Monday, March 26, 2018

2018_01_04_JAN Dark Entity - Extraction, Adding Light, Reintegration

Another FB post I am now publicly sharing.

Lesson 1.4: Extraction, Adding Light, Reintegration

2018_01_04_JAN Dark Entity - Extraction, Adding Light, Reintegration 

I found myself with a small group of about a dozen people in what felt like a cozy home based church-group meeting. The group sat in a loose circle on the floor as if around a campfire. The pastor, Ken, appeared as a 35 year old male with light golden honey brown color hair. My friend, Ginger, was sitting next to me on the floor to my left when Ken approached her. He reached out and grabbed her thumb on her left hand. She didn’t really want him to do that, but it was more important to her to be polite and so she let him. Ken began to say a prayer of some sort and Ginger and I were like, ‘Whatever . . . . Christians’ . . . lol!

Ken then felt guided of the Holy Spirit to pull, and pull, and pull, on Gingers thumb, to extract an evil spirit from her. Her arm was now being wretched forward and elongated some in the process and she quickly became very freaked and looked wide-eyed like a deer in the headlights. She began to try to pull away out of his grip, but the pastor held on tight. I intervened verbally and said, “She does not like that . . . Let her go.” Ken continued to keep pulling. He was pulling very firm and also gentle too at the same time, reminding me of a chiropractor trying to put a bone back in the socket. Ken now began to turn-rotate her arm and said, “I’m trying to turn her arm to see if I can get into place. I felt guided to try something.” My friend was incredibly freaked out now, so I physically intervened this time and gently touched the top of Ken’s hands and firmly made him stop and break away. I calmly said, “That’s not the way.” I knew now what was coming next . . . because he had now conjure-called for the entity to come up and out.

Ken moved to stand behind me and to my left. Ginger stood up and also moved behind me and just in front of the pastor. The black entity was coming up now to get out and have revenge on the pastor for ‘hurt-pulling’ on her (Ginger’s) arm. As the entity came to the foreground Ginger’s consciousness she began acting like Golem from Lord of the Rings and was threatening the pastor in that ‘my precious’ Golem sort of way. I stood up now and went and stood between she and the pastor.

I looked down at my hands and fingers. My fingers curled up like long wizard fingers from an equally elongated palm with smooth skin. The tips of my fingers and finger nails had a very pointy look, reminiscent to Enetka’s hands for the DreamWalker Magik series. Ginger was now muttering and saying all kind of weird words and hunkering down threatening to attack Ken. I boomed out clearly now in my sacred tongue and language saying words like “carunesh” and so on and so forth and ‘wrote’ over the top of this ‘creature’ and it’s language. I then ordered it, “Out Now,” like in my 2 shadow beings I converted into a tent dream. I continued speaking and sucked the black essence out with my palms and then into my right palm.

It was a black sphere of light based matter and perfectly spherical. It seemed to hover just above touching my palm. I made a claw-like bone cage around it by placing my left hand above it, also in a cupped shape with very taunt muscles. I continued to speak to the black essence comforting and reassuring it as though speaking to a scared mouse. As I continued speaking both ‘to’ and ‘at’ it I was simultaneously reassuring it I would not harm it, but help it. I spoke from my belly (gut) essence to its essence. Ginger’s physical form was standing in stasis behind me as Ken looked on to learn. I continued to speak deeply, clearly, and firmly. Now the black energy sphere knew it was time and was ready for the next phase. I continued to speak and white light sparkles entered into the dark creatures spherical form prepping it for the real work and the full transition. It lit and sparkled in about 15 to 30 different spots, like small starlight. I initially kept the light quantity to no more than 30. This was to protect the creature form from being overwhelmed with too much light all at once. I had however, given it the optimal (maximum) amount of light it could handle.

The black creature now gave me its nod of approval that it was ready for the next phase.

I removed my left hand from above the top of the black energy creature and was now cupping it with both hands under it. I began to gently blow on it the Breath of Life. The black energy began to softly glow black-blue and then began to flower out making me think of a Lotus flower, but only having the base-protector type leaf petals. The center was still the black sphere and it was attached to the flower type walls now and had around 11 black and extremely thick leaf-petals running around the circumference of its base that came about 1/3 of the sphere. The petals were extremely thick and even pyramidal in shape and reminded me more of an Aloe Vera Succulent plant. I continued to blow on it, focusing on a individual petals. One of the thick petals began to light up sunny yellow, another thick petal green, then a subtle glowing shade of purple lit the rest of the black-blue petal areas. I smiled, the creature was starting to feel joy. I took another deep inhale and exhaled further on the black creature form and it now lit up orangish, this time the glow included the central sphere. It glowed a semi-vibrant dark subtle shade of orange and then settled into a burnt umber color with a subtle orange glow. It largely still appeared black all the way around, the colors were very dark yet.

We both knew it was now time for the next phase.

I bent my knees and went into a gentle squat position as I lowered my hands like a catapult with the black lotus-like energy matter resting gently on top of my right palm and then gave a lift-launch up and released the matter off my hands. It went up above all our heads, spread out like a thin sheet, stopped, and hovered above our heads around 8 to 10 feet above the floor. It formed itself into a squarish mist-like cloud that reminded me of the chemtrail blankets we get sprayed with. I waited a few moments longer, letting it sort of take a rest for a moment. Then, I raised up my arms into the air in what looked like a wide receiving hug formation and called back the dark matter energy to me. This time I treated it as though my wayward son in need of a long overdue and much needed fatherly hug and my fatherly love. The black mist then coalesced and came down and entered into my form as though in a funnel being vacuum sucked inside of me. It entered through my hands and what felt to also be the top of my head. I took it into my own essence and I cleansed it even further from within my own form.

I looked around and spotted Ginger now laying down on the floor. I knew I must return her energy back to her form. I moved to stand by her side and placed my hands palm-face-down toward her body and chest area. I was now speaking in a much softer language of mine now, almost a whisper, as I released the dark energy matter back into her form. It came out through the palms of my hands and re-entered her form. It still looked very black, but this was indeed the optimal amount of cleanse she could safely handle and tolerate. I thought felt to myself, ‘So it shall be done, has been done, is done, and always shall be done.’ This seated the cleanse in all timelines, all dimensions, and versions of herself.

Ginger stood up, blinked a few times, and looked around at the world as if seeing it for the first time. But, not like she’d never seen the world. She was now seeing into other dimensions, or rather densities, for the first time. She was now seeing ‘matter’ and energies she had not noticed before and she was in awe of all the glory, beauty, and spender of the new found colors she could see, feel, touch (in essence) and now interact with.

Ken looked on wondering how I’d done it. I knew in time I could teach him this too. So long as he remained open minded and willing he could and would learn anything he was ready to learn and I could and would be able to teach him.

Then, I realized I needed to wake and write all of this.

I thought I was awake and was looking around on the now brown “L” shaped sofa that was there for my current journal to write in. Ken had since sat in my spot and pulled out a really old journal of mine (like my 1st one from 2006 with the dream likely related to Nibiru) and said “is this it?” I was very unhappy by this point and very flustered and I glared at him like, ‘please common sense here! I need one not written in!’ I then seemed to roll my eyes at him. I was now finding about a dozen other dream journal I’d already written in. All of them on the sofa and sort of in the cracks and I was just throwing them randomly at Ken and Ginger, not meaning to hit them, but just to get them out of the way. I was worried I might not recall my dream. I was getting more flustered and started to say “damn” A LOT (which is highly unusual for me to cuss, but rather entertaining to read it.) like “Where is the damn thing!?” and “Why isn’t the damn thing here!?” and “I know I left the damn thing here where is the damn thing!?” I prob did this about eight or nine times, in a variety of sentence structures.

The pastor decided to ask me some questions about the cleanse and I grumbled to him, “I don’t usually talk until AFTER I have written my dream experience (due to recall) and I gave him a glaring look of ‘you idiot.’ But, I really wasn’t mad and didn’t mean to be rude. I was mostly doing it because I didn’t want to hear him or anyone else act like I was ‘stupid’ or an ‘idiot’ for not knowing where I’d put my journal in the first place. So if I got angry and upset about it first, it would avert the others from treating me like I messed up in their eyes, because I was already mad about it so they wouldn’t have to get mad at me because I was already mad and frustrated about ‘messing up.’ So no one said anything to me about not finding my journal and they didn’t ask me any more questions. Lol

I finally found my journal and seemed I wrote the experience in it and then realized my daughter had also been there watching, observing, and learning too the whole time. I made my way over to her all smiles again having successfully recorded my dream and held hands with my her and began encouraging her that she too could do these things.

I then thought I woke again and heard my sister-in-law call my brother’s name twice and realized I was still asleep.

Then, I actually did wake up and I listened intently to see if I could hear her calling my brother in actual Waking 3D Life. I did not.

I then documented this dream and finished recording around 11:07am

Monday, March 19, 2018

2017_06_16_JUN Handling Shadow People in Love - 2011_11_04_NOV Removal Black Energies

Private FB post shared March 14, 2018

Lesson 1: Handling Shadow People in Love

In this dream, I wasn’t allowed to use my “ordinary” magik methods. This was done so I would find a method anybody could use to dispel black magik beings . . . And so I did.

June 16, 2017

“What does my Galactic Family of Love and Light want me to know most right now?”

In my dream . . .

I was in bed in a hotel room with Annie and her husband Ted also in bed next to me. Ted was sleeping on the far right. As I lay there, I felt etheric relations with my Twin Flame (TF) and he and I we were chatting about things. Annie next to me in bed under the covers said “You know you’re not supposed to be like that with a married man,” I said “yeah, I know” and reminded her I didn’t ask for this to be the situation once I found him in 3D and then reminded her she was married too and also interacting etherically with her TF in the same fashion, which was not Ted. Then Annie said to me, “What if he’s a demon you’re having relations with? I was like “WHAT!?” and quickly ‘checked myself’ and then said, “I am fine and I am NOT having intimate relations with a demon. Why would you even say that? That’s very mean. Just plain mean, mean, mean, mean. How would you feel if I said that about you and your TF connection?” Annie realizing I was right, sort of apologized to me, although I could tell she wasn’t fully convinced.

Restlessly I fell back asleep in to bed next to her and dreamed I had a dream.

I was looking for my Twin Flame down by the beach. Then, I found him and he transitioned into being two black shadow people “demon” person and his form disappeared. I looking at the ocean and the sun went all the way down. It was dark. I tried to use my magik to raise the sun back up, but it didn’t work.

Then, I was on a small row-boat dinghy, about a football-field-length from shore. Two black shadow demons were sitting across from me. I tried something at first as they tried to scare me, then I realized . . . just laugh. So I started to laugh and point at them saying, “OMG! Seriously! You have GOT to be kidding me.?” as I tried to get them to laugh with me and do something much more fun and exciting than try to ‘scare’ people like me. Then, “You guys are TOO funny!” I was trying to get them to have some fun with me instead and to do something different. I continued to laugh and laugh trying to get them to play with me. They were HORRIFIED with their utter failure of attempts to scare me and thoroughly disgusted! They completely left and dropped back into their lower vibration reality before I could do anything else to them! LOL. They couldn’t leave fast enough!

Then, I was back in bed with Annie and Ted. I was sweating and waking up within the dream from the dream. Annie awoke and rolled over to me and I said, “Yeah, see now, I just had a dream where I had to deal with ‘them’ because of what you said. I knew that was gonna happen! Please don’t ever say stuff like that again, ok?” and “It’s really insulting.” Annie realizing she was wrong then rolled back over to sleep.

Unable to sleep, I got out of bed and sat on the floor next to the bed and nightstand and began fishing around inside the drawer. I found what looked like green taffy candy about two inches in diameter. It had a whitish see-through wrapper sort of stuck melted onto it, as though already been chewed. I pulled the taffy out thinking I was going to throw it away when instead I put it in my mouth and chewed! It was a yummy green apple taffy flavor. Suddenly realizing, only God knows who chewed this thing before, I was like ‘what the heck am I doing! WTF, why did I put that back into my mouth!’ I was now trying to get the block out of my mouth and into a tissue. I got most of it out, just as Annie rolled over into my spot on the bed. I woke her up saying, “Hey that’s my spot and I’m still sleeping there.” Annie promptly rolled back over into her spot. I then got out my dream journal and back into bed.

Annie woke up and rolled back over to faced me. I opened up my dream journal diary and showed her a little picture drawing of another book with a tagline inside it that read “LAUGH SECTION.” I was showing her the book that belonged to the black demons and what they’d written about their experience with me. They’d made special note in this section of their diary so they would be reminded to NEVER go back there again and to avoid it entirely! To them, the “laugh section” was EXTREMELY SCARY! These demons felt to have a government-CIA-black-opps-type vibe. Annie told me again to be careful so as not to endanger my TF. I replied, “Of course, I already know that. I love him and we are protected.” I felt some fear-worry but I reminded myself it was my job to hold the spaces of pure love and light energies for him to walk into. Annie apologized again and then rolled back over to sleep. Ted was asleep the entire time.

I began feeling my TF energetically back on me in bed. Worried I checked to ensure it was really him and not an imposter trying to take his place. Satisfied it was still him, I empathed to him, I love him and we shared some more energy and then I woke up.

This next dream in linear time I had over 5 years “before” I had my Twin Flame shadow people dream. I feel this dream connects and is what I ultimately did with these shadow people. Both dreams had “two” shadow people and in both dreams I was also looking to find my twin flame.

Below is the raw typed dream

Friday Nov 4, 2011

5:30 a.m. DREAM

Removal of black energies

2 human looking beings walked up to me. They were possessed of black energies. Both beings had solid black eyes (like the way my eyes looked with the wrong kind of “color” lenses in).

I waved raised my left hand in the air and said “stop”. Looking them both directly in the eyes, I had no fear. I then waved my hand across both about 2-3 ft. away and said “out” “now” very firmly. Then I quickly decided in my mind, 'what do I do with them? Can't just get them out without changing them into something better...they still need a purpose'. I may have repeated it again “Get out now” and immediately (really after only the 1st time they did it).

The black energy came out, the human forms seemed to dissipate or walked away.

I then said... “Get into this ball of light” and and they did “and be transformed into the light” and they were. I then converted the energies into a tent. The energies felt such strong love there was also sexual tension desires. I then said upon setting the tent down (as it was trying to have sex with “If you behave and are good I may have sex with someone inside you.” Indicating I first needed to find my twin flame to do that. This calmed the “tent”, which now love and had a bond with me, and I walked off.

Thursday, March 8, 2018


© Dec 2017 Ari Stone All Rights Reserved

Here is one of my Shadow People Dreams - in this one I received back in love my own shadow self. This is what will ultimately heal the timelines and bring true unity. 

This is largely a raw verbatim typing of the original dream and also shared with my DreamWalker FB group.


I Dreamed I’d taken a poison white piece of paper of my own accord.  I “died” I went into a place and found parts of myself that I needed to love and accept back into myself.  I found my shadow self and I said “I love you and thank you for what you have done to protect me and I receive you back into myself as a whole and part of myself.”  My shadow self said it had done things to protect me and other things.  And I said I know.  I love you and receive you back.  There were other aspects of myself.  One may have been the murderous aspect.  I found it loved it and received it back in healed and whole part to myself, along with the 3rd failed aspect to myself.

I’d said before the white tablet square paper melted in my mouth, that if I was meant to stay alive ‘Ariel’ help me.  I felt some regret, but I’d needed to as it seemed the only way to go to / find / and be able to accept those other aspects back into myself from with in the other realms.  I was determined to face them and love them and receive them back into myself.  No more running away in fear.

I’d done it / did it.

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Tuesday, March 6, 2018

2017_11_05_NOV ASTRAL CLASS - Handling Dark Entities with Love

© Dec 2017 Ari Stone All Rights Reserved

I shared the following with my #Facebook #DreamWalker Training Camp group on December 12, 2017.

-Regarding Dark Entities in Dreams, What they are,  and how to handle them in Love.

Hi Everyone, 

Briefly, I have had some truly amazing dream experiences and while I will share some here for learning purposes my ultimate intent is to reveal what is possible and for each of you to achieve these victories in your own dream-states.

Please ask me any questions you may have.  While I have labeled this as a ‘class’ this is new for me and each one of you will be helping me to format the course direction through your questions.  Largely this will be highly intuitive and we’ll just flow where we need to and lessons will also come as they are needed. 

Lesson 1 - Laying the Foundation for Future Work

Working With Dark Entities –

What are they?


What do you do with them?

Currently the most common thing I am asked about are dark entities of various natures and what does one do with them?

First of all, “dark entities” are not always what everyone might think, which is stereotypically something or someone that is “bad” and are to be “eliminated.”  This is the first misnomer that has to be corrected.

I never approach any situation with the intention of harming, knifing, slicing, or “cutting” of anything or anyone in dream realms or in Waking 3D Life (W3DL).  To do those things will not change the situation unless they are performed from pure spaces of love which is likened to what Magenta Pixie calls neutrality.  I won’t go into that aspect here, as it is seldom used and is only reserved for the most darkest of entities, or highly specific situations, and is still also performed from spaces of neutrality (love). 

The reason why knifing, slicing, and fighting basically doesn’t work, is because typically the person performing them is operating on the same or similar type of frequency as the ‘being’ coming at them.  Therefore the ‘combatant’ will likely see little to no results with their attempts or mayhap a temporary victory and then the being will attack again later.

To truly ‘dispel’ dark or rather more aptly named “fear-based entities” a being must operate from spaces of love and honesty.  The more honest and truthful one is with themselves and the deeper their connection to love (Source) is, the more powerful they are.

Now let’s delve into one of my astral-dream examples (names have been changed to protect the privacy of the souls I am working with in soul-spirit realms).  The following is only 1 dream sequence of 4 that I had this night and I shortened it up some. 

My mother told me over the years, “I think you live another life with your long drawn out and detailed dreams!” Turns out . . . she was right . . .

- Dream -


I was in a small classroom with around 8 to 9 students and an instructor, Alvin, who was a fairly well known astral teacher. I wore my grey hoodie sweatshirt over my head in the same fashion as I’d worn it to bed.  The students sat in a loose circle across from me; I stood mostly alone and across from them and the teacher, with one student somewhere a short distance behind me.  A student was now telling the class about his astral story and how he beat his ‘dream enemy’ with a sword by going all commando style on the ‘enemy’ and he’d knifed and sliced the enemy up and to death.  I was like, “good grief Charlie Brown! You have got to be kidding me.” (lol) The instructor, Alvin, began to look at me with a twinkle in his eye and semi-sideways to see if I actually knew a better way or if I was just a lot of talk and nothing but a wind-bag.  The late-teenage boy continued to talk.

I was now raising my hand, like Hermione Granger from Harry Potter, eagerly indicating with my arms and body ‘oooh, oohh, me, me, me, I know the answer.’ I was barely able to contain myself and almost began talking over the boy and had to stop myself to be polite. The boy continued to talk and presented himself like he was Arthur with his slasher story. I again almost talked over him.  I was not impressed by his story and the teacher was bemused by this.  Finally the boy finished and now all eyes were on me. 

I felt a little nervous, but not as self-conscious or as nervous as I thought I would be.  I was extremely knowledgeable, very well versed with the materials, greatly enjoyed talking about them, and was excited to be teaching them now.   My nerves did get the better of me for a little bit and I had a very hard time saying my words because I was so excited. I was trying to say everything in one breath and got out, “Love is the solution. No Fighting. No matter what it is that is seen in the ‘dream’ or astral realms; regardless to if it’s a 10 foot tall reptilian, dinosaur (T-Rex), or a small centipede; love is the answer and that seldom ever means ‘killing’.”   I made myself slow down now and take some deep breaths between my sentences.  I noted my breath glowed a soft blue color.  It was very pretty but not visible to the naked eye. I continued, “No, it actually means ‘never’ killing anything.”  I went on to explain that sometimes transmutation can appear as ‘killing’ but you never truly ‘kill’ anything.  You simply transmute it into something different. Better.  I was finally speaking more normal with my full bodied voice.

Another student in the class also had a hoodie sweatshirt. Only his was hanging on a door knob in the room. He was also in his late teens to early 20’s like the rest of the students in the classroom, which were mostly all male and he began to ask me a question about some hoodie legend.  I knew exactly what he was going to ask me and the answer too, but had to stop myself again from speaking over the top of him.  I knew he was in energetic spaces where his mind still needed to hear himself verbally ask the question, so I controlled my excitement.  He continued to speak about the legend regarding wearing a hoodie over your head that was imbued with a magik protection spell in order to remain safe. I thought he was finished talking and almost spoke over the top of him again and apologized for my mistake. He finished by asking if he needed to wear a hoodie over his head with a protection spell on in order to protect his head from having a spell cast on it and to remain safe.  I noted he seemed to believe he had to have this ‘magik artifact’ (a spell cast hoodie) to protect his head. I waited a few moments more to ensure he really was done speaking and he was. 

I stood now at what became the ‘front’ of the classroom and as if I was speaking in front of hundreds of people, I was now more-so the teacher than Alvin. Alvin was looking at me too for answers while also being careful not to reveal his hand to the students that he didn’t know all the things I did.  I began telling them again, “Love is the answer. Every choice and every decision that you make in dream realms . . . Love is the answer.”  I proceeded to tell them, “. . .it is because of love I can manifest things with my hands.  That energy is love and to manifest it you have to attract it and thereby ultimately “be” that. The more love you have, the more ‘energy you attract.” 

I then directed their attention to the hoodie on the door and told them it’s not the hoodie that matters, it is the ‘belief about’ the hoodie that mattered and that the hoodie only ‘worked’ because he believed in it and believed that it did. It was not because the ‘hoodie’ was magik.  It was the belief-thought-spell that had been put on it that was what mattered. If he believed he needed a hoodie from some dark controlling wizard to be safe, then that’s what he’d need to be protected.  If he only believed the wizard could cast a spell of protection on it and that he couldn’t, then that would be true . . . for him . . . However, I said “If I used that hoodie, it wouldn’t work for me because I don’t believe in (or trust) the wizard who placed a spell on it. So to me, it’d be completely useless. I’d be more concerned it’d do more damage and harm than good because it’s also dependent on the wizard’s thoughts, feelings, and energies. He feels a little too dark and drama-controlling for my taste.”  I then told the hoodie-boy that he had all of those magikal capabilities inside of himself.  He didn’t need to go to some wizard or have some hoodie. He was the magik, all he had to do was believe.  I thought of the Bible’s “faith of a mustard seed story” and how if you had faith like a grain of a mustard seed you could move mountains.  This was like that. If he believed the hoodie was necessary, then it would be, if he believed he had it all inside of himself (like me) then he too could do as I do and manifest light and protection from within himself and into his hands. 

To demonstrate, I then manifested a purple light sphere in my hand and told him I could place that around my head if needed for protection, or around his.  If he wanted his whole body protected from attack we could simply expand the one sphere to include all of him or add a second sphere. I continued the demonstration and placed the purple sphere around my head and wondering if they could all actually see it.

I then stated again, “It doesn’t matter what ‘size’ or ‘scale’ the bad guy is. You can and will always have plenty of light because you are pulling from the energy stores of the universe.  The bigger the ‘enemy’ appears might quite possibly be a visual expression of just how much more light they need, so give it to them! If you have the capabilities to connect to the energy stores of the Universe and they don’t, they are coming to you for help. Heal them by sharing and giving to them of the light so they too can heal and change, and grow, and move forward. If any being comes to you at any time, it is meant to be there and you have to ask yourself, why.? And HOW can you help them with the unique set of abilities and talents you possess?. Because I assure you, they came to you specifically because you have the special and select ability to help them.  They may even turn into actually being your kindly sweet grandmother who’d been stuck or trapped in that lower density form, or rather, thought vibration pattern.”  I concluded with, “This is why we never ‘kill’ and we always heal.  You never know ‘who’ that really is (unless you are in tune with that) until you stop the panic response and send love and healing to the thought forms trapped and or stuck around that being.  Once you do that, you can see who really is underneath it all and can then start to form, build, and grow a real relationship with them, if you both still want and choose to do so.”  The students all seemed to be getting it and still had as of yet a long ways to go, but they were definitely on track to learning it.

Alvin was very pleased by all of this and had a twinkle glint of hope in his eyes and a smile on his lips. He was relieved and glad I was there to help the rest of these students.  He’d come to the end of his knowledge stores and was now letting it look like I was a long term guest speaker.  I didn’t mind, because that relieved me from the pressure of being ‘the’ teacher.  This new arrangement would work out fine for both of us until it was time to shift into the next phase.


This is the key foundation for all the transmutation work I will be teaching each of you.

Sweet dreams and may you all manifest beautiful rainbow spheres of love and light for healing and transformation.