So when I wrote, “So do I really have to be SUPER-ly excited about this… all the time… every day… in every way?”, I was just expressing my current, now moment, point of “sense”… for me.
A few years ago, the “Galactic Connections”, for myself, were being actively unveiled to me. Pleiadean connections, Andromedan connections, Sirian connections. It was a wonderfully “child-like wonder” time of discovery, movement, living under the stars (often, in my car), in direct communication with the stars, many of which moved in front of my eyes… all the time… everywhere I went.
Now, the understanding of that connection is a part of my consciousness. A deep within part of me. And I don’t require anyone or anything to prove it to me, whether it be David Wilcock, Corey Goode, Michael Salla, George Noory, Tolec, Cobra, American Dad (remember Roger, the alien?), or Mulder and Scully. The understanding is there… inside of me.
So the new revelations about Secret Space Programs, Inner Earth beings, Big Ass rooms made of transparent aluminum for Big Ass beings that are flying around Saturn in their own (presumably, “Big Ass”) ring, Blue Avian bird-beings who do not kick okoles (butts) but keep us protected… well, I’m fascinated, but my world does not revolve around them.
They (and anyone and any thing else associated with the galactic/cosmic/ET/UFO disclosure movement) are NOT my guru(s).
Bottom line: this “disclosure” process (for myself) has been and is an INNER process… an INSIDE job… an INNER disclosing of what MY truth is.
The joy and fun of what brings that about, for each of us on this planet, within each of us on this planet… is what I support… and what I am about.