Louise Pozdzik

Pleiadians (Lashae) Pleaidians are the primary genetic parents of modern humans and protectors of Earth who have been guiding us since the beginning. They have influenced Earth culture in many ways, through sending teachers and introducing forms of music, art, architecture, dance and spiritual teaching. They soul-incarnate as human more than any other group and will be the first non-humans to be revealed at the Shift. @Kabamur_Taygeta

#Crystals #Light #Elohim #Sheen #5D #GalacticFederationOfLight “The display of crystals dancing with light…” Imagine the magic of remembering how to once again interact with power of crystals! Imbued with the power of the Fae, an Elohim craft seamlessly programs and interacts with crystal spires. The crystals rise and dance with beautiful choreography as the craft moves through the sky. 💠💙🛸💠💙🛸💠💙🛸💠💙🛸

Nature is the best therapist I know.

The red rocks of this bay next to the dark teal water of the Green River got my camera's attention.

Be Grateful For All Lives That Your Soul Has Experienced. Even Though The Stories Are Unknown To You Now, Be Assured That Everything Has Added To The Culmination Of Spiritual Experience. You Will Know And Remember Your Entire Akashic As The Earth Shifts To Sheen. -AYA ❤️ @Kabamur_Taygeta

Well this took forever. But I learned how to knit with linen (not easy, a bit stiff and inconsistent) and created a buttonhole for the first time (I’m scary with a sewing machine). I bet @MareQay could knit all these cables much faster than I did! 🤦🏻‍♀️

@maximumpain333 My Grandpa Elias

My Grandmother. 🌻

Special shout out to my Soul Family. I love you all. I am humbled and honored to be amongst such wonderful & loving people. Love & Light! Always.

Here is my newest watercolor. I am brand new to it but I couldn’t love this medium more. I’m learning! Today I learned about lifting color. So I made a moon! Daniel Smith Lunar black, blue apatite genuine and lunar blue. I’m so exited I can barely wait to paint each day!

For whatever reason, I find myself nesting. getting ready to enjoy a nice quiet period hunkered down away from the chaos of the world.

On a lighter note, a while ago I had posted about befriending 13yr old “Bella” and her mother in one of my Zumba classes Bella is autistic. She’s extremely smart with a photographic memory Anyway, she told me she’s excited to be going to her middle school prom. I’m having my designers who work with my company give her and her friends couture dresses so they stand out in runway fashion Real life can be so beautiful when you live in it God bless the children 🥰

Andromedans (Mes) Andromedans are much like Pleiadians and live very holistic lives but are less technology-oriented. They like to live outdoors and will drape large fabrics over mountains to make homes. They look very human, and stand about 6-7 feet tall. Some have hair, and some don’t. There are no couples and they connect energetically in large groups to procreate. @Kabamur_Taygeta

My cat Miso is now missing too along with my other kitty Lux 💔 My cat heart is pretty broken right now. Please continue to pray and send LIGHT for their return 🙏❤️

Death is merely a transition to another dimension. This is our final incarnation. The best is yet to come. ➡️ @Kabamur_Taygeta

You may not realize this… but somewhere along your life’s journey, there has been at least one moment when you sat across from, spoke with, or were helped by a Higher Being — appearing in the form of a very ordinary human.

Mookaite Jasper- Is a vibrant, earthy gemstone. Famous for it's mix of red, yellow, cream, burgundy, purple and brown tones. It has a warm, firy Energy that many find Grounding and Uplifting, at the same time. Mookaire isn't a true Jasper, instead it's a silicified Radiolarite—a sedimentary rock formed from the fossilized remains of tiny microorganisms called Radiolaria. True Mookaite is found only in a small area near Mooka Creek in the Kennedy Ranges of Western Australia (Gascoyne Region). To find out more about Crystals creationzbycheryl.com/blog Video Created by @TIOMESAK.

Happy Friday, Groundcrew! As the clashing of energies continues throughout this planet, take comfort in knowing that we are protected by unseen multidimensional beings of Light. The spiritually unaware are the most vulnerable and the unwitting carriers of darkness. Spiritual hygiene is no longer a suggestion, it’s imperative as a daily practice to guard against any unwanted thought forms or astral attachments. Remember that this final battle is over YOU. This is not just brainwashing and propaganda manipulation; this battle is over your very Soul. What you think and what you allow into your auric field has never mattered more. Find small things that bring you authentic and childlike joy. This will lead to gratitude, one of the highest vibrations possible. For me, this is music. I’ve been experimenting a lot with different forms of expression lately and this brings me real joy. Leading others to joy and love, or at least attempting to stir their Souls might sound silly or insignificant in the grand scheme of things. But holding enough room for others to see and feel Light has never been more important. Here is my most recent video from yesterday. These are just for fun, though I do hope you enjoy it. May it bring you peace, grace and may it strengthen your resolve in each step of your path. Where We Go One, We Go All. 🙏🏻🫶🏻🕊️ (Song by Imagine Dragons, “Believer”), (Artwork by Midjourney), (@Kabamur_Taygeta, @FamilyofTaygeta).

We are on the ground now as White Hats. We are in the air as your protectors. We will not leave without you, as you are living the prophecy of the grand Shift of planet Earth. ~#Akatu 🏞🏞🏞🏞🏞🏞🏞🏞🏞🏞🏞🏞🏞🏞🏞🏞🏞

We are called "the elderly." But that quiet label hides something most people rarely stop to consider. We are the last living witnesses of a world that no longer exists. Look at us and you might see gray hair, slower steps, and the patience that time teaches. But listen to our story — really listen — and you'll realize something extraordinary. We are the only generation in human history to have lived a fully analog childhood and a fully digital adulthood. That's not a small thing. That's one of the most breathtaking journeys a human being has ever been asked to make. We were born in the 1940s, 50s, and early 60s, into a world still rebuilding from the rubble of World War II. Our toys were marbles and hopscotch and card games at kitchen tables. When the streetlights flickered on, that was it — childhood adventures were over, and it was time to go home. No smartphones. No streaming. No endless scroll. We built our memories in the real world. With scraped knees and laughter echoing down streets and friendships formed face to face. In 1969, we sat in living rooms staring at black-and-white televisions as Neil Armstrong took humanity's first steps on the Moon. Hundreds of thousands of us stood in muddy fields at Woodstock believing — really believing — that music and community could reshape the future. We fell in love to vinyl records spinning on turntables. We waited days, sometimes weeks, for handwritten letters to arrive. We learned patience because information didn't come instantly. Mistakes were fixed with erasers — not a delete button. Then the world transformed. Machines that once filled entire rooms shrank to devices lighter than a paperback. We went from rotary phones and party lines to seeing the face of someone we love on the other side of the ocean — instantly, on something that fits in a pocket. We watched the birth of the personal computer. The arrival of the internet. The smartphone. Artificial intelligence. And through every single shift — we adapted. Not because it was easy. Because that's what our generation does. We also carry the weight of history in our bodies. We grew up afraid of polio and tuberculosis. We watched science defeat them. We witnessed the discovery of the structure of DNA, the decoding of the human genome, the transformation of medicine itself. We survived pandemics across decades — and kept going. Few generations have been asked to absorb so much change in a single lifetime. And through all of it, certain things never changed. We still know the joy of a cold glass of lemonade on a hot afternoon. The taste of vegetables picked straight from a garden. The value of a long conversation that unfolds slowly, without a screen interrupting it. We have celebrated births and mourned losses. Carried the stories of friends who are gone. Watched the world become something our younger selves couldn't have imagined — and found ways to belong in it anyway. We are not relics. We are living bridges between two entirely different worlds. Our memory carries something the modern world needs — proof that progress doesn't have to erase wisdom. That speed doesn't have to replace patience, kindness, or reflection. So when someone calls us elderly, we can smile. Because behind that word is something remarkable. We crossed two centuries. Witnessed eight decades of transformation. Walked from handwritten letters to artificial intelligence — and never lost our sense of what actually matters.