confounds them when they find nothing VISIBLE there.  I’m wondering if I have an alien implant in my right upper chest near my shoulder?  It’s certainly possible with my history.

You should check out the documentary.

Wondering,

Atheria

Starseed Awakening Interview

Starseed Awakening

Despite still dealing with a bad cold, I had a great time chatting with Miesha Johnston, Hannah Thoresen, and Mary Munoz yesterday on Miesha’s radio show, Starseed Awakening (based in Las Vegas, NV).  I was interviewed on the show for 2 hours and you can listen to the show via this link:

I was worried that I couldn’t fill 2 hours, but there were more topics we didn’t even get a chance to talk about.  Get me started talking about UFOs, aliens, and Taos and I can’t shut up!  LOL

During the interview, I mentioned an “accidental” UFO picture I took in Albuquerque, NM in December 2005.  Here is the story and photo on Shirley MacLaine’s site:  UFO Stories in Their Own Words – Until then, I had not been aware of UFO’s that could cloak themselves and be in plain site yet invisible to the naked eye.

In Light,

Atheria

Yoga Rebellion & Morning Pages at Night

20170918_202034Hello.  My name is Atheria and I’m an Out-of-Body-Aholic.  If you lived in constant head and neck pain since Oct. 1, 1995 you wouldn’t want to be in your body either.  (To fellow chronic pain sufferer, Lady GaGa…I feel you and can relate.  Also, get your diet as alkaline as possible as that has been proven to help fibromyalgia.)  Granted, I can’t 100% blame my popping out of body on physical pain, but it does contribute.  I tend to be very ungrounded because of my mediumship and channeling gifts and have a hard time REALLY being in my body.  After meditating years ago in Los Angeles, I went to go walk a few blocks to Trader Joe’s and twice during the 1/2 mile walk I suddenly realized that I was over 6′ tall.  Keep in mind that I’m actually 5’1 3/4″ tall.  But, my vantage point when I looked down at my feet was clearly higher up than it should have been.  I had to will myself back down into my body.  It got to be kind of funny, actually.  I popped out, and tugged myself back in while reprimanding myself.  🙂

Being ungrounded brings me back to part of yesterday’s verbose post…yoga.  I know, I know.  I whined and complained about being tired of HAVING to do yoga and HAVING to do anything.  I had a temper tantrum.  As much as I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE dancing like a Whirling Dervish on amphetamines (not that I know what speed is like), and I will continue to dance more often, dancing isn’t really grounding for me.  If anything, it makes me lose touch with my body even more.  The music takes me over and I lose myself.  Now, that is beneficial at certain times, but since I have ungrounded tendencies, I really do need to do something physical that brings me fully into my body.  Re-enter the stage…yoga.

After skipping just one day’s yoga routine, when I went through my bone and muscle building series of poses tonight, it was oddly harder.  My body was noticeably sore/painful and stiffer than normal.  It was rather annoying, but also caused me to really pay attention to what my body was telling me.  I didn’t have Rhianna belting out songs about whips and chains exciting her to distract me from myself.  I am sticking with yoga, as my constricted with chronic pain body needs it.  That being said, I am not going to freak out that the world will come to an end if I have to skip a day due to some event I need to attend or something.  Gotta loosen up a bit on the obsessive/compulsive thing.

As another follow-up to last evening’s post, my fellow vegan friend (and FABULOUS baker), Alaine, suggested that…regarding me not knowing EXACTLY what to write and being aggravated that my unseen friends don’t get more specific…I simply set aside some time every day (just like I do for my yoga) to write whatever just pops into my head, a.k.a. comes to me to write.  That is reminiscent of Julia Cameron’s “morning pages” from the famous book, “The Artist’s Way”.  It would be better to do this first thing upon awaking as Julia suggests, but I just don’t have time for that on workdays.  I’m always rushed.  I’ll call Alaine’s suggestion “whenever pages”.  Ha!  And don’t worry, when I start doing this tomorrow, it won’t be blogged every single day.  I’ll give you guys and gals a break from my posting.  Alaine may be correct that by at least setting the intention to write something…anything…it will get my creative juices flowing again.  It’s certainly worth a try.  Of course, I would appreciate my unseen friends helping out with this…hint.

I’m still very torn about whether to try to leave New Mexico when able to after November 14th or not.  Everywhere I’m interested in moving either has cruddy weather, high crime, crap jobs, or unbelievably high cost of living with horrid traffic.  I will start looking for new opportunities next month, but emails like this from a Santa Fe Meetup friend tug at me.  I really am finding a lovely tribe of people here in Northern New Mexico.  I wish something felt totally right and that things would align.  (Names deleted to protect the innocent.  LOL)

Hello Atheria,

Honestly I think there is something to respect and honor in your willingness to go into creepy places to work and assure your security.  I like to think that you are having a real influence in lightening things up there and bringing in a higher vibe.  I know you just have to make sure it doesn’t get under your skin!  Hopefully you have lots of protection from many wise and even holy ones.

I also sense a growing itch in you to get out of here!  Whatever unfolds I personally (and kinda selfishly) hope you will be here for awhile because you are a delightful addition to Sunday!  We all get such a kick out of you, enjoy you and benefit from your considerable gifts.

Have a decent workweek!  You are a bringer of joy and play and laughter so I sure hope they appreciate you there!

Abrazos,

Anonymous

She touches on something in this wonderfully kind letter that I have realized but don’t know how to fix.  With only one exception (Wheel of Fortune and Jeopardy!), all of my jobs have had a lot of darkness that I was sent to shift.  I’ve had so many people comment on the fact that I changed the energy of a workplace and filled it with light that I cannot deny it.  That’s great and all that, but it’s horribly draining and not good for me.  I don’t want to do that anymore.  It’s exhausting.  I just want to be in a light-filled place where I can have fun!  I will say that even in the dark places, I create fun when and where I can.  I happen to work with great people right now, so they make everything better…but…the basic environment is just not where this creative free spirit should be.  But, I’ve got to pay the rent.

Before signing off, I have to link this UFO abduction story that took place at the Hotel del Coronado in San Diego years ago.  I had never heard of this amazing mass abduction until today!  It seems very impressive in detail.

In Light,

Atheria

Chaco Canyon, Arcturians, Pleiadians, and the Emerald City…am I in Oz?

IMG_2381

Fajada Butte (Pay attention.  It will be important.)

Yep, Alora is definitely standing by since Friday night.  For those who didn’t see my prior Chaco Canyon post, she is my Charlize Theron looking Plejaran/Pleiadian.  I do hope it doesn’t bother gorgeous Charlize that extraterrestrials are taking on her form to look more normal to easily freaked out me.  Anyway, I have been feeling her around nonstop.  So, being the curious sort I am, I started Googling Chaco Canyon to find out more about it and why it’s so powerful.  Come to find out (not really shocking) it is on a ley line that runs up to Aztec Ruins, New Mexico (which explains why, every time I’d drive through the tiny town of Aztec on my way to Durango, Colorado, I’d just love it for some reason) and down to Casas Grandes in Mexico.

IMG_2457Supposedly, looking at Chaco Canyon from the air, you can see very straight roads to somewhere that a few other power spots on the planet also have.  Were they runways for UFOs?  Were they marking certain alignments with the sun, planets, etc.?  Hmmm…

I specifically Googled Chaco Canyon and Pleiadians and found an excerpt of this book online that freaked me out!  (I told you I get easily freaked.)

Walking in Albion: Adventures in the Christed Initiation in the Buddha Body (Chapter 10) by Richard Leviton

Chapter 10 about Richard’s experience at Chaco Canyon is long, but super interesting.  Two things specifically made me gasp while reading it:  (1) Where he mentions a golden chalice — My guides gave me the symbol of a golden chalice to meditate on recently and since I’ve been using that visual, my clairvoyance is blooming like crazy…I literally have cut outs of golden chalices on my living room and bedroom walls to remind me — and (2) Where he mentions an “Emerald City” — I had this vision of an Emerald City in a dream long ago and painted this picture on April 5, 2000.

Emerald City 4-5-2000

Richard documents the strong Arcturian and Pleiadian connections to Chaco Canyon, and as you all know, I channel both of those groups (and others).  Supposedly, my ancestry is Pleiadian, and I do know that at one point I lived on the lost continent of Lemuria.  (Looking for a link to Lemuria info it was “coincidental” that I impulsively used the name Oz in the title of this post not knowing that Edgar Cayce referred to Lemuria/Mu as Oz!)  So, the fact that Alora showed up on Friday night when I was camping at Chaco is not surprising, in retrospect.

Since Friday night’s little meeting with Alora (and friends) I can feel her with me 24/7…like she’s waiting in the wings.  Her message to me about “It’s time” is haunting me.  I mean, what EXACTLY am I supposed to be doing regarding working with her people other than what I’ve been doing?  Driving to work this morning I had the strong feeling of a ship in the sky ahead of me hidden by a cloud.  I can’t prove that a UFO was there, but it was a strong feeling.  I kind of feel like I’m being followed around.  I guess I should have waved!  LOL!  “Helllooooo!  I know you’re there!”

I’m also getting almost a frenetic amount of signs via special numbers.  555 just happened AGAIN as I was typing this.  A draft saved at exactly 5:55 p.m.  In the words of the awesome David Bowie, “Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes”…Yes, changes are coming.  I just hope to God they are GOOD changes in my life!  Everywhere I look it’s either 555, 444, 333, 222, 777, or 1111.

To be continued…

Peace,

Atheria

 

Chaco Canyon

IMG_2398

I just got back from ancient Chaco Canyon, where I spent the night HOPING to see the Milky Way (Chaco Culture National Hisoric Park is an official “dark sky” location) and meteor shower…but…the weather did not cooperate at all.  It was cloudy and rainy all day and night.  Finally, this morning when I was leaving, it got sunny.  Pffffft!

IMG_2465Now, I’ve been to Chaco twice before during daytime…but this time was different.  Granted, after hearing that a Santa Fe friend knows a gal who had a spirit visitation not long ago at Chaco that turned her instantly psychic, I did have a bit of spiritual experience envy.  I did hope that something cool would happen.  (Be careful what you ask for.)  During the drive to Chaco, I got an 11:11 on my car’s clock.  That was a sign.  Then, when I glanced at the map, it showed that the turn off Highway 550 was across from a convenience store at mile marker 112.5.  I happened to glance at my odometer that had been reset when I stopped for gas in Espanola, and it read EXACTLY 112.5 miles.  Then I KNEW something was going on.  I also got a 555 (changes are coming) and when I arrived back home today, this car in front of me (I took a picture to prove it) had the vanity plate 7777777!

Anyway, upon arriving at Chaco Canyon and the campground, I clearly felt strong energy like I’ve never noticed before.  I almost felt like I was vibrating.  Granted, everything DOES vibrate, but this was palpable.  Despite the cruddy weather, I enjoyed exploring all the ancient ruins from people who lived there from around 850 – 1,250 AD…and then mysteriously vanished.  There was this powerful silence at one point, and I could almost feel the people who used to live there.  At one point, I thought I heard something in the wind…but then dismissed it as “nothing”…which I probably shouldn’t have done.  You are not allowed inside the kivas, but I really wished I could have gone inside one and meditated for a while.  Years ago, standing atop the Sandia Mountains overlooking Albuquerque, I suddenly realized I was listening to a pow-wow.  Then I thought, “Wait a minute.  How am I hearing a pow-wow up here at 10,678 feet?!”  I had literally heard history.  Sylvia Browne used to call this type of thing an “imprint”.

I met great people at the campground, including quite a few Californians.  People who camp are just cool people, in general.  One really nice retired couple showed me around their cute teardrop trailer ( I want one!) and told me how tons of people are fleeing California again due to how expensive it is, etc., and that they are planning on moving to Cortez, Colorado.  We then talked about how Northern NM through Southern CO is a magical zone.  You can see their cute camper here:  Teardrop

IMG_2383This was me inside Ruby, my red Honda Fit.  I’m too lazy to deal with tents, so I just sleep in my car.  She has “magic seats” and is an awesome car…got 43.7 mpg on this trip.  Now, I was in a safe, official campground, but when I’m just out in the woods on my own, I also feel safer in a car as opposed to tent.  I had trouble sleeping because I didn’t make the back end squishy enough, so it took me HOURS to actually fall asleep.  Plus, I kept glancing outside hoping there’d be a miracle and the clouds would go away so I could see planets and stars by the gazillions.  At one point, I did have a glimmer of hope, as the moon did move between clouds enough that I could see it.  But, nope, couldn’t see any stars or meteors.  This one other Californian woman traveling alone said this morning that she did see a couple of shooting stars at one point during the night.  Quite frankly, after what happened to me, they may NOT have been shooting stars!

I had a VERY detailed, VERY vivid dream last night when I did finally fall asleep that I’m 99% sure was not a dream.  Either I was abducted again last night, or at the least, suddenly recalled a past event.  But, I think it happened last night because of physical symptoms I’ve had today.  I don’t remember most of the “dream” now, but can recall fragments of me being face to face with a female extraterrestrial, who I think was Alora.  At least, that name was instantly in my head.  (Alora came through a Ouija Board back in 2002 when I used it with my channeling teacher to try to find out who my main spirit guide was.  Everyone else in the class got normal spirit guides, but of course I had an ET show up.  Ha!)  I remember she was solid yet see-through like she wasn’t solid.  It’s really hard to explain.  I could see things inside her…and she was almost gelatinous.  I think she realized her rather unusual (to a human) appearance was distracting me, and morphed into a more human looking being.  Actually, she morphed into Charlize Theron.  Good choice!  She was tall, slim, and blonde and really looked like Charlize.  She let it be known that now is the time.  (When she came through the Ouija Board in 2002…speaking on the behalf of a group…she had said that they wanted to work with me, and that I needed to research them and let them know if I was willing to help.  She had said they were Plejarans i.e. Pleiadians.) It’s time for me to work with her people.  Then all I can remember is that they did medical work on my digestive system (which is awful) and my female system (which, at 50, is having its own annoying issues) like they were trying to get me in better shape for the work I am to do.  I remember saying, “But what about my neck?!” (I’ve had a 24/7 headache and neck pain with nerve damage in my face since severe whiplash on Oct. 1, 1995 that 100+ doctors and healers have not been able to figure out or fix.) For some reason, they didn’t want to work on that.  Hmmm….and that’s the WORST of my issues. :-/ I wish I could recall more of what happened as the event lasted for quite a while and was very intricate, but it’s gone from my memory.  What I will say is that when I woke up this morning, I had to go doo-doo BAD.  Is that TMI?  I barely made it to the bathroom.  Plus, my mouth tasted horribly metallic.  In fact, right now, many hours later, it is still grossly metallic tasting.  I am not enjoying my afternoon coffee because it tastes gross due to the fact my mouth tastes like I’ve been sucking on the fender of a Buick.  Blech.  Not to jinx myself, but my daily digestive woes are seemingly better today.  I hope they did fix that!

We’ll see what happens next.  I have to admit that at one point during the night I had this STRONG feeling that there were extraterrestrials around and had to force myself to look out my car windows.  I was sure, because the feeling was so strong, that I’d see faces looking into my car…and felt scared.  I know, I know.  I channel ETs so why would I be afraid?  But, channeling them is one thing.  Being taken up in a UFO is something else when you don’t know what is going to happen to you.

For those who have a lot of time to kill, I’ve uploaded 204 photos that I took while driving to, at, and driving from Chaco Canyon yesterday and today.  You can view them here:  Abiquiu, Chaco Canyon, and Highway 96 Photos

And here are three Instagram videos I took today while heading home.

Pretty Highway 96:  https://www.instagram.com/p/BXs6_0CHs2T/

Abiquiu Lake:  https://www.instagram.com/p/BXs6ky5nTJV/

Abiquiu Gorgeous View:  https://www.instagram.com/p/BXs9zQiH4Wy/