come back to the old ways of knowing yourself

Pleiadian Renegades through Amanda R. Ryan

“We suggest you try to see life living, hope hoping, and what comes being tempered by love loving no matter what presents itself to you.”

Coming to the next level of healing is always an eye-opening experience for most people. In a short time, you will see what we mean on a big scale, as the floodgates of possibility open and your world changes again. You have already seen the effects of storm and earthquakes making the headlines around the world. What’s coming next is only going to be on the local news for most, but as it is a phenomenon that has the potential to change vast areas over a relatively short period of time, you will be able to say it makes world headlines at the local level. It is not a matter of drastic Earth-changing weather patterns, nor is it a matter of the Earth changing of her own accord. Rather, it has more to do with the general erosion of confidence in the ground upon which reality bases itself, which is mirrored in the world around you crumbling, to some extent. The amount of change in the ground is directly related to the amount of conscious self-directed change which you each individually can manage to undergo of your own accord. The more you can change on your own, the less will by nature’s hand be changed for you.

Earthquakes are not uncommon on your world, though they are not common everywhere. In the sense of normal seismic activity, you could be entering a phase of heightened interactive awareness. Already you have seen this, and the immediate shockwaves have yet to completely die down. This is true for both the geologic and human spheres of long-term fluctuations from the norm. Earthquakes are manifestations on the gross physical scale of much subtler chains of events, from emotional and mental stress of individual experience to the more global oppression of the human psyche experiencing the shift of perception required for change and resistance to it. More succinctly: Your thoughts and actions are not limited in any way. They are rather the overt conditioning elements which determine the world’s crossing of what is in potential form and what is in manifest form. As elemental energies, your thoughts interact with those forces which move elements to be in harmonic resonance with your emotional and mental moving energies and bring your inner and outer experiences into balance.

When large-scale devastation occurs anywhere on the planet of manifested form, a direct link can somewhere be discovered to thought patterns somewhere in the realm of unmanifest action. This is not to say that you bring catastrophic action upon yourselves, but that you have stress and tension between what is and what you would more naturally like to experience, and the stress finds the route which, within the world, within natural phenomenological experience, would relieve that stress in the most efficient, if dramatic, way.

Your thoughts about two opposing characteristics of human life within artificial social constructs - namely, that people must be able to live unimpeded by politically-contrived fetters to their personal freedom to interact with the natural forces of life, and that such political machinations must at last be exposed for what they are - has manifested dramatically in the world, with decidedly different character and with the world having now two very different scenarios to compare. The choice those whose lives are directly affected has come down to whether to live or die. The choice those who see is more one of whether or not to undertake a challenge of the soul and affirm or deny life’s survival in the face of hopelessness and seemingly insurmountable despair.

What will you choose to see? What will you choose to do? We suggest you try to see life living, hope hoping, and what comes being tempered by love loving no matter what presents itself to you. And pray for peace. It may seem a small thing, but believe us when we say to you that it is the only way to keep the peace from exerting itself in ways that would otherwise rattle more than sabers. Prayer is, in fact, the very thing to keep things from turning into more moving forms of awareness than blind ignorance would otherwise engender. Pray for peace and find it growing within. The alternative is rather unsettling, to say the least.

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just one more word about the world’s timing

Pleiadian Renegades through Amanda R. Ryan

“It is from love of humanity that we speak, love of our common bond of family, and we come to you now as loving brothers and sisters who have a new idea to share to light the darkness that is upon you now as a blanket of ‘Why do people suffer when the world is rich with love?’“

Down the bend you’ll be coming into contact with some more of the ones you have been avoiding to meet. Those who dwell within, mute and damned by your own words of condemnation. Who are these we speak of? None other than your own born-of-fear monsters of ignorance, silence and tongue-tied ambivalence about who and what you are. It is quickly becoming time to unleash the powerful forces which strain for recognition. Before the gates are demolished in a maelstrom of irresolute chaos, before you lose your self-energized knowledge of your will, give these shadows an ear and let them speak. To deny those parts of your psyche, individual and collective, is to deny your most preventive medicine for the soul of an entire planetary being in danger of becoming ill with the dread disease of fear unrecognized growing into a cancer of galactic proportions. You might think we exaggerate, but give a listen to what we have to say and draw any conclusions then. It is from love of humanity that we speak, love of our common bond of family, and we come to you now as loving brothers and sisters who have a new idea to share to light the darkness that is upon you now as a blanket of “Why do people suffer when the world is rich with love?” You are in the beginning of the end of another chapter in the history of world power. The next pages are blank and you hold the pen. Listen now before any other words are uttered or any line is drawn. Just a moment of your time is all we ask, then you can go about your business of creating reality as you wish. 

From time immemorial springs time memorized as a series of battles, plagues, overthrows and conquests. This is the chapter referred to in the preceding paragraph, the last one written in ink and blood. It is carved in the annals of time as particular to this galactic area in the interdimensional dream-weave of the unfolding of the experience of love in a dualistic framework of polarity and movement within a bigger framework which will increasingly become apparent to you as you release the old and embrace love in greater ability and understanding. Positive and negative form the ground from which this pretense you know as history has grown into fields of blood-soaked Earth. Do you believe that it is all there is? Do you wish to believe in reality beyond a struggle between what you naively label as good and evil, right and wrong, black and white? That is only a part of a greater whole, one which itself is integrated into yet greater wholes all the way to the candid thought of the mind of the source of all that is, which goes something like “I AM”. You are linked to that mind inextricably, despite your best attempts to cease to be at all. You are constantly beaming information to that source so that it can more fully know itself apart from beinglessness, from inactivity, from silent un-ness of is-ness. You answer the call when it is issued from the  source of life telling itself to exist and take form. What do you have to say? You have stood silent, paralyzed with the overt senselessness you find around you, crippled with the mind-numbing stimuli of polluted grids of matrix-based reality, poisoned foods and insane messages bombarding your eyes and ears at every turn. 

Who is running the show? The monkeys need a lesson in evolution - not to the level of human apes but to the level of self-aware response to the question they cannot understand. Who are you? What do you seek to become, and how do you think it is going to unfold without reaching for some new answers from within the connection you already possess with the source of what has been referred to as divine love? Let the truth be told: You are by your very existence part of a creation that sources from direct contact with divinity, which is simply the source of love in myriad forms. A man is more than a man, more than a monkey, more than his limited mind can fathom. We are merely asking that you pluck up the courage to plumb those depths with the mortal and immortal awareness of a divinely sourced embodiment of living and breathing I-AM-ness, and in the relay back to love’s creative point of beingness choose to live and choose that life continue in the face of a flood of insanity and the storms of planetary consciousness coming into the self-aware recognition of its own organismal power to be. 

It is with the deepest love and highest respect that we say this to you now: Awaken to the fullness of love and recognize in the most stark and senseless realities that it is only in the fear of love that creation swirls into a dark cessation of beingness. It is only fear of origin and destiny which creates the black obliteration of the appearance of light. Fear is the shadow cast when one’s back is turned on one’s own divine nature as a being who is in the matrix of created reality in answer to the questions generated by the thought “I AM”. Who are you? Is any of you really any other than love?

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no more monkeying around

Pleiadian Renegades through Amanda R. Ryan

“Light is illuminating the shadows and the monkeys are staying as hidden as they can manage, in plain sight and disguised as leaders of great power and renown.”

The time has come, folks, for the monkey business to stop. It gets a little more intense now, and remaining in the illusion that you are merely educated apes serves no good purpose. However, you may want to ask yourselves whether you are ready to release that illusion or if too many are stuck in it to create a shift in how you, as a species, see yourselves. Certain ruts are deeper than others. It takes a massive effort to change paths when people have worn it so deep they can’t even see over the rim. Other possibilities are blocked from view and it is necessary to non-chalantly help them gain a broader perspective by exposing the rut and naming alternatives. Nemesis is on the edge of a great unveiling, and it may be hard to see the full effect of the dream alive if all you can see is the old disguise as it is removed.

More than you know, you are people of great light and power. It is only your textbooks and Nemesis-drunk leaders that blind you to that fact - that, and your willingness to believe them. Quiet reflection will always prove otherwise, for quiet reflection allows your inner knowingness of self to rise to the level of conscious awareness. While it has always been thus, your world has long been in a sort of circus, in which peace has not been a main attraction. Freaky as it sounds, it has nevertheless been so, with monkeys running the show and you at their mercy. “Look out, another one is on the loose and this one has a weapon!” has been the mantra of mundane experience, not to mention the next catastrophe monkey-wrenched into existence. It’s always been something of a circus sideshow with crazy music and lights and curious smells hinting at not-so-appropriate behavior in the background. At least, not appropriate for peaceful co-existence. All that is about to change, however, and the caravan of monkeys is departing for more peaceless acts to suit their line of stars. You are no longer enthralled by their antics and they sense change blowing on the wind.

So, monkeys. We’ve nothing against monkeys, you understand. All God’s creatures are made of love. Or, in other words, all of life has a purpose and a meaning. Besides which, monkeys are of a nature of community and don’t necessarily mean to cause trouble. In their world, all is in order. In your own home, however, little is, once you add monkeys to the mix. You can imagine the mayhem a monkey can cause in your kitchen, for example, or in the linen closet. There is little you can do to make a monkey not a monkey and still be a monkey. They will monkey around, monkey see monkey do, and monkey play. To see a monkey bake a cake, you’ll have to watch a movie. Real monkeys don’t do well with flour and raw eggs, or electric mixers. Now, step back and take it up a notch. Your world, in order, add monkeys on a global scale and give them the power seats. Let them make decisions about matters of international peace, national security, and foreign policy. What do you have? Monkey business.

Annunaki are to blame for the mess, say some. Others contend that the culprit is time-traveling Greys, big Reptiles, or even a dragon-like being called a Naga. All are feasible; all are true according to the belief in them by a number of conscious entities like, say, yourselves. Are there other possibilities? Of course, but do you hear about them? Only in very limited circles, and only as far-out fiction, for the most part. How better to contain the truth than in a pre-packaged space story like the one you hear in raised awareness, in meditation, or - for lack of a better word - as myth? What is the truth about monkeys? That days of monkeys count as epochs of human civilization and that still you have bloodlines of monkeys enhanced with the blood of what you would call advanced beings in charge of things. Guess what? Racial purity is disintegrating, along with the notion of genetic superiority. There is no longer a perfect race of man apart from monkey. Why this is happening now can be traced to the origins of the myth itself. It is inevitable for history to arrive at a place where no further developments can occur to enhance the story, but the story incorporates the seeds of its own destruction in its very words, the code that outlines the creation of a new man and a new earth. No monkeys are mentioned in the annals of the end of time and the rebirth of the world. It’s all about light. Light is illuminating the shadows and the monkeys are staying as hidden as they can manage, in plain sight and disguised as leaders of great power and renown. In the glare of the spotlight, however, the truth is made visible, and monkeys do as monkeys see. If you knew monkeys were watching you, what would you do? Maybe you would move a little more lovingly in the world you inhabit. Maybe you would be a little more conscious of demonstrating love to each other. It’s an opportunity. Monkey business aside, you have nothing to lose.

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just around the corner

Pleiadian Renegades through Amanda R. Ryan

“The secret to winning the game for everyone is to assume a deficiency of love in your ‘opponent’ and apply some.”

Back in the day when things were more or less normal and you knew what to do about going and coming, life began to get boring. You didn’t have the kind of complexity you now face. However, you didn’t have the opportunities you do now, either. Apart from jetting around the globe for lunch and home for dinner, you could get where you wanted to easily enough, given resources and time, or create a persona for yourself at the expense of some illusion or other. Now, it’s a different story. You hear of limitations, restrictions, and sanctions. You see a new economy coming, one in which the dominant dollar becomes less a piece of paper than a fact of life that keeps getting less and less relevant. This is the story you might hear, but it is not the truth of your existence unless you want it to be. What seems like limitation now will soon be irrelevant. What do we mean? Let us enlighten you with a story. Ours are much more down to earth than the ones currently circulating on your planet.

A pile of paper sat in a locker in a dark and quiet mansion high on a hill. No one remembered what it was for or how it had been used, though some speculated it was a sort of game token for some long-forgotten game of chance. “Mogul”, some said it was called. The rules made little sense, however, and the players had tired of the same people winning time and time again. The piles of paper, yellowed and neglected, were all that remained, the rules of the game long ago having changed so much that the keepers of the rule book decided to rename it “Dream Making”. And so it was that what had been was no more and that which came is already dreamed by those who re-write the rules. The only thing that anyone remembered about the old game of Mogul was that Dream Making was much more fun for everyone.

As a story, it is rather short. But keep reading and you’ll see how many permutations of reality there are to explore. You don’t need a long introduction to have a hand at continuing it. Once you start playing, you’ll see. It starts to make sense. You just have to remember that it’s a game and it’s supposed to be fun, everyone wins, and there is no finish line. It just continues. Generally speaking, Mogul is just the opposite. For most of you, it hasn’t been much fun seeing the same team win every turn (almost) and brilliance dimmed as a result, nor have you had any hope of outside help (almost) to avoid a dismal end for yourselves. Naturally, it’s a dramatic moment in the game. It’s your turn, and you’re pausing just a bit longer than usual. You’re thinking. The brains are finding a commonality of thought-wave patterns and light is beginning to shine among you. Consciousness is mastering the game, and it’s so exciting for those of us of the known people of the stars to watch what unfolds in your arena. We are your cheerleaders. Let’s go, people, let’s go! We are whispering words of encouragement to you constantly. If you pay attention, you’ll see. Cave-ins are inevitable for those who have moved away from their heart centers, so walk carefully. Naturally, it is necessary to stay in your heart center to navigate from one game to another; that is the key.

A crazy thought has just as much merit as a sane thought these days. Neither is elementally different from the other - only the rules are. The secret to winning the game for everyone is to assume a deficiency of love in your “opponent” and apply some. It means you have to be willing to re-learn what you think you knew about love and come up with some new rules based upon the single notion that Love is a player, too, and Love breaks every rule you might write that is not based on that truth. Love as a player changes everything, because Love doesn’t choose sides, it isn’t predictable, and it never intends winning without everything winning, too. Understanding of these ground rules is simply a matter of deciding to turn everything you know on its head and looking at things from the perspective of player Love. If that means entertaining a crazy thought such as, “Nothing leads to something, so I must be rich at some point even though I don’t see it yet,” then by all means, do. You lose nothing. You might gain something of great value if you risk a new thought or two. Just think, it might be that you all win!

Remembrance comes for those of you eager to play a new kind of game, for the game of Dream Making is an ancient one. It has been played over eons and across dimensions. You are just discovering your various opportunities to play. Brightly-lit Love beckons you. It is not a game of dominance or chance but of discovery and recognition, from an address of bright joy rather than a place of dark fear. It is a game never before played that is the only one your universe knows. You are achieving mastery of a beautifully complex creation and how it plays out is up to you. All we are saying is that Love plays no favorites and everything you do defines your path. We’ve played that game before and can give you some pointers, if you’d like. Things like, get ready to send a message to each other that Love is listening, and if you can re-define your pain as love-deficient areas and nourish them, then you might arrange an escape from pain altogether. Remember that the known people of the stars are never far from your side and are rooting for you to master the game as one. Now, you hold the dice, you have the cards, you aim the pointer. Usually, you keep getting the same results. This time, play for love.

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love lights the way

Pleiadian Renegades through Amanda R. Ryan

“At this point in your collective journey, we again extend our hand, holding a key with which you may discover a flashlight in your own inner being and arrive safely on the other side of the darkness which comes.”

When you were a child, you found your way in the dark by your sense of spatial orientation and your parents’ help. Darkness and blindness were the same thing. Both were states of heightened sensory awareness and the place where the unknown was met. A hand from above guided you to both light and ultimate safety. Things are not so different now, are they? Perhaps you can remember where things are and so avoid bumping into them, or you have trained yourself to move gingerly in unfamiliar surroundings. Yet are you aware of the byways of darkness you navigate without a clue as to how you arrive safely in light? You dream without a source of light to guide you from without, yet you manage to awaken without any bruises from your journey of closed eyes. Abductions aside, you don’t travel through the night needing a light to help you wake up safely. Do you suppose it is so different, then, to travel in ignorance, blind and unaware, yet eventually to awaken to light? It is not. Children and adults alike sometimes need a little helping hand to get to the other side of darkness, and we and others are at the ready.

You have probably sensed such guidance from time to time, as shadows fall around you and your source of light becomes dimmed. It is natural to be lightless and needing a torch on the bends of the journey. When knowledge ceases to light your way, what do you do? You learn more. What, then, when learning only adds to the shadows? There comes a time when getting someplace safe is all that matters and all the learning in the world stops short of your destination - sometimes just at the edge of a gaping abyss. Bright light in the distance can seem as far away as the stars, yet it may be only as far as a single step. How so? Dimension and quantum density hold the key to understanding and unlocking the portal that can carry you safely to love’s bright shores. Those keys are a puzzle no longer, if you want them. Just hold out your hand and grab ours - we’ll take you there.

Knowledge of dark paths need not lead you to oblivion. Often, they are necessary detours which lead to bright, sunshiny meadows of joy. It isn’t the all-encompassing darkness of Abbadon of which we speak, but the lightless ways of forgetfulness and despair. On these paths, light is not discerned, though it may be all around. All-encompassing darkness is another thing altogether. On such a dark creation, light is itself dark. While such dark creations generally do not come into view, understanding that they do exist - when understanding comes from a place of light - alters the vibratory structure of darkness in a way that says “I love you” to deaf ears that they hear. Understanding, of course, is another a matter of bringing your eyes to a place of light that nothing can overshadow. Knowledge itself makes light of dark, as knowledge is light. Ignorance cannot stand in its presence without transformation of its beingness. Ignorance, far from being bliss, does itself a favor by allowing that transformation to begin. In purity of darkness, ignorance has its source. In light it completes its journey. Hope is its light, and prayer its handrails over chasms of morbid decay. And by now, you should already know that by prayer we mean communication with divine and joyful amore, love and moi, the generative source of life within your own beingness.

May we discourse a bit on the meaning of prayer? Perhaps the question should be an emotional one, but for us it is a bit more half-and-half emotional and logical. In the balance, we find a more satisfying overview of the word and a clearer path before us. Can you see into the darkness when you’re purely emotional? A capital N-O. You see the darkness, but not beyond. Hope and trust are not emotional states, but rather mental beams on which are built whole cities of light. Emotional aspects of being are magnification lenses with which you sense your relative practical climate within a particular situation. Emotion is an antenna, it is a translator, it is a reality gauge. It is not a beacon, nor is it a source of any neutrality. Emotion is charged. You may think that love is an emotion. Love is substance and energy; it can be sensed and generated, but not more than that. What you sense as love is the energy it generates as joy, bliss, peace, contentment - joy being chief among these that you can sense with the emotional body. Love takes all forms. The amore of love, the generative source within you, is life undying. Fear, despair, indignation and rage are also forms of love which the antenna of emotion transmits to your understanding of your reality, yet they don’t necessarily feel what you call “loving”. Nonetheless, they too are of love. You see the necessity of applying a little logic to the question? Logic and love are indispensable partners to each other. Peace is logic’s state of being. Self-preservation is emotion’s raison d’etre. Together, they simply dance to the ever-changing melody of joy. Prayer is the means to their harmonization.

When you are at a loss to find your way in the dark, you call for light in some form to guide you to pristine arrival in safe haven. Whether you’re lost in the woods or lost in despair, this is generally true, is it not? You call for yourself to be safely guided. You may call on an external source or rely on your own mettle for such guidance, yet you bring to your awareness the possibility that you will arrive safely beyond the darkness. This is prayer. You need not fall on your knees, but you might in the face of such a possibility finding you. Noting your general call for guidance at various times of dramatic samplings of darkness, we have renegade-style answered with messages of light. At this point in your collective journey, we again extend our hand, holding a key with which you may discover a flashlight in your own inner being and arrive safely on the other side of the darkness which comes. That key: Home is a distant star no longer. It burns within the reflection you see in yourselves and makes sense when you consider that Beingness names you as its home star in the darkness of coming around the bend of quiet desperation into certainty of dancing with joy as a day breaks in your own dark night of doubt. You are coming to a time of knowingness of darkness as a path that leads to light. Can you pray for peace within? If you can, you may find yourselves dancing with joy and lit from within. We are here if you need a hand. Just call, if you do.

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demons are listening: speak of love

Pleiadian Renegades through Amanda R. Ryan

“Look at the demons hiding in the shadows watching how you use power. Know they seek to learn. What will you teach them?”

In all your comings and goings on Earth, nothing says anything more powerfully than “I love you” spoken by a child. However, there is one other source of power in language felt in the words of demons in the service of love realizing their own OM-lessness and coming to awareness of their role in generating the desire in a person to more closely align him- or herself with love saying, “Love is all there is and I am fine with that.” Such a demon is a soul fragment aligning itself with the call of the soul to again assemble as one. It is the only other voice in all the created universe that neither loves righteousness nor needs to be right in order to claim its power of being transformed through love. It is enough to both the child and the demon that he is loved. Denial of love has the opposite effect - besides changing the child into a demon, it also makes a demon feel utterly hopeless, its only option oblivion. Thus, love denies nothing and embraces everything. It does so with stealth and great intelligence and leaves its path encoded with clues. Only those who understand its code can follow it down the darker pathways without getting lost in a tangle of nonsense. Let us be your guides for a moment and meander down a certain path of demons in search of self. We’ll turn on the streetlights as we go.

A matter-of-fact approach, we find, is the surest way to go without stumbling on mental constructs like philosophy or belief. Can you hang with that? It means you must let go of such things and just look at the way things are. What’s true is true at every level.

Consider this: Demons are fighting about divine power. Nothing more or less, just divine power, where it sources and where it goes. Yet those who love peace and gentleness are also fighting, in their way, for the survival of their understanding of divine power and its path. Same for non-denominational spiritual seekers on the path of recovery, who fight to demonstrate divine power in their lives. On and on it goes, for any and all. Are any wrong? No. If one were, all would be. Remember, reality is holographic. Little changes make big differences in the inner workings of the whole. Thus we approach the subject of demons. In so doing, we are asking you to come face to face with your fears and decide whether or not they live or become transformed. If the former, well, it’s been nice knowing you. But if the latter, we celebrate your arrival to a new level of understanding and experience. We enjoy parties much more than funerals, so we urge you to opt for understanding and joy. The more, the merrier!

So, if demons are fighting for the same thing anyone else is fighting for, each in their own way, what makes them different? Only the love they feel for what they call God. Man’s understanding of love is evolving to eventually know what lay in the heart of a demon, but you first need to lose your fear. Only fear keeps you from more love than you can at this point comprehend. It is only fear which makes a perfect expression of God’s experience into a spectre of awful appearance. Lose your fear. It is neither a source of strength or power.

Beginning at the close of the week, you may see opportunities arise to de-demonize certain ones you consider demonic. Game gets interesting when all the pieces look the same. What then is the point? If the black and white pieces are all suddenly grey - or better yet, each a shade of light frequency in brilliant color - what does the game become? Ponder this awhile.

Dramatic shifts become commonplace in the days that lay ahead. Uncharted terrain. A jigsaw puzzle without a picture, only color which gains definition in union with others. You are an important piece. Your understanding colors more than just your little patch of reality. It changes how all the pieces fit together in harmonic semblance of nature’s true beauty and power. Look at the demons hiding in the shadows watching how you use power. Know they seek to learn. What will you teach them?

Can you dream of demons dancing in delight, having learned the ultimate secret of love? Maybe you will dance, too. If you let go of fear, you might find you can kick up your heels a little easier. Remember, you are a being of love and power. You can reach the deepest recesses of consciousness calling out for understanding. Joy begins to dance and calls your name to love’s partnership. If fear cuts in, teach it a new two-step. Get a little crazy on the dance floor and let your true spirit move you. It feels good to no longer be in fear. You might be surprised how easy it is to make friends with the demon who’s been following your footsteps. Anything is possible. Even demons are emanations of divine knowingness, and nature’s always living, even in death. In death is new life, and in demons is new love. Teach it by being it. Love has no match but lights the fire of transformation simply by loving. Brilliant burns that fire when more love is being embraced by arms newly discovering its infinity. It is a radical transformation, a pole shift of molecular degree, that kindles itself into love’s glory of combustion and rebirth.

Random acts of love do much to alter your reality. Perhaps they alter a demon’s understanding, too. It always follows that love leads and ignorance follows, transformed by the creative power of divine knowledge of self as all. Part of God are demons, as part of love is fear. Remembrance of that is power.

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crank up the volume

Pleiadian Renegades through Amanda R. Ryan

“Gaining the wisdom to bring the best world possible into existence is a matter of clarity, consciousness, and certainty. Can you manage that?”

Would you like to prepare gourmet food for a meal with us? It would be a nice thing to do for a guest or two. We aren’t picky, but we do have a request. Please don’t serve us leftovers. They tend to stick with us a little too long, if you know what we mean. Heartburn, gas, bloating. We’ll be happy to pick up anything you need. We’ll be over soon. No fuss. And please don’t worry about how the house looks. We’ve seen you at your worst, you know?

If you got that message on your answering machine, how would you respond? Frenzy, excitement… dread? Well, please don’t worry, we won’t show up on your doorstep unannounced. Tune your dial to our station on your radio for the latest bulletins. By “your radio” we mean your awareness, of course. Do you know where the dial is located? Look in your heart. It’s sure to be found somewhere in there, amid the debris of pain and brokenness. You’ve been cleaning out diligently, though, haven’t you, so it won’t take you long to find it. Keep clearing. Don’t forget to cast an eye over the terrain of your secret heart, too. What’s that? You haven’t heard of that room? It’s like the guest room of the spirit, tucked away, closed off, only used for visitors. Time to open the windows and air out the mattress. We’re on our way, and we’d like to stay awhile, if that’s all right with you.

Pardon the assertion that we’re coming, but you have been asking us to for some time. Otherwise, we wouldn’t dare invite ourselves. We’re giving you ample opportunity to prepare. You have enough time to shop for essentials and tidy up, despite the mayhem dunking has been throwing at you of late. It won’t be long, and it will be fun, so bring out what you consider your party dress and let’s have a ball, shall we? What looks like the prospect of change for you marks the beginning of a whole new world, and creating a new world is easy with a few lessons. Gaining the wisdom to bring the best world possible into existence is a matter of clarity, consciousness, and certainty. Can you manage that? We think you can, some of you, anyway. More are gaining. It is only a short time until enough do to tip the scales, so to speak. Your trials of magical overlords will soon be over. A magical overlord is one who knows how to use your own power against your better knowledge, and they have lately been having trouble doing their illusionist routine. It’s not getting the laughs it used to from the audience of sociopathic talent agents and their mental powers are getting warped as time compresses and their tricks are revealed. Who are the sociopathic talent agents? Let us introduce you.

Enter an agent of the system.

“Greetings, Earthlings. Are you becoming able to guess the plot as it thickens? Many clues have I dropped of late. Let’s see, I know you can guess what’s coming if I really let the cat out of the bag, but that would spoil the ending. Rather, let me clarify what you already do know. First, you are more powerful than you usually act. Second, you are willing to casually relinquish the driver’s seat to be driven by ideas planted in your head by television. Third, you don’t ask the kind of questions that would lead to your liberation from your beliefs about your powerlessness. You know these things, but you remain blissfully unaware of their effects on your day-to-day experience of reality. It can hardly be a surprise that bodies of water are rising, and various and sundry quite odd things are happening with your weather, considering the crash on your horizon. Your world is changing. Are you able to recognize that? Can you see? Nothing seems true and empathy has begun to penetrate awareness on all levels. Your most mundane activities seem alien to you and your relationships to people have changed. You have changed. Are you ready to no longer be pawns in someone else’s game? Justice is here. Soon you will be able to see more of the emperor’s clothes, and he’s not wearing them. How near that time is is up to you. Knowing you can create reality to suit yourself is the year’s hottest fashion. Fear and dark doom are so passé. Next year promises a whole different style, but for now this is the ‘practical radical’ look, modern and hip with a hint of quark as neon yellow — or ‘new gold’ — around the cuff. It’s so you.

“Before I go, understand this: You are not who you were, even a month ago. You created the present you find yourself in just a short time ago. Your future will be coming more quickly as time continues to compress. Pay attention to all your thoughts and all your influences driving thought for you. Dream your own dream. Reality belongs to you. Make yourselves happy, why don’t you? When you do, everything will change. Pray for peace. Voice your inner knowingness. Create.

“I bid you bon voyage as I prepare to leave for other dreams, as I fear I have no place in yours. You’re preparing to enter a new world, one which you will find to be of your liking. I choose otherwise. Understanding reached, there is no need for further quibbling about who can spit the farthest. Soon wars will end. I cannot speak for all who live by my rules, for some will, undoubtedly, continue to do their darndest to take what they can and want more, which they do to their detriment. Deal lovingly with them; they need it.

“Farewell. I am Orion.”

Did you understand what that means? That means the big change will shift and the rest is details quickly resolved. You are at the threshold of that time. We are on the other side of the door, standing on the welcome mat. May we come in? At your invitation, we await our entrance. We love you.

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it’s going to get better

Pleiadian Renegades through Amanda R. Ryan

“Be like a waveform spreading out over the planet influencing other waveforms to entrain to peace.”

You’ve crooned of late, “I’m ready to go home!” We heard you. Now it’s time to change key. Modulate. A sort of baptism you’ve been letting yourselves have. You only have to r-e-l-a-x. Would you like to know how best to do that? Beyond good diet, sleep, exercise, etc.? Center yourself on a calm, comfortable area, and breathe. Nothing else. Don’t move. Don’t ponder. Don’t talk. Observe. Allow. Pray. What do we mean by prayer? Open communication with God. What do we mean by God? That Which Is.

An old dream needs to be re-examined. It goes something like this, as dreams go: As the forces of good and evil grew in strength and power, battles erupted and everything was destroyed. People died, though some were saved and taken up to heaven. The earth was reborn. This is the basic dream; it has many forms. A doom and gloom followed by happy ever after. All set in motion by God, for kicks. Is this a valid dream? Yes. Is it a fact-based dream? Yes. Is it what will come to pass? No. A little here and there, but for the whole planet, no. It is in response to your inner world that your outer world changes. Seek peace within and you will find peace. Attain peace within and you will attain peace outwardly. Live peacefully within your home and watch peace grow around you. Infect the world with peace. It’s homeopathy on a grand scale. The planet is sick. It is displaying symptoms of abuse, toxicity, and war in its body. It ends its suffering only when your suffering ends. A dose of your intention given in world potency is dangerous to all the doom and gloom prophecies readying themselves to be fulfilled. Be like a waveform spreading out over the planet influencing other waveforms to entrain to peace. In this way, you lessen the likelihood of doom and gloom coming to pass.

Perhaps a story would be good here. We haven’t told you one in a while. So, once there was a village situated near a stream. Every year the stream would flood, spreading nutrients over the fields and every year the people harvested great crops. Prams with babies and den of wolves were soon to meet, however, as you will see. One particular year, the crops wouldn’t be enriched with the yearly flood. The next year was worse. And the year after that, disaster struck. In a desperate act, all the mothers of babies decided to visit an old prophet and offer their babies to allay the natural catastrophes. The prophet was only too glad to accept, for in secret he ate babies. He would eat, and the villagers were in his thrall. He had a faulty connection with his agents of time-reading, but nonetheless he told them what must come to pass: A great sign in the sky told him that more calamity would not be if they made the greatest sacrifice they could manage. Can you guess what they decided to do? Lost in grief, they all died. The end.

We didn’t say it would be a happy story. That is just one possible outcome. Another might be: Once there was a village. A nearby stream ebbed and flowed, and the people learned of its rhythms and movements. After half a century of scientific observation, it was decided to build an irrigation system to safeguard the village and ensure adequate bathing of the crops in case of drought. In such a way, the flood became part of a greater system of recycling elemental energies to the benefit of all. A prophet saw a sign in the sky and warned of disruption in the cycle of nature. Thanks to the practical observation and safeguarding, the village was held in bends of blessedness. Greeting the sun of a new day, they all lived. The end.

If that doesn’t appeal to you, a quantifiable number of possibilities remains. You can write the story any way you wish. There is no absolute answer to the question, “What’s going to happen?” There is only general direction. General direction is certainty over time. Absolute answer is time contracting certainty to a dot. They are the same. To us, you are already home free. To you, we are not even visible. You are a dot. We are direction. You experience time spread out over distance. We experience distance spread out over time. A certainty to you is possibility to us. A possibility to you is not even visible. Perhaps we can help you focus better through the lens of time. Look. We can see you. We can’t touch you. You can’t see us or hear us or touch us. If you knew how much we wanted to crank open the joy and give you a big hug, perhaps you would be able to sense us a little better. It is fear of what lay ahead that blinds you. We cannot see any further than the possibilities you hold in your hands. Right now it looks confused. Try to focus on time outside of time. See possibility as reality. Look at each other and see healed, whole, beautiful beings smiling back at you through the bent, crumbling disguises people wear. Even the darkest among you has a core of pure light. You are all stars wearing parkas. Not for much longer, though.

You no doubt have more sympathy with a teabag now. You are being dunked. It gets hot and dark and lonely. Then you cool off and let the feelings of darkness drain away. Then you get dunked. The cycle is intense now. Unlike teabags, however, you are not to be tossed in the bin. A little longer and you’ll see new growth. A little longer and you’ll be free of much of the darkness you held within. A little longer and a lot closer to being able to sense the love that surrounds you in all things, all people, all situations. Make a bad thing better. Look at your life with eyes of understanding. Decide to be happy. It is the Earth’s pain you cast off. Allow it to burn and drain, and plan for more peace to be made everywhere. War is not inevitable, but you can make peace more inevitable sooner than you think.

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make room for a visitor

Pleiadian Renegades through Amanda R. Ryan

“No more doom and gloom, folks. Showtime is upon you. Welcome to the matinee.“

Before the coming dunking in the lake of light, we would like to do a bit of dramatic entertainment. May we have an audience? Will you allow us to perform for you a piece we call Improvisation? We think you’ll enjoy it. Lo and behold, what light through yonder window breaks? It is bold of you to ask. Since you do, know it is the light of a new day. Take that to mean what you will. From the heart of the fond lover of you, our mother, the galaxy, pours a torrent of light. When you finally are fully drenched, you will be new beings. The gods will have returned. Our drama song and dance is something like “A Day in the Mind of God, a Night of Tremendous Memory”. No more doom and gloom, folks. Showtime is upon you. Welcome to the matinee.

We present to you three travelers, each representing a separate constellation of ideas about reality. Person number one is called Mortal Man. He is characterized as a fatalist, one who lives by the dictum, “You live, you die, then you feed the worms.” Lean and lanky, he trudges, mumbles and fusses and occasionally says something brilliant. He only wears black. Person number two is called Master of Ceremonies. He is fast and slick, arrogant and sly, a dry bone. Always dressed to the teeth, he makes grand gestures and helps himself to the spotlight. He always wears London designs. Person number three is called Mental Clarity. He is high and low, back and front, everywhere at once. Answer nonsense to Mental Clarity and you’ll find yourself at the receiving end of a barrage of logic designed to set you straight. He only wears cashmere and silk and always carries a sense of sarcasm as a walking-stick. That is the cast of characters. Now, the setting: It was a dark and stormy night, and not a creature was stirring. The stage is bare except for an entryway, a bench and a sign that says “Please, under no circumstances should you be anywhere else but here.” It is more like a coffin than a womb in darkness, yet the name of the place is Home. We begin.

Enter, stage left, Master of Ceremonies. He spins and gestures and seeks an audience. Seeing you, he begins to make his speech, center stage, under the spotlight.

M of C: Esteemed colleagues, you are most welcome to hear my words of great importance. A Pleiadian man has just been interviewed on family prime time television this evening, and you have no idea what to make of it, do you? Hm? Well, I do. So if you will give me your undivided attention for the foregoing time, I will tell you how this most amazing conference proceeds to darken our skies, uh, I mean, proceeded. Now, many of you are unfamiliar with the term “Pleiadian”. Rest assured, he under no circumstances means us any harm. At least that’s what he said. Rather, he says he comes to nurture peace in our world. We’ll see.

M of C sits on a bench. Enter Mortal Man, stage left.

MM: Well, it’s the end of the world. All of the best-laid plans, blah blah blah. We’re screwed. I don’t care, let ‘em come. Quick, though; I don’t want to suffer. They’ll probably dissect me. Oh, and eat me! I hope they choke. Maybe they’ll be the friendly kind, though… Doesn’t matter, life’s over as we know it. Time to move on to a new world, eh? Well, so what?… Maybe it’s better than this one… Keep it, you “space brother”, you. I don’t want any part of your nefarious plan to take over the world. So push off, hear?… Maybe we do need the help… I don’t know… What’s going to happen?

MM wanders over to the bench and sits beside M of C, who has busied himself reading a newspaper and ignores him. Enter MC, stage center.

MC: Well, whaddya know? They finally landed. It’s been a long time, but they finally came. All the speculation is over. And they’re not little green men, after all… or grey. That guy on TV looked kinda like my cousin Bob. Huh. Well, Capitol is probably quite frantic right now. Bring on the mothership, boys! Beam me up, I’m ready to leave this godforsaken rock! Yessiree, right on schedule. Things are going to get very interesting now. Certain people won’t like it, to be sure, but what to do? They’re here. They’re here!

MC walks around, looking up.

MM: What are you doing, looking for aliens?

MC: Yep.

M of C: You have no authority to seek audience with them. Go back home and watch it on the news.

MC: A man with no desire for contact is a man who robs himself of sanity.

MM: Contact or conquest?

M of C: Conquest, schmonquest, nothing to see here, folks. Now please go home.

MC: I’m trying to, can’t you see that?

MM: Are you an alien?

MC: Who, me? Sometimes I feel like it. No, I’m as human as you, Jack. Flesh and blood.

M of C: Are you still here?

MM: I wish I knew what was going on…

MC: Me, too.

Act One ends.

Well, what do you think? Act Two is on the way. Meanwhile, Act One baffles you. Make a little room for us to visit you and you’ll see a preview of Act Two. Men of light are waiting in the wings. On cue, they will enter and commence contact. A mystery unfolds. Are you sitting at the edge of your seat yet? Soon you will be.

We don’t say anything more specific for good reason. You don’t need to know when. It is coming. It is anticipated. You have asked for it and now you demand it. We are happy to nearly answer you in person. Know that we are aware that you have been hearing this for a long time. A long time. What is different now is your ability to love and your ability to create peaceful dialogue between neighbors. We have waited a long time too, our brothers. Yet you are ready, so contact is inevitable. Not least nor last, naturally, have you shifted your ability to love. In the very smallest joys, big shifts occur. Be patient a little bit longer. We approach.

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down the rabbit hole

Pleiadian Renegades through Amanda R. Ryan

“Soon you will be moving back into the field of possibility. There is nothing to dread. There is nothing to fear. There is only possibility in whatever flavor you bring to it.”

Knowledge and understanding are two different things. Neither can be tied to the other without some destination of chaos being visited. Such destinations usually lend themselves to elopements of rogue thoughts and the nascence of born-again apparitions of fear. Density notwithstanding, you are being plunged with increasing frequency into a matrix for which you have no reference point for energetic orientation. As often as you are dunked, you do ever more purging and cleansing, and as often as you return to living as you have been accustomed in the rational real world, you slip into a peaceful benevolence. Over and over, for longer periods each time, you are absent from what is familiar and reside in alien territory, moving closer and closer to direct contact with life as it never has been. Naturally, it raises your frequency. But it also subjects you to utter chaos. Relax. It’s just a process. Let fear necessarily be a part of that process.

Relentless waves of big energy from the center of the galaxy have been skimming off the outer edge of your planet’s rondeau in the galactic plane. Very soon, your planet will again enter into a period of full emulsion of sensory chaos, very soon. By our calculations, in about a week you will begin to notice some anomalous experiences. No worries, though, for you are well prepared this time. It is our normal manner to be of service where we can to create an experience of joy for all of creation, and your next adventure is one in which we can be of great service to most of mankind, if you permit us. We are, after all, only answering your call of desperation.

So then, how do you best proceed? A simple approach usually works best in situations calling for true grit. May we offer a few suggestions? First, it is most advantageous for you to forget who you were in the reality of rational being for the duration of time in which you find yourself in alien territory. By the time you return to that plane of existence - which, by our calculations, would be in about one month, more or less - you won’t recognize that person anyway. That is, if you return to the same level of being. Home in on your heart as a focal point and you may well find yourself returning to a similar reality, but at a much elevated level of being. Length of stay is relative to inner bliss, we daresay, even though your more immediate impression might be one of absolute horror at the lofty illusions you may have entertained about who you are. This is a normal reaction for anyone upon discovering that not only did they let others see them as they believe themselves to be, they also let them see a rather large glimpse of who they wish they never were - neither of which is a very good reflection of who, indeed, they truly are. Do you think you are your body? Do you think you are your soul? In a sense, you are both, yet neither. You are also something else altogether. While you are dunked, it would be a good idea to have a real sit-down heart-to-heart with yourself and figure out what’s what. Think of your personas as suits of clothes. Have a little fashion show. Take a good look and see what you wouldn’t want to be caught dead wearing in public. Consider the downfalls of being unable to fully function because your pants are too tight. Face the fact that some of your favorite personas make you appear a little more or less blah. Your censor should be as objective as possible and really look at what a certain suit of attire does for your overall sense of well-being. Keep androgyny as your own little secret. The time will come when that will be more appropriate to share.

Density cycles are a natural part of your universe. So are polarity cycles. Life is generated by such drastic reversals in alignment and perception. You do not need to worry about annihilation. All you’ll lose is what you no longer are. Rather, time progresses to a point of already-there. Then certainty is. It is mainly a shift in perception from here to already-there which you are in the process of discovering. Anything is possible when all possibilities are already there. All that’s left for you to do is choose. While you’re still being dunked periodically, dress is the name of the game. You’re trying on different realities - have fun! Even if you hate shopping, the best thing possible is sure to be on the rack somewhere in your size. Remember, you’re moving to a higher level of density, so leave a little room to grow into it. More than that you need not worry about. If it doesn’t suit you, get rid of it.

Soon you will be moving back into the field of possibility. There is nothing to dread. There is nothing to fear. There is only possibility in whatever flavor you bring to it. Is your closet full already? Perhaps this week would be a good time to look over your density wardrobe and get rid of what you’re sure no longer fits. Maybe you’ll discover some forgotten piece of density you could really use. Or maybe you’ll fill a lot of bags for offering to Source for redistribution as energetically pure possibility. That would be doing yourself a favor. Mental count is fine; you don’t need to pack a suitcase. Plan on one outfit. You can always add pieces as they come to you through the avenues of dreams and intention. Would you feel funny about not having a closet full of costumes? Laugh all you want. The joke is nothing more than putting on a garish-looking lab coat and playing the part of mad scientist for a while. Let yourself imagine the best manifestation for you and allow it to unfold. Remember that your heart is aligned with your planet and all beings on it. The dunking is deep this time, almost full soaking and a lot of agitation. Let a rondeau of peace be generated by an emergent awareness and you’ll find that all the nodes of light carry you through without shrinking, stretching or fading. In fact, you’ll be better off, as core appearances are the most meaningful, anyway.

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