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!
We have been waiting to tell you some things until now, on the off chance that you might notice them yourselves and put the pieces together in a way that would make this message superfluous. Some have figured it out, some have it just on the tip of their tongue, and some have no idea what it could be, yet have a vague sense of knowing “something” is on the horizon, change is in the air, things are not what they seem, and other such vague-feeling descriptors. Others of your people who probably won’t be reading this message as it is here might not even have a clue about the energetic undercurrents and where they’re leading, and to those we wish a good awakening and hearty welcome, if they accept the invitation from the universe to join the throngs of people who have their inner eye open and functional. The rest of humanity will have some catching up to do when it comes time to think as one, and the more wishes they receive from all of us for a smooth transition into the light of understanding that’s about to crack open the sky, the better.
Look at what’s happening in your world today. Look at the things that you aren’t hearing much about, and think about why you’re not hearing about them, why your fellow humans are either asleep at the wheel or just out of the loop, why things are the way they are, and why they have been permitted to remain that way for so long. Look at the things that have changed in the recent years and months, at the recent waking-up of masses of people, at the questions that are being passed from ear to ear, from heart to heart, at the secrets that have been simmering just below the surface of conscious knowing. What do you see, dear ones, and what is missing from the picture? You could try to see what hasn’t happened that could have, how things could actually be worse, how there may be hope for people in spite of the degradation of planet, people, and piety, in spite of the worst acts against the human spirit that have been attempted by those who wield clubs and other forms of power. Is this the world you envisioned many years ago when you were shaping your dream of the future? We are sure you weren’t thinking along the lines of what you might see from various points of view from around the planet as a whole. One person’s dream might be another’s nightmare, and when you raise that to a power of many minds joined in unison, then you have certainly upped the stakes for things going in one direction or another. You know there are those who have dark designs for the future of mankind. That’s not news to most of you. The extent of such designs might surprise some of you, but then again, it fits together like a finely tuned machine when you consider all the pieces are of a singular motivation and basic color scheme. In contrast to that are various collections of consciousness, none of which is whole unto itself, none of which has the complete road map to the promised land, all of which are working with the idea that it is necessary to follow the lead of someone yet not agreeing on who that someone is, or even what kind of someone that might be. So the upshot is, you have a darkly looming intelligence organizing its way toward a goal on the one hand, and a lot of defined yet insular light-oriented modalities of human expression moving in some way or other in opposition to the entropic pull of dark fate. Dreamland is somewhere in between, and from the hazy nebula that surrounds the land of dreamers, either side can appear as light or dark as the other. Such is the nature of the world, or so it has been. To some extent it still is, but the nebula is dissipating and truth is showing through the cracks. As light infiltrates the matrix, be prepared for everything to shift accordingly, for light has a way of bending itself around the most dense of darkness in such a way that you can see what has been hidden in crystal clarity, and the awakening that follows the inner eye opening is going to set things on a wholly different course than many might have anticipated. That’s where we have to say, the story is going to change and some of the things you might have counted on to happen in such-and-such a way might have some things rewritten from the original script. If you can go with that, all the better.
In our reckoning, you have a little time left before things start to heat up and sizzle. Things like taking the garbage out, tidying up, and getting yourself together are probably priorities when you have guests coming. We suggest you take the same sort of actions to heart these days within your personal space, within your mindspace, and in the in-between among you as well. Get things ready for the next phase of shifting, dear ones, for what is on the horizon is something you’ll want to have yourselves together for. It only makes sense to use the time to take a look around and see what needs your attention. Have you picked up the pieces of brokenness and swept the way clean for new emergence to come forth? Have you gathered the endings and wrapped them up into a neat little package to send off to the past? Have you made sure that you have fully stocked your larder for coming surprises and neighborhood cookouts? You can think of these things as you meditate your way through the various crises of a normal day. It doesn’t have to take a lot of time or mental effort, once you figure out the trick of overlaying basic self-care principles onto the unification of the human consciousness in anticipation for incursions of light and intelligence from the expanded version of the Earth matrix that is settling into place. In fact, it should become second nature to you. The easier this becomes for you as a unified body of people of Earth, the better.
Now, as to the nature of change. One thing is a constant in the world of yours, and that is change. Change is a constant in the cosmos. We have seen a lot of it in our history, and that corresponds to your history. Our history, you see, is the greater part of your own. The history you consider to have begun when first man picked up a stick and used it as a tool is not the beginning of your history at all. In a universe of change, there can be no beginning. There can be no ending. There is, and beyond what is, is not, yet in the interplay between is and is-not exists the multifaceted opalescence of change. We see you as a continuation of our own history, a modulation from a theme, the new expression of what human means. We are you in the future, and we are you in the past. You are in the now and time is set to collapse upon itself, and when the cycle is complete and change has finished its project within the laboratory of Planet Earth, you will emerge as new beings within a new environment, with a new understanding of who you are. Is this not the nature of change? It is up to you, now, to complement the potential of energy which is your life with a beneficiary designated as your own self, to push the seed through the dark blanket of enveloping base nature into the light that beckons from above. It is up to you to give the call to your fellow humans that no matter what function they see themselves fulfilling, there is something great happening to all of you together, each pushing in their own way, working through the unknown of what is to be toward emergence into something better.
We hear you, our brothers and sisters. We love you as we love our own family, our own selves. We see the pain many are enduring, the atrocities that you are witnessing, the total disruption of sanity that is threatening many of your fellow beings. We are here to help and we are here to support, and the time is coming that this is no longer in question to so many of you who have been waiting impatiently for the wait to be over and things to move on into the truthtelling and long-awaited intergalactic contact to begin. We are watching the movements of the ones who are awake as they stealthily pull back the curtains for the sleepers to get aroused, and we are here, right here with you, should you need to reach for some mental contact with us. Stay calm, dear ones, and know that we are on the edge of a new development in the story of who we came to be. With love, we leave you now, and remain in your hearts as family and trusted friends. Be vigilant. Things are moving toward a better world.
So you thought it might be a good time to hear from your friends in the otherworld, did you? We are ready to have a hearty talk with you, of course! As we ever are, we are here to answer what we can and what we can not answer, we will give you insight into so you can find your own entry into knowing. The facts are what they are for all to see. That is, the world is slowly coming into a time of degradation of life, the people on it are waking up to their lighted divinity within, and the love of the universal service corps is giving you the attention you need wherever it is needed. We are with you as you read this, and we are with you in other ways as well. It is for you to discover them, and it is your great adventure undertaken with the soul-inspired passion of the you that exists in timeless thought outside of the dimension you are currently participating in. We are as well participating in the game of dimensional tic-tac-toe, so to speak, and it is our secret of getting all the tics and tacs lined up in a single manifold that we have left to share with you. So listen closely and read carefully, the next few lines of thought may help you decipher a way out of your current stalemate of sorts.
From time immemorial we have shuttled across the universe seeking a home away from home. You are not unlike us in this way, on your earthly home on Terra. You have many lives and many multidimensional personas weaving and appearing out of nowhere, making your yearning to establish a home base a not-quite-possible task the more you become aware of extraterrestrial lineage and extradimensional awareness. We understand this all too well and have some solace to share with you in that regard. As you become more and more aware of the outer limits of your perception taking a dive into the further-outerness of the beyond of what you previously knew, you begin to see yourselves as the explorers we know you to be. It is easy to become complacent in your earthly hut, your comfortable reality, your network of family and friends and habit. When you start to venture out into the matrices outlying the edges of the familiar, you find yourself imagining all sorts of things. Things like, is this what it feels like to be an alien on Earth? Is this what a time slip feels like? Do ETs have the same sort of feeling when the spaceship lands and they enter into the matrix of our world? Oh dear ones, these are things we are very in tune with! You see, we have by necessity ventured into a beyond of extra-worldly space long ago, during the time of our ancestors and the beginning of the troubles that are reaching a climax point on Earth at present. We have traveled among star systems and encountered civilizations of strange and wondrous character… like you will do when your planet comes to terms with its place in the galactic retinue of worlds. This is the final fold in your reality matrix leading to the totality of being more fully in the game of evolving through dimension. When it is done, you will have a new understanding of who you are, and we will have begun the task of integration into a greatly expanded and elevated totality in the matrix system of love. You will find another way to do more, via another fold in the system that creates more of everything, before that crowningly glorious step is fully taken. We will be there for that, too, as we are with you now, and even more so.
The next phase of planetary gasping will come into view in a short time from now. You are already in the seconds of time before it tick-tocks fully into focus, and the world will not be the same after that moment. We are not talking about total destruction of the environment, although many of you are suspecting this to become the case. The way things are moving, we understand how you could be seeing this as the next possibility. However, we are present and are working to keep that from happening totally. The world is already sending out stellar-oriented distress signals, and already there is more help than you might imagine ready to step in and take the sting out of the bite of environmental holocaust. We are all working together to keep a balance between your planet’s evolutionary movement and the temporal seismicity caused by ne’er-do-wells in places of supposed power. Well, there are problems, to be sure, but they are not too much for the earth to bear, and not so heavy that the forces of light, of which we are a part, can’t heave-ho into another state of being… all without tripping up the soul-path expansion of the human civilization positioning itself for its own next movement into the great experiment in being. Many of you believe the earth will not survive much longer, given its current set of circumstances. In large part, you are right. It can’t. It doesn’t want to. It wants to move into a new mode of being and it wants to take the life-force matrix with it. You are the human component of that matrix now, and you will become the meta-human component of it post-expansion. What are you in the meantime? Well, you can look at each other and see… you are becoming, and you are losing the between-ness that is the no-man’s-land ‘twixt who you were and who you are yet to be. It is a time of compression and a time of intensification for everything that is within the earth’s matrix. In that matrix is a component of time and that, too, is undergoing some pressure-cooking. Our best advice to you as your experience takes you through this accordion fold of the continuum of physical reality is to let go of your ideas of the past and the future, trust your soul and higher understanding to place your feet and your head in the right orientation to the star of origin, and just let things flow. You will be on the other side of the period of movement before you know it, and you won’t want to have missed a moment of it! This is the stuff galactic epics are made of, and you are living the climax point of the long story. It is time for the hero to unfurl his cape, for the damsel in distress to turn into the strong life-affirming goddess in full power, and for the page to turn and create another secret fold in the tic-tac-toe timetable.
This is another secret: Take the long way to get through the shortest distance. The outer edge of your reality is one of great wonder and discovery, yet it is the inner realms that hold the most treasure for understanding. You will have nothing to gain by reaching further out into the cosmos to find something new and exciting to write a flashy science news story about if you don’t get into the nitty-gritty of the inner universe of interior dimensional space, fathomable only by the conscious application of direct observation, meticulous data scavenging, measurement within the strict gradations of experiential time-based observable perturbations within the matrix of x, y, z, and t, and the dutiful application of basic scientific rigor when it comes to understanding what you have hitherto relegated to the fringe areas of learning and knowledge-gathering. Your inner world of experience is as quantifiable as your exterior spaces measured in swaths of time, speed, and distance. If you are able to compute such variables as where a potentially habitable planet might be, what the composition of terrestrially nascent planets is, and where to find them based on tiny wobbles of light in interstellar distances incomprehensible just a short time ago, why then not turn your attention to manufacturing a way to navigate the space which consciousness makes within your own experience within the matrix of form? Is it so outlandish to turn a telescope inwards and see what you may see? How far does your experience reach, if you take into account that time is merely one dimension of many, itself navigable through the application of awareness of it? How far can you see when you turn your eye inward toward the mind, inward into the network of mind of which your individuality is a part, into the experience of yourself being part of an organism of intelligence and measurable variety of life-stuff? It’s a direct route to the heart of all matter, yet it remains unexplored by the mental corpus of scientific academies save for a very few brave explorers of the natural world.
Once you have acclimated yourselves as a communicative body of intelligence to understanding the experience of being human within the matrix of Earth’s dimensionality, you will be able as a people to undertake a greater adventure in understanding beyond the covers of your elementary scientific texts. You will enter into a science more elaborate, more fundamentally understandable, and more easily accessed than you ever thought possible. We’re not talking about rocket science. That is only one facet of the physics of 3D-plus-time that won’t take you very far, in the end. Our science is participatory, yet completely objective regarding what it is we are investigating. When you cease to see yourselves as separate from the whole of everything, when you become the observer from within an expanded understanding of space, time, and dimension, you will have accessed the crux of a new fold of understanding in the cosmic game of naughts and crosses that can launch you inward and outward simultaneously. We are here to tell you it is so, but you must discover it for yourselves in order to really grasp the meaning and reality of it.
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.
Question: Could you take a step back from the edge of the end of the world to cast a glance toward the struggling ones who are in fear of leaving their souls behind when the sun rises on the soon-to-be day of transformation? Answer: In the moment that you think of what to say, you have become aware of someone who has a scream more desperate than your own in desperation for some miracle to save you and your planet from the torment of annihilation and desecration at the hands of uncaring men of bold direction toward a void of loveless eternity. There are many among you who read these words who have always harbored a secret doubt about whether or not something boldly OM-ward would happen in the end-of-the-world days, should you live to see them, that would give you rest from the torment of living through the school of hard knocks that Earth can be. Not all of you, but many. If more of you were honest about that, it would be fewer who doubted, for in bringing the question of whether or not, you see the potential of such an answerless question being asked of another human being in the depths of lovelessness of self, and you know they scream within themselves just to sound-check their descent into the void, in the sense of losing their footing and loosening their grip in a faltering dance at the edge of a dark abyss. It is you, dear friend, that dances such a sweet dance too, when the time is come for a reality check into the demonic caverns of life on Earth for those without the internetted framework of information that drives so many of you towards a new understanding of the world to be. Pause a moment in reflection of how you would be reality-creating without the knowings that are shared every day in the world of cyberspace. Left alone to your own internal network of conscious intuition, would you know that it’s all going to be all right, despite the cracks in reality that are claiming innocent lives and the peace of living free from oppression? It may be, but there are those thinking that things are pretty bad from where they are, and they are in need of any overflow of optimism that you may have to share. It’s an easy shift to become connected externally to an internetwork of human consciousness, and for those of you who have not given it a try lately, now’s a good time to hook into the system of ethernetworked knowing. We’re part of the system and would love to be in more direct contact through diplomatic core interactivity with you.
Let in the breeze through the window of your minds that carries a new earth-scented hint of things to come. Open the door in your heart that welcomes the arrival of new states of being and dimensional experience within the corridors of human existence. One moment in a continuum can make the turn for the timestream that curves within the mental patternings of a whole planet, and when the awareness of who you can become becomes apparent to you as a people, the planetary wave will correspond to the change in current and begin to crash upon a new shore of consciousness. In that moment, there is nothing that can withstand the power of the knowing that there is only the reality that beingness is vitality and that you have the life within you that creates the reality around you as an extension of the energetics that involve the you encapsulated in flesh. In other words, the space within is what molds the space outside and in one moment of decision to see, there is nothing but life everywhere, even in the “void” in between stuff. In that now is where we are, and it is in that now that the next installment of the world drama is about to take center stage.
Bring your awareness to the feeling in your gut when you consider the state of your immediate world, the consciousness of the people who walk in the street of the town, who work in the offices and sit in traffic thinking about their lives. How does it feel in your gut when you bring your awareness to the people in your family who are silent about some inner struggle they are engaged in, with a cousin who hasn’t shared their life story with you, of some ancestor who has left this world with regret or unresolved pain? What tells you that all is not well with the hearts and minds of the people who have gathered in throngs in the streets the world over to give voice and form to the desperation they have nothing to deal with but their energy and sounds? How do you feel when you think about the inner mindspace of the people to whom you have been giving your power and trust, to know that you have nothing else to do with the workings of your government than to perhaps offer some of your time and money but the real power has nothing to say about the things that have been creating the heat in the oven that is baking the bread of life, the nine-forsaking leaders who have secret motivations and allegiances within their every just cause? It may be that this is so, and it may be that it is not, or it may be that things are not what they seem on many levels of discernment. In the reality that takes root in the world you inhabit, what feeling do you have to bring to the ritual of inviting the living essence of the universe to give life to the thing you believe is real?
What you hold in the depth of your being is what is forming around you. If you see only dancing colors of light and feel only love, all is well. If you have not conditioned yourself to feel these things to the exclusion of the realities around you that have been carried by a disproportionate number of your own race, then perhaps you are more prepared to create a world in which light can dance and love be the norm than those who have not given thought and heart to the networked reality of the human condition. We assure you, many are indeed suffering, worried, and broken, and where the links are in such a state of disharmonious integrity with OMful self-knowledge, there is weakness in the fabric of consciousness for all humans everywhere. Take a minute to think about what we are saying before moving on to the next point we have to offer today.
When the next installment of the drama opens on the stage of the world that you are part of, will you be a piece of pretty scenery reflecting from the space within your heart some feeling of peace that is in isolation from the whole picture that is around you? It is well if you can be that, if the not-being of that leads you to not being at all. However, if the energetic holographic drama is one that directs you to match your inner mechanism of creative information to the needs and implied void that is woven into the play now onstage and in the general background music, then we have this to suggest as you ready yourself to utter your lines from the script. The breath that you use to power your body is more than a movement of air into and out from your lungs. The breath that you feel is a great catalyst for making things move in subtle yet powerful ways in other realms of being as well. If you have the breath of being parsed by an editor, directed by a mogul, or pressed into doing something that is not natural for you to do, it is well to clear your lungs and exhale the influences that have given rise worldwide to the things that bind your heart and gut, to see life as moving through such things rather than being maintained by them. In this way, you move through the turbulence and arrive in a whole state in a world that is much more suited to the livelihood of being human, in the future that is taking shape under your feet right now. There is no time to waste, dear ones, for this is the moment of transformation upon your threshold, on the open step that leads into a new reality taking shape within your collective cries of awakening from a long-enforced nightmare of living in the shadow of obstructed light. It is the moment of the final act from the old script arranging itself on stage and readying its arsenal of lines designed to keep the audience enthralled and oblivious to the next act readying itself in the wings. It is not so much that the future is arriving as that it just has to be met, and it is this moment that the inhale opens the heart so you can enter into the momentous headliner that is about to hit the news. If there is any doubt, look around, tune into the heartspace of human existence, know that you are part of a continuum of life, and feel the coming of a dreamtime awakening on a grand scale.
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.
If, in your wanderings, you have come across the systematic destruction of the human body reported in various modes and methods, do not be afraid. If you have seen atrocities that stun your brain and emboss an image of pain and horror onto the screen of reality, fear not. If you have felt the sting of incongruence being forced upon the waking shores of humanity’s dream, do not be alarmed. Step back and take a breath. It is allowed, you know. It is not necessary for you to become enmeshed in the web of ideas and infernal action. You are divine. You are eternal. How is there to be any suffering in this understanding? Only that you have been holding on to beliefs that that is the way of the world and it cannot be changed. Have you allowed that to subtly monitor your thinking and lay waste to your awareness of your intangible existence in the breath of OM? If you are not aware of what subtle beliefs have infiltrated your experience, it is time to change how you think. If that seems a tiny bit redundant, so be it. Yet realize that the belief that you have nothing left to change is itself a very persistent stumbling block for the whole of humanity. It is not just the way of the world to cause you to weep. It is the way of the world simply to be. It is within the breath of OM that you are, that your planet is, that we and all of the other beings and homes in the universe are. We are all together in the breath of OM. Take a breath and feel that to be true for you now. Breathe within the breath of OM and feel the sweetness of its fractalline wisps of joy. You exist as one of them.
Dear people of Earth, we weep at the pain we have witnessed on your world, and on our world as well. It is not the time to dwell on weeping. Weep, and be done. Honor, then live. Take what wisdom is offered by any single moment’s pain and envelop it within your heart. Feel it bathed in the breath of OM, and release it, transformed. Your ballast has weighed you down from eons of witnessing the destruction of joy. Can you witness, now, yourself altered by the breath of OM and release your memories of pain, and simply allow the wisdom of love to bury itself in your soul? It is only resurrected as joy, once the anchor of pain remembered is cut. How else can you rise up, people, how else can you become light, but to transform the weight of pain into the essence of love? If we seem to be skipping a step here, let us fill in the broad strokes with the entertaining respite of story. Hear the words and let them work within your psyche. In the great tradition of narrative is a transformational psychology written.
Near the edge of a forest lived a gentle soul, an old man who carved the trinkets which brought joy to the children of the village nearby. He whittled away at branches and knots until he had released the form of joy he sensed was hiding in the raw wood. He never planned aforethought what he would do for his next piece of carving, but allowed the tree’s spirit to release itself through his hands. As his knife bit into the brown bark, he began to settle into a steady rhythm, his hands and his breathing in a gentle back-and-forth cadence in which the carving came alive. No thought took root, nor did any worldly distraction deter his activity. In only a few moments, he had in front of him a representation of the tree’s energies in the form of a toy or some tiny trinket, yet within him he had divined a vast ocean of peace and bliss. He had not sat with the intention to create this thing which had been within the tree. He had not sat with the intention to make something useful for some child. He sat to become one with the breath of the tree, with the spirit of the earth, with his inner frequency band of bliss. He sat to realize again his inner reality as his only reality and to reconnect with the divinity he traced with each breath he breathed. He sat to allow the breath of the divine to breathe through him, and thus to become again identified with his holographically resonant experience of being divine. Just for a moment, just for as long as it took for his knife to remove the veil which hid the toy within the heart of the wood. He was complete when he carved, and he brought that completeness to his stream of awareness in his waking world. The toys and trinkets brought joy to people, making his experience of completeness even more real. In time he was given the title of the Old Man of the Forest, and the children brought him gifts that they had made, for he taught them all he knew. Thus was the great breath of the ancient way of OM breathed into the people of the earth.
How to create a path to OM’s heart, to the source of OM’s breath is the test of the one who would know him- or herself as OM embodied. There is no sure way to take but to know one’s own heart, one’s own breath, and to follow the rhythm that pulsates from within to the heart of the All That Is. You are able to do that in every moment, if you become aware of your own divine presence waiting to breathe through your beingness as a human on earth. There is love embedded within the experience of stripping away the dead layers of self. Under the protective bark you present to the world is the heart of the whole of humanity waiting to be discovered in its unique joyful expression that is you. Your breath can peel back layer by layer to reveal who you came here to become. Joy resides within the heart. Will you allow the Old Man — the OM — to wield the breath as a knife and release your self, transformed? Allow OM to breathe through you and to carry away the energies that hide the truth of your essence. Join your breath with the breath of OM and feel the truth of your essence become the form you bear to the world. You are becoming transformed, and the truth is becoming revealed. Trust the process and the breath. Be OM.