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Here's an interesting new perspective on the Indigos. The article is
on a dream I had as well as information I received from the guide of one of
my clients during a counseling session.
The Indigos: Children of the Web
By Jelaila Starr
Written September 22, 2000
At the end of the article, The Ingathering has Begun, I said I
up with another one to share the information I received from the guide of
one of my session clients on a certain race of beings. This race has come
to earth to develop and set in place the technology that would enable us to
create the Cities of Light, the bridge to the 5th dimension. I will pick up
the story at the point where I was about to receive this information from
Sharyl's guide, the tall, slender man with the white hair and electric blue
eyes. For those who have not read the previous article, Sharyl Jackson is a
wonderful lady for whom I provided a counseling session and it was during
this session that we received the information on what I have termed the
"Children of the Web" or "Web kids", and the Cities of Light.
Counseling Session - September 9, 2000
We are about half way through the hour long counseling session. I am
intensely focused on the information and visions Sharyl's guide is showing
and telling me. Her guide tells me he would like to change the focus and
move to the next subject. He says to me, "Please share with her (Sharyl)
your dream about the children." I say to Sharyl, "This guide wants me to
tell you about the dream I had about the children a few nights ago. I don't
know why he's asking me to do this, but I'm willing to go along with the
request. Do you want to hear it?" She replied, "Sure!"
Children of the Web dream
as written in my journal - September 1, 2000
I am at a weekend family reunion at my Aunt Betty's house. In my dream it
is an old white Victorian style farmhouse on a large lot near the freeway.
The house is dilapidated with the paint peeling off the outside. In real
life my now deceased aunt lived in a spacious red brick home on lots of
acreage. Weeds have taken over the flowerbeds that were once her pride and
joy but no one in the family seems to notice. With great curiosity I walk
through and explore the many rooms filled with antique furniture and
knick-knacks, mementos of the past.
I leave my family, gathered in the parlor, and walk into my aunt's bedroom.
I see a young boy about 10 or 12 years old. He is carrying an antique
candlestick and preparing the room for the night, laying out bedclothes and
turning back the covers on the bed. I stand in the doorway watching him.
He has his back to me and therefore is unaware of my presence. "What are
you doing here?" I ask, in a soft low voice so as to not startle him. He
responds, "Your aunt hired me to help out for the weekend. I live in town."
Quietly he turns back to his work. Silence falls between us for a minute
and then he begins to speak. He tells me about the town and in my mind I go
to the town and see the visions he shares through his words. There are
young people driving around and killing people. A war has broken out in the
town between the young people. They seem to have no feelings about this.
They kill whole families.
I am standing in the front yard of someone's home. I see a girl of about
15. She is standing close to her parents. Her boyfriend drives up in his
car. He looks to me to be about 17 years old. He is angry that she has
dumped him. He has a gun. He opens fire killing her and her parents. I
escape by running and diving behind a big truck that is parked on the curb
in front of the house. Then I get up, run across a field, somehow dodging
the bullets from the boy's gun and slide down a very steep embankment
covered with trees and thick underbrush to a small pick up truck below. I
had hidden the truck in the trees a long time ago just for situations like
this. I got in and the truck started up instantly without me even putting
in the key.
I drive out of the trees and turn onto a dirt road that leads to an adjacent
small town. The truck, with a mind of its own, drives itself while I fumble
around under the seat looking for the key to put in the ignition.
I follow this dirt road for what seems like 15 miles, passing open fields
and farmhouses. Eventually I enter the outskirts of town. Ahead of me I see
a 4 way stop. A man in a brown uniform steps out from a building on the
left side of the road and puts his hand up for me to stop. I suppose he
acts as the traffic light since there doesn't seem to be one otherwise. I
put my brakes on to stop but realize to my amazement that they don't work.
I manage to slow down some but still am going too fast to stop. I blow
right past the uniformed man. I spot a brake shop to the left on the other
side of the intersection. I turn the wheel and coast into the parking lot,
grateful that I didn't hit anyone.
I notice that there are no lights on. I surmise the brake shop is closed.
Then I spot a chubby man in his 40's coming out of the ice cream shop across
the street. The man waves to get my attention and then calls out and points
to the shop. I can't hear his words because my windows are up but I
comprehend that he is the owner and that he wants me to give him time to
open the doors so that I can pull my car in. As I wait I notice that there
are no other cars around; the town seems almost deserted. In the same
moment I realize it is because the people are afraid and stay indoors to
stay alive. On the surface, this appears to be a friendly little town in
rural America, but there is something very destructive lurking beneath that
The owner opened the door and I drove the truck inside and onto the car
lift, relieved that I could get the problem fixed right away. I got out and
looked around while the owner worked on the truck. It was a large shop in
an old building with room for at least 4 cars. The ceilings were two
stories high with windows at the top facing the street. They were the old
fashioned windows where the lower pane opens inward by pulling on an iron
latch. As I watched my truck being lifted towards the ceiling, two more
customers drive their cars into the adjoining bays. Both are station wagons
filled with families. I think to myself, "This place sure has gotten busy
all of a sudden."
A few minutes later 2 more cars pull in. These are driven by young men; the
oldest being around 20. The boys get out of their cars. I see they are
carrying loaded sawed off shotguns and instantly surmise that they are not
here to get their brakes fixed. I dive behind a large concrete pole as they
open fire on the other people. The women scream as they try to shield their
small children from the blasts. There are infants; I see them killed in
their parents' arms. The fathers are yelling at the boys to stop; the
bullets silence their shouts.
Suddenly it becomes deadly quiet, there are no whimpering sounds coming from
the wounded because everyone is dead. The boys calmly turn and get back in
their cars. They casually back out of the shop and drive away. I step out
from behind the concrete pillar, dazed with horror at the scene before me.
The floor is covered with the blood of the families. Everyone is dead, the
children, the babies, the fathers and mothers. And the boys, they showed no
emotion at all. It was as if they had no emotions. My mind struggles to
understand what I have seen.
I hear a noise to my right and look up at the windows. Something or someone
has fallen through one of the open windows. With a soft thud it lands on
top the tall row of tool cabinets below. It's a woman and she is wounded;
blood drips from her wounds onto the floor below. Seconds later she gets to
her feet, turns towards the wall, inserts her hand into an opening that has
magically appeared, and pulls what looks to me to be a computer motherboard.
This woman is strange looking, about 5' tall and dressed in a black spider
costume but then I realize it is her real body. She is a spider woman.
She jumps from the top of the cabinet and floats to the floor without a
sound. She turns to face me looking straight into my eyes. Her demeanor is
calm; there is no hint of fear. Holding the motherboard in her hand she
cries out to me, "Our people have caught a bug. They are able to morph into
humans and are killing each other!" I stand there unable to fully
comprehend her words.
The dream ends.
Sharyl is silent at the other end of the phone. I don't know whether she
has gone to sleep or is just taking in what I have said. Then I say,
"Sharyl, this woman was a spider but she walked upright like you and me."
We talked about this for a few minutes, trying to figure out whether the
children the Spider woman was referring to were of a spider race or whether
the she was saying that they had spider like qualities. I could tell that
Sharyl was not comfortable with the idea that they were a spider race. I
was okay with it since I have worked with many races during counseling
sessions, so we both agree to just remain open until we could get clear on
We continued talking and suddenly we make the connection between the
children in this dream and the ones we have come to call the Indigos, also
known and the Children of the Indigo Ray. Sharyl has, as part of her
mission, the assignment to play a very active role in helping the people of
earth to understand these children. As Sharyl takes a moment to digest this
last piece, I mentally note that they have also been coming to my attention
a lot lately as well, and finally the dream and the near daily reminders of
these children makes sense to me. For Sharyl this last piece of information
about her mission is a powerful confirmation of feelings that she has been
having for some time now. She says to me, "Jelaila, I was told by my guides
that I would be working with the Indigo kids. They are angry and they are
killing each other. Someone needs to help the parents understand this and
make the changes necessary to create a safe and loving environment for these
So we finally understood what her guide was trying to tell us-the children
in my dream and the Indigo children are one and the same. The Spider woman
was speaking of our young people, which are her people. I still thought
that they were a spider race but then after more discussion I understood
that they are a race of beings with spider like qualities in that they
create webs-technological webs. In the dream the woman had dressed like a
spider to show me that they make webs just like spiders do. I felt chills
rush through my body as this realization sank in.
As we continued to talk more pieces fell into place. I will summarize from
this point on in order to keep this article from getting too long. But
before I do, let me say that though I have counseled with many of these web
children, helping them to understand their parents, and giving them tools to
integrate their emotions I do not feel I am an expert on these Spider or
Indigo people. I am sharing information based on the message I received
from the Spider woman in my dream and from Sharyl's guide. Also, what I
share is in regards to their anger and what that anger portends for all of
us. I do not seek to create fear, but instead, to sound an alert and
provide a basis for understanding their current dilemma.
The children, some of whom are in their late 20's, that we call the Indigos,
are from a 5D race of beings that travel through the universe creating
technological webs for planets in the ascension process. They come from a
hive or web mentality, meaning that they are mentally linked. In the web
mentality, everyone in the web knows everyone else's thoughts. In races
like these, and I have worked with several over the years, they have reached
a point in their evolution where the denser emotions of anger, rage,
resentment and bitterness have been completely suppressed. This means that
they are not connected to their lower 3 chakras but instead live in the
upper 4 chakras. This creates a society of great harmony, though little
individuality, and one whose emphasis is mental, logical and therefore
This race has become very proficient at creating webs and, I am told, they
have become known throughout the universe as the "Spider People" or the
"People of the Web." Because of their unique abilities, they are often
asked to assist planets in ascension by creating a web interface between the
dimension the planet is leaving and the dimension into which they wish to
ascend. That interface or bridge is what we call the Cities of Light.
The People of the Web have emotions; they feel joy, peace, love and
satisfaction. But, I am told and as I have experienced in working with
them, they are limited in the range of their emotions, only feeling those of
the upper chakras. This means they don't feel anger, passion, rage, guilt
and shame or intense sexual desire or excitement like we do. Therefore, when
they come to a dense planet like earth where the full range of emotions is
available and experience emotions of the lower chakras, they have difficulty
assimilating them. And learning to assimilate, feel and express these
denser emotions is what they desire in exchange for their service. In their
world they have reached a plateau in their spiritual growth and for them to
continue to spiritually evolve, they need to re integrate the denser
emotions of their lower chakras.
This race of beings has incarnated into families on earth, I believe since
around 1970 though some may have come earlier. When they enter a family,
they unconsciously establish a mental web within the family unit. This
mental web allows them to access and feel all the emotions of the other
When everyone in the family is expressing their own emotions, speaking their
truth and being honest about their feelings, the mental web is a wonderful
experience and allows the Indigo child or Web child to feel the full range
of emotions moving into and out of his/her emotional body. This enables
them to gently integrate the feelings of the lower chakras in a balanced
way. But, when the family is not in its integrity, not expressing their
feelings and not speaking their truth, the unexpressed emotions reach a
toxic level and when those toxic emotions move into the emotional body of
the Web child, he/she reacts and acts them out in order to release them and
thus reduce the level of emotions to a safer level.
Their reaction is often incomprehensible to us and our lack of understanding
only adds more pain to their already overloaded emotional bodies. We are
not used to seeing children who don't pay attention, demand respect, act out
in class, become irrationally angry, are hopelessly bored and choose
isolation over interaction. In our bewilderment we turn to drugs and
medicate our Web children, thinking that by suppressing their emotional
bodies and their pain, we can borrow enough time to find a cure.
The answer I am told is a very simple one. We must move to a higher state
of integrity, express our emotions, and speak our truth. In short, we must
learn to be real and especially when relating with these children. They
demand respect and integrity as part of their world. They are used to it
and when it is lacking, they respond to let us know. In the most extreme
cases, when there is too much anger, the Web child explodes and because they
do not know how to handle the denser emotions of earth, they do what they do
naturally and that is to eliminate the cause of the anger in order to
survive. This is what the Spider woman was trying to tell me. In the dream
the "bug" was anger. This race is not accustomed to feeling anger so it is
like a bug or virus to them and so they use their skills to rid themselves
of it and its carriers, which in this case are other humans.
I am not saying that all Indigos are this way. It seems to be those Web
children who have grown up in families with family behavioral patterns that
encourage and even demand suppression of the denser emotions, but not
always. What I am saying is that they have the ability to rid themselves of
things that are harmful to them just like we humans do. We use our
technology to create vaccines to eradicate viruses that kill us; they are no
different. In their case they use guns, and in the future, computer
technology to eradicate what they think threatens their survival.
Since earth is now in ascension mode, the People of the Web have come here
to create the technology that will enable us to bridge to the 5th dimension.
The younger ones are often fascinated and sometimes obsessed with Nintendo
and other computer games. The older ones, the ones in their late teens up
to around 30 are the Spider people working on cutting edge technology that
will meld the human mind with the computer.
By the year 2007 the Web will look much different than it does today. I am
told these Indigos will create the Internet in such a way that we will have
to have the utmost integrity to be able to use it and gain access to the 5D
portion of it. This is what the security issues of today are heralding for
tomorrow. They will create technology that scans our DNA and also our
emotional bodies to ascertain our integrity level. If we have not reached
that level, they will have technology built into the Internet that will shut
us out of the 5D areas, thus, keeping us either individually or collectively
from ascending into 5D. This will not be done maliciously on their part,
but as a logical means of survival. They understand the level of integrity
and honesty needed in 5D because they come from the 5th dimension. These
technologies simply ensure the ongoing safety of those worlds by not
allowing anyone of a lower frequency to enter.
Allow me to offer an example. Notice the age of the people who create most
of the computer viruses. They are usually between the ages of 16 and 25.
Though they are using the viruses to express their anger, we need to be
aware that this is their first expression of their true abilities to create
software that eradicates. These young people are angry at our lack of
integrity, our choice to be dishonest, our lack of respect for ourselves and
for them. They know that they cannot trust us, and they feel that the fears
that block our integrity can threaten their safety and the safety of their
home dimension. Computer viruses are just their first step in creating the
technology that will ensure their survival and protection of their 5D world,
technology that will also lock us out of that dimension. In other words,
they are just warming up so please pay attention!
I'm no expert at the Web and computers so if my explanation seems a little
vague and simplistic, I offer my apologies. I do struggle to put words to
what I see in the visions.
So, I ask you to look at this objectively and don't get frightened over the
realization of the power this race has. They are here to help us, but we
must help them in return by keeping our part of the agreement. We must help
them by clearing all the emotional blocks that keep us from being in our
integrity and being compassionate so that they can experience the full range
of human emotions and thus, as I said earlier, re-integrate them back into
I believe that we must begin to wake up and understand these children. We
acknowledge that they are different from us, we acknowledge that they have a
hard time with the denser emotions of anger, shame, guilt, blame etc., but
do we realize why? Or are we too busy putting them on a pedestal and
talking about how special they are while all the time turning our backs on
their pleas for understanding, respect and their needs to experience all
emotions in a balanced manner?
These are the children that are being labeled ADD and ADHD. But I say that
we cause their emotional/physical/mental imbalances by our stuffing of our
feelings, our dishonesty, and our fear of expressing our truth. I would
even go so far as to say that if everyone began expressing their feelings
and speaking their truth, the majority of these kids could be cured very
quickly since their imbalances are the expression of our imbalances. I
believe that if their family webs could be cleared of the toxic levels of
unexpressed feelings these kids would settle down and become emotionally and
mentally peaceful and happy which, I understand, is their natural state of
The Spider woman came to tell us this. I now believe that she came to alert
us to the real situation, asking us to see what is happening. She wants us
to understand her people, our children and do what we, as humans know how to
do, express our feelings. I feel that the Children of the Web came in
service to create for us the technology through which we can bridge to the
5th dimension and in return we agreed to help them experience the full range
of emotions and the balanced expression of those emotions for which humans
are known. But if we refuse to fulfill our part of the agreement, they can
just as easily create the technology that will lock us out. The choice is
ours. What will we do with it? There is no time to lose.
In humble service,
Jelaila Starr, messenger
The Nibiruan Council
Ongoing support for Indigo children (Children of the Web) is provided in our
Indigo Forum. To reach Sharyl Jackson, an advocate for the Indigo children,
e-mail her at <firstname.lastname@example.org