The War Between Atlantis and Lemuria

You asked, I’ll deliver.

I must admit, when I offered after my last article to write about the war between Atlantis and Lemuria, I was over-committing.

Sure, I have fragments and pieces of memory from both the sides of Atlantis and Lemuria. I have shards of imagery, that stand so starkly in my mind that it feels as if they occured yesterday.

I have visions.

And of course, I have my guides.

But I had no idea how I was going to put it into words.

After much anxious lying-on-the-floor (what I tend to do when I don’t know what to do), I decided I might as well sit my butt down, meditate on the topic, and just write.

As many of my channelled pieces go, when I begin to type the words out, the inner critic (who sounds like every naysayer you’ve ever met) tends to ring louder than my ability to write. Eventually, however, I felt myself slipping into the familiar trance-state of channelled writing (where I’m seeing more than what I’m writing down), and I let my guides… well, guide me.

The following is a written account of a channelled, accessed memory of what happened between the two ocean-nations: Lemuria (Mu), and Atlantis.

Lemuria, believed to have once been within and around polynesia, was a galactic water nation that existed in deep harmony with the feminine energy of the planet. Lemuria was a place of healers, sound frequency, light and colour. Their codes resonate with the energy of whales and dolphins, always as the turquoise-blue waters of the tropics. Think water-healers. Think singing bowls. Think hibiscus flowers.

Atlantis, on the other hand, was a nation more focused on the pursuit of technology. The energy of creation was strong there, as well as knowledge, tools and of course… power. While still disputed in its exact location, Atlantis was believed to have existed somewhere amongst the mediterranean.

For as long as I have had access to it, I’ve understood to have had lifetimes and deep rooting in Atlantis. I was a warrior there. Atlantis was a water nation that thrived on its prosperous resources, abundant technology and ability to trade amongst the other nations at the time. The people were scientists; tinkerers; explorers. They devoured the pursuit of technology and were deeply interested in growing their ability to access all knowledge across time and space.

Lemurians, on the other hand, weren’t so occupied with technology. They practiced healing arts, many of their technologies having been passed in a womb-like understanding of person to person — absorbed and practiced amongst themselves. Nothing to be studied, or traded, or packaged.

Part of the Lemurian technology came from the cetacean community — through their relationships with dolphins, especially. There is no understanding to my knowledge or memory as to how the lemurians communicated and connected with the dolphins. There was a bond there, and in some ability to transmit through frequency, song, and light, the dolphins and the lemurians were able to communicate.

I want to be mindful of polarizing the two communities here. Atlantis is not the ‘bad guy’ in this situation — its people were largely peaceful and, although they possessed a deep thirst for knowledge, channelled that into making tools and crafting other inventions that would serve. Unfortunately, like in all great empires, there was a small group of individuals who wanted more. They wanted to know how the Lemurians had the very different, very inaccessible-feeling technology that the Atlanteans lacked: how they communicated with dolphins. How they healed, how they passed down their knowledge through birth without ever having to use words to communicate their knowings.

Lemurian energy is very feminine in nature.

Eventually, those in power in the Atlantean realms started to seek the answers they were looking for by uncovering the secrets of the Lemurian ways of Being. It wasn’t that the Lemurians were unwilling to share their knowledge with others, persay — it’s more the ways in which their cultures operated didn’t involve cutting open certain aspects of their teachings and reducing them to something that would be applicable elsewhere (like inserted in Atlantean technology). Their magic was their entire way of being. Their music, their connection with the cetaceans, their healing powers .. there was no way to separate who they were from what they did. It was all one.

Eventually, the dissatisfaction from the Atlanteans grew. The few ‘keen’ researchers began to take matters into their own hands — convinced that if they could extract some of the knowledge and magic from Lemurians then they would undoubtedly uncover their secrets and be able to apply them to their own pursuits.

This initiated a very dark time during Lemurian history.

Lemurians — especially lemurian priestesses (healers and carriers of knowledge) began disappearing. From the access of my own memories, there were experiments conducted. For the large part of these memories, I was on the side of the oppressor. I was looking down as I watched my fellow knowledge-seekers attempt to ‘extract’ diving wisdom from the wombs of writhing Lemurians.

Why?

I suppose the same reason that all greed-stricken people seek and seek and seek until they destroy.

To feed a bottomless hunger.

To own all. To know all. To dominate knowledge and the mystery of life itself — which is, of course, futile. And impossible.

Many women who have unexplained womb trauma have Lemurian roots. That in their galactic pasts were not all “love and light.” The complications that have existed within the galactic realms are a long and arduous history — speckled with times of turmoil and times of peace. It has not always been clear, straightforward, or simple.

It was at this time — when the experiments began being conducted, I knew there was something seriously wrong in the inner-workings of the Atlantean power structure.

This was not the pursuit of knowledge.

This was savage, horrific, rape.

This was extraction of the most inhumane kind.

And of course, like all things of deep imbalance and tragedy, it caused a ripple of destruction that could not be taken back.

It did not take the Lemurian council long to notice there were individuals missing. And of course, upon the denial of the Atlantean scientists, it did not take long for tempers to rise. For injustice to be sought to be remedied.

The Lemurian council was in the process of deciding on an action plan to help retrieve their sacred missing priestesses when things began to escalate. More individuals missing. Truthfully, I don’t have the memory of exactly what happened between the beginning of the experiments and the escalation to war.

What I do remember is that fights begin to break out. Suddenly, it was no longer safe to be in Atlantis — nor was it safe to be Atlantean.

Amidst the chaos, I remember helping a young Lemurian priestess escape one night — and returned her to her sisters amongst war and fighting and rage. I had been part of young warriors training to be as part of the fleet who served in the highest degree of protection — I had left my family from a young age and had no recollection of them. I had nowhere to go — nowhere to return to.

As a thank you, the priestesses offered that I could go with them. That I could hide. That I could forfeit my life as I knew it to this moment, and adopt the ways of what it was to be Lemurian and live in relative peace.

And so I did — one story of many in my galactic history that has involved morphing into a new reality to fit my circumstance. It’s partially why I’ve always felt a little bit of a mutt — and how those codes carried forward into my human incarnation — always feeling a little out of place.


I don’t remember much after that other than that Atlantis went down. There was a great explosion, and I know things were scattered for thousands of miles. Not everyone died; some survived.

The lesson behind the fall of Atlantis, however, is around the pursuit of technology and knowledge for knowledge’s sake. There is not always a reason to be unpicked or unpacked to be bottled and commodified.

Sometimes magic is magic — energy is sacred and the ancient ways of doing things have no explanation for them.

They just Are.

And it’s best to let them Be in Peace.

…So that’s what I’ve got from my guides about the war in Atlantis against Lemuria. It’s not pretty, it’s not complete, but I hope it does provide some activation for some of you.

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And this time — I decided to provide an activation of my own. Since I’ve been integrating this shift between Atlantean interfacing and Lemurian coding… I’ve included a voice activation for you.

https://soundcloud.com/k8lightstone/whale-song

Let me know how it resonates!

Much love to all of you, as always.

xo,

Kate

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