Pilot, Space Program

[Paul Lange]

3:33 AM

Just got out of bed to write these notes about the dream and waking vision I just had.

The first dream I can remember was just one of those weird ones that seems to tie into pop culture. I was delivering an extremely lightweight hot tub to Miley Cyrus. It was going to be installed into a recessed hole in the floor of what looked like a very empty room with light gray walls, floors and ceiling, all solid color with no detail or decorations. The only exit was a broad stairway. A few people I know used it (after being installed) then Miley wanted me to help her carry it to the stairs (while full of water). We easily lifted it out of the hole in the floor, carried it to the stairs then dumped the water down the stairs. At the base of the stairs was a party going on in a big square(ish) room with white floors and walls, and no furniture, but a bunch of people were there, some in costumes.

The second dream was pretty interesting and may have flowed seamlessly from the first. I was in some kind of training program. We were outside in a large area and there were what looked like a series of terraced boulders made from shiny black rock or glass (like obsidian rock/glass). We were supposed to climb up using these boulders that were formed with protrusions that acted like handholds, or were intended to be used that way. We had uniforms on and I found the assent was very easy while others around me found it difficult. Partway up, I could see another climbing area across the way and we were being shot at with green lasers fired from handheld guns. The lasers were relatively slow, like in the movie Star Wars, not instantaneous like a real laser. One of my friends/team members was hit and became incapacitated, like he went to sleep. When this happened we called for a replacement. Shortly afterward, I was hit and over the course of 10 seconds or so, I "died." I wasn't dead, but this training somehow put me into some kind of stasis where my vision went gray and I couldn't move my body. The last thing I did before paralysis was motion to my friend to call for help.

In the third dream I was part of a team that was working with some kind of artifact. Something secret and which had some elusive mystery about it. It was nighttime and we were on a balcony looking out across a landscape with a monument directly across from us, about a half mile away. It felt like Washington DC and one of the Greek architecture monuments or buildings. The artifact was mounted in a tripod of sorts and we were running some kind of tests. I was suggesting that the test was a waste of time, and someone else commented that it was very expensive to do this laser shot of the "Rose" that was somehow part of this monument, so we needed to get it right. We had to be in that location at a certain time to do this test. It was something that was part of the monument and somehow a laser was going to be fired between the artifact and this rose, on, or in, the monument. However, it never happened. Instead a fireworks display started going off in the area between the artifact and the monument. We must have been several stories up because the fireworks were being launched from below and were exploding at about eye level for us. I decided, on my own, to "aim" the artifact at the exploding fireworks. When the artifact "saw" the colorful explosion, it activated as "the rose" it was looking for. It was a trigger of some "memories" locked inside of it. Of course everyone got very excited and wanted to know what I did... After this happened, in the same location as the test, I was speaking to a doctor about heart flutters, a short but very intense headache, etc. He called another doctor/assistant over and both of them had really bright hair and had an unusual appearance to their face and skin. Thinking about it now, I'm pretty sure he, and his assistant were not human. Human-like, yes, but not quite like my body. Anyway, as he was asking me questions about my symptoms I could see outside the large windows behind him several spacecraft moving around. They were not distant specks of light, they were up close enough to make out details and looked very much like Hollywood ships with geometric forms (not disks) with obvious glowing engines and such. They were maneuvering with precision by hovering, rotating, sliding sideways, etc. There was no engine noise. I was pretty excited to see these and pointed them out to the doctor. He claimed he couldn't see them...

I woke up around now and was in that half asleep, meditative state so conducive to visions. I was handing in a test to renew my pilot's license in a busy office-like environment. I was handing it to a friend of mine whom I worked with at Microsoft. A really nice guy that could easily pass for a secret agent of the government based on his appearance and demeanor. I commented to him and another friend that I thought I failed the test as it had been so long since having to take a test like that. He looked at me and smiled and said I probably did fine. He placed it into a scanner with some other people's tests and went about organizing some materials while we waited. A minute or so later, he started handing me things. I had passed the test and was getting my credentials. I was to take a sticker that was some sort of pass to some facility (like a meal pass or something) at an Ivy League school, or someplace "elite." I had some papers to sign, including the test results, and most importantly, I had a special badge. It was leather wrapped (or looked that way) embossed in a colorful logo that had "HL1" on it with what looked like a yellow circle behind the letters that I interpreted as a Sun. This was my pilot's badge/license for a special space program. It was a confidential thing, but not hush-hush as we were in a busy environment where all of this was going on.

As I lay in bed thinking about all of this, HL1 was just echoing in my mind like it was really important I remember that, if nothing else. That's when I decided I better write all of this down.

An hour later, with the word count holding at 1110, I need to go back to bed...

12:15 PM

Adding a bit I’ve learned after some light mediation in the shower today. I was looking for guidance on what HL1 means. I quickly got that “L” is “Light” or something like it. Then it morphed into “Lightship” which resonated strongly. So onto, the “H.” After sounding out some words, I stumbled on “Heliotrope.” Hmm, Heliotrope Lightship. Interesting but kind of a mouthful. Then it struck me that “Helios” is a Greek name for our Sun. That resonated strongly, especially considering the yellow circle on the logo that I interpreted as our Sun. Helios Lightship One. Has a nice ring to it, and when I think it, I get a strong loving energy in my heart that fills me up and waters my eyes…

Looking up Heliotrope, I found out it is a violet/purple colored flower named that way as “it’s flowers facing towards the Sun.” That’s pretty awesome too.

I also got that the symbology of “passing the test” was about me being ready to be aboard the ship in my current form. In other words, my vibratory level is high enough to physically be there, and that will be the case “soon.”

I wrote a blog entry called “My Lady Lightship” which can be found below, which is this same ship I will now refer to as Helios Lightship One, or HL-1 for short. I think I will ask a friend of mine to reproduce the logo treatment I saw in my vision. That would be fun!

[Myriel RAouine]

Hi Paul, what a gift to vividly remeber three dreams in a row AND be able to write them down! I am definitely looking forward to that logo, hahaha :-)

Love Light BLESSINGS,

Sonja Myriel