Category: Parallel Universes

The greatest remembered experience I would ever have would occur on October 21, 1998. This is when I met for the first time an Extraterrestrial Being and had an actual memory of the encounter. It was also at this time in life when I was beginning to realize that it wasn’t just a fascination in the stars and the universe that encapsulated me, but a direct relationship with someone more evolved. I had always wondered, but could never believe that it could be me; until this day.
I find myself in a room without floors, ceilings, or walls. I am floating in a space of pure white light. And when I state that I am floating I am not floating like say in a scene from, “Mary Poppins”. No this was different. I had or they had control of my movements. I was in a standing position as I glided closer to the one who had taken interest in me.
Within the light, as I glided by, I saw many similar beings that appeared quite human in their build. Some were taller than others, but their appearance was the basically the same. None of them appeared to have any interest in me as I passed by. It was the one that was positioned about twenty-five feet away that did. He looked directly at me and I began to move closer. My eyes were fixed on his.
The beings: they were human in form meaning that they had the basics; two arms, two legs, a torso, neck, head, and a flap, which looked like a head of hair. Now I stated that ‘he’ directed me over. Why I knew it was a ‘he’ I don’t know other than a feeling. There were no physical signs to show any form of gender.
When I was within two or three feet he raised his right arm outward toward me showing the palm of his hand, which told me that he was a friend and not a foe. There was no reason to fear. I grasp onto it as if I was invited to. No words were ever expressed between us. Only expressions of feelings were exhibited within me and I responded to those feelings based on my own beliefs that I carried within.
I now have his hand in mine. It was soft, say as in velour, and the color was unique. He skin tone wasn’t a singular color, but it was an array of greens, yellows, and browns. It worked because the last thing he was not was psychedelic. Everything blended together as though it was meant to be. He was beautiful both inside and out, though I was still confused at his purpose and what this experience was this all about.
I am curious of this individual as I gazed into his eyes, which were shaped more like a human, not the large slanted almond shape that has been represented in the greys. They were smaller and fit his head just right, but they were completely black as one might assume, but they were similar to ours in assessing shape and size to the head itself. And though they were black they expressed love and light; not darkness.
But with my hand in his I peer down to observe; to see, why it was so soft. It appeared that his body was covered with fine hairs, like peach fuzz. Amazed at what I am seeing I was given permission to inspect his arm. He lifts it up slightly while I continue to hold onto his hand allowing me to use my left hand to feel the softness of his skin. It is then I am feeling a curious, joyous laughter within. Like a child watching a fireworks display for the first time; the amazing awe that flowed through my being in the knowledge that I, at this moment, was receiving a privilege, and this was one that only a few might ever know.
But this was only the beginning of my adventure with him. As I glide my left hand up his arm I notice the curve of his shoulder and the length of his neck, neither of which were boney or elongated as in the greys. He had what appeared to be muscular tone to him. I am now touching his face running my finger along the jawbone line. I notice a mouth and what appeared to be an indication of lips similar to us, but not as prominent. He has an indication of a nose, but I didn’t focus on it as much due to something that took my attention away. I move my hand toward the back of his head curious at what looked as if to hair flowing down, but it wasn’t hair. Quickly to the reader; I didn’t notice if he had an ear, because what I now term as, “Flap” caught my full attention.
I am now rubbing my hand up against this piece of flesh that is thick and appeared to consist of what I would relate to as whale blubber; a fatty piece of skin that hung from the top of the head appearing as hair from a distance. I now take my right hand up to my left. My curiosity is elevating. I pick up the flap. It is heavy as I hold it in my hands. I begin to rub around it when it happens. I jump back in fear. For the first time I was in fear, because I did not understand what just happened, as my hands were inspecting this part of his body. But as soon as I jump back in fear calmness flowed through me and I was fine with what I had just felt. He somehow assured me it was okay.
What brought on the fear was when I felt the bottom part of the flap area. There was an opening between the heavy layer of fatty skin. The opening was warm to the touch and yeah, it scared the hell out of me, because I didn’t know what it was. Then I knew, “it was okay to venture into that area.” He gave me permission.
I lift the fingers of my right hand into this slit as my left hand gently holds onto the flap area lifting it slightly. I am now feeling energy pulsate through my entire being. It is then that I feel an empty cavity; where one would think there should be organic material, such as a brain, there is emptiness, but it is not empty by any means. Within the cavity I feel a pulse of extreme energy and then I see it. I see galaxies and worlds. I know with certainty that what I am being shown is the travels of these beings. They are the watchers of the universe. The teachers of old; they are connected to us. They are loving beings who wish no harm upon man and then I find myself sitting in bed. I want to go back, to learn more about my new friends and why they chose me to visit.
Mary.