MY FIRST MEMORIES OF THE ARCHONS
My earliest memories of the Archons go back to my childhood. From the time I was very young until I was about eighteen, I had recurring dreams that carried a darkness I couldn’t explain. They weren’t ordinary nightmares - they were whole worlds.
I can still feel the weight of those worlds pressing on me.
CHILDHOOD FEARS
In those dreams, the Archons appeared as tall, shadowy beings with curved horns. Their eyes were deep-set, black, and empty. Nothing about them glowed or felt alive. The landscapes they ruled were drained of life: the houses, the water, the trees, even the fences. Violence and bloodshed marked everything. It was a place steeped in chaos. Everyone carried heavy artillery. Even the people had horns like the Archons. It was every soul for themselves, survival at its ugliest.
The fear of those dreams followed me into my waking life. As a child, I would often sleep in my parents’ room just to feel safe. Many nights, the terror was so strong that I would urinate in the bed.
To avoid that, I started using a sleeping bag on the floor. It didn’t erase the fear, but it gave me a small sense of control.
Even the smallest bit of control felt like survival.
TEEN COPING
Around the age of thirteen, my mom’s doctor prescribed me medicine for what they called a “nervous stomach.” My stomach hurt constantly, and they said it was stress - even though at thirteen, I didn’t understand what I could possibly be so stressed about. The medicine was called Librax. Around the same time, I also began smoking cannabis.
The pharmaceutical drugs dulled much of my dream recall. But it was cannabis - the herbal plant - that slowed the Archon dreams. They didn’t happen every night anymore. Sometimes cannabis softened the edges, and sometimes it helped me forget by morning. That shift gave me relief.
Relief was rare, and I held onto it.
By the time I reached eighteen, the dreams weren’t as frequent or intense. I was still smoking cannabis, and that helped ease them. Having someone close by, or even my dogs near me at night, also lessened their impact.
The presence of another body - whether my parents, a partner, or my animals - seemed to help keep the dreams from being as detailed and terrifying.
Connection has always been a shield.
AWAKENING
But the Archons were never completely gone.
By 2018, I hadn’t had a dream of them in a very long time. Years of being on many different medications dulled my dream recall. I had even forgotten about the Archons.
I would only generalize it by saying, “I had very bad dreams as a kid and growing up.”
The shift began when my granddaughter was born in 2018 - that was the spark of my spiritual awakening. Within a few years, I had taken many in-depth psychology classes focused on healing trauma. As I slowly healed, I found myself needing cannabis less and tapering off many pharmaceutical drugs.
Finishing up one of those classes around the same time I stopped smoking cannabis, the dreams started again. The Archons returned with force, more intense than before, as if pressing harder to keep me locked in fear.
I went back to cannabis, continued smoking it, and the dreams stopped.
Each cycle of healing and pulling away from those influences revealed more of their grip on me.
This time, I began to recognize their influence. I saw how they had tried to bind me since childhood.
The dreams became part of the process of breaking free.
Freedom came in fragments, but it was coming.
THE TURNING POINT
The intensity was overwhelming. For a time, cannabis was the only way I could manage the flood of fear and imagery that came back during sleep.
But the deeper I went into healing, the less I relied on it. The dreams grew further apart as I released layers of trauma.
Now it has been about three years without daily cannabis use.
Eventually, something shifted. I haven’t had an Archon dream in about two years now. It feels like the energy has loosened.
I’ve carved out enough sovereignty that they no longer hold the same power over my nights. There’s space now where fear used to live.
But the true turning point wasn’t just the healing or the reduced cannabis use - it was when I finally discovered who they were and understood why they had been with me since I was a little child. Naming them and seeing their purpose gave me clarity.
I understood then why they had been present since I was a child: to feed on my innocence, fear, and vulnerability, keeping me disconnected from my own light.
They came in strong because of past lives and because I entered this world already knowing who they are - a force tied to the elite, used as instruments of fear and control.
That understanding marked the moment their grip truly began to break.
I realized the Archons feed on fear, confusion, and separation from our own Source. They appear in dreams and in energy fields as forces of control, trying to keep us small, afraid, and disconnected.
Understanding that their presence was never about me being broken - it was about them feeding on my fear - changed everything.
I could see that even as a child, they were trying to keep me from my own light and power.
LIVING FREE
What helped me hold onto that turning point was learning how to protect and raise my energy in daily life.
Walking in love, keeping my frequency high, spending time in nature and in water, honoring my body, being around animals, listening to frequency music, spending quiet time alone, and choosing peace all became part of my path.
I also realized that it’s not about judging “low vibration” as bad - it’s about choosing what supports my highest state.
Awakening, remembering who I am, heightening my gifts, tapping into energy through the claires, and seeing truth through out-of-body experiences all became part of my growth.
Awareness, healing, and courage opened the door to sovereignty.
I learned that sovereignty is not a destination - it is a daily choice.
And if you’re reading this, know that you can break free too. The Archons thrive on fear, but they lose power when we walk in love, raise our frequency, and choose peace.
These dreams are where my awareness of the Archons began. They are tied to my earliest memories of them, before I even had language for what I was seeing.
They are the root of my story, and the beginning of why I write now.
Because my journey with the Archons is also the journey of reclaiming my freedom from them.
~ Aikaterine
May love guide us, may peace protect us, and may truth set us free.