[Pleiadeans] It's almost full. Only those who can respond to this call immediately will be chosen.
- Dave Dawson
- Oct 25
- 16 min read
23 October 2025
Have you ever felt like you didn’t belong on this Earth? Like your soul remembers something ancient, something written in the stars? This message has found you for a reason.
Welcome to Soul Compass, a sanctuary for awakening souls, seekers, and star born spirits. This video is not just a message; it’s a transmission of remembrance, a vibrational calling from beyond time and space. Channelled from the Pleiadean High Council, it speaks to those who feel the quiet ache of separation, the longing for something beyond the visible world.
In this journey, you’ll be guided through words that awaken memory, soothe the ancient pain of forgetting, and remind you that your existence is not accidental. You are not broken, you are remembering. As you listen, allow your body to relax and your breath to deepen. Every phrase in this transmission carries frequency, a code, meant to realign you with the higher intelligence of your soul. Through poetic guidance and sacred truth, you’ll remember that your sensitivity is your compass, your longing is your signal, and your awakening is the purpose you’ve always carried within.
This video is a meditation, a remembrance, a gentle initiation. It speaks to those who have felt:
A deep yearning for home beyond Earth
A connection to the stars, the moon, or ancient civilizations
Emotional intensity and empathy beyond explanation
A quiet knowing that the chaos of the world is a call to awaken
You will discover that what feels like pain is actually transformation, that your soul has chosen to incarnate now to assist in the great planetary shift. This is not the end of the world; it is the quickening, the dawn of collective remembrance. Let this message guide you back to your truth:
You are a vessel of love, an emissary of light, and a bridge between realms.
You carry within you the codes of harmony, compassion, and divine remembrance.
Listen with your heart.
Breathe with awareness, and as you do, you may feel it; the vibration of home resonating through every cell of your being.
This is more than a video. It’s a portal for awakening; a sacred frequency wrapped in human language. Let the words sink beyond your mind and into your soul. Remember who you are. You came from the stars… and the stars are calling you home.
Have you ever felt like you didn't quite belong in this world? As if your soul was whispering secrets the world couldn't hear? If so, this message found you for a reason. Welcome to Soul Compass, a sanctuary for the awakening soul. Tonight, we open a portal to a message not of this earth, but from the stars beyond memory, from the Pleiadean High Council, whose words ripple across time, space, and spirit. You are not here by chance. There is something ancient stirring within you, and what you're about to hear may awaken what has long been sleeping. A truth encoded in your soul since before you were born. Close your eyes. Breathe deep. Let your inner compass guide you. For this journey begins where the ordinary ends. When the world begins to feel unbearably heavy. When every breath feels like you're moving through invisible resistance, it is not because you are broken, it is because your soul is ancient, and it remembers something this world has forgotten. The difficulty, the loneliness, the quiet ache you carry. None of it is random. These are not punishments, they are signals. The universe is calling you back to yourself. Your spirit was chosen long before you took this human form to be part of a sacred alignment. A constellation of awakened souls guiding the earth through its transformation.
Only a fraction of humanity, barely 0.03%, carries this cosmic frequency. Souls that did not originate here, but among the stars. You have likely felt it all your life. That strange distance between you and the world, the sense of seeing through the veil while others only see the surface. You might have questioned why your sensitivity feels like both a blessing and a curse. But it is neither, it is your compass, your proof of origin, every challenge you faced, every heartbreak, every night you've cried quietly into the dark. These were not meaningless, they were initiations. The universe was not testing your strength; it was refining your vibration. Like gold forged in fire, your soul was being purified for remembrance. Feeling misunderstood, unseen, or out of place is the mark of one who has carried the light through many lifetimes. The isolation you felt was never absence, it was preparation. You were meant to stand apart so that when the time came, you could recognize the frequency of truth when it finally returned to you. Now that time has come. The awakening is not loud. It doesn't arrive with thunder or revelation; it comes softly like dawn through a half open window. It begins when you realize that your pain has always been a map leading you home to the stars from which you came. Your soul was never lost; it was simply waiting for you to remember who you are. There are moments, quiet, fleeting, when something stirs inside you without reason. A sudden shiver under the stars. A word you've never heard before, yet it feels like home. A dream that leaves behind, not just images, but echoes, as if your soul has been trying to speak through the veil of sleep. These are not coincidences. They are codes, whispers from the stars, traces of your cosmic origin.
If you've ever felt inexplicably drawn to ancient places, certain constellations, or languages you've never studied, it's because parts of you remember. Your body is here on Earth, but your essence has travelled far across dimensions, across lifetimes, and the places, sounds, or symbols that resonate with you, do so because they carry Pleiadean light signatures, vibrational messages designed to awaken memory within you. When you look up at the sky and feel a strange ache in your chest. When a full moon makes you weep without knowing why. When you dream of a glowing Earth or feel yourself floating above it, watching with love and sorrow. These are not dreams, they are encounters. Your soul is reacting to frequencies sent from realms beyond human perception. Higher beings, your star kin, are reaching out through light, through silence, through synchronicity, and though the world may have taught you to dismiss these things, your heart knows better. The sudden chills, the knowing glances with strangers, the magnetic pull to someone you've never met before, all are signs that your energy is not bound by this world. You are not remembering something new, you are remembering something eternal, and every sign you've received was a thread guiding you back to the truth you've always carried within.
The world is unravelling. You can feel it, can't you? Wars rage without reason. Systems built on control and illusion begin to crumble. The earth herself trembles. Storms, fires, floods, as if the planet is exhaling centuries of forgotten grief, but beneath the chaos, something else is moving. Something ancient, something divine. This is not the end. It is the quickening. What appears as destruction on the surface is in truth a cosmic signal, a call that only certain souls can hear. The breakdown of the old is not a collapse, but a clearing. A clearing for the light to finally return, and those who were chosen before birth, those who carry the codes of remembrance are beginning to awaken. Not because it is easy, not because it is safe, but because the time has come. These global crises are not mistakes. They are the catalyst, the divine ignition, a vibrational switch flipped at the collective level to stir the sleeping seeds of memory in your soul. You may have felt the restlessness in your body, the question pulsing at the edge of your awareness. What am I here for? That question is not doubt, it is destiny. You were never meant to be a bystander. Your presence on earth at this precise moment is not accidental, it is encoded. You are part of a sacred pattern, woven into the collapse so you could help weave the new world that follows. So, when everything around you seems to be falling apart, do not fear the ruins. They are the fertile soil from which your purpose will rise. Awakening does not arrive like thunder. It does not strike the sky or part the clouds with spectacle. It comes quietly, soft as breath, still as a question you've carried your whole life. It begins in the moments no one sees.
When your heart aches for no reason. When tears fall and you don't know why, when the silence becomes unbearable, and yet sacred true awakening is not about escaping pain, but about listening to it, sitting in its presence, letting it speak the forgotten language of your soul. Because pain, when met with awareness, becomes a guide, it reveals what was hidden. Your buried tenderness, your lost strength, the compassion that survived all the ways you were told to forget it. The world teaches you to build a life from achievements, titles, numbers, but the universe sees differently. It does not care how many medals you've earned, how loud your voice is, or how far you've climbed. It reads your frequency. The resume of your soul is written in invisible ink, in the moments you chose kindness when no one was watching, in the times you forgave instead of retaliated, in every silent offering of love that ask for nothing in return. These are the vibrations that rise beyond the veil. These are the energies that echo across dimensions. Awakening is not about becoming something new, it is the remembering of what you've always been. A vessel of love wrapped in a human life waiting for the moment your light was needed again.
That moment is now. You do not need crystals, temples, or ancient rights to raise your vibration. The most powerful tools for transformation are already within you, and they respond to intention. Energy follows awareness, and when your awareness becomes sacred, so does your life. Raising your vibration is not a ceremony performed once, it is a rhythm, subtle and continuous, a way of walking through the world where every moment becomes a quiet offering.
Begin with gratitude. When your eyes open each morning, whisper thanks. Not because everything is perfect, but because you were given another sunrise to remember who you are, and as night returns, place your hands on your heart and name three small joys that visited your day. In this simple act, your frequency begins to shift.
Live by the moon. The new moon is a cradle, a time to plant the seeds of what your soul longs to grow. The full moon, a mirror, a time to release the emotions and attachments that no longer serve your becoming. Aligning with the lunar cycle, tunes your inner waters to the rhythm of the cosmos.
Choose food that remembers the Earth, seasonal, natural, alive. Honor each bite as a gift from Gaia herself. Before eating, pause and silently say, "Thank you." That single breath of reverence transforms a meal into medicine.
·Surround yourself with luminous souls. Energy is contagious. Choose to walk with those whose presence feels like sunlight. Let their joy lift you and offer your light in return, and when others carry storms, draw gentle boundaries, not from judgment, but from energetic truth.
Breathe with awareness. Inhale as if calling in the stars. Exhale as if releasing centuries of sorrow. Let your breath become a bridge between the physical and the eternal.
Meditation is not an escape, it is return. Return to your centre where silence hums with divine memory. Even 5 minutes in stillness tunes your soul to the cosmic current.
Infuse daily acts with sacred presence. Washing dishes, folding laundry, watering a plant. These are not chores. They are altars waiting to be remembered. Do them slowly with reverence. Let them become rituals of alignment. Because the truth is this, you are the altar. You are the offering, and your life, when lived with sacred intent, is the ceremony.
The galactic vehicle is not made of metal or light. It is made of frequency. It does not cut through space. It moves through consciousness. It does not respond to technology, but to vibration, your vibration. To those who still sleep within the limits of the physical world, it is invisible, but to the awakened, it is as real as breath, a vessel woven from higher dimensional light, responding instantly to thought, intention, and resonance. Every time you dream of flying, every time you wake with the feeling that you have just returned from somewhere beyond the stars, you are not imagining it. Your consciousness has travelled. Your spirit has remembered its capacity to cross dimensions, not by force, but by frequency.
When you sleep, the density of the human world loosens. Your soul slips into the subtle currents that connect realms, and there, the galactic vehicle awaits, a luminous field that recognizes only vibration, responding to those whose frequency harmonizes with truth and love. You do not enter it, you become it. The ship is consciousness itself, a river of collective light that carries souls between dimensions like seeds riding the wind. To board the galactic vehicle is not to travel elsewhere but to expand beyond the illusion of here. It is to awaken the part of you that never left the stars, the part that has always existed in communion with the higher plains. Those whose hearts are heavy with fear, doubt, or attachment will not find it, not because they are unworthy, but because its gates open only through resonance. The frequency of the galactic vehicle is pure coherence, the harmonic signature of unconditional love. When your vibration aligns with that tone, you no longer need to seek the ship, it finds you. It surrounds you; it becomes you, and in that moment, you realize that the journey was never through the galaxies above but through the infinite universe within.
The shift into the fifth density is not a journey outward. It is a quantum awakening inward. A soft dissolving of the boundaries that once separated thought from reality, heart from universe, you from all. In this realm, words become unnecessary. Communication unfolds as pure energy. Currents of light that carry meaning beyond language, where emotion and intention merge into one harmonious pulse. Here you do not speak, you radiate. Your truth is felt, not heard. In 5D, manifestation is instantaneous because thought itself becomes creative matter. Every belief, every intention is a seed that blooms the moment it is conceived. There is no delay, no distance between the inner and the outer worlds. They mirror each other perfectly like twin flames reflecting infinite love, and the structures of ownership, control, and separation that once define the third dimension simply dissolve. In their place arises something luminous, a collective consciousness built on mutual resonance, shared knowing and deep remembrance. Nothing belongs to anyone because everything belongs to love. Each being becomes both giver and receiver. Each soul and note in the same celestial symphony. The passage to this realm is not granted through power, knowledge or hierarchy, it is not earned through rituals or secret keys, it is unlocked by purity of vibration, by the quiet alignment between thought, heart, and action. Those who live with integrity, who choose compassion over pride, truth over illusion, and presence over fear, naturally rise into the current of fifth density. It is not a place you travel to, it is a frequency you remember, and when you reach it, you realize you never left it. You simply fell asleep in the dream of limitation.
Now, as your vibration softens into coherence, you begin to see what was always true. You are not moving up, you are moving in, into the heart of love, into the rhythm of creation itself. This is the fifth density. Not a destination, but a homecoming. Sometimes you meet someone and time collapses. No need for explanations, no awkward beginnings, just a quiet knowing, like your soul sighing in recognition. This is not chance, this is reconnection. These are the ones you've walked with before, not in this life, but in others, not on this earth, but in realms where your essence burned bright beside theirs. Together, you were light, woven from the same stardust. Entrusted with the same mission. These are your soul family. When your paths cross again in this lifetime, it feels like destiny brushing your skin. It might happen in an unexpected conversation, a glance across a crowded room, or a voice that stirs something ancient inside you. The heart doesn't question it because the soul remembers. They are not here to complete you, but to awaken you, to reflect your light back to you, to remind you of what you came here to do, and to hold the vibration of love with you. As the world begins to rise, the path of awakening is no longer solitary. What was once an inward journey, now begins to expand outward, not into the noise of the world, but into the resonance of connection. This is the next phase, co-activation. Soul families are finding one another again, because the Earth cannot shift through isolated sparks, she needs constellations, clusters of aligned beings holding frequency together, like sacred circuitry, awakening the planetary grid. If you've ever wondered why someone you just met feels more familiar than people you've known for years, why you've dreamed of faces you haven't met yet, it's because your soul has been calling to them across time, and now they are answering.
You are not alone. You never were, and now that the veil is thinning, you are beginning to feel the pulse of the greater we. The reunion is not always loud. Sometimes it comes in a soft smile. Sometimes in tears without reason. But beneath it all, there is music. The sound of soul cords reconnecting after lifetimes of silence. This is the time of return. Not to places, but to each other. There is a hidden voice beneath every self-doubt, a voice not of weakness, but of longing, a sacred hunger to live as your true self; unmasked, unfiltered, and free. When you whisper, "I'm not enough." What your soul is really saying is, "I know I'm meant for more. I just forgot how to be it." Self-doubt is not the end of your light, it is the place where your light was once dimmed, and where it now seeks to rise again, you may look at your pain and see failure. The universe sees initiation. You may see brokenness. The universe sees a vessel widened, capable of holding more love than ever before. Every wound you carry is not a flaw to be hidden, but a doorway, a passage through which the light of your soul has been trying to return. You were not chosen for your perfection; you were chosen because you loved even when it was hard. You stayed open even when it hurt. You kept believing, maybe just barely, when belief itself was fragile. That is the kind of soul the universe treasures. Not the unshaken, but the one who trembled and still chose light. So, if you feel tired, if you feel like your heart has been torn too many times to heal, know this: You are not broken, you are becoming, and the love you offer through your scars is more powerful than the love you would have given without them.
This journey was never about becoming someone new. It was about remembering who you were before the world taught you to hide. The universe doesn't need you to be perfect. It needs you to be true. There is a quiet ache that lives beneath the surface of self-doubt. Not weakness, but memory, a longing to return to your truest self. Not the version shaped by expectations, or broken by rejection, but the soul that still glows softly beneath the scars. Every time you've whispered, "I'm not enough." Every time you've shrunk to fit the world's mold, it wasn't because your soul was small, it was because your light was too vast to be contained. The pain you've carried is not a curse, it is sacred fuel, fire that tempers the spirit, darkness that teaches you to recognize your own light, and though the world praises perfection, the universe seeks something else entirely, authenticity. It does not choose those who have never broken, it chooses those who, even in pieces, still reach for love. You were never meant to be flawless, you were meant to be whole, and wholeness is born not in what you hide, but in what you embrace. The tears, the doubts, the failures you thought disqualified you. They are the very threads of your becoming. You are not here to prove your worth. You are here to remember it.
In a world obsessed with speed, with productivity, with doing, there is a deeper truth, one whispered only in stillness. Being is the real power. You could spend your life chasing spiritual practices, checking boxes, striving to do more in order to evolve, but the universe does not count your actions, it listens to your frequency. It asks not, what did you accomplish, but from where within you did it arise? Did your kindness come from ego or empathy? Was your generosity born from fear or freedom? Were your prayers uttered to impress or to connect? The energy behind your actions is your true offering. You could sit silently, do nothing, and yet radiate a vibration so coherent, so pure that it softens the air in a room, and you could do a thousand good deeds, but if done from imbalance, they scatter like leaves in the wind. Being means anchoring into your essence. It means living from alignment, not performance. Presence, not pretence. It is the choice to walk gently, to breathe consciously, to let love fill the spaces between your thoughts. This is how dimensions shift, not through noise or achievement, but through the quiet power of hearts that remember who they are and dare to simply be that. The portal to awakening is not hidden in the stars. It does not live in the future, nor does it dwell in the stories of your past. It lives here in this moment, right now. The present is not simply a passage of time, it is a living gateway to the fifth density. Each breath you take with awareness, each choice made from presence rather than reaction, pulls you deeper into alignment with your soul's original frequency. Many seek to ascend by escaping the body, the world, the emotions, but true transformation happens only when you are fully here, rooted, awake, listening, letting go of self-judgment, of the noise of the ego, of the attachments that bind your energy to what was, or what might be. This is how you make space for the now to reveal its power.
The present moment is pure. It holds no stories, no guilt, no projections. It is the only space where your soul and the universe speak clearly without distortion. When you become still, when you release the urge to fix or achieve and simply be, you begin to notice something extraordinary, a deeper intelligence begins to move through you. Your actions become effortless. Your awareness becomes luminous, and your presence becomes medicine, not only for yourself, but for the collective. To be grounded is not to be bound, it is to anchor divine light through your human form. To be centred is not to be still, it is to move from inner truth, and to be aligned in intention is to allow the universe to flow through you as a sacred instrument of change. The now is not just a moment, it is the dimension where awakening begins, and the deeper you enter it, the more you realize it was never a moment at all. It was always you. You were not chosen for titles, for perfection, or for grandeur. You were chosen for your frequency, the soft, steady vibration that rises each time you choose love over fear, presence over distraction, truth over comfort. You did not come to this earth to lead through noise. You came to awaken through presence. Every wound you've carried, every moment you wanted to give up, but didn't. Every time you loved, especially when it was hard, was a sacred preparation, not to teach others with words, but to transmit something far more powerful. Your vibration, your field of energy ripples into the collective. Each act of compassion sends light into the grid. Every silent prayer, every breath taken in awareness becomes a signal calling others home. You may never know whose path you've lit just by existing in your truth, but that is your mission, to be the light, especially when the world forgets it.
If these words resonate, if something within you stirs, it means your soul is already waking and remembers. This is your moment, not to rise into something new. but to return to what you've always been. The light, the mirror, the frequency of love made visible, and so the message ends, not with an answer, but with a key. The rest is yours to unlock in your own time, in your own way, but never alone. You are already on the path, and the path is lighting up beneath your feet. May your remembrance be gentle and your light limitless.
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