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Date: 11:13 pm  Tue Mar 1, 1994        Number : 30 of 41
From: Francesca Thoman                 Base   : Dreams,Pastlives & Reincar
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ELFDOM, UFOS, AND DREAMS:
AN INTERVIEW WITH LALDON HANN, WOODS-ELF

OBEHON: Thank you, Laldon, for coming forward, and consenting to
speak with us, and giving us your name.

LALDON HANN: It is my pleasure. This is an interesting
experiment. As the channel has been working with both UFOan and
Elfan energies, she can attempt the crossover of information as
few others can. And you, Mother Wiccan, had more to do with our
kind than you you were aware of then in Bath.

O: I know that now! Heavens, you are a more prolific race than I
imagined.

LH: 'Prolific' is not quite the word. Say rather that we manifest
according to need. Need, intent, and permission, I should say.
We're here to work with What Is. As What Is changes, so do we
change. But we are also not only capable, but willing, to work
with human intention, in whichever direction it tends.

O: Before we begin, it might be good for our readers to hear a
little about who you are.

LH: I'm between assignments, as it were, which allows me the free
time to speak. Since Human beings are fond of images to speak
with, and aren't too comfortable with formless informants, you
can imagine me as about six feet tall, with skin that looks like
black wood, a narrow frame (rather like the trees I used to take
care of), and rather bushy long hair the color of lichen, a pale
gray green. Yes, I like that image. Also, white eyes, like
moonstones. It isn't anything as I look like to my associates,
but it'll do for a working image for our readers now.

I said I was between assignments. Now, for nearly all Elfans,
their "assignments" are given according to preferences,
preferences both of the Elfans and those they protect (which
includes "inanimate objects" and other living systems such as
stones, stars, and the like.). The assignments are given for
life. Note, we do not age as you do. Age for us is not a function
of time, it is a function of the attenuation of our creative
intention. We "die" when we get tired of what we're doing. We can
also "die" when what we are caring for is killed, such as a
forest, or a herd or species of animals. (I put "die" in quotes
here because we understand more intimately than Human Beings that
death is only a change of function and form.)

For myself, I am a Woods-elf, the caretaker of a certain wood. I
am there to give a sense of "woods-ness" to the trees, to bind
them together into their sense of being an interactive organism
in separate parts, allowing incomers and outgoers, the animals
and people and other entities. Many of my trees have been killed
now, which is What Is, so I do not do more than grieve. I am not
bitter. But, those trees that have been left have changed their
character; or rather, the nature of the place has changed, so it
needs another Elf than I to watch over it. A line of trees in an
English countryside, dividing one field from another, is a very
different entity than a stand of mature woods.

O: I'm very sad that this has changed for you.

LH: Please understand, it is not the changes which distress us,
though it can be a strain. It is not even the unconsciousness
with which Human Beings act, though that is a source of distress
for the planet Herself. She wants you to be awake, She wants you
to participate in Her reality intentionally. But until you give
yourselves permission to accept Her as a living being in Her Self
again, this seems impossibly far off, and at the same time can
happen in an instant.

No, it is not the change, nor even the selfish intentions with
which you Humans accomplish your mayhem in so many places. It is
the lovelessness. Only those who are far from love do not
perceive the full consequences of their actions. Love brings you
into a sense of the whole. It is wide enough, strong enough, and
deep enough to see all sides, to see all realms. Your
lovelessness distresses us, both in a personal way (with some of
us more than others, true), and functionally, in the nature of
the changes you make in What Is.

So it is that the UFOans and the Elfans both have sought out
those who are tolerant enough to consider taking us on as genuine
friends, in however a limited fashion. (Even those "Let's wait
for the Space Brothers to fly in next Thursday on the Bald Hill
and save us from the consequences of our own actions!" stripe of
contactee provide an area of love, an area of common resonance,
between Humans and Ufoans.)

So, I am waiting for the next area of action to open up for me.
This kind of communication itself has its own interest, though
it's not on anywhere near a broad a scale as I'm used to acting
in, so it's only a sidelight. My forest was originally some 80
acres, with several old hardwoods, near the border between
Germany and France. For you, that forest was cleared some fifty
or more years ago, but for me, it is still in my present moment.
I have just left it.

O: So this was done during the Second World War?

LH: No, just before. Some for housing, some for crops, some for
burning. So it goes. We Elfans were many of us "re-arranged" by
that War, and we had to adapt to the changes more quickly than we
were used to doing.

As we are ourselves agents of both change and stability, we
involved ourselves rather willy-nilly into Human affairs (as did
the UFOans) more directly than usual in the War, because of the
great strain and stress which disturbed so many living systems.
We had to act where we could, because so much was being
disturbed. Granted, we'd had some warning during the First World
War of the scope of unrestrained Human warfare, but you outdid
our broadest estimates. It was not only the war itself, but the
Reich's attempts to mold the Oldan energies to their short-minded
purposes. So you would perhaps be angry if I were to tell you
that there were elves working with Hitler and his cronies. Not to
add to the harm, I might add. That is abhorrent to us as it is to
you, perhaps more so. We helped a few Human Beings escape the
Holocausts, though we helped others get captured. It had to do
with their intent.

O: So if a double agent wanted to get captured, you would help
that happen, you mean?

LH: That was some of what we did. Some of us are not interested
in the affairs of Human Beings at all, and see humans as a
nuisance at best. But others of us find Human Beings interesting,
and some more interesting than others.

O: Why? And who?

LH: You might be surprised by some of our answers, because we do
not work according to logic. We help children, certainly. It's
easier to help those who are willing to have conversations with
us. We help gardeners, bricklayers, craftspeople of all kinds. We
help animal photographers; we also help car mechanics. We gave
you Human Beings your Iron Age because we found that metal at
once too malleable, and too unyielding.

Iron does not care how it is used, so it is too malleable. Iron
does not change state [its own effect of other consciousness] the
way other metals do, like copper especially, and also silver and
gold. That was one of the reasons why those three metals were so
valued in your earlier ages when you had more native wisdom.
Electrum was especially valued, the natural alloy of gold and
silver. A proper alloy of gold, copper and silver could have very
excellent properties in terms of their effects on the Human
nervous, physical, and psychic systems. The copper would change
its state into a healing vibration; the silver would change its
state into a psychic vibration, and the gold would bind or fix
the two into a whole symphony of effects. But you know, Mother
Wiccan, that this kind of knowledge was lost when the sorcerers
of the Wise were killed.

O: Yes. The smiths who worked iron were kept.

LH: But their craft was turned to war. Human Beings do tend to
broadcast the effects of their actions without counting the
consequences, don't they?

O: Yes. Is that what you are here to speak about? The limitations
of Human actions?

LH: Only peripherally, though there is so much to discuss! First,
your UFOs. Yes, most of the experiences you Human Beings have
with UFO occupants are actually in Out Of Body states -- extended
dreams, if you will. I'm not saying all, but most. In dreams, you
are used to allowing a greater reality to be presented, with
shifts of personality, time, place, and other factors, which
would unseat your sanity if you were to experience them in full
consciousness at this time. I will not digress too much into that
except to say that your waking world could be as malleable as
your dreams. In other words, it is  for an instance Humanly
possible to change your personalities, yes? You call it an
illness, now: multiple personality disorder. But it isn't a
disorder at all, it's a different order.

UFOs and their "drivers" (because there are most definitely real
beings in them) are not of our Elfan realm, but they often use
the old pathways to get into the Terran Human sphere of
influence. From their point of view, Earth is more like a layer
of water of a certain exact temperature in an ocean of thousands
of temperatures. They "swim" through these layers of reality
until they come to one they recognize.

Now, many of the UFOans have linked with Human Beings
intentionally, in friendship. There is a consonance of minds,
because there is a similarity of, for lack of better word,
intention. If you are one of those who are joined in such a state
of friendship, it is not that you and your UFO "partner" intend
to do the same things, but that you generally do them the same
way, for the same reasons. There is often a consonance of
character.

O: I gather that this kind of influence has been going on for
thousands of years.

LH: Yes, it varies in intensity and clarity, but there has been a
connection both to the Elfan and UFOan realms for as long as
Human Beings have been human. Which is a long time.

O: So why isn't the world a better place? Surely your wisdom and
insight, and the UFOans' larger perspective, would help us?

LH: It has and it is. Only your worst nightmares could begin to
describe the reality you might otherwise have. I say our help
"has" assisted you because we Elfans aren't much considered worth
talking to by the generality now. This does not bother us; in our
own times of relative visibility, we could be very choosy about
whom we would speak with also. But we have a lot of wisdom,
waiting to be offered.

And come to that, the world has been better than it is now, much
better. Just, not lately. So the UFOans stepped in. They have a
much greater affiliation with technology in the "nuts and bolts"
form (though they use neither) than we do. Elves, fairies, devas,
sprites, and the like, tend to work with living systems, like
trees, forests, whales, microbes.

A lot of the present-day Human technology is a great discomfort
for us. Not necessarily because we are anti-technological, but
because we can see the intention behind the created technology as
clearly as you Human Beings what color the thing is painted. It's
like working with chartreuse and puce stripes. Hurts the inner
eyes. So much of your technology is so unconsciously birthed that
is is dead. Not that it does not respond to your intentions, no.
But the consciousness of the things which you create is
tremendously limited because it was created with such a limited
understanding of effects.

That's why some of us have gritted our teeth and started working
with some of you in technology. It is a delicate balance. We do
not on the one hand want to aid you in the depraved purposes you
have found for your technology. But on the other hand, people who
work and concentrate on technology can spontaneously enter into
altered states of consciousness. So we can "find" them more
easily (they become more visible to us), and so we can work with
these.

At this time, it is only subtle effects that we can produce. And
sometimes the discomfort of our nearness which some Human Beings
feel  when they become peripherally aware of us is not
understood, and many drown the discomfort away with alcohol or
other drugs. So we are not always successful.

But your culture has been against us for so long, it's almost
gotten to the point of forgetting what it was against in the
first place. You've put "Satan" out there to be hated, not quite
remembering (emotionally, as this is clear in your intellectual
climate) that the hated "Satan" was the old ways, the ways which
included us. Ways which were threatening to that part of you
which wanted this dead, amoral technology. Ways which were
threatening to that part of Humanity which wanted to ignore the
consequences of actions upon the whole.

As I said above, I'm not bitter. There were long and deep
discussions about it all, even before your time, Mother Wiccan,
between the wise of your world and the wise of ours. In some
respects, the consequences of the choice towards using this dead
technology were graver than we imagined. That's why some of us
have had to scramble! (Our anxiety is some of what is actually
fueling the hyper-ecological groups such as Earth First!, though
that was not our intention. But once you Humans get an idea in
your heads, your explore it very, very thoroughly. We can't
always keep up.)

UFOans get around this whole difficulty of "dead," amoral
technology by "growing" their ships and other technologies in
living force-fields. They are very, very intentional with their
technology, because they can "see" as many levels of reality as
we do, though a little differently. They are automatically aware
of far more consequences, far more effects, that you Human Beings
generally are. They, too, have worked with us to varying degrees
over time, some more, and some less. In your time, Mother Obehon,
there was a withdrawing of the UFOans' interest both from Human
and Elfan affairs. Just prior to your century (the 16th), and a
few centuries after, there was more intense UFOan interest. In
your time, the Elves were very interested in what was going on!
But now, in this 20th and almost 21st century, there is a huge
amount of interest from the Elfan, Ufoan, and Dream realms.

O: Yes. I knew you would get to that! What are the Dream realms,
then, and how are they affecting Human Beings now?

LH: I need a few analogies here. The Dream Realms are like space,
or the air, but a living space, a living air. They are the
"ocean" of "temperatures" I spoke of earlier. Dreams really are
the substances of which physical reality is made, actually. It is
not, "We are such stuff of which Dreams are made," as, "Dreams
are the stuff out of which we are made."

This is why changing your beliefs about your reality can have so
much effect. Realities are "tried out" in dreams, whether the
waking dreams of intentional meditation, or the dreams of your
deeper physical sleep. As it is the medium through which Reality
is experienced, it is also the "backstage" of the multiplex
theater which you call reality.

You may imagine this theater as though there were a hundred
thousand stages all circled around a common center, with their
backs to one another, and the backstage being the common ground.
Those Human Beings, as well as Elves, who can either "drop
character" enough (through altered states) or who are already
working as the stage crew (discarnates, angels, many elves,
never-incarnated beings, and the like) can slip from one stage
into another.

True, you have to know what the nature of the play on the other
stage is, and that can be difficult. Within the context of the
analogy, that is what accounts for some of the "weirdness,"
especially in UFO encounters. It's information from another
illusion trying to communicate itself through your local
illusion, as it were. So there is often distortion. But, the same
way a stirring, emotional scene in a play can communicate its
emotional content whatever the props and trappings, the setting,
or the actors, so information with high emotional content can get
through from one stage to another.

In a sense, the emotional content itself allows the suspension of
disbelief necessary to allow an "out of place actor" or action to
fit into the ongoing play. This is one of the reasons why
incidents of "angelic help" and such occur, as well as some of
the UFO contacts.


Indeed, some of the UFO contacts appear to generate real terror,
not because that is the intention of those UFOans who are
contacting the Human Being, but because you are so used to
emotional content being necessary for such information to
translate from one play to another, that Human Beings are quite
capable of inventing the emotional content inappropriately.

O: In other words, this contact between realities often works
when you're scared, or in dire straits of some kind. So you
believe that you have to generate the fear or anxiety in order
for these experiences to occur.

LH: Exactly, though not universally. There are those, both in the
UFOan realm and in the Elfan realm, who are attached to the
effects of human terror. In other words, some of the UFOans have
an even more limited set of "belief" parameters than Human
Beings, and have to use Human terror to step outside of those
beliefs. They do not understand the consequences of their actions
in Human terms, which is what makes the situation so difficult.
But the "stage hands" are aware of the situation.

O: So when we put this all together, how do these three realms
relate, UfOans, Elfans, and the Realm of Dreams?

LH: In dreams you practice new realities, and give flexibility to
your own. We Elfans, and the UFOans, work with you, within the
flexible Dream Realities as well as in your physical reality, to
engender the desired effects. UFOans are separate beings from
ourselves; they are often (though not exclusively) of
extraterrestrial origin, while we are children of the Earth's
Dream. (Yes, your planet Dreams, too. She is Dreaming very
daringly now, attempting a Great Magic.) But both UfOans and
ourselves communicate with the Human realm in similar ways, and
so often "feel" very similar to Human Beings who encounter us.

O: Can we Human Beings shape our dreams in accord with healing
the planet?

LH: Of absolute certainty. And this is our next topic, "Earth
Healing," for the next newsletter. My pleasure to speak with you
all!

O: Ours, too. Thank you, Laldon Hann!

Obehon


READER'S QUESTION:
"WHAT DOES MOZART HAVE TO SAY ON 'THE ARTISTIC QUANDARY?'"

Gott in Himmel, this is a big contrast, one topic to another! And
yet not so very huge, as so many think of me as a mischievous Elf
myself.

Yes, this is Mozart, or a fragment of his World View, if you
prefer. I prefer to go where I will, even if it means startling
some by coming back personally in all my little glory. It is true
that nearly all of us take on and take off with personalities as
freely as we did our coats and galoshes, but our world views are
like our underwear. We have to scrape off a few more layers, and
be among friends, to display them. But the results of such
vulnerability can be much more delightful than just playing with
the overcoats. In short, being in my own World View I own the
whole museum (refer to Jane Roberts [for her analogy of the
worldview as a museum of living pictures]). I can visit one
gallery or another, and realize which one of me painted which
picture, and why. It's grand fun, and I wouldn't have missed it
for dying.

Obehon and her Circle have been making me most welcome (with only
English Tea and Cakes, never mind any dirty little thoughts that
mud their ways through any of your grubby minds). So at the risk
of mooning you with my sentimentality, I'll show you my
underwear, and hope it all came out white in the wash.

Now, not to put too much giggle into the glissandos, but artits
(oops, artists) are always in a quandary. Else why do we
overreact so? We are never able to write what we see in our minds
and hearts, and the grief of that drives us all a little mad. You
will never find an artist who is really pleased with his or her
work, and if you do, it's because they have the genuine humility
enough to realize that what they've gotten was a gift, and that
they've only stayed still long enough to "get" it delivered. So
we're always short of our own desires, whatever the public
thinks.

The public, too, is a fickle bastard bitch. Most of the time it
has no idea what it wants, so it depends on us to tell it. When
it catches on that that is what is happening, it huffs up its
dignity and blames us for its own confusion between its cranial
and nether regions. No respect! When the public is your lover,
she's sweet indeed. But when you step outside what she wants, she
can shit all over you, and be proud of it.

Of course I'm not bitter, either. (Yes, I've been listening to a
little of the above discussion. The two articles have been
conveniently written in the same afternoon, which lets me get a
better grab on them than I might otherwise.) There is so much
real healing here in Heaven that bitterness can be forgotten by
anyone who hasn't gotten an addiction to it. But I would say, for
the purposes of answering the question, that the artist's
greatest quandary is Love.

It certainly was mine. I don't mean my childish pranks and
scatologies with words. I mean the quandary of Doing our Love for
the love of several loves and lovers.

My father was one of my loves and lovers. (No, of course, not
THAT way.) Your delightful movie of "Amadeus" was right in
showing his great effect on me. It was he for whom I wrote my
music, whether I willed or no, because I loved him. My love was
also for the fame, the play, the color and noise of public
attention, so because I loved him I pursued that love with him.
My soul's real love was music, and I loved him for that. He
taught me to see music the way I would see a sunrise or a flower,
visibly, literally, not in any words, but by demanding that I see
it with the same intensity with which he gave me permission to
see it.

So here was I, this gentle elf, caught in a hold so relentless,
and yet so cushioned with beauty, with longing, and with the
power of my own creativity, that those times when I tried to
escape the trap, it was as though my own soul, my music, worked
against me. My disastrous solo tour in England is an example,
when I tried to cut free of my father's visions. I could not.

I failed there, using up money like piss. I had to return to him,
out of the several loves, out of the several debts I felt my love
owed him, when in reality I owed him nothing at all. Even if all
he gave me, my training, my concert tours, the very structure of
my life, was not a gift, it would never have been his to ask me
to owe him a return. I've learned this now. I wanted to learn it
then, but I did not know how. His love was too precious, and too
dearly bought.

My wife, many believe, was a simpleton, and helped destroy me.
Ah, well. We can always see our own ass in a mirror, if we look
behind us at the right time. She was one whose love did not cost
me the same coin I had already spent, so I took healing pleasure
with her. That was why.

The artistic quandary of the artist facing his patrons and his
public? It is simple. As long as you think creativity is separate
from life, then it is a quandary. What I am saying is, that as
long as you think that being creative is special and holy and
wonderful, instead of merely a part of the human condition, then
you can get huffy about my scatological play. Then you can feel
sorry for me when I had to do what the patron wanted, and depend
on him for my livelihood.

Actually, these cultural limitations on creativity are are but
interim measures. You do not believe it yet, but there is another
world in the making. This world sees beauty as normal, so it will
be full of beauty. This world to come sees creativity as nothing
separate from itself, so it will be constantly creative. There
will be no quandary, because  horns of dilemmas must be separate.
When there's only the one horn of undivided intention, it's not
so difficult to figure where it may go!

Playfully yours,

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

... Familiar Spirits -- Obehon and the Circle
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