An unusual contact night
Last night I went out for another low key contact night. I was very tired again, having spent much of the day on the computer and I had been exercising during the hot day.
On nights like that, when I go out, I try to make contact with much less focus than when I’m energized and feeling really attentive. Typically I don’t try to tune in any of the other senses because I’m just too exhausted to make the shift. Sometimes I don’t even ask for contact – I just enjoy the stars and sometimes contact happens incidentally. Last night was one of the former kinds of nights. I was tired and didn’t put any real effort into what I was doing.
During the night I saw what I assumed were 13 satellites, an invisible kind of sheet lightning (there were no clouds) and 3 very distinctive “blinkers” – the first a bright gold colour, the second a very luminous white and the last a very rapidly flashing luminous white. When the first one appeared, something very strange happened to me. I burst into tears – tears of joy. That’s very atypical in the experience of seeing a luminous craft. As I have said many times before, when you have a face to face encounter, you will often be overwhelmed by emotion and nausea and sometimes you end up a blubbering mess with no control of your emotions. But it doesn’t happen in connection with seeing the craft. At least not in my experience.
Anyway, I spoke to them and explained how I felt. Later I was able to establish a telempathic connection with that craft and I learned it was a Sarpalxn (Sarlen) craft. They told me how many other craft were present, how many would later arrive and who the different races were. But at about the same time as the first blinker appeared, something else happened that continued through the night. It was something I could have clarified with the Sarlen but I didn’t. I didn’t want to know because I didn’t to have my curiosity dampened.
It was initially a very dry still night but a light wind came up and continued on and off through the night. I heard a couple of frogs in the creek and in the dry swamp area and a single cricket. But over this I kept hearing this other sound. Imagine if you will the sound of wrist sized branches or pieces of wood hitting on each other and that sound hybridized with something like a drawn out frog chirp. The overall sound varied between harmonious regular rhythms and irregular rhythms. Sometimes it was slow and sometimes it was fast. And it sounded like dialogue. Initially I thought to myself that it had to be the trees rustling in the wind. But in all my years of being outside at night like this, I have never heard such a sound. At one point I went down to the creek to listen to the trees moving in the wind and the sound was totally different. What was strangest is that the sound moved around me – starting somewhere in the west behind my head, moving to the east and then around to the north. I found it very peculiar. At one point I sent a message out to the effect “I know you are here. I can hear you. I am sorry but I am too tired to see you. Please appear to me if you wish me to see you.” Nothing seemed to happen but the sound continued for 90 minutes.
In hindsight I wondered if my emotional reaction may have been related to the presence of entities on the ground. I don’t honestly know.
The closest parallel I have to this experience is hearing a particular Insectoid race, that I have yet to talk about much here. They haven’t visited me in a number of years and I was told that they were present in a craft last night. But this sound and the sound they make, are actually very different. They make a higher pitch sound, which is very crickety-clicky like.
It’s not unusual to hear sounds during contact nights. Foots steps, strange high or low frequencies, whooshing sounds and so on. Sometimes seemingly in your head and sometimes definitively out there.
When I am well rested and I go out for contact, I shift between the other senses I’ve described to you before and am often able to see entities moving around me. So it’s not unreasonable to assume, on a night when I am too tired to tune in with the other senses, that something similar is happening. But when you can’t use those other senses, it really is an entertaining kind of enigma. It’s like you’re playing hide and seek in the dark – but you never get to find them. You’re left at teh mercy of trusting your ears and your body !
I guess this was another one of those “well there’s a new one !” kind of experiences. I never cease to be amazed at what else can happen.
I love going out under the stars and letting my consciousness open to the heaven – whether I have contact or not. But Dude often pokes fun at me about making contact that way.
I suppose the reality is that contact can happen anywhere – even where you least expect it – like on the toilet ! But it’s so nice to go outside and feel naked and free before the stars !
I feel so humble when I go outside and make a simple request for contact and beings form elsewhere in the cosmos make the EFFORT to come and visit. They have such profound compassion. If only we could become like that, when one day we are the alien !
Posted on December 16, 2014, in Contact Nights, Contact Series, Extraterrestrial Races and tagged aliens, ET and I, ET contact, extraterrestrials, Insectoid, Sarpalxn. Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.