Amethyst and Third Eye Meditation and Aliens on the Astral

The past few days, I've been focusing on meditating (again) using crystals, mainly amethyst. I've written before how I've had interesting encounters on this plane involving entities while using amethyst and other stones during meditative states.

I've also written about how, while I've had numerous UFO sightings -- and other paranormal or anomalous experiences -- I've never seen an alien/entity.  That's not entirely true; as a child, I had experiences with entities. None of them looked quitelike the ubiquitous gray alien that's become the cultural symbol of ET.

Here's an experience I had years ago while using crystals:

I was in a semi-trance meditative state. Awake, but very much in a light trance. I like to work with crystals and stones -- on this night, I was using a copper wand with a purple fluorite crystal at one end. Suddenly, I was aware of three grays that had come through the bedroom window. They were there, all right, but, like much of this weird realm of aliens and UFOs, if someone had walked into the room, they would not have seen the grays. I had an immediate negative reaction against them -- I did not want them here! I focused my energy and intent into the wand, and they were kept from going further into the room. They were "stuck" and very, very angry. They did not like this at all. Finally, the left, extremely pissed.  [Regan Lee; Post Menopause and the Abductors]

(About the above experience: A friend  invited me to a meeting of like minded psychics that same night I had the visitation but I didn't go. Later, after I told my friend about my experience, she told me that the woman leading the group told her: "You have a friend who was to be here tonight, but right now, she is encountering entities on the astral.")

Last night, I was meditating on my third eye, and the color and energy of amethyst. I had two amethyst clusters by my bedside, where I was sitting. I was not asleep, but very relaxed.
Behind my eyes, the usual swirls and shapes danced, but nothing specific. I wasn't trying for anything at all. Just concentrating on breathing, and amethyst energy/color. Abruptly, this came shooting by:

And I said to myself, in a reflexive reaction "Oh no." They turned to look at me as they went past. They seemed as surprised to see me as I was to see them. It was as if we met on the astral plane.
They were really there. It was a specific, graphic moment. Vividand real. I felt a  little nervous; this 'sighting ' jolted me out of my mild trance.
The drawing seems a bit cartoonish, but that's what the little aliens (or whatever they are) looked like. They sure as hell didn't feelcartoon like.  It wasn't a malevolent feeling, but not warm and fuzzy either.
I find using crystals very easy and comfortable, as well as responsive. Otherwise I wouldn't incorporate them into my practices.  There's a lot of lore as well as  metaphysical qualities surrounding amethyst; here's one aspect of the crystal:

In today’s world, Amethyst is still a remarkable stone of spirituality and contentment, known for its metaphysical abilities to still the mind and inspire an enhanced meditative state. Its inherent high frequency purifies the aura of any negative energy or attachments, and creates a protective shield of Light around the body, allowing one to remain clear and centered while opening to spiritual direction. Amethyst stimulates the Third Eye, Crown and Etheric Chakras enhancing cognitive perception as well as accelerating the development of intuitive and psychic ability. [Crystal Vaults.com]

When it comes to UFO and related encounters of what we often call ET or aliens, there are many paths to explore and many ways to access information. Some researchers are impatient with the metaphysical side of UFO thought, but for some of us, it is the way it seems to work. It feels true, it feels comfortable, things happen. This is why we need use many different approaches to figuring this thing out.

Related links:
On my blog Saucer Sightings:
Silver Suited Aliens
My Not So Invisible Aliens
Night Visitor: A Painting of a Childhood Memory
Green Warty Visitations
The Open Ceiling and The Eagle
Astral Realm Memory

Entering the Orb: Dream of... the Orb!

Category: Dream
Location: Eugene, Oregon
Date: Feb. 24th, 2012

Just a fragment, a bare memory, but with such intensity! Last night a dream, and something about "the orb."

I was telling someone in the dream about the orb that I saw, and as I was telling her (I seem to remember it was a "her") the image of the orb in the night sky was present. I told her that the orb was a three dimensional sphere, and an actual craft/machine, intelligently controlled. Whether or not that intelligent control came from the orb itself, or was being remotely controlled, I couldn't tell. The orb, I went on to describe, was it from within. And in the dream, a new detail: I was describing the color. Orange, amber-orange (not brown amber, but...) and in the middle, a more yellow orange. All still orange. The middle lighter possibly because of the location; that's where the energy or source of it all, the engine or who knows, was emanating from.

Then the person I was speaking with told me all about her orb sighting. Pretty much sharing the same details in every way. As if we were in a hyper telepathic communication with each other; knowing what the other would say about the orb's color.

That's it. That's all I remember of the dream; don't know if there was more prior or after that "dream scene" but what I do remember was so damn vivid and held an importance of emotion to it, as dreams do.

My Not So Invisible Aliens

I've written in the past how my aliens are invisible; the memories of encounters come but without distinct images of the beings themselves. They are not specific. Paintings I've tried to do turn up stick figure, faceless diminutive entities, or white faced beings (mostly female) holding crescent shapes by midnight windows. In my dreams the awareness of extraterrestrials is present but nothing seen. Sometimes they're disguised, as in my Geisha Woman dream. Never any grays though. Which means either many things, or, nothing. It can mean that there aren't any such things as grays at all, they are simply figments. It can mean grays are what's being presented to us; they appear in my memories as disguised, because the "thing" that manifests as they grays are doing just that: disguising themselves. On and on, the assumptions and interpretations are endless. We can even say the grays are indeed literal; they're there because, they are there. It's all very simple: real aliens from real other planets really appearing just as they are. I like that last the best because it's easy and simple and obvious, but of course, I doubt -- very -- much it's that way at all.

So, last night, a dream about aliens that was scary and creepy. Full of violence and chaos. And a bit of an odd parallel to my husband's dream of last night. The dream:

I'm in charge of a large group of people, sort of like a work situation, in fact, we're all in a large building of some kind. It's night. I'm not sure why I'm the one in charge, I don't really want to be here or do this thing, whatever it is, but that's the way it is. For some reason, it becomes imperative I get everyone here to change into aliens. We're almost in a panic, running around rapidly trying to change ourselves into aliens. We shape shift. Some of us put on costumes, some of us just manage to somehow physically turn into the things we want to look like, but we all manage to do it and in the end, we've all actually have turned into, or become, aliens. Except we're still whoever we really are inside. All kinds of aliens, from B Movie types of monster aliens to really creepy scary types, Reptilians, etc. But none of them, not one, is anywhere close to a gray.


I have a lucid moment in the dream, where I say something like "Hey, there aren't any grays here, this is pretty weird."


We have to change our appearance like this, looking like aliens (and throughout the dream the word and concept of "alien" as in ET, was used, never "monster") because something big, and bad, and very very heavy is coming. I'm trying to keep everyone calm; it's clear it won't take much for a panic to set in.


Suddenly, without warning and very much to our shock and dismay, the real aliens arrive. There are dozens and dozens of them, and they look like us in our alien disguises, but they're bigger, badder, and, well, much more "real." We look like cheap knock-offs; they're the real deal.


And not a gray among them, and I say again "Where are the grays?"


These aliens are not happy. They are mean and aggressive and are out to do us harm. We're all running around trying to escape. It's awful. But at the same time, I manage to stand back a little, sort of outside the dream, or above it, and think how silly it is, all these aliens running around. Aliens of both varieties; them, and us in our shape shifting alien "costumes." And yet while we humans are still human and only look alien from the outside, we are also, while wearing our alien outfits, definitely alien as well. We have changed our physical bodies -- not just put on a costume we can easily remove. It took a lot of hard work to change into aliens, and it'll be hard to change back. Our spirits, or essences, are still human, but physically on every level, for now, we are alien. To other humans, we look as alien as the real aliens, only the real aliens can tell the difference. Mainly through smell.

Well, it all sounds like a  science fiction movie, and a bad one at that, but that's dreams for you. I'm not delving into the meanings of it all at the moment, but I did find it interesting that the grays continue to be elusive.

OBEs, Green Window with non-human entity

Location: Eugene, OR
Date: December 2010
Category: astral travel, OBE, aliens, green light

Tuesday night (December 7th)  I had the following experience:
Strange things happened last night... I woke up around midnight. It took me a few moments to figure out what wasn't right; the alarm clock was blacked out, the little red pinpoints of light on the receiver were out, etc. I went into the bathroom, and noticed the alarm clock in there was black, the night light was out, the overhead light didn't come on when I flipped the switch. Clearly the power had gone out. Great. I tried to wake Jim, but he didn't wake up. I was both glad and frustrated at that; I didn't want to disturb him, but didn't want the power out all night.

I tried to go back to sleep, but kept waking up.  Then, I had an OBE. My first one in a long long time. I felt like someone was pulling on my foot, pulling me out. I was delighted at this, excited, but also a little nervous. Something different this time than the other times; I'd start to leave my body, then, stop where I was. Just like being in an elevator going up  and stopping at a floor for a few moments. I saw a green point of light in my mind/astral plane, then it came closer and was a window, with a humanoid shape figure standing in it, watching me. I had the feeling it was very human like, but not human. That scared me a bit. The the "elevator" started up again, upwards, and I had that same feeling of being both excited and nervous. I was telling myself not to panic, not to be scared,  just let it be. But, we stopped again. Waited. In a holding pattern. Then started up again. This went on for awhile, and then, to my great frustration, I started to come back down. I tried to resist falling back into myself, into "reality" but I just couldn't seem to get beyond the point where I left my body completely.

I managed to get to sleep, kind of... had an epic dream (one of those dreams that was extremely long and detailed, complicated plot, etc. ) but still slept poorly. After about an hour woke up to find power back on.

Then, last night, (December 8th) I had the following:
I don't know what is happening, or why, but I had the same OBE experience last night I had the other night, and wrote about here.

Last night, it happened again. Felt that rushing OBE feeling, the feeling of being pulled from my feet, and the image of a green window with a tall humanoid figure inside. This time, the window came into view very quickly, very suddenly, looming large, and it arrived in a swirling mass of colors. I say the window was green; meaning, it had a soft glowing lime green color, as if the interior of whatever it was the window was attached to, was lit by a green light.

I couldn't make out the features on the face of the being standing in the window; but I got the sense it was tall. I don't know if it was a "gray" or what; maybe related somehow but I didn't get the impression it was, not completely anyway. It was also wearing clothing, or at least I had that impression.

As soon as I "saw" that window, I resisted, and knew I didn't want any part of this. I managed to break out of this and snap back into my body.

I used to have OBE's frequently, especially as a child. Now I get them a few times a year. I rarely get them together like this; where I'll have two in the same week.

Other things of an odd nature that have been happening may or may not be connected to this. I've been thinking of things and then they happen. For example, this summer I sought out a consultation about dental work; I didn't follow up. But this past week, I'd been thinking heavily about that and how I need to get the work going. I came home from work to find a message on my machine from the dentist office, saying they had my paperwork from the insurance and to make an appointment. The thing is, the insurance would have come in a long time ago, -- I had been thinking how flakey they were that they hadn't called months ago --  anyway, here I was thinking about the dental work and out of the blue, they call me. Another thing that happened was this comment left on my blog for the L.O.W.F.I. site the other day about one person's vision of where the missing child Kyron Hammon is. This person's "vision" matches my own. 

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.

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"