relevant to first contact…

[opalescent]

I posted this channeling way back in March, but it is perfect for this moment. I think it’s ripened 😉

make room for a visitor

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.

[Zingdad]

…and may I add…

Divers alarums from off stage: It seems the lighting crew has absconded. Just before the highlight of the show, where they were meant to shine bright lights on the stage they mischievously absented themselves. And now the audience is in up-roar. Some are loudly debating the necessity of the light-show. Others are calling for calm. A third group think the darkness ads a certain avant-guard charm to the production.

“What? Did the lack of the expected light-show awaken you? We are so sorry. Ah well you might as well come up on stage now that you have realised you are the play. And the playwright too.”

…and yet others have not noticed the difference and will slumber through the intermission…

[GTTOWNSEND]

Since the day I was first blessed enough to read your words , dearest sister , I have seen that each and every message is absolutely timeless. I can read one that is some months old , and they still resonate a deep truth within.
Thank you.
🙂

[opalescent]

Greg, hugs! my brother…

I knew somewhere I had written something else about a stage play and a giant spaceship, and here, I found it, originally posted August 14:

now the time has come for a real heart-to-heart talk

Are you familiar with the term “Losers never win, but neither do rememberers ever forget”? It is a phrase that would make a lot of sense right now to a lot of people who are asking the sky to open up with a show of presence, if they but knew the full extent of your front-page headlines across much of the globe. Playing out in the world arena is a drama that is as old as the light that reaches you from the distant stars of the night sky. It’s a drama that’s older, you might say, than dirt. And yet it is also a drama that exists only because the players have lost the last page of the script and are in a tizzy onstage, as they break a sweat and their makeup starts to run, their wigs sag, and all but lost to the jeers of the crowd they continue to chase the spotlight. We say it exists in this way because the players are really only projections of your own inner personas created as you travel the charts plotted by the director, your soul, on the various stages of time and space. Within the darkened cavern of the theater of consciousness, you witness untold numbers of experiences unfold as if lit from your own eyes. You are the director, and the commotion onstage is about to break into catastrophic destruction of the set. With a little responsible effort, the cast can be led to break into song instead, before the final curtain calls begin. But first, there is a matter of great import to write into the script, and that is, how do you manage to float a giant vehicle over the audience without a crane or pulleys? Let’s take a look at the options available to you and reveal some innovative ideas that might come in handy as the pandemonium onstage spills some secrets to the largely unsuspecting audience.

In the back of the set is a trap door, cleverly hidden among the wreckage of the battle scene that has just taken place between factions of factions and the puppets of the Evil Overlord who appeared around Act Two and who has been lavishing praise upon his own purposes since then. The critics all agree, for the most part, their ears having been twisted so, that a rewrite of the entire drama at the hand of the Evil Overlord is just what the people need to be cheering for. However, hidden behind the trap door is a character who remains to be named (sorry, folks, no plot spoilers here) who has a trick or two to reveal to the audience. In a single action, everything will change for everyone everywhere. No more secrets will remain once it becomes clear that the entire cast is crowding around the spotlight. Every stitch of costuming will show, every safety pin, every patch, every underdog’s superhero cape. Then the brilliant spotlight will become a starship and the entire theater will be flooded with a brilliance like the sun.

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Now, back to the show. Already you can see the cast of characters making confused gestures and self-contradictory excuses for them. Calm yourselves. Let the mayhem simply stop within your own awareness and will it to stop in the projection. You as director have that authority. Find peace. Even in the most disturbing thoughts and images is it possible to find a pathway to peace. You as audience have the power to watch as you choose. When you find yourself getting caught up in the drama, close your eyes just long enough to formulate a thought for peace to be. It is a great show, though, and you won’t want to miss a single moment of it. Meanwhile, you could keep an eye on that trap door in the background of the set, and know that friends are waiting in the wings.

[UFOBelieve]

This stage play was one of the first messages I read from you, and it blew me away! =)

I will read those two again in full if I have a little time. I’m sure there is much knowledge we can get out of them still today.

On a side note, when will you post your new one?

[opalescent]

@UFOBelieve wrote:

On a side note, when will you post your new one?

hmm… I’m stalling 😉

[UFOBelieve]

@opalescent wrote:

@UFOBelieve wrote:

On a side note, when will you post your new one?

hmm… I’m stalling 😉

What does that mean? Won’t you post it? 😮
Well I can understand it under present circumstances. ^^

[opalescent]

How about… they’re stalling me?
When I am about to post it, something pulls me away from the computer… like a neighbor at the door, or my son calling me, or… you know. It’s not quite time, best I can figure 🙄

Waiting for the tap on the shoulder… First read these, is what I’m getting.

[UFOBelieve]

I see, thanks for clearing that up. =)
Love to you!

[opalescent]

The first beat of Beethoven’s 5th symphony is a silent rest.

Think about that for a moment…

[UFOBelieve]

HAHAHA I know exactly what you mean!!!
This happened to be my gereal idea about the whole thing the last 10-15 hours or so, it’s getting bigger since the 15th.
I kind of have the feeling there’s an understanding in me that I don’t understand yet. xDD One part of me understands, and it waits for the other one to understand it, but the general feeling is that I’m on my way.

Haha I hope that makes any sense! xD

[Wanderer]

Very nice Amanda! I dig it. This play fits perfectly to the current time. I feel we are writing the rest of it right at this very moment. I also found me a nice signature in that post. 🙂

[Wanderer]

@UFOBelieve wrote:

HAHAHA I know exactly what you mean!!!
This happened to be my gereal idea about the whole thing the last 10-15 hours or so, it’s getting bigger since the 15th.
I kind of have the feeling there’s an understanding in me that I don’t understand yet. xDD One part of me understands, and it waits for the other one to understand it, but the general feeling is that I’m on my way.

Haha I hope that makes any sense! xD

You are growing spiritually friend because what you said makes perfect sense. What is happening is that you are beginning to understand things that your higher self already knows. Your higher self is a future you living in the sixth density that all the knowledge from your past incarnations.

From the law of one: Book one, session 37, question number one –

Questioner: You said that each third-density entity has an Higher Self in the sixth-density which is moving to the mind/body/spirit complex of the entity as needed. Does this Higher Self also evolve in growth through the densities beginning with the first-density, and does each Higher Self have a corresponding Higher Self advanced in densities beyond it?

Ra: I am Ra. To simplify this concept is our intent. The Higher Self is a manifestation given to the late sixth-density mind/body/spirit complex as a gift from its future selfness. The mid-seventh density’s last action before turning towards the allness of the Creator and gaining spiritual mass is to give this resource to the sixth-density self, moving as you measure time in the stream of time.

This self, the mind/body/spirit complex of late sixth-density, has then the honor/duty of using both the experiences of its total living bank of memory of experience, thoughts, and actions, and using the resource of the mind/body/spirit complex totality left behind as a type of infinitely complex thought-form.

In this way you may see your self, your Higher Self or Oversoul, and your mind/body/spirit complex totality as three points in a circle. The only distinction is that of your time/space continuum. All are the same being.

I hope that make sense to you 🙂

[UFOBelieve]

Hey Wanderer thank you very much!! =) That was nice to hear indeed! 😆

I think I should give the Ra-Material a try. ^^

Well, right now I’m anyway “looking for ways” to grow further, all my focus in the last 3-4 weeks was laying on this event (14th), and now I’m hungry for something I could grow on. Maybe I should try it out! =)

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