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bobhardee- Posts : 3445
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orthodoxymoron- Posts : 13376
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Thank-you for starting this thread, Bob. I started this website in 2008 http://www.krlll.com/index.html and I've done virtually nothing with it. Hardly anyone has responded -- but my opening page hints at a Pleiadian Starseed Background. I just made it up -- but what if at least some of it is true?? At least one Individual of Interest has hinted that I'm not from around here -- which might explain why my life has not gone well. I've been told that I have "Friends in High Places" and that they "Like Me On Phobos". I have no idea -- but I can't take much more of this. BTW -- I've been told that the Jesuits don't like me. That's probably a bad-thing -- especially if they really do run everything on Earth (and possibly beyond). The Bad@$$es shall inherit the Earth?? Seems that way -- doesn't it?? What Would Jupiter Jones Say??
B.B.Baghor- Posts : 1851
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Thank you
bobhardee 
and ortho for re-animating this subject of our origin. I imagine that studying the past, to learn, includes this subject too. For many years I've focused on my presence on planet Earth, I simply had to and even more,
my presence in a physical body
I seldom use these little green creatures, but they're funny and meaningful here, for me, while having felt often, like an alien present in my life on planet Earth, that I looked at life in different ways and deeper too,
compared to most people around me. In short: It was about "Where do I fit in?"
In the background there are life-stories in former existences and my choice to return on planet Earth and sort out some trunks
I've stored here. Part of feeling like a wanderer is my being highly sensitive to energies. Now that I'm becoming conscious of it,
I turn a weakness into a strength, learning how to use it as a skill and not having to live with the onslaught of it, like a cat in a
whirlpool, swept along into its depth. The more we understand the alien within, the more at ease we become with those aliens
"out there" I believe.
Now that we've potentially easier access penetrating through the veil, entering the Akashic records and who knows certain info
that is triggered by listening to trailblazer-whistleblowers like Bob Dean, Simon Parkes and Dr. Steven Greer, it may be that it's
meaningful now, to delve into our soul-origin. Synchronistically I recently posted an article by Doreen Virtue:
"Excerpted from Realms of the Earth Angels
"People have come from all over the universe to live upon earth. In my private psychic counseling practice,
I've been able to get to know many people whose origins are not of this earth. I've learned that there are
many incarnated extraterrestrials (ET's), angels, and walk-ins upon the planet right now.
The first time I worked with an incarnated ET—what I call a "star person," I was startled. She defied all of
my stereotypes about extraterrestrials. She looked a lot like an ordinary person (although there are some
subtle, but key physical distinctions among star people, that I've listed below). Yet, until I psychically
discerned that she was working with a spacecraft, I had no clue that she wasn't from the earth".
Here's the link to that post of mine:
http://www.themistsofavalon.net/t8496-discerning-your-origin-by-doreen-virtue?highlight=Doreen+Virtue#117067
bobhardee- Posts : 3445
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Good morning everyone.
Anyone heard anything from mudra? Hope she is okay.
Bob H.
Anyone heard anything from mudra? Hope she is okay.
Bob H.
orthodoxymoron- Posts : 13376
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mudra last posted on Oct. 20 -- but she signed-on this morning. The trouble with online-communication is that one never really knows who they're talking to -- or how anyone is really doing in "real-life". BTW -- B.B. -- you seem to be working too hard regarding the colors and font-sizes of your posts. This becomes obvious when I quote you -- and see the inner-workings of your posts!! There is an easier way!! Also, your posts don't "fill up" each line -- and I have found myself either centering your posts -- or editing each paragraph to make each line fill up the available space. I realize this is minor trivia -- but I'm in a "mood" this morning.
B.B.Baghor- Posts : 1851
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Oh, thank you, ortho. I welcome your advise to work more economically on my posts. I usually pay attention to the way my posts appear here, I'm trying out more colors and shaping of texts, these days. Also centering them more. But any easier way of achieving the same effect is welcome, thx. Like this?
The hand of Fatima, sort of.....
Oh, thank you, ortho. I welcome your advise to work more economically on my posts.
I usually pay attention to the way my posts appear here, I'm trying out more colors
and shaping of texts, these days. Also centering them more. But any easier way of
achieving the same effect is welcome, thanks. Better like this? Centered and size 16?
I usually pay attention to the way my posts appear here, I'm trying out more colors
and shaping of texts, these days. Also centering them more. But any easier way of
achieving the same effect is welcome, thanks. Better like this? Centered and size 16?
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is welcome, thanks. Better like this?
Centered and size 13? 
The hand of Fatima, sort of.....
B.B.Baghor- Posts : 1851
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Age : 73
Location : Druid county UK
The Language of Light
Most beautiful songs are here: https://soundcloud.com/lia-scallon/13-joyful-inspiration
The Star Language symbology is described as being part of the universal language of our Creator,
which our higher consciousness automatically recognizes as an expression of the Creator’s ‘word’.
Because these Star Languages comprise a spiritual technology originating from higher dimensions,
the results are not limited by the physicality of the 3rd dimension. The symbols are pre-encoded
with insights and information pertinent to our personal and planetary Ascension.
An English translation of the symbols is provided in the accompanying Star Language Codex.
I immediately recognized ‘The Star Languages’ as another form of the Language of Light.
Through the ensuing years I’ve encountered several other versions too – written and painted as
well as spoken and sung. Here is an example of a written Light Language script.
Many such scripts are now being readily translated by today’s star children who are being born without
the amnesia we of previous generations have suffered. Starseed Deborah Lapatina from New Mexico,
writes and paints Light Language as well as speaking and singing it.
If I could but speak to you
the ancient language of light,
you would weep with remembrance…
But I have remained mute
for oh so long
that even I forgot my song.
the ancient language of light,
you would weep with remembrance…
But I have remained mute
for oh so long
that even I forgot my song.
Lonely I have been upon this plane;
deep has been my longing to go home,
and silent my voice from earthly sound,
for once sung I a song
not yet here found.
deep has been my longing to go home,
and silent my voice from earthly sound,
for once sung I a song
not yet here found.
It was a simple language of being,
light impulses conveyed through feelings,
a subtle resonance of spirit
vibrating through cell and heart and soul,
merging and re-emerging into the ALL…
light impulses conveyed through feelings,
a subtle resonance of spirit
vibrating through cell and heart and soul,
merging and re-emerging into the ALL…
Essence to essence we touched
And spoke the silent language of the stars,
mirroring through our eyes and hearts
the light of who we are;
for we were one
and knew not what it was to be alone.
And spoke the silent language of the stars,
mirroring through our eyes and hearts
the light of who we are;
for we were one
and knew not what it was to be alone.
Ours was a realm of purest love,
innocent and infinitely sweet,
we breathed the fragrant breath of God,
hearts pulsing as one
within the one Heartbeat…
innocent and infinitely sweet,
we breathed the fragrant breath of God,
hearts pulsing as one
within the one Heartbeat…
If I sing you the star name of Sirius,
does your soul begin to hear an ancient song?
Of dimensions beyond
the stars and the suns,
angelic spheres of radiance
within the body
of the Infinite One.
does your soul begin to hear an ancient song?
Of dimensions beyond
the stars and the suns,
angelic spheres of radiance
within the body
of the Infinite One.
There are brothers in the seas of our world
who sing this song,
calling man to remembrances
of his celestial Homeland
and his origins of the light filled
Heart of God.
who sing this song,
calling man to remembrances
of his celestial Homeland
and his origins of the light filled
Heart of God.
It is that One alone
who speaks through all that is:
“Rise up my children come Home,
return to blessedness…”
who speaks through all that is:
“Rise up my children come Home,
return to blessedness…”
Now the light of the stars and the sea
awakens also in me
the starry patterns etched within my cells.
And the song of the Eternal One
is truth I have always sung,
for it is the very essence
of who I am.
awakens also in me
the starry patterns etched within my cells.
And the song of the Eternal One
is truth I have always sung,
for it is the very essence
of who I am.
Only now I am remembering
And singing it again…
And singing it again…
By “Grace”, an Angelic being
living in Mount Shasta.
B.B.Baghor- Posts : 1851
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Location : Druid county UK
B.B.Baghor- Posts : 1851
Join date : 2014-01-31
Age : 73
Location : Druid county UK
An Ancient Ancestor Rock Guardian guards the entrance
"By the time I greeted him (the ancestor rock guardian) that evening, the sun had almost fully descended and the light was growing dim.
It was that liminal time, when the boundary between worlds is thinnest…no longer day but not quite night…a time when it is easiest
to cross the threshold. It is said to be one of the best times to make contact with the Sidhe. As expected, there was not another
soul in sight. The silence was deafening, punctuated only by birdsong and the snapping of the odd twig underfoot. My heart was
thumping with anticipation, laced with a tinge of apprehension at what I might be about to experience. It would have been
very easy to be frightened there, all alone in that remote place, but deep down I knew I’d been called there and that
I would be completely safe.
It was that liminal time, when the boundary between worlds is thinnest…no longer day but not quite night…a time when it is easiest
to cross the threshold. It is said to be one of the best times to make contact with the Sidhe. As expected, there was not another
soul in sight. The silence was deafening, punctuated only by birdsong and the snapping of the odd twig underfoot. My heart was
thumping with anticipation, laced with a tinge of apprehension at what I might be about to experience. It would have been
very easy to be frightened there, all alone in that remote place, but deep down I knew I’d been called there and that
I would be completely safe.
Placing my bag of gifts on the ground beside me on the fringe of the Fairy Glade,
I called on the Sidhe. I called them and then waited…and waited…and waited.
Finally, still unable to move, I found myself saying three times out loud …
Finally, still unable to move, I found myself saying three times out loud …
“I come bearing gifts…I await your invitation to enter
I come bearing gifts…I await your invitation to enter
I come bearing gifts…I await your invitation to enter”
I come bearing gifts…I await your invitation to enter”
With that, a deep well of emotion rose from the depths of my soul and I began to sob. I stood there on the forest road
sobbing and sobbing… feeling the pain, the loss and the grief of separation, of having been lost to these Faery brethren for such a long time. The grief was mine but it was theirs also, grief for all that humankind had inflicted upon them. But the tears held a great poignancy too for all this pain was coming to an end. It was time…time at last,
for a joyous re-connection.
for a joyous re-connection.
Then it came…the permission to enter. As I tip-toed through the mossy glade, I allowed my body to lead me where the Sidhe called…
over the trickling stream…over the fallen tree trunks…through the leafy undergrowth, till at last I reached the spot that I knew was right for
my little ceremony. And then I sang… I sang a song of love – a song of gratitude and appreciation – that asked for the Sidhe’s forgiveness on behalf of humankind. My song rang through the clear night air, and up to the vast canopy of stars thatstretched above me. Making a large circle of milk and honey around the edge of the glade, I offered this endless circle of Loveas a gift of reparation. After laying the butter at the base of a giant tree, I stood in the centre of the circle, and givinghumble thanks to the Sidhe, I invited them to join me there.
For about an hour I sang…a song of love from my heart.
my little ceremony. And then I sang… I sang a song of love – a song of gratitude and appreciation – that asked for the Sidhe’s forgiveness on behalf of humankind. My song rang through the clear night air, and up to the vast canopy of stars thatstretched above me. Making a large circle of milk and honey around the edge of the glade, I offered this endless circle of Loveas a gift of reparation. After laying the butter at the base of a giant tree, I stood in the centre of the circle, and givinghumble thanks to the Sidhe, I invited them to join me there.
For about an hour I sang…a song of love from my heart.
I sang for the Sidhe, I sang for the Trees, I sang for Mankind
and for the foxes, rabbits and deer who lived in the forest.
Till it was done".
Source: http://www.soundsofsirius.com/the-sidhe/
"The Sidhe: Wisdom from the Celtic Otherworld"
This unusual book by John Matthews traces his connection with a "Faery" or Sidhe being.
It is full of wisdom and interesting detail about this "cousin" race to humanity.
It includes six exercises and an illustration of a "Great Glyph"
which acts as a tool of attunement with these graceful beings.
"The Sidhe: Wisdom from the Celtic Otherworld"
This unusual book by John Matthews traces his connection with a "Faery" or Sidhe being.
It is full of wisdom and interesting detail about this "cousin" race to humanity.
It includes six exercises and an illustration of a "Great Glyph"
which acts as a tool of attunement with these graceful beings.
bobhardee- Posts : 3445
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Age : 74
Location : The Sandhills of SC
BB
XXXXOOOO Wow. That piece smacked me right between the eyes.
If I could but speak to you
the ancient language of light,
you would weep with remembrance…
But I have remained mute
for oh so long
that even I forgot my song.
Lonely I have been upon this plane;
deep has been my longing to go home,
and silent my voice from earthly sound,
for once sung I a song
not yet here found.
It was a simple language of being,
light impulses conveyed through feelings,
a subtle resonance of spirit
vibrating through cell and heart and soul,
merging and re-emerging into the ALL…
Essence to essence we touched
And spoke the silent language of the stars,
mirroring through our eyes and hearts
the light of who we are;
for we were one
and knew not what it was to be alone.
Ours was a realm of purest love,
innocent and infinitely sweet,
we breathed the fragrant breath of God,
hearts pulsing as one
within the one Heartbeat…
If I sing you the star name of Sirius,
does your soul begin to hear an ancient song?
Of dimensions beyond
the stars and the suns,
angelic spheres of radiance
within the body
of the Infinite One.
There are brothers in the seas of our world
who sing this song,
calling man to remembrances
of his celestial Homeland
and his origins of the light filled
Heart of God.
It is that One alone
who speaks through all that is:
“Rise up my children come Home,
return to blessedness…”
Now the light of the stars and the sea
awakens also in me
the starry patterns etched within my cells.
And the song of the Eternal One
is truth I have always sung,
for it is the very essence
of who I am.
Only now I am remembering
And singing it again…
Thank you. Thank you thank you.
Yes. Yes to you.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=usJl7oiZPnc&list=PL4753D5A3B8F15F12
Bob H.
XXXXOOOO Wow. That piece smacked me right between the eyes.
If I could but speak to you
the ancient language of light,
you would weep with remembrance…
But I have remained mute
for oh so long
that even I forgot my song.
Lonely I have been upon this plane;
deep has been my longing to go home,
and silent my voice from earthly sound,
for once sung I a song
not yet here found.
It was a simple language of being,
light impulses conveyed through feelings,
a subtle resonance of spirit
vibrating through cell and heart and soul,
merging and re-emerging into the ALL…
Essence to essence we touched
And spoke the silent language of the stars,
mirroring through our eyes and hearts
the light of who we are;
for we were one
and knew not what it was to be alone.
Ours was a realm of purest love,
innocent and infinitely sweet,
we breathed the fragrant breath of God,
hearts pulsing as one
within the one Heartbeat…
If I sing you the star name of Sirius,
does your soul begin to hear an ancient song?
Of dimensions beyond
the stars and the suns,
angelic spheres of radiance
within the body
of the Infinite One.
There are brothers in the seas of our world
who sing this song,
calling man to remembrances
of his celestial Homeland
and his origins of the light filled
Heart of God.
It is that One alone
who speaks through all that is:
“Rise up my children come Home,
return to blessedness…”
Now the light of the stars and the sea
awakens also in me
the starry patterns etched within my cells.
And the song of the Eternal One
is truth I have always sung,
for it is the very essence
of who I am.
Only now I am remembering
And singing it again…
Thank you. Thank you thank you.
Yes. Yes to you.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=usJl7oiZPnc&list=PL4753D5A3B8F15F12
Bob H.
bobhardee- Posts : 3445
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B.B.Baghor- Posts : 1851
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Thanks a bunch, bobhardee, it's a great and uplifting message, I found in that video.
To not be afraid to be happy and joyful amidst all that is happening, changing and transforming is a deep teaching to me.
It's amazing to find the source of my reactions almost instantly, the moment they pop up. To me, there's nothing so
liberating as moving from resistance to surrender and see the world with changed eyes.
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B.B.Baghor- Posts : 1851
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Age : 73
Location : Druid county UK
When leaving the Shire, Frodo tells the other hobbits Bilbo's thoughts on 'The Road':
"He used often to say there was only one Road; that it was like a great river:
its springs were at every doorstep, and every path was its tributary.
'It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door,' he used to say.
'You step onto the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to.'".
This was sung in chapter 'Three is Company', by the hobbits when they are walking
through The Shire, just before they meet a company of elves:
"Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate
And though we pass them by today
Tomorrow we may come this way
And take the hidden paths that run
towards the Moon or to the Sun".
This new version is sung softly by Frodo as he and Sam walk in the Shire
a few years after they have returned, and as Frodo prepares to meet Elrond
and others and journey to the Grey Havens to take ship into the West:
"Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate
And though I oft have passed them by
A day will come at last when I Shall take
the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun".
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