“Dear One, where does your story begin? Who are you, or more importantly, what are you and where do you belong? Do you feel like this is it, or do you feel deep within your heart there just might be more? How does your story begin? Are you from this time, from this space, or are you from somewhere filled with magic, mystery, and wonder? Dear One now is the time to question deeper than you have ever questioned before. Who are you, what are you, and where does your story begin?” Your Earth is a melting pot of extraterrestrial beings who have lived in all time and all space.

They have forgotten parts of their divinity and through the following multidimensional and interstellar journey, the soul’s deepest connections and potentiality is illuminated. Each soul who follows this story will connect to one or more of the planets or guides. You are being called to start integrating the timelines so that you can have full conscious awareness of your cosmic master archetype - to expand this matrix. In turn, you will help to start this process for others.You will come to know much more about master archetypes as our exploration “Time itself and different incarnations are all a hologram being used to teach us in this present moment. Our nature as a divine human being is to connect all time, and all space in a singular moment, and to truly live in this moment. The creation of this Earth dimension is here to help teach us that we span all existence. Let this be the lesson: You are teacher, guide and student all at once.”

CHAPTER 1

“Pulling the sheets back, climbing into bed for the night my feet slide comfortably beneath the down comforter. Before my head hits the pillow, my right ear begins to twitch as if something is pulling the top of my ear upward. I feel a chain reaction adjusting the bones deep within the ear canal and hear a high-pitched tone that felt bottomless, yet loud. Following the tone, my ear falls deaf. Scanning the dark room, I become focused and alert. I can’t pinpoint what I was looking for or where to look. Watchful and now sitting upright with my back against the wooden head board, I look over at my husband whom had fallen into a restful sleep only moments ago. I allow my body to recline towards my feather pillow and it is here that I am greeted by the comforting scent that only my pillow has, and it reminds me that sleep is near. In that moment somewhere between the haze of the conscious and subconscious world, my body freezes. Lying flat on my back, my mind begins signaling for my extremities to move. My mind screams, “MOVE!” yet nothing happens. With waves of fear pulsating “through my body I realize, I am completely paralyzed. The shell of my human form seems far away. My eyes are fully open, yet instead of a clear view everything appears grainy and fuzzy, like awaking to the early morning light. Struggling, each eye burns as it remains open trying to capture a view I don’t know how to interpret. It was here that a voice, soft and gentle, spoke my name. “Jenessee.” The voice engulfed my entire body speaking powerfully yet in a tone that was meant to sooth. As it speaks every cell in my body receives a charge of heightened energy that pours through me like a wave of excitement. ”

“Trying to use my vocal cords to respond audibly proves impossible. Still frozen, there was no muscle I could call to action. “Hello?” My mind is still under my control and able to respond. Eyes twisting from side to side, I begin scanning the surrounding room. I can find no source for the voice and can only vaguely make out fuzzy images of what appears to be my bedroom furniture. “Jenessee, I am going to make myself visible to you and I don’t want you to be afraid. Close your eyes.” I did nothing, though my field of vision darkens. My eyes were able to close and with this one movement my entire perspective shifts, as if someone turned my eyes around allowing me to stare into the dark depths within my own body. After a few short moments of acclimation, a glowing golden light manifested from out of a corner of the room. Staring directly at the golden form in front of me through a haze of glowing light, intuitively my mind lights up with recognition, this must be an angel!

“Hello Dear One.” The voice said.”

“The being was tricky to look at for any extended length of time. The more I try to see its features the more I lose the visual image of its presence and the things around me go fuzzy. Reassuringly the voice speaks again and sends warmth, knowing, love, and energy into my entire body. As soon as the being speaks it feels as if all struggle subsides and I am simply present with the voice now speaking within my mind. “Would you like to know your story? Who you are, and more importantly, what you are, and where you belong? We know you have felt more. We can sense deep within your heart that you seek more. Would you like to know how your story began? You are from this time, and from this space, but you are also from somewhere filled with magic, mystery, and wonder. You are me and I am you. Better yet, you are everything. If you’re ready Dear One, we will show you.” Speaking now to my mind, my heart, and my body, I feel such an overwhelming sensation begin to take hold that I immediately yell from my mind: “YES.” This verbal agreement “was all that was needed. As the yes was affirmed a tube of white light begins to descend towards my body. Two unknown beings bathed in white light take up residence on either side of my body. Each one lays a hand on top of each of my shoulders and as this circuit is completed, a quickening sensation of energy begins to pull us upward. It feels like an enclosed, tube-shaped water slide, where darkness and light mix together with disorienting twists and turns. I feel glued to the bottom of the tube but also feel like I might fly out at any given moment. It is like “warp speed” with streaming white lights moving at faster and faster rates of speed all around me. All at once the ride slows down and the light tunnel we were being pulled through becomes more visible. Now, moving at a slower pace I am able to see outlines of what appear to be doors carved within the intergalactic highway’s cylindrical walls. With each passing second, objects surrounding us become clear. As our progress slows we move from the inner channel or “highway” towards one of the carved doors along the carved doors along the side of the light tube. Looking back towards the light beings guiding my journey, each one extends a warm colored wave of energy that delicately, but quickly pushes my body to – and through the door directly in front of me. Moving through the scene quickly changes as washes of bright color blur my vision. As the landscape becomes clear, I hear the soft and familiar voice whisper into my mind: “Welcome Home.”

Excerpt From

The Master Archetype: Twelve Planets, Eleven Bodies, One Soul

Jenessee Roy