posted on Jul, 30 2010 @ 11:40 PM
I have decided to share this story because if it reaches only but one person, it will not be in vein. This post is not a yes it's true / no it's not
competition. It is my story.
From a very early age, I knew I was different. As a child, I often told my friends that I felt like an extraterrestrial without really realizing that
nothing can be closer to the truth. I even wrote an essay in high school about an extraterrestrial being getting stranded on earth, a few years before
E.T the extraterrestrial came out. Yeah, I’m that old. *smiles*. As a child, I always felt that I had a guardian angel watching over me. This is
how my grandmother used to explain the circumstances through which I wasn’t killed, accidents mainly but never a scratch. Always lived through very
little odds. It only makes sense today.
When I was around ten years old, something odd happened. I was playing tennis with a friend in one of the parks in the area where I live. It was
evening and we were alone, just having fun. Then my friend, somehow, saw this light. He said “What is that?” and I looked where he was looking at.
This light was becoming bigger and bigger as I looked and realized it was coming towards us. I remember turning around to run but this is all I
remembered. I got scared. That wasn’t normal, not at all. Next thing I know, I am sitting down, leaning against the back wall of a shack that is at
the other end of the park. In the opposite direction of the tennis court. I am alone. I don’t know how I got there. I get up and start walking back
towards the tennis court since I don’t have my tennis racket with me. All seems normal. I don’t know what I saw. So I get to the tennis court and
there is my racket, where I was playing. As I pick it up, I remember the light, I remember getting scared but for the life of me I can’t remember
who I was playing tennis with! I remember we were to meet at the tennis court and play a few games but who was he? And where did he go? I feel nervous
about that. There is something wrong with me. I don’t remember who it was, I don’t remember running behind the shack, I don’t know how long I
stayed there, I don’t know why he ran away, whoever he was. I walk home and when I get near the house I notice that all the lights are out. This
means it is late, I don’t wear a watch but it must be late for everyone to be in bed! I get in, go straight to my bedroom without making too much
Next morning comes and I’m happy I went unnoticed cause I would have been in serious trouble for coming in late. Now I’m anxious to go to school.
I want to know who I was playing tennis with. But I won’t be the one asking. I can’t go to all of my friends and say “What happened last
night...or was I with you last night? No way. If I’m the one asking, it means I don’t remember...not good. The one I’ve been playing with will
most surely come around and say something like “So...what was that last night? So the day goes by...nothing. Not one word about last night. I see
all my friends, not one word. I never brought the subject up to anyone and to this day, I don’t remember who I was playing with. Life continued.
And extraterrestrials kind of faded out. Never really looked into it.
I had an emergency surgery after college and died for an instant. No heartbeat. Flatlined. But made it through. After that event I started reading a
lot. And learning. Chakras, meditation, colors, chrystals, basically anything that has to do with self discovery. I married, raised a family and all
through these years I never stopped questioning, as if on a personal quest. I also started having past life recollections throughout the years. Some
through meditation, some through instantaneous flashbacks and one through automatic writing. I’ve been a roman senator, assassinated, a Chinese
woman working in rice fields, a Native American and a druid. I know that some of the values I cherish today were acquired during those lives.
All of this, I’ve always considered normal. Then not too long ago, something happened through meditation that was out of the ordinary. When I
meditate, I always let images and feelings come to me. Like a picture screen. I let my mind get out of the equation. If nothing comes to me, I send
out. Love, light, beautiful images. I send out to the universe. I send out love and care to our planet. I send out love and care to my fellow men and
women. I send out thoughts of one. We are spiritual beings. Immortal beings. I send out peace.
“Emotions are the clues and Love is the key”. This came in loud and clear so I know that when I have to get into a “receive” mode I have to
let my senses do the talking...
I am shown a star system. I am told that Arcturus, a red giant, is at the intersection, at the fork. I am told that I’ve lived many human lives but
non human lives as well. I am told that my soul has a name. Ukran. That it means Son of the Sun. That I have many friends in many races that know me
well. That his/her name is “Julald” the l and the d are as one, that is how I heard it. He is from the second planet at the intersection. I am
shown the planet. Blue like ours, but the liquid on the surface is different, thicker. Almost a fluidish metallic reflection. Our technology cannot
“pick up” life on it. The vibration is higher. Their thoughts create. Their emotions are different than ours. For him/her, my emotions were
mysterious. He/she let me touch him/her. The emotions run deeper yet balanced. This is very difficult to explain. Not like ours. They are fantastic
healers. They travel but what they have already seen as a collectiveness, they don’t need to travel to. They bring it to them. Again, very difficult
to explain. I was shown bits and pieces of what happened at the tennis park. I was abducted. But not in a bad way, anyway not from what I was shown. I
was aboard an entity vessel called the “Aekreon”. I’m not sure this is the right spelling. I was brought around our solar system. I was shown
Venus. There is life there but again we don’t have the technology to pick it up. A lot of blue and green at the surface. I cannot describe in words
what I have seen since I have no point of comparison. (The ex Japan prime minister’s first lady isn’t that crazy afterall). No point of reference.
The race that abducted me weren’t the same race as Julald. They weren’t greys. I was shown the Sun and Jupiter at point blank range.