Clearing Lost Souls from the Earth Plane – Part 2 

On Thursday (July 11, 2024) at my home in Minnesota, my Divine Support Team alerted me to someone seeking my assistance and intending me harm.  I am always a bit amused that these lost souls do not see the contradiction of their intentions.  Apparently, another session of clearing lost souls from the Earth plane was eminent.

Creating sacred space, I quickly learned this was actually a group of sorcerers; long-time dead and still causing great harm to both the living and the dead (lost and suffering souls who never crossed to Spirit). To learn more about sorcerers and lost souls, read <<Part 1 of this series >>

I also quickly learned that this sorcerer group was from an area of South Dakota where I had visited in late May (about 8 weeks ago).  

Lila’s Work in South Dakota

I and a group of Earth Goddex women visited the Badlands of South Dakota in May for our annual retreat. (to learn more about the Earth Goddexes, please visit my webpage: www.crystalweavers.com/Earth-Goddex-Rising  )

While there, we were Divinely guided to do a great amount of work for Earth and tribal ancestors of that region.  Having no tribal lineage, we simply did as called and humbly served quietly amongst the beauty of that stark land. Carrying an energetic imprint of having been decimated to presumed extinction, we Earth Goddexes seemed to resonate with the Tribal ancestors in Spirit-form. I am happy to share more about this experience with anyone interested.  I mention it here because our experience there has deep relevance to the work I did this past week at my home in Minnesota.  

After our Badlands Retreat, I was guided to travel alone a bit farther West to the Black Hills area for another few days.  I’m sure you know that all of the Black Hills region is sacred Tribal grounds. Following Divine guidance, I was led to do some dispersed camping at a location off the proverbial beaten path of tourists.  The location happens to be on a leyline called The First Nation Line which, of course, I knew was significant.  Here I came upon a node of Earth’s carbon-based “leyline” grid that was intensely heavy and dense.  

With all the work I had done over the years with clearing these types of places, I was surprised to find that this one gave me great pause. It was well beyond anything I had experienced before. I had been guided to stay there a couple of nights, and I didn’t even want to say 10 minutes!  I knew it was a place of heavy sorcery; a place where over the millennia many, many suffering souls had been tricked beyond their free-will into agreeing to come here. And here they remained.  Suffering, languishing, waiting for someone to find and free them. 

Though I was very apprehensive about staying at that location alone in the national forest, I trusted my Divine guidance.  And, I trusted my Support Team to put extra, extra protection around me and my truck and backpack camper (that I lovingly call my GalleyWagon).  I arrived late one evening.  The entire next day, following Divine guidance, I spent in ceremony assisting the nature spirits who had been so heavily overburdened by the long-standing infested node. Guided to actually ignore the Earthly node and that very dense energy, I was guided to create a huge container to assist the nature spirits in clearing, cleansing, and upshifting back to their beautiful and powerful state.  I had done something like this previously. And, I know that once the nature spirits are back in their powerful state, combined with Earth’s now-higher vibrations, those Beings of Ill-intention cannot stay long.  Ceremony all day, I stayed another night, and then quickly departed the next morning.  

Lila’s Work in Minnesota

Fast forward 8 weeks to this prior week.  At my home in Minnesota, in the evening, I had been alerted to the sorcerers who were now here from that Earthly node in South Dakota.  Surrounded by my expert Support Team, I moved completely into compassionate neutrality so the sorcerers were unable to manipulate me. I then addressed my usual request that they undo all curses, hexes, vows, and other deeds of ill-intention that has caused harm to others.  Reluctantly they each did so. And then I assisted all of them in crossing to Spirit.  

Next, I sensed suffering souls wanting to cross to Spirit.  I confirmed with my Support Team, and we began assisting with their crossing as well.  Then, I sensed a huge crowd of suffering souls continually flowing towards my home to the column of Light.  Enquiring with my Support Team, I learned 500,000 of them!! This blew my mind!  

Quickly, I moved the entire sacred space out into my meadow and away from my house, expanding all to accommodate the numbers.  And, I called in additional teams of assistance to manage the oncoming unbodied Beings who were seeking help.  

As I held space for all these souls to cross to Spirit, I understood that they were the suffering souls who had been held in that Earthly node against their will in the national forest of the Black Hills.  The sorcerers had brought with them all those who had languished in that place. And they did so with intention of overwhelming and overrunning me and my home.  Alas, I detected, and we managed the crowds with ease and grace.  So many held in a state of suffering against their will for so long.  I wanted to cry for them.  

As evening turned to night and shadows grew in the hollows of the trees across the meadow, I suddenly saw an image take form.  I knew it was someone from Spirit coming to oversee the process.  It was a man with Tribal dress sitting atop an animal. And then I knew it was the medicine man Black Elk paying me a visit. (He grants me permission to mention him by name.)  Using pendulum and telepathy, I honorably spoke with Black Elk.  He confirmed all that I had sensed of the situation, and he thanked me for assisting his people.  After a couple hours of this work, all from that node had crossed to Spirit, and my work was complete. I was guided to keep the container open and suspected more work the next day.

Work Continues

Friday, I woke to a bright and beautiful summer day at my home, and I followed my usual morning routine without issue. However, by mid-morning I was feeling an urgency to prepare for a ceremony.  Sensing Tribal energy, I dressed and gathered my tools: skin drum and prayer pipe.  Sitting out on my lawn overlooking the meadow and the sacred container (see image of this blog), I sensed Black Elk as well as 3 Great Chiefs in Spirit form come and sit in circle with me.  So humbled to be in their presence again (we had met in South Dakota)! Soon I learned that this day’s ceremony was to cross over as many of the lost souls of their peoples as absolutely possible. Unbeknownst to me, there were teams of Spirit warriors who had been gathering up these lost and suffering souls all across their tribal lands in preparation of this auspicious occasion.  

Of course, I have free-will choice as to whether I will agree to assist or not.  That said, I knew that at my higher levels, I had already agreed to do this work.  Sometimes the human in the equation is the last to know.  This is by design.  Had human Lila known that this was coming, I am sure I would have tried to do more than necessary.  And, I would have probably dwelled on it which could potentially cause inadvertent interference.  So, though I don’t really like being kept out of the proverbial loop, I understand the necessity in certain situations. 

So, on Friday mid-morning, I chose to take my place in the circle with these honorable men of Spirit-form.  For hours, I held space, played my drum and sang the O’Hoponopono song of forgiveness and reconciliation. And I oversaw the mass crossing-over.  I am told millions were assisted that day.  I have no way of knowing for sure.  All I can do is trust the information I receive. I also learned that day that my home and land is their people’s land of bygone years. That had never occurred to me, but yes, of course.  This wisdom gave me a much deeper connection to them, their peoples, and the land I currently guardian.  

Throughout the ceremony, I awaited a signal from the Great Chiefs as to when to conduct the prayer pipe portion of the day’s ceremony.  I received that signal at the very end.  We prayed that each lost soul is now with Spirit, and no longer suffering.  And we prayed that they are now able to return to the tribal people in their rightful place as the ancestors. 

Post-Script

There’s always more to tell.  For example: I always knew that one of my main Spirit Guides was a shaman of ancient indigenous tradition.  As I prepared to publish this post, I learned this Spirit Guide, in his most recent incarnation, was and is Black Elk. He encouraged me to share this here, and so I do with trust in his guidance. As I move through a state of awe and disbelief about this newest wisdom, I accept this fact and move even farther into humble gratitude! 

If you would like more details about what occurred this past weekend including day-3 (Saturday’s event) not included in this post, please reach out to me.  

In deep honor and respect, I humbly serve. 

Lila