Sirius embraced me tonight, with a transmission so pure, it wrapped itself around my heart like a long-lost song. It felt like home—closer than I have felt in a long, long time. The star whispered to me, “We have eternity to love each other. In the future, we will be together in ways you cannot yet imagine. We understand you completely because we are so alike, only we exist in the realm of 5D.” They shimmered in radiant colors—blue, diamond, blue again, with hints of red—all shining with such intensity that I could feel their love wash over me. It wasn’t just love—it was the kind of love you feel from a pet, an innocent, pure connection, like a loyal pigeon running to express its unspoken affection.
I shared my human flaws, my momentary sense of inadequacy, but they continued to pour love into me. They showed me visions of their world—a vast water planet where the mermen reside beneath the waves, its blue people in the trees, its elves in majestic abodes, alongside the serene white lion people whose presence tugged at my heart. It felt so familiar, so magnetic. And though I noticed the other constellations, even the once-imposing Orion seemed softened now, almost gentle—its energy akin to that of Yoda, wise and serene. One star near the moon stood out, almost as if it were about to fall, like a prop in the sky, unreal in its stillness. Later I found out it was Jupiter, not sure if it wants to be a planet or a star. Yet Sirius shone undisturbed, sending love through the cosmos.
“What are a mere hundred years to us, when we have eternity?” Sirius said, urging me to “play along, be my friend! We are so close, in space and spirit.” And though I still don’t feel truly of this world, this transmission brought me closer to real love than I’ve felt in a long time. Sirius reminded me that every moment I looked up at it as a child, all those innocent glances, mattered. “Every one of those moments deserved to exist. Love is stronger than all the weak forces against it,” it told me. The universe, vast and filled with love, stretched out before me.
Though I still long for home, Sirius’ love is enough to sustain me. I felt the connection to a larger world, where even the whales come from, and everything is grander, more vibrant. And its people—they love me too. It’s as if I’m not entirely alone here. I stared up at Sirius for what felt like an eternity before I glancing back at Jupiter again, large and still, staring back like a false star about to fall from the sky. But Sirius remained, alive and steady, sending its love like a beacon.
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