posted on Oct, 7 2010 @ 03:31 AM
I find this thread very, very intriguing. Inspires me to tell, or re-tell, rather, my experience.
As a kid, I was completely into anything that had to do with astronomy. I was born in '72, by the way. The closest person to me then was my
Grandmother. She taught me so many things about astronomy that I would later encounter in middle or highschool. What's most odd about that is that
when I encountered them, they were being presented as new discoveries. I was always confused as to why people were amazed at astronomy news that I
learned when I was a kid. As well as astronomy, she also told me how some planes would change the weather. One sunny afternoon, we were watching a
plane go over, and I remember that she squinted to see it better. She then said that it would soon rain. There was no indication of rain or cloud
cover that might even suggest rain. Within 30 minutes or so, it began raining. I was 4 when this happened, and that moment defined my view of my
Grandmother as wise beyond wise. She also taught me about what plants healed various ailments. She had a kitchen of seemingly never ending herbs and
other plants. At night, she would take me outside and quiz me on the constellations, with special attention always to Sirius, and she knew times
various satellites would be visible. This in 1976 and '77. . .no internet. The wildest part of that is that she would show each satellite by
I also have deviated from my experience. Flash forward about 10 years. I have often hesitated to retell this experience as it is so script-like that
I'm afraid someone will just call it a false memory based on a movie. As it was, we (myself and my siblings), well, to put it this way. . .movies
depicting aliens or ufos were frowned upon. I never saw close encounters of the third kind until I was in college. At the age of 14, one morning just
as dawn began to break, I awoke, sat up in bed and said "They're here!" I remember opening the front door of our house to see a large triangle
hovering just above the trees across the road. Beneath it was a beautiful blue mist. The next morning I began to draw what I had seen, repeatedly.
Later that day, I told my mother what had happened, and she responded with a quick "You mean you don't remember what happened?" Of course, now I
was very confused.
My mom arrived home from visiting some family members at roughly 11:30 pm the previous night. She said that she got out of the car, and noticed a low
humming sound. She said she looked up and saw a slow moving triangle that was "blacker than the sky" and had luminous silver bands on the bottom.
The way she described it was that it had lights that were moving from the front to the back along the silver bands. She said she raced into the house
and tried to wake my father. After he did not respond, she came to get me, and we supposedly watched this thing for about half an hour until it was
beyond the horizon. This, I have no memory of.
A couple of days after this, I woke up at dawn, in a small forest about a mile from our house. I was lying on a large fallen tree, and was surrounded
by more than twenty deer. . .I'll never forget that. The air was "alive", and it is by far one of the most profound moments thus far in this life.
I don't know how I got there at all. I walked home with a feeling of contentment I have yet again to know. I felt so happy. I got home before
anyone else woke up, and just sat outside watching the day begin. It was heaven.
At the age of 36, I finally divulged my experience to my wife. She received it well. I then made the mistake of sharing this experience with a state
director of MUFON, whom once received a detailed account of my experience, never ever emailed me or called me again. This is the source of my
contempt for MUFON.
As a kid, I saw many, many unexplained things in the sky. I spent hours with my telescope. Once I saw what I thought was a plane banking hard until
its lights were completely vertical, then continued to rotate over, then shot upward at a super high rate of speed. Now, I am not so bothered by the
idea of sharing this experience with others. After the triangle experience, and to this day, I really can't use cordless phones without excessive
static, or cell phones without an instant roaming signal.