Where do I begin to tell the story? Perhaps the story begins when I was born, or does it begin at the beginning of time? My soul streaks through time, so it is indeed difficult to pinpoint the precise moment with which it all started. The Pleiadians…oh yes, you want to know about the Pleiadians. Or do you want to know about Lia Shapiro? Are they one and the same? Yes, I believe so, although you might wonder how this could be.

The beginning was long ago, but we remember, each of us, somewhere deep inside the layers of forgotten memory. Each and every one of us were there, not the body that we know now, but spirit. It was then when we came from far away to inhabit the earth, a new world, blue and green and beautiful it was.

The earth was inhabited at that time with other occupants, created long before we arrived by the same Creator that created all, but nevertheless, we were one and the same, as we are now - Creator and Creations. We are an extension of you going backward, and you are an extension of us going forward. In other words, we are an extension of each other going in opposite directions, and there is no ending to the beginning or the end.