Casey Claar
10th September 2023, 06:34
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Prologue
Every now and again it happens, — we get data in an experience that lines up with our consensus space. In this experience I am connecting with a flow of information that is revealing a particular day of the year a certain contact is made in a precise geographical location on our planet. The date the ( OBE ) is taking place and the date of the annual contact fully align. As I am being told the date, within the experience I do not even realize it is today’s date: August 22, 2023. I know the month is August, and I am trying to work out in my head in midst of the stream where it is we are in the month, but I never do land on anything. Save a feeling I am being told somewhat ahead of the event. Which I discover is incorrect when I wake.
There is quite a lot of data I did not write into my actual log, much of it is information I am still integrating but I can say this >> the male in the experience is a Mongol descendent who lives concurrently with me on the planet. Though I cannot say if it is the current time ( there is more than a single time period ) I do feel that it is. He is dressed in contemporary clothing and this along with the way the hair is cut tells me he lives in an urban area. He is not a desert nomad. The other being is extraterrestrial. The feeling and symbols associated with the event suggest the possibility of it being Enki/Ea. I cannot say for certain. There are other possibilities as well.
When doing a bit of leg work on the Gobi Desert, and a possible extraterrestrial association I came across some interesting information. I am posting it here because it matches with the two shapes of the craft I witness in my experience. One large and circular/disk shaped, the other smaller and rectangular. I am somewhat past thinking these sorts of things to be mere coincidence. So for the record I will share two links. You can also do a simple search yourself to see what comes up. I might recommend the search words “strange grid pattern in the gobi desert”:
https://consciousnessexplorationblog.files.wordpress.com/2023/09/1.jpeg?w=600
I am an attendee of this annual contact. I was first told of it years prior to this reminder.
What Did We Just Find in the Gobi Desert? (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y8NU0iDBR68&t=552s) ( Video : skip to 4:00 )
Strange Grid Pattern in the Gobi Desert (https://www.ecosia.org/search/?q=grid%20pattern%20in%20the%20gobi%20desert&addon=safari&addonversion=4.2.1.51)
August 22, 2023
Annual contact in the Gobi Desert
Extraterrestrial contact. I am observing a landing/impact. There is a male and a blue being CHILD associated with this event. I am being told this contact occurs each August 22 — ( this very day ) — annually in the Gobi desert. The story of the contact is ceremonially enacted each year by a tribe who lives here in order to keep it alive. The blue being child reproduced on the planet. Its children are this tribe. I enter a fast flowing stream aimed at the downed craft and these beings. In the stream, as it takes me along with some of the others I learn that after all these years ( eons since the first contact ) the tribe no longer realize the tale to be true. It is outsiders, such as myself, who come in to assure certain ones among them that it is so. As I am right now in this moment.
There are two separate shapes of craft, one that is very large and circular / disk shaped, the other smaller and rectangular with rounded corners. Each glows a beautiful ambient gold/light orange. The tribes people in the stream, one male in particular does not believe anyone, any life form will actually emerge from the craft. The latter upon impact was buried in the sand. I am saying to him that the being ( the blue child ) is emerging even now. The anticipation is crescendoing as I shift from here, from the center of the stream to wake back in my room.
I wake briefly, reposition myself squarely on my back and
aim inward specifically to see more—
Once in, having missed the shift, I find myself driving on the freeway and, seeing my destination is approaching on the right begin changing lanes. As I pull to the right, something keeps repositioning me left in the faster lanes. It is an odd sensation as it is occurring concurrently. I continue, and continue pulling right and finally pull in to my destination — an upper level mall entrance. Where, rather than enter the multi-level parking structure directly ahead me, I instead drive circles in the entry. I am heading to the library on the lower level but am not sure whether I should take the structure itself down, or go around the side of it.
In the decision making process I find myself engaged with a few other people. One of them is an African woman dressed as a priestess, she wears a long black flowing sheer dress with large cut diamonds around the neck and a headdress made of the same. I simply see her walking into view and then back out again. Another is a man, I am sitting at restaurant table with him. We are sitting in a booth, across from one another. He is a fine example of a man, tall, strong, muscular, deep rich dark hair pulled back away from his face and bound.
We are engaged in dialogue for some time but the only part I recall is when I say to him “you make as pretty as a lady as you are handsome a man.” He does not seem to know why I have said this and at the time my conscious mind did not either—but it does now. He is signing on to Project his consciousness from this upper level down into the library – the living library; Earth – where he will don a female garment. I am able to see him, equally beautiful in each form.
There is much activity that fragments in the shift back into physical space >>
I am running for my things in the ongoing venture toward the library myself. I grab my laptop out of an outdoor planter where the sprinklers have gotten droplets all over it … “darn it!” I say as I try to get the droplets all off and swoop up my purse from the ledge of another such planter. I am with another male person now, a companion helper. I am taking one last look into the area where I had been sitting with the dark haired man, other people are in there amongst him. They are planning. I say, while still fast walking toward the entry down, “if only they would always keep their mind so focused on peace, all would be well. – people give up too soon.”
* * *
Extraordinary, clear experiences both.
I fasted all yesterday which gave my system plenty of additional energy to focus inwardly. The feeling to note this is strong in me. What a difference a clear body makes for a clear mind — a clear awareness ( or receptacle for viewing ).
There is no doubt why all that is playing out IRL at the moment, with my gum pain, and feeling to fast. There is so much to be aware of.
So much to know.
__________
Read on the website >> (https://consciousnessexploration.com/2023/09/10/obe-an-annual-contact-in-the-gobi-desert/)
Prologue
Every now and again it happens, — we get data in an experience that lines up with our consensus space. In this experience I am connecting with a flow of information that is revealing a particular day of the year a certain contact is made in a precise geographical location on our planet. The date the ( OBE ) is taking place and the date of the annual contact fully align. As I am being told the date, within the experience I do not even realize it is today’s date: August 22, 2023. I know the month is August, and I am trying to work out in my head in midst of the stream where it is we are in the month, but I never do land on anything. Save a feeling I am being told somewhat ahead of the event. Which I discover is incorrect when I wake.
There is quite a lot of data I did not write into my actual log, much of it is information I am still integrating but I can say this >> the male in the experience is a Mongol descendent who lives concurrently with me on the planet. Though I cannot say if it is the current time ( there is more than a single time period ) I do feel that it is. He is dressed in contemporary clothing and this along with the way the hair is cut tells me he lives in an urban area. He is not a desert nomad. The other being is extraterrestrial. The feeling and symbols associated with the event suggest the possibility of it being Enki/Ea. I cannot say for certain. There are other possibilities as well.
When doing a bit of leg work on the Gobi Desert, and a possible extraterrestrial association I came across some interesting information. I am posting it here because it matches with the two shapes of the craft I witness in my experience. One large and circular/disk shaped, the other smaller and rectangular. I am somewhat past thinking these sorts of things to be mere coincidence. So for the record I will share two links. You can also do a simple search yourself to see what comes up. I might recommend the search words “strange grid pattern in the gobi desert”:
https://consciousnessexplorationblog.files.wordpress.com/2023/09/1.jpeg?w=600
I am an attendee of this annual contact. I was first told of it years prior to this reminder.
What Did We Just Find in the Gobi Desert? (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y8NU0iDBR68&t=552s) ( Video : skip to 4:00 )
Strange Grid Pattern in the Gobi Desert (https://www.ecosia.org/search/?q=grid%20pattern%20in%20the%20gobi%20desert&addon=safari&addonversion=4.2.1.51)
August 22, 2023
Annual contact in the Gobi Desert
Extraterrestrial contact. I am observing a landing/impact. There is a male and a blue being CHILD associated with this event. I am being told this contact occurs each August 22 — ( this very day ) — annually in the Gobi desert. The story of the contact is ceremonially enacted each year by a tribe who lives here in order to keep it alive. The blue being child reproduced on the planet. Its children are this tribe. I enter a fast flowing stream aimed at the downed craft and these beings. In the stream, as it takes me along with some of the others I learn that after all these years ( eons since the first contact ) the tribe no longer realize the tale to be true. It is outsiders, such as myself, who come in to assure certain ones among them that it is so. As I am right now in this moment.
There are two separate shapes of craft, one that is very large and circular / disk shaped, the other smaller and rectangular with rounded corners. Each glows a beautiful ambient gold/light orange. The tribes people in the stream, one male in particular does not believe anyone, any life form will actually emerge from the craft. The latter upon impact was buried in the sand. I am saying to him that the being ( the blue child ) is emerging even now. The anticipation is crescendoing as I shift from here, from the center of the stream to wake back in my room.
I wake briefly, reposition myself squarely on my back and
aim inward specifically to see more—
Once in, having missed the shift, I find myself driving on the freeway and, seeing my destination is approaching on the right begin changing lanes. As I pull to the right, something keeps repositioning me left in the faster lanes. It is an odd sensation as it is occurring concurrently. I continue, and continue pulling right and finally pull in to my destination — an upper level mall entrance. Where, rather than enter the multi-level parking structure directly ahead me, I instead drive circles in the entry. I am heading to the library on the lower level but am not sure whether I should take the structure itself down, or go around the side of it.
In the decision making process I find myself engaged with a few other people. One of them is an African woman dressed as a priestess, she wears a long black flowing sheer dress with large cut diamonds around the neck and a headdress made of the same. I simply see her walking into view and then back out again. Another is a man, I am sitting at restaurant table with him. We are sitting in a booth, across from one another. He is a fine example of a man, tall, strong, muscular, deep rich dark hair pulled back away from his face and bound.
We are engaged in dialogue for some time but the only part I recall is when I say to him “you make as pretty as a lady as you are handsome a man.” He does not seem to know why I have said this and at the time my conscious mind did not either—but it does now. He is signing on to Project his consciousness from this upper level down into the library – the living library; Earth – where he will don a female garment. I am able to see him, equally beautiful in each form.
There is much activity that fragments in the shift back into physical space >>
I am running for my things in the ongoing venture toward the library myself. I grab my laptop out of an outdoor planter where the sprinklers have gotten droplets all over it … “darn it!” I say as I try to get the droplets all off and swoop up my purse from the ledge of another such planter. I am with another male person now, a companion helper. I am taking one last look into the area where I had been sitting with the dark haired man, other people are in there amongst him. They are planning. I say, while still fast walking toward the entry down, “if only they would always keep their mind so focused on peace, all would be well. – people give up too soon.”
* * *
Extraordinary, clear experiences both.
I fasted all yesterday which gave my system plenty of additional energy to focus inwardly. The feeling to note this is strong in me. What a difference a clear body makes for a clear mind — a clear awareness ( or receptacle for viewing ).
There is no doubt why all that is playing out IRL at the moment, with my gum pain, and feeling to fast. There is so much to be aware of.
So much to know.
__________
Read on the website >> (https://consciousnessexploration.com/2023/09/10/obe-an-annual-contact-in-the-gobi-desert/)