Cheyenne Restored
December 9, 2014. DREAM. Using a special medication, the veterinarian restored Cheyenne to life. I brought her back home to headquarters. Everyone was 
truly amazed and happy to see her again. I knew that Cheyenne, as an elder “sister,” would help Shasta develop her maturity. Excited to meet, the two dogs began romping around together. Watching them from upstairs at Trinity House, I was very pleased to see them instantly bond. Shasta soon learned how to go down the outside stairs for the very first time. (She has not yet conquered that in real life.)
One of our neighbors in the valley drove over in his tractor. Flabbergasted to see Cheyenne alive, he questioned whether she ever had died. I assured him: “Cheyenne indeed made the transition. I held her in my arms as she died, and I buried her right over there. But now she has been restored. She is with us again.”
Interpretation: This is my first dream of Cheyenne and Shasta together. It appears to signify a new interdimensional bonding between them; perhaps also a happy 
bonding of the two in my own thoughts and feelings. The key word in the dream was restored. This also has implications, of course, for my own spiritual restoration, or regeneration, as highlighted in other dreams in this cycle.
Upstairs at Trinity House represents the connecting link at headquarters, and in my own consciousness, with the higher realms. The stairs are the go-between. Maybe Shasta, who is now thirteen months old, is gaining a new facility of travel between physical and astral planes. The metaphor evokes Jacob’s ladder (Genesis 28:12); or, to make it a pun with my surname, Jacobs’ ladder.
The veterinarian was unidentified. In other dreams where I’ve interacted with a medical doctor (always unidentified, as well), I have tended to associate him with Dr. Hannibal, my master teacher. Or perhaps he represents someone in Hannibal’s spiritual coterie. The vet, who had dark hair and was of average size, looked similar to those other dream doctors.
Stand By for Pressurization
December 10, 2014. HIERARCHAL BOARD MEDITATION. Dr. Hannibal contacted me, locked a hieronic beam onto my crown chakra, and mentally relayed, “Stand by for pressurization.” Then, as if I had been placed in a space capsule or a space suit, the hieronic beam began to “pressurize” my auric field, causing various sensations through my four lower bodies. When the energy equalized, or my vibrational frequencies became balanced, I anchored a strong download of light. No information was relayed. I simply acted as a receptive vessel, a hieronic broadcasting unit.
Toward the end of the meditation, a powerful deva appeared. He manifested to my clairvoyant sight as a definite etheric form, arrayed with multicolored light patterns. Through thought transference, he informed me that he was a devic chieftain in our East Tennessee area. His realm of responsibility over nature forces encompassed, yet extended well beyond, our headquarters property in the Cumberland Mountains. He had established direct contact in order to ground and to integrate the higher energies through our property and area of influence. He manipulated fourth dimensional energy forms in order to seal a force field of protection and balance through our auric atmosphere for our light-body projections. The devic chieftain did not identify himself by name.
During the contact, I was reminded of the recent contact with Golden Eagle, the higher astral Indian chief. In a meditation on November 29th, he had announced a reinforced pact with Conrad for the current energy influx. Undoubtedly, the devic chieftain, along with devic-elemental forces under his command, had been brought into the interdimensional coordination.
Note: Afterwards, Larry Peterson shared that he had had a remarkably similar experience in meditation, as he too had felt pressurized in a capsule of light.
Sananda’s Instructions
December 17, 2014. DREAM. While Robert and I were conferring about plans for the coming day, Sananda overshadowed us and telepathically relayed his instructions. Simultaneously he scanned us with a hieronic beam, reading our auric fields. With my clairvoyant vision, I saw the laserlike greenish blue light of the scanning rays sweep our forms.
Photos: (1) Cheyenne, June 2007, Mark-Age Archives. (2) Shasta the Space Dog, collage courtesy of Hartmut Jager, with photo of Shasta, August 2014, Mark-Age Archives. (3) Deva & Spaceship © by Hartmut Jager.
who handled logistics. Preparing for the next phase of our mission, we donned white, full-bodied hazmat suits, or perhaps space suits, and began walking down a corridor to an airlock in order to proceed with our assignment. The support crew was busy with last-minute details for our departure. One enthusiastic woman, who had helped me get into my protective suit, handed me a plastic model of the Space Shuttle as a parting memento.
vibration, though new to me, put me instantly at ease. He was aboard Hannibal’s mother ship #1235. My master teacher stood by his side, monitoring my response to the new contact.
Vortran reminded me of my out-of-body journey to the central sun in 
options, determining what guidance to put into motion. I sensed that it had to do, at least in part, with the 
the lady spaceship captain who is his associate, stood in the background. Months ago she had announced she was from the etheric city of Sphera, on Uranus, where I had known her and Alanar during my Motah training. I had not had contact with either of them since 
1981–1985.) To my surprise, I discovered construction in progress. Across the driveway, at the building designated (in the dream) as the Defense Department, workers were busy constructing a connecting passageway to my office bathroom, in order to allow workers in Defense easy access. I asked one of the workers if it would be a covered walkway.
Several minutes prior to the start of our meditation, while Robert was still giving his introduction, Conrad contacted me with hieronics.
energy moving back and forth between us as gentle spheres of light; it was beautifully harmonizing.
busy with a work project, filling an area under the porch deck with dirt. He stopped and we chatted for a few moments. I was struck by the fact that he was over six feet tall (in his past life he had been about five-foot-seven).
simultaneously. Yolanda’s desk already was piled with papers. Also, Ambassador Rice and I both had sinuses that were draining considerably.
hand. But the swords of blazing white light, rather than being held upright, were inverted, their points sticking directly into the ground. Thereby I became a vessel to implant spiritual truth and protection on Earth in these unsettling times. The hilts of each sword were formed by a multifaceted, elongated, clear diamond crystal, symbolizing the purity and the clarity of divine truth. To each person or situation that came into my awareness, I projected and decreed for First Ray action, the elimination of error, the separation of the wheat from the chaff, the pronouncement of Christ light.
aspect of our working relationship, editor with author, that had given me so much pleasure and fulfillment over the years.
and my physical body immediately were accelerated. Simultaneously she transformed her humanoid vehicle, till then almost Earthlike in appearance, into her true Uranian form. (I am at a loss for words to describe her distinctive extraterrestrial features.) Using hieronic controls from aboard her craft, she manipulated my spiritual centers to produce transfigurations that I typically experience before a space communication: rapid heartbeat and respiration; electromagnetic stimulations that produce physical contortions of my mouth, lips and throat. The amplification was so pronounced that I thought Elinor was going to channel vocally. Yet, by using hieronics, she simply had added her personal stamp of confirmation.
was our last Hierarchal Board meditation prior to the 
so great that I had to stop work and lie back in my chair for an hour, almost in trance. Then Larry and I gathered at four o’clock for our first Hierarchal Board meditation since yesterday’s start of the Mission to Mt. Shasta and Alaska.* This afternoon, Robert and MariLyn are making their way by auto to Mt. Shasta in northern California. We linked up with them in thought and prayer.
personally, stimulating my heart chakra with his unique energy signal. Again, my crown chakra was energized. With my higher senses, I felt and saw myself encased in a formfitting etheric space suit. Many times over the decades, I have clearly perceived the psychic manifestation of this garment of light, signifying my Motah space functions. Others also have seen it.
directions on her computer tablet. I embraced her and remarked fondly, “Every pilot needs a good navigator.” She smiled sweetly.
inspect, presuming I would be pleased with the finished product.
center point of the cross was laid over Israel and the Middle East; its equilateral bars extended northward through Syria, Turkey, and into Ukraine and Russia; eastward into Iran, Afghanistan and Pakistan; and southward and westward into Africa.
more) light workers on Earth. The purpose was for united projections of light to amplify worldwide the Christ matrix of peace, love, cooperation and coordination.
mastership.