Very interesting read. That 'being' in your field would have freaked me the hell out! I would have went to grab my hockey stick (just because it's
longer than my 9 iron haha) instead of a cigarette. But then again, it didn't happen to me, so I can't say for sure what I would have done. I do know
that it would have scared the dickens out of me.
I never have seen orbs or UFOs, but I believe I have been visited by some strange entities in my days. I totally know what you're going through and I
can empathize. The part of your story that appealed most to me was the first few paragraphs..the need to tell someone, but the emptiness you feel
after doing so. I know what it's like to have this great weight in your heart, and feeling disappointed when you don't get the reaction you need. You
don't need attention drawn to the subject, you just need someone to understand what this experience did to you, how it made you feel, and how it
changed you. Believe me, I know how hard it is to carry an experience like this with you and never actually get to sit down and talk with someone
about it; someone who genuinely understands, believes, and empathizes.
It is a burden some of us must shoulder. Even worse are the skeptics and naysayers who call us crazy, hysterical, ignorant, superstitious, and just
downright inept and loony. The skeptics will never know until something like this actually happens to them, which honestly, I hope happens to no one!
It's a bit of a gift and a curse to have an experience like this.
The curse comes from being alone in your experience. I have never been able to talk about this with anyone outside of ATS really--and even then, who
genuinely believes? who can genuinely empathize? If they did, how could we even know it?
The gift comes from being unique in your neighborhood and having seen and experienced something that others can only dream about. It is our job to
spread the story in an honest and sincere way. Never doubt yourself. We must tell our stories with confidence and conviction. I know that many times
telling our story is like casting pearls before swine, but don't ever let anyone instill doubt into you--not into your story, not into your
We must continue to share these experiences instead of burying them. There are others out there looking for someone to speak up first. We must be the
emissaries to help others understand their own experiences--even if we don't fully understand it ourselves. There is strength in numbers and we must
all stick together in this.
After my experiences, I became quite in tune and synchronous with my environment as well--maybe even a tiny bit psychic (I just never had an interest
in exploring my psychic side.) For better or for worse, something in us changed. I wish I knew how and in what direction it will take us.
I do believe that like a previous poster mentioned, the ones who are approaching enlightenment are being challenged by darker forces. Many ancient
texts have warned of this stage. Just keep a positive attitude with you always. Have faith in yourself and others. Keep grounded (I'm sure this advice
is moot by now. You seem well-grounded to me.)
Thanks for sharing your story. I appreciate you coming forward with it even if it didn't get much attention on ATS. I know you hoped more would
understand and validate and confirm your story, but this is ATS after all. Plenty of skeptics around here as well.
Just hold on to what has been given to you. Someday we may just understand how to use it.
My encounter happened in the bedroom. I saw something standing in my doorway. That was over 10 years ago. Today I took a nap after doing some chores
and my mother came home early from work. I was napping and I heard my door click and open. I looked and watched the door open ever so slowly not being
able to see who was on the other side. In my mind flashed the thought of my visitor coming back and I started screaming like a banshee. I was
screaming out of sheer terror. And then my mom opened the door fully. She wanted to see if I was home without waking me. I think that because my mind
immediately went there and I started experiencing terror like this was a confirmation to my story.
It reminded me of the that scene in "Fire in the Sky" when Travis is underneath a patio table and pancake syrup starts dripping over the edge onto his
face..he just starts shouting from the most fearsome depth of his soul.
This experience will never leave you. Don't try to suppress it. Just learn what you can from it and use it in a contributing way when you can.
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