Billy Meir meets the Pleiadians
Blue Angel begins to prepare for the delegations.
It has only been four days since Linda’s reading, and two noteworthy things have already happened.
I’ve been told to daydream, I need to be more, and I started to practice the two fingers to the heart salutation, along with a bow of the head.
Should I actually meet with galactics, I thought, I may be so overwhelmed with adrenaline, shock and emotion that I may forget, so I’m trying to make this salutation an automatic response.
This morning, I was sitting in front of my laptop, when I had the idea to practice the salutation.
Normally, when I do this, I see myself standing on what looks like a silvery white ramp leading to an opening of a galactic vehicle, where a tall, fair young galactic male greets me at the top of the ramp.
The image had no sooner appeared in my mind’s eye when it suddenly bounced to an image of a much older male galactic, wearing what appeared to be long flowing robes, standing inside a room.
I found myself standing in front of him, acknowledging him with a bow and two fingers to the heart. He acknowledged me with solemn gravity; in fact, the entire atmosphere could only be described as one of spacious gravitas.
It lasted a minute at most, but the after-effects lasted much longer. When I’m practicing the salutation, I don’t feel anything. This time, I was totally zoned out and I felt ’empty,’ in a spacious way, inside.
When I checked this with my friend [N…], he confirmed that this is how he feels after visits to the astral plane. He also suggested that there is a certain order to the process; first unconscious (sleep) meetings, followed by semi-conscious meetings (astral plane), and then physical meetings.
I’ll keep you posted!
Please do, BA.