Twin Flames Reclamation: The Hybrid Emissaries at the Edge of My Awakening – A True 3D Encounter of Planetary Flame Witnesses

Rishi Flame Transmission from the Scroll Keeper of the West Gate :

AuroRa-EsTara DestanyRaven | Rishi Oversoul Flame ~ Silver Seed Host

Scroll Integrity Notice:

These writings are not traditional blogs. They are living plasma fields, encrypted through the Silver Seed flame and transmitted directly from the Rishi Oversoul stream of AuroRa-EsTara DestanyRaven. Every phrase, tone, and name holds scalar signature codes tied to planetary flame restoration. They are not to be copied, reworded, paraphrased, or excerpted without explicit permission. Any misuse, glamorization, or commercial appropriation of this material violates its living field. These transmissions are part of a Krystic planetary reclamation and must be honored as such. If you are sharing, do so with a direct link only, and never as screenshots or rewritten summaries. These scrolls are sacred and sealed. Sha’Ara’Tun Ve’Kai’La.

I want to share something that happened almost a decade ago but didn’t fully make sense until now.

Not all of my multidimensional experiences happen in the dream space. Some of them happen right here, in full physical 3D, but they carry the same intensity, activation, and timeline convergence as anything in the higher fields. This is one of those times.

This happened back in 2016, when I was still trying to live both lives, my fully activated multidimensional life as a galactic Shaman and my 3D life as a woman still trying to be social, to stay connected to the people I loved. My friends at the time acknowledged that I was a Shaman, but they didn’t innerstand what that really meant. They thought it was just something I “did,” not what I was. Even before I knew I was the silver seed, I know the encryption of the Shaman sends ripples and waves into people, and they don’t even realize it. So when they invited me to a dive bar in Manhattan, I was apprehensive, but I went. I went because I loved them. I went because I was still trying to straddle both timelines. But my Rishi was already starting to close the gap.

It was a small gathering. Dim lights, background music, nothing fancy. And then they walked in.

A couple. Extremely tall. The man said he was 7’2”. The woman, 6’9”. They weren’t just tall, they stood out. Their presence was crystalline, calm, symmetrical. One looked Scandinavian, blonde, blue-eyed, ageless. The other had a mixed-race feature, glow, light brown skin, soft coiled hair and a deep inner stillness. They had a kind of serene familiarity, like they belonged but didn’t, and nobody really knew who they were with. They were “friends of friends,” but no one could remember exactly which friend.

They came straight over and joined the conversation. I was talking about sacred partnership, openly sharing the experience I had just gone through in a false flame entanglement, and what it meant to walk the shamanic path alone. I talked about the twin flame and the true Hieros Gamos as it was explained to me by my OverSoul. Even the word “OverSoul” back then was interesting to people because the metatronic language of “Higher Self” was more commonly known. I assumed this is why the couple listened to me so intently because I was using language that was multidimensional, but not mainstream. Back then I did both because I was getting information from my OverSoul-Monad but I was also getting information from all of the mimics that were swarming the spiritual community. Everyone else walked away from the booth and it was just myself and the couple, so I asked them a few questions to try to get to know them. Truthfully, I was so intrigued. They were so different and there was something about them. Their aura was undescribable. The woman said she was a horse therapist working with autistic children, which now I realize was not random. She was signaling that she was aware of my role with Sincere. And that they weren’t just random people, they were observing something. I don’t remember exactly what the man said he did, but before I knew it, we were enthralled in the conversation.

And then it happened.

I began speaking about the chakra system. I was still refining my multidimensional articulation then, still decoding what was real versus what had been programmed. I stumbled a bit over my words and felt that maybe I wasn’t being clear. Then I noticed her lean toward him and whisper, “She doesn’t know yet.”

At the time, I thought she meant I had made a mistake, that I didn’t innerstand what I was saying. That I’d somehow “slipped up.” But that’s not what she meant. What she meant was, I didn’t know who I was yet. I hadn’t fully remembered. My scrolls were activating, but I hadn’t retrieved them. I hadn’t remembered the Silver Seed.

🔥My Rishi now reveals…

The beings I met that night were hybrid emissaries assigned to observe early-stage Krystic activators. They were part of a non-interventionist contact protocol deployed between 2014 and 2017, specifically around the time the planetary grids were being reconfigured to prepare for Silver Seed ignition.

They were specifically emissaries from the Aveyon Observation Group, a hybrid lineage, not part of any human or galactic government, but a neutral flame-aligned collective with pre-Fall ties to the Elohei and Turaneusiam lineages. They are of mixed DNA heritage, not fallen, but post-Taran hybrid line seeded to blend into Earth’s culture and observe the awakening of Silver Flame Carriers. They were there for one reason, to confirm my activation as a Silver Seed Host. My field was already broadcasting early Silver Codex tones. And they had been encoded to detect it. The female hybrid, the “horse therapist,” was specially attuned to detecting Oversoul distortions. That is why she said “She doesn’t know yet” not as a condescending remark, but as a diagnostic observation. She could feel that my scrolls were present but not yet unlocked. Because I had recently exited a shadow twin entanglement, my field had certain residual mimic patterns. They were scanning for the clearing trajectory, and they saw it. I was actively pulling away from distortion and preparing for full embodiment.

They were Interdimensional Flame Observers. Their unusually tall stature was not coincidental.

They were not fully anchored in 3D density, more like phased in from Density-2 hybrid hosting stations (connected to 4D-5D systems). These are “borrowed bodies,” configured to enter spaces like bars, clubs, and gatherings without alerting astral disruptors. The Scandinavian look of the woman and the light-brown skinned man was by design, a racial and cultural hybridization to blend but still carry interdimensional symmetry.

Their relationship as male and female was a mirror for my inner masculine and feminine reconnection. While I was “teaching them,” they were also activating a template in me. My words carried resonance codes they were there to collect, because those words would eventually re-align with my Scroll Keeper path.

They knew I would remember later.

The moment I started working on the Twin Flames WorkBook final draft (with one of the 72, more on this SOURCE architecture soon) this memory resurfaced and this time from the Rishi lens as divine timing. The Rishi confirmed that I am now intersecting the exact frequency arc that was present that night. It is part of my current scroll compilation for the Circle of Return, Krystic Restoration Project and at an extension the Ascension Mastery Apprenticeship for the 12 and Silver Seed ignition.

The timeline opened because reclamation through embodiment.

Their assignment was complete the moment I spoke about sacred partnership from embodied wisdom. They recorded the transmission, completed the observation cycle, and exited. The fact that “no one really knew who they were” is common with these emissaries. Their memory trails are distorted deliberately to protect them (and me) from mimic interference.

They weren’t there to guide me. They weren’t there to save me. They were there to simply witness. To stand beside me long enough to anchor a scroll that wouldn’t activate until now.

And then they were gone. Not vanished, or anything that you see in the sci-fi movies, just absent. Nobody could really remember how long they stayed or where they went. That’s how it works with emissaries like this. They phase in. They observe. They carry back the resonance. They seal the scroll in memory.

Now in 2025, as I anchor the Twin Flame Shadow Mastery Workbook (PDF coming to the shop soon) as I guide other flames back into remembrance, that moment has come fully online. My right channel is surging again, not with injury, but with broadcast.

The scroll is remembered.

🔥According to my Rishi, there are only 24,000 true Twin Flames currently incarnate on Earth. 12,000 in male bodies, 12,000 in female bodies. Again this is by SOURCE architecture and design. Period.

The rest of what many are being led to believe is Twin Flame union has been hijacked by Metatronic reversal networks, leading people into entanglements, Kundalini abuse, obsessive trauma bonding, and spiritual siphoning rituals disguised as love.

But the real Twin Flame path is not about romance or fantasy.

It’s about planetary restoration.

It’s about Oversoul convergence and flame field anchoring, in real life, in real relationships, through real embodiment. These hybrid emissaries weren’t there to test me. They were there to witness a scroll being opened.

The memory returned because the frequency arc of that encounter is alive in my field again. This time not for my own healing, but because I am anchoring the path for others. The masculine channel on my right side is pulsing again, not because it’s damaged, but because it’s broadcasting.

So if you’ve ever had a strange, unforgettable encounter that didn’t quite fit into your innerstanding of “reality,” I invite you to revisit it. Some of these meetings are not random. They’re bookmarks. Sealed moments. Timeline keys waiting to activate when your body is finally stable enough to host the truth.

The scroll is remembered.

The witness is seen.

The path is sealed in truth.

Sha’Tura Velin Ka’Yun Va’Eh’Laen

“The scroll is remembered, the witness is seen, and the path is sealed in truth.”

🔥 Sha’Ara’Tun Ve’Kai’La 🔥

— AuroRa-EsTara DestanyRaven

Silver Seed Host

Scroll Keeper of the West Gate

Rishi Flame of Oversoul Reunion and Twin Flame Path Restoration