Memory of A Hybrid Woman In My Living Room (March 2006)

One morning this week I was lazing in bed, awake beyond a doubt, but just musing to myself. Very relaxed, and not thinking about anything in particular. Then my cat, Jazz, jumped up and settled in next to me and I pet her distractedly.

And spontaneously, without any other prompting than my cat, I had this quick flash of a memory of seeing her skittering along the floor, scared to death, sort of low to the ground but still moving fast…

… Huh? What?…

Then it came, a few seconds of memory, clear and bright…

I had just been returned by greys. I was standing in the living room, not far from the front door, in the cabin I lived in from 2006 thru 2007 in Ohio. Someone unseen but ‘felt’ was behind me by the back door out to the deck, but we had just come in the front door.

She knew what I was watching, of course, being telepathic. I said, “Yeah, my cat doesn’t like you either!”

That’s where the memory ends.

That was rather shocking and stark! I had to be sure to write it down, even though of course at the time I have the flashback I don’t feel like I can forget it again– but experience has taught me that my expectations are overly optimistic. Memories of the aliens are very slippery things, and this is not by accident. Memories recovered later can be lost again.

I had not recalled seeing Diana during my 30s at ALL before this. I had some vague memory of there being a confrontation on a ship where she was watched with me and found to be lacking professionalism when it came to me and taken off my ‘case’ or something. I couldn’t tell if that memory was a staged show or test (which they do a LOT of) or a real thing that happened. I know that though I saw her a lot as a child, teen, and young adult– I feel now quite certain I haven’t seen her in at least a decade. Maybe this memory was of the last time. Maybe that’s why that visit seemed so different.

I think it may be connected to THIS memory, where I woke up massively freaked out, but also pissed off:

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Please note that the front door WAS actually physically open, so at least some portion of the events were real, not just mental projections or dreams. Something happened that night, but reality itself was a little ‘off’ as well.

Also, when I awoke in bed to the “little girl’s” voice, I knew it was a hybrid and not a little girl. They can sometimes sound like children or have freaky high voices because they have a narrow neck and larynx. Anyway, the rest of the story that I did not tell then to LJ, though I spoke to others about it, was that I heard that line and I was absolutely FURIOUS! I was freaked out and scared regarding the strong memory of seeing the front door left open when I knew I had locked it closed, but I also knew I had just returned from somewhere and I was pissed at the female who chided me. I was affronted that she would tie an alien abduction to going to heaven, and also that I was not “good”, and ALSO that SHE had the right to judge me on any of it!

A LOT of things happened that led up to this point. Both Gerick and I had 2 bouts of flu, back to back, while we were attempting to move to the cabin from the house I called The Box that we had rented up until then. I had a miscarriage after the second flu, and then I was having these horrific cluster headaches (around my right eye) for hours at a time that were so bad I was banging my head on the wall for the momentary relief of a split second. (No shit– those headaches are THAT bad!) I had never had cluster headaches before then. Gerick took me to the local rural hospital, but they just gave me painkillers– they didn’t even examine my eye! I looked up remedies for cluster headaches and read that marijuana could help, and we knew plenty of people who had it, so I got some — and a couple of tokes ended my cluster headache in less than 10 minutes! It also proved to be a quick cure for any subsequent ones, which were exceedingly rare after that February/March period.

SO– as you can read, I had smoked some weed before events of this particular night, but it was mild stuff, and I took a puff or two. I had not consumed enough to hallucinate or have the weird effects I had that night. I realize for those who don’t ever take the stuff, this may seem confusing or iffy, and I understand that. But it’s like having a half glass of wine–  not enough to make you drunk, just a little relaxed. And in my case, I wasn’t taking it to get high, only to stop the headaches that make migraines seem like a picnic in the park with teddy bears!

I believe Jazz helped me remember seeing Kira, Gerick’s fat black cat, running from the aliens in the living room. They are of a similar enough build. (I got Jazz from the stray cats who lived under the cabin, so at the point where I think this happened, she wasn’t yet born. She was born the winter of 2006/2007.) Still, I think it’s very odd for that to be a memory prompt, but who am I to complain?

As you can read for yourself, I was thinking (hoping) that it was just a dream, or a spirit thing. Its a case of denial. I knew darned well that the “fairy lights” always and only come around with the aliens! I was totally going around that. Too– at the time I wasn’t as open about being an abductee in public, and so I was trying to explain some suspicious events in a way others could ‘take’ it, if that makes sense?

My being pregnant, getting the flu, and then the cluster headaches, probably prompted the aliens to check up on me. They always wanted me to have kids, and there I almost did (for the third and last time) and yet again it didn’t work out. (A lot of women with CFIDS don’t successfully bear children.) The second round of flu also really worked out my heart. I had one night where I was sure I was going to die, my heart was pounding so fast and hard– like I was running a marathon for hours! I can now understand why the flu kills older people who then die of heart attacks–! Um, yeah… Scary!

So I have to wonder, if the timeline matches, if Diana was angry at me for my bad health (which wasn’t my fault) or for something else that happened that got her kicked off my case. I have no idea. I only have one more small piece of memory to add to what is more holes than swiss cheese, so the best I can do is speculate. It feels right to place this in March of 2006.

Amusingly, because it was before I had put 2 and 2 together, I had noted at the time that we had all this weird activity when we first moved, after I unpacked, and then it stopped after a few weeks. I thought maybe it was due to magickal stuff I either was or was not doing. HA! Wrong! We had an alien intrusion– that was why we had all the strange poltergeistic activity– and then They stopped coming for a while and things died back down.

Incidentally, it was while I lived in that cabin that I finally put it all together. I had ideas and hints before that the aliens ‘broke’ reality in some odd ways that caused side effects from way back in 1992 as I’ve recently shared. However, I second-guessed myself and really needed a couple more examples before I was firmly convinced. And for many years, when I shared these experiences online, I hedged and termed events as dreams half the time, even when I was awake. I apologize for any confusion this creates. 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?