TANTRA TOUCH RELEASES IMPRINTS by Janet Kira Lessin


Excerpt from THE DANCE OF THE SOULS Book One: Pierce the Veil
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I left Honolulu and began my tantric path July ’97 as a detour from visiting my parents, whose health was failing back in Pittsburgh. Distressed over their impending deaths, I’d become “short” with Jason, my live-in. I snapped at him, then became remorseful and apologetic. My sister called from Pittsburgh and said Mom was dying. “Get home quick,” she said, with panic in her voice.

I saw a chance to escape from Jason. Jason, alcoholic, had been beating me up more and more. I loved him; yet realized enabled his drinking and violence. I feared he’d kill me in a drunken rage. I also needed a break from my other boyfriend, Phil, with whom I’d taken up from pity and as a balance to Jason. I pitied Phil. He’d become impotent when my best friend, Jill, dumped him and fled to Alaska to get away from him.

Phil had suggested we go to a tantra workshop. He’d found one and set his sights on it: the tantra segment of the Loving More polyamory conference in California in July. I pooh-poohed his suggestion and said. “I don’t have the money.” But soon the money magically materialized and I was on the way to the tantra workshop and my destiny. “The Gods must be crazy,” I thought; but who was I to question them?

At the tantra workshop in California, I sat across from Dr. Sasha Lessin, the teacher. We fell in love, love at first sight, made love, cohabited in Maui and married – all by the first week of October. It was insane.

As I settled in with Sasha on Maui, Mom hovered near death; and I fought hard to repress an increasingly nagging, subconscious irritation. “What is repressed turns daemonic,” Sasha teaches.

During an early vaginal healing session with Sash in our therapy room at home, I began recovering unpleasant memories of Mom. I lay on my back as Sash kissed my clitoris and systematically explored the inside of my vagina with his fingers. I felt a sharp pain when he barely touched a certain place inside.

What associations do you have?” he asked. I closed my eyes and looked within, but dismissed my first answer.

“This is too silly, it can’t be,” I said. My Judge came out and my Critic started censoring me. But Sash urged me say what came to mind.

“When I was small, we walked home for lunch from school. We didn’t have a lot of time to walk, eat and get back up the hill to school. I always felt like I needed to poop after I ate, but my poor diet constipated me. Mom would yell outside the bathroom door, “Hurry up! You’re going to be late for school.” I’d painfully force myself to poop, if I could. Sometimes I cried; I couldn’t make myself release. I forgot all that until now.”

“What did you want to say to your mother then? What do you want to say to her about that now?” Sasha asked. “Tell her, as though she’s here now and will listen with empathy.”

I told her how tortured I was in the situation until my charge was gone and I was no longer tense. My body relaxed and let go of the old pain and shame of the lunchtime bathroom battle. Sasha moved his finger in me from the place that triggered my memory and another spot inside that felt exciting. Then he moved his finger back to the trigger spot. “Now how does that feel? Is it still painful in that spot? How about here? No? Now how does it feel here?” The pain was gone! And I felt free, light! “No,” I realized, “There is more.” I felt lighter, but not totally light.

Right before Christmas I received the call. “Mom died today. She’s gone,” my sister reported. It was over. My house was full of holiday company. A couple was on their way to our home to do therapy. I cried for a bit as Sasha held me. My company said politely, “I’m sorry for your loss.

All too soon, a knock came to the door. The couple in trouble was here for our help. I pulled myself together and, amazingly, I was there for them. “You can mourn later,” I told myself.

I couldn’t afford to go home to Pennsylvania for the funeral. On top of that, I had more company coming from the mainland. We live in Maui and when the cold weather comes into “the States,” many people like to escape to Paradise. Sasha had just spent a year on the road, in exile during a bitter divorce settlement, and had accumulated many “lodging debts” that now demanded reciprocity.

I was newly married and in a new relationship, living in a new home on a new island. On top of it all, we defined ourselves as “polyamorists” as well. I had never been actively poly; and had only toyed with the philosophy and had affairs and cheated. There were many adjustments for me. Besides, I couldn’t leave Sasha alone to handle our house guests by himself now, could I? “Pleaser” had come in and taken front and center stage big time.

We had a “date” with Sasha’s long time lovers, Coyote and Rose, two days later. “Should we cancel?” we pondered due to my being in mourning. “No, I’ll be okay,” I decided.

I liked Rose immediately. I felt such warmth and love radiating from this delicious being. What a goddess! But there was something about Coyote I just couldn’t put a finger on. I wasn’t just not interested and not attracted; I was downright repulsed. Poor Coyote. He had done nothing to me; he was quite sweet, with gentle energy and kind eyes.

Sasha was honoring me, his mouth on my clitoris, fingers in my yoni. I was going very deep into the sensations. He focused on me for what seemed like hours. I became one with my body after so many years of feeling barely there. I felt all the levels, subtleties and intensities of the different types of orgasms. My mind raced with stories as I sank deeper and deeper into altered states of consciousness, carried there by my beloved devotee who worshiped at my shrine.

All of a sudden, I felt violently ill. I raced to the toilet to vomit. I expelled the “poison.” Sasha came into the bathroom and supported me.

All came back to me as my body convulsed and I wretched to free “it” from my throat. “Oh my God! Tom! Oh my God, he’s raping me. He’s choking me with his lingam. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe. Help! Someone help! He’s killing me! Oh my God, someone please stop him, he’s killing me!”

The memory of the rape of 4-year old Janet came forth from the deep recesses of my subconscious mind. My mother had a boyfriend while my father was at work. We would all sit around naked after their lovemaking and laugh. I was a precocious toddler who ran between them. I slipped and fell into Tom’s lap, my young lips brushing past his lingam.

I became embarrassed for some unknown reason and ran to my mother. She laughed and held me, reassured me all was fine. I ran back to Tom; he reached for me. I laughed and jumped lovingly into his arms only to be betrayed.

Tom shoved my face, my mouth, over his huge, erect lingam. He became excited and thrust mercilessly, deep into my tiny, little-girl mouth. I had polyps in my nose from allergies, and I couldn’t breathe properly. I wasn’t getting enough air! I was choking! He was tearing my mouth with the force! He ejaculated. I couldn’t breathe! HELP! I was drowning. HELP! I was passing out. No, I was out of my body. I was dead.

I hovered and watched the scene from the ceiling of the room. My mother had been beating on Tom, and he simply ignored her in his lust. I collapsed and hung like a limp doll as he smiled and went “hmmmmmm” with blissful delight.

The focus finally shifted to me. He became aware and began to respond, but it was too late. They both worked feverishly to revive me, but neither of them had the slightest knowledge of CPR. My mother screamed hysterically, “You’ve killed my baby! You’ve killed my baby girl!” Tom smacked her and somehow calmed her, at least for that moment.

“Let’s call Marty; I can hear him next door working in the yard...” The neighbor called and seemed to know more. At least he wasn’t as distraught as the two perpetrators.

He struggled with my body for a while, but his efforts were fruitless. I looked in amazement at all the fuss below. As they talked, I “noticed” my body and zoomed over to it in my etheric body. I’ll never forget how I looked as I gazed down at the form that was myself. It was as if I was a rag doll and was deposited on the floor as such. My left arm was cocked over my head in a 90 degree angle. My right arm was twisted behind my back. I lay face-down with my shoulder-length mousy hair all matted up. I was curious, but I don’t recall any other emotions that I felt.

“You two have to turn yourselves into the police,” Marty whispered softly. “She’s gone, June. Face it; she’s dead.”

My mother let out a piercing wail. She screamed, “No, no, no, no, no!”

The two men calmed her the best they could. After a long discussion, they made the decision to call the police. They turned to leave the room.

Time stood still at that moment. From behind my right shoulder, my “guides” came to take me across. They spoke to me in symbols and words not translatable into human language. They showed me the alternative future histories of what was to come if I decided to stay with them. The love I felt was a hundred times any love that humans are capable of feeling here on this plane. It was truly “bliss,” truly “heaven.”

They showed me how my mother would be in jail; how she would finally end up in a mental institution. They showed me how my family would suffer; how my father, brother and sister would react, feel ashamed and never quite recover from losing me.

Despite the peace and beauty of all that was offered to me, I didn’t give a second thought when I saw what would happen. I no sooner could think, “No thank you; I’m staying” when I found myself rushed back into my body.

I was fully charged with the love of the divine light. Energetically I was still in that next dimension. As I snapped back into place, the force of it bolted my body upright into a standing position. My chakras glowed; my aura intensified with a bright Christ-like light. “Hello!” I declared with a big shit grin on my face. Having just touched the face of God himself, I was alive, happy and joyous!

Tom, June and Marty all turned in their tracks at the doorway. They turned and saw me alive after nearly 45 minutes of being dead. All three screamed and bolted from the room like they had just seen a ghost. They had; and it was me.

I said to myself, “Wow, look what I did to the adults,” and giggled.

Suddenly, I felt exhausted. I had been vibrating at an intensive level; and just as quickly I settled back into my body and the rhythm of this third-dimensional plane. I found my way to my bed.

I fell into a deep slumber. Hours later, my mother cautiously crept back into my room and saw my sleeping form. I had forgotten what happened for almost 40 years.

Sasha stayed with me and continued to process until the wee hours of the morning. I was completely destabilized. What I had thought was my life, my childhood, had all been rewritten and had taken on a new meaning. With my mother’s death, my psyche had felt “safe” to reveal what lay within.

Poor Coyote, he didn’t know why I reacted to him so negatively. Here, with a bald head and large ears, he had resembled my perpetrator! My logical mind knew this was a nice person. My inner child was in panic.

“Run away, run away fast,” she screamed to me.

Like the layers of an onion, with many layers to go, my healing process had just begun. Even with this memory released, catharsis was only the first step. A few weeks later we “rewired” my primal brain with an alternative program during a Holotropic Breathwork session. That story is for another time.

I never did quite resolve things 100% with Coyote. We did manage to go another layer deeper, to connect and to make love – if only for a brief time. He and Rose are gone now from our lives, perhaps forever. They did not like “processing.” Alas, my processing has only just begun.

Sasha and I continue on our journey. I am grateful for his love, devotion and support. I am hopeful that I can now live a full life, free of the internal tortures which affected my health, my life expectancy and my happiness.

I hope in the telling of this intensely personal story that others may see the avenues to their personal healing. Tantra’s a valuable tool of love for the healing of others, for greater depth and intimacy and for sustaining pleasurable sexual connections throughout the duration of any relationship – not just in the early years, but until death do us part.

LET YOUR YONI* TALK by Sasha Lessin, Ph.D.

Read the cues in bold print aloud (silently follow directions in [square brackets]). When you read out loud, emphasize italicized words. Where you see ***, it’s your partner’s cue to respond.

Lie on your back. Relax. [Give her time to relax] Put your right hand on your yoni, and put my right hand on your right, or, if you feel safe, put my right hand on your yoni. [Give her more time to relax]. Feel your sexual center.

Imagine you are your yoni. Imagine, Yoni, you have a voice that responds to my queries. What, Yoni, is your existence, what are you like as [her name]’s, vagina? ***

What’s your history, Yoni, from birth to now? How have you been treated physically and emotionally? ***

If you, Yoni, controlled [name] and were her main inner voice, what would you have her do? ***

How have you served her? What would you like to appreciated for? ***

Thank you, Yoni. Please let return to her Center (Aware Ego). [Help her shift.]

Notice if any of your yoni tissues hurt or worry you, or feel numb, now or in the past. If no area hurts, imagine a part of you wants to speak of an event in its history Tell me what you get. ***

Select one of the areas you mentioned. If numb, deaden it more. If tense, tighten more. If it hurts, let the pain grow. Make the sound of how it feels now. ***

Remember (or fantasize, for this life or earlier) when you experienced similar pain, trauma or frustration that involved another person. When you recall a situation or scene, tell me how old you were. ***

Relive that situation. See, hear, smell, taste, feel the emotions and physical sensations, think again as you did then. Describe the situation in the present tense, as though it’s happening now. *** 

What emotions do you feel in the situation? ***

Feel and intensify those feelings now. Then express yourself aloud to people involved. ***

What did you decide as a result of this upset? ***

How did what you decided influence your life? ***

What would you have like to do that you didn’t? ***

Let’s REDO the scene the way you’d now re-write it. I’ll play the other person involved, but this time, I’ll act the way you say. I’ll play [Mom, Pop, Boyfriend–whomever your partner’s specified]. How would you like me to play this? ***

[Re-enact the incident again, following the new scenario. Encourage full expression of feelings.]

FORGIVE yourself and each of the others involved. Or, if you’re not ready to forgive, tell me what you need to complete. ***

Create an AFFIRMATION to summarize what you learned. ***

Shout your affirmation. *** Again, louder. ***

Imagine and describe a future scene when you live from the affirmation instead of your earlier decision. Describe the scene as you imagine it. ***

Tell me what you learned. *** Thank You.

* Female genitals.

 




Ninmah on Mars by Janet Kira Lessin


Ninmah led a group of heroes following a faint beaming originating from the surface. They found Anzu beside a lakeshore. The signal from his helmet was left on automatic, waiting for this magical day.

Anzu lay before her, lifeless, without motion. Prostate he lay dead. Ninmah took a Pulsar from her pouch, placed it on Anzu’s heart and directed the life-giving pulse to his heart.

Nothing. Anzu remained lifeless and dead.

Next she took out the Emitter, its life giving crystal emissions directed on his body.

Nothing. No response. Anzu was dead.

Sixty times she directed the Pulsar. Sixty times she directed the Emitter. On the sixtieth time the Emitter emitted, Anzu finally opened his eyes. He motioned towards his lips. Ninmah gently soaked his face with the Water of Life, wetting his lips he responded.

A miracle then happened. Anzu rose from the dead!

Shaken, he was given ample time to recover. But he seemed impatient to rest, so they let him walk as soon as he could stand without falling. He led them to a rock which protruded heavenward from the plain. Once there he rested and told what had happened.

“Soon after we landed Alalu began to scream from unremitting pain. From his mouth he was spitting his innards. I could do little to comfort him. He eyes bulging in agony, he peered over the wall to this place I now must show you.”

We followed Anzu to a great rock that jutted heavenward from the plains like a mountain. “Here, I found this great cave and here’s where I hid Alalu’s corpse.”

“I covered its entrance with stones”, Anzu said as we followed him to the rock. We removed the stones and entered the cave.

We found what remained of Alalu. He who once ruled Nibiru was now but a pile of bones in a cave.

I was shocked to see him in such a state of decay. I felt moved and remorse that for the first time in the annals of our people a king has died, not on Nibiru, but some strange, foreign planet. And here he will be buried.

“Let him in eternity rest in peace,” Ninmah declared. Dance




Anunnaki Aliens Rule Planet Earth by Janet Kira Lessin


ufo18Aliens rule this world and they’ve been in charge all along. They govern us from the top of the all seeing eye of the pyramid down to the clerks at the county court house who dictate to us every nuance of how to live our lives. We are not free nor have we ever been. We’re taxed up to our eyeballs. This money fuels this evil, Illuminati, corrupt, corporate, governmental, political, religious system.

Religions, politics and corporations are all instruments of the Anunnaki aliens who use these systems to subdivide and separate us. Anyone who believes in hierarchy and acts from it, feels superior or better, looks down their noses at another person, participates in prejudice, racism or judgment, is participating in their mass mind control psychological manipulation that creates the matrix that binds us in eternal slavery. This is hell, hell on Earth, a system created to keep us separate from one another, distanced from love which is our natural state. We are loving oneness. Yet this system disconnects us from one another, separates us and keeps us from truth and authentic, unconditional love. We hardly know love for we don’t know who we are, we are so mind controlled and manipulated by the system, the Anunnaki alien system.

We are chem-trailed and GMO’s, chemicals in our land, water, air slowly kill us starting in the womb before we’re even born. We’re mind controlled by our media, all media written and transmitted through waves blasted through the air which run through us continually short-circuiting our system and contributing to disease which rots us with illness, death, disease and corruption within ourselves and throughout the system. What a system. Where is God in all this anyway? Is there even such a thing as God?

God is an idea, a concept hijacked by the evil, Illuminati, Extraterrestrial Alien Anunnaki who started this all, are still here, still rule our world. So what can we do? We, the puppet people, the sheeple who are manipulated daily from top to bottom. They employ us so we participate fully, afraid to lose our jobs, homes, family, freedom, our lives, our simple little lives that mean so much to us and so little to them. Where is the love? Do they feel love?

Somehow we’re all connected. They are us and we are they. Realize on the highest of high levels, there are no victims. We generated this passion play, this reality game from the fabric of time and space itself, symbolized in the movie called the matrix. Yes, this is a game and we are the game master, the maker and every character in this movie. We created divine play which is called lila. And if we wake up, figure it out (for that’s really what the game is all about, being in the maze, the matrix, the labyryhth of life and figuring out first, that you’re in the illusion, you’re trapped in here by your own doing and that if you’re smart enough you can figure it out then find a way out. The clock is ticking. You created time, a concept to add to the drama. It’s 11:59, almost midnight. Time’s running out. You have 60 seconds. If you don’t do it while you’re alive, you’re dead and you come back as a baby, totally unconscious and helpless and have to figure it all out again.

And next time around the programmings even heavier because it’s Groundhog Day, another round and the Illuminati have tightened the screws, you’re screwed, we’re screwed because technology’s advanced in their favor yet another degree and this time we’re micro-chipped from birth. These implants control our minds, our every thought, idea, movement. We’re robotitized. We think we’re human, but we’re androids, super soldiers in the war, the battle and we think this is life. We’re here to find love in all this. Each generation’s further down the hole.

What can we do? How do we get out of this mess?

We are GodSource manifest in human form. We are consciousness embodied in physical beings. We’ve done this before. We exist here, there, everywhere including the highest of high levels of consciousness. There’s a part of us out there, enlightened, attached to the Creator and all there is, was and ever will be. WE KNOW on some level. We created this in the first place. WE ARE THE CREATOR!!!

WAKE UP!!!!!

The big Catch-22 of this system which is a system within systems is when we resolve all these issues and wake up, are outside of the game, then what do we do? Obviously we created this all in the first place. Why? Well perhaps we were
bored.

Since all is an illusion, there’s really no birth, life, death, time, time loop matrix. It’s just a computer game, a virtual reality, we’ll probably create another game to act out this which we call life. Otherwise, what is there?

Earth is an experiment in consciousness, the lowest dimension, third dimensional physicality. This is the densest vibratory frequency there is. Get it? We’re dense! We don’t feel each other because we’re in skin-encapsulated self senses, desensitized in the first place so we can believe there’s self and not self. How can we do these heinous things to ourselves? Yes, there are those who actually kill them SELVES through suicide. But most can’t bring themselves to do that. And murdering another, well it’s done all the time. Sometimes we justify murder and call it war. We call it self defense. But killing’s killing and while many can and have killed, there are those too civilized to contemplate it themselves.

But even then most kill something. When it comes down to it and a mosquito’s biting their skin, most swat it and kill it. There are some, like perhaps the Dali Lama. But most kill on some level. It’s human nature, after all.

Consciousness is. As long as we exist, and we will exist for we are here now existing. You are here reading this. We are. So for as long as we are we are consciousness who have agreed to go unconscious to participate in this game, the Earth virtual reality game so we can experience this thing we call life and have experiences. And if we’re lucky within the game we’ll find love, experience love, enjoy it and have fun now and again, get some laughs along the way. Love is truly the way out of this. Love is our greatest weapon against war. If you love someone, truly love them, you’ll never harm them.

Answer is, love everyone.

I’ll finish this diatribe with a short story. I had a lucid dream, the kind where you’re aware you’re dreaming. There was a great flood and earthquakes. I came into the dream witnesses from above myself carrying two cats in cages. I was running uphill as fast as I could, a backpack on my back and two cats. So I was probably toting at least 40 or 50 pounds and running uphill. That in itself is a feat I don’t believe I could do, so I knew it was a virtual reality right off and if it was true, then I must’ve had so much adrenalin pumping, I was superwoman.

At that point began a communicating with God. I was running, in full communication with someone with greater awareness who was instructing me to get to high ground, the top of the mountain and there I would be beamed up on board the ship and taken to safety.

I stopped, right there mid stride, in my tracks and said, “But wait! What about the others?”

God replied, “Don’t worry. Everyone you love will be transported to safety along with you.”

I still didn’t move but pondered the situation. Somehow I knew this was the future for in the now I lay sleeping in my bed in Pennsylvania. This was the future conveyed to me, not by words, but by impressions, concepts, which are more accurate and valid than actually words which are sub-parsing from whole concepts and thus contain programming in every vowel and syllable, are corrupt in that fashion like a computer with a virus.

I knew I was in a dream, a game within this game of life, like putting a VHS tape on hold while you get a drink or take a bathroom break. The movie’s still there, on pause, but there’s certainly a lot of static going on. Things are
clear as mud in the movie.

So here I was, observer, witness, being given a glimpse of the wizard behind the curtain and I paused, contemplated, breathed, knew I was in control, had the upper hand and could break this game down to the core of its very existence.

I responded to “God”, “Then by the time this day comes I will love everyone in this planet unconditionally and you’ll have to take all of us, every man, woman, child, every animal, plant, bug, every creature, feature, mountain, valley, ocean, sky, this whole world, the earth. By the time this day comes I will love it all and you just said that all I love will be saved. So you must, by your own agreement, stop this destruction, as you can because you are God and save us all, from not only this day, but for all time, for eternity.”

“Agreed” said God.

And so it is.

Love all completely, totally, unconditionally and all make it. For all who have been created, all souls are like a giant puzzle, each playing their part, each fitting one into another, a puzzle complete only if all pieces are found and, put together and connected. And if one is missing in a puzzle, that hole draws the eye to it and you can’t really see anything else but the hole. That is existence, the Universe. We are one giant puzzle and the whole is only complete with all of us in it.

 

More on the Gods of Old: Anunnaki: Gods No More by Sasha Lessin, Ph.D. (Anthropology, U.C.L.A.)

 

 

 

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Tantra Gift of the Gods to Maximize Co-Creation of Existence: Internet Radio with Janet Kira Lessin, Articles too


Connect & Become One With CosmosTantra is an ancient spiritual practice that originates from space. Ancient aliens who colonized the Earth 450,000 years ago bought tantra from the planet Nibiru and practiced tantra to maximize conception and bring into physicality from higher dimensions souls of advanced capabilities in order to advance civilization and culture and maximize chances for their species’ survival. It was through these tantric practices that Enki, a brilliant scientist and spiritually advanced soul, and Ninmah, a goddess of divine love who would become the main counselor, diplomat and primary peacekeeper for the Anunnaki came through the seed of Anu and his concubines from the Galzu, a species from the angelic realm of existence.

 

 

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tantra-lovers-7899988Tantra allows species to awaken kundalini and reconnect souls to their higher awareness of their universal role at the appropriate time for the individual after they’ve reach a point in their lives when it’s time for them to remember. All beings come through the veil.of forgetfulness when incarnating into third dimensional form in order to fully engage in this dimension, which is called life, and fully participate in this program. This program, which is the Earth matrix, is a subroutine matrix of the primary matrix, which is the Solaris Solar system matrix, which is twin system with the Nemesis solar system.

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In higher levels of awareness souls feel one another fully because density is less, form is more permeable and we continually merge mind and form, thus are able to understand each other better. We exist more as group mind, hive mind like bees and ants. We are telepathic. Thoughts are read and understood immediately so we respond immediately and know our oneness.

We agreed to experience separation in order to create life that is individualistic. This experiment has resulted in more diversity. The original polarity was self and not self which perpetuated exponentially creating the continuum and all that is. At first we played with negative emotions and began by not liking things about the apparent others we created in the “self, not-self” polarity game.

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We began with negative emotions and thoughts which gradually became the ability to hurt the other, first emotionally then as we traveled deeper into form and density, we could hit then eventually kill one another, We’ve been killing ever sense in an ever expanding variety of ways, starting with killing one, than many, and eventually ending with mass weapons of destruction, like nuclear weapons, and other weapons, the likes of which not yet seen on this planet but in existence in the universe.

 

The Earth has been quarantined so that we may not take nukes into space and not contaminate other worlds, but also so that this planet with it’s extreme diversity of species is protected from the planet killer species that exist out there in the galaxy/universe.

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The experiment is about complete and we’ve rounded the corner and are returning to higher densities where the illusion of separateness is less intense. We will now love each other more because form is less dense and we feel each other more thus we have more compassion and empathy for one another. We have paid our dues as a species and the experiment in density and separation will continue in other places. Humanity deserves a vacation of sorts and will now join the Federation of Planets with higher culture and civilization and take a vacation from extreme violence.

 

tantra-red-colorsThose who wish to accelerate awareness can do so with tantra, a spiritual practice that’s fully experiential and gives you direct access to Source, awareness of the others self, those parts of you incarnated in other bodies by allowing you to move past your skin encapsulated sense of form and separate self sense. You feel separate because flesh is dense. Your light body is permeable and allows you to merge, feel your loving oneness and transcend physicality to remember your natural state of loving oneness with all creation.

 

398764_500535929999402_1207375106_nWhen you merge with another through the lovemaking process, activate all your energy centers (chakras), awaken your kundalini (like plugging in to the cosmos), you eventually remember it all. The process feels electrical, like pure pleasure currents running through your bodies. You may not accomplish a kundalini awakening while incarnated. It all depends on how advanced you are as a soul.

 

Tantra is for all, novice to advanced, for tantra allows souls incarnated in flesh a time out, a break from density so they might recharge. Tantra helps them accelerate their personal growth and awakening and activate consciousness for all incarnated on the planet without destroying the paradigm and delicate Eco systems necessary for the divine experiment, the universal agreement of the collective to diversify existence. We are all co creators with source, after all. At the highest emanation of self we are god, all that it is, one. Here we think we are individuals and for this moment here and now, that is our reality.

tantra-couple-sweet-loveMake love. Take a break from your physical life by using your body’s natural ability though lovemaking to transport your soul through time and space. Imagine, go beyond form and experience the totality of creation. Allow yourself to explore new thoughts and ideas way beyond the box and the limited container of this matrix. Bring some of those ideas, especially new ways to play and enjoy life. Laugh. Play. Breathe fully, (in god, out god) with each deep breath.

Next day you’re better equipped to handle the difficulties of this plane. Eventually, as we remember who we are, all improves for everyone as we uplevel to awareness of our oneness and feel each other, love each other and end violence and war, ahimsa, do no harm to those we believe are not ourselves. It’s all illusion, Lila, divine play and tantra s the way to recall and begin to love it all.

The gods gave us tantra as a gift to unwind and relax, play, love and enjoy our lives. It was and is there all along. But the gods so loved us, they wanted us to enjoy life as much as they do. So when the weeks over, the work required of us by being in physical form is done. The seventh day, a day of leisure, enjoyment and fun was given to all, man and god. Love exists for all, man and god and time enough for love exists so that form can function, grow and provide it’s role for life to exist and evolve.
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MAKE LOVE TO YOURSELF

by Sasha Lessin, Ph.D., Dean, School of Tantra

Prepare a love-nest. Reserve several hours when you’re wide awake without pressing concerns. Prepare to receive and give leisurely, sensitive, unstinting sexual delight to the most important person in your world. Make the boudoir you create warm and comfortable. Provide it with both a full-length mirror and a large hand-held one. Supply it with sensual music, fragrances, flowers, snacks, sacraments, massage oil or lube and plenty of large, soft towels. Make sure no phone, computer, delivery person or dropper-by can intrude on your tryst with the exalted person you plan to honor. Dress in your sexiest clothes. 

Then invite yourself in; YOU are the guest, the most important lover you’ll ever have. You.

Turn on the music, relax, imbibe. Stand before the mirror and slowly take off each of your garments. Look at your body objectively

REFLECT ON YOUR REFLECTION

Turn at different angles to the mirror; see yourself from several angles. Watch your whole body flow as you move. Focus in turn on head, torso, legs, then crown, hair, face, neck, chest, back, belly, hips, buttocks, thighs, knees, shins, hands, feet, toes (but save genitals) as you dance to the mirror. Pick up the hand mirror.

Stand before your image. See your reflection. Reflect on your body from every vantage.

Complete the following sentences aloud to the person in the mirror:

a. The features I can see that I like most about my bodily appearance are ***.

b. The qualities and functions I like most about my body are ***.

c. What I like most about my health is ***.

d. The features I like least about my body as I see it in the mirror are ***.

e. The qualities and functions I least value about my body are ***.

f. What I like least about my health is ***.

h. My liabilies of looks, health and functioning are ***.

 Identify with your it; BECOME YOUR BODY. As body, say:

a. Here’s what, as Body, I find difficult about serving as this soul’s soma ***.

b. Here’s what, as Body, I find satisfying about serving as this soul’s soma ….

c. Here’s how I, as [your name]’s body, feel about the way [your name]’s Inner Critic reacts to me *** .

e. Tell the person in the mirror, “What I, your body, would you like you to value me for is ***.

f. [your name], here’s what else, as your body want you to know from my perspective *** .

Disidentify with your body. Center yourself, so you simultaneously feel and accept feedback from both your body and your intellect.

As [your name]’s Center, complete the following to your body; first speak, later write what you said:

a. What I appreciate about you, Body, is [include what Body, in “e.” above wanted to be valued for] *** .

b. Say aloud, “I’ll take the following steps to improve or accept my looks, health and functioning *** .

Use both mirrors. LOOK IN YOUR ORIFICES.

Focus on, then BECOME YOUR GENITALS, roleplay your genitals. As Genitals, how do you feel. How did you feel in the mirror examination? What, as Genitals, is your existence as your person’s genitals?

Chant the Sanskrit words in italics for each chakra, then say aloud to the person in the mirror, what you, as the voice of your body, want and need.

Say “Lam,” touch your rosebud with your hand and ask your Earthy essence to come to your genital shrine for joy.

Chant “Vam,” touch your genitals and invite your Sensual subself.

Say “Ram,” rub your belly and invite the spirit of your inner Strength to join the fun.

Say “Yam,” touch your heart and invoke your Romantic inner voice.

Say “Ham,” inviting your sound-maker Singer self to be present as you make love to yourself.

Chant “Ooo,” rub your third eye (between your eyebrows) and summons your inner Visioner.

Make the sound “Mmm” and invite your Universal Consciousness to be present too.

 Thrice, chant, in single exhale, all the chakras’ syllables in succession (lam, vam,ram, yam, ham, ooo, mmm) and feel each activated and the flow of energy up your spine (your central flute), out the top of your head and out your crown toward the divine. This brings the spiritual to the material. Then suck in your navel and pull your innards upward and imagine you send a root down your spine to the center of the Earth, bringing the spiritual to the material. Experience yourself as the conscious bridge between the spiritual and the material, between Heaven and Earth.

Masturbate, pleasure yourself slowly as you look in your own eyes in the mirror.

Tell yourself aloud how much you love making love to yourself. Say, “I love you dear, [your name].”

Affirm your deepest devotion to yourself as you orgasm.




Cosmic Creation, Existence, Realms & Reality by Janet Kira Lessin


Tesla photoNicola Tesla discovered (or was told) by extraterrestrials about scalar wave technology. Our government developed that technology into HAARP using scaler waves. Waves are real, measurable. Many things not seen are real. Vision is not the litmus test for reality. We now understand more about how waves work. Waves carry signals, information, energy. We have radio, television, cell phones, wireless communications everywhere.

Mind control is invisible, operates on waves. Waves can be beamed, full of information (programs) into the minds of individuals. They can thus be controlled, unaware that their thoughts are being manipulated from outside means.

When we focus our intentions, pray, meditate, sing (mantras, spiritual songs), imagine, we create scaler waves with our thoughts. We beam our thoughts, transmit them. We transmit them to God or the sick person dying in the hospital. Our thoughts reach into the fourth dimension of time/space and the morphogenic field. Others hear us, feel us, respond, react, consciously, unconsciously across the continuum from man to God to Source. That’s why thoughts are extremely powerful and thoughts manifest reality.

am-0644-741-800God, (the being), can sense/hear/feel our prayers and respond. Communication with God (a being) in ancient times was and is real. That’s what telepathy is–fourth dimension awareness. Source doesn’t need to communicate via lower density systems. Source, Oneness is always aware of all communication in all places at all time. It is only lower density/vibratory beings that need to communicate through technology or telepathy.

Some are more aware of their telepathic abilities than others. We all have abilities. We exist in 3rd and 4th dimensions. We dream and navigate between realms automatically when in the dream state.

We spend our lives traveling between dimensions. Dreaming and the time we spend there exploring other realms, dimensions, realities is a part of life. Some become conscious and learn how to travel with awareness, focus and intention. Dreams become lucid and the dreamer learns how to interact with others and all elements of the dream. They sometimes become the director and control the actions in the dream.

Milky Way.34Some learn to consciously, astrally project. Some leave their body at will. Others learn to develop awareness that they’re out of body even though they consciously didn’t will or intend the exit. Some remember parts of their etheric travel as dreams and decipher it later, filtered through the conscious mind. Some are aware dreams are real and others dismiss dreams and miss the message and importance of the experience completely. We all go out of body all the time, aware or not. Daydreams are even more powerful than sleeping dreams, more often than not. Pay attention to dreams and you become aware of existence beyond five senses reality.

Dreams (night and day), thoughts, prayer, intention, ideas all operate on our ability to travel between dimensions. We are all multi-dimensional beings. We exist on all levels all the way home to Source, God, Oneness, Universal Consciousness.

Those with greater awareness can control the continuum by thought, intention, focus projected into 3rd dimensional physicality. Thoughts manifest into physical form projected into being via scalar waves. Technology driven by mind is very scientific when logic works its mind around the concept. It’s magical and scientific all at once for once understood the idea moves from mystic into reality, takes form via though when mind comprehends. Remember always thoughts are deeds.

Beings who are non-physical feed on non-physical food. Energy is their food. This negative beings in 4th, 5th dimensions feed on negative emotions generated by 3rd dimensional beings. They evoke these food sources from us by creating hardships, like war, violence, disease, death, drama. They feed on our pain, sadness, fear. We’re cattle, sheep, pigs, chickens, turkeys, food. We’re just food. They keep us alive to feed. They suck, are vampires, Draconians because they have no regard for us–their animals.

astal-blast-offThey eventually kill us when we’ve outworn our use, individually. We age and die. But we are moved to breed while young and alive like animals, unconscious, to continue our species as their food source. We are unconscious, unaware, so easily, emotionally stimulated and proved. We willingly comply.

Unconscious conception perpetrates abuse. We prove ourselves animals by continuing to remain like they want us–unconscious of the game of life which is controlled multi-dimensionally by our puppet masters.

We die and travel inter-dimensionally to another level. Some remain in the bardo, confused, unaware that they’re even dead (at least for a while). Others travel to realms beyond and become conscious of the game they’ve participated in. Most remain in this time loop and voluntarily continue as food. Some come hoping they wake up in the dream and can affect this dream, make it better, break the spell that holds us all hostage in this perverted paradigm.

Many are waking up, becoming aware and conceive consciously. That’s a start, conscious conception. Chose rather than perpetuate victim by creating children by accident or for the wrong reasons, to serve self rather than the child or humanity.

Conscious or semi-conscious embrace tantra, shamism, mediation, yoga and learn how to consciously soul travel and experience dimensions while incarnated in human form to better understand the nature of the totality of existence. Those who do so learn to understand that we simultaneously exist on all levels dimensions. We are complex beings, parts of GodSource itself and can send our energy everywhere.

near-deathWhen enough of us understand, become conscious, we create a new belief system which rides on scalar waves to all existence, affect al lthrough the grid of our group mind called the morphogenic field. Beware, be aware of all thoughts for what you focus on creates reality for all of us through this process, the scalar waves, which are real, penetrating from 4th dimension back into this level – 3rd dimensional physicality.

Pray, meditate, focus on love, light and goodness for all beings. We are extremely powerful beings thus all this focus by the Illuminati on mind controlling us through religion, politics and terrorism. Conscious, aware we choose service to others beyond self and realize, internalize that giving and receiving are the same. What we send out to the universe, to our loved ones, family, friends, neighbors, countrymen and women, world, we do really get back ten fold or a hundred fold because of the laws of physics – thoughts – waves – form that creates, literally forms our world.

Comprehend and magic becomes science. Religion understood becomes spiritual, moves from magical to scientific to form. Thought s are deeds. The law of attraction is same as gravity, invisible but every bit as concrete, real, reality. We create a new world of love for all life.

Civilized civilization dawns. Greet, meet our new dawn. Embrace the new sun/son, remember we’re all one/all is won. It is done. We have begun, anew, reborn.




Ninmah’s Mentation: EMBRACE THE LIGHT Web Radio and Article by Janet Kira Lessin aka Ninmah


Ninmah holds ADAM

Janet Kira Lessin, immersed in the Sumerian Goddess Ninmah as an archetype, ishideva and model for Quan Yin, Sophia, Parvati and Mother Mary, and our own Inner Mother, shares some of Ninmah’s wisdom.

Click arrow and hear her; her words are repeated below:

Imagine we each have a subself (an inner voice) that resonates with the peaceful, cooperative spirit of Ninmah The Peacemaker.

Our Ninmah subself, can also access an outer Ninmah, an ET from Nibiru, who has wisdom for you and for humanity.
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So here’s Janet, replying to an email on one of her Ninmah groups.

ARE THE WORLD’S CEOS HUMAN? Re: [Ninmah] Godsebook.org by Janet Kira Lessin

We are in an alien controlled world. They created us. Ninmah is the Mother of Humanity and she’s one of the white hats, the good ones, the best of the best. She’s an ishideva, a model, an archetype for the rest of us which resonates with one of our inner subselves. She’s my personal guide. I highly resonate with her message of love.

Some aliens are of the light, some of the dark. So reach for the light. Pray because prayer is simply telepathic communication with higher beings including your own Higher Self, which has greater awareness of creation.

You are locked in a program. We all are. It’s called the Matrix and it’s very perverse.

Your prayers to higher beings indicates that you’re awake.

When we reach critical mass, they will contact us en masse and the perverted matrix will fail, short circuit, dissolve, fall. The matrix is artificial, an ILLUSION. It requires YOUR energy to sustain it. Give it no energy. It disintegrates into nothingness.

Until then, they (the good aliens) are not allowed to interfere, like Star Trek’s prime directive.

We all agreed to go unconscious in the dream which has become a nightmare. Time to awaken from this nightmare and take our rightful place in the Federation of Planets (Love, Light). They’re waiting for us. We simply must show them we’re awake.

Contact them individually, at first. Join others in small groups. Contact them via group meditation. Your groups will grow. It’s time. Your personal faith will grow as others are converging on the truth. Be not afraid to speak it, but if you find resistance, do not argue, but quietly withdraw and bless those who are in the program. Forgive them for they know not what they do. They are puppets and the master’s hidden, but real, pulling their strings from off stage. Send them love. They’ll feel it. Love all who are trapped in the negative matrix. Love heals their wounds and enables them to awaken. Pray for all who are trapped in the matrix. They need energy to escape the mind control that binds them in a personal Hell.

Focus on love and light beings only. Never invoke the dark, for they’ll take over and control you. Protect yourself with white light at all times. Energy’s as real as material things. Your thoughts are deeds. As you send white light around you, cast a net of light around yourself, expand that net to your family, pets, community, world. They’ll feel it, be protected by your love. Your love awakens all. It’s far more powerful than evil and darkness.

Contact will happen, at first, individually. Remain open minded and always focus on love and light.

Become love incarnate. Always love everything, everyone. If you feel negativity, transmute it within yourself immediately, as soon as you are conscious that your thoughts or consciousness has devolved into a negative emotion, notice it, let it go, replace it with a good thought, kind, loving emotion. Center yourself. Integrate love into your own personal being. Send it to the person or thing that offended you. Bless them for they too are of the light, are from Source. Your blessing will help transmute them. They won’t understand why they’re getting lighter and full of love, but they will evolve as well.

The negative ones fear the evolutionary process of what they actually desire deep inside. For the dark is painful, to self and others, and is unsustainable. The house of cards is falling down.

We transmute all negativities alchemically with our minds filtered through our hearts loving all souls. We’re connected. Any love felt, fostered, nurtured, encouraged transmutes the entire continuum.

These false flag events created by mind controlled programmed individuals are there to keep the matrix in place, keep us controlled by fear and distrust of our fellow human beings.

However, it’s backfiring en masse for we have seen Hollywood special affects before. We have seen orchestrated events all our lives, those designed to capture our hearts and souls with fear and grief. We’ve witnessed horrendous things or heard of them, from assassinations to suicides to war to atomic bombs. All are designed to trap us in dark energy and emotions.

Don’t be fooled.

We won’t be fooled again.

We now have the power for we are awake. We’re connected to love and light, SOURCE, so bright that all darkness and the minions of darkness (fear, greed, grief, despair) are illuminated by this incredible, bright light (ourselves, awaken, enlightened (in-the-light-full-of-light). Light fills even the darkest corner of this world. We’re Sleeping Beauty in a town of sleeping beings. All awaken, from the King to the slaves (servants). The veil falls. We are love incarnated, reunited once again.
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Janet Kira Lessin is a are featured presenter at the Stargate to the Cosmos Conference, June 7 to 9, 2013 in Henderson, Nevada (near Las Vegas)

STARGATE TO THE COSMOS CONFERENCE: An intimate conference for open minds:

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Stan & Lisa Romanek, Janet Kira Lessin & Dr. Sasha Lessin, Laura Eisenhower & Dr. Dream , Michael Tellinger, Marsh and Ralph Ring, Bret Lueder, Kim Carlsberg, Jo Ann Richards, , Neil Freer, Gordon James & Janet Gianato, Sean David Morton, Robert Potter and special mystery guests share the latest revelations.

Register at stargatetothecosmos.com and teleport to tomorrow.
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Ninmah as Hathor at Göbekli Tepe by Collin Andrews


hathor-obj_02NINMAH = HATHOR = NINHARSAG = MAMA

The cult of Hathor was virtually synonymous with that of Nut, the Egyptian sky-goddess, who was herself a personification the Milky Way, her womb and vulva occupied by the stars of Cygnus. See the ancient Egyptian goddess Nut superimposed on the Milky Way as seen in the Northern Hemisphere. Note that her vulva and womb lie in the vicinity of the opening to the Dark Rift and the stars of Cygnus (after the work of American astronomer R. A. Wells). Pic credit: Andrew Collins/Rodney Hale.

Everything points towards Enclosure D’s holed stone and Vulture Stone next to it being not just confirmation of Deneb’s place in the mindset of the Göbekli builders, but also in the site’s role as a place where the rites of birth, death and rebirth were celebrated both in its architectural design and in the highly symbolic carved art left behind by its builders. It is confirmation also of the incredible role played by Cygnus and the Milky Way’s Dark Rift in the cosmological beliefs of the Upper Paleolithic age and, later, among the early Neolithic peoples of Anatolia. These are incredible revelations that entirely alter our currently held views on the mindset of the Pre-Pottery Neolithic world.

http://www.andrewcollins.com/page/articles/Gobekli.htm




MY CONTACTS, ABDUCTIONS & CHANNELLING: Janet Kira Lessin & T.J. Morris interviewed by David Saeed Farman


MY CONTACTS, ABDUCTIONS & CHANNELLING: Janet Kira Lessin & T.J. Morris interviewed by David Saeed Farman

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NINMAH by Janet Kira Lessin


NINMAH by Janet Kira Lessin

Ninmah (also known as Ninharsag, Hathor, Great Mother) is the daughter of Anu (King of Nibiru the 10th planet in our solar system), sister and lover of both Enki/Ea and Enlil/Yahweh. Ninmah’s the mother of both her brothers’ children.

With her beloved Enki and nephew Thoth/Ningishzidda/Quetzalcoatl, Ninmah co-created Homo Sapiens and thus became the MOTHER of HUMANITY. In her womb she bore the first human; a hybrid combining four essential elements; egg from a primative female, sperm of father Enki, clay of the Earth (Gaia)and womb of an Anunnaki Goddess (Ninmah). All prior attempts to create a viable species capable of carrying sentient souls had failed. Homo Sapiens succeeded with the genetic material of man, god and planet.

Listen to Ninmah’s story. Ninmah, peacemaker, voice of reason, Mother of Humanity who loves us unconditionally, longs to be heard. Her pespective, lost in the patriarchy, overwritten by women-fearing religions, survives through those who chose to remember. She speaks to us now through the ages, across time and space through those who provide a voice. Listen to her story. Be her voice. She has much to say. Her time is NOW.