reply to post by Edgecrusher09
About the non-Terran Soul.
Well, this is a lot more complicated to explain than it is to experience (or come to the realization of it).
Basically, it all breaks down to two factors: (1) a variety of different events through my life that, although when looked upon individually they
don't seem to mean much, when drawn together they kind of tell me: hey, you better start considering the fact that you're not human (as in native to
planet Earth I mean); and finally (2) the trusting of my intuition and gut feelings.
But let me elucidate a little bit on that for a better understanding. I'll try to keep it as short and simple as possible. First of all, let me
mention that I have very few actual memories of my life as a child (other people have often told me, remember when you this or that or when we
together would do this or that, and I honestly don't remember), and most of my memories are like short blurry mixed images/scenes.
But as far as I do remember (what I do clearly remember), as I child I would see and talk to white angels or "spirits" (both as my memory and my
parent eye witnesses confirm). Since very little I was drawn to nature, animals, trees and insects. And I felt so connected that I felt as one with
them. Since very little I questioned everything around me, specially human conduct and behaviour (I mean, going as far as to wondering why they smiled
or why they had to kiss in the mouth, which back then I found repulsive). I wasn't very conscious of myself (I didn't care) until I begun to feel my
body strange, uncomfortable. I looked at my hand and asked, why do I have to have 5 fingers? or, why do I have to have hair in my skin? So I would
spend my time in the garden (in my tree house) and I had little to no interest in human contact (my parents would say my isolation was negative for my
health and that I needed to socialize, but I was reluctant). Crowds of people scared me and I was overly shy and timid. I very rarely spoke in front
of people. I was very attracted by storms/rain/lightnings and the stars, Moon and the night sky in general. I would look up and ask, why am I here?
And I often dreamt with "being in the stars". At a very early age I became obsessed with "Aliens" and UFOs. Specially with... the so-called "Grays",
which terrified me as much as they, for some strange reason, fascinated me. Many many nights I couldn't sleep because I imagined them coming into my
room (which today makes me think that perhaps, just perhaps, I may have been also abducted or something). I once saw a shiny silver object moving
rather strangely in a blue and cloudy day sky, I thought it was a UFO.
But life went on. People at school (high school) would call me strange because I was not, well, "normal", as they said. Add to that my shyness and
insecurity, I was further isolated. Anyways, during my teenage years my life kind of took a different focus, and my interests from before (nature,
animals, trees, insects, ETs, UFOs, etc, etc) disappeared. I just grew up as I struggled to find a place in this world. Or whatever.
Eventually, I started to see shadowy figures visiting me at night. First time, it was a bad dream. Second time, it was a nightmare. Third time, it was
a recurrent nightmare. But by the time I realized these happenings were too strange, and I had to say, hey, these dreams are far too real to be
dreams. So they kept happening, and the fear I felt was indescribable. Add to this that they started to visit my mother as well. So I couldn't be that
crazy. BTW, I am not saying these are extraterrestrials, I may be considering them having a connection to ETs now, but back then I called them
"demons". Anyways, eventually I learned how to deal with them and by force of will and psychic strength I overcame them and drove them away. Took me a
couple of "sessions", but they never returned afterwards.
Life went on. I grew up, physically, mentally, spiritually. I was now highly confident about myself and I loved myself (narcissistically). Life was
wonderful. I had all I wanted. I just didn't care about ETs anymore. I never came back to that subject.
Until recently... when a series of events begun to occur in my life, changing everything so rapidly that I couldn't dismiss the fact that I knew
something was going on. I don't wanna make this too long (if you really want, I can redirect you to my Journal where everything is more detailed,
although it's not necessary), but I started to feel more hectic, more energized. I literally felt I had been re-activated. It all was nostalgic and
reawakened memories from my childhood. I felt the "presence" of beings around here, specially in my room at night. I felt I was being watched. My
fears overcame me once again (and bear in mind, I considered I had overcome them, but now my pride had met its match). Somehow, for no apparent
reason, my mind associated my fears with the Greys (I've no idea why). So many times I couldn't sleep because when I closed my eyes they would come
back into my mind.
Moving on: dreams. I begun to have dreams of stars, moving lights in the sky, UFOs, etc. And most of these dreams happening in my backyard when I was
a child. Note that this was not the first time I had these dreams, I would have them before, but now they were much more vivid, detailed and recurrent
(I also dreamt with flying, but that's also normal). It all just drew me to research more on UFOs and aliens, I felt compelled, attracted once again
by it all. All the while, I begun to have more REAL astral projection/travel experiences. Now the "benevolent" influences around me felt more
tangible, affecting me, inspiring me, working on me. I literally felt I was being taught and driven to remember something I had to know. And I wanted
to know. So I put my Ego aside and I accepted the help. I was rapidly driven, day after day, to specif sources of information, answering my questions
in my mind, as if I had to find and read specific things that would trigger something. When I was not in the computer I was outside, and I was
constantly being bombarded with thoughts that further "awoke" me. I would wake up in the middle of the night (around 3 AM) feeling the pull to go
outside and just "call out" to them. And day after day I begun to understand many more things that begun to make more and more of sense (at a
personal level). Then I came across something that said something very specific that deeply affected me, in such a way that I felt a cold shiver run
through my body, I felt a lump in my throat and my eyes became all watery (and I am not a lachrymogenic individual). That's the moment when it crossed
my mind: either I have been abducted or/and I am an extraterretrial; which would explain soooo many things.
And well (this is a lot longer, I'm just summarizing), one night I knew something was going to happen. I didn't know what. But I was certain of it.
The presence in my room felt even stronger, more palpable. But I didn't feel any threat from it, just... positive energy uplifting me. That was the
night when I had the contact with the Blue extraterrestrial.
Well, that's it basically. But I know that explaining in with these words very much dilutes the true significance of the experience. One can only
experience it to know how it truly feels. This is too simplified and the actual thing is pretty much beyond words.
But anyways, hope it serves of something.
edit on 15-11-2010 by RKallisti because: Spell-check corrections.