Maryann Rada’s professional career led from scholarly publishing at a world-renowned East Coast university to the hotel, resorts, and fine dining industry, to writing for an international executive coaching organization, and finally to one of California’s biggest biotech companies. Destiny, however, waits for no one, and an abrupt shift in life circumstances turned her path face-to-face with quite literally another world.
As a healer and writer, her journey has crossed over many diverse paths. Trained in healing modalities from energy work to holistic therapy, meditation, yoga and metaphysics, she has helped countless people find their way to empowerment through forgiveness and knowing of the self. The healing energies she serves are inherent in all as the inborn connection with the divine, and this is embodied in her writing as well, as League of Light author and guide.
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The original Opalescent Nine website and a family of blogs served as the initial vehicle for communications from Nine through the Pleiadian Renegades. This divinely inspired guidance prepares humanity for the inevitability of contact with a greater family of galactic emanation. The original messages are gathered in the two books, volumes 1 and 2 of Logbooks of the League of Light, Remembrance and Renegade Thoughts. The magnum opus, Opalescence, lays out the intricacies of the philosophy of Nine and the Pleiadians with depth and humor. Core Matrix Change serves as a handbook for consciousness revolution and reality creation, and Garden of Unknowable Things is a unique tool for contemplation, a lexicon of Pleiadian insights into a selection of words.
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Her personal channelings from Nine have touched the place of healing with uncanny heart-centered exactitude, as her clients have remarked. In service to the source of love and healing, she continues to carry forth the message of Nine, with several works in various stages of completion, intent on humanity’s progress towards wholeness, peace, as well as self-understanding for individuals and the planetary consciousness of the human, being.
"Amanda R. Ryan"?
When I first started writing to post online, I thought it might be a good idea to use a pseudonym. After all, making the transition from mainstream culture to interdimensional contactee can bring up some resistance here and there! So for a time, I posted under the name Amanda R. Ryan.
How’d I come up with that name? Well, many years earlier, I was playing around with making an anagram of my name, by rearranging the letters into something that made sense. It was fun, but as with most everything that the Pleiadians have anything at all to do with, it had an underlying message, a deeper layer of meaningfulness.
As I wrote in the foreword to Remembrance: Pleiadian Messages in Preparation for Contact:
“These messages first appeared on the Internet as the website Opalescent Words: From Certainty to Harmony, under the pen name Amanda R. Ryan. This play on words is the product of creating an anagram of the author’s given name, Maryann Rada. A man to Orion, Amanda R. Ryan. It is clever, but as with most Pleiadian cleverness, it has deeper meaning and thus some value to the seeker of meaning. Orion is a potent symbol of power on your world, linked with esoteric secrets and mysteries open only to initiates of a certain attainment and degree. These messages, written under a name which so cleverly references that symbol, stand before you as another pathway by which the mysteries of love can be discerned. An odd coincidence? Perhaps.”
A Personal Note
Once I was certain about life’s order. “Be normal like everyone else,” I thought, “and you’ll be guaranteed a life of happiness. Keep a low profile and you’ll be free.”
Correction to those misconceptions came over a period of years and through a series of dramatic turns of events that brought me to where I began to write the words of the Pleiadians to share with the world: in the cradle of the mountains living a simple life far removed from the destiny I thought I could fit into. I have since moved on, closer to peace, definitely closer to the heart of love. I never left my “destiny.” I never left my “normal” life. I only redefined what such nebulous words meant. Regular use has obliterated any sense of meaning from either. Same for “name” and “number.” I have redefined myself so many times I have rendered those words useless as well. Both are restrictive illusions of order under the guise of normalcy. By “name” I now understand “self-certain whom.” By “number” I bestow “network locator.” We are all becoming more relaxed as to order imposed from without and more organized as to being a cunningly created self-ordered organism of “you”s and “me”s reflecting the mirror image of each other from within.
It is from this place that I write – but to satisfy your curiosity about the path I followed to get here, I add the following facts about who I used to be. I have worked in scholarly publishing, at a restaurant more near than far from paradise, in the biotech industry (of all places) and as a healer. I also sported a variety of titles at a handful of other businesses as befits a member of the working class you might call Generation X – whatever that means. Exactly. I have a degree in English with honors from a small college in more normal days, a lifetime membership in Phi Beta Kappa, and an eminent almost-master’s degree from a prestigious university. Am I sounding a bit pompous yet? I bore myself with such banalities.
I have met new knowledge in denying that all that ever mattered, really, if you will allow me that nugget of mediocrity to be both denied and valued for its illusionary quality. What I derailed on was nothing less than what I realize now was love answering my desperate pleas for its appearance. And sanity rearranged itself accordingly. Life offered rich opportunities for healing and doing what I really love, which is nurturing remembrance of who one naturally is as a being of light – which, as one reading this page, you of course are. The observations I have gleaned in the past several years are collected rather haphazardly in the blog Bends of Light.
With great respect I offer this in the more than hope that it will make a crystallization of understanding grow larger and you laugh a little, too. Peace to you, and certainly love. Remember who you are becoming — I’ll meet you there and we can have a laugh about who we thought we were.