This information all came to light in a Heart Centered Therapy (HCT) session on July 23, 2023, with Alaya Chikly, one of the most loving and psychic beings currently on Planet Earth. Heart Centered Therapy is her protocol for identifying and healing thought forms lodged in a human body and the stories attached to them. This simple protocol has transformed thousands of lives and contributes significantly to neutralizing implanted programs, transforming ancestral ones, and ultimately raising the vibration of the collective consciousness on Earth. Our intention for this healing session was to find and transform the initiating incident to mitigate the extreme intensity of my grief and rage following a current incident of being disrespected and devalued. I never expected the scope and sweep of what came.
The session took a circuitous path to the ultimate revelation. I had shared with Alaya the research I’ve been studying on the physiology of psychopaths. (Note: Thank you, David Wilcock, for the depth of your research. David’s position is that humankind is currently dominated by institutions that are psychopathic – devoid of empathy and compassion . The extensive evidence supports his thesis). The human brain has been mapped and segments correlated to function. Psychopaths have 15 areas of the brain that have no electrical activity whatsoever. They are non-functional. Psychopaths are physiologically incapable of compassion and actually derive pleasure from other’s pain. The behavior of most of the reptilian species demonstrates identical characteristics. Research also shows that “dead” parts of the brain can be reactivated, which means that any “mental illness” can ultimately be healed. This is important for humankind, because for our own sake – for Ascension and for creating a New Reality – we have to find our way to forgive and heal everything that is broken.
Alaya and I began.
A: “Where is the density in your body?
B: “In my belly and heart.”
A: “What color is it?”
B: “An icky brownish-green, like some kind of slimy bog. Ew.”
A: “What shape is it?”
B: “It keeps changing, but it’s basically a blob with spikes all over it.”
A: “Anything else?”
B: “Yes, there’s also a sort of yoke across the back of my shoulders that feels very heavy.”
A: “Give this energy eyes. What do you see?”
B: “The eyes have vertical pupils. It’s…taking form… it’s a reptilian, huge, like eight feet tall.”
A: “What are the eyes saying?”
B: “Well, they’re kind of blank, but with a smirk. He doesn’t feel threatening.”
A: “Anything else?”
B: “He’s willing to let me experiment on him, to run some energy to see if it has any effect.”
At this point I was deep in a trance state. I wanted to see if energy from my hands with loving intention had any effect on his brain. His expression was still the same, a kind of blank smirk. As he was so huge – eight feet tall, at least – I had to practically climb up him, even when he sat, to place my hands on either side of his head, which was bigger than a basketball in my hands. His eyes sparked and his nostrils flared as I did this, but he did not interfere or threaten me in any way. After a few minutes of running energy, I felt him squirm as though some unfamiliar sensations were making him uncomfortable. Still, he allowed the experiment to continue. Exactly when he stiffened and I felt resistance building in his field, I saw three other reptilians approach from behind him. These beings not only appeared different but had a completely different energy. I somehow knew they were some of the “good” reptilians. They had come to offer this one the opportunity to heal. As I separated myself from him, I saw his confusion and was actually amazed when he stood and went with them willingly.
At this point Alaya asked me, “Are you willing to go deeper?” I was not only willing but eager. The intensity of rage and pain I had been experiencing was powerful motivation to heal the inciting incident. With Alaya’s guidance – “Go to where this first started” – I went even deeper into trance. Glimpses of other incidents in different incarnations flashed past. My awareness paused briefly at a scene in the Middle Ages in which I was hugely pregnant and straining to pull a plow through a muddy field, but I was swept past that experience further into the “past.” When the flow stopped, this is where I was and what I experienced:
I am Lyran. I was there when the infiltration of the negative entities first began on our planet and when we first began to sense the discordant energy. They were so powerfully cloaked that it took a while for even the Adepts to recognize the danger. Eventually our cadre of adepts foresaw the attack and ultimate destruction of our beautiful reality. By then it was too late.
There were 24 of us who launched on an emergency craft right before Lyra vaporized, but we got caught in storms of violent energy that tossed us around like a toy boat in a hurricane. They caught us. We were five men and 19 women. The men quickly disappeared. The women were kept for breeding experiments, though perhaps I thought that because I was. I never saw anyone else again.
I did not copulate with the Reptilians. They’re about 8 feet tall, these ones who destroyed Lyra. That would have destroyed me, and I guess I was valuable enough as an experiment that they wanted me alive. I was artificially inseminated with their reptilian semen. I felt the flash when my egg was penetrated and knew I had to work powerful magic or I would not survive the gestation and birth of this new form of being. I was able to do this through love, intention, visualization and energy work, because I knew that only Love could bring about the physiological, emotional and spiritual changes needed for me to live.
I ultimately bore four hybrid children: three males and one female. The firstborn was male and thrived. My second hybrid child was female, and her human DNA dominated, which proved to be a weakness. She died. But as she died in my arms, I was able to capture much of her soul essence and reintegrate it into the warp and woof of my own soul. (I did not know this until later in the session, and actually, Alaya sensed it first, at which time I felt it, too. She is still part of me.) I subsequently gave birth to two more males. I did not get to see them develop, because they were taken from me at four years old. Grief upon grief upon grief. The destruction of my beloved Lyra. The loss of all my species. The imposed servitude as a breeder. The loss of my children. I did not want to live. I ran out into the desert, the habitat the reptilians favor, but they caught me again. This time, mercifully, they cut off my head.
At this point in the session I wept uncontrollably. I wailed and sobbed, pain pouring not from my mind but from my entire body, my entire essence. I will be forever grateful to Alaya, for without her constancy and love, I could not have endured the revelation of this experience. As the original outpouring of pain ebbed, I sensed the presence of the three beneficent reptilians waiting patiently to be noticed. It was actually Alaya’s comment – “They are still here” – that drew my attention to them. Then I knew that these were my sons, or their offspring, all these eons later. They acknowledge dme as Founding Mother and told me that there are many of them who have worked diligently on behalf of humankind through many cycles of history. In the current Alliance working to dismantle the false matrix and the human institutions that have served it, there are many descendants. The beneficent reptilians are greatly outnumbered by the others, but they exist, and they make a positive difference for humanity and Earth.
As Alaya and I closed our session, I felt lighter – and also that I have been launched into a pivotal passage of this incarnation and my service to Earth and species. My field felt chaotic and my body strong but unstable. After Alaya went home, I went straight to bed and lay there with the light on as I continued to commune with the three beings. They told me their names – Abel, Abdul, and Azra. Their sister is Lyril. They are here with me now as I record this experience.
This is not fiction. I have reorganized the details that I first dictated into the Notes section of my phone because I did not have the energy or focus to write either by hand or on computer. I have written it like a story to convey the intensity of my experience and to help anyone reading this feel the truth. I know I am not unique in this. How many times have we heard, “Remember who you are,” because so much of humanness has been suppressed and blocked. Now, at this crucial time in the evolution of all life, we must remember. We must reclaim the abilities we didn’t know we have in order to transcend the pain and suffering of lower density life and to ascend into a higher octave of creation. We are already doing it, and together, with love such as I experience with Alaya, we continue to release and renew.
I have been told that it is of the utmost important that I share this experience, regardless of how the information is received. I ask that Divine Source and all benevolent allies draw to it all who are awakening to their own stories and to the pivotal time in which we live. I have also been told that more information will be forthcoming and that I am to share that as well. I surrender to this process. Guidance says that I will be shown in what manner to present the information. For now, it is enough to have captured the information.
Barbara Snow
July 25, 2023
