Here we are at the anniversary of a year ago, when the whole of a year lay between where you were and the beginning of the end, to many. How many and before which events are to take place before the extraterrestrial unveiling, how long until “soon” becomes “now”? You want to know. We are in your world now, unseen to many, and are amassing the thousands upon thousands of final details into a diamond-point fineness in infinite expressions of Hello. How long is not relevant. It simply is a matter of when the iron is hot to strike it. That time is afore ye now, and even though those who wield the hammer of power now are in the game of wiring for destruction, we are busy too. You understand that to give away the whole plan would not negate the outcome in favor of humanity’s eventual rise in realizing the truth of who they are? It would not thwart the eventual end of story insofar as your ability to tell your descendants that once you were merely human without access to divine memory and interaction, but it would thwart the optimal working of world tracks in creating a better reality sooner for more people. In the interest of you telling your cosmic tale sooner rather than later, in the interest of the most benefit not only to the individuals reading this but as well to the incalculably multitudinous affairs of which there can be no early dismissal but there can be the most opportune timing, for these reasons we share with you this framework of how to come to terms with the reality you are entering and not be out of balance without the presence of extraterrestrial intervention in front of your noses. It’s just a matter of time before the iron is red-hot. That is the moment of transformation for the world’s iron giant into a new bauble for the human consciousness to adore as a hard-won jewel of love’s inevitable triumph. Not before.
Great transitions have been sliding into place in the background of what you see in your world. It will not go without saying that there are mysteries coming to light, sounds coming from the distance, and long-held secrets seeping out from dark locked prisons of intelligence. You are just at the point of having at your disposal the international web of intrigue to unravel for yourselves, but even this is nothing compared to the truth in the bigger picture, where we are drawn in at the edges of the page. You have centralized the power to a point at which choice biological upgrading will make your abilities such that defeat for those who play the game of conquest is beyond question. There are some things you should know about the disadvantages you have been put at, and these are the things that are coming into your sphere of awareness to varying degrees, as you are able to understand them. Indeed, there are also advantages that you have up your sleeve, so to say, that are likewise going to be apparent not only to you but to the thugs and puppets in the centralized system of control. They too are undergoing transformation from within, and it is the love that you inherently harbor for the darkness within your hearts, the secret vindictiveness you hold for your own pain, that will let loose the victims of hatred’s education in the art of fear. You are in the position where you will be launched into the reality of another kind of love, another kind of understanding of human, and another experience of fearless integration with I AM. You don’t have anything to fear, and in a short span of interval-based understanding of time, you will be in the know about the kinds of things that the storybooks haven’t yet told you.
You have never yet realized the full potential of your own greatness, but that is something that you can experience. In truth, there is nothing holding you from it save your own belief that there is no hope. Hope is yours if the belief in it exists. Nothing can alter that without your consent. You have hope as soon as it becomes part of your life-generated obedient imagination. Does that mean that you should fool yourself into thinking things are okay and getting better, if the obvious observed reality is that everything makes the deepest part of you wrench in disgust? If you are seeing the world in front of you as a culmination of eons of manufactured hopeless divisions piling up on one another, crunching into the end of ages to become the end of the line for the human race, listen please: it’s not the way it seems, behind the scenes. There are factions at war for the human soul, it is true; for the truth is, this is the gold of empire. You are the bearers of the wealth of nations, worlds, and inner universal lineages of life. It is up to you to tell the trolls of the world to take their turn and be done, for the game is over and there are fun times ahead once they leave the field. How best to do such a daring thing? First, convince yourself that it is the truth for you, and share your truth with your soul. It is out of the regular lines of communication for many of you, but it is soon to be realized as the most reliable means of mass communication around. Practice now and get used to the higher-frequency, high-fidelity sound of soul ringing and the totally reliable network of interfaced nodes of inner light reflected into the reaches of space. Inner or outer, the end of space is the same. It’s there that the message comes through the clearest, and the receiver becomes the broadcaster in the harmonic matrix of I AM OM. Just dial “one” on your calling card for the soul and you’ll be instantly hooked up with your welcome committee and in the network of human communication’s next evolution. It is on the frequency network beyond the reaches of astral interference and demonic deception, outside of the realm of intrigue and the taint of power-hungry interlopers. It is the high-wire act that is out of this world, and it’s free, unlimited, available, and in touch with your reality. It’s the next best thing to being there, where your heart is, home.
In the Divergent views that are taking rapid and volatile form on the planet, there are many truths falling all over the ground, trampled by the boots of those who would rather not know about them. Hours and days have brought you here, in a full-scale confrontation with the face of tyranny, shielded behind the wall of indifference posing as power. Love has finally found the ground it has sought to grow into what it has held in potential for eons. You are about to witness the most amazing developments yet, and you don’t even have the slightest idea about what’s really going to happen next. If we were to tell you what exactly is in store, we cloud your ability to see clearly from within the soul of Future-Moving Humanity. You are better served by our silence on the details and the vague suggestions that everything will, indeed, work out for the common good in the end. You have nothing to fear, and nothing to lose, for what was valuable about the past has gained new meaning, and the next level of participation involves you each taking on a role for which you probably would rather not serve… having created a streamlined edition of the biography of humankind in the etheric unconscious of the world. You are ready now to jump through the vacuum tube from what has been holding you in place, into a bold new reality which will have you all gasping for wonder and in fearless renewal of the pure joy of the human spirit. You are on the brink of scale-tipping, below which is the sure end of a lineage of indignity for who you are coming to know yourselves to be. In a very short time (yes, we are really saying that again, but to tell you exactly when is not our prerogative, please understand) you will see the truth being picked up, dusted off, and reassembled into a shining new mirror of the collective soul. In an instant, winds will shift. In an instant, things will change. It is on the horizon now, next to the sun that brings streams of code for you to download and integrate every day. Don’t sweat it, beloved family, you won’t miss anything. It’s all part of a whole orchestration and you have only to play your part. You don’t have to do it all. In doing what you can, you serve the holographic whole of field-changing humankind. Nothing is too minuscule to be irrelevant. Even a thought.
Now, in the coming days, you are receiving a lot of material to deal with in constructive ways. We are here to help you. You won’t see us right away but those of you who can sense us, you’ll sense us. It’s nothing to be alarmed about, and everything to be excited and happy about. It is the beginning of the end for the energy pattern that has held your world in the state of decay and corruption and bigotry and violence and… you know the list. You are here now on the planet by your own choice to participate in the restructuring of all that. It is in the world scheduled to be. You will find all around what you need to heal. You are being fed lies by the hands that would just as soon starve you altogether, and you are taught to love these beings as if they were unquestionable divinity. We bring the revelation, folks: You are the real divinity. You are the ones who see love, who dive into the fray and arise unbeaten, even though the bruises are there. You are the ones in the wings, waiting to enter the stage and announce yourselves in the spotlight. Is that something you want to experience, dear ones? It is exactly what we have been waiting to see happen for literally ages in your time. We are nearing the climax of the drama and it is on cue that you take your next move. You are the ones holding the cue cards. You are the ones in response to the call. You are the ones who have the script, despite what the illumined elite have let you know. It’s in your hands, dear ones. You are in a wireless array of consciousness. Tune in and wake up. You have waited for this moment. Seize it!
© 2011 Maryann Rada
It’s almost time for the show to begin, folks, so be sure to have your snacks on hand and take a seat. You won’t want to miss a moment of it. Your tickets are already in the till and you are taking in the first-run season for the blockbuster event: The Time of Transformation Is Now. Lights dimming, music cueing, cameras rolling… we begin.
Not so long ago in the history of your civilization, you noticed a shift of intention from the ones who had been taking the lead in the power plays that hold the audience captivated. The men and women of the international cooperative have recently let the onus of their apparent greed get the better of them, despite long years of placing themselves within the dramatic action onstage in such a way as to hide the end point of their loot-gathering activities. However, the time has come for a little gesture of friendship to open up the eyes of those who sit spellbound before the action unfolding as if on cue in front of their eyes, unblinking, and to land a big surprise right in front of everyone. The audience gasps, unprepared for such a showstopping sight! Is it real? Let’s hear a little bit from the script:
TIMEKEEPER: It is time for another event. Let us gather and heave ourselves a big one.
IGNORANT OFFICIAL: We are ready and at your service.
HARD-BOILED REPORTER: Just tell me what to say…
FIRST HEAD OF STATE: If I am choice number one, I will get a big promotion, won’t I? Is it me?
SECOND HEAD OF STATE: I am better prepared to send in fodder to the machine, let it be me!
IGNORANT OFFICIAL: I will have a lot of explaining to do… maybe I’m not up to the task… Hmmm…
THIRD HEAD OF STATE: You others forget that I am the chosen one, I alone have the trust of my people, I alone have the resources and everything to deal with this incoming tragedy.
TIMEKEEPER: Gentlemen please! It is a choice that prepares you to become more able to be all this and more… but for now I am happy with your sense of loyalty to the shield. You are all in my hands. Soon the hour is upon us all when the world will come to a shuddering halt. You are my minions and the ones upon whom I rely for doing the things that will get us through the next round of time in regal glory, regardless of what the masses of people think. It is mine. The rest is up for grabs.
TEXTER TWEETER: If you think this is going to be unremarked upon, you must be as crazy as you seem.
Get ready and stay tuned for the next reel. Go get another box of popcorn because intermission is almost over. You are really going to love the next part of the reality show being screened today. You might even find it to be interactive in a way you hadn’t expected it to be… if you intend to let your sense of disbelief in the fiction fall for a moment and see that there’s something playing out behind the scenes. There’s no telling what might happen if the audience participation level goes through the roof. We are hoping it will, on the early side of tomorrow, for we also would like to take part in the theatrics. There’s only a little while left before the drama of the first act is unraveled into the truthtelling of the ending, you now. It is still being recorded in the halls of time to be revealed shortly. In the meantime, take your seats, gather ‘round the lighted picture show, and relax into the story, knowing full well that this is the screening of a lifetime. It’s full of excitement, twists and turns, and promises to leave a real impression on your consciousness. You are really going to talk about this for a long time to come. Don’t let the commercial announcements distract you, in the moments before the second half of the show begins. Try to stay focused on the truth of the moment, and be as one in seeing it reveal itself to you all.
Marking time is putting you into a faster two-step lately, isn’t it? Cosmic rhythms being what they are, it would seem that you have entered into time’s half-time show and the nature of how you relate to reality is moving into an extraordinary process of elongation and expansion. That is how it may seem. However, cosmic rhythms being what they are, we assure you that in fact, nothing out of the ordinary is happening at all. The reality of what is ordinary has changed, but that is merely a function of your ability to relate meaningfully with it. Reality is what it is. Time is what it is. Your relationship to reality and time is what is becoming – and how becoming it is, humans of Earth! We are ever in awe of your core resonant vibe, even when it may seem like everything around you is falling apart.
Core restructuring is taking place within the planet. It is taking place within every being upon the planet, within species, within nations, within social structures, families, and friendships. Everything – everything – is shifting into a different band of frequency, into a new realm of understanding, a new phase of being. A new world is taking shape. Would you indulge us for a brief story? It’s been some time since we shared one with you, and it serves well the purpose of deeper understanding of what’s going on these days. So please, sit back and enjoy our brief tale. The world will still be editing itself when we’ve finished, so you won’t miss much.
Long ago, on a world not so far removed from your own in space and time, known to its inhabitants as Cosmic Creation Number Nine, a panel of experts convened a sort of gathering of the people who put their names in a hat as part of a lottery. The winners were asked if they would take the core-shift route on their trip to photograph the paradise of a new world coming into being. They all agreed, more or less, and with pockets full of hope, they embarked. To the emergence of a new world birthed from the essence of their own they went, adventurers all, and into the phase of interdimensional time they seemed to disappear. The world they found themselves in was twin to Cosmic Creation Number Nine in all ways but for the improbable factor of pirates having stolen the lock and key to the codes of creation and the additional challenge of the travelers having lost most of their memory. Of course there was little the lucky lottery winners could do but take photographs of everything they saw, and they soon had so many light-etched images that they began to get a little bit disorganized and confused. Where was the end point of this birth of paradise? Where were the scenes of beauty and wonder that would trigger their memories of home? They looked around to see only carnage and chaos, confusion and churning catastrophe. This was what they recorded.
To the world they came from, they sent worried messages in hope that help would come, that the nightmare would end, that peace would be. The world they came from said little in response, but urged them to keep taking in what they witnessed as photographic etchings of light. The worst was around them now, it was understood, and the images cast in light and shadow would make the understanding of facts more easily gained. The world they were visiting, while tumultuous and unpredictable, was indeed starting the final phase of transformation into what it was always promised to be. What the travelers were seeing and translating with their photography was pure energetic restructuring, core material reintegration. Keep knowing that, the impulse from home repeated. Keep knowing that, and be in place to catch the right angle of light for your open eyes to see.
So, thus emboldened to do what they came to do, the pride of Cosmic Creation Number Nine continued to snap photographs, capturing the arrangement of light and shadow to form the basis of a new understanding dawning that day, growing each day, until the time came for the celebration of a new birth. This story has been shared through generations of travelers and in countless forms, yet its essence remains unchanged. That is, remain steadfast in your consciousness of the reality from which you came, and know that everything will change in the culmination of a brief period of intensity and collapse. Nothing can avert the imminent transformation of the Earth. It has already begun. So, too, has your inevitable evolvement. There is nothing that can avert that, either. You are already en route to becoming the people you have been promised to be: bold, free, whole, powerful yet existing in a world of peaceful calibration and living in a spectrum of harmony and joy.
This story was told before. It has been told again. There will not be another telling of it in quite the same way, for now is the moment in time that it was written about. You are the ones who hold within yourselves the cameras with which to capture the emergent light from the pictures of distress and calamity you see all around you. You are they who came to this life’s journey to regain memory of a paradise and help awaken the horror-stricken from the collective nightmare of hell on Earth. You are here as ambassadors from Cosmic Creation Number Nine to welcome each other back to a moment out of time where the past becomes the future and the dream of remembrance dissolves into the pure being of a perfected new creation. Now is a good time to reach deep into your pocket where you stowed a bit of hope and share it with those whose pockets are empty, save for yesterday’s lint. Now is the time to put your ears and eyes and hearts together to sense a response to the earnest questions and wishes for a sign from the heavens that you are connected to a network of loving creation. The world is shifting into place for a new band of frequency to be detected. While the transformation is underway, you will yet see distress. More is coming. Hold your hearts together amid the mayhem and let each other know, in whatever way you can, that come what may, there will be no separation from what is to be. Mourn the loss, be of comfort where you can, and with awe for the transformation in every being from death to life, share hope, open your hearts and see where light is waiting to appear. Remember who you are, remember where you are from, and know that you are becoming the people you have been destined to be. Love is your nature. You cannot lose that.
We are with you, part of a continuum of life, which will meet as time begins the final stage of its collapse. We await reunion and remind you that it is with love and respect that we say, you are most beloved. Be strong, our sisters and brothers. Time dissolves, but the truth of who you are becomes more coherent by the day.
When the cold wind of processed modern living carries a chill that penetrates your bones with the awareness that the world is in a state perhaps best characterized as insane, put your feet firmly on the planet and know that nothing is left to chance when the will of the people is taken into consideration as a single divine voice remembering its truth. Where has this truth been hiding but in the forgetfulness of the fractured psyche of the multitude of humanity? Why has it lain in the dark, forgotten, neglected, but for its rediscovery at a time when the soul of the planet called out for the recognition of the living mind of the planet embodied in every sentient being upon it? Who are you, humans of Earth, if not this embodied corporeal essence of the unitary organism that sources and supports your terrestrial existence? What do you hope to accomplish, as a people facing extinction within mere generations, should current trajectories of societal manipulation continue unabated and unaltered, if not the triumph of survival and the transformation of the species into a self-sufficient, mutually benevolent brother- and sisterhood of creatively wakened perfected beings living in peace, properly maintaining your home? How have you managed to make it this far in a game that has stacked the cards unfavorably against you, and how will you make it now, to say finally, we have won, and none has lost? These are such pertinent questions, dear ones, and they will all be answered, for you have only to remind yourself that the clues are all around, and the truth will make itself known.
As your world watches itself move out of the confines imposed on it as if it were the unimportant participant in the brutality of repressed struggle against the power of world-strangling property owners, perhaps the answers will become apparent in the eyes of those who have had their first taste of freedom. Maybe you will see in their faces some clue to the state of affairs that has invested itself in the cultivation of empty harvests of ignorance, degradation, and decay. Entropy is energetic death, you know, and its impulse is hard to resist. When it comes to the point of no return on investment anymore, what happens to the people who have waited for their profit? They want to see that they haven’t wasted their time or energy, so it’s in the best interests of those upon whom their ministrations have been put to demonstrate the value of human capital, and make their value known. First to themselves, then to those who have burdened them with the oppressive weight of processes of control, will the people of Earth make their true value known. Only then will the freedom that has been lauded in tales of glory and songs of heroes truly be known. Only when you know your priceless worth as a human being will you come to know freedom.
Our brothers and sisters, too long have you shuffled towards the open window of this light-drenched day dawning, shackled with invisible bonds you have let yourselves believe were not there, crippled as a unified being of cosmic intelligence because even one of your people lay subordinated in chains. Too many of you carry scars as trophies attesting to your vindication of pain, and even though many still bleed from the cruel cuts of Nemesis’ harsh hand, it will not add to the intrinsic truth of the value of the global human organism to account its value by the number of lashes it has collectively endured. Now it has become clear, and awareness is growing, that the unblemished body of the planet and its people will become perilously in need of unveiling, as the pure being of a people arises from the rubble of broken dreams and broken promises. Perilously close are you now that the dawn is upon you to seeing yourselves in wholeness and evolutionary manifestation of the human in recognition of the self as divinity embodied. The emergent beings you are will blow your minds. Moving into the landscape that comes with the rebirth of humanity will blow your circuits wide open and the light you will hold when the next process of change begins will even raise the level of pacifism to a higher degree of power. There is no turning back to ignorance, no retreat into darkness. You find your way forward by moving ahead.
Many of the choices you have to make in the coming times will be cast in terms of “what brings the greatest amount of people the greatest degree of dignity and freedom?” or, “how will my mental response impact the consciousness of the body of humanity, of which I am part?” No single act of choice is felt only by you the chooser. The entire fabric of humanity is interwoven not only with itself on the planet, but as well on multiple dimensions. What do you want to contribute to it? You have the answer in the palm of your hand. Are you willing to put that in the hand of another in understanding that it is yourself whom you greet with courage and open sincerity? There, peace is possible, in the eyes and heart of one who asks for understanding. It is your own future that you secure when the knowledge is pure of people collecting their intention for peace and respect in the process of becoming unified as humanity of Earth. There is world peace to gain, please understand. The possibility exists and is known in the hearts of many who today have accepted the struggle to make it a reality. What point is there for peace to be anywhere when it is not everywhere? Who else can say now is the time, besides you? When will human beings be welcomed on the planet if not now, when you are greeting each other as for the first time, having tasted from the same cup of injustice and bitter oppression? How will you move forward if not all in the same direction? Where will you look for answers if not to each other, reflecting from your own heart the understanding that truth cannot be hidden any longer? Why do we ask so many questions, humans of Earth? Quite simply because you have all the answers. Listen to each other, allay fear where you see it, share your wisdom and your bread and a moment of your time. There is folded within the brief sharing a mystery’s unraveling. Hear it? Be open for the thunder. It is coming on silent footsteps and will break down the walls that have kept you captive. Don’t underestimate the power peace brings. Hardly a moment too soon will you awaken to its call. Be ready for a new day, beloveds! The long night is nearly done, and the light of understanding comes.
The time has come for us to come into an algorithm of justice regarding what has been perpetrated on the planet in the name of sanity. We have watched events unfolding with much personal sadness and even more collective hope, for the world is today on the precipice of great change. The buzz has reached the ears of the people who sit on the judge’s bench that justice has not been measured equally for too long and your wish to equalize is gaining strength. While there is no indicator readily available to you, by which you can watch the internal thermostat of the ones currently in power as you the people of the land turn up the heat by voicing your frustration with the status quo, you can open your own heart to feel the warmth of humanity within yourselves individually, and feel it in each other. The world is ready to feel new warmth, light, and life. It is within your power to wrest the deathgrip of the dark days of your past from the machine of imperfection manifest as the collective sleep of the human mind, to feel your own sense of hopelessness wither in the light of recognition of yourself as a human being, to turn the burning heat of impotent ire into the life-giving source of imagination and intelligence combined in a fusion of brilliant radiance. What are you waiting for? Now is the time to pry open sleepy eyes and let the light of your collective understanding of who you truly are fill your mental infrastructure with a new vista. Here we are to say, find your strength, don’t give up. The human race needs everyone to participate in what is set to unfold. You, included.
What you are on the brink of, whether you are involved in the petty dramas or the massive movements of power of the world stage, is nothing less than the recalibration of the workings of human consciousness. The only understanding of consciousness your science has agreed upon is that no one really knows for certain what it is. That is about to change, along with some fundamental underpinnings of world power. This is the time of coming together in accord which many have been preparing for over the months and years and lifetimes of evolutionary inner growth. Recognize it. Own it. Encourage each other and yourselves, even if all you feel is hopelessness and despair. This is the dark time. The light, from which there is no escape, is on the edge of the shadows.
There have been some major restructurings already in how you think, how you gather information, how you discern truth from a mechanical facsimile thereof. Expect this movement of consciousness to continue, along with realizations about what you are able to create with mental projection of energy into time and space. You are just beginning to have an inkling about what you are capable of achieving. We have monitored the indicators you have made available to many honorable and not-so-honorable observers of the future outcome of humanity and we encourage you to remember that you are, in the final analysis, the form of some ineffable, indefinable consciousness. You are conscious, and your form is the form of consciousness. Focus on the heart of the matter, whatever is presenting itself to you in this twilight stillness before the light of the day yet to come dawns to your eyes. Embrace what you see in knowledge that everything is changing as your perception changes and as understanding grows, as is inevitable. Remember who you are, human, and never give up in your quest for the light that illumines the heart and mind with self-knowledge. That light is yours, ever nearer to the moment of truth, when you realize it has been in your hand all the time. Hold on. We are with you, even now.
The Pleiadian Renegades
Have you noticed how everything around you has morphed lately? You aren’t alone. So have we. We’ve been watching with great interest how the terrain has been shifting around your souls, and noted that some improvement has taken root in the overall reality. Many of the wakening ones have pried their eyes open to look square in the face of Nemesis and seen their own reflection there. Take heart, dear ones, for ’tis but a momentary illusion. There is no substance to it other than what you give it, and most of that effort derives from a sense of duty to keep alive an illusion that was nestled in your fertile mind long ago. Wake up to this: You are not your mother. You are not your father. You are not the illusion of what you witnessed and incorporated into your life as truth. The sooner you strip away the remnants and raiments of this ostensibly noble yet misguided notion, the sooner you can move into a reality much more suited to the aims and desires of your essential self.
Moving is such a tedious process. More stuff to go through, more dust and cobwebs to discover, more goodbyes, separation, and letting go. No one can do it for you, either; you have to be the one who sorts through boxes of old photos, mementos, trophies and other “stuff”. Having a trash bin handy is a good idea. Having some one else throw away your stuff is unphased completion. More questions haunt while answers have slipped away. If you throw away your own stuff, you give yourself the opportunity to re-examine who you thought you were, thus re-defining who you believe yourself to be now. It is a valuable process in coming to the point of being without limitations or labels, the state both sages and people without the need for saints call liberation. You are headed there when you let loose your hold on what really is only an illusion.
Where is this state of liberation? It isn’t on any map, not even of the land of the free. Yet it is far from illusion. How you move there is less a matter of plotting a course from A to B than it is triangulating coordinates of consciousness. And what do we mean by that? Merely that in order to move into the territory characterized by only being, without folding up false constructs of limitation and belief into it, you must be able to remove yourself from the things that you have allowed to define your sense of self and thereby define, and delimit, your experience. It isn’t necessary to bring along souvenirs nor do you need to hold onto mementos of your “defining” moments. All you need to do is have a lack of fear, a lack of knowledge of what this new territory is, and instead have the understanding that what some call the soul is in fact bringing you closer to home. Liberation, lack of finiteness, is your natural state, the state you came to this plane of existence from and the one to which you eventually will return, intact, with all of your “you-ness”, your wits, and your innate personhood about you. Everything in between the coming and returning is what you make of it. Nothing more than that.
Your world has become a strange place over the past several months. What is going on, you wonder? The dissolution of reality as you know it — or rather, as you have been led to believe it was. The time of the power play is coming to its long and drawn-out end, but not before world affairs work the audience over a little bit more. There is a scuffle happening onstage, behind the curtains, as the power players vie for the sole microphone and control of the spotlight. Pay attention now, as we stealthily climb from the seats and pull the curtains back, just a little. What you hear might spoil the ending for the hard-core ticket holders among you, so if you are one of them, you might want to cover your ears. You know who you are.
For those of you who are still listening, we will fill you in on our take of recent world-drama events as they pertain to this particular stage. Not long ago, someone burst the bubble of the collective human psyche with a deliberate drill-down into a very deep fear. Are you safe in the hands of the ones entrusted with the continued integrity of the planetary matrix, or have you been bamboozled by the charlatans posing as responsible human guardians of the public safety? Are the turns of events leading up to the current state of affairs — in which peace is increasingly a victim of war and independent freedom is tossed haphazardly under the grinding wheels of commerce — are these truly the natural evolutionary artifacts of your highly civilized modern culture, or might they rather be a symptom on a grand scale of an endemic disorder of the system of the global human organism? These and other diametrically opposed pairs of questions arise from the murky depths of a world held captive in a net of worse coming to worst before your trauma-weary eyes. The veil of untruth has been pierced, dear readers, people of the audience. Through the hole in the wall, let those who can hear give a listen. We carefully back up so you can see for yourselves what is transpiring in the shadows of this momentous entre-acte.
Behind the curtain of illusion, deception, and lies, a potent force is emptying its power in the internecine squabble of the key players. The curtain drawn, their power loses coherence. They cannot see, from where they are, the multitude of pairs of eyes watching their plot unravel, their masks and makeup lose their effect, the script fall to the floor unheeded and unsold. The argument at present centers on the eventual need for some rather drastic action to be taken on behalf of the show’s producers. Let’s listen to what they have to say, unscripted and unplugged.
FIRST MAN: The plan is going to fall apart unless we put our foot down and demand the Company start showing a profit, regardless of who pays.
SCENE-STEALING STRATEGIST: It isn’t going to take much to take down the whole theatre, but taking a little bit off the top won’t hurt anyone… much.
WOMAN OF GREAT RENOWN: If I don’t get a bit of my own, believe me there will be hell to pay!
FINANCIER: Be quiet! Everything is going to be fine… I just need a minute to explain it all to you…
MINION OF THE OVERLORDS: Boy, is this going to get ugly. Good time to get lost…
… and above it all, THE PUPPETEER, getting tangled in his own strings: This… is… not… supposed… to happen… this way!
And with a crash, they all fall down. In stunned silence, you watch their tangled bodies struggle beneath the weight of their own debris. There is nothing more to see, from the looks of the bashed and mangled set, the scattered masks and broken accoutrements of the play. The spotlight turns away from the sad spectacle, past us, past the stage, and falls upon you.
Dear reader, when illumination finds you, what will you do? In that moment, when the silent expectation of the empty mind is poised for the inspiration that follows your next breath, what will you say? You shape vibration by your righteous thought moving from the core of who you truly are into the dimensional array of reality. In this moment of truth, where you stand bathed in light, that reality awaits the sound of the next step you take.
(Note: I began writing this on December 14, 2009 and finished on December 30, but have since then been focused on a family crisis.)
It has been an exciting week, with that big spiral appearing in the skies over Norway. In all the abounding speculation, where is the truth about what probably was the first of many such sightings? It has been said that only a blind man can take you to the places deep in the jungle. There are some things your eyes can’t help you with. Discerning the truth about the spiral is one of them, to some degree. To see the truth about what that was, let us venture inside the vortex of a black hole. You won’t see a whole lot, but you’ll understand the truth in ways that are more dependable than sight alone. We shall tell a story, and the main character is called Thomas. We join him now…
When he was very young, Thomas took a trip to see a far-away land full of exotic people and customs. He had drunk deep of the flavor of this place, and when he returned home with his family, he carried the essence of that place with him, in the etheric form of interior impressions of memory. Thomas was never one to doubt the truth of a thing he had experienced by seeing it with his own two eyes, and he had seen much during his time away from home that had troubled the normal routine of life at home. You see, Thomas had been to a place where people were full of the light of the sun, and he had never enabled himself to see something as bright as that. So while he had been in this place, eaten the food, danced to the music, he had not seen a thing. He was as a blind man, and for Thomas, that was as ignorant as he could be. Without his eyes telling his brain what he was seeing, he was completely in the dark.
Back at home, busy with the things that he oversaw from day to day, he lived with the memory of that experience sealed safely off from his awareness, for it troubled him when he considered the implications. What were the implications? Well, for one obvious thing, he was at a loss to say what, exactly, he had experienced, and that might mean that he had lost himself and not been aware of it. It might mean that he had not the mental capacity to understand what was happening, which made him feel frustrated at his human limitations. He didn’t want to be limited in any way at all, but without the means to translate his experience, he simply ignored the thing and let it shine its pale light in the confines of mental capacity while he went about the business at hand.
It was a long time until he remembered that he had forgotten the terror of blindness, and the thing that triggered his memory was a simple, easy rhyme. “If the trail is marked with gold, soon your fortune you’ll behold; If the trail is cold and dark, your way has nothing but secrets to impart.” He had the shiver of remembrance as he thought, my way has secrets, yet they keep their silence. He raised his eyes to the sky and blinked, and suddenly the terror of not being able to see what was happening engulfed him anew. Why couldn’t he see? What was happening? Was he safe? Was something about to jump out at him? A thousand questions arose at once, and he held his head lest it explode. He was again a boy at the threshold of the experience, and his sanity dictated that he should explore from the safety of his present moment.
Through the fog of light he saw what he thought were shapes of a brighter luminosity moving in the distance. Squinting, he only gave himself a headache. Relaxing his eyes, giving himself the moment to realize that he was alive and in no immediate danger, he let the light take a shape he had not ever had the experience of seeing before. He could not describe it in terms other than what was familiar, like a child’s drawing. He felt fear at the edge of his awareness and the darkness it represented; a deeper breath, relaxing again, the darkness faded and the light took on new clarity. Soon he was in the presence of what had for a good part of his life been absent from his awareness. The swirling light gave him the knowledge of love beyond the scope of his experience, and his sight, now adjusted to the scope of a greater knowledge of love, took in more of a reality he had been blind to.
There is no more to this part of the story which we can impart until you too have had the scope of your experience adjusted by the understanding of love greater than you can now imagine. You try to imagine it and you have experiences which guide you to it, and some of you even maintain the high of the frequency of it very well. But the reality of it surpasses all that. The reality of it is in the mists of light that you are aware of now in your own realm of experience as humans alone on Earth. It is set to change. Get ready for something completely new. If you have any doubts about the reality of love as a force that makes everything perfect, if you fear the failure of the system of light to come into the shape of a new reality for you as individuals and as a collective of humanity, you will allow the dark to creep in and shut off the bright new day that dawns. Love is everywhere, and light is pervasive. Dark is just as real and has its own beauty. In balance they are when you are at last aware of your own divinity, human. You have only to relax, for it is all taking shape beautifully.