Birds

Category: Dream
Location: Eugene, OR
Date: July 2010
(cross posted on The Orange Orb)



I'm standing inside a grove of trees. It's daytime. A woman is with me; she's tall, possibly in her mid to late thirties, long white hair, dressed in a long white gown, with gold trim. She's slightly pale; not unhealthy, just a white cast to her skin. She lives here, or knows all about this place, and is my guide to this place. Not many are allowed to come here, or know about this place. I don't know why I'm here exactly, or how I got here, but here I am.

I'm in the middle of the grove, the woman is behind me, slightly to my left. A blue jay appears and flies, in circles, around me, faster and faster. I am excited and surprised at both the appearance of the blue jay, as well as its behavior. The blue jay looks exactly like a blue jay, except that it's red. I call out "Look, look at that! The blue jay is red, it's red!" almost like a child would exclaim. The bird keeps flying around me, in a perfect circle, faster and faster. Now I'm feeling a little alarmed; this is strange behavior for any bird.


The woman tells me to stand still, and watch. And wait. 


The red blue jay keeps flying faster, ever faster, in a circle around me. Then it changes into a hummingbird. I call out, again almost like a child:  "It's a hummingbird, a hummingbird! It turned into a hummingbird!" The woman tells me to look closer, and I realize it's not a hummingbird, it's not a bird of any kind, it's an orb.


A small reddish-brown orb, a solid object, a definite machine of some kind. The orb keeps moving around me, ever faster, in a circle, as I stand there. The woman sternly tells me to stay there and watch. What I'm about to see is very important, she tells me, and I'm here for a reason.


And unfortunately, that's when I wake up.

I had this dream the night I posted this item about Colin Andrews news about an orb and crop circles. The next day I received an email from Colin Andrews. And found  that Nick Redfern had a moving post about his recent experiences with birds: Dead Birds, on There's Something in the Woods.

A few days ago I experienced bird synchronicities. We were driving out Lorane Highway on our way to "The House of Mystery," Oregon's vortex in Gold Hill (a place known for being a UFO hot spot of sorts, and home to some abduction accounts, one which I wrote about here.) The night before, I had a persistent uncomfortable feeling about driving out there. As much as I wanted to see the place, I just didn't feel right about going out there. I woke up bitchy and grumpy and told Jim if he didn't want to go it was all right. He said it was fine. As we were driving, we saw vultures on the side of the road. Not unusual to see vultures but we don't often see them right on the side of the road like that, just standing there. Suddenly, just as we drive by, one swoops up into the air, a long snake dangling from its claws.  We both thought that was odd, and kept driving.

I told Jim again that we didn't have to go; this time he said he didn't want to go either. By this time we were on the interstate; too far to turn back for nothing, yet, didn't want to go. He told me he couldn't explain it but had the same feeling. He didn't say anything because he didn't want to influence me, and knew I wanted to go. I assured him I couldn't explain it but had a bad feeling about going. We happily agreed to go to Wildlife Safari instead and had a great time.

On the way back, traveling again on Lorane Highway, we saw more vultures  standing right on the side of the road, several miles from where we saw the first vultures. We commented on how odd this was, then noticed the vulture was standing on top of a dead deer.

The Sinister Teddy Bear UFO

Category: Dream
Place: Eugene, OR
Date: July 16, 2010
(cross posted at The Orange Orb, with remarks, and comments left by readers)

One of my "dreamscapes" -- coastal town, rural. Jim and I are in the parking lot of a roadhouse type place, not uptown and urban enough for a club, but not just a diner either. Pool, music, dancing, beer, that kind of place. In the parking lot, at night, and enjoying this small coastal-rural kind of place. We're in a nice, comfortable small town place, but just over the hill (s) we can see the city lights of a major metropolitan place. So we're removed from the maddening crowd, yet it does exist. If we want to, which we don't, we can drive an hour or so and be in the big time.

So. In the parking lot, two people come out, friends of ours. (I hesitated mentioning that, in the dream, they were a gay couple. I hesitated because their sexuality doesn't matter, yet it must have been important in my dream-head.  I have two very close friends who have moved to Hawaii; they're gay, and I miss them very much. I consider them both to be true brothers of mine, and when they moved to Hawaii a few years ago I was devastated. I don't know what that has to do with the rest of this dream, but there it is.)  They've lived here a long time, and know all there is to know about the place. I look up at the sky, it is beautiful! Just incredibly beautiful, sparkling, glittering, twinkling stars. White, pale violet, light green and blue hues, just astoundingly wonderful. This too is one of my dreamscapes; the night sky in all her starry wonder.  Not only is it beautiful, full of stars that are alive, but it is very "busy." So much is going on up there!

I turn my attention back to Jim, our friends, the parking lot. Which is fairly empty. Except for a giant teddy bear. Sitting there, by the dilapidated wooden fence, is a dark brown teddy bear. A giant dark brown teddy bear. It's about ten feet high, and about four feet wide. There is something creepy about this. I go over to it, and look at it, look inside it, for I notice the eyes and other little compartments, or windows... lit up a bit from inside.

The two friends tell us it does seem odd, but it's just the bear the town uses in the 4th of July parade every year. For the kids. I say "Well, what is it doing here now; the 4th is over with -- and in the middle of the night, in a roadhouse parking lot?"

This never occurred to them. They agree it is weird. Come to think of it, they're not sure if it's actually ever been in any parade.

"Well, then" one of them offers, "It's some kind of new toy for the kids. A gift from the city, or maybe a promo thing from a toy company."

I peer into the weird little eye slots and other places where a yellowish light barely glows. "I don't think so," I say. "Uh uh. This is no toy." When I say that, the bear moves, jerkily, stiffly, and the lights get brighter. I can tell it is pissed.

"This is no damn toy, it's a UFO!" I say, and the light gets stronger, and the energy from this seeming inanimate object is malevolent. Now everyone is nervous and knows I'm right.

At the moment I noticed the teddy bear is really a UFO in disguise, the sky above gets really busy. Suddenly, there are several dozens of UFOs zeroing in on us. They know we're on to them.

It's become clear that this teddy bear was an attempt on "their" (sigh, aliens I guess) part to sneak into human society. But they didn't get the concept down right. Toy, yes: teddy bear. But they goofed on the other factors, as with the utter high strangeness aspect of a ten foot tall, malevolent teddy bear with glowing eyes in a roadhouse parking lot in the middle of the night.

Now, things are not so good. Everyone is either panicked, or getting there fast. We sense panic from over the hill; everyone, everywhere, is aware something is not right. I'm none too happy about this either and I am nervous, but I'm used to it, been there, done that, is the feeling I have, as well as Jim.

Creepy Water Dream

Date: December 28, 2009
Category: Dream

A disturbing dream the other night. I can't shake the creepy emotions of the dream, which had a very strong "invisible alien" UFO vibe to it, even though no UFOs or aliens were seen in the dream.

In the dream, I'm:

in the kitchen of the house I grew up on Sherbourne Drive in Los Angeles. I'm me, now, kind of, but in typical dream logic also younger, in my late twenties, maybe. It's nighttime, I can see the inky prussian blue sky outside the kitchen window, and the overhead kitchen light is on. The light bothers me; it's very bright and harsh. Everything is out of the kitchen, except for what I assume is the big silver refrigerator behind me (ours was green, and then we had a brown one, but never silver) and the kitchen is flooded with water. The water comes up to my ankles. I'm trying to mop the water up with an old fashioned type of mop, but it's a big job. I can't leave; something, or someone, is keeping me here. I feel like I'm in a fairy tale, where the job must be done, as dictated by the non-human creature: fairy, elf, troll, witch, etc. I'm kind of like Alice; growing taller, the kitchen is becoming smaller. I have the acute sense that a UFO is just outside, and the aliens -- those small, invisible spindly little creatures that I can't see but know, without any doubt, are there -- are watching me.

I just remembered that before going to sleep, I did my intent thing of trying to get at some of this UFO stuff in my life, retrieve some information, memories, of experiences.

Fun With Triangle Drawing

A few years ago I was playing around with manipulated images of UFO themed drawings that I'd done,inspired by my own sightings. Here's one of the triangle I saw in Dexter, Oregon, many years ago.

The Orange Orb: UFO Hunter's 'Dark Presence' Episode and Wolf Dream

I wrote this for UFO Magazine's blog last night, after watching UFO Hunter's episode on the orange orb sightings. I found that what the witnesses were describing matched much of my own sighting of an orange orb many years ago in Eugene, Oregon:

The Orange Orb: UFO Hunter's "Dark Presence" Episode

Watching this episode of UFO Hunters ("Dark Presence") about the orange orb UFOs seen in recent months was an intensely personal experience for me because of my own orange orb sighting.

It seems that witnesses have been seeing orange (and sometimes green or other colored) orb UFOs. These are not orbs as in spirit orbs, which are very different, but spheres -- round objects -- that are craft, or machine, or something "nuts and bolts."

These sightings are occurring now, but go back a ways as well. One woman who appeared, her identity disguised, saw one of these orbs when she was child. My own sighting took place over twenty-five years ago in Oregon.

There are many parallels to my orange orb sighting -- and the sighting that started me on my path of exploration into UFOs -- and the ones discussed in the UFO Hunters episode. Many witnesses reported feelings of dread, of fear, though some had experienced feelings of elation, upon seeing these orbs. I had both: feelings of a happy intrigue when I first saw the orb, and a real goofy, almost psychedelic response right after seeing it. And yet, even though I actually walked to the front door after going inside, with the intent of going back outside to look for the orb, I couldn't do it. I couldn't open the door. I remember thinking how odd it was that here I just saw an incredible thing -- experienced an incredible thing -- yet couldn't make myself go out to look further. I also had the most terrifying dreams of my life right after seeing the orb. These dreams were always the same: I'm paralyzed inside a brilliant white beam of light that is so bright I can almost see through things. There is something huge above me, some kind of object. My husband is nearby but has been taken from me and I'm screaming for him, for "them" to return us to. . . or get us out of, wherever the hell we are.

These orbs were described by witnesses as being basket ball sized, or even larger, like a beach ball. That's exactly how I've been describing the size of the orb I saw all these years. Witnesses also said they felt a premonition, or some kind of telepathic communication between the orb and themselves; I also had that experience when I first saw the orb. I had glanced up having noticed the orb, which I estimated to be about a mile away. I had the distinct feeling it was waiting for me, and as soon as I thought "What the hell is that thing?" it zoomed right to me, following us along the road. As we turned the corner to go home (our house was right around the corner) the orb stopped for a moment above a house across the road from us, then just sank down, "landing" in their backyard. Similar behavior was reported by witnesses on the UFO Hunters episode.

People have asked me if there were lights on this thing, and I've always described as a real, physical craft (as opposed to a cloud, or a spirit orb, etc.) and no lights on it, or around it, but lit from within. Witnesses on UFO Hunters described their orbs the same way.

Missing time was mentioned by at least one witness; I also experienced missing time in connection with this orb.

On this last point, there's something very strange. To this day, after countless discussions, my husband and I still differ on some things. These points where of disagreement were brought up again as we were watching UFO Hunters. He insisted we saw the orange orb when we lived on Hilyard street... I had to remind him of the detail of that sighting, which happened when we were on Friendly street. He seemed to then remember that yes, we were living on Friendly street when we saw the orange orb, but the missing time happened when we were on Hilyard, during a different UFO sighting. But neither of us can remember where we were coming from when we saw the orb. Where had we been? Why can't we remember? It was dark when we saw the orb; where would we be coming from in that direction? We were on our way in back to town when we saw the orange orb-- so where were we? We don't know. Does this mean we have had three episodes of missing time?

Recently, I posted on my blog The Orange Orb my experiment of trying to remember these missing time events. Maybe with focused intent, through dreams and other methods, I can uncover what happened.

When I had my orb sighting all those years ago, I read every book I could find on UFOs. I found all kinds of fascinating information, but nothing that came close to describing what I saw. Yet UFO Hunters showed us that these orb sightings have been experienced by many, and are happening now.

Was the orb I saw the same kind of orb talked about in UFO Hunters? Sounds like it. While the time line is different -- mine was over twenty-five years ago, and, from what I could find at the time, didn't seem to match up with any reports -- there were witnesses who'd seen orbs long ago, as well as more recently.

Lots of speculation on what the orbs are of course from witnesses and researchers, but we can't say for sure. What did I see that night? An orange orb lit from within, the size of a beach ball, that followed me, seemed to be waiting for me, could read my thoughts. Where did it come from, who made it and why, what did it want -- those are questions I have no answer for, even after all these years.

Post script: I wrote this last night right after watching the UFO Hunters episode. That same night I had the following dream that, while no UFO or alien was present, or even alluded to, had a very strong UFO vibe to it. When I woke up, the first thought I had was a clear "That was about my orb sighting. . . "

Nervous Wolves
It's nighttime, and very, very dark. Ink black. I'm outside the house I live in, which is a white, small little building -- there is only an upstairs, like a small apartment, that is reached by a narrow flight of stairs. The stairs are inside, in other words, they're surrounded by walls. There's nothing underneath, just the covered stairs leading up to the apartment, which sits on a little hill. This place is surrounded by woods, the trees are bare. It's impossible to see into the woods since it is so dark.

For some reason, I'm outside the house/apartment. I'm surrounded by my "pets" which are wolves, and wolf hybrids. The wolves are very nervous, agitated. Even though these animals are "mine" we have an odd relationship. I find myself wondering why I have wolf hybrids as pets, since I don't think people should own such animals (neither wolves, or, hybrids) and I would never own such beings. Yet I've ended up with them somehow. They are my protectors in some ways, yet are also unpredictable. I'm a little wary around them.

I'm also concerned, they're skinny. I wonder why, have I not been feeding them properly? Then again, some of them have just sort of shown up from "out there" and joined us. I feel responsible for them.

So here we are, out in the ink black night, starless, on a grayish hill of parched grass. Something awful has happened in the woods, many of the wolves come running up, and we all run up the stairs into the house. There is a man in uniform kneeling down inside, working on something, some kind of control panel or machine or something. He's human and kind of creepy. I tell him he has to do something, that there's some kind of creature out there attacking my wolves. "Maybe a rabid raccoon, I don't know, something, but we have to kill it" I say. He ignores me, he's pretty cold. There's also something about another man who kind of sneaks off, thinking I didn't notice. I also wonder what the hell these guys are doing in this, "my" house, but I also know that they're in charge. Since they're in charge, I demand they protect us, fix things. But they don't.

All I care about are my wolves, and myself of course. . . just save us, get us the hell out of here, and take care of that nasty thing out there that's trying to hurt these poor wolves who aren't hurting anyone.

That's the end of the dream, or, all I remember.

The Letter P in a Triangle: Gift from the Aliens

Location: Los Angeles,California: West Hollywood
Date: approximately 1977
Category: Dreams

I had this dream during a strange time in Los Angeles. I was interested in UFOs, as with most things paranormal or Fortean, but didn't know much about those things. I hadn't recalled any conscious UFO sighting or experience at the time. And yet, looking back, there was a lot of UFO stuff going on around the edges; missing time, strange dreams like my Geisha Woman dream, etc. One dream I had involved the following:

I'm inside a spaceship. I'm not paritucalry scared, but am confused. There is the definite presence of aliens, though I can't see them. It's very important, this "meeting" and I tell them I want to remember this, bring something back. I'm handed (again by unseen beings) a pendant, of sorts. It's a triangle but with rounded corners, and a symbol that is similar to the letter P. Almost like a runic P, but not a rune.

I take the pendant back with me, but upon landing, or returning, the pendant disappears in front of me, right in my very hands. It just dematerializes.

This dream seemed very important and I remember I wrote it down at the time, complete with a sketch of the pendant. Over three decades ago, who knows what's happened to whatever journal I had at the time, and, as I said, I wasn't cognizant of abductions, the UFO phenomena in any depth, etc.

The Candy and Jellyfish Sky

Category: Dream
Location: Eugene, Oregon
Date: July 29, 2009
Keywords: sea life, cloaking, UFOs, disinformation, cover-ups, sky beings


A very active, involved, epic dream adventure last night; here's one "episode" about UFOs:

I'm outside, daylight, with a group of about a dozen people. I'm in the neighborhood where I grew up in Los Angeles, a few residential streets away from my house. However, I'm "me" now, an adult, with my husband here, not a child. I look up in the sky, which is full of huge white puffy clouds, just lovely, though the clouds seem kind of low. We can almost reach out and touch them.

Then I see several huge jellyfish in the sky swarming right above us. This is so amazing, so beautiful! They're about the size of orcas, they're dancing and swirling and "swimming" in the sky/clouds. I get everyone's attention and we watch the jellyfish, then it dawns on us that "Hey, wait just a minute . . . jellyfish don't belong in the sky!" I, we, quickly understand that the jellyfish aren't "real" jellyfish but UFOs. I suddenly seem to be full of knowledge that the jellyfish appearance is "how they cloak themselves" I tell everyone. "They've been doing this for years," I say.

Someone asks, "Shouldn't we tell someone, like the police?" and I say that it wouldn't do any good, they already know all about it, and won't do anything.

After a little bit, the jellyfish begin to change. First one, then the other, they either disappear by just "blinking out," or they change form. From a breathtaking creature of nature, to a garish cartoony image of candy, the sky has now become a billboard of sorts, advertising candy with silly goofy images, like the blue M&M's doll, things like that.

"Oh," everyone laughs, relieved. "It's just an ad for candy!"

I can still see, faintly, a few jellyfish/UFOs in the sky, but they've gone dim and are in the background a bit. I tell everyone "No, you're wrong! That's what they want you to think! It's not real."

Someone says "Of course they're not real; it's a commercial for candy!"

Exasperated, I say "Not that! I mean, the jellyfish are real, it's the candy that isn't!"

"Why would the jellyfish pretend to be candy?" Someone asks me, suspiciously, as if I've somehow caused the whole thing. Worse, that I'm up to no good.

Somehow I know things I didn't realized I knew, as if the jellyfish are sending information to my head. "I mean, the government knows about the jellyfish, and they're using the candy to distract us from the jellyfish UFOs."

At that moment, dozens of brightly colored, over sized candy images drop from the sky onto the sidewalk. Dolls, figures, walking talking boxes, etc. of various candy types line up on the sidewalk right in front of us, hold hands, and start dancing and singing.

Everyone is delighted with this garish and silly display. "See!" someone turns to me, sneering. "It's just a cute candy ad; nothing weird about it."

Meanwhile, the jellyfish are still up there; faint, but there. I try once again to convince them they're not really seeing what they think they are, or, that they're not seeing at all, but I've been dismissed. (The only person who sees the truth is my husband, but he's shouted down as well whenever he tries to support what I'm saying.)

Later, I briefly wonder why, if the jellyfish don't want to be seen, are they appearing as jellyfish in the sky? Isn't that contrary to where jellyfish reside? Then again, this reversal of jellyfish habitat might be so that we do pay attention. After all, they're aware that they will be denied, so appearing as jellyfish or some other out of place object would be sure to get noticed.

Well, that's that!


Related post: On Women of Esoterica; Jellyfish Dreams.

Silver Suited Aliens

I have an article in the current issue of UFO Magazine about Silver Suited Aliens. Here's an oil pastel drawing I did a few years ago of a being I saw in California when I was about four years old. And here's a link to my recent item on Aliens vs. Bigfoot on my blog Frame 352: The Stranger Side of Sasquatch.

The Visitors

Category: Painting
Location: Eugene, Oregon
Date: about 1990


I never saw anything like this of course but the image just came to me one day, asking to be painted. I had fun doing it. I was just getting into the whole UFO abduction/alien realm, and it was after my experiences with the "orange orb" and missing time. It's acrylic painted on masonite (the rough side) and measures about 24" x 30"

"Giant Crab From Space" Adventures in the Trance State

Date: June 12, 2009
Location: Eugene, Oregon
Category: dreams, trance, meditation, astral plane, symbols


Link to Alien Seeker News of space visions dancing in my head during a light trance state: Giant Crab From Space: Adventures in a Trance State.