Stretched Beyond Human Proportion | Althea Provost

My ancestral bloodline comes from Northern Ireland, a place I have yet to set foot on. I have traveled back and forth to Ireland many times, wandering through its ancient landscapes, and I have always felt most at home in County Meath with its dense constellation of Neolithic sites. I am as right as rain in that area. In 2019, I am living in Athlone, halfway between Dublin and Galway, when a clear pull rises toward Belfast in Northern Ireland, now part of the United Kingdom. It feels like a return that belongs to the body rather than the mind.

I go north to honor my ancestors by acknowledging their bond with the land, their endurance, and the gift they passed to me: gratitude for life. After the ceremony in Belfast, something stirs. A zeal point activation begins, subtle at first, a quiet throb at the base of my skull.

A zeal point activation is often described as an energetic opening at the base of the skull, a place where old patterns and ancestral residue can rise to the surface for release. Mine began as a gentle pulse that felt both physical and otherworldly. It followed me through the museum, grew stronger on the drive back toward Athlone, and did not crest until I was finally home. When it peaked, the back of my neck felt as if it burst open and a kaleidoscope of color and geometry flooded my inner vision. The pain and the visuals faded as quickly as they arrived, leaving me with the sense that something ancient had loosened its grip.

Starseed Malta Adventure and the Seers

An intense realization about the ancient Seers at the Ħal Saflieni Hypogeum in Malta occurred after Ireland. It arrived as a sudden inner knowing — nothing I could prove, only a quiet supposition rising from the body rather than the mind. After sounding an ancient tone inside the “oracle hole,” a small niche in the wall of what is called the Oracle Chamber, and hearing it resonate through the subterranean layers, something in me sharpened. My inner sight flared open, and the dim corridors, the cabled lighting, even the darkness itself felt almost too bright for my eyes.

This struck me because caves had never unsettled me. I’ve crawled in and out of tight Neolithic tombs, moved through underground chambers from New Zealand to southwest France, even slipped into an underground hole in Ireland famous for hauntings — and other than sensing the gross residue of other people’s thoughts, I was never disturbed. But here, in Malta, the shift was unmistakable. The realization surfaced fully formed: the Seers, the priestesses who tended the threshold we call death, were likely clairvoyant. They could see in the dark with their eyes closed as easily as I did as a child.

Starseed Greece Adventure | Cretan Welcome

Later, as the airplane flew over Crete in preparation to land at Chania airport for our Starseed Greece Adventure, a Cretan entourage of women suddenly appeared in my third eye. They were jostling forward with brimming smiles, and an unforgettable welcome.

Stretched Beyond Human Proportion — Birthday Week

And yet, nothing quite compares to my birthday week, where I experienced my neck suddenly stretched — elongated beyond human proportion. It’s such a bizarre sensation. Cue Grace Slick and her powerhouse rendition of “White Rabbit.”

Go ask Alice, when [her neck is] ten feet tall.’

By the end of the week, I found myself placing my hand on my neck to gauge its width and height, curiously wondering how many hands it would take to reach the top of my etheric neck. I wrote down this strange experience to focus on creating something fabulous to be unwrapped later.

Five days afterward, an author publicly shared a Facebook post about her positive experience with an extraterrestrial who casually used his 3-fingered hand to insert a spinal disc into her neck. The fact that she, too, was experiencing the sensation of an elongated neck blew my mind.

I should note the differences between our experiences. I was not visited by an ET, nor was anything inserted — at least, not that my human self recalls. What I felt was myself stretching into a more representative form.

My week was purposeful and aligned with crystal-clear intentions. I had been preparing, concentrating, deepening, reviewing, and gathering my energy during a sequestered time that culminated during my birthday week, opening a new level of sharing for 2020.

Multidimensional experiences often appear as a series of moments that invite us to dissolve limiting perspectives and habits until the personality breaks free from the chrysalis of amnesia.

Layers of Time — Deep Hearing in Malta

What lingered from my Starseed Malta Adventure was not only the inner sight but the deep hearing — the way sound moved through stone, bone, and memory. The resonance inside the oracle chamber didn’t behave like a single moment in time. It rippled. It folded. It echoed through something older than language. In that vibration, I sensed layers of time stacked like strata, each one humming with its own frequency, each one aware of the others.

Curious, I got up to investigate. My spacious room was several floors above the street. Looking out the window, I saw only a calm evening scene, and when I opened the window, I heard the usual city noise — but no aria. I returned to my meditation. The voices returned. The female voice commanded attention as she scaled notes from high to low, the language undecipherable to my untrained ear, perhaps Italian. The male voice answered in a warm baritone, a lover’s response.

Days later, I learned that adjacent to the hotel once stood the majestic Royal Opera House. Its Corinthian columns were all that remained of its former grandeur. Built in 1866, the interior suffered a fire in 1873 and then a devastating bombing by the German Luftwaffe in 1942.¹ By 2006, it had become a car park before being restored as an open‑air arts venue.

And yet in 2019, during our Starseed Adventure, an operatic scene was playing inside my orbital field. I graciously accepted the invitation and began exploring the renowned arias of Maria Callas.

Sources Cited

¹ “History.” Culture.gov.mt. n.p., 2019. Web. 7 Sept. 2019.”