In the blink of an eye I have removed myself from the shell of my 'real' body, bid farewell to my dark planet companions and stepped fully into the earthly lifetime of a woman known as Diana. Instantly all of my memories are wiped and I have no recollection for who I am other than those I now adopt as my own; an isolated mother of two young boys aged 5 and 3 years, living under the dark cloud of a abusive drug lord in America's southwest region. Gone is any association to military triumphs, knowledge of the between worlds or memories of prior existences. I will not know myself again for more than two decades.
My name is Azura. I come from a dark planet, filled with tall craggy mountains, low clouds and unique life forms. As one of the most long lived species in the universe, I have been here a for a great length of time and my work, though never ending, is complete. Although I don't know it yet, I have grown weary of the gloom of this planet and the purpose to which my existence is ascribed.
Our species is well aware of the nonphysical nature of True Reality and as a result we spend much of our long lifetimes walking between worlds. Due to our ability to delve into these otherwise mysterious realms we are collectively aware of some rather dynamic changes coming to the nearby solar systems that our planet and many others (including earth) presently occupy. These changes involve a ramping up of what we refer to as creator energy, an increase so strong that organic and nonorganic life forms will be affected, and in fact influenced to participate in a division of our common realities. Some life forms are denser and have become so invested in the process of survival that they are committed to continuing their roles at that level. While that is certainly an excellent choice for them, many of the nonlinear species such as myself are eager to participate in this coming event at a much higher level of consciousness. In order do that it is preferable to be energetically 'clear' or unencumbered by lingering negative thought or concept bundles such as regret and fear.
My explorations of the between has made it apparent to me that fragments from previous incarnations doggedly pollute my personal energy field, and the only way to eliminate these energies is to go back to where they occurred and release the consequence of residual emotions, thereby resolving any karmic debt springing from those events . My residual memories just happen to involve earthly incarnations and/or beings now incarnated on that planet.
That is why it is on this day I have been summoned to respond to a request for lifetime exchange with an entity living on earth who has put out a call for help, a call I am prepared to answer. In order to take on this mission I must agree to live out the lifetime obligations of the departing entity without causing undo friction in the associations and familial networks that have already been established. This life assumption involves taking on the persona of a young mother of two children who, unable to cope with what she deems insurmountable burdens presented by a spouse, an abusive high ranking drug dealer living in New Mexico, has requested persona replacement.
On first glance there are few to no similarities between this woman and myself. She is meek and small-bodied where I, having recently co-commanded a highly successful confrontation on the provincial ruling class of my planet, am anything but subtle in nature nor do I lack confidence. I do not look forward to adapting to such a small body form, and honestly I am much attached to my current physical conformation which, due to the relatively light gravity is of considerable height, exceedingly fit and lithe, and I am happily accustomed to not being bound by gravitational laws such as those on earth.
All differences aside, when the call comes in I am eager to test out the connection, to confirm our match for exchange. And I say 'exchange' when in actuality the entity moving away from the physical body will not be transferred to occupy my lifetime on the dark planet, rather she will be whisked away to rejoin her soul group to begin what is likely to be a long process of recovery. I assume this option is preferable to the long drawn out restoration of spirit that is often the consequence of self-inflicted death or suicide (a consequence unique to the earth experience), which she deems as her only other option.
Whatever her level of spiritual development the woman is very aware of the possibility of making such an exchange as is proposed, and her pleas and prayers for, "… someone better able to deal with the obstacles in my life," are made with a clear and conscious intent. And so it is that I find myself looking through the green eyes of a suburban housewife in a quiet neighborhood somewhere in Albuquerque, New Mexico in the summer of 1987.
