Published: 9:57 AM 7/21/2009
Horseshoe Bay, just outside of Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada
There are two parts to this: one is the "dreams", the other the actual (sort of semi-encounter) with what I believe was a spaceship.
Well, since I was about 6 years old, I've had lots of dreams of living on another planet. The dreams occurred in chronological sequence, sometimes years apart. They all pertain to the same "storyline" so to say.
I used to tell my parents about them. My dreams were so vivid and detailed, I'd talk and talk, and they'd indulgently listen. My dad was a dentist, my mom a real estate agent. I am a doctor now. Nothing much was made of these dreams.
Once, in medical school, I typed up a long letter and sent it to Prof. Heyneken (sp?). I waited with baited breath for a reply, but none came. Anyway, since then this is the first time I'm telling someone about them again, I should say that I believe in dreams that are "vision" dreams, that people get at times.
I've had a number of those also as a child, predicting events, and visions of scenes of my future life which then came to pass. Anyway, my point is, I believe that my dreams of another planet and associated events were vision-type dreams, not made-up images like other dreams.
Without going into too much detail, this is in essence, what I dreamt: I lived on another planet. It was a huge planet, divided essentially into a highly advanced part, technologically and culturally, and a "third world" part.
I dreamt of scenes of different people's lives on this planet, maybe 3 or 4 different individuals. One was where I lived in a very tall skyscraper type of building on the "lower side" of the planet. The scene was that I and my family were looking out the window at night, and watching a triangular formation of spaceships fly by overhead.
They made no sound, and it took less than a second for them to traverse the huge expanse of the sky. We knew that these spaceships were on a test flight, from the "advanced part" of the planet, which we would never get to see. It was legendary to us.
I don't think that I ever saw a formation of planes fly in such a way when I had in that dream. I'm now 46, and I must have had it at about 8 or so. We didn't live anywhere near an airport, and I didn't watch anything other than Lassie and Flipper, pretty much, on TV. So the dream image of this formation flying was very new and interesting to me.
Another scene was that of an aeronautical engineer I think now, that's what it must have been), a person supervising the building of spaceships. It was highly technical of course, and when I woke up, it just all seemed to be like Chinese to me.
I remember explaining mathematical formulae and scientific things to someone. I was never good in sciences, and for me to dream of being a spaceship engineer at the age of 8 or thereabouts, is pretty farfetched.
Another scene was that of me being someone of a team going on a long trip on one of our spaceships. I was talking to/ or being given telepathic information about the trip. I was going to be one of a team of surveillance staff, going to a planet called Earth.
I remember how foreign that name sounded, as if I never heard it before. The other person explained that Earth was a tiny planet that "we" had been observing for a very long time. We had a "no interference" policy for the most part, but intervened strategically at times to steer the development of Earth and its inhabitants. (This is before I ever watched Star Trek).
I don't recall the exact words used, other than the name earth. But that was the gist of it. I also got the impression that we were very fond of earth and its inhabitants, almost like they were much younger siblings. I was excited to go on that trip, even though it would take a very long time.
Another scene, which I believe I dreamt quite a long time afterwards, was me actually being on a spaceship on our way to earth. I was looking out a window and marveling at the beauty of space. We then stopped at a (brace for this) zoo of some kind, with species collected from other planets.
One of the next scenes I dreamt was arriving at earth. Everyone was excited, some of us had been there a few times before. I clearly remember earth suspended in space, against the pitch black background. We were still far away, so its diameter was that of about a tennis ball, or not even.
What I noticed was a large reddish-brown patch on earth, and that's what I most remembered when I woke up. I didn't know what it was, but I found it weird. I always thought earth would be blue. Many years later, it popped into my head, that most likely that was Africa.
Anyhow, I had no further dreams beyond that, in that particular sequence of dreams. I had many many other dreams of life on other planets, and spaceships. Like seeing life through different people's eyes, people who live in those places.
Like standing on a shore of the sea on my planet, at night, and seeing 3 moons all at once. But not thinking anything about it, because it was normal to me in my dream. Only when I woke up I thought "hang on."
When I was a student at university, in my undergrad program, I had a very powerful dream one night. It was just a split-second thing, but I woke up with it in my head, and it kept popping up in my memory for days. It was "me", as in someone standing on another planet, looking at the stars in the sky at night (again), and seeing a large V, formed by stars.
It wasn't anything intrinsically exciting or interesting, but somehow there was a special meaning associated with it. Again a few years later, I was at the university library, being bored. I was browsing through book stacks, and grabbed a book on astronomy.
I opened it up randomly and read the words "the stars as seen from a planet near Antares would look like a "V." I don't remember the exact words. But I was stunned. I had instant goose bumps all over me, and I wouldn't be surprised if someone told me my jaw dropped.
It's like someone having a revelation about something very important to them, an epiphany of some kind. I thought that I understood at that point that all my "crazy" dreams since childhood, that were so clear, detailed and powerful, and that I drove my poor parents nuts with, those dreams were maybe more than just dreams.
You know how people always say or feel like they don't belong here, like they could feel more at home on another planet. I had always felt that way, but thought that's just normal teenage angst. But that feeling was always strong in me, until I met my husband in 1983.
Slowly, slowly, that feeling faded and I stopped having dreams of space/other planets etc. (Only on occasion now, but nothing as powerful as when I was a child).
Anyway, next thing of interest was the "event". Nothing as exciting or interesting as an abduction, but to me, it was very personal and important. I was perhaps 18 years old, staying overnight at my boyfriend's house. He owned a house overlooking a large bay, near Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada.
My bed faced a huge window, in fact the whole wall was a window, overlooking the bay. That night, I had been sleeping fast. I "woke up", i.e. became conscious, and I was already sitting up in bed, expecting something.
I felt like I was being "summoned" into consciousness, like someone saying "wake up for a moment." I was wondering how I got into the sitting position, awaking from deep sleep already sitting up, waiting for something. I stared out the window into the night darkness over the bay (there were no curtains or blinds).
I remember seeing all black, but nevertheless patiently waiting for something I knew would come, and at that time I wasn't questioning anything at all. Suddenly a very bright light appeared from window-left, and traversed the long window-wall swiftly in a straight line from left to right, then disappeared again.
I knew it was close by, but there was no sound whatsoever. I felt a strong connection to that light, as if it was a car with people inside it who were my dear friends that I hadn't seen in ages, and no time to stop and say hello. That's the feeling I had.
I suddenly felt very sad and lonely, and was going to start crying... but I think what happened is that I fell right back into my deep sleep, without ever really fully waking up, like in a trance, I think it would be. Only when I woke up the next morning, right away everything came back to me, and that's when I started to question what had happened.
I think that's it, really. The nuts and bolts. I believe that one day we will acknowledge the existence of a type of energy that we can't as yet measure or explain, but which allows telepathy, ESP, and prophecies.
Once we do, we can work out the Unified Field Theory. I think that, as little or near-nothing that I know about particle science, that energy I am talking of is the exact same force that makes it possible for the principle of ENTANGLEMENT to exist.
That energy, I believe, is instantaneous and acts outside the realm of distance, just like with two entangled particles. It's the same energy that I believe allowed me to "see life on other planets" through the eyes of other beings.
Also for my mother to wake up from a nap on her sofa in Canada, in utter panic, knowing something terrible had just happened to her son in Germany -- she ran to the phone, dialed his cell phone number in Germany, and he was sitting by the side of the Autobahn, in tears and in shock; he had just had a high-speed accident with his BMW, had to brake in order to avoid a collision with another car, and all of his 4 tires blew in the process. But he was unhurt.
My mother also "psychically" heard in her sleep one early morning the screams of hundreds of people. I remember how disturbed and puzzled she was by this, until we heard in the news that the space shuttle had exploded.
We believe that she had "heard" the screams of the crowd witnessing the event, simultaneously, regardless of distance. Just like the mysterious energy connecting two entangled particles.