Atlantis, dolphin midwives, stars & blood mysteries
A spiritual research paper or just my recent revelations awakened by ancestral soil:
a rabbit hole of magic & remembrance
The other day Zin asked me if I knew about ‘dolphin assisted births.’ I was focused on something else in the other room and don’t remember if I even replied. But as things do, it imprinted in my memory. 2 nights later, I was studying the book ‘The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life’ and was led to a page I’ve never read before. (I’ve had this book for about 10 years.) The section was called: Underwater Birthing & Dolphin Midwives.
I have always felt a strong connection to dolphins. Living in the Pacific islands, I felt immense jealousy of friends posting epic videos swimming with dolphins. In 3.5 years of living there, I was never quite gifted that experience. I did however grow up in Florida where I watched them feed a few feet from the shore during sunsets quite often. Anyways, it was this contentment/lack polarity I had felt about the dolphins until recently.
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Since enduring the first (real) winter of my life, I have a newly humbled appreciation for the warm sea when the season ripens the temperature. In my beach visits lately, I’ve felt an intuitive calling to float in the water with my eyes closed as long as I can. Keeping the eyes closed, not looking up to see if I’m drifting away or if my bag is still on the beach and just devotionally floating.
In this water meditation with my whole body submerged besides my face, I feel a rush of energy, emotion, presence… of the oceans penetrating my being & awakening the coding in my blood & cells- Lemurian & Atlantean memories, the wisdom of the other-dimensional creatures beneath the surface, flashes of the lives I’ve lived in other forms, our stellar ancestors.
In this liminal prayer field I welcome the activation of dormant memories and wisdom, insights and guidance. As I hear the gentle waves spilling over the sand and rubbing the pebbles together, I feel the realization of how the dolphins have been appearing strongly through synchronicity. Zin’s comment about birthing with dolphins, the chapter of the book on the same topic, the guidance to meditate in the waters & connect with the psychic field of these creatures- and boom, it hit like a rain drop falling on the center of my head.
I was 12 years old. I had just ridden my bike home after spending the day with the neighborhood girls at the aquarium in my childhood beach town. I felt strange that day, it was extra sweaty and I felt a bit faint. Once home and having a bathroom wash-up, I was mortified. My teenage panties were soaked in blood. What’s happening??
After rubbing my fingers in it for a moment, I shyly approached my mother in the kitchen, with my bloody secret in hand. She investigated the sopping panties as I was stunned with embarrassment, discomfort, excitement and curiosity. “Yup, that’s your period!”
My dad seemed worried. Anxious. Protective. Like “you know what that means” kinda pissed demeanor. I didn’t know that officiated my ability to become pregnant, but apparently that was the only thing my father was concerned about, even though he had a stable boy prevention around me with his sarcastic death threats.
As I floated in the water today for my ocean prayer (that I intend to have every day until I can no longer bare the water temperature) I realized the correlation between this all: I had spent the day of my first period… with the dolphins! (at the aquarium)
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In my past 24 hours of discovery, paired with the confirmation of my common sense, the dolphins emanate healing frequencies that not only upgrade our cells, but activate dormant intelligence, bringing more of the brain and body’s innate wisdom online. When the dolphins ‘scan’ a pregnant woman or assist her birth, the incoming baby is intercepted of birth and gravity trauma, and not only are more able to keep their past life memories in tact, but to receive the cosmic coding of the dolphins upon their entrance into this realm- binding them to the supernatural, primordial magic of the water element, but also to their star home. Here’s an incredible article I found today during research, if this topic intrigues you.
My menstrual rite of passage wasn’t treated in the holiness it deserves, but almost 18 years later, I realize the perfect beauty of it all. I spent the first day of my bleed in the presence of dolphins. It feels more than coincidence.
What’s the big deal? The story continues. The blood mysteries have been a forefront aspect of my life in the past 5 years as I’ve unlearned the ways my mothers treated their bleeds, and what precious potential awaits us when we bleed in reverence to our womb and body’s intelligence.
Not only this, but look at the most prominent symbol of my ancestors. These dolphins are painted in the throne room of Knossos Palace, the sacred ruins of the Minoans (& many other sites)- the mysterious, otherworldly predecessors of the Cretan people. Why? I believe the Minoan civilization was an extension of Atlantis. They had intact multidimensional intelligence and therefore anchored the wisdom of the waters and stars. I understand and feel the dolphins (& whales) to be emissaries of Sirius and the Pleiades. This is shown all throughout the mystic traditions of the world, especially Africa & the Mediterranean, specifically ancient Greece & Egypt.
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Well, the Minoan empire was in strong alliance with the magnificence of Ancient Egypt- not just the Pharaoh times but much before. This image from Egypt shows Minoans bringing offerings. Modern archaeology distorted by patriarchal, religious dogma says the bull (worshiped in ancient Crete) was some evil cult creature, but I have uncovered to actually be a symbol of the Pleiades. The horns of Egypt are representative of Hathor- the cow goddess mother of fertility, art, music, dance, who is an emanation of the Pleiades. It’s nothing less in Crete. The horns represent the uterus. Ancient Crete was a Matriarchal society, as Atlantean times venerated the Mother Goddess and honored all life in circular leadership where woman held great power because of their superpower and ability to create life.
All this to say: through my menstrual blood and awakening memories in ancient Egypt, I’ve been led to my motherland and been de-coding the very and intentionally mistranslated and misrepresented Minoan wisdom. It was a peaceful culture that had no trace of war- where life was focused around nature’s cyclical rhythms, art, celebration and rich magic/traditions.
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In the connecting of the cosmic dots, I realize: this is my life’s mission. To translate the obviously subtle mysteries with the intelligence of my heart. To piece together the fragments of memories to harness the wisdom I’ve spent lifetimes acquiring.
This is what my retreats here in Crete are devoted to. Joining us for 10 days of deeply intimate in-person communion with this ancient island, her ancestors, the awakening wisdom of your holy body is a life activation that can’t be reversed. It’s becoming awake within the dream. Permanently imprinting your reality with a constant state of awareness, prayer, communication and freedom. It’s where we find self responsibility and awaken to the thought created reality we’re cultivating with spirit.
The final spaces await the sisters who feel the resonance with these mysteries pulsing through their blood & bones. Atlantis, the dolphins, water, stars & blood. Explore all the details here. My excitement for this year’s gathering cannot be expressed with words. A magnificent pilgrimage in primal luxury.
I hope my rabbit hole journey inspired some remembrance for you.
Thank you for existing and for your participation in the great remembrance & restoration of love on this planet.
with love,
Paulina Melissas
