Blog 2026

JANUARY

HELLO FRIENDS!

How are you?

I’ve had a loooong break from social media to focus on my career and protect my personal life. Professionally, I've been working hands-on with the Pleiadians. My company provides services they need. Like a contractor, if you will. 

But the biggest news this year is 

BABIES IN THE MAKING

Hybrid women (like me) are extremely fertile. We conceive and deliver babies easily. Pleiadian aliens on Earth don’t. They miscarry and risk complications. On Earth, mind you. Not their home world. Venn was born on Earth to a Pleiadian surrogate, who tragically died in labour. The new chief suffered complications herself. Her infant sadly passed away. That's why the hybrid programme is so important to the aliens. 

But in the recent project I was not an abductee. Not just a lab rat. I was a business partner. After debating and negotiating, I agreed to be a Pleiadean surrogate. 

Long story short: My egg was inseminated with Pleiadian reproductive cells. Not only did it work, but by a fluke of nature it split into two embryos! I was pregnant with twins! Girls!

But I never gave birth. When the foetuses reached a certain stage of development, they were removed from the womb and transferred to the Jupiter space station to incubate in weightlessness.  

They were brought back to earth on the Winter Solstice. Technically, they were removed months earlier, but their official date of birth is 21.12. 

The twins were brought to the Norwegian underground base. I was not invited to their homecoming, but I went anyway. I ‘forced my way’ beyond what my authorization let me. Because the Pleiadians didn't see me as a threat. I wasn`t removed for trespassing. They let me observe through a window in the infirmary. 

As a gesture of kindness, Venn brought twin number 2 to the window for me to see. Her hair was humanly blonde, not Pleiadian white. A trait inherited from me. Both of them have it. They're identical. Early on in the process, twin number 1 was named Agatha by the Pleiadians. They know what soul incarnates this child. I was given the honour of naming twin number 2, the unexpected child. The mystery twin. I chose Anemone, after my favourite flower. The white European wood anemone that bloom in early spring.

I'm not a mother whose babies were stolen. As a surrogate, you're not suppose to be emotionally attached. You're a partner in a business deal. In fact, surrogates are entitled to a compensation. But I didn't receive money for my services. 

The Pleiadians will let me in on their spiritual ways.