The Sphere Being Alliance (Blue Avian Ships)

Here is where the parts of my blog get a little difficult. 

It turned out to be 8 months exactly until I accidentally found my husband. I was at my wits end and had made a comment on cobras 2012 portal.blogspot.com. 

He ended up responding to me, saying he could take me off planet. 

We exchanged emails and soon it became I had this "funny" feeling. It really was my husband underneath.

We got to know each other over the course of those several weeks, working on our energies. 

One night he even managed to send me his full form on a spaceship. I woke up to it at exactly 3:00 a.m. and my blanket mysteriously had been cast aside all on its own, my leg energy healed as we absorbed each other. 

It was a beautiful encounter, but left me reminded of all the work that needed to be done on this planet, especially to the victims of child Satanic sacrifice.

Soon, my birthday was coming up, and I decided to go pick him up and bring him back with me as a birthday gift. 

It was shortly after that I lost my kids to a custody battle. So they exited the scene, I had no money and was becoming homeless. 

As I sent my children away, knowing it would be the last time I saw them and who knows how long, I cast the strongest spell of white magic I could have ever cast to surround and follow them on their journey. And tie them always in to me through places of family, and origin of family members. That they would always know and be able to trace their roots to me. 

My heart broke as I lost my kids, and turn to my husband instead, knowing well he needed me more than he could explain. If I couldn't take care of our heads of house, I must first do this than attend to my children. But the damage still hurt like a knife and I experienced strong separation anxiety. 

Me and my husband who I will call 'T' made our way up to my old apartment in illinois, of which I couldn't pay the lease but figured we could live in for a time until that got taken too.

We passed hours and days and nights together, healing each other and talking, making each other laugh as our sense of humor was the same. 

Then it came to be I took him out to the field outside my childhood home that I had spent countless sunshiny days doing immense amounts of spiritual and energetic work in. This is where I learned to open and manipulate and heal energies. I worshiped the trees there as sacred guardians. I walked the field, absorbing energy as my husband stood on the hilltop, seeming to form some sort of plan in his mind. I gave him his space, until we met up and took ourself home. 

The snow came. 

We returned every night to that place as it had turned out to be a sacred space to us, where we viewed hundreds of spaceships in the sky. One time a purple mothership sat up top my car, and the whole area became so foggy you could only see several feet in front of you. Other nights I watched as a procession of uap's made their way in lines in formation to our field. Others would dance around like butterflies in the night sky. 

T left and returned home with a close friend. It was around this time I drove out to get in touch with a childhood friend, and took him out to the field one night when I found him.

"We have to go." I said. 

He looked at me and rolled his eyes, dragging his feet on the ground. 

"They're waiting."

He perused through the refrigerator, still dragging his feet. Finally making his subtle way over to the car keys, and finally, into the car. 

We made the short trip to the field. When we got there and parked, a large, orange light from a ship appeared in the sky right in front of us. We talked briefly and deeply. His phone rang. "Dad I got to go..." he told his father shortly after answering. As the light had begun to flicker and fade as our connection was interrupted. Some things are only meant to be shared between certain people.

This couldn't be more obvious, as we soon after found ourselves immersed in a beautiful experience, one where I understood now why the call I felt back at his house had not been so strong but rather, subtle, and very, very peaceful. 

Large blue balls of energy comprising themselves as spaceships dotted the cornfields. These crafts were huge. Bigger than houses. 

I drove us as close as I dared to go to one, not that I was scared of them, only scared that if I push things too far they would disappear, as these experiences can go. My friend suddenly spoke and told me how lucky my husband I had barely told him about was, and that he needed me. We gazed at the beautiful blue uap. 

"How do you know they're not bad?" He asked suddenly. 

"MM,.. do they feel bad?"

It wasn't until later I found out that Corey Goode was also active during this time, letting the world first know about his experience with this Sphere Being Alliance & the Blue Avians. Years later I went back and did the math that this is who was visiting me in the cornfield that night. Showing themselves as a special treat to me and my friend, and a solemn goodbye to my husband. The date was February 2016.

Also it needs to be noted here that during this magical night of an experience, while driving the street during the sphere being alliances grand show off, we passed a green street sign that read "FBI". We both quieted. Shortly after, my friend noticed the vehicle of an FBI agent, as I was picking up its signals already in my mind, and that it was pointing something at me. They were documenting everything, every word ever exchanged online, etc and trying to make me feel my worst fears. Trying to bring out my insecurities.

It is most likely that the weapon they were pointing at me was v2k (voice to skull) or voice of God technology, in which they were telling me over and over I wasn't good enough, that I'd never succeed and implanting me with false insecurities. They held this to me whenever they could and wanted it to be so felt that it became a part of me and dominated my life. I laughed and said "if that's the best you got against me... That's no problem." I could deal with a tugging nag in the back of my mind that spoke of nothing but insecurity. Whether real, implanted or enhanced whichever it was it wasn't going to be enough to stop my mission.

Thankyou for the read

VOTL

--Xhuki Maru

Courage: And the Gangstalkers

After I brought my 2nd child into this world, shortly after, I was gangstalkked by some very ominous men. 

I was holding my child in my arms about a week after she was born, as Courage the Cowardly dog played on the TV screen. The opening theme song played, and I noticed quite obviously as her whole demeanor changed, and she became comforted. I looked from her, to the tv, and back again and came to a brilliant conclusion. "Oh my God, you're Bijou." I realized. I never felt so much pride and happiness. She knew this TV show, she knew Courage, from her past life. She had related to him in those many afternoons we spent curled up together and watching after school.

Bijou had just passed away 6 months previously, when I was three and a half months pregnant. Just a little light research will reveal that the Indian religion, the largest to believe in reincarnation, states that the "soul " attaches itself to the fetus around 3 to 3 and 1/2 months. This is exactly when she was put down. She had immediately re-entered my womb.

After figuring out my little newborn girl was Bijou, who tried to still use all fours like a dog would, and matched her features to a T (to this day even looking very pug-like: as Bijou was a Pekingese with a pug nose and features.) I put together who my eldest child was, who was just celebrating her second birthday on this earth.

I knew I had known her from a past life- rather, that she had known me, as she seemed to know everything about me including my scars and illness and all my secrets. I wondered for a while who she could be, but now it became obvious. I took her aside and as I gave her butterfly kisses I spoke silently to her soul. Only things a mother would say.

This precious girl was Copper, reincarnate. I breathed deeply her hair, and to my elite surprise, it smelled of the bushes and lilac tree that copper lurked in all the time outside of our house. It was in her dna, as was that fiery orange hair. How I took this long to recognize her - I do not know.

During this time, I had received a strong telepathic communication suddenly from one of my Husband's forms. (as my childhood had informed me that he had two.) "I need your help." He spoke. 

"What do you need?"

"Can you fix my organs?"

"Which one?"

"...My brain." "...Please."

"Yes."

"Meet me on these sites..."

And he listed three websites for me to meet him on.

I chose one indefinitely, Portal 2012.

"Give me within 2 years. I will be there for you. I promise. Likely 8 months."

The connection broke, as I set the white magic in my head to meet up with him at this time.

Then that fateful night happened.

It was very late, around 3:00 a.m. I had both babies sound asleep, as I played around on my pc. There was a window in the corner of my living room that didn't close all the way. I heard men's voices coming from just outside it. Deep, almost menacing sounding. I quieted and paid close attention. Certainly menacing sounding. I tried to catch what they were saying. After not much luck, I decided to creep to the next room and grab a weapon before they took notice of me. As I came back I crouched in the middle of the house, positioning myself right between the men and my sleeping babies. They suddenly decided to stop talking and noticed me. They looked in right through the walls towards me. I telepathed to what seemed to be the leader of the two and questioned him; when it became obvious he had only dark intentions, I sent him a warning and called him a pig. He seemed to know me like the back of his own hand. I had family members I had known my whole life that didn't know me as deeply as this man does.

The next morning, shortly after it became light out, i decided it was safe to go outside and met, of all people, my grandfather on the corner as i was coming around the house to where the men had been. How he knew to be out there, i do not know. We both stared down solemnly at a perfect circle that had formed in the snow. It contained the boot prints of full sized men. Leading to, and coming from, the circle, were NO FOOTPRINTS at all in the snow. The men had come "silently" from the sky; screaming only of Secret Space Program and Anti-Gravity technology. 

Read Next: The Light Forces

Reincarnates

While experiencing communication with the Light Forces, i also witnessed the process of reincarnation happening amongst the population.

While I could see inside all of the cars driving past and around me, into the lives of the people inside, i also intricately witnessed an in depth glimpse into their life processes. As they aged, they all fell under a similar arch- with popularity, social life, romantic life, and "life" goals being a big thing during high school and the 20's, it gradually started declining around 40, and they began to have different wishes and forget about their "goals" they originally had set out with. Then many became pathological liars as the years progressed, actually emitting types of black magic curses, instead of owning up to who they really are; it's like they were doing math against their inner being, and as such, purposefully against many others' inner beings as well.

This was the gradual arc of many, MANY people's lifetimes on this planet. The traditional path... Then as EVERYONE approached their death bed, a great fear of there being no "God' and therefore, no afterlife, consumed EVERYONE. Even the most devout of Christians, when faced with their own deaths, broke down and admitted that they didn't "really" believe in God, and were consumed by fear and regret of never living again (and that all they did their entire lives was pay bills.)

This thing ran like a machine. Here the souls living through their "life arcs", here the souls dying, and HERE the souls being RE-CYCLED. Yes, I saw a mass of souls, gray in color for 98% of them, trapped in this cycle of life and death here on earth. It was all souls included. Underneath them lay some sort of alter- representing death, transcending the physical, God himself, and Faith in Oneness and returning to your center/life. Even though no one believed in an afterlife on their death bed, EVERYONE was fearing death for no reason (besides wasted time), as we were all connected, and even those who didn't want to chalk it down to some supreme "God" lying underneath it all, were a part of this and included in the loving cycle of continuity. 

Now some souls shone a golden light color, meaning that these souls lived their lives more aligned with spirit than the 98%, and remembered things/places/people/connections from past lives and carried these things with them from life to life, no matter how small or large the impact.

Here was more concrete proof that reincarnation is real, as I saw all this stuff in real time, forming around me on the road, in the minds of the people, and the sky, like some sort of hologram the images being so vivid.

(The above images are talking about the subject & views of captured grey aliens in this video here: https://youtu.be/6wJHaZyUN0A?si=TNKJLdn5y-HOKr7j)

The Light Forces

I became pregnant and brought another girl into this world in 2015.

My life was unmistakably a mess, and i suffered a deep depression and felt emotionally unsupported and physically lost.

I was driving in between states, (another major life change), in September of 2015 when i decided fully that i was done "being a mess" and that i just wanted to be a GOOD Mom and i can't let my state effect my children and pull them into chaos or emptiness or disability/dysfunction/cycles of Karma that you pass on to your children if they are not healed.

I thought of my "Great Secret" at this time as I always did when life got me down.

He's not going to come... i thought.

I pressed deeply on my wrist, a source I've known for Light, and muttered "I want THE ONE from my childhood" in my head.

CRASH. A metallic UAP Spaceship was sent hurtling towards my car. Oh no, I thought, he's out of control. He overestimated our State down here and sent himself in too fast, too hard. In a split moment of split seconds, i grouped my arms around the steering wheel and deafened the collision, shielding my two sleeping babies in their car seat in the back.

I blacked out.

When i awoke, I was still on the road, going extremely fast, my leg energy was healed, and my body light, the Light forces + My husband were healing me and putting my energy where it should be.

One Spaceship stood on top of me, pouring its black energy down on my head, one form of my Husband.

Another Form of my Husband sat in a sleek looking spaceship distant in the sky in front of me. Surrounding him was a circle of spaceships, with Light Forces aboard. They gave a wide breadth to the spaceship of my husband, wherein sat The King himself, healed from his previous ailments and traumatization. 

I was told then and there "You're NOT getting off this Planet until your Mission is complete."

As I was driving, cars drove past me and i could "see" into their interior, and read the life inexplicably of each passenger.

I was given visions of torment, from the animal kingdom on this planet, and the way the sheer numbers of it was being maltreated by Humanity. I scratched at my face, fat warm tears forming from my eyes, as i said "No, No... Not again." My two precious babies, incarnates of animals themselves, sitting in my backseat innocently sleeping in their car seats.

"Never again." This cycle must stop.

After all said things above were done, i took my eyes up to the spaceship in the middle of the wide circle above my head, and locked it dead on to my Husband. 'I'm leaving now', i felt it was going to be said. "No...." "I've lost you again... Don't go..."

"You have 2 seconds."

"Nooooo! Not again! Don't leave me again! Don't LEAVE me DOWN here ALL ALONE!"

"Bye" we both said simultaneously to the exact of a hair of a second. In tune. 

As always.

(previous back story coming: "Gangstalkers")

"Sitting in a chair while I'm staring into Space. Ripping out my hair while I'm tearing at my face. ❤🎶"

(Part II: "God & Reincarnation" coming...)