My first experience of "contact"

Originally posted by Unity_99
reply to post by SyntheticPerception

 

But that would be more than a earlier race of human or hybrid, or being here. This is more the whole shadow or dark side thing. Far beyond earth. I liked Spike being redeemed in the show, stories of redemption are the best there are.

edit on 25-11-2012 by Unity_99 because: (no reason given)

It isn't the actual vampire that bugs me, just the vampire "meme" or something. Who is this Spike you mention?

(edit) I get what you our saying now. Kinda At least the vampire comparison

reply to post by SyntheticPerception


I would really appreciate knowing what you think of the "Sin Eater" book. I actually finished it today, it spoke to me that deeply. And there was a paragraph - a single paragraph! - that has shaken my perception. It's one of those instances where you know something is true and you want to embrace it even as your "programming" is attempting to fight it.

Don't want to derail the thread, so maybe we can discuss this at some other time, if you wish. Though I can't send messages yet, perhaps I'll be able to reply to one from an established user...?

reply to post by Wyeldfire


Unfortunately (I could be wrong) you can only reply to that message if you have 20 posts. But seeing as I am the OP it would be my decision (i could be wrong) as to what is considered off topic.

Either way I claimed in the OP my arm looked like alien arm..

I think you could post damn near anything and all is well. We could talk about time traveling bunnies if we wanted.



If you are comfy sharing please do.

(edit) For the book, I am in a bit of a financial "rough spot" but it is number one on my list. In the beginning I read a few books dealing with shamanism, and the experience itself felt like what they call a shamantic initiantion.

Thank you for sharing, this is one reason I come to ATS. These kind of personal stories, recollections of dreams and such make me feel closer to other lifeforms I haven't had anything too crazy happen to me, so its not like that, but I just appreciate the sharing of experiences.

Just try not to worry too much about the delusional maniacs running around here... I'm talking about the people who have deluded themselves into believing that they are a doctor... or believing that, even if they WERE a doctor, that that would qualify them to know all there is to know about our universe, or even as small a piece of our universe as the human brain. Yes there are many deluded crazies running around here at ATS We have people here who believe its possible to disprove a negative, people who think they know which religion is correct, people who think they know whether or not there is a God, people who think they know what happens after you die, people who think they can detect whether or not someone is telling the truth... Yes, we have our fair share of deluded crazies around here... They just might not be who some people might assume they are.

In the spirit of sharing, and as a show of gratitude for your courage in sharing with us, I will share the craziest thing that ever happened to me... In my next post

reply to post by 3n19m470


I like suspense, thank you for "building" some ~ and for the thoughtful response. Sharing this encounter has really helped me. Maybe not in the way one would think. As I mentioned earlier, I was not looking outside of myself for confirmation (in the op), but more learning to accept myself for who I am and what I have seen.

Don't get me wrong.. it was amazing to share this and receive such a "welcoming" response overall. The reason I deleted my former attempts was for that reason. I did not want to have to "defend" myself for lack of a better word,

I am excited to see your post, I'll keep an eye out for it.

Namaste

It happened about... 9 or 10 years ago. After my mother died, I moved in with a friend who still lived with his dad, and then eventually we got our own apartment in a one story house that had been broken up into 3 apartments. I don't know the history of the place, and I no longer live there, but nothing really strange happened before or since my experience. I wish I had taken note of the date.

Anyway, it appears to have been a dream, but it didn't feel like a dream, and I have never had a dream like this before or since. The reason it didn't feel like a dream was that the dream started with me "waking up" in my bed, in my room, and everything looked like my room would look at night, including the diagonal streak of light from a streetlamp that shone in through my window past my inadequate ugly 70s style orange drapes onto the wall past the foot of my bed. So when it was happening, I did not think it was a dream, but then I never realize I'm dreaming, no matter how crazy the dream is.

So what happened was, I "woke up" in my room to these little short "things" trying to pull my blankets over my head to try to trap me or hold me still. I guess there were about 6-8 of them and they were about 4 feet tall maybe a little shorter. When I woke up, I immediately sat up, and started fighting, thrashing around and trying to get out from under the blankets, but every time I got the blankets up on one side enough to see a little bit into my room, they, or some of them, would rush over to that side and pull them back down again, and I would pull up another part, and the process would repeat... The whole encounter probably lasted around 10 seconds. I panicked, so it seemed to go longer... But a few times when I ripped the blankets enough to see into the room (they weren't strong enough, or there weren't enough of them to keep me totally trapped under there), I could see at the foot of my bed, a much taller thing wrapped in a dark hooded robe just standing there. It's hood hung in such a way that I could only see blackness and no face. It was standing in the streak of light, but the streak only illuminated part of its robe below the chest. I had the feeling that this being was orchestrating this attack, and was in charge of, if not directly controlling the smaller things. I did not get a good look at Tue smaller things for some reason. I guess I was just fighting for my life so I didn't pay attention. The taller thing was about 6-7 feet tall.

After struggling for the 10 seconds or so, and catching a few glimpses of the tall being at the foot of my bed, I suddenly "really" woke up and it was all over. I sat up and looked around, nothing was there, but I was breathing fast and covered in sweat. I have no idea what happened, or if it was real, or a dream. But I did have the feeling that I had defeated them, or at least prevented them from accomplishing what they came to do. But that was just a feeling I had, and honestly I have no idea. Maybe it was just a dream. But it is the craziest thing that ever happened to me.

reply to post by 3n19m470

it is the craziest thing that ever happened to me.

I could hardly handle seeing my 3 fingered alien hand.. I feel like a wimp.

I probably would have

Seriously.

I have heard other people mention the black hooded "character" and it seems yesterday I added this "figure" in my avatar. Not intentionally, perhaps my subconscious added this,

And some other things :

Haha thanks for sharing your dream/possible reality.

Originally posted by SyntheticPerception
...Flash forward roughly a month, and I believe something is "directing" me you could say. These things are very hard to put into words.. not controlling my thoughts at all.. but a level of communication I was not used too. More like a communication through your environment with yourself, but I would also see this "communication" between others too ~ they were not aware of it. Even part of me started to "speak" back to that part of them. I would notice it, they wouldn't.
...

Interesting - to say the least.
The quoted portion, above...while not the gist of the topic, brought to mind VERY similar experiences of mine.
Recognizing a subliminal level of communication in others (or even, in the environment)...communicating "back", and when questioning "them" (only rarely), "they" stated that they were entirely unaware (of this conversation).
One time...(one of my most terrifying experiences)...I sat listening, while two very different conversations were coming out of the same person. The conversation coming out of her mouth was quite mundane, while the conversation coming out (????) of another realm, was fraught with terror (threat).
Thanks for revealing these portions of your experience/s... Hope you are feeling less "alone".

.I sat listening, while two very different conversations were coming out of the same person.

reply to post by WanDash


Hey there

I have noticed this "duality" in communication (more so in the beginning) as well. It happens in every form of communication to some extent (for me at least), but has become less "powerful" for lack of a better word. It actually feels quite natural now. You realize whether you were aware of it or not, "this" has been going on all along.

The hard part is wanting to make others "aware" but being unable to connect with that part of them on a level "they" are aware of. I am trying to "practice" this form of communication with others and my environment, but the process is not easy.

I definitely feel less alone now that I have spoken to others here on ATS that have experienced these things too.

Originally posted by SyntheticPerception
Hey there

I have noticed this "duality" in communication (more so in the beginning) as well. It happens in every form of communication to some extent (for me at least), but has become less "powerful" for lack of a better word. It actually feels quite natural now. You realize whether you were aware of it or not, "this" has been going on all along.

The hard part is wanting to make others "aware" but being unable to connect with that part of them on a level "they" are aware of. I am trying to "practice" this form of communication with others and my environment, but the process is not easy.

I definitely feel less alone now that I have spoken to others here on ATS that have experienced these things too.

Quite a thread going, here...
I'm only on page 3, now... Hope to catch up before the night is through.

Hope you had a safe and happy holiday

reply to post by SyntheticPerception

But i am curios if you'll be able to reply.

Well, that didn't work Oh well, here's the paragraph (mostly):

"I could name tens - maybe hundreds! - who had harmed me, betrayed me, manipulated or tried to control me. But so what? If I had lost my way as a result of their actions, the responsibility was mine. They would be answerable for their sins (if sins they were) , because everything we do has its consequences. My responsibility was for my own sins; for allowing myself to be caught in illusions, influenced by others and my purpose to be weakened. No one but I could be accountable for that."

reply to post by Wyeldfire


Hey

I will offer my understanding on such things. Maybe something in the words can help you deal with issues we have shared.

If I had lost my way as a result of their actions, the responsibility was mine.

I do not think you have "lost" your way at all. In fact I would think you have found you way. It is IMO great you have accepted "responsibility" in stead of blaming "others". Looking back at my experiences with negative things in general, I have found the people who a believed had once wronged me actually halped me grow the most.

They provided the catalyst so to speak for the inner growth I achieved. I am now thankful to those who have "wronged" be, as I see them now taking time away from their self growth to help teach me things I needed to learn.

Looking back through my life this has become clear to me, whether from an ex girlfriend, neighbor, random "jerK at the store, everyone.

My responsibility was for my own sins; for allowing myself to be caught in illusions, influenced by others and my purpose to be weakened.

From my perspective nothing is sin, all are forgiven ultimately, the hardest part is forgiving yourself, for what you "think" are sins.

Trying to find something for you BRB

reply to post by Wyeldfire

The Man in the Glass



When you get what you want in your struggle for self

And the world makes you king for a day,

Just go to a mirror and look at yourself,

And see what that man has to say.



For it isn't your father or mother or wife,

Who judgment upon you must pass;

The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life

Is the one starring back from the glass.



He's the fellow to please, never mind all the rest.

For he's with you clear up to the end,

And you've passed the most dangerous, difficult test

If the man in the glass is your friend.



You may be like Jack Horner and "chisel" a plum,

And think you're a wonderful guy,

But the man in the glass says you're only a bum

If you can't look him straight in the eye.



You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years.

And get pats on the back as you pass,

But your final reward will be the heartaches and tears

If you've cheated the man in the glass.



Dale Wimbrow (c) 1934

1895-1954

reply to post by 3n19m470


my aunt is a nurse and she claims to see the hooded black cloaked guy anytime someone is going to pass away.. i don't know if that has anything to do with your guy or not but that's what it reminded me of... death. I have no idea who the little minions might be.. but thanks for sharing your story.. it's interesting.

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I wish I could U2U you!

I will respond under my comments section..

Thank you so much..

reply to post by SyntheticPerception


Thank you for that.

I think that particular paragraph struck me because it was as if the universe was making it very clear that I am ultimately responsible for every aspect of my self - including the tears and fears and stunted growth I've blamed on others. Without going into long, boring details, I will just say that my beginnings in this life were based on the reality others created for me by others via lies, codependency and power plays. It's taken a lot to get passed that. And I'm happy to be at a place where I can even entertain the concept of every action, thought and emotion I have being my responsibility - and my blessing to shape and experience.

reply to post by Wyeldfire


I read that thing straight through just one break to eat a waffle. Such a good book..

Resonated and validated so many personal experience etc.. also I had many "aha" moments so to speak. I am still taken back by this whole exchange in a way.

I really needed to come across something like that right now. It has been two years since the encounter in the OP and although life has been getting MUCH better after the experience I still was holding onto "something", that book has helped me "let it go".

It is just crazy in a way. Had I not got over the fear of posting this & had you not been as persistent as you were getting your message to me, & had you not decided to be so generous to an absolute stranger..

I wouldn't have been able to let something go that has laid dormant since this encounter..

The universe works in mysterious ways

I appreciate your sharing this with us! What you’re describing isn't so unlike many personal stories I've read in books or experiences that I've had myself. Dreams play an essential role in a spiritual awakening. Many people do not realize this, but we often communicate with spirits while we dream (or more specifically, they connect to us.) Those who are more capable (perceptive) will attract more entities than others and gain more from these connections. Just as a quick talk with a stranger can have a profound impact on one's life, the influence of a spirit (even if unconscious) can be profound in other ways.

It definitely sounds to me that you have been experiencing a shamanic awakening. In many cultures, across the world, for thousands of years, shamans were the community leaders, healers and artists. At a young age, a Sensitive would be initiated into a trance to aid this awakening. Drugs would be given to assist him in many cases, as he had to be pushed the full way through the experience (the body-mind often automatically rejects a true spiritual awakening, as it threatens the ego's state of dominance.) When pushed fully through the awakening, the ego is split (although not really lost) and the person reawakens as a shaman, now fully awake (spiritually aware) and now able to handle spirits (good or negative,) as well as virtually all other challenges in life.

Shamans were and are often praised as living gods, as the Spirit has fully awoken past the confines of the ego and they may learn much from the shamanic spirits which guide them. In modern society, a Sensitive has no such guidance. We are alone and confused, sent to specialists who diagnose us as crazy, delusional or over-imaginative. A Sensitive is often given drugs to suppress this awakening (rather than to encourage it) and even shock treatment if necessary (although I am not sure if this is used anymore.) Modern society is material-minded and has no understanding, or tolerance, for anything which boldly contradicts its assumptions about reality. As I have often said, spiritualism has always been an intrinsic part of the human experience, and yet now, as we have advanced technology and science, it is "silly" or even "crazy" to believe in non-corporeal entities or worlds. Only what can be seen, studied and examined exists as far as the establishment is concerned.

True artists usually stay pretty tight-lipped in interviews (as true art is a shamanic gift (a true artist is a spiritual medium.) I often find it amusing to see how they downplay the reality of art under a veil of mysticism (which works for them because people are intrigued by a mystery.) Likewise, I find it amusing to watch the hacks propping up a false veil of mysticism to seem "artsy." Most can't tell the difference, and what's more, they probably truly don't get the difference themselves.

Likewise, there are true psychics (I have met some online,) and then there are hack psychics. Many people know that a lot of fortunetellers are hacks, and this gives the psychic ability a bad name. Just as hacks make art look like BS (anyone can draw and act "artsy",) so too do hacks make psychic ability look like a cheap trick that anyone could do. They annoy me.

reply to post by LoneCloudHopper2

Just as a quick talk with a stranger can have a profound impact on one's life, the influence of a spirit (even if unconscious) can be profound in other ways.

I am trying to get better at it At first I was terrified when things would happen.. perhaps I had to rid myself of my shadows so to speak. The "spirits" I feel now have more of a playfulness about them. It is hard when you want to try and tell the person what is going on but any attempt at doing so would make you look nuts.

It definitely sounds to me that you have been experiencing a shamanic awakening.

That was how I felt or feel best resonates with what I have read. Pretty sure I had "died" 3 times at least or at least felt "death". Also the being ripped upart and then allowed to put myself back together likeness of a shamantic initiation. Then the hallucinations etc

(the body-mind often automatically rejects a true spiritual awakening, as it threatens the ego's state of dominance.) When pushed fully through the awakening, the ego is split (although not really lost) and the person reawakens as a shaman, now fully awake (spiritually aware) and now able to handle spirits (good or negative,) as well as virtually all other challenges in life.

This feels "right" as well. Pretty sure I had an absolute ego death a few times.. the first time was insane I often wonder how I am able to function in "reality" any more.. but then I realize I am actually beginning to view the world in a more real way.

Communicating is hard though.. I am getting better but I still have many distortions that get in my way.


Thank you for such a detailed response,

I do not claim to be special though, in so much as we are all special so that rules out anything special going on inside me.