We have a lot to say to you today, so sit in a good spot to get the most enjoyment in this moment that we share together. We love these times where your consciousness engages with our communications, and the thoughts that live in the space between the here and there generate realities of potential where, for the most part, you welcome yourselves into a future of empowerment and harmonic inter-awareness. By extending your ability to comprehend the impulses that take the form of words, it may be necessary to come face-to-face with the sentries of belief that safeguard the inner sanctum of your mind. In such a case, remember, there is nothing to fear and everything to celebrate, for you are in that encounter meeting an opportunity to rebuild your framework of understanding and, in a sense, polish the lens through which the light of knowingness shines from within the heart of all. Such guardians of the mind are constructs of protection, yet if you have no need of safety in a singularity of knowing yourself as love incarnate, they are without a purpose and can retire in peace to the land of outworn modalities, there to dissolve in the reverberations of “job well done.” So, if such a chance encounter pops up in the course of contemplating our message, be assured it is with all due respect that we say, do the thing that leads to greater understanding, notwithstanding the old beliefs that served a limited interface of times gone by. Be bold, dear ones, and let your truth reveal itself in greater brilliance to you.
One day, in the deep shadows of a cryptically quiet forest, dwelt a little man in a cottage he had fashioned out of the twisted branches he had found in abundance near the banks of a stream. Long, long ago had he labored to weave together the intricacies of nature’s growth into sturdy walls and roof to give himself a quiet place amid the quiet outside. A place to think it was, and a place from which the revelations of light periodically could be gleaned from where the sun pierced the open spaces in the walls where the branches didn’t quite fit together. He loved his little cottage and found it to be comfortable enough even in the storms that blew through with increasing regularity. Though the winds would shake the very roots of the cottage, he believed the foundations of the place were strong enough to hold his little though-space intact.
Little did he know that on the horizon, a storm was brewing that would shake the forest itself to its core, and when in thundering suddenness it struck, he found himself surrounded by a pile of sticks with a very few pillars and joists still maintaining their vigilance in being the framework they had been set to be. As the sky cleared and the immensity of the storm began to become apparent all around him, he furiously began to gather what sticks remained and piece them together into some semblance of the structure they had been before. It was no use, he realized, and as he dropped to the ground, exhausted and bewildered, the remaining particles of his home crashed around him in a cloud of dust. So he sat and contemplated in a puddle of sticks and sunlight, for the winds in their fury had stripped the forest of its canopy of leaves and now the light from above was streaming through unhindered. As the warmth of the sun’s rays penetrated his bent and bowed neck, some part of his inner-ness began to relax. There was little he could do but receive the light. There was nowhere else to go.
As he sat, he settled into a realization that everything he had relied upon to protect him from the elements was suddenly and most assuredly gone. Could he blame the wind? What good does that do, he said to himself in quick reflex. Surprising even himself with such a candid answer, he let his thoughts flow… there was no one to blame. The wind was stronger than his carefully constructed walls. That was simple and complete. The wind had no expectation, and so, he decided, neither should he. He sat and released all the mental files in his memory banks that held the blueprints for his former cottage and directed his attention toward the photonic stream of data that was pouring into him from above. His form became filtered into pure energetic self-sufficiency and around him swirled the particulate matter of reflected OM-stuff, itself glowing in the sun-infused space where he sat. This continued for some time, and when at last he opened his eyes, he gasped! All around him now appeared a home without structural supports, without beams, without nails, without the girding and gaps that his last home had. Arcing overhead from every side was a perfectly parabolic dome, the shape of a mindspace with the toroidal emanations of his heart magnified in all directions. It was lit from within by a soft yet persistently powerful glow that cast no shadows and revealed an opalescent shimmer of living energies coalesced into a thought-enhancing field. What a place in which to dwell! he thought, and instantly found himself at peace.
We hope you enjoyed our telling of this tale. Our intent beyond helping you relax for a moment from the day-to-day excitement of living in the matrix of Earth was to instill the imagery of what it is to live in the era of sudden relinquishment of structure, whether that is of beliefs or of some physicality. Your world is in flux in so many ways, we see, and we understand the stresses that the winds of change can bring upon a mind grown comfortable in a set of structured beliefs, no matter how sturdy and deep the foundations. The difference between belief and knowingness is like the difference between living in a house or breathing one’s life within a fabric of elemental unification so shimmering with light that all else blends in seamless understanding into a living opalescence. It is the difference between self-expression and self-integration, the subtle shift from perception to seeing in the timeless moment of now the eternity of Now outside of time’s confines. In fact, it is the movement from within definition into “is.” Strip down all of the layers of definition with which you interact in your various spheres of influence, and you will approach authenticity of who you are in the context of knowingness, in the “is.” In truth, “is” has nothing by which to define itself, yet it is itself knowingness unencumbered by the weight of belief. It is in knowing that you are.
What happens when all of a sudden, the rug is ripped out from under your feet, your carefully laid plans go flying away on the wings of the unexpected, and you find yourself amid the rubble of a once-sturdy belief structure? You have options. You are certainly able to say, well, after all, I did save some memories to comfort me in whatever comes next. Or, you can walk away from everything and trust that the winds that follow will bring with them a good reason to keep living. Or you can simply mourn your misfortune for the rest of your days. There are many options, and while moments of mourning do follow loss, there is little need to think that the loss of belief is equivalent to the loss of one’s life and breath. You have, many of you, mourned the loss of belief in mythical figures conjured in adult minds to aid children’s behavior, with the promise of sweet surprises. Likewise, many of you have taken that further, and let go of the belief (and good riddance) that you must deserve some reward before receiving it, based on the judgment of an outside, superior authority. How many of you have gone yet further, and relinquished the comfortable belief that all will be well, that your prayers will be answered, and that in the end, there will be some triumph of good over evil with happiness forever after for your soul’s rest? If that suggestion shocks you, let us continue with the counterpoint, which is, have you entertained the thought that in place of such a belief, that a knowingness of love’s succor will sustain life in all its forms and varieties? Ponder a moment the implications of such a swap, and take another look around at the walls you have constructed over time, no matter how temporary you told yourself they might be, no matter how absently you allowed the bricks and mortar of habitual thought to stack up around you in an invisible, yet very limiting cage. It doesn’t take long, you know, just a hope untrusted, just a tiny thought that someday, something good might happen… after all, you deserve it, after all you’ve been through. Dear ones, listen: You have it all already, in the timeless now from which you source. If you don’t see what you want, know it is in some form already there, at the end of a path or already in the palm of your hand, hidden perhaps in something you don’t recognize. If you can know in your bones that the future is bright, you are able to be there in the now moment you occupy, for there is no separation from the “is” other than a matrix-space of temporality, and that is merely a function of experience. You are always in connection with the authenticity of being and in truth, you are a representation of that in your reality, now. Do you know that? Tap into your heart, dive past the gateways of belief, and see what you find there. In the face of engagement with your truth, no wind, however fierce, and no act of unplanned impermanence will touch you. In the face of the authentic self, a zen calm penetrates even the most turbulent chaos.
“God knows,” you are fond of saying in various ways according to the belief structures upon which you drape your language. Are you willing to step away from that? Do you believe you will fall into a chasm of perdition if you do? Or maybe it’s like taking a step away from the Easter bunny, which you know doesn’t exist, at least not in the traditional coloring-book kind of way. Heck, while you’re at it, step away from that circle of thinking where you believe that we exist, too. We don’t ask you to believe in us, in our reality, or even in our words. We would much prefer that you rely on your knowingness for such things, for we don’t want to bear the weight of helping you construct yet other structures to shelter your mind from the light of understanding itself. When you step outside of such thoughtforms and patterned dances of mind, pure knowingness engages with the light that lives in every particle of your beingness. Engage with that authentic self, and remember who you are. The times that are coming will be easier to navigate, the lighter you are.
Give in to the thought that you are not taking a chance on losing your sanity by thinking that there is life elsewhere in the universe, and you might have to entertain another thought: Is there life from elsewhere that is here with us now? Many of you have explored such thoughts and come to the conclusion that it is neither sane nor reasonable to think otherwise than that there is such an abundance of life in the universe you inhabit. Those of you who have wrestled with such thinking, or those who have always known it to be thus, are the ones who are going to have some explaining to do in the short-term forecast when the reality of the situation bumps into those minds which have not yet fathomed the weirdness nexus on that particular point. We are practiced in the art of explaining ourselves, and we have shared quite a lot of our insights about our reality with you over the many years that we have been in communication with you over this channel. Now it’s going to be your turn to relay that information far and wide, when the time for telling the story to those who have not yet come to terms with the thinking you are familiar with have the thoughts come to mind.
We are not saying that you have to disseminate information or start a blog, or any other such thing. We are merely suggesting that you make yourselves available to those who ask probing questions about the morality of extraterrestrial human existence or the implications of otherworld people on the fabric of the planetary population’s ability to survive as a unitary organism. In fact, to get a jump on things, you might want to begin entertaining some new questions in your mind, such as, how does the existence of the human species outside of the confines of Earth impact the fabric of terrestrial humanity’s concept of self? How would you feel if you were relegated to the lone outpost of a far-away place and no one listened to your stories of the beauty and loving nature of life in other places? What if no one saw you even though you loved them intensely and saw them suffering in the dying days of a world in transition, and had words of hope they were not tuned to hear? You believe the experience of being one who is awake on the earth now is the experience we have described, yet it is our experience as well. You see, there is much we have in common already! You are the ones who will bring our vibration to your world not through new-age generalizations or persuading the deaf to decide to hear. You are the embodiments of a divinity that we share, that we see in you and that you sense in us. Simply being in cognizance of that is enough to start the movement of thought in the direction of global awakening on a grand scale. If you don’t think so, let us tell you a story to put our suggestion into perspective.
Once long ago, there was a gentle farmer who tended his crops by day and rested in the cradle of nature at night. He knew neither loneliness nor sorrow, for he always allowed himself to be immersed in the nature of Nature, and the vibration of life filled every particle of his being. He noticed how life filled the land, how it poured through the sunshine and the rain. He saw it move in his fields and grow in his crops, and everywhere there was balance between the coming and going of life, like the ebb and flow of the tide of a river. One day, along came a neighbor, who had led himself to the man’s field by way of instinct, for the field was not visible from the world of city folk. His visitor asked him how his garden grew so lush when not a single other farm in the county was green or productive. The farmer paused in his communion with his fields and was silent a moment, attuning himself to the surrounding fields around his own land. The visitor thought he had misunderstood and had gone to sleep, but then the farmer opened his eyes and spoke directly: “I know neither famine nor drought as the energies of life-sustaining Earth. I know only the absence of turmoil and pestilence in the field I tend, for I make no allowance for them in the formula I apply to the crops. And that, kind sir, is that life knows living, and the absence of life is known when living is forsaken. My fields are abundant not because I believe they are but because I believe in nothing. My work is not based on the probabilities of extinction, but on the knowledge that life survives. I just get out of the way and let it course through the fields from whatever source it comes, from the soil, from the sun, and from my internal sense of connection to life itself. It is merely an extension of my own experience of life as un-separate from any of these things, either in my body or my thoughts, or in my awareness of life living in me.”
This is not the answer the visitor was expecting, but so receiving it, he thanked the farmer and went on his way, the words and demeanor of the man’s character reverberating through him with some sense of displacement from normal routine. He had never seen such power in gentleness, nor such gentle truth in the hands of any person he had met before. He thought and he dreamed and he found himself acting in ways he himself was unaccustomed to, triggered by the words the farmer had laid on his jaded yet receptive ears. He hadn’t expected it, that is true, but he felt as if he had gained some piece of a great puzzle he had long been attempting to put together in a different way. There were no pieces missing, nor was there anything to seek, he realized. Life is living and it takes on the form in its wisdom it chooses, to serve the sustenance of livingness itself.
We are here in great numbers both around and within your world, interacting with you in diverse ways, both outward and inward. You are seeing that in ways that are becoming more bold. It is to your delight, but consider, is it to another’s dread? Is it to another’s confusion that these things are becoming more apparent? We have been interacting with humanity over eons of your reckoning of time, as have other cadres of outworlders with varying intentions and levels of interceding in your world’s natural development. We have not brought ourselves to your attention to say that we are anything other than family and friends who love you, who love your world, who love life and who love seeing it expressing itself in such beauty and diversity as it does in Earth’s biosphere. We are here to say, let the structures of oppression fall and let the wild nature of life set your world on course for a blossoming of life which will astound you in its raw, unadulterated beauty. You are stirring, people of Earth, you are waking and you are opening your eyes by degrees. As you encounter newly awakened planetmates, remember the questions that first came to you, and remember the scenarios we have elaborated upon here. You are ready to say your truth in new ways and for new ears to hear them. Your fellow lightbearers are shining and together you shimmer around the planet, from our far-out vantage point. Know that those who have shunned your stories of the journey you have taken will soon be seeking you for counsel. Be gentle with them as we have been with you, insistent in expressing our love and respect for you and encouraging you to release those belief structures that have served their purpose and are needed no longer. Teach light by being light, dear ones, for your time has come and will be upon you soon. We are with you for support and guidance always. Seek us out in your heart and know that we are there, encouraging you silently, loving you and wishing you grace in all things.
In peace, we say, stars shine within each of you now. Let the shine within show!
Looking ahead into the year before you, we were going to tell you a few things that might settle your minds about the things that are most likely to appear on your world screen. However, upon thinking it over, we decided instead to tell you some of the things that would not be coming your way, to settle minds far and wide in a more satisfying way. Sometimes, it’s better to know what isn’t going to happen than it is to know what is likely, and from there make the necessary daring moves on your part to make even more wonderful things happen.
First, we would like to point out that there is no danger of the last big comet colliding with the Earth. While you may be seeing more fireballs in the sky in the coming days and weeks, you will not take a direct hit in a catastrophic bowling-ball style. So don’t worry about that. There are some other things in the inner reaches of your solar system that may catch your attention, and when they show up we will have more to say on that matter. For now, enjoy the days of sunshine and know that you are well shielded from celestial loose cannons.
In the environmental disaster that you know as Fukushima, there is concern that the entire planet will be flooded with radioisotopes in such a way that life will not continue, that entire nations will be infected with damaging ionizing radiation and genetic mutations, or that the global ecosystem will fail. Let this be one thing you do not have to lose your cool about: We are guarding the facility to what extent we are able and have been monitoring the progress of its demise. While there are indeed high levels of radioactive toxicity in your world, it is out of the question that it would entirely wipe out life or civilization in any way that would prevent the human species from maintaining their evolutionary course as it has been set. You have decisions to make, yet there is one thing you can be assured of. The long period of disinformation is about to end, the truth is coming out, and we are working to alleviate the worst of the effects. In the final analysis, there is no such thing as a nuclear nightmare about to happen, and while there are many who are in harm’s way in the learning curve that is public awareness of global catastrophe, your world will not disintegrate and the race will live on to see a brighter day. Those who have made the choice at the level of soul before incarnating here, who will have direct effects from this event and its fallout, will be given the opportunity to explore their decision and give their experience the kind of reflection they destined themselves to do. There are no innocent victims, though there are casualties, and with the pain of loss comes a soul integration that for the most part remains unseen while you are still on the plane of existence that is the world stage.
If the revolution doesn’t happen on schedule according to the plans of the overlords who have navigated through it so far, it will indeed get going on schedule for those who have a very real interest in seeing things settled in a new groove, one that allows humanity to flourish on its own terms and not under the oppressive rule of the erstwhile leaders of the dragon brigands who have carved out their lair in the suburban paradise of earth’s life-sustaining garden. They will not like the outcome, perhaps, but then again, it was never a hard and fast rule that they would win on their terms, only that they would work towards bending the game to their favor while keeping a few cards up their sleeves. The turn of events that comes in the year 2014 is going to have a lot of people recalibrating their way of looking at things, and the way reality is going to be impacted, we don’t see the continuance of life under the present system as something that you’ll be aware of for much longer. Be aware, however, that the present system is part of a greater and grander system that you may not yet be able to fully appreciate, and the ones who are acting in the shadows will have their own dramas to fulfill while you have the stage and spotlight on your own revelations of understanding and love.
Finally, to turn your attention to the skies, where many of you have been straining your eyes to see a speck of shiny metal silently gliding over the disbelieving populace, we say please don’t expect that there will be an invasion from outer space. It is not our style to participate in such theatrics, and the truth is, anything that you see as invasionary tactics will be coming from those already firmly established on the ground among you. While some of our crew are indeed walking the halls and byways of your world’s higher-vibratory-compatible areas, we are not and will not be part of an invasion force. Rather, our preference for contact takes a more intimate route of meeting face to face when the time is right for communion between our world and another’s to commence. That time may well be at hand, it is true, but you will not be witness to the kind of blastingly big theatrical entertainment that some would have you expect. We have more to say on this, and will comment further as the need arises for you to be ready for the next level of information. Many of you are well prepared and many of you are making the final steps toward becoming prepared for open contact. While others are not and probably will never be ready to participate in the direct contact scenario that is lately emerging, there are many who may yet surprise even themselves at the kinds of awakening they will soon see in their own lives. Don’t give up on everyone just yet, dear friends. There is room for many more to join the party, and we are prepared to welcome your sleepy comrades just as much as we are prepared to welcome you.
Is this enough to get you geared up for the birth of 2014? It is enough that you can begin to understand the level of expectancy that surrounds the emergent year from our side of the timeline. We are so open to you as friends and guides, if you have anything that feels like the sense you can make out of it is in need of some illumination from loving minds and hearts. We are just a breath away, dear friends. It is our pleasure and honor to initiate this communication with you, and we are happy to take it further. If you ever want to talk, we are available. Remember that we are with you, we are among you, and we are watching and waiting for you to arrive at the moment of meeting. We are here, and we wish you all the light of the new day to shine in your hearts with the brilliance of a love intent on living in the opalescent terrestrial company of a humanity at one with itself as people of the third planet, sun Sol, galactic group Alcyone. We look forward to welcoming you into the reality of redefined terrestriality! Be of good cheer and look in love with each other into a new day’s light.
Hints are everywhere that the time has come for intervention from a higher source of reason and this is the response we of the League of Light have to give. You are really in for a nasty surprise if you are thinking that the world will get away from its own karma, its own balancing act, by allowing the destruction of its biosphere to happen while people are readying for a major upgrade. This is not the case. The world has its own plan, dear people who inhabit it, and you are part of that plan. Some of you have opted for the lesson of facing the ultimate kind of fear a human can muster and remaining in the awareness of the planet’s timing in transforming itself into the next phase of evolvement. This is suffering in the realm of degradation, war, and illusory reality and is the service of the great soul of evolved beingness to allow the opening of the temporal realities of other worlds so that the final conflict can be staged for the spiritual imperative of making a decision about what is the truth and what is falsehood in humanity’s drama. Those who are making their way at this time through the suffering are those souls who chose to incarnate for the sake of giving OM the experience of extreme hopelessness and loss, those who will reveal love’s greatest secrets yet to the mind of OM. OM knows all, yet OM allows the isness to experience in the creation of reality, and thus is the mind of OM given form. It is the mind of men which calculates and plans and uses the forces of nature to bend reality into a form that appears not entirely divine, but which in reality is only as real as the life it is given.
On the other side of the fence from those who suffer realities’ harshest conditions are those that line their pockets with cash gained from the commerce of pain. Do they play a role in the evolvement of the planet? Indeed they do, for if it were not for the balancing activity of universal 3, there would be no movement at all. There is something to gain, as awakening humanity, from the study of low-lifes such as these, for they carry a secret that you have searched for over lifetimes of incarnational matrix-jumping, and the lock to get at this treasure is in the deepest, most secret part of your ability to love. We are not saying to pet them and give them bread, for they have plenty of comfort on their own accord. No. What we are suggesting, dear ones, on the good word of OM itself, is to see within their form the core vibrational sequence that matches the core of life. There is still some left in some of them yet. Not all of it has been sequenced out of their DNA from repetitive interbreeding. Where you see the concord of sequenced pattern of life, bless the fact that you can recognize it and in that action, know that you have brought life into harmonic resonance with itself. The loss of life is not the business of our crew, though we have seen more than our share of it in our history, as well. We are telling you what we have learned so that you may gain the necessary traction to pull yourselves together as a singular organism of consciousness and opalesce in the dark void of the threat of annihilation, thereby changing the course of your own history and gaining the immunity to withstand dark encroaching thirst for energies that have held you apart from the light of OM’s totality for far too long. There is love where there is life, remember this always, and respect the choice of a soul to place it where it is in the totality of OM’s light.
The magic number is three. We have laid the level on the two points of suffering and degradation, and two is in balance with itself. To gain momentum and raise the level higher in the dimensional matrix, isness needs the third component of conscious creation, and that is awareness of love. We hinted at this above, and you might have guessed, if you are reading these words, that it is you who are the ones who carry this crowbar, wherever you fall on the continuum of comfort. If you have the awareness of Self, of knowing who you are as an emanation of the mind of OM, of the foundational substance in which your soul makes its foray into the limitlessness of form, then the third node of sentient beingness has become your point of view. It is your awareness, no matter if you are sneaking around the corner from a sniper’s gun or sneaking your hand into the cookie jar at grandma’s house, that brings you out of the balancing act of duality into the intradimensional field of sentience alive in its play of consciousness. It is in this state of awareness that freedom is achieved, that liberation from the limitation of thought is brought into the limitless experience of the soul released from the mind. From the point of view of one who is aware of life and is unable to differentiate between life and love as fundamental states of being, there is nothing that is not alive as light being animated by understanding. In the cognizance of divinity is love made one.
We are here in the field of intradimensional communication with you at this time in your planetary history to impart the data which has sat unnoticed in the delirium of matrix-based consciousness. As you are rousing yourselves en masse from the febrile dream of war and criminality passing for life’s fundamental rules of play, we remind you to shift your gaze to the skies and let the form of our interdimensional communication take shape in your viewfinders and minds. We are here to give you our greeting in the light of a new temporality, which even now is beginning to graze the shell of the collective mind. If you are ready to proceed, we are ready to move into clearer formation. Let your heart be free, dear family and friends, and let our words be light in your mind. In the deepest love and the fullest respect, we say to you, the time has come for awareness to make its mark in the field untrodden by a global people ready to be met in the light of a new day, as one people living in the truth of love’s intelligent design of life.
Have you ever thought about the one thing that would make you the happiest coming true? To be free from some lock, to be given a treasure, to have a lasting and fulfilling love? All these are attainable in one way or another, the truth is. You have already had them becoming true in your life if you have ever given your heart to the hands of your soul. The key to all freedom, treasure, and love is there, eternally and steadfastly. All you need to do is trust, and let it transmit. And get out of the way. The heart knows how to get there.
Once there was a farmer in a field of his crops, standing and looking up at the sky with a hand to shade his eyes from the upsetting glare of the sun. He hadn’t seen anything but sun and night for a long time, and yet the only clouds in sight were the ones that filled his head with thoughts of dark heavy worry, and anger at the elements for letting him down. He knew things would have to change, eventually, but his patience had long ago been drained, and his family looked gaunt and haggard. So did he, but the only thing he could do was to tell the mind of the sky to send some water to his dying fields. When a drop of water fell on his head, he fell on his knees and thanked the sky for responding. As the drops accumulated on the dry mud around him, he remembered with some difficulty the words to a song he knew as a child, telling the rain to go away, come back another day. Before he had put the words in order, the rain had ceased and so had his hope of life returning to the parched earth. Had his childish memory killed the rain, he thought? Of course that was silly to think of, but it did cross his mind. He sat on his heels and decided to give up. If he was put in that field, with that family, in that place at a time of no rain and heavy downpours of sunlight, he might as well just accept the inevitable truth that there must be some good reason for it in the mind of his soul. At any rate, there seemed little he could do to change things, and the kind of work he could get outside of his soil-based economy was definitely not going to cover his needs. So, he got up, dusted himself off, and set his eyes toward a different sun, one invisible in the glare of day’s activity but recognizable by his heart nonetheless, one he watched rise when he could at night, one that beckoned his heart to settle on peaceful vibrations and emotions of home. With this as his lodestone, he turned toward the farmhouse, family, and bread. Everything else, he trusted, would follow. It was just a matter of time until he had to decide on anything more important that eating a humble dinner, and he would simply do what was before him until the time came for that to happen. After all, he heard his mind say, wasn’t it better to do as he pleased, even if he didn’t know where that would lead, than to second-guess and end up wishing he had done things differently? So he had his dinner, enjoyed the evening sunset, and read a good book before heading to meditation in sleep. He allowed his mind to let go of his worry and redefine it as something other than a big problem, and as he dreamed, he saw the light of clarity and wisdom leaguing together in the space within his form, coalescing into thought, and waiting for him to awaken. Before he knew it, his world had changed in a way he hadn’t expected! The worry of the previous day had dissolved in the sudden appearance of a new and different light, a new sun, and a new energy of life. What was this? Dear ones, you will soon see for yourselves.
Is a new light about to break through the layers of Earth’s blanket of sleep? Yes. Is a thunderbolt going to shatter the complacency of humanity’s sleeping masses? Yes. Are you going to see everything change in an instant? Relatively speaking, yes. You are on the edge of the dawning of a new day, in very literal terms. You will be on the forefront of a new humanity building a new world on a renewed planet, and all that stands before you is to survive the transition from now to then, to keep yourself intact, and to bring with you the remembrance of the dream and its promise of light glowing from within the dark recesses of mental slavery. Hope, dear ones, is what we are talking about, the hope that you have carried with you from generation to generation, the seed that has been given to successive returns of soul to body, the light that shines on your way in the darkest of times and circumstances. It is now that you will need to kindle that flame into something brighter than a spark, for the days ahead may knock some of the outer lights loose from their moorings and help may be just out of arm’s reach for some. Know that we are listening to the heartbeat of the cosmos and keeping a watchful sweep of the night’s shadows. We want you to wake up but we will not disturb you as you do. It only makes people grumpy.
Listen to the skies and know that the changes that are happening are natural and not designed to destroy your soul. Stay tuned to the frequencies of light that imbue the truth of the universe’s fundamental being, of life, and of love becoming more transparent in all things, and the ride will be less bumpy, for the most part. Come what may, know that you are most definitely not alone, that you have powerful friends in the wings, and the internal recalibration that inevitably comes on the next incoming wave of light will bring new understandings, old wisdom remembered, and peace deep within the heart of humanity. We are with you now, as we have always been. High time is almost here, when the new normal will arise above your world’s depth of suffering and bring you home on a more fine weave of being.
When the final push for saving life on the planet becomes paramount in the minds of every human being on the place you now call home, we will be with you. It is not for us to say when that will be, for we can’t control your decision to awaken, only encourage it. This is your realm of control, dear ones, not ours or anyone else’s. There are free-thinkers and there are followers and there is everything in between, and there are those that have a vested interest in the continuance of your slumber. Be vigilant, for the dawn is peeking through the curtains of night and death is flying back to its lair for internal growth gone out of control. You have nothing to fear from us, our friends, sense this in your beingness. We have nothing to fear from the old enemies of humanity. There is nothing that need fear, but fear itself, for fear’s days are numbered now.
High in the skies above we are, and with you in spirit and in the real world we are as well. We have never really left this world you are in, for your fate is entwined with our own in the sense that there is a blood recognition in frequency and the entirety of our love has been for the eventual reunion with the parts of soul that have needed reintegration into the harmonic of one. It is in our blood to long for this, and the field of resonance in this longing also has an overtone that tickles the soul of humanity on Earth to wield its internal light in the relentless movement toward the inner teeming chorus that goes into ecstasy in the face of the divinity it encounters within its individuated personalities that populate the planet and await the return to wholeness in accordance with the truth of Love in all things. You are familiar with this feeling, are you not? When it arises is when the feeling of freedom also shows itself, and power comes into being from within. Home is the closest frequency we can mention in relation to this phenomenon of self-recognition.
No longer are you hearing Hell’s sizzle in every corner of your awareness, for there is a sigh of relief that sneaks through the veil of the collective consciousness of humanity. Hear it? It is the echo of your own soul. It has the intensity of a thousand suns behind it, and the ectoplasm of energies beyond the realm of sight is seeping through the cracks that have formed in the demolition of reality that is currently underway. It is the energy of frightful apparitions taking flight, and of demons starving for attention finally getting the blast of light from a thousand thousand conscious pairs of eyes turned on at once. There is a great trembling coming, dear ones, and isn’t it nice to know that it comes not a moment too soon for the time to grind to a halt and restart its workings? It seems like that’s something that’s on the minds of many, and it feels like that’s what the totality of the energies of change are, when they pass through. It’s just a matter of time and seeing what happens.
In the front of it all, dear family, is you. You have in front of you a picture and this is what you have to walk through when you move forward. When you walk through the picture, you will see something new. This is how time works, and it is how you have lived all your days. It is no different now, but that you may be more aware of how you create the next holographic arrangement of light particles within the matrix of your own mind. There is a field in front of you, around you, which you walk through and exist in physicality within. It has reverberations and it has malleability, and it is controlled in part by your own mind’s eye. You have only to think of what it is that you are doing and you are able to alter it. You have only to think of the next moment and you are in it, whether it is what you think it is or is merely a variation on a theme that your soul has interjected some permutation of finite mathematics upon. There is only the moment that exists between thoughts that is pure and without form or influence, and this is the place where magic and miracles happen. It is the place where you have the ease of synergy, of flow, of OM. It is without entrainment until you are again aware of the reality of your life, and exists in definite ease relative to nothing and everything as one. This is the place from which we communicate to you and the place from which you are asked to try out a new kind of toy, which is your mind free from the influence of fear on a global scale. If you like it, we’ll be happy to lend a hand with whatever kind of new reality you dream up in time for a soul party like you’ve never dreamed of before.
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.
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.