When I began posting online in 2008, with the blog Opalescent Words (now the book Remembrance), I eventually realized it would be a good idea to also create a blog chronicling my experience and the development of the work I had entered into with the Pleiadian Renegades of the League of Light.
Thus was born Bends of Light. Looking back, it seems like it was a good idea, as my life soon took dramatic turns I never could have expected. Bends of Light became the lens through which I could step back and reflect on what I was encountering, as their liaison. Travel with me through the experience of being the hands, eyes, and voice of the League of Light, and witness the transformation for yourself.
Call to Arms: Embrace
Everywhere, intensity is rising. This is less a broad generalization than a statement of observation. From among the various scenes that pass across my screen of reality, I am witnessing conflagrations of fire, destruction of property, injustice without reason, violence, contempt, and loss. I'm sure you are seeing the same from your vantage point, plus or minus some of the descriptive details. In the wake of such mind-wrenching observations, hopelessness lurks. I am witnessing this as well. Yet I am aware of it being an object in the landscape, aware of it, understanding its nature, its ubiquity within the growing shared acknowledgment that yes, something is happening here. I acknowledge but do not incorporate it into my own being, other than to sweep it into the net of experience. Hopelessness is not unfamiliar to me, but in this moment, I have no use for it, other than to call it out for its game and shake a finger as if to say, not today. I have other things to attend to. What do you do in the face of hopelessness, however it takes form, whatever name you give it? I've recently played with its soft and nebulous form, knowing full
Crowded Motives Aside
Recently, it's come to my attention that we're at a certain point in the midst of a massive level-up, and it's time to face that transformation square in the face. As a result of lifetimes of preparation, we're at a unique space of time in the soul journey, individually and collectively. Because we've been diligently (haven't we?) following suggestions from higher levels of wisdom to slice off dead weight, let go of outmoded patterns and thoughtforms, and discard everything that has done its job in service to the soul, we're lighter, more streamlined, and ready for action. Just cast a look back at where you were before, let's say, the current covid culture kicked into gear. Like it or not, a lot of what you had deemed necessary has been challenged and lost, and you're still here. Reinvented and refocused, we await what's next. All that said, there's the collective amnesia to take into account. Forgotten aspects of self await integration, while the last of the broken shards of traumatized soul-pattern settles back into place. The greater you awaits. I've had a glimpse of what this might be like: a feeling of being pulled through the eye of a needle
Inside Out
Quiet, please… Gosh but it's noisy. All the individual expressions emanating from so many source points are really getting into it lately. A chaos overlay takes on all the appearances of reality. Don't be fooled. Beneath the noise, beyond the chaos is sweet peace. You know where. Zero point calls. So are the voices from points unseen calling. Men of Light roam close by now. More felt than heard, they are making an impression upon the minds ready to receive. Rigidity loses coherence amid the cacaphony of reality's disassembly, and unvarying truth finds its way in. Its target is the trigger point of awareness. Its method is love. There is no viable offense but surrender. The way there is found by sidestepping the mines, navigating ever inward toward the point of stillness. There. In changing the face of reality, piercing flesh with weaponry has nothing on the directed energy of love's arrow divinely placed within the heart. As solid ground disintegrates and the incoming energies refuse to relent (despite our attempts to understand and measure them), maybe inward is where we can gain a foothold in an emergent reality. It seems there is less to hold onto in the outer
Walking with Men of Light
Angels all around… Something's afoot. It's as if, bit by bit, connections to the otherworld are being plucked from their usual roosts. We're more and more being given a feeling of "on our own", yet at the same time of presence and awareness all around. I'm reminded of the kind of presence of mind I extended when my then-baby son took his first tentative steps on his own with enough momentum to propel himself across the room to waiting arms. Likewise, we're being encouraged to walk with confidence right up to the face of what we don't yet know we can do, with loving presence all around us. It's time to move. We've got this. The direct input might be pulling back. You've seen it here. The League of Light did. They're still around but not very chatty. Same with our favorite individuals therefrom (Asket, Anica, etc.). We've heard recently from the team behind the Order. However, (surprise!) they didn't give the latest transmissions directly. Those were actually given through the auspices of the Men of Light. Who are these Men of Light? Are they all men, really? Think expansively. They are beings of light, genderless angelic figures of clarity and power. Why call themselves "men"?
Mass Peacemaking
Easy, now… I'm having a hard time managing energy lately, unless I pull way back and dig into core stuff. Breathing. Posture. Relaxing my face muscles, jaw, eyes. Trusting. Things we take for granted as just happening, but things that are vital when so much is happening. How are you coping these days, with all that's going on everywhere? The sine wave movement from exuberance to outrage to shock to bliss can lead to confusion and an upset tummy. The turbulence is real and can strike without warning. My best strategy has been in letting go of any sense of timing or sense-making with most things. Tune in, rather, to what's actually happening. Let go of expectations on every level. Dinner will happen, laundry will happen, and I will be calm as I go through the activity of these things happening when I understand that with a sense of this being the order. Not ordering it into being (though honestly, a night off cooking can be nice once in a while, but then again, sometimes that just happens). Extrapolating this to the bigger picture, I can rest in trust more easily. Not that it comes in a snap, mind you.
Addendum to The Master’s Message
This has just come in as an important addendum to the message from The Master. Please share it as you may. When you realize that the life of every human being is sacred, you will give up your dependence on division and stop making yourself pawns in someone else’s game. No matter what you think is true, no matter what you think of those that you defile with your words and thoughts, life is sacred. Every one. Those who choose to abdicate their natural state of sanctity have already thrown their lives away. They have chosen. Those who have come between the acts and actors of violence have also, at some level of their being, chosen. None die in vain who are seen as humans living the life of truthful acknowledgment of their sacred conscious potential. Those who have good intent will never need to be mourned, for they have chosen well. Those who have already forfeited their sanctity by entering into a soul-destroying darkness can be pitied for their fate. Mourn their opportunity lost. They sealed their fate and will make other choices in other states of being. No one is lost to love, though love may be lost
Message from The Master
Something new is in from a source both ancient and new to me: The Master. As I've been saying, though not loudly announcing, the League of Light has stepped back just a little bit to allow a new group to speak. They're still around, but a new team is speaking too. The conversations with them have been animated, clear, direct, and for the most part, not for public dissemination. Yesterday, they relayed a short message from one they call The Master. What's this about? Video edition of this message here A New Arrangement It's actually all quite perfect. If I am to keep up with the monumental changes that are happening in the world, I have to shift my own mode of communication. Because I'm the messenger in this 3-D world, it's not up to me to create some kind of source, but to tap into it. So it has been since comms began decades ago that certain turning points appeared. They were always prefaced with advance notice that a shift in the arrangement would be forthcoming. And like clockwork, it always just happened. You've seen this, if you've followed the course of this site's evolution, from the beginnings as