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Call of the Stars:
In the lead up to Christmas 2021, I was exposed to a torrent of precognition and psychic insight which no amount of ‘medication’ could suppress. Cosmic Luminosity was revealed to me after putting pen to paper with the following italicized lines:
‘If past, present, and future are united in the Eternal Now, and Time and Space are One, then connecting with the infinite is entirely possible, so too the feasibility of interstellar travel.
Albert Einstein propounded the existence of tunnels embedded within the fabric of the Universe; shortcuts in space/time through which a traveller could conceivably pass - the concept become known as the Wormhole Theory.
Einstein’s hypothesis bears an uncanny resemblance to the tunnels reported by those who have died and live to tell their tale whilst undergoing so called Near-Death Experience.
In the mid-nineteen nineties, after reading the account of one such experience, involving the ‘deceased’ leaving his body and traversing the solar system before entering such a portal, I wrote to The International Association for Near-Death Studies (UK) inviting the organisation’s Chairman to consider a possible link between NDE’s and Einstein’s conjecture. The reply I received dismissed as implausible the idea that physical and spiritual occupy the same space; it was felt the spirit realm was separate from the material realm, which to my mind entirely missed the point; it is patently apparent that spirituality and physicality are fused in human form, so why not beyond the limitations of life on earth?
Those who return from beyond to share details of their most wondrous crossings describe the passage from here to there, and from there to here, as natural, and effortless – like walking from one room into another. We should listen attentively to their testimony… they are among us and have much to teach.
When we are delivered into this world, we also pass through a tunnel - the birth-canal, and as with Near-Death Experience, the new arrival is greeted by light and unconditional love.’
From 11th December 2021 to Boxing Day 2021, the storm of mystical cognisance broke, and with it the pain, tears, and triumphs of past lives, clearly remembered and acutely felt in the here and now.
The meaning and importance of duality was made crystal clear. With comprehension and intense compassion, I saw war, famine, and pestilence. I understood that change is the only constant; that everything is interrelated; that we are all inextricably linked; that the only mistakes are those we do not learn from, and that things are ordained just so, for good reason.
Synchronistic shooting stars and mysterious lights were visible in the sky, and not for the first-time dates with cosmic significance were imparted to me.
During the 90s, I received a transmission:
‘The Global Manifestation of Light in the form of Crat, will take place on Christmas Eve 1997.’
I took this to mean that the skies of our planet would be illuminated by the Star People … the very same celestial beings that seeded us on Earth.
I planned for the advent by organising an event that was to take place on The Coach Road, also known as The Pastures, located in Straindrop, County Durham, the landing site of the radiant emerald orb I had witnessed earlier that same year.
A further communique explained that this was to be a precursor to:
‘The Descent of the Light in the form of Craft.’
As Christmas 97 approached, the skies over the village of Staindrop were aglow; swathes of luminescent, shimmering white light danced across the horizon. The Northern Echo newspaper reported the phenomenon as a laser experiment emanating from Middlesbrough, some 29.3 miles away.
That Eve, as we gathered on the Coach Road, police turned up in an Incident Response Vehicle, demanding to know:
‘Why are you here? What are you doing?’
I explained that we represented the ‘Intergalactic Federation’ and shared the communication I’d received. The driver, consulted his fellow officer:
‘We should be on the streets of Darlington.’
Then sped off, leaving us to continue with preparations.
People came from far and wide to take part - Durham, Dumfries, Devon. My marvellous brothers rallied round with everyone else. Elizabeth, our amazing mother, cooked up and dished out hot broth from a cauldron to keep participants warm. Brian Russell of Little Newsham, a neighbouring hamlet, provided transport and wood fired braziers (Brian, a Master Blacksmith, went on to design and forge the entrance for London’s Globe Theatre).
I’d arranged hundreds of flashing battery powered lights to form a circle on the ground, and on the off-chance, my suitcase was at the ready!
I felt held, supported, surrounded by love and goodwill.
The proceedings were recorded by my cherished friend, Chris Leger, a film maker, who I'd invited to our family home, with a request that she document events.
Some weeks prior to this, it was conveyed by a ‘channeler’, who’d arrived at my door, that although we would not observe craft on the night:
‘The Star People shall be with you.’
To my knowledge, there were no sightings by the those who held hands in that Ring of Unity we formed, as Karen Carpenter’s ethereal voice called out to Occupants of Interplanetary Craft; the occasion however, was not without high drama, as this all took place against a backdrop of hurricane winds that rip-roared through our ears, across the nation, into and through the night … the full force of the butterfly effect.
In the lead up to Christmas 2021, I was exposed to a torrent of precognition and psychic insight which no amount of ‘medication’ could suppress. Cosmic Luminosity was revealed to me after putting pen to paper with the following italicized lines:
‘If past, present, and future are united in the Eternal Now, and Time and Space are One, then connecting with the infinite is entirely possible, so too the feasibility of interstellar travel.
Albert Einstein propounded the existence of tunnels embedded within the fabric of the Universe; shortcuts in space/time through which a traveller could conceivably pass - the concept become known as the Wormhole Theory.
Einstein’s hypothesis bears an uncanny resemblance to the tunnels reported by those who have died and live to tell their tale whilst undergoing so called Near-Death Experience.
In the mid-nineteen nineties, after reading the account of one such experience, involving the ‘deceased’ leaving his body and traversing the solar system before entering such a portal, I wrote to The International Association for Near-Death Studies (UK) inviting the organisation’s Chairman to consider a possible link between NDE’s and Einstein’s conjecture. The reply I received dismissed as implausible the idea that physical and spiritual occupy the same space; it was felt the spirit realm was separate from the material realm, which to my mind entirely missed the point; it is patently apparent that spirituality and physicality are fused in human form, so why not beyond the limitations of life on earth?
Those who return from beyond to share details of their most wondrous crossings describe the passage from here to there, and from there to here, as natural, and effortless – like walking from one room into another. We should listen attentively to their testimony… they are among us and have much to teach.
When we are delivered into this world, we also pass through a tunnel - the birth-canal, and as with Near-Death Experience, the new arrival is greeted by light and unconditional love.’
From 11th December 2021 to Boxing Day 2021, the storm of mystical cognisance broke, and with it the pain, tears, and triumphs of past lives, clearly remembered and acutely felt in the here and now.
The meaning and importance of duality was made crystal clear. With comprehension and intense compassion, I saw war, famine, and pestilence. I understood that change is the only constant; that everything is interrelated; that we are all inextricably linked; that the only mistakes are those we do not learn from, and that things are ordained just so, for good reason.
Synchronistic shooting stars and mysterious lights were visible in the sky, and not for the first-time dates with cosmic significance were imparted to me.
During the 90s, I received a transmission:
‘The Global Manifestation of Light in the form of Crat, will take place on Christmas Eve 1997.’
I took this to mean that the skies of our planet would be illuminated by the Star People … the very same celestial beings that seeded us on Earth.
I planned for the advent by organising an event that was to take place on The Coach Road, also known as The Pastures, located in Straindrop, County Durham, the landing site of the radiant emerald orb I had witnessed earlier that same year.
A further communique explained that this was to be a precursor to:
‘The Descent of the Light in the form of Craft.’
As Christmas 97 approached, the skies over the village of Staindrop were aglow; swathes of luminescent, shimmering white light danced across the horizon. The Northern Echo newspaper reported the phenomenon as a laser experiment emanating from Middlesbrough, some 29.3 miles away.
That Eve, as we gathered on the Coach Road, police turned up in an Incident Response Vehicle, demanding to know:
‘Why are you here? What are you doing?’
I explained that we represented the ‘Intergalactic Federation’ and shared the communication I’d received. The driver, consulted his fellow officer:
‘We should be on the streets of Darlington.’
Then sped off, leaving us to continue with preparations.
People came from far and wide to take part - Durham, Dumfries, Devon. My marvellous brothers rallied round with everyone else. Elizabeth, our amazing mother, cooked up and dished out hot broth from a cauldron to keep participants warm. Brian Russell of Little Newsham, a neighbouring hamlet, provided transport and wood fired braziers (Brian, a Master Blacksmith, went on to design and forge the entrance for London’s Globe Theatre).
I’d arranged hundreds of flashing battery powered lights to form a circle on the ground, and on the off-chance, my suitcase was at the ready!
I felt held, supported, surrounded by love and goodwill.
The proceedings were recorded by my cherished friend, Chris Leger, a film maker, who I'd invited to our family home, with a request that she document events.
Some weeks prior to this, it was conveyed by a ‘channeler’, who’d arrived at my door, that although we would not observe craft on the night:
‘The Star People shall be with you.’
To my knowledge, there were no sightings by the those who held hands in that Ring of Unity we formed, as Karen Carpenter’s ethereal voice called out to Occupants of Interplanetary Craft; the occasion however, was not without high drama, as this all took place against a backdrop of hurricane winds that rip-roared through our ears, across the nation, into and through the night … the full force of the butterfly effect.