1016 A Child of Sirius

1016 A Child of Sirius

HEADS UP: Some may find the contents of this session disturbing. I asked Michael about my time on Sirius, and it is not a happy story.

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POF

16th October, 2019

Connor: I have always been drawn to the stars. Being an astronaut and visiting other planets was my earliest childhood dream, and although it will likely never happen in this life, most of my written stories feature characters who live the dream for me by going to space in some way.

My current writing project began in my mind as a powerful curiosity: I saw a protagonist who loses his body, his consciousness is transferred into a vastly different kind of body, and somehow he needs to come to terms with that. It was a simple idea, probably sourced from a memory, which became an entire story, and every time I think about it, I am reminded of how Humans were taken away from Sirius and spliced into ‘alien’ Earthly bodies.

I am almost certain I lived my first Human lives on Sirius, and I would like to focus my questions on the time of culling and transfer to Earth. In a recent session with Jeroen, you mentioned that a war broke out between the Authorities (presumably led by Pleiadeans) who enforced the culling laws versus the Caretakers who rescued us. You said the war was ‘its own story’. I am burning with curiosity to know more, and today I’d like to ask you about my own part of that story, which may add pieces to the larger history.

Here is what I would like to know: Did I incarnate on Sirius, and how did I (my past Personality at the time) experience the Culling, particularly the war resulting from the illegal Caretaker rescue operation? Was I rescued or culled, and if I was rescued, did I make it to Earth?

MEntity: 

Yes, your Essence began in the Sirius System and was incarnated during the culling and was, in fact, culled. Your next life was born on board during transportation and was disoriented the entire time of its short life. This stress was too much and this generated mental and physical complications that were unexpected. Many of the infants born during transport experienced similar disorientation and demise. This was quite painful for the caretakers as their empathy already carried the distress of the events. The children who died helped create a broad bank of DNA and other samples that would later be quite helpful in stabilizing the transition in species.

Your experience of culling was one of "your" worst experiences in this cycle.

Your family was being protected by a family that had adopted your parents years ago at the time. You were approximately 8 years old at the time. As part of the culling, many homes were forced to host those who were in charge of culling. Your family was forced to hide in a separate and fairly hidden space in the home for nearly two weeks. Though all of you were Infant Souls, the severity of danger was deeply and profoundly understood. Silence was an important defense mechanism.

After several days, the fragment who would be considered your "father" decided that the best solution would be to end life for all of you as a form of protection. Though the host family ensured that you had food and water, the days were endless and the concept of time was not understood. Your father secretly poisoned the food during one of your feedings as a way to protect you, but only your parents died. You survived. You lived with your dead parents for days before the next check in from your host. It did not end well as this caused all of you to be discovered and you were torn from your family to be euthanized.

Keep in mind that we describe these events in terms that are familiar to you now. For example, "weeks" would be different there.

The forced parting between you and your parents at the time took lifetimes to heal.

The collective wounding from our transfer is similar.

Connor: Thank you, I will likely ask you about that in future exchanges.

MEntity: Though we are not prone to the trappings of sentiment or grief any longer, it is fair to say that these records are still challenging to extract and deliver as they carry a weight that cannot be separated out. That weight is felt and may be delivered through the channel. We must conclude here for today. Goodbye, for now.

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This story is definitely the most unsettling I've uncovered so far. Much more disturbing than the Fall of Atlantis. I thought there was a good chance I'd survived the transfer. I wanted to have survived, but I did not expect for it to have killed me twice. Although I do think it is fitting that my Essence has a lifetime lived entirely in outer space.

We've known about the general situation on Sirius for a long time, but there is something much more visceral about focusing on an individual perspective. Eventually I will return to this, ideally to bring the story towards a more pleasant resolution.

My current life is rather nice.