Pleiadian Renegades through Amanda R. Ryan
“There is no need to cease to exist.“
July 4, 2008
Never before in your recorded and deciphered history as a people have you had the opportunity to bring yourself to the brink of death and, unbeknownst to yourselves, have the perfect set of vocal chords to say “No!” with the kind of tone that death respects. In one sound, you move from making attempts to cheat death from its quarry – you – and you move into declaring that you have other options besides dying. No longer bound by the points of view that have been given you by a source outside of your own divine connection, you can instead consciously, with intent and awareness, transform, consolidate, re-invent, jump dimensions, or simply phase-shift from one reality to another. There is no need to cease to exist. Form is merely a holographic projection from the self as individuated awareness of the soul. You do not really exist as a time-localized entity without a matrix of non-local atemporal consciousness. You exist as consciousness focusing attention on one particular band of time and space. Consciousness cannot die. It can become unaware, and in so doing create dramatic, poignant episodes of detaching awareness from a particular embodiment. But there is no death.
What you and your people can do to avoid mass die-off in the days ahead is to play a little game much like the children’s game called “Mother, May I?” When you do, you move yourself closer to the source of loving creativity. How it works is like this: One player takes the role of mother and the others are the children. When a child wants to move, he says “Mother may I move?” Mother, in this game, is the cosmic source of nurturance and loving kindness, and her answer is always “Yes, dear, of course you may.” Instead of one player on one side and the rest on another, everyone is on the same team and the goal is to know that the way to win is to be creatively as one and make a new reality. Mother wants to embrace all of her children and let none feel left out, such is her love.
Mother love is at the core of the universe’s creation. Mother love is what animates and maintains life. The matrix in which you operate is a mental construct randomly creative with what you provide as thought and intention. It is a fertile field of energetic possibility and more than enough goodness to enjoy together. Even in the most dysfunctional family situation you may know, Mother love exists as that which gives family its magnetism. Let us add here that even in the most mommy-dearest type of relationship where the child experiences pain and separation, Mother love silently holds vigil for her wounded children, both mother who harms her child and the child she harms. Both are loved by big mama in the sky.
When your soul whispers “Mother, may I come close to you so you might hold me in loving arms?”, know that the heart of Mother love responds with creative ways that appear in your reality. It is not to seek a substitute in another form, but to receive Mother love in every gift the boundless store of universal energy bestows on you. Then you will feel that bond, in the same way that we do. Then the illusion of death can dissolve and a reality based on life take form. In the arms of Mother love, life becomes aware of your body’s energetic connection to it and fills you with light. Fireworks like that can’t come close to what you see on the holidays, but if you want a real light show, it’s coming soon. See you then!