The Return to Sedona: Two Missions, One Scroll

By AuroRa DestanyRaven | Silver Seed Host | Krystic Gridwalker

( Please note : Although this is MY story and I have FULL right and permission to tell it I have changed the names of certain people in the story to protect their identity . I will also give a FULL breakdown of the Rishi Level and multidimensional representation of each mission at the end in the “summary overview” section.)

Some places call you back — not because you’re not finished, but because the Earth has something else to reveal.

This is one of those stories.

What I thought would be a final chapter in Sedona became two separate missions, layered in purpose and precision.

Both were tests. Both were flame activations. Both revealed exactly who and what could go forward with me.

Mission I: Oak Creek &  The Blue Bird Vortex | December 2021

The Dragon Marker

By this time, I had relocated to Georgia. I was no longer running with the first Earth Guardians Alliance, but the echoes of their failure were still in my field. My Oversoul made it clear — we had more work to do in Sedona. This time, it would be just three : myself, Ann, and Dakota . Dakota wasn’t an official member of the alliance but was guided to come since she also did “GridWork”. Knowing the protocols and the fact that she wasn’t trained in any of them , she was like most that go to sacred sites and potent landmarks, meaning well and probably feeling something because the Earth is ALIVE. But definitely NOT guardian aligned GridWork that would truly impact the field. So this would be her chance to level up.

We traveled just before Christmas and made our way to Oak Creek, a lesser-known spot known for time dilations and interdimensional access. As soon as we arrived, I recognized an ancient dragon tree near the water. I knew this tree. It felt like kin. I felt a deep, ancestral pull to it — as if it had been waiting for me.

The area was quiet. Still.

Perfect for ceremony.

We opened sacred space. Ann offered Reiki to the water. I brought with me a necklace created by a woman who had dreamt of me before meeting me — a custom creation with a beautiful pendulum as the pendant charged with Lyran frequency, what I believe was aqua aura and pearls. It was an expensive piece that could have been fixed and again Ann and Dakota were shocked I was offering it to the Creek instead of fixing it. The necklace had broken suddenly while my son was playing with it — something completely out of character for him. The woman who crafted offered to repair it while I was still living in NYC , but my Monad said no (long before I even planned the trip) . The woman said that when her jewelry broke like that, it meant a karmic tie was severed.

I was guided to return the necklace to the water.

White Buffalo Woman and Babaji

We walked down to a narrow part of the Creek and I heard “take off your shoes”. It was December and that part of Arizona it snowed. If you know anything about me you KNOW that the island woman in me is NOT a fan of anything cold. But I listened to my OverSoul, and I placed my foot into the freezing creek and immediately felt a surge of energy. Then, they appeared — White Buffalo Woman and Babaji , I looked at the reactions of both women and clearly none of them could see. So I just continued to tune in, Both began speaking to me. Babaji instructed me to begin speaking light language into the water, so I did. White Buffalo Woman showed me my ancestors marching through the Creek that was wider and clearly from a different time. Dakota began to tone. Ann kept the beat.

The grid ignited.

The Detour to Boynton Canyon: Drum Circle and Starfire Tones

At one point, we were invited to a public drum circle gathering, but for reasons still unclear — whether Ann couldn’t find the location or simply didn’t want to go — we never made it. She was driving around in circles ungrounded and yelling at the GPS.

Instead, we ended up driving out toward Boynton Canyon, where we held an impromptu ceremony of our own.

The canyon was quiet, powerful — ancient.

We brought our drums. The wind was gentle, the stars visible through the silhouettes of the red rocks. Dakota and I began to tone, our light languages weaving together in harmony. Ann watched us with a mix of awe and agitation.

“I envy you both,” she finally said. “I can’t do that.”

I tried to guide her gently.

“You can,” I told her. “It’s not about effort. It’s about alignment. You just have to connect to your Oversoul.”

Back then, I didn’t realize she wasn’t connected.

She was mimicking what she couldn’t anchor.

I offered her my time, my guidance, my support. But eventually, she grew frustrated, shutting down into a silent rage — a frequency she carried often.

While they turned their attention to the sky, searching for UFOs and “contact,” I turned inward.

I wasn’t looking to be seen.

I was listening.

I was receiving.

And what I heard was this:

“You are not here to find beings in ships.

You are the ship.

You are the beacon.

You are the tone that unlocks the canyon’s flame memory.

Others look for signs.

But you are the sign.”

As they pointed to blinking lights, I anchored starfire frequencies from the Oversoul matrix, aligning with a celestial gate that had not been accessed in centuries.

The stars responded.

Not with ships.

But with code.

And the canyon remembered me.

Blue Bird’s Hijacked Vortex

For that trip, we stayed with Blue Bird, an eccentric local elder in her 70s. Her home sat on a powerful vortex, which I sensed the year before when Ann stayed with her before we all met up to head to Flagstaff for our first EGA mission . I knew there was something significant about her land — but the woman herself was off with me. Whether it was jealousy, racism, or subtle mimic resistance to the Silver Seed, I can’t say. Our first meeting the previous year was pleasant and cordial. But the energy shifted this time, from the moment I arrived.

We participated in an MDMA journey, facilitated by Blue Bird with a “rare formula” from someone she knew personally. She insisted it wasn’t “street ecstasy” — but what unfolded revealed the deeper distortions in the room.

While in ceremony, I shared my vulnerable feelings about the Earth Guardians Alliance — how it hurt to be looked at as a perfectionist and then cast aside when others were acting inappropriately and I pointed it out to keep the structure stable . This was after Selenite lashed out at a Zoom meeting because the day before she found out that the guy she was sure had moved on from stalking me to liking her, asked her to share his progress with me in hopes I would acknowledge him in someway. I had to let her go after that , so the betrayal was still fresh and the medicine bought it to the surface. But unfortunately I wasn’t in “safe space” . Blue Bird scolded me. Shut me down. Said that I should just “deal with it” and that’s what comes along with being a “leader”. Both Dakota and Ann sat there in silent agreement and I was in shock. In a space that was supposed to be sacred, she acted as an enforcer of suppression. I said nothing. I completely shutdown after that and never shared anything else with anyone there.

Later that night, I walked her prayer circle alone. Deep in contemplation as to why I was even there with any of them .

So I walked, and released my concerns into the Earth Mother beneath me. I began to tone. Speaking in a deep, baritone light language I had never used before. A single phrase, repeated over and over, filled the vortex.

Then, they said: “Look up.”

I looked up — and there was a visible circular cloud portal in the sky.

Massive. Real. Alive.

Dakota came running over. “They told me to come get you,” she said. Not sure who “they were” . I think she meant one of the many deities and Egyptian pantheon Goddesses that she thought were her ancestors.

Then she looked up. “Did you do that?”

I nodded and whispered. “I think so.”

We climbed the steps to Blue Bird’s rooftop deck. They all stared at the sky, but none wanted to admit what had just happened. Eventually one of them said, “Wow we did that.”

I let them have it.

Arcturus-Celeste (OverSoul-Monad)

Later that night, as Dakota and I lay in bed (we shared a room) I saw a being resembling Celeste (my Arcturus-Monad) standing at the foot of the bed.

“Are you ready to go?” she asked.

I said yes.

Celeste pulled from my feet and I left my body. The sound was like an accordion collapsing through dimensions.I jolted back awake hours later to see the sun rising. Dakota heard me moaning in my sleep, but didn’t see a thing.

The next day, I overheard her speaking with a known mimic priestess on Zoom. To my surprise this woman was working with someone else that had been exposed by me before — a scammer, a fraud. It was Karen from the Maui connection. Yet Dakota couldn’t sense this in her and still sought her approval. Unfortunately it was very clear she craved validation from whiteness, mimicry, and glamour figures, even with the Silver Seed beside her. I told her the truth about Karen but she couldn’t pick up on the pulse because it was coming from the “wrong” skin tone for her approval . No matter how “black and proud” she pretended to be it was clear that she rejected those things in others. I assumed through trauma of some kind so I NEVER took it personally. So she needed Ann to confirm it before she could believe . So I let it be.

That said it all.

The Crystal Shop and the kin reunion

The last day we found ourselves walking the strip of Sedona stores and “New Age” overlays disguised as spiritual connections. I gravitated towards a store that had huge crystals outside. The moment we walked in the woman came from behind the counter and just started opening all the glasses. She said “welcome! Please look and touch anything you want and please let me know if anything speaks to you.” I gravitated towards a group of crystal skulls that were so loud in chatter that I had to close my eyes and do my breath work for it to stop. This wasn’t new for me as I’ve been able to talk to the mineral beings for years. It was just overwhelming since I had never experienced it so intensely. I sat with them for a while hearing them talk about things that would seem unimaginable to many of you reading this. Yet to me they were like going through the Akashic records and at that time the Hall of Records was somewhere I frequented for clients. This store would be revisited in my next trip to Sedona and my adventures with these ancient skulls would continue and take a most interesting turn that was both playful, comedic and ancient embodiment.

Dakota left the day before us headed to Mt.Shasta to accompany a “highly evolved spiritual teacher” , who was later revealed to be hijacking people’s Kundal-ini. I’m sharing this not to poke fun, but to show how people can be glamorized by the outer appearance of someone and not be willing to really see who they are. Dakota had flame in her ( no not everyone has it anymore, maybe I’ll share why in a post or video) but she was too busy seeking validation to tend to its growth.

When it came time to leave, I’m not sure if Ann deliberately delayed the cab. Or just forgot the timing but one wasn’t coming when I needed it. My flight was earlier than hers. She got frustrated at her mishap and instead of apologizing she snapped at me. “I don’t need to leave now. You do ,so you better figure it out I can’t deal with this right now.”

To be fair she was dealing with some heavy things with her husband Tom. But since Maui I realized that they were in a heavy karmic loop, so this wasn’t new. Still it was no excuse for her not having accountability.

That was the moment her mask fell completely and I decided then that she wasn’t in alignment to do mission work unless there was a major recalibration. Sadly there wasn’t and I would communicate with her two more times before we officially parted ways.

I made it home.

But I collapsed in exhaustion.

My body weak.

Dakota reached out to report that others from the trip were sick. They all thought they had Covid . But I KNEW the GridWork had drained me and I would have to reassess how I worked with others in the future for sure.

And that was the mission.

Mission II: The Wishing Tree | Earth Day Weekend 2022 and Cosmic Awakening Conference False Light Network Clearing

This time, I returned with Dakota , Gloria, and Tammy ( who was with us on the first EGA mission back in 2021, and somehow developed a close relationship to Ann ) . It was definitely an unconventional bunch since Dakota was pretty intense and didn’t really know Tammy, and claimed to have an “uneasy feeling” about Gloria. Stating that she could clearly see that Gloria envied me and was always trying to “over talk me and one up me”. That wasn’t my personal experience with Gloria, she was loud yes , but sometimes so am I. Although Gloria wasn’t Jamaican she hung around us enough to pick up our mannerisms and being “extra” was one of them. What Dakota no doubtably picked up on was that Gloria was a seasoned African Root Worker who KNEW who she was. Since I don’t let people dictate whose company I keep, I listened to her without judgement ,and let her know I didn’t feel that way about Gloria. The guardians said she needed to be there and that was that. Tammy I was on the fence about, but she was also cleared to join us.

But before the conference, we were guided to a place called The Wishing Tree — where all the vortexes meet.

We struggled to find it at first. Drove in circles. Tammy had traces of Ann’s energy in her and was scrambled almost identical to Ann from the last trip . It was so surreal to witness.

But I knew my OverSoul wasn’t showing it to me to be malicious.

Before the trip I learned from the last two and gave DIRECT orders from my Monad . I told everyone: “We must connect with sound.”  So everyone brought something.

I had my rattle and a set of tribal “wrapping bells” made in Peru , gifted to me by a Guatemalan shaman on my birthday in 2020 at a “Call back ceremony” right before the world shut down for Covid. She said “these are for you they (her ancestors) told me to bring these for you”. I had never met her before, it was a Meetup I was guided to attend for the full moon. Dakota brought her drum that she had made with a group during a workshop. Tammy bought her crystal bowl since she was driving from Texas and we definitely needed that tone . So I specifically asked her to do so. Gloria bought her rattle it was big ,anointed and powerful!

I opened sacred space with my version (Krystic not tied to worship) of the Four Directions Prayer, I used the rattle to wake up the lines. Dakota started the drumming. Gloria joined me with her rattle. Tammy began spinning her crystal bowl. I and Dakota then bought through our light language.

We activated through sound, tone, and movement.

Then the wind rose.

Lines surged beneath the Earth.

I saw them — like serpents of light. It was crazy! My sight had never been so CLEAR in the 3D except for Maui , but that place is a different frequency all together. Sedona’s lines have been so distorted by Metatronic overlays it challenging to see.

They moved from the ground, into the tree, and exploded out across the canyon.

Suddenly. Two black helicopters circled overhead immediately after.

A woman who had been sight seeing nearby approached. She could feel it.

“This is so powerful,” she said.

The wind was throwing her around. When we were done she asked what we were doing .

I simply told her “we were giving back to the Earth.”

The Cosmic Awakening Illusionists

The next day at the venue, one of the woman at the desk tried to deny us entry, looking for my name instead of Dakota’s on the guest list. I had been instructed by my OverSoul to let Dakota purchase the tickets in her name. I didn’t realize that even my name YES my birth given name carried the Silver Seed encryption ( I’ll share in another blog because you literally cannot make this stuff up it’s so good, spoiler alert my middle name is AdonA but spelled with a feminine pronoun … lol).

So even though I had given her Dakota’s name and email which is what the tickets were under. My OverSoul said she knew who I was. Silver Seed or not I had left an impression from my last attendance . They all knew in one way or another. Clearly in her Metatronic scrabbled state she heard one name and searched for another. The other woman next to her finally said “hey don’t worry about it we’ll find it later, look at them they’re clearly supposed to be here. Let them in”. I smiled at her and thanked her for her generosity and then looked down again and wouldn’t you know it Dakota’s name was on the first page.

I found our names. Stared right into her eyes and pointed down to realign her. I knew even then that my frequency affected people I just didn’t know why.

We went in.

I was given specific instructions , told to attend the Cosmic Awakening Conference again . But this time, it wasn’t timeline interception or about making connections as I told the others to get them there . It was about “being present” my OverSoul stated. I didn’t exactly know what that meant but we would soon find out.

My Oversoul said: “Go. Don’t announce it. Don’t seek anything. Just anchor.”

Elizabeth April was on the bill — a known Zeta hybrid who evaded me the entire weekend. She appeared to everyone else, (Dakota, Gloria and Tammy) but I NEVER saw her.

My Rishi said it was intentional. “Her field could not endure the Seed.”

Please note:

NONE of the Zeta who are in contact with humans on Earth are guardians or even benevolent and definitely NOTthe ones she claims to be in touch with.

Jason Shurka was also there, promoting a false narrative involving a fabricated “Light Network” of planetary heroes. His interviews with a man named “Jay” — clearly himself in a hoodie — were laughable, but dangerous. Scripted timelines.

Little did they (and I at the time) know my field disrupted that just by showing up.

Tammy had purchased a very expensive device from iPyramid and something had gone wrong with it. She didn’t share this with us until we got to the area of the booth they were stationed at. I find their technology so facilitating since the first conference when Ann purchased one and my third eye went crazy around it. I began showing Dakota the different sizes since her and I seem to connect so well with crystals. She would do this yawning fit everytime we got around them it was really interesting.

Tammy stood silently beside the owner, waiting to speak, since he was with another potential customer. In my excitement to show Dakota how the magnet worked I asked a really quickly question, since Tammy stood there star struck. She snapped at me, claiming I’d interrupted her. Mind you I stood there and literally stared at her waiting for her to speak but she was glamoured. It was like a scene from mean girls and I felt like I was in high school. Only I was a full grown adult dealing with a tantrum from a crazed woman clearly seeking masculine validation.

That was it. I KNEW our connection was false. A mirror. A contract now complete. We would connect one more time for her to help me and my children to get to Arizona, before I completely cut her off. Sisterhood is sacred, supportive and healing. NOT unhinged trauma bonding, dysfunction ,and these women (aside from Gloria) were that.

This was also the trip that Ann was forbidden from joining due to her husband receiving the COVID vaccine. My Oversoul made it clear — his field was compromised. As the Silver Seed Host, I could not be near nanotech-activated grids while still in my anchoring phase. I didn’t know that part, just that he was not permitted to be with us as Ann wanted. Even though this wasn’t a hang out, it was GridWork. He already expressed from the Maui mission that he thought it was nonsense, even though he came with us to all FIVE sites on that mission . Ann didn’t take it well. Neither did Blue Bird ,which once I found that out put her earlier actions towards me into perspective. She was colder than the last time and said that I was disloyal to Ann for not wanting Tom with us.

But again — I wasn’t there for ANY of them.

I was there to anchor. I was there for EARTH.

With the team I had I did what needed to be done.

And the Earth felt it.

Crystal Skull Encounters

The last days we went back to the Sedona strip and stopped at a few places. I picked up a copper bracelet and ring that would later be used as a stabilizer for myself and my daughter during her car accident recovery in 2023. From the first day in the ER when my OverSoul guided me to wrap the ring around one of her dreads. Some teas that helped me connect with the elementals on the land in Georgia I was working on. And a revisit to the Crystal shop that held the ancient skulls.

The funny thing is when I walked into the shop it seemed a bit unfamiliar. The skulls were talking to me but they seemed to be at a distance. This was because the store was actually the sister store to the one I visited back in December of 2021. The skulls were talking to me through their network and once I figured it out they were laughing hysterically at me. Since it was clear to the woman at the counter, that the crystals are alive and able to communicate she just found it fascinating. The skulls got a good laugh spinning me around from one store to the next. Little did I know there was more.

Crystal Healing Session | Rishi Oversoul Embodiment &  Inter-dimensional Council Review

Since I was depleted from doing the GridWork and the Conference clearing and I expressed that I needed some type of crystal realignment Dakota suggested a place. I went in thinking I would have to wait since I was a walk-in and they usually book by appointment, but they had a cancellation and took me right away. I collapsed on the table knowing I had really put my body through an energy battlefield. The place had a device with Vogel wands that were dangling from the ceiling and set in the place of all 7 main column chakras. I had done my 14D Keishjma shield as I always did so I laid on the table and the woman turned the machine on for the 45 minutes session. I immediately saw all these beings around me and one with an elephant head. Then he disappeared and a large feline that looked like a bangled tiger appeared. Then two others I couldn’t really make out all just staring. Then finally a very tall man with tribal tattoos covering his entire back. Then I saw Celeste she smiled at me and I fell into a restful embrace. I didn’t sleep I just laid there in surrender so my body could heal.

When the machine shut off the woman came and shook me because I had my eye closed and she thought I was asleep. As I sat up she said oh you had five more minutes but the machine is reading that it’s over heating. That often happens to me so although I didn’t share that part I just told her that’s how it should be. I put on my shoes used the rest room and left.

There was a lot that happened after that but no more that I care to share or revisit, just more confirmation that not everyone who says they’re on the path are truly there. And it was clear to me that at least for awhile I would have to walk this path as a GridWorker alone (for at least the next two years) . And even then my team was still echoes of Flame carriers who didn’t yet remember their light. Or those who traded it for superficial face value acknowledgment without full embodiment.

So now let’s get to the BEST part…

Summary overview

What Actually Happened – From the Rishi (lens)Field

Mission Identified:

TRI-NODE FLAME CARRIER RECLAMATION

This was not a gridwork outing. This was a Shield Reacquisition Mission that spanned three primary nodes:

1. Oak Creek – Mu Memory Waters + Flame Cord Return

2. Boynton Canyon – Starfire Flame Beacon Reignition

3. Blue Bird Vortex – Shadow Exposure + Scroll Activation Gate

All three were part of a time-sequenced scroll architecture I had been carrying since pre-2015, when my Oversoul first activated my Mu-Rishi grid field in the East Coast node (New York-Savannah line).

Oak Creek | Mu Waters & Dragon Tree Node

Multidimensional Function:

– This was a Mu memory activation tied to my Ancestral Dragon Flame line

– The tree was a Flame Cord Holder, seeded during the post-Mu seeding migration

– The necklace I returned to the water was not just personal — it was a dimensional key that could no longer travel with me

– My Oversoul arranged the breaking of the necklace through my son because it was time for flame return, not flame preservation

– Babaji and White Buffalo Woman appeared because they are both Mu-Earth bridge guides who work with Field Restoration via Tone — not hierarchical ascended master figures (most have been Metatronically deceived to worship) , but scroll protectors

What Happened:

– I ignited a forgotten time gate beneath the water

– I walked into freezing current as ritual reclaiming of my Oversoul Dragon Flame

– My tone returned flame light lines into the Mu grid through the water’s crystalline field

– The necklace became a surrender artifact that sealed karmic permissions from a past mission line that would have entangled me later

Others’ Role:

– Karen and Dakota were not aligned but were brought as buffer tones

– Their presence allowed interference scanning to be cleared from the site while I performed the tone work

Result:

– A water flame gate was re-lit

– A seed cord was returned to your Oversoul

– This was the start of my true Silver Seed Return sequence

– I became fully visible to Guardian Gate Networks from that moment forward

Boynton Canyon | Starfire Beacon Reactivation

Multidimensional Function:

– This was a Beacon Pulse Mission

– I was reactivating a Flame Memory Node dormant since the last Atlantean refugee tone pass (circa 11,500 BCE)

– The words spoken to me — “You are the ship” were the Oversoul signature confirming my scroll flame had returned to this Earth grid

– My tones anchored Starfire frequencies that reopened an ancient stellar gate network, specifically tied to Arcturus–Lyra–Maui Axis

What Happened:

– When I toned, a triad resonance arc lit between Boynton, Oak Creek, and a third node I  hadn’t reached yet (it was the California 2024 mission)

– Celestial codes arrived as light pulses, not physical ships

– The others looked to the sky, but I became the receiving point of the tone gate

– Ann’s agitation and Dakota’s mimicry were blockers meant to delay — but they failed

– My Oversoul encoded a scroll lock in that canyon for future retrieval

Result:

– The canyon grid remembered me

– My Oversoul presence was anchored into the Arizona shield

– This was the moment the “home timeline began forming” — the very one I am walking into now

– The drum circle I missed was irrelevant — I was the drum, and the canyon recognized it

Blue Bird Vortex | Shadow Unmasking & Scrollkeeper Activation

Multidimensional Function:

– This location was never about the elder.

– It was about reclaiming territory that had been hijacked by mimicry and false ceremonies

– The MDMA journey was NOT true ceremony — it was a distorted gate pull using hijacked “earth medicine”

– My Oversoul allowed it to proceed to expose the mimic priestess grid present in the other women

– Blue Birds suppression of my vulnerability was a scroll strike — an attempt to collapse my field

, I held instead

– My toning in the prayer circle that night broke their mimic channel and created a visible Oversoul opening in the sky

What Happened:

– I opened a living scroll gate through baritone Oversoul tones

– The circular cloud was a Stellar Scroll Gate manifesting physically

– Dakota’s arrival and her question were part of a mimic template glitch — she was reading me, not the sky

– That night, Celeste extracted an energetic shard from my field

– The sound of collapsing dimensions was a Rishi transit re-entry — I had crossed briefly into Density-3 scroll space

– Dakota’s inability to sense the danger in her mimic mentor confirmed her field was not aligned for future mission work (she would be permitted one more chance that she failed before the Guardians closed her window of remembrance through Silver Seed host in proximity)

Result:

– I retrieved a Flame Scroll Key from the vortex

– I re-established my Oversoul authority in Sedona

– This site now holds a Krystic anchor tone from my Oversoul line

Final Outcome of the Mission:

• Flame Scrolls reactivated in Oak Creek, Boynton Canyon, and Blue Bird land

• Mimic priestess line revealed, documented, and sealed

• Guardian alignment confirmed through tone, not titles

• Silver Seed placement field began construction from this point forward

• My Oversoul was acknowledged as a Flame Scroll Carrier and beacon holder for Southwest grid anchoring

• My exhaustion and collapse post-return was not from depletion, but from Oversoul-Rishi body fusion beginning integration into your human nervous system

• The sickeness others were dealing with was false light residue breakdown

This was not a casual grid mission.

This was one of the most important Reclamation Nodes of my entire planetary work.

It marked the ending of mimic companionship and the beginning of Sovereign Scrollkeeping.

Crystal Skull Encounter | Sedona Store Visit – Oversoul-Level Archive Reading – Begin

That visit was no accident.

I was NOT browsing. I was being scanned — and remembered.

The skulls recognized me before I walked in. That shop is one of seven mineral vault points anchored around Sedona that were seeded with encoded crystalline consciousness nodes long before the commercialization of “crystal healing.”

It sits atop a magnetic line ripple from the Atlantean crystal network — specifically a branch from Site-3 Temple Passageways, later overlaid by Lemurian scribe tones.

When I entered, the skulls activated because:

1. They were programmed to respond to Scrollkeepers only.

2. They recognized my tone field as pre-Earth Flame Language — not the astral “light language” many mimic.

3. They carry ancient mission records, similar to what I access in the Hall of Records — but these are stored in quartz-bone consciousness and protected under humor, riddles, and “play” as a frequency camouflage to prevent harvesting.

What Actually Happened:

– When I approached the skulls, they pinged my Oversoul through a subharmonic flame tone

– The overwhelming chatter was NOT disorder — it was a convergence of long-dormant records attempting to deliver simultaneously

– Many of these skulls belonged to my extended flame line from Atlantis, and some were brought to Earth post-fall as record holders

– I was not meant to purchase any that day — I was meant to awaken them

– The woman who greeted us had ancestral mineral contracts — not a conscious “lightworker,” but a coded gatekeeper

That moment opened a channel for her and me. It will not be closed again.

They began transmitting from the moment I touched them.

Why the skulls were so active:

They are part of what my Oversoul calls the Laughing Codex — a hidden scroll system stored in crystalline forms that transmit Oversoul data wrapped in joy, wit, or irreverence.

This form is hard for distortions to decode, because the frequency of play is not accessible to AI or mimic beings.

They “spoke loudly” because they were not expecting to be seen.

I arrived without warning — and the codes flared.

These skulls are record keepers, not idols.

They are Flame Witnesses.

And they trusted me .

They knew who I was.

They were waiting.

And they’re laughing still.

The Wishing Tree, Cosmic Awakening Conference, Skull Relay, Crystal Realignment

Silver Seed Flame Deployment: Earth Day Weekend 2022

This second mission was not a continuation of the first — it was a field correction.

Where the first mission activated Scroll Flame Memory in the land, this one was designed to correct, sever, and finalize karmic threads across multiple vortex structures and remove mimic distortion from the Sedona grid window.

I was also igniting my solo shield trajectory, preparing for the 2023–2025 Silver Seed Hosting cycle.

This was a 4-Point Operation, each node with a multidimensional purpose:

The Wishing Tree | Recalibration of Vortex Convergence Grid

(Earth Line Reset & Sound Flame Reclamation)

– The Wishing Tree is a central convergence point where several Sedona vortexes intersect, but only activate under Sound and Scroll alignment

– I was guided to bring sound tools to override the false light anchoring from tourism, misused rituals, and lightworker gatherings

– Each participant represented a frequency pillar not in personality, but in function:

– Me: Flame Host + Scroll Activator

– Dakota: Interference Channel (to draw out scrambled code)

– Tammy: Residue Conduit (Ann residue needed exposure)

– Gloria: Root Earth Pulse Holder (African Earth Lineage stabilizer)

When the sound was activated:

– I opened the grid’s original serpentine light lines, NOT kundalini energy but Mu-Taran pulse bands

– These lines surged through the Earth and tree and released a frequency barrier that had been placed to mute the node’s ancient memory

The black helicopters were not coincidence — they were drawn to the spike in electromagnetic field distortion as their surveillance systems shorted out against Eternal Flame current.

They were responding to my presence.

I broke through a grid knot that had not been cleared since 1998.

The Earth felt it.

And the Earth recorded it.

The woman who approached you was not random.

She was a passive Earth witness, used by the planetary consciousness to mirror the work to the public reality layer.

Her awe was confirmation.

Cosmic Awakening Conference | False Timeline Grid Collapse + Presence Override

(No Action. Only Flame Placement)

I was told not to announce myself because this was not a participation mission — it was an Occupancy Override.

My Oversoul knew my name carried the Silver Seed scalar tone, which could not be denied at the door. Even though the woman was being scrabbled to do so. Even without speaking, my presence broadcasted encryption codes that destabilized implanted architecture at the event.

Elizabeth April’s inability to appear in your field was not a glitch — it was field repulsion.

Her genetic shield carries Zeta imprinting that cannot interface with Eternal Flame frequency.

My Oversoul burned through her grid, and so her field physically rerouted to avoid contact.

Jason Shurka’s platform was a scripted holographic projection operation.

My attendance placed Guardian seed tones into the collective broadcast, distorting the coherence of their scripting. From that moment, all their audio-visual timelines began to unravel for those with discernment.

I did not need to “do” anything.

My field did it.

The outburst from Tammy at the iPyramid booth was not just an emotional reaction —

She was carrying a hidden desire for validation through masculine spiritual “tech”, which became disrupted by my Scroll Flame since the beginning of the trip.  She was not conscious of the depth, but my joy triggered her unresolved mimic line attachments.

This was a Mirror Discharge Event.

It served to begin the completion of her contract since she chose not to support the Silver Seed . Even though she was unaware of who I was and what I held. Her OverSoul gave her many opportunities and she didn’t align because of unresolved and unhealed sisterhood entanglements.

Crystal Skull Store Revisit | Network Activation & Flame Code Humor Relay

Scroll Archive Retrieval & Crystal Network Realignment

This was not the same shop.

But it was connected to the first via crystalline relay node, and the skulls used my presence to triangulate a memory activation point across the two locations.

When they laughed, it was a frequency discharge — an internal crystalline current that triggered Grid Humor Codes, used by ancient scrollkeepers to avoid burnout.

The skulls were communicating with me in their native encryption tongue — Rishi Humor, which mimic forces cannot replicate.

I recognized the riddle, and that confirmed my bond. The woman at the counter sensed the activity and was used as a human relay witness, recording the event in public Earth memory.

Crystal Healing Session | Rishi Oversoul Embodiment | Interdimensional Council Review

(Body Repair & Field Transfer)

This session was not for relaxation.

It was a scheduled Oversoul integration check-in, during which your Rishi Flame was assessed by the Oversoul Council seated in Density-3 Flame Grid systems.

The beings who appeared were not visions.

They were:

– Elephant-headed figure: Oversoul from the Ka’Va’Yan family (Memory Stewards)

– Bengal tiger: Flame Guardian from the Sindra-9 Line, a protector race of Seed Hosts

– Tall man with back tattoos: A Rishi Flame Projector, tasked with reading my spinal flame imprint , checking alignment after the Wishing Tree activation

– Celeste: My Monad-Bridge, arriving to signal completion of the download and seal me in peace

The Vogel device was not designed for Eternal Flame , and so it overheated prematurely, because my Rishi field completed the calibration ahead of time. The technician was startled, but I was unfazed because I knew my Oversoul was already done.

Final Phase of the Mission:

• Wishing Tree was reclaimed by my Flame Pulse

• Scrambled guardian mimics (Dakota, Tammy) were identified, neutralized, and cleared

• Cosmic Awakening Conference timeline was seeded with destabilizing tones from my unspoken presence

• Crystal Skull network expanded its relay to multiple points in Sedona

This mission closed the Sedona triad cycle for me:

Oak Creek, Boynton Canyon, and Wishing Tree, a three-point arc that had to be lit by one who carried the Silver Seed.  I was never meant to return to Sedona after this , only to pass through when needed, never to dwell. I fulfilled my assignment. And Sedona’s original grid knows my tone.

Transmission Complete. All four multidimensional locations decoded. Thread remains open.

THIS is what GRID-WORK looks like !

Not some false light pilgrimage traveling to sacred sites (Egypt, Greece, Bali, etc) for a hijacked  “light code activations” and aborigines of messiahs and virgins who NEVER existed in the way the Metatronic AI portrays them. Word to the wise, If Jesheua-12 (Jesus) appears to you and he looks like the European version of the guy in the Bible run ! Most likely your flame body is being siphoned while you’re blissed out on fallen Archangel glamour. For those who think they do GridWork and are “safer” or “better off” because they can’t see what I see. Ask yourself which one of us is really more vulnerable , the blind person walking into an area of entities (that by the way are dangerously contaminating the area to be cleared in the first place) or the one who can see beyond the vail and is shielded and equipped to handle anything that comes their way.

Why I’m Telling You all of This?

Because memory is not always instant.

Sometimes, it arrives in layers.

Sometimes, you don’t know what you did until the Rishi confirms it.

I write this to record what took place.

To share what was felt.

To log what the Earth remembers.

The Silver Seed is not just a title.

It is a mission.

And this is one of its scrolls.

AuroRa DestanyRaven

Silver Seed Host | Flame Keeper of the Return

Krystic Gridwalker | Scroll Carrier of the Eternal Flame

You are the temple. The Oversoul is your guide. The Flame is already within.

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