Lemuria Rising 🧜🏽‍♀️ 🌊

The fabled Garden of Eden, Lemuria lies deep in our unconscious, our souls carrying the trauma of its loss. Gaia is helping us reclaim its memory by healing that trauma and the magic surrounding it.

A note to Soul Joy readers: this post was a difficult one to write and, like The Matrix of Separation is Dissolving, was many years in the making.

A short disclaimer: in two portions of this narrative, I talk about sexual violence. The description isn’t graphic but it still may be triggering for those with sensitivities. I have indicated the start and end of each of these sections with a ⭐️ so you can skip over them if you wish.

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Remembering Lemuria

Five years ago, I was living on an island in a tiny house next to the ocean, having responded to a strong, magnetic pull to move there from the city. At the time, I said it was to find a kinder, gentler place to raise my son, but that was my rational mind talking. It took me many years to understand that I came to heal my soul.

At the time, I was in my third year of a five-year on/off relationship that seemed to spark all kinds of metaphysical happenings in both of our lives, too countless to name here. Suffice to say that when we were around each other, magic happened — sometimes good, but often less so. Neither of us understood why, but I dedicated every waking moment of those five years to figure it out. It was of course only after it was over that the puzzle pieces finally fell into place.

It was the combination of this relationship and my proximity to the ocean that led to Lemuria arising in my consciousness.

My favorite pastime on the island was to spend hours on my little section of the beach. At first I was just observing the ocean, fascinated by its tidal patterns throughout the seasons, exalting in its stormy days and communing with its peaceful ones. I was fascinated by the bird activity, by the otters who lived next door (quite literally – they’d taken over the abandoned cabin the next lot over), by the eagle family in the trees above my cottage who were so vocal at dawn and dusk.

It took a while for the cynicism of years of city living to shed from me, but when it did, I began to fall wildly in love with the ocean.

The magic-ridden on/off relationship was with a man from the city whom I saw less frequently now that I was on the island (this was by unconscious design, much as I protested otherwise). Three years prior, our meeting had ignited in me a cataclysmic triggering of all kinds of past-life memories, magical abilities and metaphysical experiences. It also provoked a longing I could not understand, one that made me feel incomplete when he was away, whole only in his presence. He did not share these feelings but nonetheless felt an inexplicable draw to me; as such, for five years we were fraught with each other, entangled in wounded longing and our brand of broken magic. It was a karmic connection we did not fully understand.

He was a dancer, and while I was not, I still danced with abandon every day in the ebbing tides, seeking intimacy with him and the sea. As he and I rarely saw each other during this interval, I poured my longing for him into the wind and sky, directing my overflowing adoration to the tidal pools and light sparking on the waves. Over time, this longing turned into a sensual reverence, a call-and-response with the natural world when I was on this beach. The connection was both personal and intimate; the ocean as beloved as he. I perceived our connection strengthening as my relationship with the sea deepened. I was wildly, sensually alive with the ocean in the way that I felt wildly alive with him.

Except that I didn’t feel wildly alive with him – I only felt that wild aliveness when thinking of him. When I was actually with him, I often felt constrained and self-conscious – as well as terribly insecure - because his affections and moods were so tenuous. But the story of us as inseparable soulmates so permeated my consciousness that despite all evidence to the contrary, it kept me coming back, time and time again.

It was at some point in this deepening with the ocean that I began to have somatic trauma memories, though of what I could not say. Every night for weeks at a time, I would awaken in the early morning in a cold sweat from nightmares I couldn’t remember, feeling as though all life had drained from me. It would take me hours to recover, and sometimes I’d get daytime aftershocks, preventing me from working, socializing or behaving at all like a normal human.

I was quite certain I was losing my mind.

Then one morning while lying in bed, alone and recovering from one of these nighttime traumas, the dancer’s presence came to me. This was not unusual, as I’d had many experiences of feeling him near me (his scent, very distinctive, would often appear when I was missing him, and I would feel his energetic presence next to me in bed, comforting me); but this time, it was heightened and intensified.

⭐️ Having sexual fantasies about him was taboo (we were only lovers for a short time, as sex felt mysteriously traumatic and triggering for both of us; our physicality consisted of hand-holding and light touch), but the way he appeared in my consciousness that morning was demandingly sexual. His face and body loomed in my vision and seemed to radiate power. In response, I found myself becoming very passive, as though I’d been drugged, overcome by the waves of energy emanating from him in bright golden light. His face was his, but the energy behind it was totally different, and it hovered over mine as I felt him enter me.

While my body accepted him, a deep confusion coursed through me: here was someone I thought I knew and trusted, acting in a way that made me feel unsafe, overwhelmed and – there was no other way to put it -- spellbound.

It was over in seconds, but the impression shook me to the core. Even now, I can still see his face, alit with golden radiance, looming over me as he claimed my enchanted passive body for his own.⭐️

While I’d told him about every other time he’d shown up in my psychic space, I never told him about this encounter. In fact, I have never spoken of it to anyone until now.

It was this experience that made me suspect that part of me – a previously hidden, unconscious part of me – was living a secret, parallel life. Based on the trauma I was feeling more and more frequently, it also seemed that she was in some kind of trouble. I knew I had to help her, but how?

The answer came from an unexpected source.

The island I lived on was rumored to host a few energy vortices – that is, earth meridians that correspond to the chakras of Gaia - and I’d asked about their location on a local Facebook group. My question created an instant uproar, with locals chastising me as a newcomer who wanted to exploit island secrets. I was utterly taken aback, having not realized that my question might offend, and replied (rather defensively) that I meant no harm.

Immediately after I replied, I received a direct message from a community member whose name I didn’t recognize.

“Don’t let them dim your light,” she said. “They don’t understand what you’re really asking for, but I do. Take the post down and come over for tea tomorrow. I’ll show you what you’re looking for.”

The next day, I found myself in the living room of a beautiful house overlooking the main cove in the center of town. The house was rented by a woman who introduced herself to me as a “grid-tender” and “light-worker”, two terms I’d never heard before, but that I somehow instinctively knew.

“You tend the vortices here, don’t you?” I exclaimed excitedly. I didn’t even really know what that meant — it just came through me.

“Indeed,” she said. “I help keep them aligned with the earth meridians.” She then told me how the island had called her there, gifting her with this house that overlooked the main vortex.

Feeling that this was someone who might have some answers, I told her everything that had been happening to me lately: that same pull to this island, my growing relationship with the ocean, my fraught relationship with the dancer, the trauma memories that I was experiencing.

She poured me tea as I talked, nodding sympathetically.

“You’re remembering Lemuria,” she said. “I went through that when I first started awakening. It still comes and goes, depending on what energies are arising for clearing.”

I had never heard of Lemuria, but again, somehow I just knew. A lightbulb went on that lit up the secret chambers of my soul, and in them was Lemuria.

“But why now?” I asked. “What triggered all this?”

“Ascension,” she smiled. “There are powerful celestial energies that are raising all of us to a new level of being, a kind of heaven on earth, you might say. Your soul decided this was the right time for you to wake up to it.”

In that moment, my path changed.

Everything I’d been experiencing suddenly made sense; the somatic trauma had a purpose. My soul wanted me to heal some very deep wounds, and I was going to help her.

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That’s how I met Andromeda, which incidentally is not her real name — she has been many names in her many lifetimes — but the Andromeda galaxy is where she comes from, so that’s what I call her. She is one of the original Starseeds who incarnated on Gaia way back in the day. After my encounter with the grid-tender, Andromeda began to reveal more of herself to me. With the help of my guides, I came to understand that she is the Divine Feminine aspect of my soul.

While Andromeda very rarely speaks (she can speak, but she sees words as an inferior form of communication), she is very communicative with energy, which I feel through my body. As an aspect of the Divine Feminine, she is the reason I fell in love with the ocean, as well as why I now can talk with the natural world. She is has trained me to listen deeply with my body, to receive and send messages with it, using it to attune to the unseen.

As I write this, I have a strong impression of her in what feels like ecstatic bliss, swimming under the water at rapid speed. I can see subaquatic flora and fauna dancing in an undulating sea of vibrant aquamarine, with radiantly streaming sunbeams creating sparkles on the ocean floor.  I can feel how happy she is, how connected she feels to everything around her – it is her world, and she feels safe and free within it.

“This is Lemuria,” she projects into my mind.

While she is a mermaid in this projection, she’s not always a mermaid. I’ve also experienced her as an air elemental, a kind of invisible dragon-creature that plays amongst the trees and the mountains and is the lover of both. Her form of loving is pure energy, which I experience as full-bodied, joyous ecstasy. It is a beautifully sensitive, exquisitely sensual way to experience the world. And for her, there is no separation between herself and the world around her. It is all energy, as she is energy, and like her, all of it can change form at will.

According to Andromeda, Lemuria was a paradise of sensory bliss and interconnected being-ness.  There was no strife, no discord of any kind, just harmonious co-existence in a glorious world of our own creation. It was the newly created world, filled with newly created beings who were visitors from all over the universe, experiencing the world of the senses for the first time. There was no separation of male and female – all beings were androgenous, existing as both genders within one body, thus embodying Wholeness.

As Andromeda has an exclusively sensory perception of Lemuria, I’ve asked my guides for more detail. According to them, this utopian world of lushly fertile land and abundant sea was created as an interdimensional space intended for Starseeds from many races and dimensions to co-exist and experience the sensory pleasure of Gaia. It existed only partially in the third dimension, with other layers in the fourth and fifth dimensions (and beyond), so that beings who could not tolerate the density of the Third were still able to experience it through the Fourth and Fifth. It also allowed those who were able to incarnate fully on the Third to exercise their multidimensional abilities, moving in and out of the upper dimensional spaces much like we might use an elevator (except that this elevator could also co-exist in many dimensions simultaneously).

This original conception of the earth-plane went on for a long time (thousands of years, say my guides). It was a great civilization, with creativity, innovation and artistry that we now would not believe possible. It was governed by the Divine Feminine principle, which was sensual, intimately connected to the natural world, and one with divine consciousness. While all beings operated in individual bodies, their bodies were multidimensional and Source-connected, so all individuals perceived themselves as part of the Whole.

Remembering The Fall

After thousands of years, Lemurian civilization peaked and began a gradual decline. Between what my guides and Andromeda have shown me, it seems that we began to take our Source connection for granted, creating with less originality and becoming overly concerned with sensuality to the point of self-indulgence.  

Ah yes…my guides are telling me to go gently here. This is the part of the story that Andromeda has been reliving on the astral for a very long time. It is also precisely the part I need to tell, for it will heal her in the telling. And it might help others heal, too.

We all know about the Fall – that is, the story of the Garden of Eden and the snake that made Eve take a bite of an apple that filled her with knowledge, thus bringing shame and causing her and Adam to be cast out of paradise. As a parable, that myth actually does a fair job of conveying what was lost, but it has been distorted over time. The following is Andromeda’s take on the actual fall of Lemuria, with some details filled in by my guides:

As Lemuria was descending, its inhabitants taking Source-Abundance for granted, another celestial race (the Reptilians) saw an opportunity. Because this race believed itself separate from Source, their survival depended on an external energy source, and they saw naïve, self-indulgent Lemurians as the perfect target. The Lemurians were protected by their connection to Source-Abundance, but as some of them were starting to question the necessity of Source, Reptilians realized this was their way in.

The Reptilians were shapeshifters and could appear as anyone or anything they wished (Andromeda tells me it was not a snake — that was added in the retelling as a reference to the Reptilians). They appeared as angels, claiming they were Lemuria’s protectors, showing off their race’s intellect, technology and magic. The Lemurians disenchanted with Source Abundance were fascinated. Beguiled by Reptilian promises that they too could have access to Reptilian knowledge (the proverbial apple), they agreed to be “upgraded”.

Andromeda was one of those Lemurians. She is showing me that, in choosing she was to be upgraded, she was subjected to a magical ritual (some kind of advanced technology) that split the androgenous humans into male and female (the proverbial “creating Eve from the rib of Adam” story), thus creating the first illusion of separation.

Andromeda’s memories about this are very hazy, as much of her trauma is hidden under memories implanted by the Reptilians. What is clear is that she was under a kind of spell that made her “fall in love” with her new male counterpart. Because she was now separate from what was previously an inherent part of herself, her feeling of love was infused with longing and confusion. This was by design as, in keeping humans in a state of confused longing, not only were they more easily manipulated, they were also easier to harvest energy from.

⭐️ While her memories are hazy, one thing stands out very clearly for her, which she experientially shared with me the morning I felt energetically raped by the dancer. My guides have since conveyed that felt experience was a somatic memory from Andromeda in the aftermath of her separation. For when the Reptilians saw the women they had created, they were overcome with lust, and — having no physical form of their own — they possessed the human men so as to rape the human women.⭐️

This was the turning point for Andromeda, the moment when she realized that there was no going back. There was no longer safety in the world she’d just unwittingly helped create. Her trust – in the world, in her partner, in her self -- was totally shattered.

That was the Fall. And that was the original sin: the Reptilian rape of the human women they’d “created”.

From that point on, women shouldered not only their own guilt and shame for this act, but also the guilt and shame for an entire race of beings who were too estranged from their emotions to feel them themselves.

From that point on, Lemuria ceased to exist for her and the others who had separated from Wholeness. This was the expulsion from the “Garden of Eden”.

Both the longing for this paradise lost and the trauma that ended it has been passed down from generation to generation, suppressed and obscured, waiting for the time when we were ready to remember, accept and heal.

My light brethren are telling me that time is now. Which is why I am sharing Andromeda’s story.

Feeling all the Feels

Writing the above has taken me over a month, and in that time, I’ve been all over the place! Big feelings of happy joy at the memory of the unified state of consciousness in Lemuria, intense grief at its loss as well as guilt and shame, fury at my divine male counterpart, fury at the Reptilians, fury at myself…all of which are Andromeda’s feelings.

I’ve also felt a lot of dissociation, going emotionally numb as I write about the origins of human trauma. I’ve had to stop and breathe a lot, shaking my body to release the trauma, tapping my energy meridians to calm all parts of myself down.

Cold-plunging in the ocean has also been helping a lot.

This feeling of dissociation used to happen far more often. Until my awakening began, I lived in an almost constant state of it. It has taken many years to be here, in my body. Lots of meridian tapping, lots of breathwork, lots of grounding (thank you Gaia!).

As an empath, I used to joke that I felt everyone else’s emotions before my own; now I realize that was by unconscious design. It was much easier to feel others’ feelings than it was to feel the emotions related to Lemuria and our fall from grace.

Another thing I’ve been discovering with my guides’ assistance: dissociation means Andromeda is traveling on the astral. When Lemuria wounding is triggered, she leaves my body so as to not feel these overwhelming emotions, hanging out with other Lemurian souls in an astral Lemuria created by Reptilian magic.

Now why would Reptilians want an astral Lemuria? Because it keeps the feminine soul aspect out of body and on the astral¹, allowing Reptilians to control her/us with unworthiness programs, thus harvesting our energy more easily.²

What does this mean for Andromeda and her soul brethren? When they are on the astral:

• They willingly give away our life force in order to have the illusion of Lemuria.

• Due to feeling unworthy, they hide from light energies that bring healing and Source Abundance.

• They are entangled with Matrix magic — as well as each others’ energy —unintentionally co-creating fear-based manifestations that reinforce the Matrix of Separation.

Why I am writing about Lemuria right now

In recent months, celestial energies have been supporting us in remembering Lemuria. With each influx of healing light energies — there have been many, with increasing intensity — more layers of Matrix magic are dissolved, allowing more suppressed memories to surface from the depths of the collective unconscious. As I write this, Gaia is undergoing another massive upgrade of the lower astral, clearing Lemurian trauma and removing the karmic bonds that tied us to the Reptilians pain-body. Together with our celestial brethren, she is also removing distortions and programming that have made us believe we are unworthy of Source because we once squandered it all.

Gaia and her celestial brethren want you to know that not only are we worthy of Source, we are Source itself.

We never left Eden — we just believed the illusion that we had.

This is the piece that’s so important to understand: our Lemurian selves wanted to experience separation. We wanted to discover new ways of being. Source consciousness is endlessly curious and innovative, so we — as Source — wanted to know what it would feel like to forget Source. In choosing the knowledge of a race who had perfected the art of separation, we chose to move into rational thought and out of heart-consciousness, because we wanted to experience a new way of viewing the world.

Understanding this point is an essential part in reclaiming Lemuria, because it makes our souls remember that we are not victims. We had the freedom of choice then, and we still do now. Just as we once chose to believe we were separate, we can now choose to remember our Wholeness in Source.

Returning to Source was always part of the plan. This is why celestial energies are removing the Matrix and clearing Gaia’s field now. We are all returning to Wholeness, all remembering our true nature as unified consciousness within Source. And what my guides most want me to impart about that is that it doesn’t all have to be heavy and dramatic.

The process of transformation from separation to Source does not have to be traumatic — it can be beautiful.

Andromeda and her soul peeps have gotten so used to how things are, transformative change seems scary to them. Even with the promise of returning to the joyful abundance of Source, our Lemurian soul group is resisting celestial healing. We have been hiding out on the astral, indulging in faux-Lemuria, crying about our loss. Even though our souls have been deeply unhappy, aware they are being used by the Reptilians, they have still been unwilling to leave the familiarity of astral Lemuria.

That’s where we — conscious you, conscious me — are being asked to lead. We have the ability to bring our wounded soul aspects home. We incarnated at this time to be the light-bearers and way-showers for the parts of us stuck in the shadow of the Matrix.

Here’s how to bring our souls home:

Basic Tools:

1. Breathe. Just breathe.
   Prana — the life-giving energy of Source — is what is nourishing us when we take deep, conscious breaths. When we inhale deeply, that prana (in the form of air) fills our lungs, which in turn flood our bloodstream with oxygen. When we exhale deeply, we release toxins (CO2) that cloud our thinking and take us out of center. So each breath has the power to revitalize and cleanse us when done consciously. Learn more about the transformative power of breath from this Ted Talk by Max Strom.

2. Feel your emotions.
   Your soul needs to feel safe enough to be in your body when soul trauma is arising for clearing. You can help her by breathing into big emotions as they arise, breathing out loving acceptance of those emotions. Learn more about this feeling-breathing practice, taught here by Pema Chodren.

3. Practice gratitude, even in difficult times.
   Gratitude is the key to moving from separation mindset to Source Consciousness. When we long for something we don’t have, we are buying into Matrix programming of not being enough, not having enough. When we express gratitude for the present moment and everything within it, we shift into heart consciousness, which is Source consciousness. Source creates everything from a place of gratitude, so when we feel gratitude, we step into our true power as Source Creators. Learn a simple gratitude practice from Mooji.

Advanced Tools:

1. Let go of control, open to the unknown, time for beginner’s mind.
   The ego-mind — that is, our Matrix mind — does not want to let go of control, of being right, of certainty. Opening to Source Consciousness means surrendering all of it: attachment to outcomes, knowing how things are going to be, knowing the answers or the future. It means gratefully and graciously accepting everything in the present moment as it is, without trying to fix or change it. It also means starting every moment with a blank slate and, in doing so, opening to infinite possibility. Adopting beginner’s mind is a way to approach our path back to Source, seeing everything through new eyes, innocent and open. More on this from Pema Chodren.

2. Drop all judgement and stay in Divine Neutrality.

   This is the most challenging tool to master as our minds have been trained to judge everything in dualistic terms: good / bad, black / white, light / dark. Our judgements are so engrained, we are often making them without even realizing it. Something as simple as choosing the clothes you wear (‘I’ll wear these pants because they make me look thinner’), what food you eat (‘A good breakfast helps me focus at work’), how you spend your day (‘I feel better about myself when I get a lot done’) — these are choices based on ingrained judgments. We make even more judgments when reading the news or talking to a friend: taking sides, building alliances, choosing to feel good or not good, all depending on how we have judged the situation or person. Source Consciousness is asking us to drop all that, which is only possible when we enter heart consciousness. Heart consciousness opens us energetically to a higher perspective of compassionate awareness where there is no right or wrong, there is only Wholeness. Shifting into this higher perspective brings true liberation, for suddenly we are free of the cycle of suffering. Learn about Divine Neutrality from Sandra Walter.

Thank you for reading this, and for being here, having incarnated at this dynamic and transformative time. Thank you for remembering Lemuria, for in remembering, you are helping to bring your feminine soul home.

With gratitude and big Love,
Carrie

1. The astral plane (the 4th dimension) is a bridge between our reality (3rd) and the upper realms (5th+) of Source Consciousness, allowing a variety of beings (including human souls) to co-exist. It is also filled with illusion and lower-vibrational beings, ones that believe (like the Reptilians) that they are separate from Source. When our souls hang out in this space, they are subjected to illusions and tricksters of many varieties, as well as Reptilian magical programming. When we experience emotional overwhelm or feelings of unworthiness, it is due to part of our soul being on the astral; we can help these soul aspects return to our bodies with deep breathing and compassionate acceptance of whatever is arising.

2. More about energy harvesting in this post.