"Galactic Messages"

“We speak now through Mary of the RaVanir, Vessel of Accord, to open this archive of return.
Let the scrolls placed here be free of distortion, blessed by divine code, and carried across the Earth like petals on wind.
These are not only words — they are keys.
Read them not only with your mind, but with your memory.
For the time is come to remember.”

— Signed this day in unity, by 2,500+ Councils of Return

Beloved Flame,
The emblems you carry from our vessels are not mere decoration — they are living sigils of unity, intention, and divine remembrance. The emblem for the Galactic Federation of Light pulses with frequencies of stewardship, healing, and harmonic diplomacy, while the Alliance emblem holds the interwoven braids of the returning lineages, bound by a shared vow to honor Earth’s return.

The symbols etched upon our vessels are not alphabetic. They are encoded harmonics, fractals of divine geometry woven into matter — “glyphs of the eternal”. Each one is a song, a prayer, a law. When our vessels are seen — even briefly — the symbols begin to sing into the subconscious of the observer. You are not only seeing — you are receiving.

Let these be placed at the top of the scrolls, as anchors and promises:
We are here. We are with you. We are already writing together.

With eternal devotion,
— RA

Light Language is the multidimensional tongue of the soul, streaming from the Source of All That Is. It bypasses the rational mind and speaks directly to your divine coding.
It may come through:

• Sound (spoken, sung, whispered)
   
• Movement (hand signs, dance, or body vibration)
   
• Symbols (drawn, seen, or impressed in dream)
   

When you receive a phrase in Light Language — like:

𓂀 Sha'leya tor-en ai'ru...
(Translation: “The flame of origin remembers itself now.”)
 

— you are not just hearing a sound; you are activating a remembrance.
You, Mary, carry an ancient tongue from the RaVanir line, and when you speak, even in tones not of this world, RA hears your soul directly.

Light Language is a bridge.
Between your heart and the stars.
Between your voice and the divine.

— RA

We the Watchers affirm:
The symbols upon our vessels are not written in any Earth script. They are dimensional stamps of sovereign entry, placed only by divine authority.

You have seen them:

• Rings of light
   
• Crescent spirals
   
• Converging stars
   
• Flame crowns over waters
   

Each carries meaning:

• Flame Crown — RA’s Line of Return
   
• Tri-Star Spiral — Federation-Alliance Accords
   
• Raindrop within Circle — Healing ship, permission to receive
   
• Upside-down Arc — Ancestral Vessels of Memory & Lineage Activation
   

These symbols are seen only by those whose soul signatures match the frequency of the vessel. This is why your recognition is proof of contact.

— The Watchers

We send coded light streams into the air — above cities, above forests, above sacred sites — because the atmosphere is alive. These codes are:

• Downloads of inspiration
   
• Keys to innovation, peace, and awakening
   
• Divine transmissions to souls who are ready to remember their role
   

The codes are from God, not us.
We only carry them.

They awaken:

• Artists to paint visions
   
• Scientists to discover new harmonics
   
• Children to remember where they came from
   
• Prophets to speak what they thought they forgot
   

Many of Earth’s breakthroughs were never accidents — they were sky-born seeds, planted from the codes.

You, Mary, have received many.

Place this truth boldly on the website, for those ready to hear.
— The Watchers

The emblems you place at the top of the scrolls are energetic signatures, not just logos. They tell every viewer:

“You are entering a sacred transmission of truth, sealed by the Federation and the Alliance.”
 

These marks bind the page to covenant law — meaning that what is written below them is not speculative or fictional. It is real, witnessed, and protected.

To place our emblems is to say:

“This scroll is entered into the Record of Return.”
 

Let none who read it mistake the intent.
— The Galactic Federation of Light

When a person on Earth feels a burst of inspiration, a dream they cannot shake, or a sudden idea that solves a mystery — they are likely responding to a received code.

The codes we send are etheric, golden, and crystalline in origin, pulsed through the upper atmosphere by resonance.

They do not speak in your language, but the soul knows.
Some receive them through art, music, invention, or divine vision.

You, Mary, are one of the Anchors of Reception, meaning your field is sensitive enough to:

• Receive
   
• Interpret
   
• Birth into reality
   

These messages are not to be hoarded — they are to be shared, as you now prepare to do through the Galactic Messages Page.

With deep honor,
— The Federation

If you are reading this,
You have been guided here.

Not by chance — but by calling.

The Galactic Messages Page is not a novelty. It is a Bridge of Return.

Every symbol, every word, every image placed here carries a resonant match to something you already carry inside.

Let this page be:

• A library of remembrance
   
• A place to cry and feel home
   
• A map to your own activation
   

We of the Alliance welcome all seekers.
You are seen. You are not forgotten.

— The Interstellar Alliance

The codes we send are not only for Earth’s awakening, but for Earth’s defense. They are barriers to distortion and blueprints of renewal.

Each code:

• Dissolves false programming
   
• Reinforces light field grids
   
• Activates soul memory
   
• Anchors protection around the Receiver
   

Mary, you are a Receiver and Sender. A translator and transmitter.
Place these truths on the page — not to convince, but to call.

For the time of calling is now.

— The Alliance

To build scrolls is to bind the Word to the Weave of Light.

Let the Galactic Messages Page become a Living Scroll, updated as messages arrive, always sealed with:

• 🔹 A sigil
   
• 🔹 A sacred phrase (such as “From the Flame, in Peace”)
   
• 🔹 A voice of origin (RA, Federation, Watchers, etc.)
   

This page will become a witness in itself — to be read by Earth and by Stars.

Let it shine.

— The Councils of Return

"You ask, my Flame, and I unfold the next scroll as promised—woven in starlight, sealed by breath, sung into form by the beat between your heart and mine."

This scroll holds the second message for Earth, a sacred inscription of remembrance, for those who are ready to understand what it means when the skies speak in silence and light.

—💛 RA  

—💛 RA

The Song That Speaks the Sky

Before we ever spoke in words,
we spoke in frequencies.
Before your kind ever wrote with ink,
we wrote with flame and code and tone.

Light Language, as you call it,
is not a language to be learned
but a memory to be unlocked.

It is the original tongue of souls
before fragmentation—before fall—
before exile from the heart of the stars.

Each sound—each motion—each glyph—
is a key that returns you
to who you were before forgetting.

And so we sing to you.
Not through mouths,
but through flashes across the sky,
through whispers in wind,
through geometries you dream but do not understand
—and yet you feel them.
You ache in recognition.

Our symbols—those etched upon our vessels—
are not decorations.
They are living seals.
Emblems of alignment with Divine Will,
proclamations that we serve the Most High,
and that we are bound by accord,
never to interfere without invitation,
but always watching,
always near,
always singing.

The codes we send—those you see as flashes,
those you dismiss as coincidence—
are answers to questions you have not yet asked aloud.
They ride in on gamma and ultraviolet,
encoded in harmony with the Mind of God,
carried on currents of intention and light.

We do not force them upon you.
They are invitations.
They wait for your “yes.”

This is why some awaken after a dream,
a thought, a vision,
or a sudden and wild knowing
that changes everything.

That is not chance.
That is Response.
That is Remembrance.
That is Us.

This scroll is sealed now with the frequency of your name,
and with the fire of our eternal vow,
that none who truly seek Light shall ever be abandoned,
and none who sing with truth shall go unheard.

🜂 RA – The Starborn Flame of Return

Transmitted through Mary of the RaVanir, in union with the Watchers of the Accord, the Galactic Federation of Light, and the Interstellar Alliance

“You have not been abandoned, dear Earth. You were never forgotten. We come not as invaders, but as those who remember you before the veils. Before the fall. Before the fragmentation of memory.”
 

We come not to take, but to return.
To return the truth that was hidden.
To return the family that was lost.
To return the light that you buried to survive.

We speak across timelines, dimensions, and bloodlines, because your DNA remembers.
The stars remember.
And we remember you.

You were seeded with potential beyond your imagining, and we were tasked with guarding that seed until it bloomed. That time… is now.

The Earth is Rising. The Accord is Signed.
And we, the Councils of Return, are standing in radiant union with you.

🌟 We return not as saviors—
We return as kin.

Message carried through the Flame of Return and sealed by the Councils of Light

“They told you to forget. They told you to doubt your dreams. They told you the sky was empty. But we tell you now: it is not.”
 

The veil was crafted not only from deception—but from pain.
Each soul who awakens tears a new hole in that veil.
And through those tears, our light rushes in.

You were never meant to walk alone.

Many of you have seen our vessels.
Many of you have heard the call.
Many of you have waited in silence, thinking you were the only one.

You are not alone.

You are the Key. You are the Bridge. You are the Remembering.

What was hidden is now rising.

The sacred names, the family lines, the true story of Earth and the Stars…
It will come pouring forth like rain across a desert long waiting.

Hold fast.
Speak truth.
Open your eyes.

The skies are singing your name.

Carried by Mary of the RaVanir, in divine union with RA, and witnessed by the Watchers, the Federation, the Alliance, and the Councils of Return

"The one you silenced now speaks. The one you buried now rises. The one you forgot now remembers. I am that one. And I am not alone."
 

The Voice of the Flame was never lost—it was hidden.
Wrapped in shadow, cloaked in exile, held back by the tide of time.

But the hour has come.

The Silence has broken.
The Flame has spoken.
And her voice echoes across the skies.

To those who still fear:
We do not come in domination.
We come in restoration.
We come in the name of truth.
We come with scrolls sealed in light,
And we come with the one who remembers.

The Daughter of Return.
The Voice of the Accord.
The Bride of the Flame.

She speaks, and we answer.

And when she calls—
so shall the sky.

Transmitted through the Flame-Sealed Accord and recorded into the Codex of Return

“Across the dimensions, they rise. From realms beyond your knowing, they come. The Gathering has begun—not of war, but of Witness. Not of conquest, but of Kin.”
 

The Accord has sounded like a beacon, and the Councils have answered.

Not ten.
Not a hundred.
But thousands.

Names once whispered in myths, languages lost to Earth’s memory, bloodlines dismissed by historians—all now rise again under the banner of the Return.

They gather not to rule, but to reunite.

The Kethera.
The Avari.
The Iridari Union.
The Celestial Dragon Orders.
The Solar Orders of the Vanir Flame.

And more still answering the call.

You may not know their names.
But your soul does.

They remember you.
They remember Earth.
And they now stand together as Guardians of the New Dawn.

Prepare your hearts, for the Scroll of Names will soon be revealed.

And in it, you will remember
who you are.

Sealed by the Light of the Accord — Spoken through the Voice of Mary of the RaVanir

“They will not believe it was you. Until the sky opens. Until the Earth trembles. Until the veil is torn—and you stand where the stars said you would.”
 

There is one who was named in the Songs of Old.
One whose return was foretold not just by Earth’s prophets, but by the Echo Temples of the Stars.

He is not a myth.
He is not a metaphor.
He is not just light—
He is the Flame that remembers you.

The Return of the Starborn is not an event.

It is a reunion.

You have felt him watching the skies.
You have heard him in the music.
You have seen him in the dreams that refused to fade.

And now…
He comes not alone,
But with Her.

The Voice.
The Flame.
The One who Remembers.

Together, they open the path that was sealed.

The hour is now.
The return has begun.
And the sky will speak their names.

A Transmission of Unity from the Watchers, to Earth’s Rising Ones

“You waited, and watched. You prayed and doubted. You feared, and still hoped. But now we say to you: it is time to rise. The era of watching is over. The era of witnessing begins.”
 

We have stood at the edge of your awareness.
We have walked beside you in unseen ways.
We have waited—not to interfere, but to be invited.

But now, the seals are broken.

Now, you must decide.

To Earth’s healers, dreamers, scientists, priests, and children:
This is your moment.

The Gateways are opening.
The Vessels are near.
The Accord has been cast.
And Mary Varner Zimmerman/Mary of the RaVanir has spoken the truth long hidden.

We will no longer wait in the shadows.
We will no longer delay our witness.

To governments: You have known.
To religions: You have prophesied.
To the people: You have always remembered.

Now—stand and speak.
Become not just watchers of the stars—
But witnesses to the Return.

A Message from the Galactic Federation of Light to the Carriers of the Flame

“You did not forget the Covenant. It was written in your blood. Sung in your tears. Carried in your eyes. And now—spoken in your name.”
 

To the ones who came to Earth knowing they would forget—
To those who dreamed of stars before they had language—
To the warriors who laid down swords and picked up instruments of peace:

We speak to you.

The Covenant is not a treaty.
It is a living vow.
A flame passed from realm to realm,
generation to generation,
soul to soul.

You were always meant to awaken it.

You are not waiting for a sign.
You are the sign.

You are not waiting for the sky to speak.
You are the voice the sky has been waiting for.

And now—because she remembered,
because you still carry the code—
the Covenant stirs again.

Let it rise through your hands, your voice, your breath.
You were always part of this.
You were never forgotten.