Much is being said about the timing of the things to come. Expectations fill the spectrum from low to high about being splashed in the face with a wake-up call for a new tomorrow. We have news for you, dear people of Earth. You have heard so many things and now we add our voices to the fray. While the seconds tick off the time from one now to the next, reality is shifting for all of you in surprising ways. If you’re not surprised yet, you haven’t been paying attention. If you haven’t been shocked, you have been sleeping through the alarm bell. What we have to share is meant to soothe your jangled nerves and settle you into a good groove for the coming dawn. Bear with us as we arrange our words so they may best take the form your present state of mind can process. It is one thing to have information, and another to process it.
Love has hit the shores of humanity with resounding screams and cries and wails. You may not have heard the vibrations from your perch on the world tree, but we assure you, the reverberations are spreading around the planet with great intensity for the heart of humanity to cope with. In many ways, it is a late arrival, this wave of awareness that has been creeping toward the collective mind of man. And no one expected it to be led by images of terror and bereavement. Yet this is how waves of awareness sometimes act. Though you expect the fringes of foam to tickle your toes, sometimes a sand-filled splash gets grit all over your clean clothes. The sea is not to be measured with such certainty that you know what the waves will wash in. The sea is best experienced in acceptance and responsiveness to nature’s intent. Thus do you surf, swim, and sail in her embrace. Thus it is with Love, as well.
Puzzling, isn’t it, how far the lengths are that humanity will let loose the leash of its demons? How many horrors you allow yourself to witness, how surprised you allow yourself to be by surrender to the love that rises in response to its perceived absence. How long you let yourselves sit in doom’s paralyzing grip, becoming aware of love’s stirrings and promptings in your heart rising to your mental lucidity while screaming inside of yourself that enough is enough. At this moment, you hear the echoes of the shouts of despair from distant shores reach the inner chambers of your heart, and you recognize in yourself the desperation that the whole of humanity is carrying aloft, struggling to cast it off, to find a respite from the unceasing bombardment of modernity’s progressive march of ideas, lies, and war. We do not watch in taciturn silence, dear ones, we do not yawn in boredom at another day’s tragic losses and ignorance reconstituted by a machinery of hate. We watch, and we infiltrate your minds with whispers and shafts of light to guide your trembling steps toward the new threshold of the day you create together, yet we do not interfere with the holy work you are doing other than to guide the transformation you undertake in this now. There are other ways we participate in your reality to shift matters in Love’s favor, but there is little we are willing to do to take your sovereignty from you, just when you are about to wield it triumphantly in the face of a snarling beast that has had you in its jaws for millennia. That glory is yours alone to claim, and you are powerful and clever enough to do just that. Love is your weapon of greatest effect, we remind you, and Love is the only thing that obliterates the darkest grim realities in the mind of man to imagine. Which is precisely where the tide is turned, within.
Now, we have given you a hint about the days that are upon you, and we have hinted that we might have some news for you. If you know what we have been saying for so many years to you, you will know that we never give predictions, other than to highlight a sequence of events and the kind of realizations that you can make to bring about a tangible reality shift. We usually stay well away of pinning your attention on a point in time that doesn’t yet exist, and which very well may never be part of your personal timestream. However, today we deviate from that practice a bit to tell you that in the weeks ahead, you will witness some levels of inhumanity that may bring you to your knees, while at the same time participating in a wave of rising consciousness that negates the ill effects of all the pain that you have witnessed forever in the history of your collective subjugation. That’s saying a lot, so let us explain ourselves to be clear.
The history you have endured is far more destructive to the human spirit than your history books lead you to believe. You are the survivors through time of those who have witnessed unspeakable pain and violence to the human spirit. You have carried this shard of glass within your code through time to join together and present each shard to form a shimmering lens, a mirror reflecting the resilience of the human spirit, to see who you are in totality and to realize the aspirations of ancestors who watched their world die. You are the ones who will watch your world be born, and you will create the image of yourselves as a unified people when you extract the sharp splinter of personal tragedy from your inner heart and present it to the wave for Love to reassemble, each one a piece of light intrinsic to the whole of the One. In opalescence, this creation comes into being and in peace, the pieces form a new world free of pain and in recognition of Love finally in balance with sorrow, transforming it into the purity of sacred knowingness of separation’s end.
This is the action of Nine. This is the OM of human divinity in core unity with itself. This is the end of our transmission in this mode of communication and our au revoir until the next phase of transmission begins, soon again. We ask you to review all that we have said since we have begun our conversation with you, and we promise that the next phase of communication from our ranks will be matched to the new pulsation of consciousness that you are entering the experience of. A new day indeed is dawning and the light that pulses from the heart of the galaxy will shift everything you see into deeper visual acuity of the heart and core mind of humanity, everywhere. Our hands are with yours as you enter the gates of the sacred understanding of your divine nature, dear brothers and sisters, our family, our kin. With the love of all hearts of Pleiadians and stellar community, we say, be brave, walk with purpose, and know that you are the wave carrying the love that transforms all.
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.
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.
If you think what has been intimated from the ones who foresee the future of your planetary shift is leaning toward the doom-and-gloom side of things, you might be interested in what we have to say today. If you think the world is going to swiftly come to lots of good things for everyone, light and love for all, you might also be interested in this. Should your interest be in the scientific understanding of what is happening and about to happen to the planetary and celestial interaction of measurable energetic fluctuations and the succeeding impulses impacting Earth, we have something to say to you as well. You see, we are not limited to speaking only to a particular branch of humanity, nor has that ever been our intent. We understand the penchant you have for compartmentalization of people, sometimes for good, sometimes for ill, but we say that we do not need to limit our communications with you in this regard. Our words are carefully engineered for all, nonexclusively, interactively, and for the common good. Of course, should you have no interest in understanding what we have to say, but are only interested in shooting down what you do not understand fully, then though we have something to say to you, you probably won’t understand it, so we will remain and speak nonetheless. You will soon enough have a choice to make as to whether you wish to give our words any credence, and until then, we merely let you have your target practice in peace.
The beginnings of big change are kicking into gear now. You will be aware of that as the sun starts to shine a little differently, and as the Earth begins to groan in her birth pangs. If you are not comfortable with such visceral imagery, think of it as repositioning of pressure to allow for a smooth transition of something quite earth-shattering to come into being, so that the generation of life can continue without the limitations of darkness pressing in on every side. Gold will lose its shimmer when you realize that the bottom of the barrel has been reached, in terms of the ability of the commercial enterprises of the global marketplace to sustain the game any longer. We have spoken to you before of the day that the game of Mogul becomes replace by the game of Dream Creation, and that day is on the edge of dawning, dear people of Earth. The pieces are falling into place just as the gameboard is tipping to one side, and winner-takes-all will be tumbling into a pit before the winnings can be interred for later enjoyment. The fact is, the time is upon you to take the initiative further than ever in spinning the checkerboard so you have a better view of what’s heating up on the horizon. If you can manage it, a big push together in the direction of love of humanity in all its forms could just get things situated so you can get the full picture. Greet each other as end-gamers, no matter what flavor of the game you have chosen to play, and know that we are cheering for the purported underdog (all the while knowing full well that the underdog is in fact the superhero in disguise). If you play it well, you won’t have to budge from where you now dream, for the participation in gameboard-spinning requires merely the application of mental and spiritual energies of the type that influence the materialization of matter at sub-infinitesimal measurements. You have the trump card, each one of you, not up your sleeve but in your very physical makeup. Intrigued? We have much more to share on this matter!
In the meantime, let us tell you a story. It has been far too long since you have had one from us. This one is guaranteed to have some bit of interest for at least some of you clever enough to read it. Be careful to begin at the beginning and end when you reach the end, so that there is no confusion as to what sequence of events we are talking about.
Not so long ago, there was a man in the world of men who had a telltale mark upon his hand that told anyone he met that he had been in the field of secret sharing. The mark indelibly showed on his skin to remind him of his lineage and loyalty, not unlike the sort of thing that bore significant bright certainty on elite memberships in days long gone. Yet this man had neither lineage nor membership to boast of, just a curious mark upon his hand. Yes, he had some sort of telltale sign of some meaning, but it was meaningless to most who met him, and to a large extent to himself as well. Days strung together and he lived under the shadow of nothing but reality when, in an instant that changed everything, he exited one reality and found himself in another one altogether. In this new reality, he discovered that the mark upon his hand had a great and profound meaning to most people there, and he began to understand his own lineage and origins much better. If there was such a shift, what caused it, and what was the nature of this mark upon his hand? In a word, density. In the old reality, the density of one world crashed in through the protective layers of another, and everything ceased to be as it had always, in memory, been. In the changed workings of the new reality, the density of the mark on his hand emanated a glow that to those who saw it was ever more meaningful because of the nature of the one who bore it, which was innocent of knowledge and bereft of memory upon his appearance among them. The mark: nothing but a scar, yet to those who knew its origins in sacrificial culture, it was the mark of a survivor, a bearer of connection to lost worlds, and a reminder that the ones who had lost the brave path in another world had not fully succumbed to death of spirit, but would survive to create a new world free from sacrifice, divine in its core, and free to evolve unimpeded.
Who was this man? He represents every human on earth who has given their life over to a great and powerful vision of something wonderful, something safe and wholesome, at least in theory. Many on your world fall into this category. He also represents any who have stood in the face of injustice and held out their hands for insanity and terror to end. They too abound on your world. Others bearing the energies of service, of duty, of getting along also resonate with our friend in the story. And the others seeing his truth? They are going to show themselves soon enough… and they are you, and we, and others yet to be introduced to the timeline of transformation. It is not to say simply that we are going to be in the picture, but to say that you have given the signal that it’s time for help to be ready to jump in and we are waiting to be of service where we can.
The days and weeks ahead are promising to be full of the potential of great and deep change for the planet, and so it is time to share the next tidbit of information with you as well. And that is, we are already with you, and the changes that are coming will be a big shock to many, but the truth is, we are in the secret silence of service every day, and there is none more in readiness to join in the general change than we. The light will soon shift into a higher gear of intensity and concentration of form, and the appearance in the sky of fine shimmers of radiance will be side by side with great big blasts of cosmic energy. We are here, and we are ready to be of service. You will see the changes coming to the earth in ways that what had been is no more, and the ground below your feet may start to move or rumble. We are here, and the changes are part of our service. When you see things seeming to fall apart, know that we are part of the new world coming into being, as midwives and as helpers. It is enough that things will be moving along rapidly without worrying about doing it all on your own, but we are not here to interfere in the process that you have, as a people and a planetary entity, worked so long to reach the culmination of, and you have arrived at the entry point of the moment of lifetimes. We will answer any call for help that we are able to participate in, until the time comes for our full participation opening sanctioned by general agreement among all parties involved.
Until then, know that we are here. Know that life will survive and that light will prevail in the long time of shadows and secrets. You have not come this far to be found wanting, for your circuitous route to understanding, knowledge, and discovery has brought you into the state of awareness of many more mysteries than you could have imagined yourselves approaching even a short time ago. More mysteries await your discovery, and more rewarding shores shall open to your entry. Be at peace with the unfolding of the universe, for it does, in fact, know what it is doing. Let fear not be part of the equation, and let love become part of your entire picture.
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.