The Pleiadian Project

I have always had a creative flare within me. Especially during my childhood, I would spend hours upon hours creating art projects for my loved ones. My favorite thing to make was cutting hearts out of construction paper. They would be of various sizes and colors, then I would stack them one on top of another. It would be alternating colors and, in my mind, it was a cool 3-D effect. I would make all kinds of things by myself upstairs at my grandmother’s house. I was basically an only child because my siblings were 12 and 20 years older than me. My grandma always bought the best of everything. Now anyone who has cut construction paper knows that a quality pair of scissors makes a huge difference. Not just in how the project ends up looking but in the level of frustration within the creator. I did not really appreciate the quality of my artistic tools until I got fully immersed in my newest creative venture, Project Pleiades. This is a project that brings me back to the artistic solitude I felt when I was a child. It’s a bittersweet feeling because I do enjoy being alone and creating something that is meaningful to me but it does get lonely. The loneliness gets thicker and harder to swallow when you want to share your craft with someone and then no one is interested.

Project Pleiades evolved over the time of being stuck in quarantine. It wasn’t even a project for a few months it was just a way to pass time. I get bored easily and I had to find a place to focus my energy because if I don’t stay busy, I tend to make bad decisions. I have been wanting to start a YouTube channel for some years now. Being stuck working from home was the perfect opportunity to start my channel and new business. The little spark that started this creative endeavor was framed literally with spray paint. I was making a sign for my business when I took a picture frame and spray painted it. I wasn’t very careful so the outline of the frame left a black rectangle on the pavement in my driveway. I figured that I needed to do something with this black rectangle that was now on our driveway, so I turned it into a window with an alien in it. The alien was waving and around the frame was written “What you think about me is your business and what I think about me is mine.” I didn’t know why I chose the alien but as I learned more, I discovered the why.

So, over the next few months I painted my heart out. Almost every surface in the house and then out in my shop/office had a new coat of painting. Then I started adding other craft projects. Also, during this time, I became a desperate seeker of knowledge. I say desperate because as the world was falling apart, I was going through my own dark night of the soul. I will go into what preceded the dark night in part 2 of this series. The knowledge I was most focused on was understanding myself. I was passionate about changing my life for the better by recognizing the patterns, thought processes, behaviors, etc. that no longer served me. Revaluating everything in my life, because one thing I knew for sure was that none of our lives were ever going to be “normal” again. This is something people say that makes me want to slap them. People on TV and, well hell, everywhere say, “I just want things to go back to normal”. I do not slap them but I do say it is never going to return to normal, this is the new normal. I have always been a positive person but these days I just say what I mean and mean what I say.

In learning about myself and the world around me I found Tarot. I also took a deeper dive into Astrology and Numerology, because the three are all intertwined. Through Tarot I learned about my gifts that I had hidden from everyone, even myself. The more I researched these ancient practices, the more I saw the hidden powers that are within all of us. Most people do not even realize all the information that has been hidden from us. This feeling inside of me was driving me to find out more and more. Through listening to my intuition, I found out that when you trust it, it grows stronger within you. I kept having these seemingly random thoughts about what to create next. Which, directly, ties into the realization that hit me one day. That there are no coincidences in this life, everything is a message. It sounds silly to most and even absurd to others. It is once you start living in this light that you see just how life changing this one idea can be.

It helps to think about it this way. The universe (or whatever you want to call that energetic force that is bigger than we can fathom) cannot just speak to us. So, they send messages through our everyday life experiences. Carl Jung called them synchronicities or meaningful coincidences. It is when you start to notice the syncs that more and more of them occur. Like seeing repeating numbers, seeing certain animals, or knowing you're going to see a certain person right before you see them. It gets to be mind boggling when you realize all the messages you have missed over the years.

As I started to run out of things to paint, I began looking for items that could be turned into works of art or useful in some way. Whenever some random item stood out to me, I would think hmm I better keep this just in case I need it for something. Over and over again it happened where I would need something for my project and it would be the very thing that I saved last week. I started noticing that these items were always something that made a difference in my business or related to the Pleiadeans. Ok, so now some clarification about the references to the “aliens”. First of all, I want to say that I am not just crazy. The perception of aliens is shifting in the United States. I am confident that after the public announcement about the existence of aliens then people will be able to talk about them openly without being ridiculed. So, in this narrative I am preemptively talking about them as if everyone believes in them. Now that’s out of the way so I can continue about my new passion that turns out is fueled by the Pleiadian race of aliens. Through my studies of myself and other mysteries of this world; I started to notice more and more messages from my “star family”. I am what is referred to as a Starseed, which I’m not going to go into all the details here, but basically, I am not from Earth. I mean in my current incarnation I was born to an Earth family but this is not my home.

Another interesting aspect I never thought about was that I was going into a meditative state when I was working on my project. Especially painting, which I found out later is a common aspect among Pleiadeans and people who channel them. I would paint something and not notice until I was done that, they almost always had blue in them, spirals and circles. They like bright colors, like the ones I chose for my business. Every time after I made something, then I would learn that it was related to the Pleiadians. Next, I was moved to start making curtains for objects that don’t really need curtains. This came about when about six months ago I insisted on getting purple, silk, sheets for our king size bed. I don’t know why; maybe because people make a big deal out of them in movies. Like they are so sexy to have, well they are not, not at all. They feel nice at first but they are slippery. We both fell off the bed during activities...several times. They were also hot as hell, like temperature hot, they don’t breathe well. So, I was forced to retire them, but I wasn’t about to throw them out so they went into the crafting closet.

Months later I was installing black lights in my studio/office and I needed something to cover the small windows in there. Then it hit me, the purple silky sheets would be perfect. So, I’m all excited and go on the search for my supplies. When I start trying to cut the silky sheets, I discovered the importance of quality scissors. I went through three pairs that I found around the house and I was just about to throw them through the window when I remembered about grandmas' scissors. I searched and searched at my mom's house. She kept telling me to just use any scissors it didn’t matter. She didn’t realize the level of frustration present when your creativity has been sparked. You just got to get it out, then only to be dismayed by lousy tools. That’s when I found them, they were very shiny and made of all metal. No cheaply made plastic on these babies. Also, they were the angled type that are much better for cutting fabric.

When I went back to cutting the silky sheets, they cut through it like butter. It sounds silly but surely someone out there knows this feeling. When the scissors just slide through so smooth that you don’t even have to cut it. It is a very satisfying feeling. (It’s the small things in life...right?). Anyways I went from being aggravated and frustrated to inspired. I cut up all the sheets into different items I needed around the office. Then I went on to find more fabric that I could make into stuff. While working with the fabric and the amazing scissors I was going into my meditative state. I actually had some epiphanies that day during that satisfying feeling of cutting through the silk. It was like my mind was cutting through the veil between worlds. I never would have written about this experience but then a challenge was posted about using scissors in creative projects. Well how could I ignore this coincidence? However, we just learned there are no coincidences; but there are messages, hints and synchronicities aren't there.

I was actually looking at my “curtain to nowhere” (which actually covers the plug-in for my air conditioner) when I started thinking that maybe I am crazy. This was after an argument in which my husband told me I was, in fact, crazy for believing that I am a Starseed from the Pleiades. I was just thinking maybe I should give up this project when a Red Hot Chili Peppers song started playing on auto play. It was “Can’t Stop” and the lyrics of that song gave me all the confirmation I needed to not give up. For example, “write your message on the pavement, I wonder what the wave meant” and of course “can I get two maybe even three of these, coming from space to teach you of the Pleiades”. I was inspired all over again by the message. I have kept at it and everyday there is something new to learn that is helping me along my journey. So, after all this I just “Can’t Stop”.

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