Looking at the Monster of Imperfection

Over the past month, I have been going through some kind of transformation from within the core of my being, and nothing in my path is safe from the fire. It has been getting to the most deeply buried ideas about love that I have ever consciously accessed. How I have experienced it is a fully interactive arcade of imperfections steadily pointing out to me what I am experiencing is a form of imperfection in my concept of myself. For my part, I have rolled up my sleeves and am breaking a lot of belief structures and OM is in the background of it all. If we are all on the verge of finishing our lessons as a planet, it is important that we finish our lessons as they appear from moment to moment throughout the day. It’s not as if this is the final exam, but we do seem to be entering a period of expectancy, open to the possibility for fractalline tangents to our central sphere of beingness to return in full awareness of love. It feels to me like we have been wandering around in circles and have suddenly realized that all the paths we took were each part of a holographic design leading back to the central point of integration.

I haven’t given much thought about how this transformation is going. I’m really just trying to ride it out. It feels like it wouldn’t matter if I knew, anyway. It’s all going to be just fine. First, though, I have to deal with the reality in front of me, and change what I can to bring myself into alignment with the place my soul is driving at. It is the only thing I have any true control over, the way I choose to respond to my reality. It is the only way I can change anything else, is to change it within myself first. Which means I have to look at it and acknowledge its existence before it dissolves into something else. I have learned this from my son, who says if you look at the monsters, they will disappear. It is sage advice.

I have changed what I can in my environment, moving things around, cutting my hair, and forcing myself to savor a cup of tea for a few minutes every day. I enjoy the change in perspective, and the reality I see through this newly focused lens is showing the imperfections starkly in contrast to the picture that pulsates with life in the background of my awareness. I am seeing the energies of change sweeping through as if doing a final check-in before themselves changing into something completely new and unexpected. And the unexpected is probably the only sure thing we can expect.

Which brings me to a topic that has been much on my mind: expectation. It is the step beyond intention. It is the nail the hammer of intention hits. It is the single point toward which desires end before becoming manifest. It comes at me from all sources, and has positioned itself as the governing concept for this particular time and place. Tell me, what do you expect from life? Could it be the thing you say you expect is merely the thing you want? If you really want to see where you have to change in order to get closer in alignment with peace, look at the things in your present reality that you consider points of imperfection. Look at the reactions you allow, the emotional response you choose to fuel, the words you would use to describe the reality imperfections you experience now. Could it be that those are clues to what you truly expect life to throw at you? I look at my own set of circumstances from this lifetime, and I see that I have always expected, in some form, disappointment. This is a powerful frequency modulator, to recognize the true nature of your own expectations. It is from that point that you can apply the logic of a 5-year-old monster fan to good  measure. Look your imperfect self square in the eye and say, without a moment’s hesitation, with a full breath of air, “You are an aspect of my soul that has come home to be loved. Know you are loved and release the frequency you have held. Become pure encodement of love in the form of light, and return to OM.”

It helps to have a laser blaster handy, for any really stuck energies, so says the monster fan. Noted.

I’m blessed to have so many distractions to focus on. I’m getting extra credit for that thought pattern showing up. These are the things I tell myself to get me through the chaos that is coming with the tide of change. The family dinner is at my table this Christmas, and there is a lot to do to get ready for that. It will be good to have a chance to share with my mother what I have learned from her in the kitchen. The tree is up and decorated, the house getting ready for company, and so much going on with the Renegades and the online community of resonance!

NEW DEVELOPMENTS

Translations: I’ve been working under the radar and have a few things to announce, in the spirit of disclosure. Karla and James have been translating articles from the Renegades and Anica into Spanish and French, so there is a growing list of pieces in translation. I trust their relationship with the words they are working with, and expect that their efforts will allow more people to find resonance in the messages.

Personal Readings: A few people have asked when I’d be doing personal readings again, so I have decided now’s as good a time as any to offer that service anew.  If you would like to have an insightful and provocative communication regarding your own experience as you are awakening, or whatever, you may want to consider having a reading. You can find some feedback on the home page, and nearly everyone who responds after reading their message tells me that the information unfolds more and more over time, leading to a deeper understanding of the path to integration and wholeness.

Calendar, cards, book, etc.: Just in time (barely) for the holidays, some new offerings at the Pleiadian Soul online store. You’ll find a new cosmically aligned “Christmas” card design, and a stunning wall calendar for 2010. Look for new t-shirt designs based on the artwork, coming soon. There’s also a fun new white oval car sticker to let people know where you’re coming from, with the sign “PL” for Pleiades. And for your friends and family who don’t rely on the Internet for information on What’s Happening Now, consider “Remembrance: Messages for Preparing for Contact”, the Renegades’ collected messages from 2008. It’s available from Lulu.com as a printed book or as a download.

New Facebook Community: I’ve been getting so many new friends on Facebook, I’ve realized it’s time to start a fan page so I can keep my communications straight. I find that I’ve been hesitating posting certain information or starting discussions on my Facebook page because not all of my friends and family are on the same page, so to speak. Starting the fan page opens that door wide, and I’m really looking forward to it coming alive. It’s called “Renegade Operatives”, and you’ll find it here. Please join! There are a lot of great communities on Facebook, and a lot of awareness spreading through its pages.

As always, your donations keep me afloat, and the websites online. Nothing fancy, but the bare minimum for keeping this information flowing. Thank you for supporting the site, and thus supporting the greater awakening of global consciousness. As we prepare for the darkest moon at this darkest time of year, may we carry enough love in our hearts to transform the shadows we meet into the purest essence of light and experience the transformation of love in the core of our being. I wish for you all great blessings and delightful surprises as the light of a new year dawns. Expect miracles, expect love, expect truth. We will not be disappointed.

Peace,
Maryann

Nothing More than What Is

In the past several weeks, there has been a growing undercurrent of excitement around the real potential for disclosure of extraterrestrial involvement in Earth’s reality. It’s as if suddenly it’s on the table, and people are starting to talk about it more. Aside from the hype of the modern world choking on its own violent creations in cinematic melodramatic forays into the ridiculous, some thoughtful discussion on the nature of extraterrestrial civilization is starting to make its way into prime time, marketed in a more tasteful way than such subjects typically have been. Ridicule is giving way to curiosity, and mere curiosity is more and more caving in to belief in a greater reality than had previously been entertained. It is already begun; there is no turning back, there is no retreat into ignorance. The truth is making itself known. That is not limited to disclosure of ET involvement in our world. It is a truth-telling time, and lights are going on all over the place as people are waking up to the immensity of the world’s cloak of ignorance. In a word, it’s inappropriate for secrets to be kept from the populace any longer. The truth is showing itself left and right, and the ones who have kept secret the truth about our collective history and the great illusion will soon be caught with more than their pants down. There will only be what is, and any attempt to subvert what is into what isn’t will be known for what it is, illusion, a lie.

Everything is going to be unveiled; there can be no more partial truths. We have to be in a position within our relationship to our soul to be able to forgive, understand, and love whatever comes forth. When it comes down to the wire, there is only one choice, anyway: To love or withhold love. If you see some spectre arising from within your psyche wielding a butcher knife and threatening to lop your head off, what do you do? It could be some memory of past injustice done to you that makes you lose your head when it comes to discerning the undercurrents of shadowy Nemesis that lurks within, or it could be some memory of injustice done by you to another. It could be an awareness of how futile one person’s anger can be against the gross body of elite government atrocity. It could be some fear grounded in your deep memories of childhood from the time before you had words to communicate the source of your fear in a world of madness and cold hard truth. Whatever the origin of the spectre, can you disarm it with love? It sounds so banal, so trendy, so poetic. Yet of all possible weapons you could use, none are as effective as the simple shift to love. It doesn’t hurt. It can even feel good. Liberating. Empowering. Even a little fluttery in the gut. Do you dare? You might be surprised, once you do, at how easy it is to take the knife away from the psychopath. And that is just the beginning of how you can change the world.

I don’t think disclosure will come without some discomfort for those who have chosen to stay asleep until the alarm goes off for the final wake-up call. I can guess that there will be some rocking and rolling across the face of the planet as the mask of indifference falls to pieces and the world wakes up to the reality of its beauty and power. Have you taken the time to think about how the truth might affect you? When your fears come out of the closet and present themselves in the light of day, straightening their attire as best they can to seem lovable, presentable, acceptable? Reminding yourself that once you were in fear in front of them, that you have reclaimed the power you had blindly handed over to them, will you hold out your hand in peace to offer reunion to a splintered-off part of life’s expression? You can see how easy it is for the reflex of anger to be the first response to truth walking through the veil of illusion; it’s somehow a part of the natural process of waking up, for most of us. First comes pissed off, then comes enlightenment, the wise man said.

Let love express itself. Open your heart to whatever or whomever has caused you to be weak, and feel the power in it. It is your power. No one is taking that from you. It takes more than one heart to embrace that truth for it to become real for more people, and once enough people understand that truth there will be no entity that can withstand the onslaught of love that results, unless that entity is itself grounded in love. How can you tip the scales?

These are the thoughts that come to me now as I look beyond the overtures to disclosure I see with greater frequency. I have other things to tell you, too. The community at the Opalescent Collective is growing in so many ways I simply invite you to visit and spend a few minutes seeing what is developing there, if you haven’t already. Welcoming new friends and learning from each other’s souls is making it a cozy place indeed. I also invite you to join me on Facebook, where I’ll soon have a new “fan” page to help me keep track of what I’m otherwise sharing (as with family) and create a more focused news feed on consciousness, transformation, and disclosure-related things. Of course, you are still welcome to stay on the “friend” page! I am simply making this available as a less cluttered means of communication for those who prefer it. Heck, sign on to both if you’d like! And if you are yourself a tweeter or a follower of tweets, please sign on to my Twitter page for the latest postings, updates on discoveries, and otherwise random remarks. I’ve recently ventured into MySpace, so stop by and say hello as I figure out how to build that site up, too.

I’ve posted some artwork that came through from Nine some time ago, along with some bits and pieces of Pleiadian script. Please have a look and see what you see in them. They are intricate, odd, and delightful in their messages, some personal, some illustrating the finer points of the science of Nine. Visit the “Art & Language” page at Speaking of Nine.

Look for an announcement soon to appear as I prepare to re-introduce the personal messages from the Renegades and Anica. I’ve had to take a break from doing these, but many of you have asked if they are available and the reasons I had to take that break are dissolving. In that I have a service to offer, I will make it again available, for those who wish for personal communication and guidance. Some feedback appears on the main page of Speaking of Nine, if you’d like to see the responses of some who have had readings.

Framed prints of last year’s calendar are for sale at the Pleiadian Soul online store, and I’m working on a 2010 calendar, along with some other new goodies. The collected messages from the Renegades in 2008 are available in the book “Remembrance”, and I’m hoping to have my main book, “Opalescence: A Renegade Pleiadian Guide to Divinity”, finished in the coming weeks. More is on tap after that; rest assured the Pleiadians have much more to share with us, in many forms. Meanwhile, to fuel the online presence and the offline energy behind them, please consider a donation, which I gratefully receive as support and love. I’ve created an easy way to show your support on an ongoing basis with recurring monthly donations in amounts large and small. Every gift counts towards the transformation of global consciousness and energizes this work. Many thanks to you all for your kindness, whether it’s in the form of donations or heart-felt thought-forms of encouraging intent.

As we head toward the end of a year that has seen so much change already, we can all expect to see even more change in the coming months — a moment at a time. Here’s wishing you a clear moment-by-moment view of Nine’s path to the heart of what is before you. It is in the essential part of a thing that the nectar is found. May you find yourself swimming in it.

Into the Still Point of Nine

Like you, I have been watching the world shudder as the set onstage starts to lose its integrity. Low frequencies are rumbling across the stage as the chorus starts their entrance. I am not talking about extraterrestrials coming to save us; I’m talking about all the people who are waking up, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, ready to move into a brighter future. Now, I’m not averse to friendly aliens setting foot in the public square, of course. I just want to see those of us on the planet get it together before they do appear for all to see, hear, and interact with. It’s no fun if zombies and sleepwalkers crash the party. So I see what’s coming as the transition from nightmare to wakefulness, something that makes you catch your breath for a minute and calm your heartbeat down. Only then can you really see the morning light.

So I’m watching and I’m seeing a lot of nonsense and bickering and useless criticism being bandied about, and that’s okay with me because they are not such dangerous things. Sticks and stones are another matter. Every time I hear some dim idea about vaccinations and police states and world domination, I visualize these things like a paper-and-cardboard model someone’s put together, and I blow on the toothpicks holding them up. With a holographic intent, such a simple act could be quite useful, when you face some spectre of unpleasantness as a possible development in your path. Unpleasantness is really starting to ooze out of the human psyche on a global level, so there’s a lot of it about. That doesn’t mean it has to stay, it’s just on its way out. It’s always a good idea to use your breath in a cleansing way, to breathe in cosmic light and breathe out the nonsense (I recommend listening to Alaje’s pranayama meditations in his recent videos). Once you get the idea of disassembling some mechanism of fear in your personal experience, you can switch it to another level (kick it up a notch) and holographically use the personal practice to disassemble mechanisms of fear and clear out nonsense on other levels of being… within the family, the tribe, the school, city, the whole world.

Here is a practical application of the science of Nine, right here. When you are focusing your attention to your experience as an embodied soul, you are focusing on the consciousness of One, the reality of you as being. Clear out any misalignment of truth until you feel the single harmonious reverberation of OM, the still point. The still point is Nine, and it exists in all things. This is the point you breathe into and from which you access all of the universe. Start your personal etheric housecleaning here. Then move into the consciousness of Two, the reality of you in relation to Other. There is a tiny still point in the center of the experience of Two. Focus on clearing out any misalignment of energy between you and that which you are in relation to, breathe into that still point, that Nine portal which is in everything. Then keep going, into the consciousness of Three, Four, and so on. The foundation of these types of consciousness can be found here. This is the core of understanding the consciousness of Nine, and understanding Nine — even approaching it — leads to understanding the nature of divinity, by way of perfecting one’s beingness.

That’s how I understand it, anyway.

Ask a Silly Question, Get an Honest Answer

It’s been a month of internal and external uncertainty, hasn’t it? I have felt the Squeeze of August in many ways, and am somewhat relieved to see September come in. Not just for the cooler temps to bring sanity to the heat of transformation, but to see what happens in the world of official disclosure regarding the role extraterrestrial civilizations have been playing in human history, especially in the past few decades. I have been chatting with my extraterrestrial friends about the possibility that they might indeed show up on the doorstep of planet earth and move things along somewhat, but I am reluctant to share what they have said. However, this is all for you, so you might as well be in on the secret. It takes a long time to prepare for this kind of contact, and no matter how badly you want it to happen, certain steps have to be taken so you don’t fall on your head as you cross the chasm between Here-and-Now and Finally! I can’t deny that I want to get some rest, to get away from the insanity of this world, to be done with the labor of rebirth. I want to go home. And that has been the catalyst for discovering what home really means to me.

I’ve never really felt at home. There’s always some sense of something missing… peace, safety, belonging. I trust there are many who read these words who understand them from personal experience or from thoughtful consideration of the fact that our homes have been opened up to energies that have had none too serious intention for our own peace and contentment. We’ve eagerly opened the doors for technology and the world it created to enter and erode what’s left of family. School and work schedules wreak havoc on shared meals; television, computers, games and other media have infiltrated the quiet of an evening; morning news shows and the rush of getting ready for the day have drowned out the tranquility of interaction with the sun as it infuses light into the mists of dawn. There are meetings to attend, appointments to keep, regimens to follow. When is there time — or energy — to really enjoy “home”? I admit it has eluded me for a long, long time. I don’t understand how this happened, but there you have it. Home is stealthy, fractionated, and busy. And I am out of energy to pursue it much further, depleted, done. Given the options, heck I’ll take a ride on a lightship, were it offered in a friendly, cheery kind of way.

But then, I have work to do here.

So I asked the Renegades about that. Here is their answer:

Nowhere is home closer to you than when you are at peace. It is not the place but the state of mind that is the foundation. It is OM that creates home. Every atom in your being is connected to OM, no matter where you find yourself embodied. Your soul resides in the comfort of home even though your embodiment as a human might be feeling separate, lost, alone, alienated. Find that minuscule beacon within your very cells and follow it. Then see what happens. High in the sky we await the moment of meeting as kindred reunited. Do not give up hope; we will be arriving in style before very long. Meanwhile, we have some work to do, and so do you. Have you forgotten?

Yes, work is here, waiting to gain my attention. You’ll probably notice what’s been done in the past month: The Speaking of Nine site has been completely redesigned; a community site, the Opalescent Collective, has become a hub of loving energies sharing the vibe of Nine; Anica has narrated her first YouTube video and I have a new YouTube site waiting for more uploads (meanwhile, I have a few playlists on various subjects, please visit and enjoy). The site is also connected on Facebook, and I’m posting updates on Twitter. Whole new universes of information are awaiting discovery!

I have little idea what’s next, but Nine’s nexus of light is growing steadily. As it does, I am facing a dwindling physical supply of energy to maintain it, on practical terms. If you are at all inclined and able to help support by donating a month’s (or year’s) web hosting, a bit for the internet connection or even the electric bill, you would have my great thanks and the peace of knowing you have helped me find some precious peace of mind. It is not my intention to move in the direction of paid subscriber content or ads, so I must trust the goodwill of those who find value in the work to reflect their gratitude; whether it’s in the form of donations or a thought of support, I am most appreciative and share my good wishes with you all in the form of these offerings of words from the wise.

Enjoy the new site, which is the result of a generous gift from a reader who wants to see this work reach a larger audience. It is a gift to you, too, so that you may more easily interact and find new information. I invite you especially to read up on the “Science of Nine” section, if you have not explored there yet. Much information is given, and more awaits. I am working steadily, but needing to make ends meet is eating up much of my channeling time. Are you feeling the same way, like something’s gotta give, the shift has left you feeling a little empty? You are not alone. We are moving towards interdependence as a global organism of human consciousness, and many have yet to make the connection. I see glimmers of understanding where there was a blank look before, however. I see a lot of struggle, too. These times are challenging, but they are not defeating. Every new understanding nudges the planetary awareness closer to being fully awake. We’re getting closer to home.

Lessons in Seeing

I decided it was time to ask the Renegades a few questions that had been hanging in the back of my mind, just to gain clarity and get them out of the way. This is the question-and-answer we had.

I have some questions for you, so that I may better align myself with the best possible reality for all, and the most enjoyable one.

You may of course as as you will, dear one. We will answer you truthfully.

How may I envision your arrival, so that I can have something to focus on? What will your arrival look like, and what will it not look like?

You might say our arrival will look something like that you have seen on a few of your movies, such as “The Abyss” or “Close Encounters”. It will look nothing like “Independence Day”. We do not pilot vessels that are small and triangular in shape, nor do we fly in hubcaps or in low-frequency-producing discs. Our vessels are opalescent, luminescent in a way, stirring feelings of joy and awe, enormous in scale and beautiful to behold. We have smaller vessels which we send out as probes and transports, which you may see in some pictures and videos as spherical with rings, as round pulsations of light, as diamond-shaped lights, and such. If you focus your heart on the frequency of OM tuned to the resonance of the earth’s enlivening dance, you can better detect our presence. However, that is not to say we are not also invisible to you and present as big, big vessels. We certainly are. You will see that soon enough. For now, you wish to know what to visualize, and we say the most effective picture to hold in your mind is of opalescent light pulsations growing larger and larger in your field of vision. Beyond that, envision yourself smiling uncontrollably at the thought of looking into the face of your future selves, of meeting your family, of finding the key to your awesome transformation in the shape of a ball of light coming both from within and from the skies, meeting in your immediate reality.

It is not our custom to enter into the reality of another planet uninvited, and you have definitely sent your invitation. The nabobs of conformity with the old regime have lost the power of speech and their racket quiets to a dull background hum, have you noticed? When you do hear it, remember who you are and hush the fear, soothe the troubled waters and quiet the consciousness in turmoil at the prospect of losing the reality that had for so long been their work. Soon it will change, and the noise will shift frequencies to harmonize with the planet and the sun, the galactic center’s tuning fork having rung out and its vibrations having irreversibly altered the crystalline structure of your basic physical reality. As a people, your DNA has begun to resonate with the earth’s new tone, surprising the engineers and alchemists who have worked so hard to alter your outer and inner environment through electronic and biologic means. The threat of further tampering still looms, but you cannot and will not be derailed from your transformation. You too have worked for eons to earn your place here at the moment the whole galaxy has gathered to witness, your rebirth into your wholeness magnified. You have earned your spot. Claim it. It is your time, now, and your world is ready for new stewards and new life. And many of you are ready to go home.

What is home? I have never really felt at home, and I’ve worked very hard my whole life to understand and heal. Yet I have never really felt “at home”. Why is this, and how may I envision it?

You have not been on your home base for a very long time. Instead, you have accepted the opportunity offered to you by your soul in response to your soul’s request to experience certain things you might otherwise be at a loss for understanding. That has required you to abandon your conscious connection with what you know as home, so that you might more fully engage with reality as it has been unfolding on this planet for tens of thousands of years. To have recall would soon weaken your resolve. Now, at the end of your intra-planetary undercover renegade work, you are finally ready to settle back into your native reality, and that is not as a native terrestrial human. This is true for many who have such feelings of disconnection as you have had. You are one of many, many people who agreed to stick it out on this planet during a time of intense exploration of the nightmare world of fear and separation from source. Now the time has come for that period of exploration to end, and for a new reality to settle in its place. You have not chosen to remain for another round, and that is to your merit. Home has been pulling at you from invisible corners of perception, just beyond your ken. Allow us to reveal it to you as a place of great beauty and peace, of harmony as a basic, fundamental mode of being within and without. It is a shift in perception that brings it into focus, and you have noticed it coming into view more readily in your dreams, have you not?

Yes, I have, not so much scenery though, mainly in the form of people.

Home is nothing without someone to share it with, isn’t that true?

True.

The melding of realities is nothing to endure for one who has seen the destruction of civilizations. You have prepared yourself well, and in the relationships you have experienced you have honed your sense of feeling at home within the house of your physical beingness. Your true home is formless, dear one, and your true self is without form as well. You’re ready for a new experience of being human, of being divinely aware of your reality, and of feeling the truth of your beingness. That is home. You truly do carry it within. As reality peels away the layers of illusion, you will find yourself more and more at home, even if that is in a reality far from the address of earth parked in the system of Sol.

The drama you describe seems far removed from the acceleration of possibility now. It seems unreal. The human condition of war and oppression and all that, it’s really ridiculous, isn’t it? Yet it has been our experience, so it has governed our vocabulary and expression to a large extent. I feel there is nothing in our experience to adequately relate to regarding what’s next for the people of this planet. I’m tired of the dialogue of vaccines and EMFs and covert operations and politics. If we as a people understand that we are immune to the machinations of death, that we can alter the harmonics of our experience, that our truth is made known and that love is the only reality, will all of that disappear? If so, what will remain, and how do we envision that?

It is true that you are yet captive within the structures of reality that have operated within the matrix of the I AM of victimhood and powerlessness–and equally within the matrix of the I AM of bloodline sovereignty and hidden hands moving game pieces–but those structures cannot maintain integrity in the matrix that is forming from the I AM of love in recognition of itself in all. As you integrate the truths that you are every day recognizing, the truths that emanate from within, you move your local node of light into position for the new matrix to receive the energy of matter and re-form it in accord with your fundamental understanding of what is true and viable in terms of choosing your experience. Which is all to say that matter assembles around understanding, and reality conforms to your fundamental I AM. What you understand to be true about yourself and your experience will naturally become the basis around which your projected reality will assemble itself. You can picture a great grid of light that bends through the ideas of what you consider to be real, much like you have seen in art and multidimensional diagrams. See the world around you as a matrix which flows in and around the shapes and landscapes around you. Then you will have no trouble bending the matrix of matter to conform to your new vision, and what was will simply dissolve.

The stress of this life has been taking its toll on my physicality, even though my emotional and mental bodies have become clearer. I’m much more together mentally and emotionally now than I was when my physical body was healthier and stronger. Even my eyesight weakens. Do I have what it takes to transform? Do I have to be more physically fit than I am now?

Don’t worry, dear one, you will not be harmed in the process, you will not be seen as unworthy nor will you lose your place among those who have elected to return simply because you have lived a full life and neglected your body’s optimization. In fact, you are quite ready to shed your physicality in the shift of density and take on a new bodily structure of light frequencies more integrated with the universal consciousness of “I AM a pure emanation of love”, shaped by your own understanding of love. You will be re-created consciously and your physical structure will change in resonance with your higher, more fully aware consciousness. You have given much of yourself in the process of carrying the conscious energy of Nine’s messages. Rest will be yours soon, and rejuvenation. Let your beingness relax and the toll on your dense physicality will be less intense.

I feel less and less connected with the things and appearances around me. I want to leave this planet and go home. What does home look like?

Your home is not unlike Earth as you have lived on and loved it. You are wondering about the physical experience of being there? We can tell you that t is not so much like Earth, in that you are not enslaved, you are not limited, and you are not out of resonance with your surroundings. You see, the reality you find yourself in is a projection of your inner reality, based not only on your individual understanding of I AM but also on the collective consciousness with which you most harmonically resonate on the level of your soul, higher self, cosmic consciousness, however you choose to call it. You have long been on the Earth, and your belief structures have in large part been affected by those of the conscious masses. Throughout your journey through time, you have encountered various belief systems, which you can not bring with you into your envisioned future of peace and joy. You have rejected those, and in their place have allowed your soul’s blueprint to assert itself in resonant patterns of understanding. From this ancient pattern of I AM a vision of home appears, and it looks something like this. You are healthy and strong and beautiful and happy. You are in a culture of love and respect, freedom and honesty, deep understanding, joy, and peace. You are in a world of great harmony in all things and people, where your particular frequency signature blends and shines among others of light bearing. Your life with your family is peaceful and respectful, and you have many friends with whom you share much joy and from whom you derive a sense of belonging to a tribe. You do what brings you satisfaction and fuels your passion for life. Your needs are few and those are met without difficulty, even, you might say, with enjoyment. Your home is comfortable and clean and easy to live in, and houses a frequency of peace and tranquility. Your surroundings are beautiful and colorful and also easy to live with; the world is vibrant and alive with love. Your greater environment is life-sustaining, nurturing, welcoming, and breathtakingly beautiful. You communicate with ease with those of your world and with others of other worlds, and your work, if you can call it that, is in service to the sustaining of OM’s vibration in and among all. Your feet walk on soft grass, your eyes look into deep, clear sky, your skin is warmed by a sun of beautiful blue light. Your delight is never-ending, and your zest for life is fueled by limitless possibility and total support of the whole of creation.

How does that sound?

Ahh, I am drinking your words in like one who has wandered in a desert… It sounds lovely. I’m okay to go!

Know that you will be home soon, dear one, as will many who have an appointment with their soul’s next step in service to OM. The planet is in the process of rebirthing itself, and many will be staying to act as midwife to the new world that will soon be upon the matrix of reality. Many, however, have fulfilled their service and are finishing their work in preparation for the next big thing, which is for them a return to the worlds of their origin. Not all will go who have the pull of other stars coursing through their blood, as they have other duties to fulfill for the planet and the people in transformation. It is nearly time for them to come in to their power as star-people in service to a new Earth. Only a relative few are at the transition-to-home-world point in their journey, and have other tasks to consult with their souls about. Everything is perfect and in accord with the mind of OM for the greatest joy. It is impossible for you to fail, love, you have come this far. It is nearly time for everything to change. You are ready.

A simple thought…

Let every breath be conscious, every word a seed of peace.

In My Dreams

I have often felt that this world of illusion is not very considerate of those people who live on the planet as visitors. There are, after all, illusions to suit any persuasion of fancy, but not many in the general mainstream that fit into the vision of truth that aligns with extraterrestrial humans living on Earth to assist in a transformation of consciousness and physical reality. I think that’s got to change. It’s not that I know of any such people, I just think there are some here now, and more will be here soon. It’s just my opinion but I think it’s worth considering, as I do know it’s similar to the opinion of many others more studied in the matter than I.

So I have this dream from time to time, in which I am with other people who are made of light, and they are explaining some things to me and I am feeling like my awareness is being refocused, like I’m being rewired. I’m sure many of you have had some similar experience. It’s nothing even remotely like classic abduction scenarios; it’s more like visiting with a friend or two and tidying up while you talk. Tea time comes later. I’ve had this kind of experience in healing practice, and in meditation. It’s sort of a dream theme. I can never seem to remember exactly what went on, but I do know something is bound to be different in my waking experience afterward.

On July 28, I meditated a while with the countless others who were aiming for a prime hour of power with regard to focusing human consciousness on creating a new dream for the living. I saw, in my mind’s eye, a mass of people crashing towards a wall or ceiling, like the inside of an eggshell. My energy was with their energy, and it was as if we were creating a surge to break through with one intent. With a gathering of awareness of that movement, I saw first cracks and then a huge piece of barricade blasted into bits, humanity rushing forward to greet whatever was on the other side. Gosh, that felt good!

Recently, I’ve been focusing part of my consciousness on the new website, the evolution of Speaking of Nine, which is just now online. Thanks to generous readers, phase one of the site has entered phase two, newly dressed and ready for prime time. You’ll find some new features along with the familiar. The collections of messages from the Pleiadian Renegades and Anica are under “Streams of Consciousness”, and each has a subscription link if you would like to get the latest communications as a feed. I’ve started a new blog of my own personal impressions, Bends of Light, and, time permitting, I think I’d like to include some of my personal chats with the Pleiadians and others from the past several years. There are links to my Facebook and Twitter scenes, and a new social network, Opalescent Collective, has just been launched. This is your invitation to interact more directly with others of like mind to share your wisdom, your views, your favorites, to initiate discussions and gosh, just about anything. Opalescent Collective is designed to be a social hub for the community that is coming into being around the writings of Nine shared by the Renegades and Anica. Stop by and introduce yourself, and visit often. It’s brand new, and ready for you to share your thoughts and dreams and visions. Please join the creation!

The new site is like a dream come true. You see, for as long as I can remember, it was always my dream to write something that would be of benefit to people on multiple levels, and I wasn’t getting that sense of satisfaction from writing for the corporate world. Then years ago, when I was awakening from that illusion, beings of light rewired my consciousness in a most loving and gentle manner (usually, except for those expansive headaches that sometimes followed). I was offered the opportunity to dream a new dream. I started writing in partnership with a higher aspect of my consciousness, tuning my receiver a bit off-dial to higher frequencies, and I watched the new dream turn inexorably into reality.

We’ll crash this eggshell-thin barrier yet between this world of illusion and the promise of humanity free, whole, and happy. With all the energy of human consciousness turned together toward that, something’s gotta give. See what’s possible. Dare to dream a new reality into being, dare to wake up, dare yourself to change. The world is at least ready for that.

It’s cooking…

The new Speaking of Nine hub website is nearing completion! Yesterday we tested for bugs, and I oohed and aahed over it a while. Should be operational really very soon (I know, there’s that word again, but who can tell? Today, tomorrow, something like that.) So, watch for another announcement, and I’ll be sending out a newsletter at about the same time. If you want to sign up for that, just enter your email in the box in the sidebar for “Channel Nine News”.

The new site will be much easier on the eyes, have more streamlined navigation, and take a lot less of my time to keep up so I’ll be more able to keep writing. Thank the stars! And thank you to the generous hearts of my readers. Your support allows the messages of the Pleiadian Renegades and Anica to be freely shared far and wide. If you’d like to contribute towards making my work more accessible to the awakening global consciousness, please consider making a donation to the cause. Even if it’s to share a wish that I have the support I need from day to day — because thoughts are things, you know — it’s definitely appreciated. May all your kind intent and supportive actions come back to you a thousand fold.

Meanwhile, lots of tidying to do before we open the door to the new evolution of Speaking of Nine…

Funny you mention Close Encounters…

With all the buzz lately concerning us all meeting our cosmic brothers and sisters, ascending, opening doors to new ways of understanding, et cetera, it’s easy to notice coincidences. Like when a group of us were gathered recently around a campfire and asked, from our hearts, for a sign that we were on the right track even hoping to have contact. We all looked up and saw a gigantic cloud in the shape of a heart. Well, okay, clouds are one thing, and very subjective, even when there’s agreement of the picture you see. I’ll take it for what it is, just another nudge to keep focused on my heart.

This evening, we got another tap on the shoulder from the Office of Odd Coincidences, just a small one, really. I heard my partner, Don, suddenly laugh from the other room. “You’re never gonna believe this one,” he says, as he walks over to me holding a calendar in his hand. It is one a neighbor left with us, just a cheapie little business promo wall calendar, with a single photo for each month. “I was looking at the month of July,” Don continued. “I thought, wow, it’s almost over… I wonder what day August 15 is on (referring to the Waitaha prophecy that we’d recently been made aware of)…” at which point he held up the calendar. “Look what the picture is for August! Devil’s Tower,” he announced, thrilled at the irony.

Here’s a photo similar to the one in our calendar:

Here’s what I know he was seeing in his mind’s eye:

No, thank goodness, we haven’t (yet) been compelled to sculpt mashed potatoes into landing strips. But it’s funny, isn’t it, there it is, zzzzzing, hello! There are places like Devil’s Mountain, Bald Mountain, Table Rock everywhere, and many have legends of lights or strange happenings connected with them.

I’ll be looking at that calendar page from the corner of my eye, I just know I will. Wondering… waiting…