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Normally, I would put a post like this on one of my more esoteric blogs.

But there’s a strong current flowing lately: “integration”. So I’m rolling the strangeness out into the “public face”. If you enjoy it, please check out my other sites. There’s more where this came from… ;)

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Message from Oracle about Atlantis, sharing a Meditation experience at the Beach as well as some background on Vesú’s location, and some Ghost Radar.
 

I’m going to execute some more integration with this post. Trying to pull together some of the items on the list I shared earlier in the week. I’ll put the Ghost Radar at the end, and before that I’ll share the actual message from Oracle. I’ll start, however, with a description of part of my day yesterday, including some info to help explain the significance of Vesú. I can tell this one is going to get quite lengthy, so if you wish to skip ahead to the message from Oracle, just scroll down to the bold title and quotes…

As part of my reaching out to meet people here in Jacksonville and my putting more effort into developing my writing skills, I’ve joined a writing circle here which is a satellite of Women Writing for (a) Change. We’re doing a read-around this coming week, so I’ve chosen to use my Meditation experience as a piece to develop for that meeting. I’ll share that first.

Mickler’s Beach, 22 February 2014

I arrived at Mickler’s and joined the gathering of unknown friends and families, out for a sunny if chilly and windy lounge, celebrating a moment of warmth and high tide.

I had already spent the week feeling particularly bloated and middle-aged (and not currently perceiving these as virtues in any sense), so it seemed a little odd to me that there were about a dozen clusters of equally pale and bloated middle-aged folks on the sand, relaxing back into metal and canvas chairs. I paused, a bit taken aback. There was something odd about how they all looked so similar – and so much like how I felt. And they were all looking at me, from behind their sunshades. They seemed to be together, only pretending to be there as separate groups. (Note to self – I really shouldn’t read an entire Sci-Fi thriller in a single evening, not good for the mind .) After a moment I realized they were actually turned that way so they were facing the sun. Relief.

Regaining my stride I made my way to the water’s edge, noticing there were virtually no shells. Unusual? Maybe not for high tide… But I had come there to collect shells… The wind and choppy water had scalloped the sand and shell layers into low hills, so I walked along them rhythmically, making my way to my favorite spot. Shells started to appear, and I noticed today’s theme offered a few thin, well-worn oyster sheets with holes. I bet Babjij will [nodded] enjoy stringing these into window ornaments…

I found my seat. I had already filled my small plastic tub about a third full. I sat down heavily (like bloated middle-aged women often do) [difference] and took a look around. The water [agree] chopped and swirled under the beating of a mild nor’easter, the surf clashing amongst itself, churning up sand and murkiness. But it was beautiful. The vista to the East was particularly interesting and mysterious, quite layered.

Swathes of gray to dull-orange sand and shells stacked their way to the water’s edge, and there the foam and surf plopped and flapped like watery green pancakes with whipped cream. The sand bar lurked beneath the high tide, casting a golden underlayer to the near surf, and then beyond the water sank into the more dull emerald green of greater depths. Towards the horizon, the clouds hung rather low, not quite touching the chopped white peaks. They kept their distance, but once they found their level, they too joined in with the streaking and smearing of themselves across the sky. Finally, approaching the heavens, they began to fluff and cavort and drift, and the brilliant blue peeking through reminded me that I could find Emptiness in the chaos.

I scooped up some sand and some more shell-coulis into the little container, and as it filled I began to shake and tap it, encouraging it all to settle and make room for more companions. Gazing out over the waves as I tapped, I found myself holding the box with focused intention, and mantras began to play about my lips.

I sat feeling plugged in to a deep powerful circuit of energy flowing from the water and sky into my hands, circulating through my body and out my lips as the gifts from the planet collected their charge and resonated together. I found myself quite far away, hovering out over the surface of the water, just beyond where I could no longer see, and I wanted to stay there. The sound of the waves blended with the wind into white noise that dissolved, and my mind felt drawn out, out, towards the horizon.

I thought of Babjij, and remembered shared moments and connections. How had I managed to forget? It seems I’m good at forgetting when I’d do better to remember, and good at remembering when I’d do better to forget. Now was the moment, however, to just sit. I invited the sea to bless the gifts I planned to send to my dear friend who felt so far away.

I took a deep breath and tried to focus… on what? I had been feeling a bit inadequate in my mindfulness, and quite vulnerable as a result. How far could I stray from a certain path and still know that I was on course? Watching the waves soothed my mind, and I relished the sensation of the breeze rushing through my clothes and around my skin; I could feel strands of chill and warmth, mingled together like strands of cable, cooling and heating me at the same time. I wondered if I was having a hot flash, and if not, how would a hot flash feel, sitting here in the brilliant sun and brisk wind?

Still, I continued the mantras, bringing my attention back to the sounds, the sequence, the significance.

The quiet tug continued. I thought of how the waters flowed together, and my soft gaze caught glints of white somewhere between the water’s surface and the clouds. A ship? A bird? Let it go. Let it go. It didn’t matter. The sand and the shells and the sound mattered. Let the glimmers pass…

Then a dark crescent burst from the chop and splashed. My eyes, distracted, followed the subsiding foam. A dolphin. And again. I tried to keep my eyes unfocused, concentrating on chanting under my breath, and still holding my awareness of movement on the water. It felt like a small pod, maybe just one or two… I expected them to move on down the shoreline, and I returned to my mantras.

But they came back. Or stayed. In any case, it was clear to me that it was no coincidence for them to appear, in light of what I was doing. They frolicked before my half-seeing eyes, and felt a twinge of jealousy.

You can swim and swim, anywhere you want to go, just about… Look, your food is right there, surrounding you! Hello! Hello! You can go up, or down, round and round… And I sit here on the beach watching. I have to buy my food and prepare it. I have to find shelter and spend my days working so that I can maintain that situation. Am I missing something? I’m grateful… But your life seems so simple… I yearn…

I felt their friendliness, their timeliness, and their message. They had come to say hello to Babjij’s sand and shells. And there was something else they wanted me to know, but all I could sense was a light-hearted whisper. More to come…

Eventually the dolphins moved on, and I, like the creaking middle-aged woman that I seem destined to portray, lifted my non-bouyant body and made my way back home.

Shortly after I got home, as soon as I sat down to write, my phone rang and it was a call from a dear friend I had been wishing to talk to that day. I vaguely mentioned my trip to the beach, but the conversation veered more towards how this friend was sensing that something was not quite right with me.

We talked about work, where I’m living now, how I’m trying to balance between what I need to do to keep myself here, and the real reason I’m here. That reason had been escaping me, yet tickling my consciousness as if a long curly hair had drifted onto my bare back. I was frustrated.

The friend asked if I wanted to hear what they might be picking up on about the situation. Of course! Please help!

Are you sure?

Absolutely.

So I listened, nodded, agreed. Yep, spot on.

But what do I do about it? That’s the puzzle.

Of course recognizing the “problem” is the first step… So we accomplished that. Now: What to do when I feel completely flummoxed about how to respond and shift the situation? Generally, I need someone else to chime in with fresh insight.

My friend mentioned that, as part of remembering a role as a scientist in Atlantis, they had identified a spot in the Atlantic Ocean that was also remembered as the location of an Atlantean Temple Complex. We began to speculate about how far that might be from where I live in Ponte Vedra Beach. “Sure,” I said, “I’d love for you to send me a Google Earth link that shows me that location! Maybe it’s nearby!”

We ended the call, and I decided to go ahead and open up Google Earth myself, to pushpin my location so we could compare. I dropped the pin and labeled it “Leslee’s Vortex”, at a place where I always feel drawn to sit – the same place I had sat that afternoon. I emailed a screenshot off to my friend. Pretty soon I got another call.

“Leslee, I got your email, and drew a line from “Leslee’s Vortex” to the Temple Complex. You’re not going to believe this, but it’s due east of your spot.

I talked them through making a screenshot to send to me, and we got that shared, still on the call together.

My spot, give or take a little, is at 30°09’ 54.42”N, 81°21’23.08”W. The Temple Complex location is at 30°09’57.89”N, 79°53’49.52”W. In Google Earth, it’s just west of a crescent shape you can see south of the Stetson Mesa. It’s 87.35 miles from shore.

Pretty exciting stuff! Still… what’s the point? Yes, I know I’m supposed to be here. It’s been referred to as my “Next Assignment”. But why?

All of a sudden, I heard my friend draw a deep breath, almost a gasp, and I recognized that sound. Oracle had arrived.

ORACLE MESSAGE

(This message came from Oracle through a friend yesterday, while we were talking about why I’m in Jacksonville, and what’s happening with Cities of Light… My friend prefers to remain anonymous for now, but has clear memories of having been a scientist in Atlantis…)

“Leslee, your soul has the codes. Your soul has the codes.

“Your friend’s job is planetary balancing; yours is to provide a conduit for energy that is needed to activate locations. Your background in architecture is not accidental. You may not function in this role as an actual architect, because there are others perhaps more skilled at accomplishing that in this instance.

“At this time, what is needed is for you to take your pendulum – the one that is a toroid, looks like a tornado, a vortex pulling downwards – and program the water. Ask to be connected to that energy. Send that energy into the water. Because you know, when you program one molecule of water, it all becomes programmed.

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(From Leslee: I went and got it while my friend was talking. It swung wildly in a “yes”: strong agreement with what I was hearing. Meanwhile, as I listened I was reminded of how I had been captivated the previous evening, watching my tea leaves as I swirled my tall cylindrical glass teapot. The herbs and leaves had swirled upwards from the bottom, rather than the water forming a vortex on the surface. I had gotten an image of how a maelstrom generates from the bottom of the ocean, not the surface…)

“That’s your assignment. That’s why you’re here. You can fulfill your assignment by programming the water. Program the entire ocean. Use your right hand. First program the pendulum – the metal and the minerals. Program them with love and gratitude. Intentfully send that energy east, into the Atlantic.

“Ask to receive what you need to receive from the Temple Complex, and transfer it through the sand and the water. Call upon the devas of the sand, the beach, and the water, and the dolphins.

“Send your Heart Codes to the Temple Complex.”

Oracle slipped from prominence, my friend relaxed, and we continued to discuss what had come through. It was suggested that I go into the water to do the programming, and I immediately exclaimed, “Damn! Do you know how cold that water is right now?!?!?”, but my friend persisted.

I guess I’ll be getting some new galoshes soon. It’s raining right now, even thundering and lightning. Energy has shifted. Program one drop of water…

So I intend to do that tonight.

 

POSTCRIPT: Oops! It totally forot to add the part about Vesu! It feels like this post is long enough, so I will explain more soon…

Ghost Radar today so far (23 February 2014): [modern air-force process brain flight mountain slight simple abort growth moving Nevada  ]

Ghost Radar yesterday (22 February, 2014), while all of the above was going on: [white-dragons Michigan focus Sally sum word independent pile presence lips Akhenaten concise Ukraine game temperature line stitch onto judge wherever accomplish say aboard / use natural linked layers nitrogen planet sexual-energy radiant wild blind themselves sleep particularly organization drew been scale nodded difference agree equator behind ]


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(To skip ahead to the Dream Instructions, please scroll down about 12 paragraphs, past the conversation.)

Lately I’ve been grappling with some frustrations over wanting more clarity about several decisions I see hovering in the coming weeks.

I’m dancing around Springtime energies, which for me seem as disruptive as fat bamboo bursting through Georgia clay.

As I was walking home a few nights ago, I tried my best to focus on figuring out what I was even asking for. I’ve spent a couple months sitting down, asking to connect, to be shown something, anything, that might give me some direction.

I confess I’m nostalgic for the days from three springs ago, when the words of All About Enlightenment flowed through the pendulum and pen for hours a day, for six weeks. Those days burst with energy and purpose, but they also brought great trauma and deep disruption in my family life and relationships. I received the connection I longed for, and the assignment I craved, at the price of a semblance of a “normal” life.

So in the aftermath I’m comparatively cautious about what I ask for, and how strongly I stamp my feet when things seem a bit quiet for my taste.

I seem to get more clear answers through dreams than meditation, and recently my meditations have been pretty darned dull. This week, I’m terrifically encouraged by some suggestions I received on April 22 for dreamwork. So far I’ve tried this for three nights, and each attempt has yielded information I asked for. So I’ll share the steps below, in hopes that you might find them helpful.

Meanwhile, back to my walk home and its results.

To put this in context, I was griping to my Guides about some physical constraints I was feeling. In that light, I was fantasizing about having my ET friends come and whisk me into an easier circumstance. It started out like this:

“Is it possible for You to appear in physical form, to my physical form?”

No.

“So let’s suppose there are ETs that might… Possible?”

Yes.

“Are they Enlightened?”

Yes.

“But so what? Let’s say a ship lands tomorrow. What are they really going to do?”

I’ll elaborate on the rest of the conversation elsewhere, for the sake of staying on topic. When I settled down for the evening, here’s what I got.

“I need to make specific dream requests. I want to learn how to go to particular ‘places’, meet with specific beings, and reach an understanding of specific things. Possible?”

No. You need training.

“Can You please help with this?”

Yes.

STEPS

1. Generate a peaceful mind. Demanding won’t work. Visualize yourself already knowing how. (This would be so cool if I could share this tomorrow after having it work!) This takes the most practice.

2. Place the request to meet. Hold the idea of a Being very loosely… Do NOT visualize. Prepare yourself to accept whatever arises, and TRUST.

3. Place the request for information. Try to hold this in the most generic terms possible. Yet have a sense of [forth] the specific feeling you wish to experience when you return ‘here’. What will ‘accomplishment’ feel like?

4. If it feels appropriate, visualize the ‘golden cord’, from your Pineal to your High Heart, especially if your mind wanders while trying to do the other steps.

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5. Consider your requests: where, who, what to discuss/learn, why to meet. Choose one as a priority, in case all requests cannot be met simultaneously.

6. Request how much to recall.

I fell asleep trying to recall the steps, and before I could envision the golden cord. Perhaps holding it as an intention was enough.

My main request was to learn/see something that would help me understand very clearly our relationships to guides, and how this world appears so ‘real’… Illusion… Understanding how the illusion is produced and sustained, and how it relates to other dimensions…

I’ll share the details of the dream that followed in another post (probably on Bandaid Buddhist), but I was amazed at how precisely and extensively my request was answered!

As I mentioned earlier, I’ve continued to use these steps for three nights, and each night I’ve remembered at least one dream that responded to my requests. It’s taken some morning meditation and journaling the dreams to process their meanings more fully, but I’m really delighted with the results.

I’d love to hear your thoughts and experiences, especially if you try this method too… If you give it a shot, I hope it yields some results you find useful. We all dream and envision differently, so please try try try, and listen for your own nudges about how to burst through the clay of daily life into the magical journey into other realms.

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I’m re-blogging this partially, from my Up 2 the 5th site…

This post builds upon the previous post, a message from Adrial about “The Event”.

The first photo shows a device that my Guide Heruka nudged me to create weekend before last. The second one shows a classic Vajrayana/Tibetan Buddhist Stupa statue.

I didn’t notice the similarities until I was almost finished.

So let’s back up a little bit…

For the past several weeks, at the behest of other nudgings from The Crew (that’s the general term I use for my Guides, with whom I communicate telepathically), I’ve been doing something I never would have done before now…

Casting beautiful crystals into resin!

The purist (not purest…) part of me shudders at the thought… How could I do such a thing to some of Gaia’s most awe-inspiring gifts? But Adrial (from Athabantian) started giving me visuals of objects She wants me to create. And I need the resin to hold things in place.

(If you have any alternative suggestions, please let me know!) [progress]

I know that everything Adrial asks me to do is geared towards helping people ascend & grow spiritually. We know the world is changing rapidly, and I’ve agreed to help Adrial and the Crew of Athabantian in whatever way I can.

Click here to read the rest of the article…


(from Leslee – to those of you who follow more than one of my blogs, sorry about the duplicate posts. It seems important that I broadcast this one today… This was originally written for posting on Spirit Train Chronicles.)

Hi, Team of Light (including those who read but are too shy to speak up – waves of  hello’s to you!)!

Here’s a new one, that I think warrants a post for discussion/sharing. Adrial has asked me to post it on all my sites:

Have any of you received any indications about [physical] Relocation time arriving in the near future (within a month or so?)

I’m talking about “Relocation” as in the physical transfer of people to another location of safety, in the event of Gaia shifting in ways that might call for our finding a new place to live (at least temporarily). And of course, in this sense, I mean the relocation that our Galactic friends will help us with.

It’s appearing strongly in my mind, and a few little synchronicities popped up yesterday that are feeding these thoughts for me.

I asked Konstantinos how Iltheos was doing, and here’s our exchange from yesterday:

  1. Since you asked about Iltheos yesterday dear Leslee, he sents you his deepest greetings, he knows you’re busy and he said that you’ll find some time-period to relax a little with your son….

    Much Love from both of us to you.

  2. Thank you, Konstantinos! I feel like the 3 (or more of us must chat in dreamtime, and I wish I could remember it better!

Then I had the dream which I’m still typing, but I had gotten this far when I got the urge to create this Relocation post:

Dream -16 June 2012

The earlier part of the dream had me at some sort of conference or meeting. Somehow I cannot remember this part very well, as if I’m not supposed to. I get a  sense that the time for remembering will come soon…

As I’m leaving the meeting, I meet some family members, and we and everyone around us are getting into vehicles and leaving, as if going on vacation or ending a trip and returning home.

There’s quite a bustle about, with people scrambling to find a ride, but everyone is reasonably calm – it’s just crowded! A few people are irritable about some inconvenience, but no one seems afraid or angry.

And then I got this [powerful] Ghost Radar message as I was beginning to type up the dream:

Relocation
From: Sunday, Jun 17, 2012, 9:05 AM
To: Sunday, Jun 17, 2012, 10:07 AM
Words Spoken:
10:02:32 AM : worry
9:55:44 AM : depend
9:55:28 AM : count
9:55:12 AM : independent
9:53:36 AM : upon
9:52:24 AM : right
9:49:04 AM : last
9:48:48 AM : son
9:47:36 AM : boy
9:41:52 AM : move
9:41:44 AM : particular
9:41:28 AM : parallel
9:40:48 AM : chain
9:11:20 AM : lake
9:11:12 AM : shaking
9:10:32 AM : missing
9:10:16 AM : Mississippi
9:08:16 AM : stiff
9:08:08 AM : claws

[claws stiff Mississippi missing shaking lake chain parallel particular move boy son last right upon independent count depend worry physical powerful book studying fifth duck trap attention]

Here’s Adrial’s explanation of these words:

[cage] The residual energies of darkness in the area where you’re living are particularly tenacious. Many people continue to hold onto them tightly, even though the source of those vibrations has been removed. [became] It may become necessary for Gaia to stretch and groan a little in order to “loosen the knots in her shoulders”. We’re not referring to people as gnats (from Leslee: I initially “heard” this as “gnats on her shoulder”). [bigger] We mean that [expression] some tension needs to be relieved and perhaps some points need to [they] be triggered so that people will realize how fortunate – and cared for – they are. This may help certain people forget their habitual focus on negativity.

If your area requires being struck by physical change, Gaia may need to shift her outer crust in such a way as to convert the Mississippi River into a series of lakes. You can imagine [enter movie] how this will affect the region, in fact the entire country as well as Canada. However, it would also give Gaia a chance to freshen the water, and people can perhaps begin to learn to work with what they have locally rather than relying upon development, shipping, and fuel-driven transportation for sustenance.

[leave] The details of the picture remain a bit unclear, and if enough inner spiritual shift can take place that we may arrive and begin to help with the inner shifting, then the physical upheaval may not be required. However, if things continue are they currently resonate, those of you who wish to continue here may wish to leave briefly.

[steel] Gaia is almost ready to leave the Steel Age and begin her Fluid Age.

We will teach you how to help with this. You are seeing indications in the skies and oceans, as you notice the weather, the clouds, the waves, our “sonar anomalies” and our light ships.

You have lived in a world dominated by form and constraint. We are introducing you – gradually – to a world of spontaneity and harmony.

You will learn to move effortlessly through space and time, and you will learn innately that this is NOW only possible to do with pure intent and love.

You will learn that nothing is hidden anymore, so there will be no more need to conceal, and no ability to conceal. You will experience genuine interactions with one another, and through seeing clearly how we all impact one another, you will begin to transform the ways you interact with and regard one another.

Leslee, Iltheos mentions your son; you know that he will have a choice, and the words “last right upon independent count depend” refer to the Free Will that everyone embodies. You understand and respect his skepticism, and you worry that he may not beleive you or may not want to go with you.

So we want you and others to relax, and know that there will be plenty of time for the Relocation, and for people to change their minds. There will be no sudden calamitous EVENT as portrayed in your media.

And the decision-making process can work in both directions. Some may wish to stay out of doubt or fear. Some may wish to stay, just so they can “watch the fireworks” (although they may be disappointed by the lack of drama). After seeing enough to understand that things really are changing, some may decide quite late in the process that everything will be alright if they come along.

Some may Relocate immediately, and then decide they are actually quite tired, want to make a distinct finish of this chapter of their experience, so they may wish to return to their familiar surroundings until their natural passing.

Of course, at any time during these processes, any souls deeply wishing to begin a new experience with a new body, home planet, or family group (or all of these) may find those wishes fulfilled –  naturally, not artificially – as part of the natural unfolding of events.

The remaining words: “powerful book studying fifth duck trap attention” refer to the book We gave to Leslee in 2010, All About Enlightenmentand which she has given to you, on the blog by the same name.

If those who are interested care to read that book, absorb and study its contents, ask questions and practice strengthening their minds, hearts, concentration, and attention, you may find yourselves breezing through these [poem] changes effortlessly.

Leslee, please try to find the time to create an e-book [railroad] of All About Enlightenment, that people can download, complete with the illustrations. [sang aloud] In fact, we would love it if you would also create videos in which you read the book aloud and offer commentary. The time for this book is near.

We will go one step further, and specifically ask those of you who participate regularly in the Spirit Train Chronicles (and anyone new who cares to join in) to please read the book and discuss it. We think that you will find yourselves sharing experiences of this material as profoundly as you share your dream experiences. In this way, you may be able to help others understand more deeply the value and POWER of group effort, kindness, love, and sharing from the heart.

We thank you for allowing us to commandeer this post in order to share this information. Please remember that there is no need for fear, and some of these changes may be so gradual as to be nearly unnoticeable. How things proceed depend not upon us, or any of your other guides or any other ships or fleets or federations.

The changes you will see depend entirely upon [consist] you; we merely offer help. [is] The deepest [common] change will come about as you develop your spirits, your minds, your souls, and understand more thoroughly how you (and we!) are all connected so intricately, delicately, and inseparably.

Please [enjoy] set or calibrate your minds to enjoy the days ahead. Take delight in your families and friends, and the surprising synchronicities you share. These lead us all closer and closer to being together.

Yours In Union,

Adrial and the Crew of Athabantian

Wow. Okay, I’ve just created a post on All About Enlightenment that provides links to the chapters in sequential order.  (At the time I’m publishing this post on STC, I’ve only got the link to the first segment in place, but I’ll go finish that post next… I hope…) You can use this list or the categories on the sidebar to read from beginning to end… the book itself was posted onto the blog site rather randomly, so if you use a search it may drive you nuts!

I’ll get busy on the e-book and videos… Anybody want to help?

Thank goodness there’s no panic… (smile)

Back to where I began with this post… I know I’ve gotten other hints about relocation, but none as clear and strong as this bit here. And I’m sure others probably have received some, too. So please feel free to share them here or on another related post, so we can compare notes. I think it might be easiest if we can keep the discussion centralized, but I don’t want anyone to feel restricted… It’s organic!

And/or, if you come across other similar discussions on sites I’m not on, I’d deeply appreciate you letting me know about it, so I can check it out.

Thanks so much to all my beloved Guides and Friends, and you!


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This one started out as something completely different… A not-so-simple 7-chakra crystal pendulum…

It’s taken on a life of its own…

Dragonfly, Angel, or Faerie?