Crop Circles Echo Interdimensional Visitor’s Ancient Message

Ancient Imagery Arrives in Crop Circles of 2015. Clearbury Ring. Image: Nyako Nakar

Ancient Imagery Arrives in Crop Circles of 2015. Clearbury Ring. Image: Nyako Nakar

All summer I’ve been reliving the night some twenty years ago when I was stirred from sleep by an indescribably beautiful voice speaking an ancient, sacral language.  Instantly I sat up, wide awake, face to face with a being I can only describe as a goddess.

That she was present was crystal clear, though I couldn’t see her through the pitch black.  She enunciated her words precisely, in a distinct syntax, as though I should understand everything she said.  Indeed I felt I should try.  I stared through the dark toward her, focussing on her message – which was a bit of a challenge since I was also fully aware I was in the presence of an apparently interdimensional being of timeless power and grace.

Her intonation went on for some seconds until her message came to a close and she was gone.  With only the sound of my breath in the dark, I replayed what had just happened and tried to hold on to her words even as they began to scatter like so many birds.  By the time I’d found the lamp and then a pen all I had were the last three syllables she spoke.

I wrote them UR.BAE.HEE.

It’s hard to describe how I felt at that moment, having just met an otherworldly being – not in a dream or a hypnagogic state, but while I was entirely conscious and awake.  Clearly it was my charge to understand what she said, but I had little to work with – especially without having seen her.

An explication of all the clues I’ve found encoded in just the syllables ur bae hee might take volumes, but what’s most important right now is that after two decades I’ve finally translated them.  After scouring complicated lexicons for hours upon hours, I now know the goddess spoke Sumerian, and that I heard her say the words Ur bahiy.  She had closed her message with a reference to the brilliant, shining city of Ur.

Though I still don’t know for sure who she was, I have to wonder what her association might be with the Sumerian goddess Inanna who was lavishly memorialised at Ur,  or with the possible demigoddess Puabi, whose remains were unearthed at Ur in the last century having lain undisturbed in the Royal Tombs for 4600 years.

Whoever she was, the crop circles of 2015 are speaking the same language.

Canaanite pectoral, from Uluburun, Turkey shipwreck, circa 1400 BC

Canaanite pectoral, from Uluburun, Turkey shipwreck, circa 1400 BC

UPCOMING:  From the star-and-ray designs at Newton Barrow and Clearbury Ring to the winged disk at Hampton Lucy and the goddess imagery at Hoo Mill, the 2015 crop circles affirm that the ancients are back, and you can bet they have much more to say.


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10 Responses to “Crop Circles Echo Interdimensional Visitor’s Ancient Message”

  1. Eugene Ray says:

    Hello Stace, thanks for your profound posting.
    A synchronicity I can point out relates to UR .
    Gideon UR was my original webmaster (2006)
    Your vision & references are very impressive !
    I shall post on my Facbook Page , Thankyou

    Are you familiar with “The Blue Avians” & the
    100 Spheres they are said to have arrived to
    Our Solar System in ? Google / David Wilcock

    Best Wishes. Eugene Ray

  2. Stace says:

    Interesting synchronicity…we’re on the same wavelength, as usual. However, no, I’m not familiar with “Blue Avians”or the 100 spheres. I’ve seen enough spherical UFOs that I should check into it though. Always open to new insights. Thanks, Gene -Stace

  3. Ron Russell says:

    Interesting visitation for sure. Life is never quite the same when a great spirit is in your space.

    Please check out GAIAM TV, and look for Cosmic Disclosure with David Wilcock. The first two episodes are free. Corey Goode is a deep whistle-blower with tons of valuable information. These disclosure efforts are vitally important to humanity which has been lulled asleep.

  4. Hi Stace…long time, no see. I know, where have I been? Long story but we always return home, don’t we. Love this post…I’ve always been fascinated by hearing disembodied voices, not associated with schizophrenia or course. When I was going to school in Florida, I would often fall asleep to The Cars album, Heartbeat City. One night as I was laying in bed just thinking about the events of the day, I distinctly heard someone speak into my left ear…”I hate the Cars.” I did have two roommates who were asleep at the time in their beds but this voice was right up next to me, almost in my head, and was not the voice of my roommates. All this time I assumed I pissed off my Guardian Angel. Maybe I did. Another time I fell asleep on lounge with my girlfriend, outside next to her pool. I remember hearing this voice and this language I couldn’t identify and actually woke to myself speaking a language which I had never heard before and while I felt like I knew what I was saying, as I awoke I was completely flabbergasted by what had come out of my mouth and all recognition to what I might have been saying was gone. I know, not completely the same as your experience but interesting nonetheless and since it’s been so long since I’ve posted here, I thought I’d share. Hope all is well my friend.

  5. Stace says:

    Compelling comment, Steve. I laughed out loud when reading about your guardian angel – no worries, your angel’s still around, right? I believe most people have similar unique experiences without knowing what to do with them, so they pack it away and forget about it. This is partly why I want to share mine with the world, to let everyone know that we’re in this together, we all (from taxi drivers to scientists and artists) have the equipment we need to be in conscious contact with the cosmos.

  6. I’m still around and I’ve done some crazy stuff so I’m guessing my guardian angel hasn’t abandoned me yet. Haven’t spoke in tongues in some time however. I guess that’s about the only thing I could compare it too. Makes me wonder, has anyone ever tried to decipher what people are saying when they “supposedly” fall into a trance and start speaking in tongues? Makes you wonder how many of these people are actually channeling other beings and perhaps speaking languages once thought to be long dead. I know there is always a percentage who aren’t actually speaking any language and just uttering complete gibberish but then there are those who possibly are not. Perhaps a homework assignment for me tonight. Time to google cases of people talking in dead languages…I’m sure this will take on a religious tone once I start looking because it’s always assumed when someone starts speaking a different language that it’s either divinely inspired or a sure case of possession by demons. Be open minded Steve…stay focused…lol. Great, I’m already talking to myself and I haven’t even started yet.

  7. James says:

    The image in your post immediately reminded me of the ‘Vajra’… some images can be found here…

    A thunderbolt… unfortunately this is something I have some unusual connections to that I cant begin to go into here… but I was drawn back to your stuff from origami and folding a twenty dollar bill into an image of the towers… such an improbable coincidence. If you take the 20 dollar bill as it looked in 1929 and fold it similarly it isn’t quite as impressive as the updated 2003 version.

    How totally absurd..! I was reading again- after a very long time- your very long comment to a post re synchronicity I had … well some 5 years ago… and thinking about that 20 dollar bill thing and the idea of synchronicity in general…

    I noticed your mention of Chomsky and wondered what specifically he might have said about language that you related to the crop circle phenom… and ‘encounters’ generally…

    The 20 dollar bill thing is a kind of synchronicity. I know we both have Mike’s “Hidden Experience” blog as a reference point… here is his coffee stain of the Pleiades constellation… again a synchronicity that seems to echo something important but its true nature seems either veiled or simply absurd and without meaning…

    I realized that you and I are both trying to understand stuff that’s happened to us … we have both been doing all this research driven by things that often seem to be on the edge of our ‘real’ life but again often seem to have something to do with more than our life… something more significant than just our life as we usually think of it…

    And then I went back and read that very long comment re your dragonfly sighting… and your post as well… all of it still quite interesting even at this distance…

    And then your voice… it reminded me of something I had read quite a long time ago from the poet Anita Sullivan. Here is a link

    It is really quite interesting. And there is the Hearing Voices Network too… but your experience was not simply a voice… I will leave you with a last link re my own searches and the connection with Vajra and the Tree of Life…

    Thanks Stace…

  8. James says:

    Finally I took the plunge and am beginning your “Pilgrim”…

    …Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery,
    like the idle, curved tunnels of leaf miners on the face of a
    leaf. We must somehow take a wider view, look at the whole
    landscape, really see it, and describe what’s going on here. Then
    we can at least wail the right question into the swaddling band
    of darkness, or, if it comes to that, choir the proper praise.

    At the time of Lewis and Clark, setting the prairies on fire was
    a well-known signal that meant, “Come down to the water.” It
    was an extravagant gesture, but we can’t do less. If the landscape
    reveals one certainty, it is that the extravagant gesture is the very
    stuff of creation. After the one extravagant gesture of creation in
    the first place, the universe has continued to deal exclusively in
    extravagances, flinging intricacies and colossi down aeons of
    emptiness, heaping profusions on profligacies with ever-fresh
    vigor. The whole show has been on fire from the word go. I come
    down to the water to cool my eyes. But everywhere I look I see
    fire; that which isn’t flint is tinder, and the whole world sparks
    and flames.



  9. James says:

    And there is this from “Pilgrim” too which has to do with seeing anything extraordinary including dragonflies and ufos, a lesson in the art of seeing:

    My eyes account for less than one percent of the weight of my head; I’m bony and dense; I see what I expect. I once spent a full three minutes looking
    at a bullfrog that was so unexpectedly large I couldn’t see it even though a dozen enthusiastic campers were shouting directions.

    Finally I asked, “What color am I looking for?” and a fellow said,
    “Green.” When at last I picked out the frog, I saw what painters
    are up against: the thing wasn’t green at all, but the color of wet
    hickory bark.

    The lover can see, and the knowledgeable…

  10. Stace says:

    Thanks James! Mike’s Pleiades coffee stains are quite clearly synchronicity of the highest order. Those that are true communication – so unlikely that they must be seen as “arranged coincidence” and/or an interdimensional slip – always speak to something that is of deep interest to us personally. All the Pleiades synchronicities that have guided me all along are high magnitude, and validate the communications coming through in crop circles. It’s no surprise Mike would have a Pleiades synch as well, considering he and I have had similar and overlapping crop circle synchronicities. Mike and I have had similar ET encounters, and we also met at the Teton crop circle and share a line in the FMA map. Dillard’s book synchronicity has multiple resonances, including the word pilgrim itself, referring to “one on a quest for the sacred.” Crop circles and the communication we’re getting certainly is sacred. Last summer when I was processing a lot of communication I was thinking of the how crop circles are sacred work, and doing the Guardian UK’s daily crossword puzzle when I find two words of directly pointed meaning to all of this in a puzzle synchronicity: the intersection of the words sacred and tractor. (You can check out the archive at the Guardian for 18 September 2014.) The Inman tractor, from Latin “to pull”, i.e., the pulling in of the waves to manifest synchronicity – another confirmation. We are pulling in these co-created synchronicities so that we can consciously communicate with Other Intelligence despite the popular notion that interdimensional communication is impossible.

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