The River that Forks into Two Rivers – Blue Light 2.7

South Africa was the chosen place in the Southern Hemisphere. The chosen place for me to be on November 19, 2019 when the peak of the Blue Light would make its big surge, through the pyramid in Xian China and deep into the earth. I had plans and yet I knew that the ancestors were really in charge of how it all would unfold. So I waited each day and listened for guidance.

My plane landed on October 29th, and on October 31st made the drive up to the Drakensberg Mountains, the ancient mountains of the Shamanic Sans people, the original people of the earth. According to Michael Tellinger, South Africa was the area where the Star Beings, the Abalozi which is the Zulu word for star beings, first arrived on the earth.

I could feel the ancientness in a way that I had not felt before. Nature was vibrant and although South Africa is considered to be in a major drought for the past 5 years, the thunder and lightening beings were very active in bringing the much needed rain to welcome us.

Landing at my Sangoma teachers home, (my spiritual father) Cedric John Hood, greeted us with open arms and helped us unpack and get settled. We all went out to dinner and talked about the upcoming ceremony for my sister in law who was graduating as a Sangoma that coming weekend. We also enjoyed talking in person about the Blue Light Prophecy. We all so enjoyed going where ever the conversation took us.

Makhosi (means great spirit in Zulu) Cedric John Hood, had also been receiving information about the Abalozi (star beings) and had been guided to create a large statue of Shiva in honor of the Shiva consciousness. You see, Shiva is a pure consciousness that destroys illusion and what ever else is not a part of our highest good, and creates a new consciousness. This cycle of destruction and creation is ongoing keeping humanity in a constant state of movement. Shiva consciousness is a large part of the Blue Light Movement and is said to have come to earth from the stars.

That first night in the Ancient mountains, I fell into a deep sleep, and into an even deeper profound dream. I rarely remember my dreams but this one was vivid, in full color, and even fuller in emotional intensity. I knew it was a pretense to what was to come but I was not sure what it meant. When I shared the dream with Makhosi CJ, he sat for a moment and then only responded with, you must ask your own ancestors to interpret that dream for you and offer greater guidance.

The Dream: I am surrounded by houses in a forest of trees. I can feel an air of great mystery around me along with a buzz of talking activity. Someone is killing people and dumping their bodies. I can feel the hum of chatter outside of me, knowing it has nothing to do with my inner sanctuary yet something “out there” is happening that is disturbing.

A dear close friend calls me on the phone and asks to talk. I do not recognize her as someone I know in real life, yet she is familiar to me. She goes on a bit about the dead bodies and wants to fill me in on what she has learned so far. Again, nothing that came from a sense of alarm but more of a sleuthing, who’s doing it, kind of conversation.

Later, after my phone conversation, another woman, friend, knocks on my door and asks to come in. Again, a familiar air about her but not someone I recognize from my current life. She is rattled, unnerved and despondent with concern. In this part of my dream, there was a greater level of urgency as she talked about the dead bodies. She spoke in much greater detail yet it still had a gossipy type feel to it. When I could break through her chatter, I asked her how she could speak from such a place of first hand knowledge. She states that she went to the place of the dead bodies and took a video on her phone. She pulled out her phone and proceeds to show me the gruesome scene.

I am horrified when I see in the video what appears to be a body still moving. I asked the woman why she did not call 911 when she saw the person was still alive and she states that she is frightened that who ever is killing people would come after her. I immediately try to call 911 with my own phone. In my lucid dream state, I am acutely aware of trying to find the country code and city code to make this call. So on some level I knew that I was in South Africa. The 911 operator peppers me with appropriate questions that I do not know the answer to…such as, where are the bodies?

I ask the woman in my home where the bodies are and when she went to respond, this part became very loud “They are located at the place where the river forks into 2 rivers.” Again, the statement of the rivers was extra loud and vibrated through out the dream world. I relay this location back to the operator and end my call. The friend leaves my home and soon after Makhosi CJ knocks on the door. He comes in, bright eyed, loving and calm.

He is oblivious to the heightened drama of news. As we talk, I share with him all that is happening; “There is someone out there killing people and dumping their bodies at the river where it forks into two rivers!” Just then again, another knock and in comes my friend again. She looks up to see Makhosi CJ and her face lights up bright. I move to introduce her, but before I can, she asks me; How do you know my father? They move to embrace in a warm father / daughter hug and my dream fills with enormous love. I am moved by this love to the point of tears, loving tears.

I then say to Makhosi CJ, ” I did not know that you had a daughter?” He responds warmly as he gazes at his daughter, she lives abroad and I do not get to see her often. This loving moment seems to last a long time in my dream as the frequency of love fills every space.

Then my friend turns to me and says, I have more information about the bodies that you may not be aware of. I visited the land where the River is and someone is killing people and dumping them on your property that is nearby. I leave with her to see that exact location. We arrive in a deep forested area surrounded by apartment buildings near the river where it forks into 2 rivers. Each time this statement is said in my dream, there is a strong vibration type quake the comes with it. I know that spirit wants me to especially remember this part.

I step out of the car now physically present at the scene of the crime. There are yellow crime scene markers all around. I am overcome with emotion that causes a lump in my gut. Overcome with the need to vomit, I run into the woods away from the crime scene so I will not contaminate the area. As I experience this physical release, I immediately awaken from the dream.

There is a lingering awareness that someone from the outside is trying to send me a message, an ominous message, yet I can not even begin to fathom what that might be. It took me days to shake this dream off but the two things I was constantly left with was the place where the two rivers become one and the vibrational frequency of deep love.

This dream would turn out to be quite prophetic in many ways. There were no literal dead bodies but there was a constant state of energetic explosions throughout our trip that seemed to hit hard and challenge our ability to remain grounded and centered.

The photos included here are of the Hunters Camp we stayed in with a group of 45 Elephants. The place of the 2 Rivers that turned into 1. We collected river water from this spot to include in the upcoming, Blue Light Ceremony.