24 November 2015 0 Comments

Remembering the Santa Rosa Encounter

War Bonnet

Sometimes memories are locked away in places that aren’t necessarily secret but for some strange reason they are placed in obscure places, undisclosed even to us. A run of the mill day can pass by without any forethought or care beyond the expected and then all of a sudden with no warning, we recall an experience that we swore to ourselves we would never forget. It’s moments like this that remind us, we are not alone and that sometimes there are unique encounters, that change our world just by a chance meeting. It’s these fleeting moments in time when we are taken from our comfortable existence, and thrust outside the box of accepted reality into a world of unlimited possibilities.

To put it simply, memories changed my world. Not just any memories but parts of my life that were remarkable beyond any definition of the word. Unfortunately for me, up to a certain point, these memories were purposely blocked, gathering cobwebs of forgotten moments in time … but by whom?

These hidden memories, came rushing at me like a broken dam, crashing into my subconscious, one summer day when I was driving on the Westside of town in Albuquerque, New Mexico in 2003. It was a day just like any other with the exception of being invited to participate at a children’s festival at a community center.

Strangely, as that particular morning progressed, I found it hard to prepare for my performance because a headache came out of the blue, increasing in strength as the moments ticked by. It was a peculiar kind of headache because it felt as if my head was going to explode, almost like my subconscious was trying to break free from something. I could feel intense pressure from behind my eyes and at the top of my head. It was very painful but I forged ahead anyways as best I could and started the drive to the community center, excited to see the kids.

Time seemed to slow down a bit and it felt as if I was held back by multiple lights turning red, one right after the other. I decided to turn on my dance music so I could pass the time better. While I was waiting at one of the red-lights, a golden, yellowish dash of light, literally rushed towards me and through my front windshield, blinding me for a second. I felt tingly feelings in my head and I felt an unusual pulsating rhythm of something foreign, touching my body, taking it over one pulse at a time. A film strip started to flash before my eyes showing me past experiences of being in spacecraft’s, and interactions I had with various ET races from childhood on up to adulthood. As I sat completely paralyzed, something literally took over the car and drove me to the community center. The flashes of memories slowly faded away once I was in the parking lot. I almost thought I must have passed out, but then that didn’t make any sense because how did I get there in one piece? It was all I could do not to lose my sanity, right then and there. I was too shocked to cry and barely made it out of the car. Once I regained my composure, I walked inside totally frazzled but I knew I had to act as if nothing had happened. Who would believe me anyways?

Later that day after I returned home from the center; tears filled my eyes along with the feelings of relief mixed with utter bewilderment. It was as if the illusion of normalcy melted away, along with my sense of who I thought I was. For a few months, as you can imagine, my mind was literally a confused mess.

Recounting each memory was like looking into a scrapbook of a forgotten life. They were surreal, comforting and frightening all at the same time. I felt like a mixed bag of emotions, conflicted, numb and exasperated but after awhile, each memory seemed to find its place within my transformed existence and I was almost human again. Subsequently, I was able to place certain memories into a various categories that together started to make sense.

There were memories that were extraordinary and then there were some that played a greater role in shaping my life, even though I didn’t know it. One such memory that I would like to share with you, stands out in particular because it happened in a lackluster sort of place, near Santa Rosa, New Mexico. The memory was unusual for the mere fact that it took place while I was working cattle with my ex-husband, Kelly. Does the movie, “Cowboys and Aliens” come to mind? My encounter wasn’t action packed like the movie, but it was interesting in its own way.

It was around 1984 when my ex-husband, Kelly and I decided to go and help out a friend who was hired to manage a small cow and calf operation on the outskirts of Santa Rosa, New Mexico. It was summer and I remember the heat was really intense more so because it felt like we were in the armpit of New Mexico. We pulled our caravan of horses, chickens and dogs towards a corral that was on a dirt road, forty five minutes away from the main highway. The welcomed sunset wasn’t much of a reprieve from the heat and the wind most of the time, seemed to be non existent. The only bright spot about our campsite was riding out before sunrise and seeing the sun cast its first rays of light upon the vast open spaces.

One morning, we set out to locate some cows and calves we hadn’t seen for a few days. It was already hot by about nine o’clock in the morning and I was really uncomfortable and sweaty. We rode our horses around a bend in the road that opened up into a large ravine. As we got around the bend, we saw a saucer shaped craft on a tripod that was about 30 to 40 feet in diameter about 20 yards away from us. As we rode towards this amazing sight, we saw a tall blonde woman standing next to it. I couldn’t believe my eyes but contrary to me, my ex-husband acted like it was a sight he had seen many times before.

As we rode up to the spacecraft, the tall blonde woman waved at us, smiling and we waved back. We got off our horses and walked towards her and the silvery-grey colored craft. The blonde woman was beautiful and tall, about 6 foot or more and she was wearing a grayish, silver body suit that hugged her body. Kelly walked over and started to talk to her but I decided check out her amazing mode of transportation. I felt compelled to touch the craft and ran my hand along its smooth surface. It felt like stainless steel yet softer but what I found most interesting was that it wasn’t hot to the touch. Being that the sun was beating down on it, I found this kind of weird.

The tall blonde woman spoke English and she told us that she was doing some repairs on her spacecraft. She indicated that the sun was a source of power for her craft. How … I don’t know. I initially got an invitation to follow her into the craft but Kelly declined. Once we got in, we had to crawl towards the center because it was very compact. I noticed that the windows were small. I had assumed since I was a Star Trek fan that all flying spacecraft had to have big windows. She laughed and thought it was funny that I had issues with the size of the windows. There was a silver colored pillar positioned close to what looked like her cockpit, with one of its panels off. I could see the inside gadgets and different colored lights but when she told me how it worked, it went over my head because her technology was beyond anything I could understand.

I asked her if I could go for a ride, (who wouldn’t) and she told me no, that it would be very uncomfortable for my body, almost like an out of body experience that would become very painful. She said the inside of the space craft wasn’t suited for humans in flight. I looked for another seat and she sensed my curiosity. She said that it was designed for just one person. Her seat looked like a metal lawn chair that was positioned in a way that had her lying down, slightly bent at the knees, an arms length away from the control panel above. I didn’t think it looked very comfortable but she assured me it was and I believed her.

When we got out of the spacecraft, Kelly was smiling and asked me how I liked it. I blurted out, “I’ll never forget this day, ever!”

The tall blonde woman smiled at me and told me that she had no choice but to make me forget. I didn’t understand what she meant by that and told her, becoming a little hot under the collar, that there was no way I would forget meeting her and being inside her spacecraft. In my mind, I knew it wasn’t even possible. Yet again, she told me very apologetically that I would forget and just before I could get another word out, time stood still for a split second and the tall blonde woman became a blur. Within an instant, I found myself back on my horse riding up on a ridge looking for the cows and calves. Kelly was smiling and I was wondering what he was smiling about. When I asked him, he said, “Oh, nothing.”

Our time together lasted six years beyond that encounter before we split up. I ended up moving on to another state. As time passed, I eventually lost contact with Kelly. By the time my memories came back, I hadn’t seen him for about 15 years. I wasn’t even sure I could find him, so I could get some kind of validation that this encounter actually happened. In the later part of 2008, I was lucky enough to meet up with a mutual friend of ours, who was planning on visiting Kelly in his home state of Texas within the coming week. He said he would be more than happy to convey my unusual question to Kelly for me.

A few weeks later, I got the phone call I had been anxiously waiting for. Kelly told him to tell me, “I’ve been waiting all this time for you to remember and was starting to wonder if you ever would.”

That one phone call, in many ways, changed my life just as drastically as that fateful day when my memories came back. I had so many questions for Kelly, like first and foremost, why was my memory blocked and his wasn’t? Kelly invited me to come visit him so we could talk face to face about that encounter and any others that I remembered. Unfortunately, as fate would have it, I wasn’t able to get to Kelly fast enough because he died a short time later in the first part of 2009. Just imagine what those conversations would have revealed…

I realized something important from the one validation I did get from Kelly, that in the scope of things, what matters is that the memories came back to me and I’m aware of them now. But I must say, there is apart of me that would love to meet up with that tall blonde woman again just so I can say, “I remember.”

23 July 2015 0 Comments

Warrior Class of Aliens

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Sometimes I get information which can become very scary especially for the very fact that I don’t go looking for it. This is one of those incidences where I was shown information by being placed in a specific location. In this instance I was in a Russian underground base in a location where there was a huge room cut out of rock with innumerable uniformed military soldiers who where in-front of screens that looked like holographic images. There seemed to be 3 screens in-front of each soldier. I had assumed they were either engineers or had special training in the specific programs they were working in.

Before I get ahead of myself too far, let me set the location first. I went to bed one evening and fell asleep quickly. All of a sudden, I found myself in a woman’s bathroom that was large with deep basins for washing up with long curved water faucets that reminded me more of a laundry room service. All the women spoke Russian. I had washed my face and felt the cool water on me which felt odd since I could feel the duality of both places, especially with my bed-sheets around me from my own bed. The women were military and it seemed like everyone was hastily getting dressed and cleaned up for the day.

I walked out of the washroom and sat down onto a top bunk bed that seemed to be familiar to me so I could only assume it was mine. I could look out and see the extremely large room beyond my bed that had the row upon rows of holographic screens on top of desks. I was talking to a soldier closest to me and I can only presume I spoke Russian with him. I asked him pointed questions about what he was doing. He was very evasive at first, more flirting with me than anything. I was trying to keep the conversation going when all of a sudden an uncomfortable feeling washed over me and I started to get very afraid. The soldier looked very uncomfortable and he told me gruffly, that I didn’t want to know what was going on. At that moment I threw the covers over my head and tried to hide … from what I felt was coming my way.

A huge Alien walked past me and in my minds eye, I saw he was massive in size with the stature of a giant. He was minimum 7’5″ to ten feet high. His skull had two protruding bone like rims in the forehead area. His skin was like a dinosaurs with protuberance like bumps coming up from his skin. His neck was extremely think and his shoulders and chest area were bulky and massive. Even though I was hiding under the blanket, he was able to show himself to me with a type of telepathic ability that was invasive and intimidating. He wanted me to see him and it seemed to give him pleasure knowing that he made me intimidated and uncomfortable.

The soldier didn’t look at the Alien as he walked by but I could tell he was ready to pass out! I pulled the covers off my head and watched the Alien walk into the massive room where the soldiers where sitting at their desks but I have to say, what struck me odd was that not any of the soldiers freaked out with his presence or indicated that he wasn’t suppose to be there. I knew immediately that this was what the soldier I was talking to meant when he said, I didn’t want to know what was going on.

I woke up feeling exhausted and quite literally felt like I had jet lag as if I had flown in the evening before. It took two days to fully recover from this experience but fortunately days later more information came to me.

The Alien group working with the Russians, have come a long ways in pursuit of our planet. They require some sort of mineral and they have found that we have a lot of it here on planet Earth. There have been a few ghost towns here in the US that have been bought recently for the very purpose of mining the mineral this group of Aliens need. From what I learned, this Alien race is trading their technology with the Russians. This includes their type of spacecraft which are fast, evasive and made for attack advances. They are a warrior class of Aliens who don’t really fear much and they decided that the Russians best fit their ideologies and ethics.

If more comes to me, I will let you all know.

26 April 2015 0 Comments

Taken to a Parallel Reality

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Part 2 April 16th, 2014

I lost time or woke up in this reality and then fell asleep and woke up back in time to see that we were on the ground, actually on a road and the transporter was being driven like a car. It was a 4 lane highway and we were traveling through tunnels of rock that were reddish-purple. It seemed as if they leveled a lot of rock to create the 4 lane highway because there were boulders and major rock formations all around us. Our lane had two arrows, pointing either to the left or straight and the lane to our right went in an entirely different direction. The right lane went into a tunnel or under a bridge while we went into another tunnel that had tracks on it like a train. It seemed like the transporter had no wheels but levitated off the ground. Once we went over the tracks, the speed of the transporter went much faster unfortunately at an uncomfortable speed. I could feel the intense pressure getting stronger and then my heart rate went up. It was like the transporter kept going faster and faster without slowing down and the speed was beyond anything I had experienced before or I should say remember experiencing. It was almost unbearable.I could feel the pressure through out my body for the rest of the trip.

We suddenly stopped at a building that seemed to be underground. The group of people I was with, were escorted off the transporter and directed up some stairs to the main floor of a building. It was a massive building that had a huge open space with different levels of open rooms and areas. There were about 200 of us so I had to assume some people arrived before my group and some in other transporters following us. I noticed that everybody was dressed up and I vaguely remember changing my clothes before I went on the transporter. It seemed to be an important gathering of people, like a special event.

We were all directed to a location where a huge spacecraft was waiting for us. We had to step up onto a platform and then go up some stairs. One of the maintenance crew for the spacecraft, dressed in the same light brown jumpsuit said, “Congratulations and welcome aboard.”

I stepped up and almost missed the handrail as I was getting to the last step. I thought it was funny that I almost fell especially since that is something I would do in this reality. I then walked into a long hallway that had chairs that were white with cup holders built into them. They were either white leather or a weird sort of plastic that looked like leather. On the other side was what seemed to be a large window or something shiny, reflecting back light? There was a group of elderly women and a few men to my right who were laughing and talking loudly as they sat down. One woman in particular had short salt and pepper hair and she was wearing a white top and skirt. For some reason she stood out in the group. I walked past them and came to the end of the hallway and could turn either right or left. I turned to the left and walked along another hallway into a big room (almost as if I knew where to go) the actual room was where the humungous front window was located in the front of the spacecraft. It was massive, 100 feet wide by 50 feet high.

I decided to sit down on a chair not far from where I turned to go down the hallway by the massive window. Again no matter where I looked, the chairs were all white and looked like leather or a weird plastic. They all had cup holders in them and little side tables. When I sat down, there was a seat to my left with a key on it. A man was looking at me and I think he wanted me to take the key. I didn’t feel comfortable with him looking at me and I didn’t want to take the key. This definitely was weird but I just ignored him.

I was wondering where Savanah was at this point because I wanted to experience the excitement with her being on the spacecraft. I knew she was enjoying her friends so I decided to get up and walk to the front of the spacecraft so I could be closer to the massive window. There were seats that were positioned like theater seats towards the window. They swiveled so people could turn completely around and talk with each other. There were seats positioned on the sides facing the theater chairs. They were a few steps up and seemed to have a function that was for more casual sitting, snacking etc. I sat down at the end of an aisle just 3 rows back that faced the massive window.

A scientist and his female companion were sitting behind me. I know he was either Tesla or Einstein. I recognized the hair and I knew that his companion was a scientist as well. The scientist was wearing a dark suit with a tie. His hair was long and kinky. It was salt and pepper in color and he had a dark mustache. His female companion had dark blonde hair, up in a bun. She was dressed in a blouse, skirt and sweater. They seemed to be in their early 60’s. I knew them and looked at them and they seemed to know me. They seemed to be responsible for all of us being in this spacecraft. He tried to give a speech but nobody was listening. He eventually laughed and gave up and said, “If anybody heard me, do a little dance!” I laughed because I knew he said it because he knew I was a dancer plus he was looking right at me when he said it. I answered back, “That would be easy!”

The spacecraft started to levitate and fly at this point and we all knew we were on our way to an amazing place. The atmosphere in the spacecraft was just like we were in a building on the ground. I could feel nothing and yet could see we were up and flying when I looked out the window. Nobody could feel the spacecraft accelerate, including me. It was a very comfortable ride and the temperature inside was perfect. There was no way to know we were flying at an unimaginable rate of speed.

We approached our destination within what seemed an hour and I remember that I was so excited because I knew where we were going. (I had been there many times before and yet at this very moment of writing this experience, I can’t remember the name of the place or where we went.) I ran to the front of the seats and so did the two scientists behind me. We were looking at buildings built on top of a bluish, limegreen ocean. The scientist who looked like Tesla or Einstein declared, “We have the best seats in the house!” I laughed and thought what an odd comment, one that seemed old fashioned.

The spacecraft angled down and a building came into view that was octagon in shape with long angles going up and out from the roof. I knew there was a huge city below the water and that the building was just an entrance point and landing strip.

I couldn’t contain my excitement so I ran to the massive window, feeling a little embarrassed at first but then a few other people came up, a young woman to my left and a few people to my right. I just couldn’t believe how lucky we were to be “going” back to this place. As we went closer and closer to the building the experience faded…

24 April 2015 0 Comments

Taken to a Parallel Reality

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April 16th, 2014 Part 1

Sometimes I am taken to places that are immediately familiar to me and yet not nothing is familiar or close to this reality. It’s as if I have two lives in parallel realities.

With this particular experience, I again found comfort in familiar surroundings and peoples faces. I happened to wake up from my dream body, surrounded by a group of people. I felt as if I was truly awake just as I am now writing and sharing this experience with you.

The group of people I was with, and myself were all invited to a social gathering in a building that had amazing angles to it and circular shapes from the roof and the sides of the building. The ceiling was amazing beyond anything I have ever seen here, it was high up and seemed to have a surround sound type of wall structure to it that made our voices loud but with no echoing. This place was a port and we walked towards an area where there were steps towards a craft called a transporter that was strange in shape, almost deceiving.

Many of the people that were walking along with me, I knew. This was strange to me because even though I knew I knew them, I couldn’t place how or why they were familiar to me. For some strange reason I felt my daughter Savanah was with me but I also knew that in “this” reality that she was at school. Yet, I also knew she was with me in this experience so it made me feel like I was in two realities at once. Savanah had been a major part of this experience in the past so I always associated the buildings, ports and people with her and me being together. I actually saw a young woman who was Savanah’s same age and who I knew she was friends with in this group. The young woman was taller then Savanah with brown hair and skinny like a model. I waved at her and she smiled at me and for some strange reason, I knew Savanah was hanging out with here and their group of friends.

I didn’t panic because I couldn’t find Savanah,I knew the group of young people she was with, were all exceptionally gifted students. I wanted to leave her alone because she was after all a young adult at this point so I knew she needed her space.

As I continued to walk, I could see the transporter which was white and shaped like a shuttle train. There were windows along each side where the seats were. For some reason, I was able to look inside the transporter and out of the windows and over it, all at the same time, at will. The inside seemed bigger than what appeared on the outside. It actually looked narrow like a train. Inside the seats were spacious and comfortable, almost like being on a private plane yet much wider.

The transporter did many things, it flew like a plane or could be driven like a car and also went on railroad tracks like a train. It was created to be multi-functional. I sat in a chair that looked out the front window by a man who was the driver. The man driving (flying) the transporter had on a light brown jumpsuit and a helmet on with big earphones located on the outside of it. The helmet seemed more circular then helmets here based on what our military and motorcycle groups wear. He was seated in front of a control panel, preparing for lift off. The transporter then levitated off the ground, circled around the landing strip about 10 to 15 feet off the ground.

We slowly went over an area where there were mechanics and aviation personnel on the ground below. None of them freaked out or stared at the transporter so I assumed we were at a terminal type of airport where the transporters were flown out from. We slowly went over to a man in the same kind of light brown jumpsuit as our pilot. He held up an instrument that was circular in shape. It was clear as glass like a large crystal ball with metal wrapped around it in different directions. It had a liquid in it that swirled like fire almost like how the surface of the sun swirls. It had a bright yellow and reddish color to it.

The man held up the object to some place under the transporter to give it, its energy. Within a few minutes, we immediately sped forward like on a rollercoaster except the speed was very intense. It felt like we were dropping even though we were lifting and going forward. It almost felt like too much G-force at first, more then we could handle as a group of people and then we gently were pushed back into our seats with the pressure easing up and going away. It was pleasant after that and I was able to enjoy the view instead of dealing with my queasy stomach. We flew over a city and I thought that we must be quite a sight to see but nobody paid us much attention and that was because as I looked around, there were transporters everywhere in the sky.

23 November 2014 0 Comments

Rainbow’s Diary

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New Additions 11-23-14
These two additions from my diary have always stayed with me through out the years. I decided to share them because I think people need to know that there have been visitors coming here for many years. I feel if people need proof at this point in history then they really are living with their heads in the sand. We all instinctively know what is the truth. In today’s day and age, people are accustom to bury the truth deep within them. The more technology, the more foreign our higher-selves become to us.

The Men in Black memory, is one of many. The Alien-Men in Black taught me when I was a little girl so I tend to have a love-hate relationship with them. The government, Men in Black are just agents who take on the appearance of the initial Men in Black. The only similarity they have is the way they dress, beyond that there is no comparison.

Spacecraft and Children

Written down 9-8-2010
I was invited as a special guest to visit a spacecraft that was positioned close to earth. The human looking visitors were familiar with earth and they often came to visit us from what I was told.

I was standing in an unusually shaped spacecraft that served like a classroom of sorts for various types of curriculum’s being taught to these visitors kids. We were all in very tight corridors so I knew it was a small spacecraft that operated more like a transportation vehicle. I was walking around many children who looked just like children on earth. I had the feeling that the mothership they came from was massive and not far away, though I can’t recall seeing it, I had more a feeling it was not far away.

The light inside was very bright and I was taken aback because the children seemed really excited to see me. For some reason I was compelled to tell the kids that I was from earth and immediately the hostess who was showing me around, anxiously told me not to tell the kids where I was from because I would scare them. This was so odd to me but it was made clear to me to keep quiet. I wondered why they felt this way about earth…

The children seemed to move at a faster speed then me and my mind had a difficult time slowing them down. They were highly intelligent and they obviously exuded a higher frequency then me. A little girl came over to me and started to excitedly talk to me but she was giving me a really bad headache. I immediately felt dizzy as she focused all her attention on me. Her speech sounded like it was on fast forward and I couldn’t keep up with what she was saying.

She was around 9 or 10 and her brain function was so much higher then mine and I could tell she didn’t understand why I couldn’t understand her. She assumed because I looked like her that I was just like her.

I came back from this experience very humbled because the children were just so much more intelligent then not only our kids but most adults here. I remember the hostess telling me that they learn at a very fast rate. In a silly way I almost wished that some of their intelligence would have rubbed off on me. I knew I was human and without a doubt that just wasn’t going to happen.

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Men in Black/a Pointed Needle/a Voice behind Me

The year of this experience wasn’t written down but I believe I was in my late 30’s. The first thing I remember was that I was tied down by my wrists and ankles to a large chair that made me look like I was a small child. It reminded me of the electric chairs in years past that they used in prisons. This one must have been for very large people.

There were two Men in Black standing in front of me by a doorway. They weren’t the white skinned Alien type but government agents. None the less, they were dressed completely in black, including sunglasses. I really didn’t like them and my animosity was growing because they seemed to be making fun of me. I lunged forward trying to get at them and realized I was tied down by my wrists and ankles.

A voice from behind me told me to look at my right palm. My wrist was untied and for a minute I thought maybe I could untie myself. The voice told me to take my right palm and place it over a long, pointed needle that was about a foot long and pyramid shaped. I immediately felt uncomfortable and I told the voice emphatically, “No,” and then said they couldn’t make me. The two Men in Black started to laugh and I again instinctively lunged at them which made them laugh even harder.

The voice told me again to place my palm over the needle and I again said “No!” All of a sudden my right arm moved on it’s own which was the weirdest feeling I have ever felt and I immediately knew I couldn’t stop it. I watched as my right palm moved over the sharp point of the long needle and no matter how much I focused, I couldn’t stop my right palm from being pricked by the needle. I blacked out as soon as I felt the tip of the needle prick my palm.

I believe the purpose of the chair was to intimidate me and make me feel like a small child. What I can say is because of the experience, I realized that I acquired a different kind of perception, almost like my frequency was altered, more sensitive.

Addendum:
I saw no cut or prick on my right palm after I remembered the experience happened. There were no marks on my wrists or ankles. My palm in no way felt sore or showed any signs of being messed with. I was agitated beyond belief though, and I honestly think I could have taken those Men in Black on and beat the crap out of them.