I will sit and write my article. Many will be intrigued by this but it is happening to me... I am adjusting with all this
I have a feeling that many more folk are going to be seeing them in the near future. They are going to reveal themselves more and more. And the tptw won’t be a able to do anything about it.I will sit and write my article. Many will be intrigued by this but it is happening to me... I am adjusting with all this
What happened to me last Wednesday evening was incredible experience ! I also saw them during an AP on Wednesday night and during mediation on Thursday and talked with them ! But everything is coming little by litte. I cannot say more now because I have few information from those who kno these kind of ships. I guess I will know more when they will connect with me more. For now it was just a « Hello » and I know they came to meI have a feeling that many more folk are going to be seeing them in the near future. They are going to reveal themselves more and more. And the tptw won’t be a able to do anything about it.
I remember how thrilled I was when one appeared bringing a message of hope, shortly after my daughter died, that was sixteen years ago.What happened to me last Wednesday evening was incredible experience ! I also saw them during an AP on Wednesday night and during mediation on Thursday and talked with them ! But everything is coming little by litte. I cannot say more now because I have few information from those who kno these kind of ships. I guess I will know more when they will connect with me more. For now it was just a « Hello » and I know they came to me
What an incredible experience thankyou for sharing. It’s all there in us isn’t it, all the memories, we are of the stars otherwise why would these things seem so familiar to us.I grew up in an extremely religious household, as a child my intuitive/clairvoyant experiences got me in big trouble, I was always told it was demons.
In 1987, when I was around 16, I lived in a house where my bedroom was at the front of the house. One night, my younger brother came in my room and we were talking and laughing. We eventually fell asleep with him lying on the floor.
I woke up to a man in my bedroom door. I was lying on my side, facing the room, and my first feeling was, “Oh, it’s him.” I had a feeling of recognition and recalled seeing him before. He had pale skin, dark hair, receding hairline, and was carrying a bag. He sat on the edge of my bed and was chattering away, very friendly. I remember looking up at his face and feeling comfortable. I remember looking at my brother on the floor and wondering why he didn’t wake up. The man said this was going to be the last time he visited me, and that they would be here to pick him up soon. At that time I knew who “they” were.
The man took a few objects out of his bag and held them to the side of my head. I felt them against my head but there was no pain. All at once, there was a loud sound and strong vibration, like I could feel the sound as much as hear it. It was strong and overpowering, like everyone in town must have heard it. Then the man looked up, said they were here for him, and he shrunk to a point of light and shot out the window.
As soon as he was gone, I was no longer calm and peaceful. I jumped up and tore my curtains back and saw the light that was the man shoot into a vehicle. It was like it had so much light emitting from it I couldn’t tell the shape. Then the sound stopped and it was gone.
My rational brain took over and I was terrified. I kept quiet, what if there were more of them? Why didn’t my brother wake up? I sat on my bed until the sun came up. I was trying to convince myself it was a dream, what if the sound I heard was a car skidding? I walked up and down the street to check for marks. Nothing.
When I came back in, my parents were in the kitchen. I heard my dad saying, “You must have heard it, it was so loud the whole house was vibrating!” I ran into the kitchen and described the sound to my dad and he described it back to me, we had definitely heard the same thing. Then my parents asked me if I knew what it was, and, since my dad heard me too, I told them the truth. They never doubted me, never called it demons, and were very supportive.
Here it is thirty-some years later, I have resolved myself to find out what it was. Things have been falling into place recently, but I'll write more about that in its own thread. (Also, I recently had an MRI on my brain because of migraines and there was nothing foreign or unusual in my head).
It says it's still awaiting approval, but here it is:What an incredible experience thankyou for sharing. It’s all there in us isn’t it, all the memories, we are of the stars otherwise why would these things seem so familiar to us.
I look forward to reading your thread,
Thanks for sharing. Being disappeared for a week here could mean decades in a temporal distortion, or different time/space continuum wherever you were taken. I wonder if you experienced a full life, there.Oh, recently my dad started talking about something that happened to him when he was a child.
Rural Oklahoma in the late 40's/early 50's. My dad is "before school age" and playing in the field behind his parent's house. He sees a car driving across the field and it comes up to him. He said it was a very long black car with no wheels. The next thing he knew, he was in his grandparent's driveway and he didn't know who he was and couldn't talk for a day or so. His parents had been looking for him for a week. He has no idea what happened during that week, and didn't talk about it until recently. I want to point out when I had my visitor, my dad was the only other person in the house who heard it, even though my brother was asleep in my room.
Sounds like somebody has a sense of humour.I/they find it quite humourous that I often try to drag my partner or family out of bed to witness the sightings only to have them quickly vanish.
Generally they do eventually openly show themselves to my friends and family for a one time confirmation.
You mean the power of the sight of so much stars was an eyesight in itself.Sounds like somebody has a sense of humour.
At camp a couple of people saw some lights acting funny while around the campfire at night. I didn't myself. I was probably asleep as the sight of glowing embers, voices murmuring and hang drum music seemed to be the perfect soporific for me.
It seems according to lore than the "right witness" of the event needs to be in certain "mind frame" that makes the experience significant for that particular witness while for others it doesn't seem to register properly in their consciousness and some quickly even forget (or erase from their minds) that the event took place. The "contact" perhaps needs to be not just at the physical level to be significant in a life but psychologically also and I daresay spiritually perhaps.I/they find it quite humourous that I often try to drag my partner or family out of bed to witness the sightings only to have them quickly vanish.
That is an awesome event One65. If that happened to me I would be over the moon.I watched for several minutes, then asked "are you tired of doing that yet?". Got a "YES". I thanked them and then drove home with a big smile on my face. A bit later I got the message "WE ARE ALWAYS NEAR".
That's it. Doubt can surely be laid to rest by such an experience. And you got the experience by trusting in yourself!The funny thing is - I wasn't "over the moon". I just felt this quiet peace and KNOWING flow through me. And heartfelt gratitude.
Despite us having our strong convictions, inner knowing, ascension symptoms, and synchronicities - it sure is nice to get a visual once in a while.