Scrambled eggs with a side of “You can’t make this shit up.”
You never know what secrets your soul is hiding, just waiting for the right moment to spring something crazy on you through a “knowing”, inner nudge, or inexplicable desire to pursue a new path.
I’m not sure how I first stumbled upon light language, but I recall finding it both the most bizarre thing in the world and absolutely fascinating. For some reason, I couldn’t stop listening - somewhere in my soul it was resonating. I grabbed my phone and googled - what is light language? Light Language is an umbrella term used to describe various languages of other dimensional Beings such as the Galactic Light Beings, as well as languages of forgotten civilizations that existed here on Earth such as Lemuria and Atlantis.
My curiousity was definitely piqued!
Shortly after my light language discovery and newfound fascination with it, my husband and I found ourselves at a local diner for breakfast. I hadn’t visited this particular diner in years, but for some reason we decided to venture there for breakfast one Saturday morning.
A few minutes after settling into a booth, a waitress appeared to take our order. I’ll have the scrambled eggs with a side of wheat toast and a coffee please, I said. There was something unusual about this waitress. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but after she walked away I said to my husband with a playful smirk, Is she an alien?! Didn’t you get a strange vibe from her, like otherworldly or something??
I found myself watching her closely as she set my scrambled eggs and toast on the table. And then, I dropped the question. It was risky and I felt sorry for my husband who was potentially going to be witness to an embarrassingly awkward moment in which his wife’s sanity is called into question.
As the waitress turned to walk away I blurted out the words, “Oh, excuse me, this is a strange question, but have you ever heard of light language?
What came out of her mouth next weren’t words - it was light language. She stood at the table and out of her mouth flew beautiful, multidimensional sounds. I felt spontaneous tears coming in hot as I swallowed hard. And for a minute as she “spoke” I forgot that I was sitting in a diner, but instead felt as though I had been transported somewhere else as everything and everyone around me faded away.
She finally stopped what she referred to as a “light language transmission” and reality snapped back in. I felt confused and a bit embarrassed as I wiped away tears with my napkin, realizing we’d probably caught the attention of a few other diners sitting nearby.
After pulling myself out of a multidimensional stupor, I asked her what had happened and why I spontaneously started crying. “You’re Pleiadian she said without hesitation, and they are ready to make themselves known to you; you’re remembering.” (I later learned that Pleiadians are thought to be a collective of extraterrestrials from the Pleiades star system - nothing to see here, LOL).
See what I mean? You can’t make this shit up.
Here’s what the Universe perfectly lined up to prove to me that the connection I’d made with this strange light language thingy was real…
The diner (which I hadn’t stepped foot in for years)
A waitress who happened to speak this strange thing called light language in my little upstate, NY town
The shift - her hours that day had to coincide with our visit
The booth we were seated in had to be in her station vs. that of another waitress
What are the chances that I stumble across this strange light language stuff, feel drawn to it somehow, then manage to connect with a waitress who “speaks” it at a local diner I haven’t visited in years? Yep, it was divinely guided!
This world is not random. Your soul is a beacon for what it desires to explore and expand through during your time here on earth.
Be weird and courageous, and life will turn out to feel pretty damn magical.
XOXO
(dedicated to my incredibly talented, and otherworldly friend Lisa, Lover of the Light)