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.

Persistence of Love

Persistence of Love

Author Maryann Rada2 Opinions

I’ve not been much for keeping in touch over the last year, messages from the Renegades and Anica being few and far between. This time last year, I was about to enter into an initiation like none other, and it has been a long one. Over the course of the year, I watched one manifest reality die and another come to life… you can read in previous messages that my son’s father succumbed to cancer early in 2010, after a long and tumultuous period of transformation for everyone involved. To have passed through that experience, of putting pain and resentment aside and to find the core of love to hold onto in the face of death, to know life forever is changed, was something that struck me to the core, shattered every vestige of reality I had built as familiar and safe, and presented me with nothing but the only thing that remains after such an ordeal… love. My son and I poured ourselves into healing, restructuring our physical reality as best we could, and looking forward to a new day. As the Pleiadians have written many times, love has a way of finding you when you least expect it.

Winds of Change

Winds of Change

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Love is a funny thing. First it sneaks up on you, then it says “Boo!” If it’s like everything else that is sneaky and surprising, it’s at least the one among them that eventually stops being scary. When the time is right, the winds shift a little bit and blow away the cobwebs of the past and bring some unexpected surprises. This too is love — change — and when fear goes out the window, it’s a lot easier to find the love in all things. Mastering the art of staying on that particular wavelength of consciousness is what this game of life is all about, it seems to me. What else could be more important, that doesn’t have its basis in that? Nothing that’s worth life lived in fear, I say. Here the story begins anew, the last chapter having closed with a bittersweet lesson in following the wind of change, finding that maybe it was blowing a little too hard, and losing the path for a while on the way to true soul fulfillment. Now the dust has settled and I see where I have arrived: at the doorstep of the beginning again, this time with the wind

Into a New Reality

Into a New Reality

Author Maryann Rada14 Opinions

Hello again. I have been checking in as often as I can to stay connected to the pulsations of light from the collective, but circumstances have kept me, for the most part, silent. The man who had been the prime catalyst for my transformation during these past few years is suddenly absent from my side. My path these past months has been through the unpredictable darkness of the valley of the shadow of death, and every ounce of my energies has been directed at navigating towards hope, towards life. Grief sneaks behind me and from time to time overwhelms me. I am so grateful for this community. I welcome you all again, new members and old, and introduce myself to a new reality. Six years ago I received an unexpected interdimensional communication that in six weeks from my birthday I would be meeting someone very special, and on March 10, 2003 I met Don—appropriately enough, at a weekend channeling workshop in Sedona with Barbara Marciniak. Kismet. With our first words to each other at a quick lunch break, lifetimes of memories obliterated everything around us as we recognized and reconnected through what appeared to me as an ephemeral but very

Looking at the Monster of Imperfection

Looking at the Monster of Imperfection

Author Maryann Rada5 Opinions

Over the past month, I have been going through some kind of transformation from within the core of my being, and nothing in my path is safe from the fire. It has been getting to the most deeply buried ideas about love that I have ever consciously accessed. How I have experienced it is a fully interactive arcade of imperfections steadily pointing out to me what I am experiencing is a form of imperfection in my concept of myself. For my part, I have rolled up my sleeves and am breaking a lot of belief structures and OM is in the background of it all. If we are all on the verge of finishing our lessons as a planet, it is important that we finish our lessons as they appear from moment to moment throughout the day. It’s not as if this is the final exam, but we do seem to be entering a period of expectancy, open to the possibility for fractalline tangents to our central sphere of beingness to return in full awareness of love. It feels to me like we have been wandering around in circles and have suddenly realized that all the paths we took were

Nothing More than What Is

Nothing More than What Is

Author Maryann Rada

In the past several weeks, there has been a growing undercurrent of excitement around the real potential for disclosure of extraterrestrial involvement in Earth’s reality. It’s as if suddenly it’s on the table, and people are starting to talk about it more. Aside from the hype of the modern world choking on its own violent creations in cinematic melodramatic forays into the ridiculous, some thoughtful discussion on the nature of extraterrestrial civilization is starting to make its way into prime time, marketed in a more tasteful way than such subjects typically have been. Ridicule is giving way to curiosity, and mere curiosity is more and more caving in to belief in a greater reality than had previously been entertained. It is already begun; there is no turning back, there is no retreat into ignorance. The truth is making itself known. That is not limited to disclosure of ET involvement in our world. It is a truth-telling time, and lights are going on all over the place as people are waking up to the immensity of the world’s cloak of ignorance. In a word, it’s inappropriate for secrets to be kept from the populace any longer. The truth is showing itself

Into the Still Point of Nine

Into the Still Point of Nine

Author Maryann Rada1 Opinion

Like you, I have been watching the world shudder as the set onstage starts to lose its integrity. Low frequencies are rumbling across the stage as the chorus starts their entrance. I am not talking about extraterrestrials coming to save us; I’m talking about all the people who are waking up, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, ready to move into a brighter future. Now, I’m not averse to friendly aliens setting foot in the public square, of course. I just want to see those of us on the planet get it together before they do appear for all to see, hear, and interact with. It’s no fun if zombies and sleepwalkers crash the party. So I see what’s coming as the transition from nightmare to wakefulness, something that makes you catch your breath for a minute and calm your heartbeat down. Only then can you really see the morning light. So I’m watching and I’m seeing a lot of nonsense and bickering and useless criticism being bandied about, and that’s okay with me because they are not such dangerous things. Sticks and stones are another matter. Every time I hear some dim idea about vaccinations and police states and world domination, I

Ask a Silly Question, Get an Honest Answer

Ask a Silly Question, Get an Honest Answer

Author Maryann Rada5 Opinions

It’s been a month of internal and external uncertainty, hasn’t it? I have felt the Squeeze of August in many ways, and am somewhat relieved to see September come in. Not just for the cooler temps to bring sanity to the heat of transformation, but to see what happens in the world of official disclosure regarding the role extraterrestrial civilizations have been playing in human history, especially in the past few decades. I have been chatting with my extraterrestrial friends about the possibility that they might indeed show up on the doorstep of planet earth and move things along somewhat, but I am reluctant to share what they have said. However, this is all for you, so you might as well be in on the secret. It takes a long time to prepare for this kind of contact, and no matter how badly you want it to happen, certain steps have to be taken so you don’t fall on your head as you cross the chasm between Here-and-Now and Finally! I can’t deny that I want to get some rest, to get away from the insanity of this world, to be done with the labor of rebirth. I want to

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