Rainbow’s Experience and Encounter Log June 26th, 2014

June 26th (Between 4:30 and 6:00 am in the morning)

I noticed that most of the detailed experiences I’ve been having are in the early morning hours from 4:00 to 7:00 am so these hours seem to be significant to when I am taken or experiencing intense dreams etc.

This particular morning I was experiencing a few things in my encounter, severe situations and conversations pertaining to my leaving New Mexico. One part of my dream that stood out was being in a car that was driving me to a veteran’s hospital. I tried to drive to the hospital in my own car but I was confused, turned around and couldn’t seem to find the right street. All of a sudden, I was being driven to the hospital within the blink of an eye, which felt odd and seemed to make no sense. I was in the back seat and realized I was in a patient’s gown and I was embarrassed wondering where my clothes were.

There were two men in the front seats of the car and I remember saying, “Oh, okay, I know where I am now. I didn’t go far enough around seeing the road circled the hospital.”

As I said this, we drove past some men who were in fatigues and running down the road. They were doing interesting turns and running sideways, singing as we passed them. The fatigues were light brown in color and they had on tee-shirts and caps. One of the men running saw me and started running fast, fast enough to catch up to the car. The car must have had a side railing on it because he jumped on the railing to talk to me as if he knew me well. He asked me how I was doing. It was then that I saw my hospital gown reflected back to me from the window and I realized that I must be sick or something was wrong with me. It was weird to have it on already because I don’t remember putting it on.

He asked me when I was moving from New Mexico and I said when the house sells. He asked me where I was going and I told him Oregon or Washington State. He asked me a weird question. He asked me if I was sure I should leave.

I started to remember that I knew him well and that we were good friends which made me sad that I wouldn’t be seeing him when I moved away. He said good-bye and he put his hand up against the window and I put my hand up against the window in a gesture of good-bye.

Second phase of experience.

I was in a room and I was tied with my wrists together from a long hook on a door or side of a wall. It was hard to see because I was waking up from being unconscious. I felt blood dripping and coming from between my legs, a lot of blood because I could see it on the floor. I realized that whatever happened to me, a male nurse in the room was not taking care of me. As a matter of fact he was looking at me with disgust and he seemed very disinterested in my compromised position. I somehow got my hand free and realized that I had to call 911 because I was hurt badly. I found a cell phone (thought it was mine for some reason) and found it really hard to get my fingers to work and hit the correct numbers. The male nurse said I didn’t need to call and tried to calm me down just as I was able to hit the last number. I said, I needed and ambulance and that I was bleeding. He made me nervous because I knew somehow he was the one who did this to me or helped others hurt me.

It didn’t take long for the ambulance to get to the building. As a matter of fact what was weird was it seemed like seconds and it was there. I looked out the window and felt relief because I knew I was in danger with whatever was happening to me in the room I was in. I remember the room was all white and I did see the hook I was hung from to bleed out, I can only assume. When the ambulance came in, they had a hard time getting the gurney in the room because there were lots of beds in the way which as I was thinking about it, why was I on a hook and not a bed? They finally got me on the gurney and I started to feel like I would hopefully live through the experience.

Third phase of experience.

Once I was in the hospital, I was placed in a room with two nurses. I saw an ex-ray of my brain and one of the nurses said it wasn’t working properly because I wasn’t raising my eyebrows correctly. I guess I wasn’t engaged enough or taking directions from them the way they thought I should be. I do remember that I was very confused and out of it the entire experience. I did find her statement odd and when I looked more closely at the ex-ray, I saw a black dot over by my right eye socket and I then saw more black dots, one further towards the middle of my brain. They looked like implants.

A blonde nurse was wearing the normal hospital attire which was a top and pants, white in color. I was sitting in a wheelchair facing the two nurses watching them talk to each other about my ex-ray. The blonde nurse turned to look at me and she asked if I had been sick, motioning to her stomach. I said I wasn’t sick in that way but that I was not feeling well obviously because I was bleeding. I told her that I felt foggy and couldn’t focus. There was no mentioning of my bleeding and I was confused because this made no sense. I could feel the blood and wondered if they were  going to let me bleed to death.

I also got a hold of another cell phone, I think I saw it somewhere and when I tried to push the buttons, nothing happened, I couldn’t get the screen to work. There was an emblem on the top part of the phone that looked like a Celtic design.  The name by the design was something like Selerian, Serenden or close to Selenium.

There were other parts to this experience but these stood out the most because they were very much like a Milab experience more than anything else. It was definitely a military hospital I was taken too and I think the room I woke up it was used to doing torturous things to patients and people like me. It was a very scary experience especially the blood running down my legs. I had a period


Waking Up In New Mexico- Is it all True Series #171

Recently — this quite remarkable- courageous woman related this amazing story to me — Her name is Esperanza. This type of story seems to be on the increase in recent months around the Southwestern part of the country. If you know of a similar story please forward to the comment section – no real names please.

Over the last 8 days I have sustained several visitations from ETs or inter-dimensional beings. I don’t know what species or which kind. I can hardly believe it, myself. I will say it happened over several nights because I remembered after the central event on the second night that a prior visit had taken place the evening before, and I knew another one would come, too. Here’s my story.

That first night I awoke at 3:33am. I remember because I looked at the clock. I felt strange as if something had made me wake up but I neither heard, saw nor felt anyone in the house. Consequently, I went to the bathroom and returned to bed. The next night I was awakened by something again. For some reason, this time my heart was in my throat. I raised my head to look at the clock on my husband’s side of the bed, lowered it and listened. It was 2:22am. As I lay there on my side I stared at the curtained door of our bedroom, which leads to the backyard. I noticed what looked like a ring of energy shadowed against them: a huge jagged circle the height of the door itself that spread out about six feet. I rubbed my eyes. I thought it must be a result of my eye having been plunged into the pillow, but the ring remained. So, I turned onto my back and listened. That was when I heard a strange series of very quiet sounds coming from the dining room. “OMG! Someone is in the house.” I looked out into the hall, careful not to move a muscle, I saw a tall shadow thrown onto the hallway wall. I was freaked. “Jesus! I have to wake John!” In the second the thought passed through my mind I saw them round the corner and step through the door.

A tall humanoid woman who had auburn hair led them. It was pulled back from her face. A much shorter man followed her. All wore lab-type jackets. Some white in color, others light blue. There were six of them. They surrounded our bed. Two stationed themselves at the foot and two on either side. My husband, still asleep, began to lightly snore. I tried to hold my eyes open, but I could feel my control slipping away. It was like being engulfed in a slow fog. If you’d ever been sedated for an operation the feeling was similar. Although they appeared to be humanoid I strongly believe what I saw was a projected image. The people fit the description of characters from a book I’d read recently AND because of what happened next. The humanoids disappeared and I was faced with insect-like beings. I think now that they may have had difficulty holding the image of the humanoids as they set about working. Perhaps, they didn’t expect me to be awake when they arrived or maybe to have the mental strength to fight the control? I don’t know. It’s all speculation. But it was only when they began to work on me that the projected image fell away and I saw what they really were.

They held my mind and body in their control, but I could still see them. One literally got on top of me and put its head very, very close to mine. No one has ever been so close to my face without touching me. It moved its head in all directions around mine, tilting and turning it, as if peering into my brain from multiple directions. At such a close range I could see details. They were brown in color, had 4 very, very thin limbs/arms (the ones I could make out), with a bumpy, textured skin. They had a praying-mantis-like head with huge eyes of a darker brown and a tiny pointed chin. Imagine a praying mantis’ face. That’s what I saw. Once they positioned themselves and began turning their heads about, they also began to emit a deafening sound. It was high pitched like that of an insect. I believe they were communicating with each other. But it was more. I felt that the sound was ‘tuning’ me, somehow. That sounds crazy, but it’s the best explanation I can give for the experience.

When the sound started and the level rose, I don’t remember anything more. The next thing I knew I being awakened by my husband who was holding on to my arm saying rather loudly, “I am awake, honey!” Apparently, I was yelling out loud for him to wake up! I’d been screaming in my mind the entire time they were in the room. I was yelling to him to WAKE UP! WAKE UP!, but he didn’t. Of course, I was beside myself, tears rolled down my face as I jumped up and flipped on the light, blinding him. I yelled, “They were here! I saw them. They were here!” I proceeded to tell him what had happened. He believed me. He knows me. He knew I was not dreaming. Besides, he’s more that meets the eye, himself.

When he felt comfortable that I’d calmed down enough, he turned on the TV. He said it would orient me. He clearly saw I was not myself and not at all normal. That morning, the early, early news was playing old clips of Kennedy. They were talking about how it had been 50 years this month since he was inaugurated. I said ’50 years’ over and over to myself trying to grasp the concept. I realized then that I had absolutely no idea what month or year it was. I sat there in bed trying to remember what 50 years meant. By this time, my husband was falling back asleep. I woke him up again and asked what month it was. He told me. I tried to find a year in my head, any year. I couldn’t. I asked him what year it was. He told me that, too. Even knowing didn’t seem to make a difference. I simply couldn’t remember time. I felt I was in a bubble. This bubble lasted the entire day. No one could touch me. I felt I was looking out of a capsule into another reality–someone else’s world, not mine.

After a day of adjusting and putting it all together, I knew that evening they’d return at 1:11am. It seemed to follow that they were scheduling something or me: 3:33am; 2:22am, 1:11am. I knew now that on the evening before when I had awakened at 3:33am they had been there. The time was a marker of some sort. That evening, I stayed awake or, at least, I thought I did. At 1:11a I found myself waking from a dream about my old dog. He died years before. We loved him and never got another dog. I saw him walking in a park like atmosphere at the end of our bed. He walked over to me and I put my hands on either side of his face holding his little head in my hands, smiling. I told my husband, “Look it’s Dabby!” But his head was way too large to hold it properly and his eyes were deeply intelligent looking into mine–too intelligent to be my dog! Dabby was a sweet animal but not bright. I realized when I woke up that it had not been my dog. It was one of them. This time they’d been ready for me. They had given me a nicer screen image, which they’d plucked, from my brain. I figured, after scaring the pants off me the night before, they either decided to handle it differently or perhaps had tuned me so they could easily handle me. Again, it’s all speculation.

Now that I’ve had a few days to analyze these experiences, remember details and the feelings that accompanied them, I believe these beings could have been a type of bio-bot. I feel their purpose was to scan the human mind, adjust the subject and report back. Although I could be wrong, I do not believe they have the spark of spirit in the way we understand it, but were rather prepared by highly advanced and sentient beings for a specific job. Something in me says I am not wrong. These things were part of a much greater mind. I could feel that behind them was something more intelligent and knowing than they.

Since those first 3 nights, they’ve returned again with neither my husband nor me knowing. This last time, however, there was physical evidence. My husband had laid his cell phone by the bedside. I’d fully charged the phone for him that afternoon. In the wee hours of the morning it began beeping loudly before it went completely dead. Of course, it woke up us both. I said, “Honey I just charge that phone. The battery must be dying. I’ll get a new one tomorrow.” The next morning I checked the battery. It had no juice left at all. Suddenly, I thought, I’ll charge it and see if the battery is really bad. It held a charge without problem and in the last 2 days has operated just fine. I’ve heard that batteries are drained during contact experiences.

Frankly, after the 2:22am visit, I was shell-shocked. However, several conclusions came from the event. When I felt their presence, before I actually saw them round corner into our bedroom, I also had a remembrance. They’d been here before. They’d visited me in my childhood. This, too, was a revelation–one that was difficult to digest in the light of day, but I’m doing ok with it now.

The inevitable questions continue. Why me? What did they want? Did they visit other members of my family? Is that why I feel different than other people? Is it why I’ve never belonged anywhere with anyone until I met my husband a decade ago? Is that why I feel my heart breaking at times and I even say out loud, “I want to go home, now.”? And, given the world situation, 2012 and everything we hear about prophesy–Why now? As you can image, there are more questions than answers.

I also felt that they left me with a post-hypnotic suggestion not to speak about the experience of seeing them. I literally couldn’t tell anyone for several days afterward. I just couldn’t. I tried. If my husband had not been in bed that night, he’d not know. My silence was broken finally several days afterward. I asked a friend to lunch. We talked about work and the inevitable annoyances that accompany it. When she asked me how things were at my house. I paused, looked at her and said, I can’t believe what I’m about to say … Telling her the story seemed to break the ‘enchantment’. Now, I can share it with you.

I was never that interested in UFOs or the phenomenon. Because of the events surrounding my life and family, I grew up with the idea that there was life on other planets and that, of course, other species would be a natural extension of that. But I can also say that I always wanted confirmation. I’m feeling a lot like that song: “…And every morning I wake up and worry, what’s gonn’a happen today?”

I know they will be back. My husband appears to be involved now too. OR, maybe he’s the reason? Will we ever know? I’ll keep you posted from our home in New Mexico.


Stories and High Strangeness from Las Cruces New Mexico-Is it all True Series #157

A couple of weeks ago I was in Las Cruces on a business trip, and I was talking to a couple local folks who had lived on and off in Southern New Mexico. So during our business conversation with them we were outside looking east and I saw this range of interestingly shaped mountains. I asked them the name of the mountains, and they said the Organ Mountains, and I said they are noted for their UFO/paranormal activity and that opened the floodgates. It is amazing the pent up strange stories people want to tell when given the chance and are in the presence of like-minded people.

So here are a few of the stories of high strangeness. First there was the Roswell one; one of the guy’s family members lived in Roswell during the 1947 clash. He spoke of a friend of his father who had a girlfriend at the Roswell Army Air Field there on July 5th, 1947. The story goes that the girlfriend who was a nurse called a local funeral home director and asked how to embalm a small child. The funeral director knew the woman but he was still puzzled by the question, since it’s not the Army’s job to embalm anyone, especially a child. Next the boyfriend of the nurse went to the base to see his girlfriend, as he had done many times before, but this time was different, as he wasn’t allowed in, and finally after weeks of enquiry, he was told she was gone – disappeared never to be seen or found, just gone.

Next, one of the other people in this Las Cruces conversation was a pilot who told us about a close encounter he and a friend had while driving from Las Cruces to Roswell through a rolling hills area. As they got to the bottom of one of the hills the whole area lit up like a 747 jet landing with its huge landing lights pointed toward their car. They stopped and got out of their car and stared at this very big UFO hovering in front of them, hanging there for several minutes until a tractor trailer approached from behind and then it (UFO) shot into the western skies in a flash. The question I would have is, how close was the encounter?

And next a story that occurred in the same area, about this guy whose friend offered to let him stay at his house while he was hanging with his girlfriend, which he did most of the time. The guy accepted the offer and on one of the first nights alone had this experience. He was lying in bed and suddenly he felt this heaviness and claws squeezing this chest; he woke to his surprise to find a large cat on this chest. He grabbed the cat and threw him outside and closed the door. But this repeated itself two more times, and each time the attack got stronger. And to the guy’s surprise he could not find out where or how the cat got into the house, over and over again. Next after the cat incident, he was twice literally thrown out the door and the other time pushed down the stairs by an invisible force. The guy called his friend to tell his stories and that he was not staying a minute more in that house. At that point the owner of the house burst into tears and he told his friend, “Thank God I am not going crazy – there is something bad in that house.” Sounds to me like an incubus or a succubus spirit who wanted the house to him or herself.

There were more stories – maybe another time.

Sleep tight – but keep a close eye on your cat,


"The Day before Disclosure" – See and think

A film By award winning Director Terjo Toftenes, Timing of this maybe perfect or near perfect. ENJOY and Think always think .

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“The Board”: an instrument into the Otherworld or vehicle to the Void? – Part 2 Is it all True Series #144

Well I did make it back from the void – the world of the Vortex – in the mountains East of Albuquerque. (Now you will have to read Part 1 to get it.)

When I was about 10 or 11 my little buddies and I got a hold of an old Ouija board – the most dangerous kind – a lot of strange past energies had flowed through it. Of course we kids hardly knew what it was; we were totally innocent of the ways of the “board”. That is what probably saved us – we just had no fear, and fear is the vehicle evil entities use to draw you in and take what they want. We played several times and we definitely seemed to be communicating with something – strange feelings of hot and cold ran through our bodies. And what little body hair we had stood straight up. I now feel the beings we were dealing with meant us no harm – we were lucky. The other ones would have created fear sooner or later and our innocence in this world would have ended. We were also lucky to escape a worse fate – one of my friend’s sister’s friends had (at least we were told) a mental breakdown after she used an Ouija by herself. If you have to play or try it (like a curiosity) never do it alone as the danger will be focused on just you. And you would probably be no match for the otherworldly entities.

I lived in Tucson for several years and I met a guy I referred to as the Old Hippie. He was a smart guy, who had a very wonderful and smart wife. Both of them were very curious about everything in the world including drugs and the “board”. Well he seemed to not have a problem with it (Ouija), but over time she became withdrawn and depressed. My Hippie friend told me a few years later that she told him the board had come to her (a dream) and showed her something that terrified her, nearly putting her into shock. She was never the same, and no therapy seemed to help her.

And then there was the famous and strange group called the Gulf Breeze 6. I lived in Atlanta when it happened and I was lucky to get a close relative to talk in front of our UFO group about his brother’s experience – a one Vance Davis. This information back in the early 90’s was to say the least mind blowing. Six military personnel from an intelligence unit started playing with an Ouija board. This one event rushed the military into a massive search for these six deserters who had gotten channeled information through the “board”. The Board predicted events that came true and freaked out the military, because the military probably started the whole thing through some powerful mind control methods. And adding the “board” intensified the deserters’ psychic abilities to the horror of the military and the NSA. There is much more to this story – but another time.

Note: the Ouija is not just a board – but also a vehicle to travel to the beyond, which needs only to be used by a few who can totally protect their minds and souls.

Sleep tight – The Jesus Gene is what makes us interesting to those other worlds.


Wood Enterprises Let the Truth be Known – Travis Walton

( Comment I always liked Walton for his sincerity ) I personally believe his story.

July 2010

Wood Enterprises is proud to encourage knowledge and truth about the UFO phenomenon. Over the years we have met many people whose stories need to be told. As a courtesy to the public and out of respect for the individuals who put themselves out there, we have often shared announcements from authors, producers, and the like who we feel have a real impact on disclosure.

Fire In the Sky, Newly Revised with Additional Data
Message to the Public

by Travis Walton
Most realize that Hollywood did not stick with the real story. They wanted to get the book to find out the details of what really happened. But it was out of print all those years, while I received almost daily inquiries from all over the world asking where they could find a copy. People were selling their used copies online for outrageous amounts — up to $200 to $300. But I have finally finished printing a newly updated edition. It has revisions and additional illustrations and 25 more pages of material. It is a 6×9 softcover using a higher quality whiter paper and a clearer font and format.

For now it’s only available here. To order send a money order for $30 plus $5.95 shipping and handling for US orders (Shipping and handling is free on the second book on two-book orders within the U.S., in other words shipping and handling is still $5.95 for two-book orders)Shipping and handling is $15 for Europe & Australia, $11 for Canada & Mexico.

Please include a note saying how you wish it autographed (free), to Travis Walton PO Box 1072 Snowflake, AZ 85937.

Check www.travis-walton.com for upcoming media coverage and personal appearances. You could save the shipping by getting it from me in person

More About Fire In the Sky
Excerpts from the Official Website

On November 5, 1975, a group of loggers in the mountains of northeastern Arizona observed a strange, unusually bright light in the sky. One of those men, Travis Walton, recklessly left the safety of their truck to take a closer look. Suddenly, as he walked toward the light, Walton was blasted back by a bolt of mysterious energy.

His Companions fled in fear. When they reported an encounter with a UFO – something they would have considered impossible if they had not witnessed it themselves – the men were suspected of murder. For five days authorities mounted a massive manhunt in search of Walton – or his body. Then Walton reappeared, disoriented and initially unable to tell the whole story of his terrifying encounter.

In Fire in the Sky Travis Walton relates in his own words the best documented account of alien abduction yet recorded, the story of his harrowing ordeal at the hands of silent captors and his return to a disbelieving world of hostile interrogators, exploitative press and self-styled “debunkers.” Travis recounts the struggle to get a fair hearing, and confronts his detractors with a stinging rebuttal.

Now, the real story behind the hit movie from Paramount – a detailed expose of the campaign to suppress Walton’s story, and first-time revelations of startling new developments. 396 pp.

Ryan S Wood
Wood Enterprises

Is the Experiment here on Earth coming to an End? -Is it all True Series #142

I have from time to time been inspired to write about a Grand Cosmic Experiment, which is being carried out, by some non-human entities or maybe hybrids. It, if you have not noticed, it truly feeling like life on earth is now like a vehicle moving at 90 mph and all the wheels are coming off. We are spinning out of control. Never in my lifetime has it felt this way. Global Economic collapse, monster oil spill in the gulf, America in two wars, one of the most hostile periods in man’s history and let’s not forget global climate change.

And if that is not all enough for the world to edge towards its tipping point, consider this: the entities that have been here trying to keep the wheels on the human cart, may be walking away, back into their inter-dimensional world.

They (these beings) have been here for thousands of years, in the form of angels, grays, reptilians, people of the Fey, many types people worship and many other pure energy beings. And guess what, they have been here helping keep the lid on our world, admittedly never ever peace and prosperity for all, but never has man and all the creatures here faced such incredible challenges. I believe that the only reason it is getting so strange here is because these mostly invisible helpers are leaving us. Their experiment here is coming to an end, exactly why I do not know. Maybe after thousands years of trying to change us, modify us, make us more like them, more peaceful, happier, and more intelligent, they failed.
We have been a Cosmic Experiment seeded on this planet to make the perfect emotional, physical and spiritual being. Maybe we have become too complex. So they (the handlers) are going to let us face Mother Earth and she will do what she does best –recycle.

Now in closing let me say I am probably all wet, all wrong, but one of two things will be coming shortly: total disclosure about our handlers’ existence and their purpose and the other option- things are going to get much, much worse and we will then know we were abandoned.

So no fear, but please, if you see a group inter-dimensional beings walking down the street, all is well on this crazy planet, and if you don’t see them – mediate, pray and maybe it’s not too late.

Sleep tight – having no fear – is the ultimate freedom.


AS they slide back into the other world.
An actual photo shot in the Everglades By MWiz April 2010