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.
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.
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.
You have a good idea of what you want, and you are pretty sure of what you don’t want. Isn’t this true for the most part? If you are being the one you intended to be at your soul’s birthing of your seed as a human being, then you are able to discern within the complexity of a single moment between what you want and what you don’t want. Are there ambiguities? Of course, and you often find that the thing you never wanted turns out to be the greatest blessing you could have ever imagined. You hear stories like that all the time. You lose a job only to discover a new passion manifest into a new life’s work. You lose a childhood friend and then meet a group of like-minded sailors of life’s cosmic oceans. You get stuck in traffic and come to find out you missed being in a major accident. Blessings abound in the midst of tragedy, and it takes a keen observation of the target of your intention to ferret them out, sometimes. Don’t lose heart. Even in the dimmest, most poorly lit caverns of life in the world of war, there are surprising shards of light that can send demons careening for the door. If you only knew you were looking at them, what then would you see!
We have had our share of tragedy in the long history of our people, as well. Know that we have context for understanding your current world stage. You are the directors of your drama and we have only our experience and insight to offer. What you do in the time ahead, when you will be asked to make some pretty intense split-second decisions about what you want and what you don’t want, is your greatest opportunity to change your reality from the illusion of separation from divinity into the reality of divine reintegration of the soul of humanity and the greater Self that is your greater self. Great upheavals are ready to be pushed into the scene. Whether they are is only a matter of your own trail of decisions to reveal, you have that much ability to change the outcome of your dramatic future event horizons.
You have reached a point in the development of the timeline you have as a collective been following towards universal awakening and engagement where you have a lot of power within your present-time situations. You are able to approach any number of up-to-the-minute developments through the tweets and hums and bright ideas and cyber-communiques you have at your fingertips. You are also able to tune into the news as it happens by training your awareness to become more sensitive to the thoughts that come within the rush of mental chatter, thoughts which reveal your entrainment with the collective consciousness and with the consciousness of the planet herself. If you only knew how easy it can be to become aware of everything in your reality, you would be ready for the old reality to rearrange itself pretty quickly. As it is, the old reality is shifting quite fast. If you tune your internal antenna to the band that emanates from the heart of what is, to Nine, that which is in the midst of all as stillness in chaos, perfection in tragedy, home of the soul and origin of all life, you will pick up signals that will guide your scattered energies into the central node of light that is within every cell of your being. Is it tricky? Of course not. Is it dangerous? Not unless you don’t want to release what remnants of former life you have been gripping. It’s much easier to slide into the vibe of Nine with your hands empty, ready to receive, to navigate, to sense. You can only hold onto so much before you drop everything. Yet it is a thrill to reminisce. Do you think you’ll miss the old you, once the new you comes fully online, so to speak? Don’t give it a second thought. When you’re tuned into the all of everything, you can access your memories with crystalline clarity, from the perspective of soul integration, from the point of view of one in understanding of the love in the center of loss.
What do you really want to know about your future, people of Earth? You have many theories around the neural network of your blogosphere and the collective consciousness of human thought. What is it that you fear at this moment in time? Is it that you will destroy yourselves? You have been trying for a very long time, and as close as you have come it yet has not been terminal for you, nor will it be. Your intrinsic will to survive is too strong. Are you wary of the interference of forces and arch-villains which exist beyond the edge of your ability to interpolate the various sources of information available to you? Are you starting to feel overwhelmed by the talk of terrestrial and extraterrestrial narratives about your origins and fate? We have sympathy for you, our friends. It is not the first time you have been in a situation of learning about some long-withheld truths, but perhaps the first time your people have had the truth be so transformationally charged, as it is now. You are in the process of rare awareness-raising brought to you on the winds of change that emanate from the galactic center. You will not see only enough of the truth to keep you in a state of fear, as you have been. Real change is in the air, and as you fine-tune your senses toward Nine you will more readily see and sense the natural love that reveals itself to the heart that is open to Nine’s impulses. You are open to Nine when you are in communion with the divine source of creation, with the river of life, with the stillness at the center of all things. When you are there, you are in communion with the eternal Now, and it is from this point that all things are known.
Love it or leave it, Earth is your home for now. You have work to do. You are accomplishing more than you know just by coming into the still moment with your soul. You have already shed the structures of the matrix that support the structures which bind you yet. But even they are tottering on the edge of nonexistence. At this momentous time in your collective history, can you sense the immensity of what kind of change is coming?