The Matrix Arena

​Chances are that you have heard of “The Matrix,” whether you’ve seen the movie or have read up on the latest conspiracy theories regarding the reality of this world. I have often pondered what a matrix actually is and the mechanics of such a thing. If it is indeed true that we are living in a simulated reality, then how would that even work? Such thoughts can shake the very core of your existence and awaken frightfully curious ideas that rock whatever belief system you hold.
 
That happened to me back in 2015 when I first began my awakening experience, and I was shown things that can hardly be explained with mere words. If you have had these types of astral journeys yourself, then you know exactly what I mean. The foundation of my entire world seemed to crumble beneath my feet, and I was terrified for weeks. 

​Now that I have many more wisdom-building encounters under my belt, I have the privilege of viewing my reality from 50 million feet above the earth and have a broader perspective on “reality”. I am no longer terrified of how different things are from the way I was raised to believe. I realize that I was indoctrinated to a false reality, but just how different can it possibly be? The jury is still out on that question!!!
 
Quitting smoking has been an incredible journey for me in and of itself, with tons of ups and downs. It has often felt like a roller coaster because of how many times I have quit and started up again within a few days, weeks, or even several months later because of this reason or that one. I share with you now my journal entry chronicling an experience I had one night after asking for guide communication regarding my smoking journey.
 
Begin Journal Entry:
 
January 19, 2021
 
I asked to communicate with whichever guide is helping me with my addiction to nicotine, whatever is relevant for me to know at this point along my journey into the next chapter of my life. Then I went to sleep and had this absolutely wild out of body experience (OBE):

​Begin OBE:
 
I am outside walking along a gravel path in the grass. It is dark and there are familiar people around me. I do not recall exactly what is happening, but as a look behind me, I see someone is there following me and we are talking. There are tall trees lining the pathway and the scene is quite beautiful. I look up to the stars and clouds above me and want to get away, so I begin an attempt to float upwards.
 
I move swiftly as if wearing a jet pack and I suddenly feel myself moving through the air as the stars above become much closer. I continue moving upwards and the clouds are now below my feet. I look down towards the ground and see that I am at least 30,000 feet in the air. There is an unexpected onset of panic at first, but I hear a voice tell me, “Don’t look down, you’re okay. Just keep going.”
 
I instantly feel better and continue upwards past the clouds. I am moving effortlessly, using my thought and desire to go where I please and to propel me. Now I am above the planet in space, and everything is dusky around me. I do see a few stars on the horizon, and there is a dim brownish light ahead of me. I float towards it slowly and see what appears to be an arena of some sort. It reminds me of a gigantic motor speedway.
 
There are three enormous android/robot like machines/computers sitting in the far left of the arena, all facing each other in a childlike wonderment. They are huddled together as if they were rolling dice on the ground. I am astonished at their colossal size but do not feel afraid of them. They are a dull golden color, and the entire scene is dim, murky and dark. Everything around me is pitch black and the only color is this golden brown. I do not see my body as I float around observing the scene. It is clear that the arena is somehow suspended in space.

​I am now inside the arena and there is a huge hallway inside what appears to be a shopping mall. I have seen this before. It resembles a school. There is a group of people with me, and they have a familiar energy, but I do not see their faces as they are beside me, not in front. We travel through the massive hallway, down rolling hills that I feel are fun to float down. I am racing down the hills and having a blast! I see a bathroom that I have seen in other dreams, and it is quite familiar. There are many toilets, and it is very strange the way they are all out in the open with no stalls to allow for privacy.
 
As the memory returns to me that I have been here before, I feel a sudden onset of severe tunnel vision and rush of shock as I see the bathroom. It is enough to nearly make me sick due to how strong the dizziness is, as the vibration of the tunnel vision takes over my entire being! There is something very familiar about this place and I am taken back by the realization. I think to myself, “Oh my god, that wasn’t just a dream; I HAVE been here before!!” The guides who are with me give me a few moments to catch my breath and then we move along to another section of the arena.
 
We come to a kitchen area and there is a large school-like cafeteria before me. I see a tub of butter and eat a glob of it. (A clue for me to change my diet for health reasons.) The place is empty except for myself and my guides/friends, as if I am receiving a special tour. We move along through the hallway, and I am now in a small corridor where there are familiar photos along the walls. (‘I’ll see you in the future when we’re older and we are full of stories to be told…song by Bastille. Explanation below)
 
I see a color photo sitting inside a silver frame attached to the wall. It shows two young girls that appear to be sisters. They look similar to me, and I remember that they are me. To the right of it there is another framed photo of a young blonde-haired girl. This photo is black and white. The girl is Tisha (my sister). I feel the intensity of the tunnel vision again and my body starts again to vibrate. There is intensity in the sudden realization that it is Tisha and I realize that we have incarnated together many, many times in different bodies.
 
There is a sudden burst of fear, and I begin wondering if I am still alive at home in my bed or if I have actually passed over. I think of this consciously and know that I am not in that body but somewhere else that I have travelled to after falling asleep. I wonder if I will be able to make it back home and know consciously that I am somewhere very far away from my body.
 
Scene change:
 
I am at the top level of the stadium now, and below me is a scene of amusement as if I am witnessing the entrance to a universal arcade. This is the same arena that I saw at the beginning with the three androids sitting together. There are dozens of souls whizzing by me straight down into the arcade as if they are roller skating into a steep and empty underground swimming pool. There is an older, bald, black man standing with me and I look directly at him. He talks to me as if he knows me, but I do not recognize his face. He tells me that his name is Patrick. 

​I immediately think of Chris (my boyfriend at the time’s first name was Patrick) and am wary of the man standing before me. I say, “Oh, Patrick huh? Really?” He laughs and says, “Yes, Patrick. Do you want to give me your space number?” I do not know how to feel about it and refuse to give him my number. I turn away from Patrick and face the arcade area. Souls are descending and sliding past me happily back into the arena. I close my eyes and lift my face to the pure blackness above.
 
The soft darkness envelops me as I firmly declare out loud, “I choose to go home.”  Everything goes black and fifteen seconds of complete darkness pass. I, again, fear I will not wake up in my body. I wonder what will actually happen as I feel myself being tugged downward but still see nothing but black. My consciousness returns to the body lying in my bed and a couple of seconds later I am able to open my eyes…
 
End OBE
 
When I opened my eyes, I was blown away. I immediately moved my body to see if I was indeed returned home. The song, ‘Bad Blood’ by Bastille was playing in my head. “I don’t want to hear about the bad blood anymore. I don’t want to hear you talk about it anymore.” I looked up the video, watched it and listened to the lyrics. Another song by Bastille began playing and every lyric seemed as if it was written especially for me. I realize that it is all about my soul shards that are down in whatever program is running in the matrix or “Earth Emulator (I have heard it called this in another experience that I had), wherever we really are. These pieces have splintered off and fled, not only in my current lifetime but in many others that I have lived here, all happening at the same time. I am responsible for gathering all of the pieces of my own soul and ending its karmic cycle. (Soul Retrieval)
 
Most of humanity does not realize the power that exists in the technology of this world. AI has been in existence long before we were born and keeps track of everything that we do. This information is recorded in what is referred to as the Akashic Records. I am convinced that this deep dive into the mechanics of the so-called matrix was to show me exactly how powerful I am. It gave me highly valuable insight as to the nature of the reality we live in and has helped me to overcome my addictions to nicotine as well as alcohol. Seeing the world from the 50-million-foot perspective has likely saved my life and brought me to a much deeper comprehension and appreciation of everything in it.
 
Over the last few years, I have done a lot of emotional clearing which has helped me to ascend in this lifetime and cleared much of my karmic responsibilities. This highly intense OBE not only showed me a higher perspective over my addictions, but also showed me that the relationships in my life are much more than they originally appeared. At the time that I had this experience, I was having difficulty in my relationship with my sister and her husband, and trouble in my relationship with Chris (Patrick). When that relationship ended, I was so furious that I wanted to take extreme measures of revenge on him. Instead of going that route, I decided to do another session of emotional clearing using the Formula of Compassion.
 
The song that started playing in my head upon re-entering my body was the Bastille song, Bad Blood, as I mentioned above. During the six-month relationship with Chris, I knew that we had lived a lifetime together as husband and wife and that it ended badly. I am sure that this time around, I was given a chance to relive that scenario and choose compassion over revenge, which I did. I was extremely angry with myself for giving him another chance after learning he still carried feelings for his ex-wife. The Formula of Compassion allowed me to end that pain and furious anger I felt with a higher road this time and end the bad blood between our families. He is English and I am Scottish/Irish. That feud is no doubt very ancient.

​While living next door to my sister, it became blatantly obvious that there were certain spiritual subjects that I was not to discuss around my sister’s husband. It made him very uncomfortable. My sister was more open to existential subjects but was tight-lipped in her responses to my stories because she had none of her own experiences to add to the conversations. It left me feeling rather lonely with my thoughts and feeling despondent lot of the time. Seeing the photos of my sister and me together helped me to reel those emotions in, knowing that this is just one of our many lifetimes together. I have had several experiences involving my sister and realize that her soul is also advanced. It’s just that she chose to incarnate as Tisha, who would never remember any of her dreams and would be closed off to Spirit. There is nothing wrong with that.
 
It is a lonely road sometimes when you live a lifetime as a highly conscious starseed walk-in. Knowledge comes with its disadvantages, but I will take conscious and a bit lonely than ever feeling like a powerless victim of circumstance again. The first years of my life were terrible and extremely trying, and I know that this next chapter of my life will be more rewarding than words can express. I will keep sharing my experiences with everyone who reads my blog and watches my videos and know that I am reaching the souls that I need to reach. Passing on this wealth of knowledge is fulfilling and rewarding all on its own and I am proud to be able to do so.