“Don’t be fooled, dear ones, your power is just about ready to explode on the scene of love’s brightly-lit stage.”

All the hype about our arrival has got a lot of people in a tailspin. Do you want to know a secret? That’s part of the process of preparation, and if you play your cards right, you could just make yourself a catalyst for a big welcoming lightshow to match the one we’ll be bringing to the skies. Right now, some of you are wondering if you can wait long enough for us to arrive before you jump out of your skins with excitement. The time is fast approaching when your frenzy of anticipation will turn into amazement at our long-awaited undeniable presence. Between now and then, you’ll need to keep both feet on the ground and your mind focused on the daily grind, the million little ways love appears in disguise in your reality, and remember that no other truth is true other than love is the substance of all things, seen and unseen, on your world of make-believe.

People aren’t just dealing with excitement. As the time of unveiling comes closer and closer, people are also dealing with the dark aspects of existence with greater intensity. Great joy is coinciding with deep despair. Hope comes on the same wavelength as doubt, relief with suffering, trust and peace with indecision, powerlessness and less-than-loving thoughts and feelings. The roller-coaster sine-wave of duality increases in frequency and relative amplitude, and if you’re aware of the movement of experience through time, you may be getting a little dizzy, nauseous, or downright discombobulated. Co-inciding with the high of imminent contact with extra-loving extra-terrestrial humans is the big down of watching the structure of your familiar reality rapidly deteriorate, the monkeys in the kitchen playing with fireworks of nuclear monumental size. And you feel powerless as individuals, no? Like anything you could do would poof! into insignificance in the face of the fiasco the powerful elite of your world are cooking up, no? Don’t be fooled, dear ones, your power is just about ready to explode on the scene of love’s brightly-lit stage, and all the shadows will stop in their tracks when, finally, you say with authority, “Enough is enough!” That is when we enter, silently, from the wings.

Do you tire of the tirade of fear paraded incessantly before you at every turn? We have watched with interest as fear itself has turned on those who have wielded it as a tool, hoping to enslave all that threatens its supremacy in the world of matter and density of experience. We have seen the depths to which your spirits have descended, yet you have not yet reached the point at which your spirits die. And you will not, unless you will it to be. You are near that point, and you see many of your brothers and sisters teetering on the edge of that abyss. As you love your soul enough to disallow that eventuality for yourself, we ask that you recognize in the soul of a teetering fellow human the same light of soul, and love it, so he or she may have something to entrain to. Thus do you have power, and to love the souls of those who live off of the light of others’ souls is a feat of great power. The power of such transformation is something that would blow any thermonuclear device off the map. Indeed, the sun shines on the just and unjust alike. How does your light shine?