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Alien Abduction on Feb. 12, 2019

Before what happened in the wee hours of this morning, I’d had one of
my really bad insomnia nights due to chronic head and neck pain…and
general restlessness. I went to bed earlier than normal because I was
so tired from not sleeping well other nights, just after 9 p.m. I did
manage to fall asleep pretty quickly due to total exhaustion, but woke
up around 1-1:30 a.m. and was up most of the rest of the night tossing
and turning. I’m sure the cats got fed up with me moving around so
much. I should also mention that I had a chiropractic session at 5:00
p.m. yesterday. My current doctor does a lot of muscle
testing/kinesiology and he diagnosed another annoying health issue
(besides the brain crushing head pain for 23+ years that was made much
worse last April). During my appointment with him, he finished off by
doing some work on my skull. He worked on a dent on the left side of
my skull, and did a bunch of work on the very top (crown chakra area)
of my skull where the seam is as skull plates merge. I recall him
saying that he could feel energy releasing as he pushed pretty
aggressively on the seam. During a session on February 6th, he was
fiddling with my skull and said something like, “Your skull is
certainly ‘unique’.” You would have heard him said it, but he meant
ODD. So, I jokingly replied, “Well, that’s because I’m an ET hybrid.”
Without hesitation, he responded with, “Oh, do you know from which
planet?”

So, getting back to last night, I recall glancing…yet again…at the
clock and it was around 4:30 a.m. Suddenly, I was out. I don’t
recall drifting off, but all of a sudden I’m having this detailed
dream that seemed random. I can remember being with my parents and
sister at some shopping mall. I was watching this scene from a
distance, kind of, because I was looking at the mall and trying to
figure out which mall it was. It looked very familiar. Finally I
recognized it and thought to myself, “Ah ha! It’s XXXXX!” (I can’t
remember now, which mall it was but I think it was one in Los
Angeles…where I lived for 22 years.) Then, it seemed like I was on
Facebook or something watching one of those “memory” videos that
popped up, of my dad on the ground…in that mall…doing something.
I almost want to say he was break-dancing at 83. LOL! I can’t
remember what exactly, but he was moving around on the ground, then
got partially up, then laid back down. Cut to, a totally different
scene. I was with my sister in my current car, Ruby, at night,
stopped somewhere when this gal in another car drove up and whacked
Ruby’s fender area. I was pissed and yelled at the gal, as she drove
off saying she’d not done any damage to my car. We took off after
her. (Those who know me know how much I love my red Honda Fit.) She
had driven to this party where people were outside around a bonfire.
We got out of Ruby and I got a good look at her fender, and there was
damage! As I was about to confront the jerk woman, she took off and
disappeared. Then, there was another scene change. It’s still
nighttime, but Kelly and I are standing on or near a bridge enjoying a
pretty night sky. That’s when the “dream” shifted…and became
different. It’s hard to explain it, but it just didn’t seem like a
dream. The whole feel was different and I can remember the next parts
better. (Normally I can’t remember a dream more than 60 seconds after
awakening and it’s now hours later but I can still recall it.)

I looked straight up overhead to see a fleet of different types of
UFOs — including huge mother-ships — and immediately thought “UH
OH!” as I found myself flat on my back on a grassy yard. As I’m
laying there, my head starts swirling. I got dizzy and my vision went
woo-woo as the sky lit up and swirled around. I kind of felt like I
was in a vortex. I knew I was about to be taken, and prayed that they
were friendly beings, not the hostile/dangerous type. I looked over
to see this alien being scamper toward me. I say scamper because
he/she/it didn’t walk totally upright. It moved more like an
orangutan using it’s long arms a lot to get around. To be honest, I
expected the stereotype of a grey, but I don’t recall seeing this type
before. I’m curious to find out what beings took me, but I’m not
finding pictures online of what I saw. I know for a fact that I was
abducted from my Albuquerque house years ago (woke up with burn marks
on my wrists and vaguely remember standing in my backyard in my pjs
with my arms overhead as I willingly was lifted up into a UFO) and
this scene that I saw during this early morning’s visit kind of
reminded me of my old backyard, but I’m not 100% sure. A question I
have right now is, did this happen at 4:30 a.m. today, or was I having
spontaneous recall of a prior abduction? Anyway, I saw the being come
up to me, and the next thing I know, I’m naked on a table with long,
thin fingers on my face and head doing something. I think there were
only 3 fingers on each hand, but there may have been 4. I lean toward
saying 3. The hands were gentle as they worked to put some device
around my head. It was definitely uncomfortable at the very top part
of my head, which is where they seemed the most focused. (Where my
doctor had been working yesterday.) I can still kind of see the
helmet thing. Where my crown chakra is, there was a circular
electronic thing, and then there were metal branches that came down
around the sides and back of my head to support it and keep it
tethered to my skull. My face seemed to be exposed because I can
STILL feel the fingers on my face! It was SO vivid in terms of the
feeling of touch and other senses. For some reason, I don’t remember
getting a good look at their faces. I do think I saw them, but it
seems my memory has been erased. There is a vague feeling of seeing
eyes…but I can only really see their hands clearly in my mind now.
This is kind of funny, but it seemed that they were concerned I not be
afraid of them. They wanted me to know they weren’t there to hurt me,
despite the thing on my head hurting a bit. So, they tickled me to
make me giggle…which I did! I clearly recall laughing as I’m very
ticklish. But, I was also freezing cold on that table and kept
wishing, “Jeez. I wish they’d turn up the heat in here if I have to
be naked, or at least put a blanket on me.” I can still feel their
really long and thin fingers touching me all over.

This is just a feeling I had while they were doing whatever they were
doing to my painful head (yes…I wish they had done surgery to fix my
neck damage…but my headache SUCKS today, not that it’s ever good),
but at one point when things got brighter inside the ship, and the
gizmo was on my skull, I had this knowing feeling that my psychic
ability would become remarkably stronger. I think, but can’t prove
it, that they were adjusting my pineal gland or crown chakra and kind
of giving me a tune up.

The next thing I know, I woke up about 4 minutes before my 6:00 a.m.
alarm…in bed…wearing what I’d worn to bed last night. That’s why
I’m not sure that what happened wasn’t a memory from years ago. But,
I think it was early this morning because of the coincidence with my
doctor appointment the day before. And, the way I was suddenly just
OUT after tossing and turning most of the night and then boom,
instantly awake again…but about an hour and half later. I should
mention that my friend in Nambe, which isn’t far from where I live,
has been seeing ships near her house on a regular basis. She and her
partner just got a good quality camera and are hoping to get some
footage soon.

If you have any idea what alien race I encountered, please let me
know! I really, really wish they’d repaired my spine/skull damage
though. Maybe next time. Living with a 24/7 horrid headache sucks.

In Light,
Atheria

The Zunis & the Star People

This video of Clifford Mahooty has been showing up every time I search YouTube for things the past week.  Although the title intrigued me, because the video is over 2 hours long I didn’t click on it.  But, it came up again tonight so I decided to start playing it while doing my hour of yoga.  Well, WOW is his talk fascinating!  You have to watch this if you have a curious bone in your body.  He talks about everything from UFOs to the poles shifting, cats seeing interdenominationally…and Trump, who he refers to as a “trickster”.

I almost fell out of a yoga pose when he said that Los Alamos (of all places) is a portal for ALL medicine men!  “The star people came out of Los Alamos….Bandelier.”  Holy moly!

I need to drive to the Zuni pueblo.  There are people who can look into you via looking through a glass jar to see what’s going on inside you.  Maybe they can see what’s causing the 24/7 awful headache and neck pain that no doctors can figure out after whiplash.

He does mention Chaco Canyon during this talk, and I’ve been feeling very called to camp out there again.  I’d go this weekend, but I’ve got too much going on.  I will go later this month or in September.  The pull is STRONG.  Last August or September when I camped out, I was visited by an ET.  I wish I could recall what she said to me, but I can’t remember.  I do know I was told something very specific.

It’s really interesting just how blatant ET/UFO contact has been over the centuries with Southwestern USA Native Americans.  There are tons of old drawings that are clearly aliens and UFOs.  And, they have stories passed down through generations that are clearly about aliens.

Well, I’ll stop rambling on so you can watch the video.

Ipa, Sampa (Peace)…

Atheria

 

Dolores Cannon…who I wish I’d met!

I am suddenly OBSESSED with the late Dolores Cannon.  I’d heard her name years ago but didn’t pay much attention.  But, she appeared somewhere this past week and now I’m freaking obsessed with her!  I’m watching old interviews/talks with her and cannot get enough.  This is the one I’m watching right now.

I am getting afraid as I’m wowed watching this.  She mentions that many ETs don’t eat food, they eat light.  I channeled YEARS ago that humans would eventually progress to where our food was color/light and that we wouldn’t need fruits, veggies, grains, etc. anymore.

Billy Meier just came up in this video, and back in 2002 in my channeling class, when it was my turn to use a Ouija Board with my teacher to find out who my spirit guide was, a Plejaran/Plejaren/Pleiadian named Alora showed up.  Alora not only reprimanded me for thinking being abducted was funny, but also told me that I was from where she was from and told me to look up Billy.  I’d never heard of him back then.  She said that her people wanted to work with me, but needed permission to do so.  I’m like “YES!  Work with me!”  But, since then, I’ve struggled horribly and not known what I’m supposed to do.  That being said, I feel I’m close to making a dramatic life change in terms of work.  Things are getting weirder and weirder.  Most recently, all my clocks are dying.

Time will tell.

Atheria

I met a grey in Beverly Hills

Back in the early to mid 2000s (had to be before I moved to New Mexico the first time of 3 — so far — in early December 2005) I met this very gifted sculptor one day at Beverly Hills’ yearly “Affair in the Gardens” art show in the park along Santa Monica Blvd.  There were lots of very gifted artists there that I chatted with, but this one artist drew me into some interesting conversation that I now can’t recall the details of.  I was fascinated by D.E.’s energy.  You know how you just mesh with some people and get into these magical conversations?  Well, that was it.  We ended up becoming friends and would talk on the phone for hours.  He was psychic, like me, and was very versed in things that I didn’t know much about at the time like the Illuminati, the World Bank, conspiracy theories, and Earth changes.  We talked about ETs in an off-handed kind of way.  He warned me about California and said that his connections had told him that it was NOT safe to stay there much longer and he had been told to go to the Colorado area due to it’s elevation and not being near coasts.  He was very serious about it.

Sometimes I can be clueless, and I really should have caught on sooner than I did.  Anyway, when we’d talk on the phone, 4 hours would seem like 15-20 minutes.  Time got warped.  It was weird, but I didn’t catch on…as I said.  Then, one day he offered to do some healing work on me for my chronic head and neck pain.  Well, I’ve had a lot of healers work on me, but the energy work he did on me was the oddest thing I’ve ever had done to me.  At one point, I was on my back while he worked on my solar plexus area.  His hands did frenetic, weird, SUPER FAST movements pushing into my gut while his breathing was very exhausting sounding.  It was like he was doing a very vigorous workout with weights.  I think his eyes were closed, but it’s hard to remember now.  When I flipped over and he went to put his hands on my damaged neck, I think (if I’m recalling it correctly), he quickly pulled them off with an, “Ouch!”  He said that when he went to touch my neck, he felt burned…it was super duper hot.  So, he had to work around the periphery of it.

Whenever I’d look at him, something seemed off about his energy and body, but I could never quite put my finger on it.  It was almost like, although he looked like a human guy to the average person, something wasn’t quite right.  It was as if he was wearing a human suit that didn’t fit perfectly…but not so off that people who weren’t psychic would notice.  His neck always seemed slightly too long and his head too small…but really slightly.

His sculptures were FABULOUS.  The man was very talented.  But, it wasn’t until I was at his place looking at some of his newer works that I noticed a penis.  Then I noticed a breast, and butt, and vagina, etc.  He had sexual body parts hidden as part of his sculptures.  Ha!  A turtle’s head and neck was a penis, for example.  I hadn’t noticed that earlier.  Now, all that I was fine with, and rather amused, but something that came out later I was NOT okay with and is why I ended up distancing myself.

While talking to a friend about him, she suddenly started asking me questions about him like, “Do you lose time when you talk to him?”  Yep.  I can’t recall all the questions now, but I answered yes to all of them.  Then she said that she had dated a grey years before and that D.E. was a grey alien.  I responded with something like, “Oh, come on…”  But then…

“Coincidentally” during our next phone call of 4 hours that felt like 15 minutes, D.E. told me this event that had recently happened that he thought was so funny.  This couple that had purchased some of his art invited him to their home for dinner.  When he showed up, their 4 year old daughter answered the door, took one look at him, pointed at him, and started screaming, “Mommy!  Daddy!  He’s a grey!”  I was silent as he really eerily chuckled on the phone.  I was thinking, “Oh shit.”  But, as much as that kind of scared me, it also was intriguing.  Gotta say, though, his laugh was eerie.

What finally caused me to not want to interact anymore with him (and I think he psychically picked up on it as he stopped calling) was this one conversation that somehow led into talk about pedophiles.  Needless to say, I’m horrified by pedophilia.  But, he defended it.  He went on to talk about history and how it’s just our modern day prudishness that thinks it’s not normal for people to have sex with 12 year olds…that long ago you had to start having babies young because people didn’t live that long, etc. etc.  He creeped me out and I suddenly worried that I was friends with a sicko.  That was our last contact.

Now, what’s extra suspicious about him probably not being human is that there is almost NO sign of him anywhere when I Google.  The only thing I found was some info about a lawsuit he filed where the website was dated 2008.  It’s like he totally vanished off the face of the planet.  He probably DID vanish off the face of the planet!  I mean, with the type of work he did, as an artist, he should be somewhere on the Web, but, nope.

I’m wondering now, if he reacted the way he did when he was doing healing/energy work on me was because I’m not human either…but I’m a different ET group?  There was some reason he felt the need to tell me all these world secrets and such.  But, me maybe not being human is for my next post.

Toodles,

Atheria

Labyrinth…not the movie with David Bowie. :-)

labyrinth

While in DeVargas Center in Santa Fe on Saturday I ran into a friend who not only is a great astrologer and search dog trainer, but also does Reiki.  She could see on my face how bad my constant headache was and kindly offered to work on me in the mall.  Of course I said “Yes please!”  Her hands immediately got warm and I felt the tingling of energy flowing when she placed them on my neck.  She explained that she also incorporates another form of healing with Reiki that involves working with a square/rectangular grid that always appeared on the patient.  Well, “always” except in my case.  She said that instead of the usual square or rectangular boxed grid, my neck showed her a circle.  Then the circle morphed into a spiral, and then into a labyrinth.  She didn’t know what to make of it, but just went with the flow so-to-speak.  My gut reaction to the labyrinth image was that it was depicting the complexity of my 22.5+ years of pain hell that over 100 MDs, healers, etc. cannot figure out.  I know for a fact that I’ve died by neck injuries in numerous lives, so there’s THAT.  Plus I have a real (actually…3 now) neck traumas in this life, with the most recent being last month.  I can’t help but feel that there is something I’m not getting, so my guides are getting increasingly aggressive about “whacking me in the head”…maybe until I get to the point where I simply cannot survive in this much pain anymore.  It’s not that I’ve not tried to help myself, believe me.  I’m not a lazy person by any means.  I just can’t figure out the damn message.

Regarding my neck damage, my body has continually either not responded to what doctors have done at all, or had really weird reactions to their attempts to get me out of pain…including sometimes getting worse.  I’ll never forget the look of total fear (thinking LAWSUIT) on the face of the head of neurosurgery at UNM a few years ago.  He injected a nerve in my head with something…expecting that I’d say, “OMG!  The headache and neck pain is gone!”  But, nope.  Instead, I developed extreme vertigo he could not explain.  He shook my hand after one visit with, “I can’t help you.  Good luck.”  I had a top guy at Cedars Sinai in Los Angeles tell me that they knew I wasn’t faking the pain and signs of nerve damage in my face, but, “We can’t figure out what is causing your symptoms.  What we see in MRIs don’t explain the headache and face droop.  Try hypnosis.”  Gee…thanks a lot, doc.  Another top neuro in Santa Monica said I should have symptoms I didn’t display but had symptoms he couldn’t make sense of.  He mentioned removing part of my skull but couldn’t promise it would work.  Ummm…no thanks!

Then there’s my endocrine system that is SO weird, I had a very experienced endocrinologist in Santa Monica keep sending me back to Cedars Sinai for more blood tests because he thought the results could not be mine.  Each time, my hormone values came back weirder and weirder.  He finally got so exasperated he said, “I think you’re an alien.”  BINGO!  Supposedly, it was “impossible” to have my numbers yet have my body do what it was doing.  Well…not in Atheria’s world!

When I became severely hypoglycemic in 2010 MDs couldn’t explain it either.  Once again, blood test results didn’t match my severe low blood sugar attacks.  Only one guy mustered a guess and warned me that I’d probably become diabetic years later.  And, yes, my body is trying to become diabetic now…but I’m fighting it.  I am not overweight by any means, so even THAT is odd for Type 2.

Then there’s the IBS with idiopathic constipation life-long issue (since birth) where eating tons of fiber does not help at all.  I actually do better with less fiber I think.  As a kid I’d have to put spoonfuls of wheat bran on all my food and take mineral oil with Senokot, and I’d still struggle.  By the way, Aloelax by Nature’s Way is a freaking godsend!

Why I’m even mentioning all of my personal health issues is to talk about how opposite normal I am.  When doctor/healer after doctor/healer can’t make sense of how your body behaves, you start to really wonder…”Am I not human?  Am I just wearing a human suit?”  When a holistic doctor a few years ago muscle tested me for foods, it annoyed him to no end that my body actually LOVED coffee.  (I say that with much glee!)  His attitude was that coffee was not good for anyone, especially someone with hypoglycemia (at the time) so he begrudgingly said, “Well, don’t increase your consumption.”  LOL

As you know, I am a psychic medium and trance medium…often of ETs.  Perhaps there’s more to my connection to ETs than I thought.  Maybe I am an alien.  Years ago while walking around Hollywood, this thought popped into my head, “You don’t belong here.  This is not your home.  You are not one of these people.”  Then there’s the very dramatic reaction I had during a session with Eric Pearl in 1996 where I left my body, traveled through a tunnel, and was plopped out into the universe somewhere.  Beings were standing behind me and we were “talking” telepathically.  They showed me this star cluster WAY far away and I was hit with indescribably strong, overwhelming homesickness.  I started hysterically crying.  Eric was asking, “What’s happening?!”  But, I was crying so hard I couldn’t speak.  I’ll never forget that feeling.  The beings with me said, “We know you don’t like it where you are, but we want you to know that we’ll be with you from now on and you will be brought home when you’re done with what you need to do.”  I then zoomed back through the tunnel.  No wonder I have issues really connecting with places (except Taos) on Earth.  This planet just doesn’t feel like home.

If any of my ET friends are reading this, I’m ready to go home now.  I’m “over” this place and suffering in pain.  Beam me up, Scotty!

Tired in No Man’s Land,

Atheria

Federal Government and Aliens

I just learned from a fellow contactee about Emery Smith who is ex military and worked at Sandia Labs.  He went public to save his life after some assassination attempts.

https://www.thehighersidechatsplus.com/forums/threads/emery-smith-insider-whisteblower-et-autopsies-ufos-and-more.7652/

https://www.gaia.com/person/emery-smith

He confirms that Sandia Labs, Los Alamos Labs, and the infamous Dulce (cow mutilations and famous ET/military shoot out) are connected underground via tunnels and that ET work is real.

As someone who suffers from spine damage (since 1995) and constant pain, pay attention starting around 13:00 into the video interview on The Higherside about inflammation and how our bodies can heal themselves except for the energy around us and toxic food!

Emery seems very credible to me…not nuts at all.

During my first REMEMBERED abduction experience in 1998 when living in the Hollywood Hills, I was taken to a lab underneath downtown Los Angeles.  I was shown hybrid babies in test tubes full of fluid.  The first group that took me, and brought me to this lab, treated me very much as an equal.  I’m a very emotional person, normally, but when I was with them, ALL emotion was gone.  I functioned 100% on logic…all left brained.  About two weeks later, a DARK ET group took me, and I think they took me to find out what the first group showed me.  I’ve never been so scared in my life.  It was horrible.  I laid down on my apartment floor begging God, “Please don’t let them know I’m in here.”  Then lights shown in my door’s windows and I blanked out until the next morning.

It didn’t dawn on me, because sometimes I’m dense, “Why did the first group bring you to this lab, treat you as an equal, and show you what they were doing regarding ET/human hybrid babies?”……until someone a couple of years ago, “Do you think they showed you the lab because you are a donor mother?”  Now, I have had hormone problems my entire life.  At one point, a VERY experienced endocrinologist in Los Angeles got so dumbfounded by my hormone levels (he kept sending me back to Cedars Sinai Hospital for more bloodwork) that he got exasperated and said, “I think you are alien.  What your body is doing, and your hormone levels, are IMPOSSIBLE.”  I went for about 15 years without periods, so if eggs or a fetus were taken, I’d never know.  (At 51 and getting MORE regular and fertile, I now joke that I’ll probably be able to get knocked up at 65 due to unused eggs.)

A couple of years after my 1998 downtown Los Angeles lab experience, I was at a party where someone (very nonchalantly) said to me, “Oh yes, there’s an ET lab underneath downtown L.A.  What better place to put an alien lab than in plain sight?  There are so many distractions above ground…no one looks down.”  That made sense.  Up till then, I had dumbly assumed remote places like Roswell and Area 51 (it’s real) were where stuff went on.  But, it’s more intelligent to put stuff underneath a huge, glitzy, easily distracted city than a remote place in New Mexico or Nevada.  Look up the Denver airport and how it distracts people  so they don’t notice its Masonic imagery and clues.  (After Jesse Ventura’s episode aired, DIA removed the imagery.) — Side note:  I briefly dated a gifted psychic medium in 2004 who is a Mason and Scottish Rite member, who…wouldn’t give me details due to secrecy, admitted that he witnessed high magick stuff that freaked HIM out….and he was not easily freaked out.

I’ve heard for years that there are underground tunnels between Sandia Labs, LANL, Dulce, Taos (Taos hum), and Denver.  Despite being a psychic medium and channel, I’ve shockingly never heard the Taos hum (gladly…as I’ve heard it’s super annoying and I adore Taos), but I will say that I don’t get hungry there.  If I could bottle Taos up and sell it as a diet aid, I would!  The first time I ever visited Taos (August 1998) I happened to meet a fellow Los Angeles person while lost in Arroyo Seco (my favorite Taos area) and she said to me, “Do you notice that you don’t get hungry here?  Normally I’m into Doritos by 3 p.m. but I don’t need to munch while here.”  Yep.  I have to force myself to eat in Taos.  I think the energy is so strong there it feeds your soul.  I have documented in pictures that my green eyes get greener in Taos.  It’s odd.  Last year I was talking to a Taos Pueblo member and he told me that when geologists were surveying the pueblo property, they came upon a weird magnetic field in front of grandma Taos Mountain that they could not explain.  Hmmm…

As fate would have it, I met a retired Sandia/Los Alamos Labs guy weeks ago, who flat out said that yep…the Labs are involved with ETs.

Well, I’m tired and need to do my daily yoga.  But,  interesting things are going on here in the Land of Enchantment.

In Light,

Atheria

Patient Seventeen

A friend just told me about the documentary, “Patient Seventeen”, on Netflix…which is about alien implants in humans.  I’m watching it right now, and while watching the movie, I had this sudden “AH HA!” realization/suspicion hit me.  Back in August of 1996 when Eric Pearl did his first 3 healing sessions on me, something occurred during the 3rd session.  He couldn’t pinpoint what it was, but he sensed something going on in my right upper chest to right shoulder area.  During my sleep that night, I had a major out of body experience, and slammed back into my body with such force, it threw me half out of my bed…and I re-entered my body through the EXACT spot he had sensed something going on in.  It was after that moment that I started hearing voices, having visions, sensing spirits/beings, etc.

Anyway, every single time I go through TSA at airports the past few years, they have to pull me aside and pat me down because something shows up on the x-ray machine in my right chest/right shoulder area!  I’ve even worn totally different bras with no wires, etc. and it doesn’t matter.  It always confounds them when they find nothing VISIBLE there.  I’m wondering if I have an alien implant in my right upper chest near my shoulder?  It’s certainly possible with my history.

You should check out the documentary.

Wondering,

Atheria