The shift from indigo to crystal/octarine - how's it been for you?
So, the past two years have been my steady shift from indigo through to the crystal, or as I prefer to call it, the octarine aura.
For me it started with an all mighty kablamo, I went from warrior to 'oh my I'm naked' and to top it off I felt like someone put a giant megaphone over my head, just incase things weren't amplified enough... lol. As other's going through the shift (sounds like Menopause...lol) would know, it is quite an intense experience to change to the crystal aura, no wonder so many children born with it were becoming autistic as a coping mechanism.
Anyway I feel I am almost out the other end of the shift, for most of us it's roughly a two year journey, and one hell of a dose of 'wake up' thanks to the megaphone installed above your head =P
I'm curious what others have experienced during this shift, i'd love to share and compare experiences with you all.
If you aren't sure if you are experiencing the crystal shift, then check out this article, it is the best I know.
http://www.sunfell.com/shift.htm
And if you aren't sure if you were even indigo to start with, have a gander here........lol.
http://www.sunfell.com/indigo.htm
Here is an excerpt from the article which describes my experience to a tee..... I've had to isolate myself from society's pollutants and technocratic world and don't even get me started on shopping centres *shakes head* an octarine empath's worst nightmare!
The Octarine traits strip away the natural shields and protocols which protect the person from the normal assaults of both physical and psychic influences. We essentially become a walking receiving antenna- absorbing the psychic, empathic and electromagnetic vibrations of everything around us. We live in an electromagnetic soup- far worse than it was just 20 years ago, and all these energies have an effect on us- from cell phones to microwave ovens to satellite broadcasts. Add to that the less-than civilized direction our culture is headed in, and you have a potentially health- destroying mess on your hands.
Physical vibrations also affect the Octarine person: perfumes, drugs, certain processed foods, smells, sounds, temperature, even solar radiation and geomagnetic fluctuations. Personally, when the sun is flaring and hitting the magnetic fields of this planet, I feel like I’ve drunk a gallon of coffee: shaky, wanting to ping off the walls, uncertain. I tend to bury myself in the office or my home until the worst of it passes. I try not to make any major decisions when in this state. Tiny babies have no way to understand these things, and essentially shut down within a few months of this assault on their senses. Parents who are not spiritually or intellectually adept are not capable of properly protecting their Octarine child, and in fact may make the situation worse by giving it electronic toys (they make the most horrid sounds to Indigo/Octarine ears- like nails on a chalkboard), taking it to loud and high stimulation public venues like high noise restaurants, movies, stores and on aircraft (torture!), or parking it in front of a TV or stereo system that is turned up too high, and playing less than soothing music. This is a recipe for tragic disaster, because the only defense the child has is physical, and he or she literally shuts down, or focuses upon one thing to the exception of all else, using that thing as a shield against the horrific world in which they live. Adult Octarines can cope by carefully measuring their exposure to these toxic environments. Babies and small children cannot, unless they are fortunate enough to have parents who are aware of these things.
Octarines absolutely must have ‘just-me’ time. Many of us live alone, as this is also an Indigo trait- but for the Octarine, it is much more overt- almost to the extremity of becoming a hermit. When an adult makes the transition to Octarine, it can be disrupting to relationships- even down to ending them. Only those who thoroughly understand this need for the Octarine to have time to ourselves are tolerated. The most intrusive sound to an Octarine (and many Indigos) is the ringing telephone. It does not matter who is on the other end. Email is more acceptable, simply because the Octarine person can reply at leisure- if at all. Forget childbearing- maintaining relationships and raising children is almost impossible to them because of the chaotic elements involved. They can, however, tolerate the presence of children who are cared for elsewhere, and have a way of communing with them that is almost supernatural to outsiders. Small exposures between Indigo and Octarine kindred can convey the same amount of information that months and years of standard interaction can. We know our own and our kin, and can speak that particular wordless language to each other. For babies, being alone is not an option, no matter how sensitive they are. Again, the autistic trait reveals itself, with the child rejecting their caregivers’ attention without understanding why. What they cannot articulate, they express physically.
Adult Octarines are very sensitive to food and food additives, and tend to avoid processed and convenience foods. The closer to its natural state it is, the better we like it. Same with beverages- the ingredients of ‘diet’ drinks are actually toxic to us, and can send us into anaphylactic shock. Too much caffeine, while not as toxic as the artificial sugars, is also toxic, and has undesirable effects on us as well. Alcohol can be consumed in very small quantities- but because our livers are sensitive to the toxins in alcohol, we cannot tolerate more than one small glass of wine, beer or spirits. Drugs of any sort can have unexpected effects on them- especially anesthesia and pain reducing drugs. If an Octarine is in need of surgery or any procedure where a pain reducing drug or any sort of drug like Valium, Xanax or other perception-altering drug is involved, the doctor should very carefully monitor the dosage and effects. Even small doses of these drugs can have an adverse effect on the Octarine. I had surgery during my transitional period, and the anesthesia made me see ‘through the veil’ and speak to my Guides and my mother, who I could very clearly see. My friend reported this to me- I have no memory of it. She told me I was speaking in strange languages, and talking to people who ‘weren’t there’. Going into surgery, the dose of ‘milk of amnesia’ that was given to me stripped me of my normally very calm and conservative shell, and turned me into a ‘lay-down comedian’, according to my doctor. Afterwards, the painkillers I took made people appear to be walking around in blobs of light, made incense smoke spell out messages, and turned the ‘pitch’ of my hearing down half a notch. I got off these medications as quickly as possible. About the only painkiller I can recommend to fellow Octarines is Ibuprofen and aspirin. They work as advertised, without side effects, and in small doses.