Daily Archives: December 14, 2015

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The Owl and its Connection to ET Experiences

My totem for as long as I can remember has been the owl. The Great Horned Owl to be exact.

Some of my earliest memories are of playing with my grandmother’s owl figurine as a child. I was always drawn to it and touched it whenever I saw it.

When I was around 8 years old my father was driving in his black Porsche with me and my two sisters. He liked showing it off and we took a drive at night on a familiar country road.

Out of the blue a large bird flew into the front of his car. It hit so hard my father stopped to check for damage – both of his car and the bird. He went into the ditch to see what he had hit. I had a strange feeling at the time, like I was scared something would happen. My dad laughed his hearty laugh and said, “Look! I hit an owl!” He held up the massive bird by it’s feet, which was still alive and just stunned. I looked on in both curiosity and horror, standing back and away from my dad because the owl suddenly woke up and began flapping its massive wings. My dad yelled out and let go of the bird and it flew away. I can still hear the sound of its wings. The memory is one of my most vivid memories of my early childhood.

When I lived in Montana we had a family of Great Horned Owls living near the house. They would perch on the top of our roof and look at us – Mom, dad, and three babies. They also would leave us pellets which always seemed to be right where we would walk. They stayed the entire time we lived there, which was about a year, and I saw the babies grow up. No matter the season, there they would be seemingly watching all the time.

Even more recent, but probably a good four years ago, I had an incident where I was driving home alone at night and had to stop because a Great Horned Owl was just sitting in the middle of the road looking at me. It was right in front of the entrance to my driveway, so I didn’t have to slam on my breaks. I sat and looked at him for quite some time. He also looked at me, just staring at me. What was even stranger is that there was a strange fog that night which settled around the owl making him look almost like an apparition. I remember thinking he must have something to tell me, but I don’t recall getting any messages.

I turned into my driveway after a good while of back and forth staring and saw him fly away.

Owls and ET Experiences

Only recently have these memories surfaced. I actually read about how owls can be indicators that one has had an ET abduction. I read this in Keepers of the Garden by Dolores Cannon. She mentions how often owls are used to hide an abduction memory. The owl memory gives the human mind something to focus on and distracts from the true experience and memory. She then hypnotizes Phil whose own experience begins with having to stop suddenly because of a huge owl.

Reading this, I began to wonder about my own owl experiences. I quickly tossed the consideration that maybe they were shielding my own ET encounters. No way could that have happened to me!

Then I stumbled quite coincidentally upon a book by an ET Experiencer called, The Messengers: Owls, Synchronicity and the UFO Abductee. I haven’t read the book yet and am not sure if I plan to, but the book is about the author’s  experiences with owls and their connection to ET abductions and contact. This, of course, I could not ignore. Here I had been reading about owls and had thought maybe it may be applicable to me and had just tossed that reasoning. Now to find yet another hint that maybe, just maybe my owl encounters have been more than what they appear.

1989

My mind has been going back to the summer of 1989, when I was only 12 years old and that strange, eerily calm and quiet night when I saw the UFO right over top me. My memory of seeing it is so clear and the awe I felt returns as if I am living it again. I don’t know why I wasn’t afraid. I was the exact opposite. I was thrilled and excited yet all I could do was stare and I did not, could not move. No beam was upon me, that I recall, but I was staring into a very, very, large, round, white light. It was one of about five total that were on the bottom of the craft which was directly above me. It was centered right over me!

Yet I have no other memory of the experience except for the awe I felt, the bottom of the huge craft, the lights, and what seems to be an endless amount of time just staring up at it. I don’t remember any communication or abduction, just the UFO and the intense white light.

When I finally broke from the trance-like rapture I was in, I went inside to get anyone to come see. My mom came but when we got outside it had gone and I saw it in the distance. I pointed it out but my mom did not believe me. I watched it dart away at an angle but she had already turned her head to go inside. Such a bummer!

Could it be that I have experienced other such encounters and they have just been wiped from my memory? With all the odd memory lapses I have been having lately I am starting to think it is very likely.

 

 

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Dream: Light Language Transmission

I finally slept pretty soundly last night. I had many, many dreams containing more information than my conscious mind was able to retain. Thankfully, I did retain some and my Companion helped me access it.

Dream: Light Language Transmission

This dream was long, so I will condense it.

I was visiting with a group of people living in a commune-type setting. It was families sharing everything and they were very tight knit. I was learning of their daily routine and my husband and I were considering joining them.

At one point they were telling me how they lost a member of their group. I felt very sad for them and told them I would help. I got down on my knees in this golden space (alter maybe?) and looked up at the sun which was at about 10 o’clock in the sky. I began to sing a lovely song that was very alien in its sound. It was nothing like I had ever sung and the melody was strange yet beautiful. As I sang the song which consisted of words and syllables I was unfamiliar with, I saw a golden light come out of me and connect with the sun in the sky. Within the light were symbols streaming out of me and up. They were golden also and shimmered in the light.

I had such a peaceful feeling while singing but something about my song connected me to these people I was with and I felt an overwhelming love and sympathy for the loss of their loved one. All I wanted to do was help them.

My husband did not want to stay with these people so we chose to leave, which saddened me for they felt like family to me now. As I said my goodbyes, three women dressed in simple dress, stood in a line to see me off. I went to each of them and gave them a hug and a kiss. I felt myself crying as I did.

Message

When I awoke I immediately recognized the song as light language and was surprised that it had come out of me. I also knew I had sent it, or transmitted it, to an individual far, far away as a means to “bring them back” from being lost from their family. I don’t remember what I sang but I finally understood what light language is. It is a connection established between one (or many) consciousness and another. It is purely telepathic so no words could ever actually translate, only an emotion or an overall sense of the message.

Space Craft and Being

I fell back into the in-between thinking of this and saw suddenly that I was hovering inside some sort of space craft and I was not alone. The craft was a circular, domed disc. It was vast, spreading out around me and covered with symbols similar to what I had just seen in my dream. I was hovering over a window that looked down onto a galaxy far below. It looked like a partial swirl of stars and dust. I knew instantly that I was in space on board a ship and that I had been there before.

With me was my Companion. He asked me to look down at the swirling mass of stars below me. He said, “That is You”. A tiny star stood out more brightly than the rest. I understood this to mean this star was Earth.

We conversed for quiet sometime. Him telling me that They wanted me to Remember and that this was a test to see how much I could handle. I could see him, or parts of him, and knew he was not human in appearance. He was much, much taller than I and very pale, with long, spindly arms and legs and a bulbous mid-section which was hard for me to make out. His head was elongated without any visible hair and his facial features were very small in comparison. He had massive eyes that took up the majority of his facial area. They were dark blue (like the eyes of a newborn baby) and slanted upward toward his temples. I do not recall seeing any whites, only the bluish color. His nose was very small and petite, but it was there, and his mouth was similar in size to his nose with no discernible lips.I did not see any ears. It was hard to tell what color he was in the light (it was dark) but he appeared light in complexion, so I suspect he was either light gray or blue in color.

I contracted from this image at first but felt no fear so stopped and took a closer look.

The most vivid aspect of him were his hands. They were very thin, with long fingers that had overly large pads on them. It was almost like he had frog fingers. I asked about them and he said, “Our senses are not like yours. We have a supremely developed sense of touch”. I saw that he used touch to control the ship and saw an electric blue energy that ran through the ship in what appeared to be “veins”. I knew then that the ship had consciousness and that he was tapped into or a part of that consciousness.

I asked many questions as I hovered there over the window overlooking our solar system. He told me that They stayed far from the Earth so as to not be detected. The ship was indeed “alive” and the symbols inscribed all over it were the same symbols that I saw in my dream. The ship itself communicated with those on Earth who were receptive to it. Similarly, those on board the ship (connected with the ship) also communicated with those on Earth who were receptive. It was like a mass consciousness circuit between the ship, those on the ship and those on Earth. I was and am still in awe! So this is what Light Language is! It is US communicating with Them and their ships!

I asked about his body and where he was. He told me that his body is not like ours. He said it is composed of energy but would feel solid to the touch. This is/was hard for me to understand. Eventually, after several questions and answers, I concluded that he is either a 4D or 5D Being.

What was the most concerning to me was that this Being was in fact my Companion. I have no doubt of this. He explained that his consciousness and mine had been interlinked but that he continues his commitments/activities in this craft as well as other areas all at the same time. He can do this easily and without much concentration. This is very amazing to me.

I once again saw the 3D plane set out in front of me. It again had objects and markers on it. He said to me, “We need you to Remember your mission now”. I did not and do not remember it despite being in awe of this experience. I was told more was to come which indicates to me that my reaction was appropriate.

There is so much more I was told, but I am still digesting it all. I will share it as I feel comfortable.