Third Star Planet - The World of the Dragons (part 1)

by Veronica Molinski

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Sitting on the front porch of my house with Changa snuggly tucked between my legs I find myself lost in his tear shaped dark brown eyes. Projecting from his jovial stare I feel a sense of knowing and connection that had not been present before. His jowls seemed to smile deeper today. Humored by our new connection I ask the dog resting before me: “Changa, is there anything you wish to explain to me about the half animal, half human people, that I don’t already know?” Waiting far too long for Changa’s reply, I begin laughing out loud. Once the laughter subsided, silence was all that remained between Changa and me. Settling into this moment of stillness between us, I recalled the Sentariens from the half animal, half human planet. Visualizing the detailed spiral drawn upon their foreheads, I instantly remember the teaching of the spiral.All one must do on planet Earth to make a connection to the animals is unwind this unseen spiral around the third eye, within the middle of the forehead. This would allow the line of communication to be opened. Having let go of attachment to rationality, I closed my eyes to better visualize the detailed spiral drawn upon their foreheads, I instantly remember the teaching of the spiral.All one must do on planet Earth to make a connection to the animals is unwind this unseen spiral around the third eye, within the middle of the forehead. This would allow the line of communication to be opened. Having let go of attachment to rationality, I closed my eyes to better visualize the spiral on my forehead. With my inner sight, I could see my forehead from the inside out. A glowing light outlined the spiraling symbol as I intentionally connected to it. As the spiral began its uncoiling process, I could feel intense amounts of energy move into the center of my forehead. Initially it felt like a slow gentle trickle of energy, but the more I relaxed, the quicker this turned into a surge of electrical current. Being someone who suffered seriously from migraines as a child and young adult, I can tell you this pain was worse than the most intense headache I had ever experienced.

Feeling increasingly more dizzy and nauseous I braced myself against the porch step and grabbed Changa around the fold of his neck. Using him like a seeing-eye dog, I closed my eyes and followed his lead towards the front door of our house. Pushing through the cracked front door, my eyes squeezed tightly closed trying to shove the pain and light out of my head. Still in a hunched position I allowed Changa to guide my way. Changa gingerly walked me down the hallway around the spindles of the banister towards our master bedroom. Depositing me on the side of our wooden sleigh bed, Changa’s job was done, and soon I heard his nails trotting along the slate floor outside of the bedroom back down the hallway. Thinking to myself I realize, maybe we don’t need to talk after all. Changa seemed to know exactly what to do in lieu of a conversation.

In bed, I curled my body into a tight fetal position. The discomfort was unbearable and constricting tightly into a ball was the only way my body could get small enough to not feel the entirety of the pain. Not in a coherent state of mind to strike up a friendly conversation with my body, which is my normal modus operandi, I demanded that the pain stop.

“This needs to stop right now!”Interestingly enough, the pain subsided for a good thirty seconds. Curious as to what this new experience was I asked. “Am I missing something?”Again, the pain stopped momentarily. Discovering that this relief was signaling the answer “yes” to my statements, I decided to go with it. This I can work with.“Do you want me to do something?” “Let go.” A whisper of a voice gained access to my mind in between the pulsating stabs of pain.

“Let go?” I repeat this and question out loud. How could anyone let go when the pain of the physical body was so intense? Every beat of my heart was forcing blood through constricted blood vessels within my head, and this was translating into an unbearable pain that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. How does one simply let go?

“Sleep.” Again, the whisper moves through my mind, hearing it answer me yet again only leads to more confusion. How can anyone go to sleep with this much agony moving through their body?

“Surrender and let go.”Finding my body still constricted and wound tightly into a ball I begin the process of letting go. Through the waves of pressure and sharp pain I slowly start to soften my body. Instead of holding all this energy in my head, I allow it to fill my entire body and take me over completely. The process was uncomfortable at first, I felt extremely vulnerable and somewhat exposed to this unknown energy, but as time went on I could feel how this ultimate form of surrender was allowing the energy locked in my head to find its way through my body and somehow exit out of me. Like I am a conductive wire, and the energy that I had opened when performing the visual experiment earlier had moved into my body and shorted me out. I was holding onto the energy instead of being a vessel for it to move through. With full understanding of this lesson now reaching my conscious mind, I sensed a great pressure lift and shift in my head. I no longer tried to hold onto the experience and allowed it to move though me, unimpeded. Lying in bed my body was exhausted, letting the last bit of the experience go, I roll over feeling wiped out from the days many journeys. My eyelids are getting heavy, and my body increasingly getting lighter. Not one to halt a good nap, I surrender once again to the soft pillow cozily tucked beneath my head and find the cadence of my breath. Each breath aligns more fully to the continuous beat of my heart making it hard to ignore the precious and delicate balance needed to sustain a human in harmony with life.

The twitching sensations moving around my body indicate that my brain is in the beginning stages of sleep, yet my mind is alert and active. I feel my physical body momentarily go numb as my mind detaches from the human shell holding it securely in place. This is exactly how I felt when I left my physical body on the half human, half animal planet. Now soaring above my wooden bed I can see my human body resting below. Soaring higher into my room my energy body reaches through the ceiling of my bedroom and slides unobstructed into the expansiveness of the world beyond.

Seemingly having no control over this journey, I find my body getting pulled even higher into the thin atmosphere above. As my aerial ascent continues, I am left witnessing mere outlines of Earths continents below. Reaching the final crescendo of this expansive journey I feel the tether connecting me back to my body on Earth begin to vibrate. This tether engaged like a rubber band being stretched to its max, I feel a tight resistance to any further forward momentum. Almost as if I was meant to stay on Earth. All at once I hit the invisible wall and my tether snaps. Soaring back towards Earth, my light body was spinning wildly around and around moving through a tunnel of light. Free falling from the edge of the Earth’s atmosphere, my spirit just made the greatest base-jump known to man!

After an exhilarating few moments of free fall I found the rubber band shot me right into an environment that appears almost jungle like upon first inspection. Absorbing the heavy dampness of the air I knew I was reviewing this landscape from at least the fifth dimension. Surrounded by a perpetual mist, I find myself spinning around in circles trying to ground my energy more fully, so that I can better understand the environment around me. I find it hard to keep a connection to this place. Unsure of what my goal or purpose is here, I begin my exploration. The landscape is massively overgrown with larger than life plants. I feel like I am walking down the hallway of a museum exploring sets from the Jurassic era. Deep colors of emerald green appear to be splashed around every corner. Looking up hoping to find a canopy of trees, my inspection ends abruptly as the tops of the trees are so high I am unable to perceive any canopy in sight.

Moving towards one of the visible trees in the surrounding vicinity I note to myself.“I have used trees during past travels to validate lessons so why should this journey be any different?

Moving towards the base of the sprawling tree, I place my hand on its trunk. Having leaned fully into the palm of my hand for this initial contact I move right through what is supposed to be a strong tree trunk and fall through a holographic façade made to look like the trunk of a tree. Scared that I might fall straight down a forty foot well moving through the center of the Planet, I am relieved when my body lands on the same level ground I had started from. Regaining composure, I steady my balance rising to my feet once again. Looking around, it appears that I am standing within a hollowed-out center of a large redwood tree. Wondering if this entire tree is a hologram I place my hands on the inside of the hollowed-out trunk, discovering hardened walls everywhere, strong and sturdy like I had initially intended. My path is greeted again by a descending carved staircase. Whatever craftsman constructed this staircase carved through the bottom of this tree into the trunk, roots and dirt which form together to make notched steps leading beneath this primary ground level. Finding my somewhat timid feet beneath me, I gingerly move down the steps. The stairs opened to a grand arched tunnel that had to have been shaped by tools. The design was pre-planned and constructed in a way that seemed highly intelligent and thought out. Exiting the last stair, I find myself on an underground dirt path I am now completely underground and there does not appear to be any light source around me. I lose track of the tunnel and find my body getting pulled from the back. I am actually retreating up through the stairwell as if someone just pushed re-wind on my video and sent my entire body moving in reverse. Before I know it, I am placed back onto the misty jungle floor staring at the tree trunk, eager to touch it once again.

Looking for a light source I find the canopy is still out of reach of my eyes, but through the colorful foliage above I can see what appears to be beams of light. Through the dense jungle surroundings I can see many outlines of what look to be planets or orbs hanging within the openings of the tree canopy above. Keeping my gaze focused on the slivers of sky that are visible through the canopy above, I see what appears to be an enormous winged flying animal. My mouth drops open whispering out loud.

“Dragon?”Head tilted with all awareness fixated on this flying creature, I am shocked when I hear a voice to my right speak up from only feet away.“It’s ok Dear One, some of this may still be a bit confusing.”

Snapping around, looking to the right, I see a massive dragon resting on the jungle floor. Her head is relaxed on the ground and her long snout is pointed directly at me. In a labored way, she lifts her head off of the jungle floor which creates a chain reaction of thunderous rolling sounds escaping from the ground below. She inclines her head so that her neck stretches fully to look up at the sky and then in the same movement points the tip of her long snout back down towards the ground. It appears as if she is bowing. With this single movement, I understand that she recognizes the confusion I have over my experiences up until this point.

Now supporting all her weight on her two front legs, I can see the dragon in its entirety. She has metallic yellow scales covering her snout like a patch work quilt, one laid onto another. The rest of her body is a dirty brownish color, with sparse hints of a glistening yellow metallic scale here and there. Her underbelly is a soft beige color and looks quite like that of a newly born puppy - soft, tender, and vulnerable. Her two front legs begin to slide out like a cat moving into a long stretch. In a slow exaggerated way, her body begins melting back into the ground from which it came. Now stretched out she curls her two front feet under her body and lies her head down so that her snout is pointing at me once again. The proportions of her body lying down seem a bit skewed, her big belly projects out in a very full, round shape and her head appears to be smooth, lengthy, and sleek. Closing her eyes, she moves into a rhythmic breath that signals the onset of sleep. Pulling her head closer to her body, I get the sense that if I am to ask a question it must be now or I might miss my opportunity.

“What is your purpose here? Forgive me Dragon, but the culture I am from talks of Dragons as pure fantasy?”Scooting her snout back in my direction, she opens her eyes in a lazy half peeking kind of way. “Dragons are the guardians of this planet, as we are too many.

Thinking to myself about my other journeys to other planets I see how the staircase is only one of the running themes. They all seem to have creatures that claim to be the guardians of their planet as well.“Dragons live alongside other inhabitants of this planet. Dragons live on the surface and in the skies while the others mostly live below ground.”She projects an image of her nest into my inner mind’s eye.“This is where many dragons live together in one place.”

In my mind I can see many different breeds of dragon. All appearing to be sunbathing and lazily enjoying a relaxing stretch over different outcroppings of stone boulders. She’s now projecting to me a different image and follows this image up with an explanation.“Dear One, this is the work in which we are required to do, our purpose if you will.”The image she is sending to me plays out like a movie. I can see one dragon in particular from the nest. This dragon seems comfortable; enjoying his place, belly up, apparently stretching or itching himself on a large rock. Within a split second, he rolls off to his side and vanishes, disappearing into some kind of time, space wormhole or portal into another dimension.

“What happened?” My voice speaks to the dragon as the movie in my mind continues.“His energy has been called to work,” she says in quiet response.Seeing this dragon now move through the portal, I can see him flying with wings outstretched. He finds the place he has been called to and begins to rain down fire upon the trees, homes, and people below. I see the fire manifest into the physical realm while the dragon stays in a higher unseen dimension. To me he appears like a glittering outline flying in the sky. The fire burns the entire area beneath him to the ground. The scene itself seems devastating, but I do not feel any remorse or sorrow for what I am witnessing. There seems to be purpose in what this dragon is doing. As I watch the powerful display of this dragon, I also hear the words of my new companion say:

The fire of a dragon is rich in elements some known and some unknown by your people. These new elemental properties allow new life to grow from things that have been neglected or are in need of transition. Like your mythological story of the phoenix. When something dies it can once again rise from the ashes into a new. This process of destruction, as you see it, is meaningful and quite necessary. Dragons are called to help rebuild places that need assistance with a new growth cycle. We are guardians for all planets who need the immediate impact of destruction in order for a new growth cycle to happen.

The dragon continues to play images for me of dragons receiving the call to start a new growth cycle for different planets. I see lazy dragons turn active as they move into another time and space to perform their work. In the landscape of this place is a harmonic connection between the vitality of the lush environment and these majestic beings. I sense the energy of the dragons not only enliven the environments they help save, but also impact the environment of their own planet. There is much energy and vitality here in this space and it seems a lot of that can be contributed to the presence of the dragons.