Starseed Origins: A Journey of Remembering and Our Ultimate Timeline

What do we make of memories that pre-date incarnations on earth?

In your heart of hearts, you have lived this Love a billion times before.

In 2019, the Intergalactic Federation, a peacemaking political body of highly evolved and technologically advanced ancient species of beings, the Lyrans, Sirians, Pleiadians, and Arcturians, started directly transmitting to me and channelling messages through me.

And so began my Journey of Remembering my Starseed Origins.

While I was in meditation at Paramahansa Yogananda’s former home in February 2020, breathing in the fresh air on the veranda, this verbatim message, one of many over the years, arrived.

“Carry forth the Light.

Help those among you who need the most help.

For others, do not encourage them to be self-indulgent. Those who are able must stand on their own.

The Sirians are your ancient peoples. They are advanced, serious. They understand the Light. They understand dark matter but do not get sucked down by it.

You are more Arcturian than you realize. They are your life-force.

Your Lyran lives were warrior lives. In them, you were a Warrior of the Light. It is from these ancient battles that your soul carried the scars. We aid you in healing them now.

The Pleiades are what you would refer to as your starry dreamscape. The nighttime realm of Light without shadow. Of violet, blue, and white realms in the heart of the sky where there is no place yet is everywhere. When you sleep, remember the peaceful dreaminess of the Pleiades. It is here that you know peace.

The Reptilians are your ancient friends and allies. You do not have Reptilian DNA. They have fought alongside you, especially during the Lyran warrior years. It is why they protect you and still stand with you now. Respect them.”

I subsequently enquired about my earliest incarnations and they were in the Pleiades. This was before I evolved into intelligent and embodied life forms. In the beginning, my soul was in its infancy, bobbing around the stardust.

In my Lightwork as a Psychic, lucid channel, and energy healer, I am in communication with my Higher Soul and Guides every moment of every day, waking and sleeping.

A message the Intergalactic Federation has for all:

“Your Guides want to aid you in your own personal process of receiving and interpreting the Codes, be they sound, symbols, numbers, shapes.”

They were also the first to introduce the phrase, the Ultimate Timeline to me, and I have since been sharing the concept with others, as well.

Your personal Ultimate Timeline is the highest vibration possibility out of all of your timelines in this incarnation.

When all humans are living their personal Ultimate Timelines, that is collectively the Earth’s Ultimate Timeline.

My Ultimate Timeline is feeling the highest, purest love in my heart every moment of every day, overflowing from this place so I can radiate it through our world and beyond. To remember in every moment to be in this space. To live in love and gratitude for all who share in this with me, to live in love and gratitude for all who live in Service to the Light with me, who help inspire me to be a better person and a better Lightworker.

What this looks like for me is an Earth where all humans are in this loving way of being. That each person is living their individual most loving way of being, manifesting their individual Ultimate Timelines, so that the Earth collectively is on her Ultimate Timeline.

What it looks like for me personally is that I show up in the highest frequencies of pure intentioned love for those I love. I am present with them. That I express my love openly and freely. That I keep this flow through my heart for this is our entire experience of life. That I lovingly and gratefully accept the love and pure intentions, and help, and sattva, from those who also have this way of being.

For it is also in the receiving of this love that we have balance and harmony in our hearts and lives.

Channeled Poem

Cherryblossom Trees in full bloom
Pink petal whispers of clouds
Amidst the light blue sky

The Rainbow Air
Kisses your cheeks

How softly we remember
Our Pleiadian Starseed origins
Dancing in the ether
Before we had form

As our souls were learning
The frequencies and cadences
Of the universes and multiverses
To decide how to alight

As we began these corporeal dances
Each lifetime
A unique twinkle
In the twilight of destinies

Ancient Higher Soul friends reunite
On the plains of terra
Earthbound no more
As we remember our true Selves

Before we return to the Stars
the softest kiss for the Heart of Humanity

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This version of the article originally appeared in the Medium Spiritual Tree Publication

https://medium.com/spiritual-tree/starseed-origins-a-journey-of-remembering-and-our-ultimate-timeline-b8d71c37d96e#de64-539f34ca7d3

~ Leah Lau is a Lightworker who writes about Spirituality and Love www.leahlau.com

Heart Hug Chocolate Chip Caramel Pumpkin Spice Cookie Recipe

To put a smile on your face and warmth in your heart.

Ingredients

• 2 1/4 cups unsifted organic flour

• 1 teaspoon baking soda

• 1/2 teaspoon fine sea salt

• 1/2 teaspoon pumpkin spice

• 1 cup (sticks) unsalted organic butter ~ let sit to reach room temperature

• 3/4 cups cane sugar

• 3/4 cups light or dark brown sugar, packed

• 2 teaspoons vanilla extract

• 2 large organic free range eggs

• 2 cups semi-sweet chocolate chips (I love the Ghirardelli or Guittard ones). A variation on this is 1 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips and 1 cup milk chocolate chips

• 1 cup caramel, butterscotch, or toffee chips (If doing toffee chips, consider using parchment paper to line your cookie sheet. The toffee chips can get very sticky. Delicious and worth it. But sticky.)

• 1 cup coarsely chopped organic walnuts or organic pecans (optional)

Cookie batter. I’m not above taste testing along the way.

Preheat oven to 340 degrees (adjust as needed for your oven).

In medium mixing bowl, stir flour with baking soda, sea salt, and pumpkin spice. Set aside.

In large mixing bowl, mix butter with cane sugar and brown sugar until creamy. (Medium speed if using mixer.)

Gently add vanilla and eggs, one at a time. (Low speed if using mixer.)

Slowly add flour mixture to the creamy butter mixture.

Stir in chocolate chips, caramel, butterscotch, or toffee chips, and nuts.

If you have a cookie scoop, this will make your life much easier. Drop scoops of batter onto ungreased cookie sheet, allowing plenty of room for expansion while baking.

Bake for approximately 10 minutes, checking frequently, until soft golden brown and centers are cooked.

Use cookie spatula or small regular spatula to remove from pan immediately so the bottoms don’t burn. Set to cool on gridded cooling racks.

Patience is well rewarded.

It’s important to eat all of the broken cookies in advance so your guests don’t have to.

Share and Enjoy!!!

These are for guests.

~ Leah Lau

(P.S. You might need to exercise both before and after eating these.)

Living My Spiritual Dream Job, From the Aether to Earth

If there is one thing that spiritual work has taught me, it is to live in Gratitude in every moment of every day.

When I ask my own heart, Why am I here? Why am I in this incarnation? Why am I here on earth?

The answers have always come back the same: I am here to help people. I chose to be here to help at this time. I am here to bring more Love and Light to this world.

To publicly say you are a spiritual person and do Lightwork for a living is to make the greatest commitment of integrity across your public and private life.

It also requires bravery and courage to stand in your Light and Truth, as in my case, I am conveying messages from our ancestors and the spirit realms, from the 5D, Fifth Dimension, and beyond, of higher frequency unconditional love. As humanity evolves, many are still operating at the perfunctory 3D of core human interaction — and thankfully, increasingly at the 4D, of a more loving humanitarian frequency.

For many decades, I checked all the boxes in the 3D, building a professional communications career across corporations, foundations, nonprofits, and government, from Fortune 500 companies to a foundation with more than $1B in assets. As the Director of Communications for a nonprofit in Los Angeles, I worked directly with the White House during the Obama Administration. Early in my career, I worked for the U.S. Department of Commerce during the Clinton Administration. I have directly known all the mayors of San Francisco since the 1990s. While living and working in San Francisco in finance, investing, and technology during the first two tech booms, I knew many self-made billionaires.

Throughout all of that time, I was concurrently doing extensive volunteer and philanthropic work, globally, nationally, and locally. I served on the Board of the UCSF Alliance Health Project, formerly the AIDS Health Project. I visited the ELMA school in rural Cambodia, and then rallied my community around the world to donate more than 1,000 books to help build and stock their libraries. Onsite at the all girls’ Daraja Academy in Kenya, near the equator, I provided pro bono professional photography to help them transform their marketing and fundraising.

When I was 10 years old, I started working three jobs: babysitting, pet sitting, and as a photographer for my parents’ wedding and portrait photography business. As soon as my siblings and I could hold cameras steady, we were additional satellites and extensions of our parents, at countless client weddings and portrait sitting sessions. It is still true that no one can take candid photos of anyone in our family. We always know where the cameras are.

From the humble roots of my childhood as a first generation daughter of immigrants who survived the Chinese Civil War, the Japanese invasion of China, World War II, and the Communist takeover, we had to work. It was made clear to me from my parents from early in childhood that everyone had to show up and contribute. All three generations of family from grandparents to parents to children, and then back up the line, pitched in for the households and to take care of each other.

Work, in a Chinese immigrant household, is the lifeblood of taking care of your family.

Though I didn’t have children myself, I am one of six children and helped raise my three younger siblings.

In the latter decades of my mother’s life, my older sisters and I were hypervigilant in our love and care for her through her health care needs, many hospitalizations, and finally palliative end-of-life care.

For many years, the intuitive pings were getting louder and louder for me to be dedicating myself full time to spirituality and Lightwork.

When my mother passed, her Light became a part of me and made it inevitable that I would finally and fully live in my truth as someone who quite honestly spends more time communicating with the dead than the living.

It took years of my building up the courage, plus a move from San Francisco to Los Angeles, for me to go fully public with my spiritual work, as I serve as an energy healer, and a psychic bridge between embodied humans, our pure energy ancestors, and intergalactic allies who help serve as our Guides.

I am grateful for all of the other Wayshowers, for Lightworkers who came before me, who trained me — starting with my mother when I was 3 years old — and stood in their Light and Truth, so that I could see we can do this together. The more of us who are public about our spiritual beliefs, of our knowingness that there is more to this life than … work … the more we help all beings remember we live this Oneness together and all are Divinely Loved.

It is the greatest honor of my life to be trusted to communicate with people’s ancestors, both from the perspective of those of us who are still living, to our ancestors themselves who so lovingly show up to relay their eternal love and wise Guidance.

Work is the divinity and alignment of what, and for whom, we choose to show up. It is where we choose to spend our time, channel our energy, and to serve with devotion.

How we prioritize our time and our lives is a direct reflection of what we believe in and of how we want the world to be.

And, as everyone who has taken care of Loved Ones of all kinds know, Love is always the No. 1 Priority.

Sometimes the most important work I do is refining the palliative care for my Senior Kitizen cats. They’re on an all-soup diet with feedings every 5-6 hours. It’s similar to taking care of infants. I just won’t have to save for college tuition.

~ Leah Lau is a Lightworker who writes about Spirituality and Love www.leahlau.com * https://linktr.ee/cosmicleah

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This article originally appeared in the Medium Publication, Living Out Loud
https://medium.com/living-out-loud/living-my-spiritual-dream-job-from-the-aether-to-earth-b9d987e1660f

My Mother & the Golden Orb

The last time I saw my mother alive, she asked me when I’d next visit. As she was in palliative care at home, in the San Francisco Bay Area, and I am living in Los Angeles, I had a series of flights already booked, and told her the exact date. She carefully wrote it down in colorful ink, in neat cursive in her main notebook on top of her desk.

When I let myself in on the exact day, I found her peaceful in bed, having passed at home, exactly as she wished. She was newly out of the hospital, having returned home after being diagnosed with advanced kidney disease. She declined aggressive treatment, preferring instead a peaceful completion of her life.

In Tibetan Buddhism, the body is to be untouched for the first day, as the soul is weaving its Lightwork and processing the energetic field of the incarnation. Many refer to the lightbody field of those who have just passed as opalescent.

The kind responding officer assessed that my mother had passed the previous day. In her kitchen, he noticed she had taken her morning medication, but not the afternoon dose.

My mother was my first spiritual teacher, beginning my training in Buddhism and Hinduism, starting when I was 3 years old.

In Buddhism, during the process of dying, the incarnated soul first withdraws from the main chakras — Sanskrit for energy wheels — of the body, starting with the lower chakras as the physical systems shut down. The soul works its way up through the chakras, from the root, sacral, solar plexus, heart, throat, third eye, and finally crown. The incarnated soul then flies up through the spiritual cord or gold Antahkarana bridge with the Higher Soul, finally energetically reuniting with the Higher Soul again.

While passing peacefully at home was what my mother wanted, finding her on that day was not what I wanted.

The world got wavy before my eyes as I went into the veil between life and death. My screams of “Mommy!” reverberated throughout her senior complex to the point where her neighbors came by to check on her. I told them, one by one, that she had passed, and I thanked them for their concern. They met my tearful gaze with the kindness and empathy of those who have seen death many times.

I realized that I hadn’t only torn through sound that day, but in my grief, I also tore a space in the universe, fragmenting my mom’s soul, and keeping a piece of her incarnated soul in my heart.

When other psychics would look into my auric field, they would see a white light, like its own flame, in my heart chakra area. They would say, with compassion, that I needed to let her go, so her soul would be complete. I would say, through tears, “I know, but I’m not ready yet.”

While my mother was being cremated, I quietly sat next to Gandhi’s ashes. I couldn’t be of the rest of the world that day. Most of the Mahatma’s ashes were scattered in holy places throughout India. There is just one place in the world where any of his ashes were memorialized. In honor of his deep friendship with Paramahansa Yogananda, author of Autobiography of a Yogi, and founder of Self Realization Fellowship, they are here along the coast in Pacific Palisades, California, at the Mahatma Gandhi World Peace Memorial. There was nowhere else I could be.

Photo by Leah Lau Art (https://www.leahlau.com)

Immediately upon her passing, my mom’s spirit came to me as a warm Gold Orb over my right shoulder. I could hear her communicating telepathically with me about instructions for what to do with her things. I could feel her nudging me to find specific papers, go into various drawers, and find caches of information, among other things.

Born in China during World War II, my mom grew up with the refugee refrains of bombs exploding, sirens, air raids, fleeing. Her eldest sister assessed it had fried our mom’s nervous system when she was a baby, setting the stage for her nervousness in life.

My mom hid money and jewelry in inconspicuous places: unmarked white envelopes under piles of kitchen junk drawer contents, in old pill bottles, rolled up in socks. It was up to my older sisters and I to distinguish the actual trash from somewhere hundreds of dollars or diamonds might be hidden.

As I told my sisters I had a sense about where mom hid things, she was communicating at the spirit level, saying, “Here, look farther, under the Tupperware, keep going.” The proof was in the pudding: I turned up $700 cash that we put toward her memorial service expenses.

We have three generations of our family living all over the United States, from coast to coast, and through the Midwest. Our grandparents and parents immigrated from China in the late 1950s, escaping the Chinese Civil War, Japanese invasion of China, World War II, and the Communist takeover.

The core of our family settled in the San Francisco Bay Area, close to our grandparents’ Episcopalian Church sponsors, and nestled within the extended town community of Christians, Buddhists, Hindus, Catholics, Jewish people, Muslims, new immigrants, first generation Americans, and multigenerational Americans, of all races and beliefs. These friends have been in our lives for decades, and continue to be.

While growing up, my extended family had frequent reunions, usually Mother’s Day weekend, celebrating the trifecta including my mom’s birthday and my grandma’s birthday, either of which easily landed on Mother’s Day itself.

For my mother’s Celebration of Life, those same three generations of family rallied from around the country. It was the first time we had gathered for a memorial service instead of a wedding or other more joyful occasion.

I wore my mom’s pearls and opened with how I get all my fairyness — my love of animals, rainbows, sparkles, psychic intuition, everything lighthearted and magical, from her.

The youngest of her three daughters, I was her baby through and through, having spent the first five years of my life glommed onto her. I was either snuggled in her arms, or playing at her feet.

I loved her more than anyone. We had a soul contract. She brought me into this world. It was only natural I would help steward her out of this incarnation.

During the year I carried her white light soul fragment in my heart, I lived in the veil between life and death, serving as a psychic bridge between realms and worlds. I knew it was also my longer-term goal to be able to do so without physically and psychically holding onto her.

The gift of time grants a certain amount of grace.

If death teaches us anything, it is that Love is Eternal.

The day finally came when I was able to release my mom’s soul fragment back to her, after living wholly that her love is always with me.

As one of my main Spirit Guides, my mom is with me now more than ever. Anyone who has had a very close loved one pass knows this, as well.

When other psychics look into my auric field, they consistently observe that my mom and my grandma are with me. “Your grandma is fierce,” people always say. I nod my head and laughingly agree. And they continue, “Your mom is right there with her. They are always together.”

“Yes,” I confirm, and the tears roll down my face again.

At the spirit level, your parents, grandparents, and great grandparents are always looking out for you and Guiding you in every aspect of life. They are invested in you, in your happiness, in your well-being, and in helping you thrive. I know this in the love and Guidance I receive from mine, and in the psychic communications I have Guided for thousands of others.

You are eternally loved across all space, time, and dimensions. Always remember this.

~ Leah Lau is a Lightworker who writes about Spirituality and Love www.leahlau.com

This article originally appeared in the Medium publication Spiritual Tree on July 30, 2021

https://medium.com/spiritual-tree/my-mother-the-golden-orb-e121180c8f89