I have wondered, doubted and questioned every experience I
think I had then. But boarding the craft
on which Ashian arrived is the most real event that took place during this
time. I do not doubt it, even though it
happened in the subtle realm not the 3D physical realm, and here’s why.
There were many things that happened during that period that
crashed through the boundaries of ‘normal’ life. On one occasion, I found myself in Merlin the
Magician’s private quarters; on another occasion, my consciousness left my body
and I consciously flew into the top of a tree trunk and when I travelled out
through the roots, I found myself in deep space. On yet another occasion, I found myself in
Afghanistan. These events could have
been my imagination. I have doubted the
validity of my own experiences but not my sanity: perhaps therein lies the
problem!
My friends had described the craft to me. They said it was a green pyramid structure,
perhaps 20 feet long. So, if I was
predisposed, or even pre-programmed, to imagine I was seeing something, it
would have been a relatively small craft.
My experience was totally different. We went to the location where the craft was
located, not only was it invisible to the human eye, it was also invisible to my
third eye. I couldn’t see it but I
could feel it when I was near it. By
sensing it, I was able to walk its perimeter, which was indeed no more than
20-40 feet in length and width.
I don’t remember a colour, but I am inclined to think it was
more silvery, or perhaps it was made of light, though that seems hard for the
rational brain to understand. There were
no doors. I simply decided to enter – to
my shame, I don’t seem to remember asking if I could enter – and I walked
through the structure.
Once I was inside, I could see clearly with my third
eye. And what I saw took my breath
away. The space was enormous and it was
bathed in beautiful golden light. I was
standing on the edge of an huge atrium, which stretched many stories high, with
a balcony wrapping around each floor, overlooking the atrium. The balconies were full of Galatics. They knew ‘the human’ was here and they had
all come to see me, to look with curiosity at the person who could see them!
The overriding feeling I experienced, however, was
love. While they were curious about me,
there was an over-riding atmosphere of light-heartedness and love. Blissful love. They poured their love into me, but it wasn’t
for ‘me’ personally, it was love for all humanity, which they were grounding
through me.
I could see the shape of many individuals - they were tall,
perhaps 6-7ft high, and slim – I
couldn’t make out their clothes or their faces; they were simply too radiant. There were a few, perhaps three or four, who
were standing near me, and the Galactic closest too me on my left, communicated
with me telepathically.
He – perhaps it was Ashian – thanked me for my service and
my assistance with their work. He
conveyed their love and gratitude. Then
they requested to go and thank my friends.
As soon as we stepped through the craft wall, I was back in the park I
had never physically left. I and two of the
Galactics went over to the car where my friends were. They conveyed their
message of thanks to me, so that I could ‘translate’ it for my friends, who weren’t able
to communicate telepathically with them.
They end was approaching.
They were preparing to leave. And to ‘de-couple’ Ashian and my energies.
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