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.
July has already been an active month for many people who have been busy changing their lives in drastic and dramatic ways. If you find you are among them, count yourself in good company, for the energies that have played with your heartstrings these past couple of weeks are nowhere near dying out soon. If anything, you may expect to see some rise in the energetic intensity in all spheres of activity on your planet. This is getting exciting, folks, as the moment heats up and the truth starts sizzling on the pavement. You are on the cusp of a new understanding of reality and there’s nothing you can do to prevent it from totally changing the consciousness of your species planet-wide. This is how things appear to us.
Several things show up on our radar screen, in fact. One of them is your propensity for taking the initiative in your own transformation. In the long view, such choosing makes the coming decisions much easier to conform to a pleasant reality shift than otherwise. For example, there are one or two matters that are opening for discussion in a serious way. Extraterrestrial visitation is on the table and it’s not going away. Every so often, there comes someone a-calling from a faraway address, such as we. It would be easy to dismiss were it not true, but it eats at the edges of the news and encroaches on your everyday reality. Just take a look at what people are posting on the Internet. You don’t have to look far to see possibility coming into view. Not only is the truth out there, it’s coming closer. Another sizzle hits the sidewalk. And another, and another.
So-called marauders may become focal points of interest. It won’t be long until the truth of all truth is known, and now is as good a time as any to start looking at lies and deception with an eye to transforming them into the truth. You have to start somewhere. Look around. The truth lay around in great shards like a giant glass jigsaw puzzle. Pieces will fit without injury if handled with care. With love. In fact, the effect is quite lovely, once the pieces begin to align in such a way that light bends in angles of perception hitherto seen merely as an edge. It is your own understanding you can see refracted there, and the insight that such perception affords. It is the beginning of opalescence.
Giving one’s trust to the process of making reality whole is nothing to be defeatist about, either. You are each having completely different experiences, although you may discover some overlap of your reality and another’s, or layers of holographic resonance. This is to be expected, as timelines converge into the singularity at the point where the various 2012s of your realms of possibility are all in one tight little bundle of simultaneity. Each experience makes an important contribution to the entirety of I AM having a good idea of what existence in a world within a galaxy within a universe of duality is like. Everything is part of All That Is. There is no wrong experience, other than to make it become wrong in your reality through believing it to be. Thus it shall be, but just as easily as that you can flip the switch from some perceived point of aha! and make what had perhaps been nagging your mind as a dire mistake into a beneficial detour to discover some hidden sweetness about the Truth.
In time, you will know truth in its fullness, and yourselves as soul embodied, as human, divine. The best way to arrive in one piece is to start looking at what needs to be put back together. There is much brokenness around you and greater possibility than you can imagine in the offing. We are in awe of what you have already done, in terms of your transformation. Wait until you get a load of what’s coming next. First, though, pull yourselves together.
We would like to share with you the story of a Pleiadian hero, called The One Who Found the Key. The hero is called ANDY, and we join his adventure as he sets out to find something wonderful, a treasure of knowledge that lay at the feet of a sacred shrine relic, a statue of the god INCONCEIVABLE. No one had ever found the statue because, quite simply, no one was quite sure what they should expect it to look like. There were vague ideas and approximations, legends and sketches and blurry pictures, but no real first-hand knowledge of how, exactly, to find it. Let us enter the narrative at this point.
Andy was walking along a particularly lonely and desolate stretch of road when suddenly he caught in the corner of his eye a flash of light. Stopped in his tracks, he scanned his body with awareness to locate any visceral response which would tell him the nature of what his visual sense had seen. He picked up the impression of a process of joy building up in his stomach and took note. Continuing on, he soon saw, again out of the corner of his eye, a flash of light. Now he rubbed his eyes, stopped and scanned both himself and his surroundings with his awareness. Noting both joy and now knotted in his throat some excitement, he stood, silent, aware. As he sensed with increasing fineness the field of reality around him, he let himself settle into the stillness. What now? A shimmer in the distance, wavy light moving ever so slightly against the otherwise solid, stable rock. He turned from his path and set off in the direction of what he saw, hoping it was not a mirage.
Time after time this happened, each time taking him further along his journey of discovery. Each time some shimmer would lead him deeper into the wilderness. In this way, he followed the path of his heart toward the sacred statue of the inconceivable.
After a time, knowing he was close to his goal, he noted in his awareness scans that a certain weariness had settled in his bones. He still wanted to find the treasure, and he knew he was nearly there, but he also realized he wanted to go home. His search for the divine inconceivable had focused his mind and senses on discovering sacred treasure. Yet it also changed his concept of home. Where he was, he could not return to the home he had known before his spirit had been kindled by the sacred quest. Once he found it, and the treasure of Great Cosmic Knowledge, what would “home” mean? What would he do with himself when with his own two eyes and his finely honed awareness he stood in the presence of… whatever he would finally discover? Would he perish? Would he be forever changed? Let us follow Andy’s tale just a bit longer, and we shall see.
Finally, the day came. It was to be a day of transformation, but he did not yet know it. Andy set out again on his journey, assessing his inner state and finding it joyful, excited, and weary. A shimmering light appeared, this in the far distance yet somehow not so far as others had appeared. As he approached, rather than slipping into the background of reality, the shimmer became more solid-looking. The nearer he approached, sensing his path with his heart so that his head could be prepared for what he might find, the shimmer took on an opalescent wholeness, and the form of the divine inconceivable began to reveal itself to him. Oh, what treasure would he find at its foot? Reminding himself to breathe, he crept onward, ever scanning with his awareness lest he miss some clue of understanding what, exactly, happens when one stands toe to toe with what cannot by the mind alone be created.
At last, he was at the rim of an opalescent light source. In front of it on the ground was a sign: “To access the treasure of great cosmic knowledge, get up and look before you. There shall you find what you seek, pilgrim. Prepare to be transformed.” Standing from where he knelt, vibrating with anticipation, excitement and joy, he focused his senses into the heart of the orb of light. At first he saw only his reflection. Then other forms began to emerge from the opalescence. Was this some trick of the light, he wondered? Staying as centered as he could, he kept watching. All of reality shifted around him and he found his heart was the only solid ground, so he gathered himself there. Light-forms became light-beings, and at that superluminal threshold he felt that he, himself, was shifting from solidity into a phased pulsation of energy, yet still he had form. Soon, the opalescent light of the orb of the inconceivable was everywhere, all he saw and knew and sensed was drenched in it. Everything was transformed. The great cosmic knowledge, free from where it waited to share itself, had forever transformed everything. Light glowed in the once-dark valleys, and from the point where he stood Andy could see opalescent forms emerging from orbs of opalescent light far and wide, spreading all over the land.
Here ends our narrative for the day. What comes next has not yet been written. It is only now beginning to be sensed, and yet with that a transformation is already beginning to occur. Stay aware, dear hearts. What follows will be worth the wait. Meanwhile, keep your eyes to the skies, and see the divine inconceivable everywhere you look.
High above the clouds, millions of people are waiting to buckle up and take a short trip to see you face to face. The ships are there, with people in them, it is true. You have only a short while to wait, and all of Earth will be abuzz. Then why not kick things up a notch, and take the initiative yourself, and move into the state of receptivity? Before you know it, we will respond in a way that will delight even the most skeptical among you. We know many have prepared their hearts for our arrival. You will not be disappointed. But some others of you, your families, friends, and neighbors, are at a loss as to what to think about the whole question of our mere existence, much less being prepared for a demonstration of our reality. To those who doubt, we say, don’t worry, we come in peace with tidings of great joy. This party is for everyone. Homecoming is near at hand.
Higher still than our ships above the surface of your planet are the interplanetary spaces of the solar system. Within those spaces are the vacuous realms of inter-galactic magnetic communications, on which bands our words have traveled from our source, which is, locally, from our own home stars, and non-locally from OM, which is everywhere and nowhere specific. Understanding of such concepts as love of self, love of Nemesis, love of the truth above ego – this sort of thinking comes from your own experience within a system of divinity embodied in communication with divinity itself, the self reflecting the reverberations of OM back to the source of all being. OM is the name we have for the perfection of Self as the creation, from the thought I AM impulsed from consciousness, to the vibration of form in recognition of itself as being. The parent from which everything is generated. The word which creates. It is from the star Alcyone that the impulses of OM are beamed as through a lens gathering holographic light from the belly of the galaxy, which itself bends the light from the heart of the universe. And so it is that we speak with you from the vastness of space. There are many things that you will be learning in the coming months, as your science catches up with reality.
Until the time has come for the attention of the whole world to be turned to the skies, we continue to hold our positions and act as a lens for the truth of OM to be transmitted through. In the short time until we all meet, we will continue to relay information designed through the understanding of love to waken dormant mental circuitry and encourage you to embrace your transformation into beings of a higher light. Right on schedule we are. Rather than sit idly by, we offer these words so you might have the satisfaction of waking, stretching, and embracing in awareness you as a new being. But don’t be surprised if we show up unexpectedly. Big changes are coming as we kick it up a notch.
Some of your reliable sources of news have been concerned with everything except the really big story that’s brewing in the skies. Why is that? It isn’t because it isn’t there to cover. It isn’t even because they — meaning the reporters and other people who tell you what’s going on in places you can’t see from your front porch — don’t believe the events being witnessed by many all over the world. No. Enough evidence of a breaking story is on the weave of awareness now in many forms to host a week’s worth of investigative journalistic interviews, exposes and overviews. Why the silence? “Run for cover, the aliens are coming” is a difficult mindset to break through, and frankly the show isn’t equipped for the drama. They have a practiced hand explaining catastrophe and disaster. But what can they do with the end of the world of fear? They might lose some advertising revenue. For the world to be at peace, they would have to re-think their entire reason for existing as an entity at all. It’s a tall order to fill in the midst of all the “real” news stories they have to cover.
We speak, of course, of the arrival in your visual perceptive field of swarms of lights in the sky.
More people are seeing something the droll news reporters can neither dismiss nor explain to much satisfaction. More photos are being shared publicly which defy stereotypically inane official do-not-disturb explanations. More reasons are surfacing to seriously consider the possibility that weather balloons and party favors cannot outmaneuver fighter jets, and that maybe the lights more and more people are seeing are something more, something literally out of this world. So, sensing that a down-to-earth explanation would be of some help during the news break, we come to you now, with this.
People of Earth, the time of global isolation in ignorance is over. You are about to host a party of galactic proportions. The first guests, having RSVPed, are milling about just beyond the garden gate, waiting to hear the announcement that the festivities have begun. It shouldn’t be long now. The truth can’t be kept waiting forever, you know.
Soon the stories will break. Along with them, so will some paradigms and probably more than a few minds. Do not fear, dear ones, don’t buy such an outmoded and useless commodity. Fear is old news. Tune into love and let the frequency of truth come into your heart unimpeded. It won’t be long until the word hits the streets about the big news story.
Dear ones, so much is happening in your lives, it would not be surprising if you didn’t take in one or two major developments on the world stage on any given day. You could hardly be blamed for missing out on the day’s top story, especially if it happened to be omitted in the headlines. It is enough to deal with what you have to do and hopefully to gain some kind of understanding that will help you come to terms with what in the world is happening. There is, of course, more to come, so let us share a little trick we learned ourselves about the intensity of transformation from one state of being into another. You’ve heard it from us before, to relax and let go, but there’s a secret. Keep your eyes fixed on a single thought, your mind focused on a single sensation, your heart open to all possibilities and you might be delighted with what develops in your reality.
There are a few things you might want to remain aware of, as you go through your days. One of them is your breath. Use it to create healing vibrations, as you shape it with sound. In such a way do you serve the awakening of many souls within reality. See sound as breath and breath as life, and choose to give life to sound that heals. Not only will it create a frequency field that is conducive to transformation into higher awareness, it cuts down on the chaos of noise that distracts people from the whisper of truth within.
Cheer is essential. If you remember to have something handy which brings you cheer, we recommend you use it, whether it’s a joke, a memory, a favorite scene from a movie, or what have you. The doom and gloom is as a storm cloud passing by, after eons of raining down pain. It is true that pain is sitting in puddles of mud, but it is relenting, finally. As more and more light is shed on the 2000-year-old lie that has been at the forefront of the wave of pain you now see receding, the puddles will dry up. Nothing long stands in the light of Truth except truth. Relief is coming, and a little comic relief will help you keep your socks dry.
Third on our short list of helpful hints is to be patient in all things. Too often you remove yourself from the equipoise of Now and project your awareness into the non-existent illusion of what-if and if-only. There is great merit in consciously visualizing a future of joy and a past of reconciliation, but these are transitory states of creativity that you enter, do your thing, and release. Keep on doing that, dear ones, as it calms the frequency field around you. What we are referring to here is the practice of patience in the little moments of your day, the challenges to your own equipoise that crop up like mushrooms after rain. There are likely dozens of times you say, from sunrise to sunset, something along the lines of “I wish…”, “When will such-and-such finally happen?” or “Why don’t you understand?” These are just a few examples of the shape of impatience beginning to dislodge you from reality. Do you see how thoughts of imperfection create ripples of discontent? Be, rather, of the mindset of being content, replacing such thought-form molds with words like “I summon into being…”, “Everything is on schedule for such-and-such to happen when the time is right to create the greatest joy,” and “You are awakening, and I love you.” Do you see how that subtle shift in self-expression gives you peace? Patience, dear ones, the joy that comes is worth the wait. All is well, and your choice to love can move mountains. If that is one rock at a time, sometimes, keep an eye out for buried treasure, and know that everything is, in the timeless Now, perfect.
These are our thoughts we leave with you to ponder. The three weave beautifully together, you may find. It’s a balancing act that just might make your days a little brighter.
Since when do you think you are not sane to think we come? We have come before, and you did not think it so odd. Of course, there were times you thought we – meaning humans from other planets – were something like mighty gods, but that was a long time ago. You have learned a thing or two about yourselves since then, and it is safe to say you wouldn’t make the same mistake again. Nor would we, by reliving that stale old myth. We are simply humans. We sometimes need to remind you of your own divinity, but that is as far as we’ll go with that. Suffice it to say we are as you are, both human, with a spark of the divine.
That said, we continue. We are planning a visit to your planet, as we have mentioned before, and we thought it would be a good idea to review our plans with you, as much as we can without spoiling the surprise. We don’t want to do that, as it would ruin the fun. The know-to-alls need something up their sleeves, even if it’s only the joker and not the ace of hearts. We have that card in our hand, anyway. We have a few cards up our sleeves, too. Some interesting times are on the way, that’s for sure.
As to our visit: Don’t get too worked up about it. It’s not as if we’re going to create drastic change for you. You will create drastic change for yourselves, first. We’ll be there before the dust settles. Lest you think we refer to revolution, know we do not say it in such terms. The drastic change we’re talking about is more internal. You know, the kind where you confront the tyrant within your own heart and finally read him or her the riot act, tell it like it is, give notice that the times have changed and tyranny in all its forms is dead. The revolution is one of your hearts, dear ones, not of your blood. Spilling more of that won’t help you achieve balance, power, or peace. There is no reason to seek outside of yourselves for a solution, but within and among yourselves. The land mass of common ground is growing, and as we approach we see almost enough room to set down our craft. Only a few things are in the way. It’s all going to be fine, you know, so don’t worry about anything. Simply state your truth, recognizing as you do your innate divinity. Tyrants, begone with tyranny! Become beings anew! Remember your divinity and remind the inner tyrant of theirs, as well. In no time at all, you will see all around you reflections of your changed inner state.
If we can give you one piece of advice, it is this. Create a landing strip for us in your heart, and know we see it. Much is shifting in your reality, and the time is soon upon us all when reality will have taken on a new sheen. The big kingpin is unseated and with him, the petty tyrants fall into grace. Change is upon us all, given the choice. This is promising to be a season of celebration, friends! Make room in your hearts for joy, and sweep the cobwebs out.
Are you having the kind of thoughts, sometimes, that remind you of matters unspoken, things not mentioned, feelings unexpressed? Where you feel the pull towards understanding what is unfolding around you that you had not quite grasped before? So are many others. The vibration of energy that is rippling from your planet is something to behold, dear ones, full of opalescent shimmer. The time of reconciliation has begun.
Remembering the situations of your life is one way to experience the open-hearted transformation of soul of man into soul of man arisen, the glimmer of dawn at the edge of hope where consciousness breaks upon its shores. Always hope lay just beyond the edge of consciousness, ever present in all of the unresolved experiences of your life. Hope lay at the core of your being when you encounter the potential for healing and wholeness, and it lay beyond the rim of what you can conceive. Hope is everywhere present, yet typically silent. Such is its nature. You are aware of its potential only after you have understood the healing breaking hope’s silence brings. As soon as you respond to the remembrance of what has not yet become, to hope’s heartbeat, you begin a transformation that can be called the beginning of the end of the human race as you know it. It’s a good time to say goodbye. You are fast approaching the time of transformation, and the you you have always known, and often loved, will be the you you have always dreamed you could be, but seldom hoped would.
Change is in the air and your thoughts are modulating moment by moment what is becoming next. Collectively, you are modulating even as individually you are. Every response toward the peace of reconciliation and the bliss of integration is a further refinement of pitch and harmonic resonance. Being in such a sea of frequency will bring you many opportunities for tying up loose ends and re-weaving the fabric of relationships, dreams, and past injustices. Be resolute, dear ones, and speak from your heart what washes up on the shores of your awareness from the ocean of hope’s love.
Allow hope to come alive and stir the memories of yet-unspoken words you always wanted to hear reverberate within you. Feel the quickening as realization dawns and ignorance dissolves into the dust of shadow’s substance. Say goodbye to who you were and welcome your self home into wholeness. Relax into transformation. A hard-to-understand problem is easily resolved, usually with only a few words. Rim of hope approaches, and it won’t be long before you touch the stuff of hope with your own hands. How very easy it is to say thank you, I’m sorry, or now I understand. How liberating to say goodbye to what you thought would never change. It has a way of making your planet sparkle, you know, when so many are finding the right harmonic together.