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By KatNBoots138

Feb 02, 2021

 

It’s late at night in 2021, and I just got off the phone with Carolina. Something insane happened. We connected, as usual, to explore past life work—Carolina's specialty. She sees, I feel. We balance each other out. But what we connected to this time wasn’t a past life at all. It was a current life.

Walter had told me before: I exist in multiple vessels, multiple bodies, at once. I'm still wrapping my head around it, but it aligns with the truth that I’m the goddess of space and time. This isn’t just twin flame stuff. Right now, I’m in five vessels simultaneously, and soon, I’ll be able to hive-mind. That’s another story for another time.

What came up with Carolina was unexpected: I was a giant squid. Not just any squid—a massive, sentient being guarding Atlantis and the oceanic Akashic records. I've never guarded these particular records before. This made so much sense; I've always felt more than seen. My energy is electric. I work with electrodes, and here I was, discovering I was electricity, powering an entire civilization beneath the waves.

Atlantis had sunk, but it still exists, deep beneath the water. The Earth’s ley lines? They're mirrored below, forming underwater tunnels. "As above, so below" wasn’t just a phrase—it was literal. My energy has been the power source for this submerged civilization.

While I was down there, I asked if I could fragment and disable the weather control computers. I was told no. My job was protection and energetic power, not sabotage. Carolina helped me navigate this. She channeled effortlessly, and a week or two prior, she had seen this deep-sea creature. She thought it was the Kraken, and funny enough, I had already helped the Kraken that same night. But this wasn’t about the Kraken. It was about me. I am the squid.

My six-year-old was in the bed next to me and casually said, "You’re one of those big squid things." Confirmation from the mouths of babes.

As I opened the Akashic records of the ocean, I began to move upward, trying to orient myself. I didn’t even realize I was heading to the surface until I emerged under a city. My first thought? "There’s going to be a blackout." My second? "Oh no... there’s a city above me."

Just as Carolina and I were trying to figure out which city it was, I felt a sharp BANG in my arm. I had been dart-gunned. In this current timeline. While in squid form. By a human.

The city was Greek—that beautiful, iconic blue-and-white city on the sea. Think Mamma Mia vibes. But the dart changed everything. My arm throbbed in real-time. Carolina helped push the energy out through the top of my head. I guided her through it. We got the tranquilizer out.

At first, we thought it was aliens because underwater, I had felt like they were calibrating me—sending flashes of electric signals, like baby flashcards to teach me how to see again. Not with my human eyes, but energetically. I’m still being calibrated, even now.

Later that night, strange things continued happening. My six year old, frustrated by their sister, fell asleep in the bathtub. My two-year-old kept waking up, screaming but still asleep, crawling all over me, doing energy work. She usually leaves her body at night, but this time, she stayed to help me. I don’t know what happened to her during this.

Cade, my 11-year-old, had a total breakdown. It was her anniversary, and her plans were canceled. She spiraled into panic attacks, and even her friend was so alarmed she told her parents. I had to text them and reassure them everything was okay. I held my kid, healed her, helped her breathe again. It was intense.

I’ve always loved octopuses and squid. They’re my spirit animals. So it tracks.

That night, I started to see the other people I am across Earth. I usually just feel, but now I was starting to see. The squid’s giant, white, clouded eye opened—and I was inside it. Not just a physical squid. Its energetic form was another being that I occupy.

Atlantis isn’t just a legend. It’s part of a global grid. Twelve cities. One for each alien species. I thought there were four. There are twelve. These oceanic Akashic records hold everything that happened since Atlantis sank. It’s just as massive as the primary Akashic records that began in Lemuria.

My role? I powered this grid. And when I released the records, I released everything. Not just the trauma. The continuation of life after Atlantis, the lives we couldn’t access until now.

This morning, my body is wrecked. My stomach hurts, my arm still throbs from the dart. We got the poison out, but the energy lingers. I can’t disconnect from the squid. Normally, I can pull my energy back in. Not this time.

I googled “giant squid sightings 2020” and found a video: one spotted in U.S. waters on July 4th, 2020. Days before my experience. The boat in the video? It got struck by lightning. I’m electric. It happened in the Gulf of Mexico—right near me, in the Tampa Bay area.

It doesn’t look quite as big as I remember, but still. Synchronicities.

I didn’t get captured, but they saw me.

I’m exhausted, sore, confused, but awakened. I’m learning how to navigate being everywhere at once. I always thought I was just here to help the important ones wake up. But maybe... I’m one of them, too.

Time to drink my coffee and calibrate.