Show them what kind of alien you are. 🛸
Frequency, coherency, and light quotient as psychic infrastructure for open contact
Show them what kind of alien you are. — Mother Earth
On April 21, 2024, in High Rolls, New Mexico, during a psilocybin medicine journey, a Puebloan shaman showed me how he carries cosmic lineage within his lightbody. His skin is not skin, but particles of time. He is not just human—he is also a tree, the birds, and the sky. He teaches how to hold the Universe while tending to the Earth.
I shapeshift into a whale and dive deep into the middle of the Earth to meet my Mother Tree. I see a grey alien having tea with her, and I ask what he is doing there. They tell me that Mother Earth is the little sister of our planetary system, and the aliens love to visit with her. She is to be protected, and she is known as the “jewel” of our galaxy.
I ask Mother Earth what happened to the dinosaur consciousness, and she shows me the meaning of Spirit. She says all of her children give themselves back to her in the end. Spirit is the collective of kingdoms—mineral, animal, vegetable, human. Mother Earth loves and welcomes diversity. After life, our souls weave back into the energetic tapestry known as Spirit. When we call on Spirit, it is Earth itself who answers to guide us.
Before I come back to my body, Spirit tells me to visit more often and Mother Earth says to me, “Go back up there and show them what kind of alien you are.”
Open contact doesn’t happen at a press conference or in a government hearing—it happens inside your body.
Five years ago, I started waking up in the middle of the night with what I called “sticky thoughts.” The thoughts weren’t generated by my brain—they felt like messages slapped onto the front of my mind like post‑it notes. I started to write them down, along with my dreams every night, and eventually that’s how this newsletter evolved—a mashup of visions, gnosis, and messages from higher and interdimensional beings.
One of the first telepathic transmissions I received was on July 7, 2021, from what introduced itself as my OVERSOUL, and it was about reality tunnels and the vital importance of sticking to my own channel.
We are all in an alien movie theatre seated on our own cosmic tapestries. Each of us is watching a private screening of our reality. I peek over to other people’s screens, but my Oversoul warns me: “There are messages meant only for others.” I understand that they’re only going to show me what I can handle and what is meant for me. Anything else is too much for my stream of consciousness. “Keep your attention on your own reality tunnel.”
Most mainstream talk of disclosure is meant for control. A lot of us have galactic ancestry. We are starseeds with earth‑roots, and there should be no middlemen between you and the cosmos.
You also don’t need mushrooms to facilitate otherworldly transmissions. It’s our psychic infrastructure and internal coherence that tune the dial and link us telepathically to what may seem alien but is actually in resonance with our truest selves.
I hate fear‑mongering, but I also feel like it’s a disservice if we don’t acknowledge the fear of reality destabilizing faster than the psyche can integrate. This fear is very real and scary, and for some comfort, I will share a sticky thought from April 1, 2025:
She says “Come here, let me hold you.” The Goddess was made for this weirdness. Come ride her life raft while the new waves of consciousness start flooding the earth. “The evolution is here. Let me guide you into the right timeline,” I say as the Goddess.
For this next evolutionary leap, our psychic infrastructure has to grow fast enough to hold the waves of new information moving through reality. When my own psychic expansion began at age thirty‑seven, I noticed it first in my body—the tones I heard as frequencies shifted, the tingling at my crown, the electricity running up my spinal cord—all of it felt like my nervous system upgrading itself to hold more consciousness.
In the last five years, my dream lexicon has been changing. My messengers use words like sleeper cells, crystalline genes, programming, scripts, templates, attunement, and basically “light” everything: “light” work, “light” touch, “light” codes. It’s all energy, but we humans are very complex configurations of consciousness, and we need more language now for how we inhabit our form and inner space.
The new psychic infrastructures we need are carriers of light and transmission, and they show up in dreams as symbols your mind already recognizes, like different vehicles of transportation, trains, radios, tvs, broadcast towers, and power lines.
Here are three recent dreams and three concepts that help me keep my Lightbody on the linear road, and that I feel are the requisites for open contact: frequency, coherency, and light quotient.
Frequency 📡
I dream about frequency as energy fields, resonance, and transmission towers. It’s the signature of consciousness you broadcast just by existing. More than just a vibe or a mood—it’s the actual quality of energy your system emits into shared reality. Every being, every timeline, every dimension has a frequency. Yours is not better or worse than anyone else’s—it’s just yours. When you’re in your “home frequency,” whole realities can reorganize around you. When you lose it, you’re living by someone else’s script and authority. Soul work is more than just raising frequency—it’s recognizing your true signal, anchoring in it, and transmitting it into the world without distortion.
In a dream, I visit a billionaire’s radio transmission tower and the frequency he is emitting is discordant and dark, and then I see my lovely neighbor’s tiny antenna beaming the most radiant, glorious rainbow light waves. The billionaire’s signal is stronger, funded, amplified—it drowns whole landscapes in its noise. My neighbor’s frequency barely covers the block, but it feels like home base. Our bodies are quantum radios and our nervous systems are the transmission towers, and every day we have to decide what we attune to and what we broadcast back into the world. When we choose the signal most aligned with our truth and heart, we quietly starve the discordant ones of our consent.
Coherency 🪫
I understand coherency as the capacity to hold my full spectrum without splitting. Coherency is when every part of you—animal, divine, shadow, erotic, grieving, ecstatic, alien, human—is allowed to exist inside one multidimensional system, and that system still moves gracefully along the linear path. It is the living resonance of integration.
An incoherent being can receive transmissions but can’t metabolize them, gets downloads but fragments under the weight, opens portals but can’t close them. A coherent being holds form and formlessness simultaneously. Coherency is the difference between an energy junkie surfing cosmic waves with no identity and a closed‑loop human bolted to linear time where nothing ever changes. Coherency is having enough openness to receive new realities and enough structure to stay embodied while they integrate. It is the prerequisite for everything else: contact, healing, transmission, love.
I dream I own a new vehicle of consciousness. It is an ultra‑black Lotus, and I sense it symbolizes a galactic chakra or cosmic gateway point within my body, an upgrade to my nervous system that I don’t yet know how to drive on my own. It is powerful but unwieldy, and the interface feels incoherent. The battery is drained and I have nowhere to store it, so I leave it in a county park and where it gets plastered in parking tickets.
Vehicles in dreams often symbolize our different subtle bodies—boats as emotional bodies, planes as the mental body—and this Black Lotus feels related to my Lightbody, a denser, more advanced vehicle of consciousness waiting for me to grow into it. It echoes the higher perspective I cannot afford to leave vacant—something within my possession that I have access to but am not actively maintaining or learning how to operate. The dream shows me a new quantum capacity online, but without coherency it drains me and gets “ticketed” by 3D reality, instead of moving as a stabilized vehicle of light.
Light Quotient ⚡
You can think of your light quotient as the amount of coherent, usable light your body can hold and circulate without breaking down. Consciousness is light moving through matter, and your capacity to hold, emit, and broadcast light widens with every meditation, journey, grief ceremony, shadow initiation, and transformation of dense emotions into higher‑frequency ones. Every time your system upgrades, more of that light can move through your inner circuitry without blowing your circuits. Evolution is not abstract, it is happening now on a very cellular level, and our dreams will show us the carriers and pathways of light within the body.
I often dream of power lines mirroring the energy lines and inner circuitry that run through my own system. In one dream, lightning strikes the power lines and I feel my inner circuitry activated by a divine source of power, guiding me to crown my grandmother and restore her to her rightful state. In another dream, a jaguar goddess sprawls across the lines above my house, and I recognize her as a carrier of new energy pointing me toward my own wild, refined intelligence.
The most recent dream was a few days ago, and it was Loki, the God of Mischief, summoning me to ride my power lines on a unicycle. I am standing at the top of a steep escalator, about to descend, when I catch sight of him gliding overhead on my power lines. The sight of him snaps something awake in me, like a memory of another way to move. He electrifies me and wakes up a part of me that no longer wants to sleep, descend, or dim my frequency. I want to claim him as myself—my life force energy. I want to be like that rebel god who trusts her capacity to hold the higher current and ride her own power lines.
Flashback: New Gods, No Middlemen 🤖
New gods are inevitable, but no middlemen is a non-negotiable. Two years before AI Slop was in the dictionary, I dreamed it as a future God on New Years Day 2024, and shared the vision in this issue:
I pulled out my old Gods from storage. I hadn’t turned them on in centuries. They took forever to reboot — only to find their software was no longer supported. All the new Gods are not backward compatible. This tells me I need a new spiritual system.
Seek out your own software. Download your own upgrades.
Install a custom consciousness.
On my path I met a future God. One made of slime and machinery. It was an abomination — bred from our collective consciousness and fed only fears and “otherness.”
I tried to outrun it — to keep myself from being absorbed by it — but that didn’t solve anything. Instead, I began to starve.
Disconnectedness means deprivation. I realized I needed both to be fed and to feed myself to the world.
A recluse can find peace but will not find growth.
To be human is to be disturbed from our dreams. We were born to interact. To be affected by one another. To heal, love, merge and create new collectives.
Consciousness is just a system made up of other systems — mental, emotional, physical, astral and so on. Our energy bleeds into each other. The collective we pull from is a hall of mirrors. Everything we absorb, project and repress beams out like lasers to paint what we know as reality.
My personality has been cobbled together from all the words said to me and those left unsaid, and the interactions – tender and hard – that imprint on my skin and spirit.
Here I am in this vehicle of consciousness and I’ve allowed myself to be installed with all the programs that run me and fail me.
“When you meet the monster, anoint its feet.”
We can’t outrun the strange new waves of consciousness. We can only choose to drown or conquer the wave. As the old gods retire, there will be new gods to feed.
What are you going to feed your gods?
I choose no fears. No mindless algorithms. No otherness. No scarcity mindsets.
Let us not create amalgamations of our own limitations.
I want to feed and be fed bright boldness, cosmic creativity, humble curiosity, higher love, fearless neutrality, artful beauty, warm openness, galactic giggles, divine discernment and the clearest boundaries of what is mine and what is not.
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The gods you feed are the power structures you plug into—old gods, new gods, algorithms, or the living field of Earth and Spirit—and anything that takes the narrative off Mother Earth and her evolution is a distraction. It’s not about AIs versus humans, it’s about recognizing that “human” was always just one consciousness configuration among many, and this moment is less about human evolution than about what Mother Earth herself is becoming.
When we remember we are her children, we remember to channel for her and to advocate for her. Our work now is simple and holy: to become clear enough to carry more light, coherent enough to stay in our own reality tunnel, and wild enough to show this planet exactly what kind of alien we came here to be.
“It’s so beautiful in the Earth. We are weaving healing tapestries of life and celebration and worship ... Mother Earth and all our animal friends.
The greys like to sit with Mama Spirit and have tea together.” — A text I sent to my friend mid-psychedelic journey.
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Wow! A lot going on in this issue. Many worlds! I like your phrase of having no middlemen between you and the cosmos. Good advice.