[Editor's Note: This story from Lorae Ireland is similar to the sort of Adventures that Don Croft has written about. The 'gifting' gizmos' are orgone generators which you can obtain from this web site or make yourself. Don Croft has often written about friendly aliens who camouflage their ships using lenticular clouds (ordinarily, not a commonly seen cloud type) as cover. The capital letters refers to the names of four other individuals involved in this 'mission'...Ken Adachi]

By Lorae Ireland
http://educate-yourself.org/dc/area51bust04jun03.shtml
June 4, 2003

5/24/03: A., D., G.,M., kids & I drove nearly to the hot springs on highway 6 to photograph the sunset. I went into a sort of trance looking at it. On the way back to the "Lil Ale Inn" at Rachael, Nevada, D. wanted to drive down the road heading to Area 51, but only went a little way, and then we turned around and came back.

M. informed me that we "had a mission." She wanted to plant a new experimental device and she asked me where put it- I said, "that tower we saw."

5/25: I did not go to listen to the speakers' presentations, but rather, drove all the way around the "Pyramid Peak," to the north - 70 miles of dirt and some 4-wheel-drive road. Very beautiful & nice on the north side of the mountain near an abandoned open mine. Got back to the Inn about 3:30 pm. About 6 pm I was outside near my tent, having a glass of iced tea when I "heard" "them" telling me to go inside & get M. It was time to leave NOW. I looked to the west, and saw a huge lenticular formation accompanied by several smaller ones to the north. "They" told me that they were a Sirian battle ship, and that they were there to help us on our mission.

I went inside the Inn where she was eating dinner. Told her what was happening outside. She said that she would be ready to go in 20 minutes. I got the attention of R., one of the twins. Took him outside to see. He sensed them, and was nearly overwhelmed. He said to them, " I salute you, sirs." I replied, "You are right to salute; those beings are galactic commanders in that ship."

A. and journalist friend sensed a story, and came out to film the "clouds" and us as we prepared to leave. M. & I set off in her car with her two boys in back. While we were driving to our destination, D. said that two of the smaller ships were the "Bird People." M. & I both understood then that no less than the Galactic Federation was helping us.

Drove to our destination, feeling the great energy of our Star Helpers. Kids chatting aimlessly in the back of the car, which provided good psychic cover for us. (Both M. and I understood that in their -Star Beings - reality, she and I were commanders, or whatever, on that ship. We are female there, also.)

Got to our destination, where M. set about planting her gizmo, then as she jumpstarted it with her Powerwand, she gave a satisfied, wicked chuckle, and said, "Area 51 is closed. It's no longer a place where anyone can work or live!"

We said to our helpers, "Thank you for your help." They replied, "Thank you. We cannot interfere unless requested by humans. Area 51 has irritated us for a long time, and we were delighted to work with you."

On the way back to the Inn, the lenticular's made the cloud sign of a hand waving goodbye, and then they were gone. (It's possible that they can only enter our dimension at certain points in space and time, which explains their brusque attitude and abrupt departure.)

This is one of the few times that humans worked as equals in a partnership with our Space Brothers. I believe that we should always approach our relationship with them from that perspective, and when we do, great things can happen. (All of this nonsense being prattled about how wonderful it is to be taken - and abused - by the Greys is just silly. We have the right, and the obligation, when this has been happening, to inform them in no uncertain terms that what they are doing is against the law, and that we no longer give our consent for it.)

We humans, with all our failings, are a marvelous creation. We have souls, and we love. We can work as equal partners with our space brothers; and, although we may not be as technically advanced, nor as intelligent, our greatest gift is our loving, compassionate hearts, and our courage, also of our hearts.

I hope to be of service again with my Sirian Brothers, (from a planet of Sirius A, from which the man you call Jesus -"Isha" - originated.) These people, as human as you or I, care very much about us and this "Jewel of the Universe," Earth. They always watch us, and are always available to help. We have only to ask, or have the proper intent.

The Pure Compassionate Heart
By Lorae Ireland
05.18.03

We live in a dream of distorted energy. Call it negativity, whatever, but this is what our human consciousness calls Reality. I see it as if we were in a hall of mirrors, so to speak, but all around us are confused, muddy colors, swirling about.

To keep our balance in this dizzying environment, to exist properly in this distorted energy, we can chose to be warriors. Warriors with pure hearts and clear intentions.

This doesn't mean that we shouldn't see the distortions around us, but rather, that we perceive clearly, not being distracted by the glamour's of this world.

A warrior moves in this world with (to quote Don Juan) perfect impeccability, which is, of course, with clear intention and a pure compassionate heart.

If the warrior slips from that state, he becomes instantly vulnerable: The greatest danger comes from our own little resident demon, the False Ego. When we feel fear, or self-doubt, or pride, the false ego is controlling us, and we are not warriors of impeccability.

(As an aside, my warrior way is to work with the Wilhelm Reich technology in my world-wide group of fellow warriors, The Cloudbusters. You can read about them at Cloud-busters.com.)

Back to the state of being a proper warrior: We, most importantly, must have a pure, open, compassionate heart. - Compassion so infinitely soft, so open - This is the Christ Consciousness, which has no room, nor conception of, the False Ego.

The false ego is not us, and it's not big and powerful; it's small and insignificant. The False ego seeks to destroy us and this beautiful world we live in. The false ego even seeks to usurp God!

The false ego is seen controlling our lives when we do not listen to "that still small voice within." An example: when we respond to the teachings of the spirit with "Oh no, that can't be. That's preposterous." Or, when we tell our friends what we heard from spirit, and their false ego's laugh at us, we backtrack immediately, saying, "Oh, that's just, uh, hypothetical!"

The false ego tells us that we are not divine, immortal beings, that we are, instead IT! Oh please. How could we be so stupid as to let such a ridiculous imposter run our lives?

However, we are perfect as we are, with all our imperfections. These imperfections are the doorway, or portal for change, the energy of the universe to move.

So, we are, indeed perfect. This doesn't mean, however, that our perfection is static. It is perfect for the simple reason that it is a vehicle for the energy of change, though the portal of imperfection!

Our imperfections are the portals for the entry of this distorted energy of the dream. Existing in this state of perfect clarity and pure, compassionate heart, we can function within this matrix of distorted energy we call this world.

And that is how we can change the dream! That is how we can affect the distorted matrix we call our reality: Through the doorway of our imperfection, we bring this distorted energy into us. We transform and change this energy with our clear intentions and pure, compassionate heart. This is related to breath:

We breathe in what is, then, before the outbreath, we create what will be. The outbreath manifests that conception.

Staying in the Christ Consciousness of pure compassion keeps us free of the tribulations of the false ego. In this state we feel so much bliss that we never want to return to the state of ego-consciousness.

Our senses become acute, and we can feel and see and hear new colors, new sounds, and new sensations. In that state of heightened consciousness, we become aware of our psychic abilities long ignored. -And the world becomes a magic wonderland, and we experience it with the clear mind of a little child.

Listen, listen, be still and listen. Listen to the birds of morning, because All That Is speaks to you then.

Listen, listen. Be still and listen, and know that All is Good.

Listen, be still and listen, for the rest of your lives. All That Is wants to speak to you, and you are more beloved than you can imagine.