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.”

April 23, 2008

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.