"I underwent hypnosis. The usual commands were given to place me in a deep trance, Bernt suggesting I move to a time in my childhood where something out of the ordinary had happened, to become that child and perceive all clearly, to answer any and all questions..."
"I find myself going back. the picture I get is weaving in and out... I feel small, perhaps five years old. I am playing in the dirt next to the driveway...I can feel the heat on my back and the soft, powdery dirt in my hands...something makes me look up."
"I see two small men standing right in front of me. They are about a head taller than I, very slim with stick-like arms and legs with large, dark eyes and dressed in a mottled green garment. Fear begins to rise, but in that very moment everything becomes completely silent and I can no longer feel the heat."
"The birds aren't singing and my fear is gone. I am in a trance-like state. They must have hypnotized me so I wouldn't scream and run away. They each take a hand and lead me along the driveway. I walk in a daze. As we near the end of the drive, the whole area seems filled with a huge, bulky, silver-gray ship. Its rim is far above my head. They lead me up a 'moving walk' and we enter a large, round area-sort of an entry hall with doors all around and a dome-shaped ceiling. We go through a door and down a short tunnel, enter a room with a row of chairs along one wall. The opposite wall is full of blinking lights and small glowing glass frames."
"The two small men turn me toward a little old man sitting in a very elaborate chair. His eyes are not too different from my own. Perhaps the two who brought me in were wearing sunglasses? That would explain the large, dark and slanted eyes that caught my attention at first."
"The old man takes my hands in his, and as he does, I can hear again. he is pale and full of wrinkles, and has a white beard neatly-trimmed to a thin edge from ear to ear. He looks like a leprechaun! The ears stand out a bit from his head and are slightly pointed. He say something I don't understand and as he does a bunch of small 'cubes' start to tumble into my mind, where they get neatly stacked up...they don't hurt me, but as they enter my mind I become terrified. Instantly a curtain is lowered. I am again blank and standing in a soundless state."
"Our discarnate friend Arthur clarified things later. He said the cubes are related to the mind only, that thee are ways of depositing ideas into the mind. 'Perhaps she can touch them mentally ; and get a slight understanding of what they contain,'he said, 'The ideas contained in the cubes are so overwhelming that there is no way she can encompass the whole message. Butshe is getting the feeling of it and it is a little frightening...Alicia is being prepared for a physical confrontation. It could be very traumatic unless conditioning has taken place over a period of years.
"Her early encounter took place physically at the time and space she described, and even though her recall projects a physical picture, the incident was equally a mental experience. The cubes are implanted in order to condition and encourage a specific person to strive in a specific direction, because a race on its own is very grounded in the planet's vibration is therefore not prepared to confront any alien intrusion.'You are almost suggesting that we are really never alone of this planet of ours, 'I interjected. 'No, you are not. You are being watched, used, manipulated-but that is the nature of things,' Arthur responded. 'There are always interactions, a need and wish to assist others, to make transitions easier..the seeds are planted to help you. Without them, you would not develop or dream.
"We are so used to translating things into purely physical terms. We grant acceptance to the physical props we have around us, but is it all right to accept our visions and beliefs in whatever form we clothe them? And once we stop laughing at it or calling it just imagination-UFO sightings and all the rest-perhaps then we can accept. Perhaps a lot of these things, even more that we are currently willing to accept, are our suddenshifts of awareness and vision.
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