Solid March of the Misfit

Enduring the heat on her face,
It grew from a flame years ago,
Her fears, his hatred, their space,
Has destroyed parts of her ego.

It grew from a flame years ago,
Their blazing flame has espoused it;
Has destroyed parts of her ego,
With a solid march of the misfit.

Their blazing flame has espoused it,
Her fears, his hatred, their space,
With a solid march of the misfit,
Enduring the heat on her face.

((by Amina Caprice Andolini¬†ūüĎĹ))


The Blue-Ray Indigo (Obsessed with the 1960s)

I¬†agree that Blue Ray Beings are groups of extremely sensitive and empathic lightworkers that come from different planets and realms (thanks Shekina Rose and Patricia McNeilly). ¬†I have always had a strong connection to Source – the Creator of All, to Angels, other assorted beings and to the one we call Jesus Christ. ¬†They have always felt like Invisible Friends/Spirit Friends. ¬†For a while, it used to upset me that so many relatively kindhearted people think they have a solid relationship with Jesus but they’re really getting an idol god. ¬†The fact that some are what we call blind to that fact did not upset me (especially if it is their wish to remain blind). ¬†Those that consciously¬†deceive others are the ones who upset me the most. ¬†The fact that they could take advantage of somebody’s naivety is extremely disheartening.

I said many times before that I felt like an alien who had been given an ill-prepared Halloween costume by God.  Not only that, I felt as if He plopped me here at the wrong time.  I have always been drawn to the 1950s and 1960s in a crazy nostalgic sort of way.  Most of my childhood memories are from the late 1970s and the 1980s, so being nostalgic about that time period was normal; however, the thing with the 50s and especially 60s was weird, and sometimes, there was a feeling of being pseudo scared.  I did not find out why I was so drawn  to and pseudo scared of a time period I seemingly had nothing to do with until about seven or eight years ago.

Why was I scared…
I believe it was because the hippies Рthe first wave of Blue-Ray Indigos Рthat whole life, the communities, the psychedelic music, the art, films, entertainment, the everything came to a commercialized end way to soon.  Too soon for all of us.  To me, the whole beatnik and hippie thing was more than a counterculture movement.  It was the beginning of higher consciousness, spiritual growth and development.

If it was such a good thing, why did it end?
I believe I was so sad about it because I am a Blue-Ray Indigo. ¬†I now realize that several members of my Soup Group lived and died during that whole hippie era. ¬†I did not think I’d ever find anyone as close as them and that’s what scared me. ¬†Being alone with this mission scared me. ¬†It scared me so bad that I blocked prior memories out and refused to learn the truth of my existence. ¬†Whenever a “knowing” showed up in my reality, I told myself that I was scared of it and tried to make it go away.

Many argue Woodstock (1969), the Charles Manson murders (1969), the deaths of Jimi Hendrix (1970), Janis Joplin (1970) and Jim Morrison (1971), hate crimes, consumerism and materialism, tainted drugs and so much more brought an end to it all, but I still think they had a lot of help from someone/something unseen. ¬†There were really good hippies whose only crime was… being too naive. ¬†I believe, just like those that take advantage of kindhearted Christians now, that lots of people (including other hippies) took advantage of kindhearted hippies then turned around and blamed them for the end of the era all to discourage others from living and/or thinking outside the box.

Hippies were among the first wave Blue-Ray Indigo Beings. ¬†They opened doors for other Lightworkers. ¬†Mostly, the Blue-Rays of that time would want us to avoid making some of the same mistakes that they did. ¬†A few of those mistakes are heavy drug usage, alcohol consumption; anything that gives malicious Spirits permission to disrupt Spiritual Growth. ¬†They’d want us to avoid whatever affects us in a negative way and escapism… Escapism can be anything from food, a lack of sleep, exercise and/or other weird addictions.


Grand Orchestration

Seven¬†years ago, I could not find a single story similar to mine on the internet, and now, there is an explosion of people claiming to have gone through their Spiritual Awakening at the same time as I did (seven to nine years ago). ¬†I find it amazing, and well, I find it comforting, especially that most all of the people I am referring to make videos about their experiences. ¬†In the past, I prayed for a spiritual teacher on Earth, one that would give me some sort of advice about this stuff without charging a ridiculous amount. ¬†I’m aware that people must make a living here, but I have always felt a little funny about giving out plain old advice at a steep price.

I have run into all kinds of spiritual teachers, but I have yet to run into someone who has as many wild stories to tell as I do – I have stories from a little kid up until my cough age now.

I think about talking to people, but I get the feeling that even they would look at me as if I’m not doing so good in the head.

Stories of
Spiritual Growth,
Kundalini awakening,
chakras bursting open,
Angels, demons, ghosts,
attached entities,
Twin Flame

And the beauty of it, something I used to think was a disadvantage to me, is most people will think that’s all I have to offer. ¬†Stories. ¬†They won’t think anything like what I have to say could ever be “truth.” ¬†That’s my advantage, because I can play with the facts in whatever way I want.

As of now, I am beyond the confirmation phase of this journey. ¬†Although I love everybody, value everybody’s opinion and whatnot, I do not need a person reading my own Energy back to me. ¬†I can do that myself. ¬†Although I may feel this way, I know I’m not totally alone. ¬†I have Spirit Friends (whatever name is best), but in this density, there are times when my Spirit Friends just aren’t enough. ¬†There are times when a big ole smile and a positive attitude isn’t enough. ¬†There are times when an unconditional heart, lots of gratitude, Love and Light isn’t enough. ¬†In the beginning, I knew there were parts of the journey I’d be taking alone. ¬†I could feel it; I fought against it. ¬†I simply didn’t want to take those steps alone. ¬†It was a terrifying thought, but I’m okay with it now. ¬†It feels as if I orchestrated things this way.

Eternal Soulmate Groups Part II

“Blue rays trump the sun’s excessive hotness.
egends and boring waves have their days.
‘ll always praise the sun’s excessive hotness.
Perception’s up in flames at the People Parade.”
РAmina Caprice Andolini  

After a series of dreams and incidents, I knew that the thing we call death is only a facade; an illusion. ¬†It took me a very long time to deal with my issues, to basically deprogram myself. ¬†The mind control, the brainwashing, I’ve been deceived by this Veil of Illusion my whole life! ¬†After I got rid of much of the mind clutter, I was able to see and hear more things; to think clearer, to arrange the pieces of my puzzle.

Most of the Spirits I communicated with came through with an air of Unconditional Friendship. ¬†They were “In the Pastel” meaning that I could see and/or feel colors. ¬†Some came through with the ‘I’m trying to help you’ vibe, one of Unconditional Friendship, Unconditional Love, Trust, Loyalty, Honesty, and all that jazz. ¬†The vibration was extremely High. ¬†They always talked about or alluded to something (or someone) Higher, such as God or the Source, different kinds of Angels, the man we’ve come to know as Jesus Christ, so on.

I communicated with all kinds of High to low vibrational Spirits and ghosts; however, the main three ones are the Twin Flame/Eternal Soulmate, Soul Group/Soul Family, and the Twin Counterpart/Divine Counterpart.

Twin Flame/Eternal Soulmate – I heard his voice in 2009, six months after my mother passed away. ¬†He introduced himself to me in a nice way, I guess to make sure I truly understood who he was. ¬†He didn’t want me to send him away (due to fear or confusion). ¬†He came in as an Unconditional Friend, someone I’ve known my whole life; a best friend, Guide, soulmate, and then he hit me with the Twin Flame business. ¬†I could handle all the less intense stuff, but when the Twin Flame stuff came into play, I thought I was losing my mind. ¬†All of the websites he directed me to helped with this – he started off with the kitten and bubble gum sites and then moved on to the big ole technical ones.

He helped me navigate through all of my grief and brought about what I call “The People Parade.” ¬†The People Parade ūüéä is the special time (2009-2010) when the questions I asked God, the Creator of All, back in 2007 (after I found out of my mother’s cancer) and 2008 (after my mother passed away) were answered. ¬†During that time, he introduced me to several members of my Soul Group/Soul Family.

Soul Group/Soul Family – My mother! ¬†She’s the one who kick started this whole thing. ¬†The members of my Soul Group/Soul Family that I spent the most time with are members of my biological family (mostly my mother’s side) that have passed on. ¬†There were kids and other family members that I did not get the chance to meet on Earth. ¬†There were friends that I did not have the opportunity to meet on Earth; some friends that I did interact with on Earth. ¬†Many Angels and animals came around, some to do a certain job then leave, others, like Archangel Azrael, came around to help unlock a repressed memory. ¬†Many of the members of my Soul Group/Soul Family were writers, poets, or musicians when they walked Earth.


Twin Counterpart/Divine Counterpart – There is much more to research about this one. ¬†I do know that there are many titles, such as: the Catalyst and Near Twin, or the darker Shadow Twin, Alien Love Bite, and False Twin but for now, I’ve chosen to go with Twin Counterpart/Divine Counterpart because he mirrors the Twin Flame in a way (a Near Twin) and it feels as if he was contracted to help me. ¬†With the other groups, I interacted with their Spirits on the Other Side;¬†however with the Twin Counterpart/Divine Counterpart, although he is still alive on Earth, I felt his Higher Self protecting me, helping me with grief along with some of the others. ¬†That was one of the weirdest things I’d ever heard of (besides meeting a “dead” Twin Flame) – to interact with a person’s Higher Self while they are still alive ūüėĶūüėĮūüėģ. ¬†This dude has no conscious knowledge about this; he has no idea I even exist! ¬†I have not met him as of yet. ¬†Whether or not I will is I believe up to our Free Will and ego. ¬†I have already received the answer, that we were/are really good friends. ¬†He is the Near Twin; however, I met his Higher Self after I met my Twin Flame. ¬†Hmmm…

Before all of this stuff popped off, I was on the fence about past lives, reincarnation, the whole creepy jazz band. ¬†I had no idea why nostalgia and deja vu existed, didn’t want to know if I had any OBEs or not (and I have had many). ¬†After my mother’s passing, I have learned to question everything! ¬†And BELIEVE

Daydreams & Nightmares of August 31, 2008

I believed what God showed me, what He told me.  I believe in the troops He sent forth to help me through the daydreams and nightmares of August 31, 2008.  I had never gone through a loss so tremendous.  My mother.  Before that day, I thought the dreaded heartache was a fictional Being, just a con-corny figure of speech.  That night, on the night of August 31, 2008, I literally had the craziest heartache Рa real heartache!  Literal pains.  Not only that, but when Momma left this Earth, I held on.  I held on so tight that my Soul broke apart.  There was a Void.  The Angel of Death used his tools to reset the root.  All kinds of repressed memories popped up.  I had no choice but to pick them.  I spent years picking through gold and rotten fruit.

I felt ragged, as if I’d been in a fight with Azrael, the cosmos, other universes, and I lost big time. ¬†My heart chakra went psychedelic; my third eye kicked the Crown wide open. ¬†Its white light materialized and encased me in a bubble. ¬†During that Era of Protection, Evil couldn’t corrupt the flow of info. ¬†Evil couldn’t understand the alien gibberish – but I could. ¬†I started to see things, feel things straight out of my “subconscious” mind. ¬†They filled my empty Soul with purple liquid and I, I stumbled down a crossbred path. ¬†I started on a Spiritual Journey. ¬†I’m still on it. ¬†I feel alone though there are many wonderful things to do here, a colorful world to explore. ¬†I know Momma and the troops are cheering. ¬†And Azrael, he’s a nice guy. ¬†He checked on me after my pitch black NDE – a trip to Third Nirvana – and I thank him in the deep.

I can hear so many of my Spirit Friends – laughing, singing, and cracking jokes. ¬†I know they’re with me. ¬†I know the Spirit lives on; however, that delicate scrap of air does not faze me in the 3D, this virtual reality. ¬†Its vibrations are so thick, so slow, and so dense…

I’ll always pine for Momma’s face, her voice, her cooking, her mothering. ¬†After a brief episode of stagnancy and a long time searching inward, I’ve somehow found the strength to pick more golden fruit. ¬†The daydreams and nightmares of August 31, 2008 have pacified.