Memory of A Promised Visit

It has been driving me a little crazy that there are hints and clues (and even a witness hearing something suspicious) and yet I’ve had ZERO memory of anything–!

Until 2 nights ago…

I was very relaxed and almost ready to fall asleep, just laying down in bed and letting my mind wander. Then I suddenly got a burst of a few seconds remembered conversation somewhere with someone talking about a visit-?? It brought me out of my reverie into being fully alert.

Wait… what?!?

I went over that little piece that came back to me again to turn it over in my mind and try to make sense of it.

I was in a large space, it felt indoors, but HUGE like the walls and ceiling were quite a distance away. I had the visual impression of a periwinkle blue background surrounding me– only very pastel, with some streaks of white and maybe lavender. I don’t recall furniture or any other details, just the general background. I was speaking with a human-looking person, male, I think blond, so maybe a Nordic type. I don’t recall any other details of his looks, as I was likely directed to not look at his face. I was relaxed and comfortable around him and he was just asking me about my life and how things were going for me.

My memory revolves around a piece of that conversation. I had told him that I was honest with my roomies about being an alien abductee and they were pretty chill about it. He asked me how many details I had told them. Well– a lot actually! I told them about how there could be some serious weirdness that comes and goes in waves on top of direct strange things happening to me personally. The house might be affected to the point of poltergeists at times, etc. I told him it wasn’t ethical to not give anyone who lives with me a head’s up that odd and even scary things could occur– but that it would pass again and I was somewhat used to it, etc.

He seemed a bit surprised but actually a little pleased to hear of my openness. He said he wanted to meet my roomies at some point. He asked about work schedules and then concluded that it would be best to stop by on a Sunday evening. I was rather surprised to hear that! (I mean, are they interested in recruiting non-abductees then? Both women are past child-bearing age, so it wouldn’t be for the reproductive agenda everyone is so familiar with!) I showed my surprise to him, but was pretty casual about it like, “That would be nice!” That’s the last thing I can recall, all context for the conversation before is absent and I don’t know about anything else.

I seem to really enjoy the Blond’s company when they’re around… a part of me is still surprised they are contacting me since none of my childhood or teen experiences had any Nordic aliens involved– just typical greys and hybrids with a mantid thrown in every now and again. My contacts with the Blonds were through my now ex-husband. Yet they’re still seeing me?

Though this latest round I have been alert and a nervous sleeper, I’m not scared or overly freaking out in any way. If it is the Blonds who are coming to get me lately, that would make sense. I still resent the way they suppress my memories, but what few I have of being around them is mostly positive. That may be by design to create an impression to use for manipulative purposes, or it may be sincere. I reserve judgment either way until I have enough experience (memories) to decide. Regardless, at least there are conversations about my life as if I actually matter in some way– that’s not so bad, right? Also, they don’t seem to be telling me not to blog about it either.

I waited until Sunday was over to post this, because I wasn’t sure if it would be the first Sunday after our meeting or not. The recalled conversation happened before the bedshaking being heard by Cat– I think Tuesday or Wednesday night? That was the last bedquake experience I remember. The one Cat heard I was totally not even aware of– so who knows how often this is happening and I know absolutely nothing about it? Its seems like I’ve been taken once or twice a week for the last month or so.

I am SO frustrated not knowing more! However, I am grateful I remembered that tiny tidbit of time. Every little bit of recall helps a great deal. I’m hoping for more info soon. Although, just as I am more prepared they tend to disappear out of my life again. I am still a little surprised this is happening now.

I promise to keep everyone updated on this as we go! I’m trying to figure out ways to ‘catch’ them better. Making sure my ipod is charged and I have the ability to record sound or take a pic. Not much I can do if they beam me there and back, though! Le sigh… At Spiral’s End: What’s Left After the Paradigm Shatters is the personal paranormal blog of a woman that follows not only current odd events in her life, but recounts incidents from her past, including lifelong alien abductions, encounters with ghosts and other spiritual beings, and premonitions from either waking visions or dreams. She reacts and speculates about the deeper meaning behind these incidents and wonders– what is the ultimate reality or intelligence behind it all?