posted on Jun, 4 2011 @ 02:08 AM
I am a bit foggy on the point you are trying to illustrate here... is it that the experience effected the lives of these people? If so, I do not find
that uncommon, but rather typical!
I tried to imagine other persepctives, to see if I could grasp where you are coming from, and one possibility arose- that you are coming from the
perspective of UFO sightings as experienced by the "I want to believe" crowd,
(those that are fascinated by the possibility and spend time scanning the night sky in hope)
and not that of those who have no interest is such silly stories and end up confronted with the phenomenon!
Perhaps for the first group, a sighting is a light in the sky that seems wierd, and is nothing more than a cool story to tell to others, without being
life-changing (for you've already digested the concept of alien life existing).
As someone who had no interest, had never looked into the concept, and was suddenly confronted with experiences that I absolutely could not fit with
my present beliefs about reality, not only caused a tremendous trauma in my internal (psychological) world, but had real effects upon the lives and
choices of my family!
My first sighting was in France also, in full daylight, up close, watching a metallic like craft do manouvers over us that no aircraft we have today
can do. All traffic wa stopped and we all stared at it, because our cars had all stalled.
Being stopped on the road was a very real effect. But I am still cautious about coming to conclusions too "the world revolves around me" ish- like
that it was there with the purpose and intent that we see it (these particular people), that we be stopped for one reason or another, that we become
screwed up in our heads by seeing something that "doesn't exist" .
Perhaps it just happened to be doing something else and they didn't even notice or care about our presence?
The second event happened here in France also, but at night. My husband was driving, our kids were in the back sleeping, and I was sleeping in the
passenger seat. But suddenly my husband started grabbing and shaking me and yelling, panicked. This is SO unlike him! I would have thought you could
put a flying spaghetti monster in front of him and he'd stay calm and sceptical! But he was yelling, "There's a light! A BIG light! What it is it?
What is it?!!"
Up ahead of our car, over the road, and slightly over the left side of it, was a light so bright I had to squint my eyes and turn my head slightly. It
was about three meters off the ground. Because he was panicking, I automatically took the role of calm logical one- I said, maybe it is a helicopter,
pointing a spot light at us?
We approached it quickly, my husband getting louder and me trying to babble out some possible explanations, we were about five meters from it
then we are further down the road, driving slowly, both silent and facing forward.
WTF? We're both dead headed and staring ahead like robots! I turned around to see the place where the light was, and it was gone. Pure blackness
outside. I asked my husband, "what happened to it? Did we see it leave?" (still thinking my helicopter hypothesis).
He kept staring straight ahead and just shrugged, "I don't know." From screaming panicking freak to completely detached and absent, in a blink!
I felt so confused, I also sat silently the rest of the way home. Except when we arrived there, we found out a trip that should have taken us two
hours took us six hours!
That is an effect in real terms. Mentally, I had already gotten use dto the idea of just pushing experiences aside in mind that I cannot fit into
reality, and just being used to that. He hadn't, however. A while later, I brought it up again, and said, what happened that night? Did you see the
helicopter leave or something? He lashed out, on the edge of tears, "It wasn't a helicopter! It was nothing normal! Nothing of this world!" and
stomped out of the room!
I had never seen my husband act that way in my life, and still haven't since. I never brought it up again, out of consideration for him. But I think
his inner world had been rocked heavily that time. Other events continued, to all of us in the family and actually got wierder, but eahc one pretty
much learned to bruch these aside as the wierd side of life we cannot explain, and won't bother trying to. Except our youngest child, who was more
I went on to try to make sense of it though, delving into whatever I could find on the subject. I didn't have internet at that time, but a trip the
US foudn me with armloads of books on the UFO phenomen. I was hopeful that I could integrate this all into reality.
Never could though. I DON'T want to believe, and would prefer to conclude I had a moment of psychotic break which influenced those I am close to. I
have a rather complex theory, concerning collective consciousness, which I can digest easier than the simplest of alien visitation theories.
But yeah..... sometimes these things TOTALLY effect your acts, your choices, your personality!
I would not be living where I am now if not for those experiences. I was influenced by the messages of these "beings".