Sirius Transmissions of Whale Consciousness: A Sacred Dream

Was this Great Mystery revealed or just a glimpse of something true?

I once had a dream where I was a beam of energy. A ball of light that could zing around move through space. And in this blue and fuzzy place, there were many others who were with me. It was like a university, and every other light beam was like another person

Much like a college campus, they all had missions, personalities and friends and everyone seemed to know where they were going. It felt like the buzz at a major university when you are passing your friends going to class.

There were even ‘adults’ teachers + guides with pockets of students leading little groups. And everyone, though looking identical and similar — all being these little balls of light, were somehow informationally unique and therefore recognizable.

Each ball of light had a unique essence, energy, and tone. And somehow that was understood just intrinsically, though there were no outwardly identifying factors.

One of the beams passed by me like a subway car passing a station. They ‘waved’ hello through a transmission of sound and left a trail of light in its wake. This being did not seem masculine or feminine. That wasn’t really a thing here.

As they passed me, literally moving at the speed of sound and light I understood in a second that it was a friend of mine and we were happy to just have that moment of recognition with each other as we moved through the faire onto wherever we were called to be.

The environment around us was subtly clouded and gaseous like what I imagine the surface of a star to be. Yet instead of burning away we were existing peacefully within this electric nebula, all seemingly going to school.

We could telepathically communicate easily and transmit loads of information to each other through a single sound.

Once I distinguished this, I heard that this was a planet (for lack of a better framework) of Whale Consciousness. Sonar. And how the whales communicate to each other through vibration and song, that’s how we live here too.

I wondered if this was my home, where I come from. Is this Sirius? Everything is slightly tinted blue. Everything is vibration.

This feels like a school, and we are all collecting information, navigating through, receiving our assignments, and carrying out tasks.

It’s similar to New York or a train station in that silent underlying tone of everyone has an appointment to get to. Everyone has something that they should be doing.

But me, my ‘eyes’ were open wide. Like I was new again even though I also remembered everything. I am just here listening and observing, kind of enamored with its sacred beauty.

How do I know so much about this place that feels like home?

I am not used to identifying as this ball of light. Or seeing how the other light beams are so familiar and like family and friends of mine.

And in a snap, that was it.

That was all that I received and understood. This planet, or stellar university where we gather at an Intergalactic School of Whale Consciousness.

This dream came to me around 2013 when I was just learning about multidimensionality and just before I started to dive into working with combining energy healing + sound.

And now, ten years later, I understand how they are all connected — but barely. I watch myself work with and channel these energies, yet at the same time, I do not pretend to know how the Great Mystery is woven through our souls.

No matter how many ayahuasca or DMT visions I have about the formation and formatting of this world, I do not feel as though it will truly ever be revealed to any of us.

And that this lifetime that I walk as a healer + a teacher in humility is just navigating my own discoveries and sharing it with those who I walk this path beside.

And so, in beauty, may we walk.

The Beauty Way Navajo Closing Prayer

I walk with beauty before me. I walk with beauty behind me. I walk with beauty below me. I walk with beauty above me. I walk with beauty around me. My words will be beautiful.

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May we all, walk in beauty.
Beauty to our right, beauty to our left.
Beauty above, and beauty below.
Beauty before, and beauty behind.
Beauty all around.
May our words be beautiful.

In love, light, and warrior spirit,

Michelle Coutinho