I was asked by a friend here to share my story and think it will be interesting to see how many others feel the same. If some of you think I'm nuts, that's okay.
I feel strongly I am not originally a Terran, but am from the constellation Lyra, on a tiny Mercury sized planet called Chiktalit, as best as it can be translated to English. Lyrans are known as "cat people", as we are humanoids with cat-like faces. My eyes, for example, are called brown, but there is almost no brown in them. They are really a yellow ochre color with only a copper ring around the pupil.
I am a light-warrior, not a light-worker, and feel that is due to the remaining Lyrans being chased here by the Dracos, from the constellation Alpha-Draconis, who had slaughtered most of my people and were determined to finish us off. The Dracos who came are now in league with the darker Terrans to destroy human freedom, and I feel I am here along with many others to help try to ensure that they don't succeed.
However, I've also read that earth is the penal colony of the universe, where all the bad actors are sent to get rid of them, so maybe I was just a very bad girl, lol. It would certainly explain a lot about this looney bin of a planet!
Could this be my imagination? Sure, but I tend to trust it partly because I had an overwhelming love of cats from birth, despite not having any as a child, and long before I received any of this information. The minute I left home, I soon had nine cats! I also tend to trust it because if I were going to imagine a utopia, it would not have some of the things I do not like about my home planet, and there are several.
For one thing, I like to be warm. My home planet circles two, small red dwarf stars and has no tilt on it's axis, so it is always between 40 and 70 degrees fahrenheit. I need a sweater below 78 degrees here. I am much healthier there and could stand it easier. I feel my ill health is partly because I'm not designed for Terra.
I live in a one room cabin in a spruce forest on a small lake. There are only between 200-250 people left on my planet, so we have plenty of privacy. The trees at home are almost all blue spruce with very little diversity, and obviously different than on earth, where spruces like much colder temperatures. The entire planet is forest and lakes, no oceans or grasslands. I know every detail of this cabin like the back of my hand and can easily describe every object in it.
I have a guardian dog there which I did not want, but I can't make him disappear, another thing I would not choose if I imagined a utopian home. I love dogs, but this is a huge, tan bloodhound, and I do not like cleaning up slobber, which hounds tend to do. It turns out he does not slobber, stays on the big porch all the time, and does not need food at all, so he is some kind of other entity that looks like a bloodhound and I know he's there as a companion and protector. I've come to love him and he goes with me for long walks around the lake. His name is Bruno.
I go there in meditation often and hope to be able to return there after this life, which has been very hard on me.
Does anyone else here feel this way? If so, please tell us your stories.......
updated by @cheshire-cat: 01/21/18 04:45:40PM