VII - Jane
Most abductees have always been aware of strange events in their
lives: odd lights, unaccountable time gaps, unknown figures in the
night, extending back into childhood. They may not have been aware
of UFOs and aliens, at least by those terms, but they knew
mysterious things had occurred.
In Jane’s case, however, her consciously recalled experiences with
the unknown didn’t begin until 1992. Since that time, she has
witnessed almost every typical detail of the abduction situation-a
life’s worth of experiences in less than two years. And with all the
events so recent, her situation offered an excellent opportunity for
research. She was eager to share information after our initial
contact, and she genuinely wanted to understand this mysterious new
puzzle in her life.
Born in 1943, Jane has Irish, English, German, French, Creek,
Cherokee, and Apache ancestry. She is a sixth-generation Texan
residing in the central hill country. Jane was a nurse for many
years, until arthritis prevented her from working, and she has also
been a journalist, photographer, and a vocational archaeologist. She
is divorced, with no children, and lives with several dogs,
including her favorite buddy, “XZ,” in a rural setting near a large
city. Compact, independent, and perky, Jane enjoys sky-watching and
music, including voice recitals.
In addition to her professional talents, Jane has also demonstrated
psychic abilities.
“I was tested for over two years on a regular
basis,” she reported, “by two research foundations in San
Antonio... for psychic abilities.”
Among them were
telepathy,
precognition, psychokinesis, remote viewing, and clairvoyance, with
the tests showing positive results. And since the UFO activity had
started, her psychic senses seemed to have increased.
“Lately my psychic abilities have intensified to the point that it’s
hard for me to be around groups any length of time,” she said,
“without feeling mentally ‘assaulted and battered’.”
These abilities
may be part of the reason why Jane’s flashes of memories have come
so often while she has been conscious, rather than only through
dreams.
Her UFO involvement began in the summer of 1992 with a
multiple-witness sighting, and a number of strange events soon
followed.
“Something deep and profound has been occurring to me
since July ‘92,” she said in our first correspondence. “If you ask
me if I’ve been abducted I have to honestly say I have no absolute
memory per se. I can only point to my scars and say I think
something has happened but I cannot remember, only flashes of
things, and I’m not sure I can trust the flashes.”
Like Polly and several others, Jane was not eager to claim abductee
status, nor that
her experiences would be confirmed as ‘absolutely’ real by an
outside observer. In fact,
she made no claims at all about what these events and the alien
agenda might be, but
she did hope to find answers. And when she realized the possible
implications of
several events, Jane approached the phenomenon from an investigative
point of view.
This
involved keeping scrupulous journal entries, not only of sightings,
flashbacks, dreams, and
odd events, but also of her physical and emotional responses to
these things. She filed
sightings reports with the local MUFON group and hosted several
parties of sky watchers on the property. Further, Jane attempted on
many occasions to photograph the UFOs, as well as the helicopters
and odd planes - sometimes invisible ones, however - which over flew
her home.
From these research records and my investigation, the following
account emerged, showing the presence of an abduction history. In
Jane’s case, several things are noteworthy. For one, the frequency
of her UFO sightings is well above that of the typical abductee, and
several of them were multiply witnessed or photographed. Also, while
Jane has not recalled a conscious full-blown encounter, most of her
memories have come from conscious flashbacks rather than dreams. Her
dreams, by the way, are vivid and frequently recalled, but they seem
only occasionally to contain alien-related information, and this is
usually in a screened form. Finally, Jane’s experiences have
involved a number of telepathic communications and sudden “knowings”
of messages or information.
She marks the date of her involvement from the August sighting, but
for a couple of months before this, Jane sensed something different
in her environment. She said she felt as if she were being watched,
and thinking in normal terms that the watchers were human, she
became very cautious and alert. For a while she resorted to carrying
a gun, so certain was she of an unseen presence.
And then she saw the UFO on August 12, 1992, with a witness, and her
reality began to shatter.
“Since it was during the Perseid meteor shower and my mom had never
seen one,” Jane said, “we decided to get up at 4 a.m. at the height
of the shower to get a good show. We didn’t really see many meteors,
but we stayed out even though it was disappointing.
“At about 5:30 I saw a white bright light doing odd maneuvers in the
sky overhead. I called Mom’s attention to it, and then we watched a
spectacular UFO show by first one, then two lights, for about
fifteen minutes, until daylight. Mom and I were amazed by what we’d
seen and talked about it all day.”
The lights were round and white, one brighter than the other, and
there was no sound. The first light cavorted constantly, making
rapid figure-eight, circular, and L-shaped patterns. When the
second, larger light showed up, the two objects raced toward each
other. The first one blinked to a stop and the second one circled
around it. Then they made a series of fast movements, “like two
flies flying in circles around each other.”
They separated for a
while, each engaged in its own aerial maneuvers, until the second
object departed to the west. The first object remained in sight,
flying in various patterns, until the rising sun obscured its light.
Jane was excited by the event and thought about it frequently for a
few days, but then, as she
told me,
“After a while life took over and it was pushed to the back
burner until October 1.”
Her
sister came to visit that evening, and when Jane mentioned that bats
had been coming to
catch bugs around the outdoor light, they went out to watch them.
“It was barely dark, and
the bats were active,” Jane said, “when we saw a very bright white
light coming fast and
low toward us from the west. It went directly over without a sound,
turned slightly
southeast, went a short way, and blinked out. We never saw a shape
of any sort
attached to the light. And we saw three more lights doing impossible
maneuvers that night.”
This second sighting of anomalous aerial activity seriously puzzled
Jane, and through a magazine article she obtained the phone number
for MUFON, Mutual UFO Network. She was put in touch with a local MUFON group and received a form to report her sightings. Shortly
afterward, Jane joined the organization and began to read about the
subject.
Through the books and articles, she learned not only about UFO
sightings but also about the abduction phenomenon.
“It was the
reading,” she said, “that helped me realize that maybe something was
happening to me. I had had many of the same odd things happen to me
that I was reading about. It wasn’t until November 3 that I made a
list of the odd things that had happened since July. The list
frightened me because it had too many classic signs. And I kept
having a gut feeling that something had happened.”
One particular item on the list was especially suspicious, as it
involved a time gap. Planning to drive into town with her friend
Brenda to see some friends perform in a band, Jane left her house
just before 7 p.m. on October 30 to make the fifteen-minute drive.
“I was just a short way down the road from my house,” Jane
described, “when an owl came flying directly at my windshield. I
thought it was going to crash into the glass, but at the last minute
it just curved smoothly over the top of the car without contact. I
had never had that happen and was glad it didn’t hit me. I continued
on my way and got to Brenda’s. She met me at the door, worried and
asked if anything was wrong. I said, ‘No, why?’
“She said that I was late, and she had called the house and left a
message on my phone machine. She was worried because I was usually
early, and it was late enough that she thought maybe I’d had a wreck
or something. I was really surprised to find out that it was 7:50
p.m. I couldn’t account for the time loss because I should have been
there by 7:10 or 7:15 at the latest.”
The whole thing made no sense, for Jane went back through the trip
mentally several times and could not find any reason for the
thirty-to-forty-five minute delay, not even a moment out of
sequence.
“But something didn’t feel right,” she said. “I think it
worked on my subconscious, because it was three days later that I
made the list of all the curious things that had been happening
since July.”
Ten days later, Jane began keeping a daily journal of events. She
woke up that morning with a bloody nose, sore throat, and large
bruises on her arm for which she couldn’t account. She had not been
aware of anything unusual, other than a vague sense of some
activity. Many of the oddities she’d noted were too ambiguous to
give her proof of any abductions or alien involvement in her life.
But the UFO sightings were real, that much felt certain, and they
continued to recur.
The very next one, in fact, was even preceded by an announcement of
sorts. At 3 p.m. on December 1, Jane suddenly received a
communication, a very clear message that the UFOs would show up that
night for her to photograph. She was given explicit instructions to
clean her lens and put new batteries in the camera.
“I’ll get my
camera and they’ll show as a sign for me,” she noted in her journal,
“I feel it strongly.”
At 5:30 she prepared, with a pallet, binoculars, the camera, and
warm clothing. At 6:40, the UFO appeared. Jane quickly snapped five
photos. One of them turned out well, showing a large single light of
which the back portion appears wider than the front. It wasn’t as
good as she hoped, but good enough to make her determined to shoot
more photos, since the UFOs seemed to be showing up rather
frequently. And after the fulfillment of the telepathic
communication’s promise, Jane couldn’t help but feel that the
mysterious phenomenon of lights in the sky wasn’t a random
occurrence. This seemed to have a connection to her.
The next day, December 2, when she returned home from voice lessons,
Jane entered the house and discovered an unrecognizable odor
permeating the air. She described it as “acrid, strong, heavy,
sharp, pungent, and tangy,” unrelated to food or smoke odors, and
unlike anything she’d ever smelled. Its source was never located.
That night, Jane witnessed another anomalous light. This one was not
in the sky, but rather low to the ground and very close to her
house. It was shortly after midnight, and she had turned off the
light for the night.
“I was lying quietly on my back, thinking,”
Jane said, “and my blinds were open. Shortly, just beyond the trees,
I saw a flashing blue light. I saw it at the top of my cedar tree,
and then it dropped down to the level of the window cross panes.
Dogs all around began barking-mine didn’t, they lay asleep-and I
thought, They’re here! My whole body tingled, and my mid-section
welled up with something. I watched and didn’t see anything else for
a few minutes. Then I saw a ‘light bulb flash’ to the right and then
left of the window.”
Her drawing shows an intermittent light
spiraling downward, moving from one side to the other in the window.
Inexplicably -or perhaps not- Jane didn’t get up to check on the
situation. Instead, she instantly fell asleep. “I was awake one
minute-the next, asleep,” her journal notes. “I guess I was scared.”
Two and a half hours later, at 3:40 a.m. on December 3, Jane woke
up. She felt instantly awake and alert, as if she hadn’t been asleep
at all, and stayed up the rest of the night. Around 6 a.m., Jane
happened to look at her back and was surprised to see two fresh
scratches on her left shoulder and a scratch and a welt on the left
one. She also noticed as the day went on that she was having
difficulty discerning right and left directions, something that had
never happened to her before. This lasted two weeks, as did an
almost total loss of short-term memory.
At 7:15 a.m. the house was shaken and vibrated by the loud noise of
a helicopter. It flew toward the south, lingered momentarily by the
side of the house, and then continued on.
Jane was surprised by the helicopter, because even though there had
been an
unusual number of them flying over her house since the first UFO
sighting, she hadn’t
seen one in several days. The last one’s arrival had coincided with
a UFO, she realized,
just as this one showed up only hours after the blue light’s
appearance. She wondered if she were imagining connections that
didn’t exist, if her increasingly agitated, disoriented, and
frightened state of mind was clouding her logic.
But the nervous
feelings continued, even though she tried to explain them away.
"The
strobe light scares me because there was no sound,” she noted in the
journal, “and the light was too close not to hear if it was a plane
or ‘copter. It was a silent light.”
A silent light, preceded by an unknown acrid odor, followed
immediately by a sudden loss of consciousness, and in conjunction
with unexplained scratches, body marks, and disorientation. All that
were missing were the memories.
On the evening of December 4, Jane found another unexplained injury,
a quarter-sized bruise on her right hand. Examining the rest of her
body, she also noticed a new addition to a pattern of marks which
had been showing up on her forearm. They included two circles and
two lines in a V-shape, and now there was also a “cut-line”
connected to the larger circle as well as a small red dot near the
other circle.
The closing lines of her journal entry for that day include a very
intriguing final line:
“Felt better after I talked to S.L. and I
laughed and laughed tonight. I needed it. I feel good, up. I’m not
so afraid to see them now. I feel a lot has been connected in my
mind.”
Two nights later, Jane recorded a curious dream which occurred
between 11 p.m. when she went to bed and 1:30 a.m. when she awoke.
On the surface, nothing about it seemed related to any of these
previous events, but an examination of several details shows a
possible screen memory or screened new event.
“A group of women arrived at my house for a ‘birthday’ party,” she
noted in the journal. “They seemed familiar but didn’t know any of
them from ‘real life.’ They were purposeful and quietly determined.
We did some [unremembered] things in a small house. I stayed mostly
in the ‘bedroom.’ I was disagreeable after a while and they were put
out with me. One of them I knew better, and she was the leader. They
were about as tall as I. I don’t remember spoken words. At one point
I was real disagreeable and tussled with them. They left me in the
bedroom and conferred together in the kitchen.
“Finally they came out and said they had to go. They began to leave
as a group, and I felt bad about what I’d done and asked them to
reconsider. They said no and looked put-out. They began to leave,
and I watched them go sadly and relieved, too. The leader did all
the communicating.”
Jane enclosed a number of words in quotation marks, as if to suggest
that they weren’t what they seemed to be, including “birthday,”
“real life,” and “bedroom.” Do they suggest that the purpose of the
group’s visit was not her birthday, that they might be familiar from
experiences that weren’t part of Jane’s normal life, and that the
room was not a bedroom?
The group’s demeanor is not festive, but rather “purposeful” and
quiet. No one
speaks but the leader-a curious term for a social visitor. She
didn’t remember her
activities with the group in the bedroom, nor why she was
“disagreeable” and
resistant. Whatever occurred was clearly not a party game. And
finally, her feelings about them when they prepare to depart are
strangely ambiguous.
If these visitors, events, and emotions are put into abduction
terms, the parallel is obvious: A group of vaguely familiar visitors
arrive and interact with a person in a small enclosure. The
interactions are disagreeable to the person, who feels resistant.
Only one of the group, the leader, communicates with the person.
When the visitors leave, the person has confused emotions and cannot
recall all the details of the interaction.
Given these parallels, it may well be that Jane’s dream images
screened an actual alien encounter. Five days later, however, on
December 9, she had a conscious perception of unknown visitors. She
awoke from a dream around 5:30 a.m. and realized she was hearing
“voices and faint music” downstairs in the living room.
She listened
in surprise, but abruptly the noises ceased.
“Then I could hear someone walking away from the bed toward the
stairs and down them,” she wrote. ‘The sound was a loud ‘blue jeans
rub’ between the thighs of a man. I listened for several moments
when suddenly I caught the black outline of a man slipping past my
window. He had a faint light outlining him. He was tallish and in a
hurry. He was just a quick flicker and then gone. I was paralyzed
with fear. I tried to reach for my gun, but I couldn’t move! I tried
so hard, but I was so scared I couldn’t move. When I looked at the
window, I could move then, and everything was okay.”
This intrusion marked the end of a series of events that had begun
with the silent blue light near Jane’s house. Other possible UFO
sightings continued to occur, not always with concomitant odd
activity. She watched two nocturnal lights fly in an arched path on
January 9,1993, for instance, and three lights going in opposite
directions on April 10.
“The lights would fade in, travel slowly, and then fade out or
disappear,” she wrote in her journal. “I saw two bright, golden
streaking meteors, plus a huge bright flash through the trees
southwest of my house. Seemed to be in the woods.”
And then on May 16, Jane had a spectacular UFO sighting that was
witnessed not only by her mother, who was visiting, but also by
several people all around the area of a large lake. That evening,
Jane received a phone call from one of the local MUFON members who
told her that she’d gotten a report of a triangular UFO near Jane’s
location. She asked if Jane would go outside and have a look.
Immediately Jane ran out and spotted a light in the sky toward the
lake, alternating or rotating with red, green, amber, and white
lights. Her mother stepped out and also saw the object, which
hovered for about ten minutes before drifting off to the north.
Jane was distracted by her mother for a few minutes, and when she
looked back to
the west, the light was gone. Disappointed, she stood there a while
wishing it would
come back so she could make a better observation. Within minutes,
unbelievably, the
triangular craft reappeared, floating low overhead with a soft
humming sound and a
whoosh of air as it passed. The lights showed different colors this
time, with four white
lights down its sides, a big white light on the front, and a
blinking red light. As it turned out, there were quite a few
witnesses.
A local weekly newspaper reported the sighting in its May 20 edition
with a front-page story. The UFO was described as “rainbow-colored”
and was seen between 9 and 10 p.m. A couple of hours later, the UFO
had returned, or perhaps a different craft, because the police
started getting reports around midnight of an object with orange,
blue, and white lights which appeared to descend or land in a field.
Whatever Jane had been seeing, others had seen things, too, and she
had no doubt of the UFO’s reality.
Nor could she ignore the weird external events and oddities that had
been occurring since her first sighting in the summer of 1992. The
list of these events reads like a litany of peripheral abduction
activity. To begin with, not only did she see the anomalous flying
lights, Jane also occasionally witnessed smaller, closer, more
personal displays. Sometimes they were nearby in the woods, and
sometimes even closer, as in the instance where two bright lights
“zipped” between Jane and a friend with her on a sky watch.
Bizarre electrical disturbances recurred, such as a radio suddenly
turning itself on, a television turning off, and a broken ceiling
light turning on by itself, after five months of not working. Jane
also had strange phone activity over these months. She received
silent calls and numerous wrong-number calls of a suspicious nature,
and her answering machine behaved oddly. Additionally, she noted a
number of time discrepancies.
There were many unexplained noises in the house that had not been
present before, loud pops, pings, and creaks out of the ordinary, as
well as humming and buzzing noises and strange clicking sounds on
occasion. Outside of the house, loud helicopters started flying
overhead at odd times of the day and night. When Jane reported this
activity to the local UFO study group, the pattern changed for a
while, and instead of helicopters she witnessed a variety of planes
now buzzing the property, including invisible ones.
Several times Jane awoke with her panties inside out, even though
she is certain she didn’t remove them. Also, she woke up once with
her sleeping shirt inside out. And she has found blood on her pillow
in addition to in her ear and nose, without any injury to account
for these instances.
But there have been injuries at other times, mostly insignificant
yet inexplicable in everyday terms.
“I’ve had numerous unexplained
odd bruises on my legs and arms,” she told me, “and odd scratch
whelps on my back. Right this moment, I have a bruise under my right
eye that wasn’t there yesterday and small round bruises on my right
thigh on the inside.”
Jane has also had a number of “puncture” marks in various places,
including at one
point several punctures inside her mouth and on her breast.
Sometimes the marks
appeared after a suspected encounter or strange dream, but not
always, and there were
usually only a very few of them at a time.
But on one occasion,
after a vivid daytime dream
of seeing a Gray, Jane found a number of body marks.
“Saw a Gray coming through a door with light behind him,” she wrote
in her journal. “I wasn’t afraid. I was waiting in a dark room.
Light behind him obscured his front features. He didn’t seem to have
elbows. He lifted his left arm and instead of [it bending at the
elbow], his arm “S-ed” to lift. No elbow used. His hands were
oversized with a covering. Seems like he had a willowy neck. His
entire body was willowy, slender, slight, and fragile-looking,
grayish color as best as I could see.”
Jane remembered no activity in the dream, only seeing the Gray. But
that same day she discovered an extraordinary number of new marks
all over her body. From her calves to her shoulders, Jane and a
friend counted and photographed ten scratches, thirteen bruises,
five scraped or scooped areas, two punctures, and an equilateral
triangle of three dots. These appear to have been very recent,
because eight parallel, claw-like welts on her shoulders faded away
during the morning hours.
For Jane, the UFO sightings and the physical marks were hard,
believable evidence, things that could be photographed to show that
something unusual was going on in her life. She had no photos,
however, of the UFOs’ occupants nor of whoever or whatever had
caused the body marks. What she did have were flashback memories,
sudden conscious images of scenes in which she was with aliens. They
were brief and incomplete, but tantalizingly evocative of many more
unrecalled events.
Once, she suddenly “saw” herself lying on her back, in a dark, dense
atmosphere.
“Little hands are beneath me,” she said, “and I’m moving
softly through the air.”
She felt panicked, unable to respond, and
then the memory clicked off. In another, Jane recalled being with
four aliens, fighting them as they carried her away, and being told
of some impending event.
One sudden memory showed her on a table with four Grays around her,
one of them tinkering with a square box to which hoses were attached
that ran up to the ceiling. Another scenario involved the aliens
taking sample scrapings from her fingernails, which they
telepathically explained as a test “to check for pollution.”
Two of the flashbacks concerned events in a round room. In the first
one, she saw a white, curved desk and a group of seven beings with
long hair and white robes seated behind it. The being in the center
held a brilliantly lit globe in front of its face, and the features
of the other six were indistinct.
The second event, a telepathic communication, came in a flash just
after Jane had heard a weird humming noise on her porch. A scene
came into her mind, of the inside of a craft which was sparsely
furnished and illuminated by a lemony colored light. Three Grays
were present, one of whom was dressed in a long robe and another who
was busy with control-like equipment on the wall.
Jane began to pick up telepathic communication then, hearing
Activate, activate, activate repeatedly. This was followed by the
names of certain towns and areas in Texas, including the Panhandle,
Big Bend, Gonzales, Llano, and the Louisiana-Texas border.
While the images continued in her mind, the humming noise on the
porch grew louder and followed her inside, where the implanted
vision continued. One of the Grays turned as if to look at Jane with
an expression of “parental amusement.”
Some of her dreams, as noted earlier, seemed to contain scenes and
information that could be related to possible alien experiences,
although they were usually in screened form. A few of the dreams,
about impending disasters and UFOs landing either to invade,
monitor, or rescue humans, are common among abductees. Also common
are dreams about sickly babies, acts of telekinesis and levitation,
and strange people’s faces very close to one’s own. Jane has had all
of these dreams.
Her most impressive UFO dream occurred in the wee hours of December
31, 1992, and, like so many abductees’ “dreams,” this one proved to
be the memory of a very real event. Jane’s journal entry for that
day began with her noticing a new mark on her body around 8:30 am.
It was a straight, “grooved” line over 1-1/2 inches long on top of
her shinbone near the ankle.
Then she described the dream.
“Had vivid! dream,” she noted, “with extraordinary! auditory and
clear images, during the night... between 3:00 and 5:15 a.m. I
dreamed I was walking outside when an extraordinary buzz-hum began.
The sound was loud, riveting, and pervaded through my body, throwing
me into a ‘void or mental isolation.’ The sound seeped into my
‘ordinary’ consciousness...a powerful sound.
“I looked up, and a huge, gray, metal [saucer-like] spaceship
dropped straight down from the clouds on my right,” Jane continued.
“I sat down on a ‘mesa’ cross-legged as it sank to earth. As I
looked at it, it changed to a sphere on four legs with strange marks
on it.
“Shortly thereafter, it lifted straight up and then began a curved
flight in front of me and circled to my left. I yelled, ‘Hello,
hello’ and it swooped in to look at me. Its force field was a
tremendous, pushing, pressure against my body and was pushing me
over, and I started to fall off the mesa.
“I asked it to ‘move away, I can’t keep my balance,’ and it came
right up to my face in front of my eyes. I began to fall. ‘Don’t let
me fall, don’t let me fall,’ I pleaded. I sensed it caught me, and I
lost consciousness and blacked out in my dream!
“I woke up at 5:15 a.m. panting hard. I could still hear that
powerful sound. I’ll never forget it or the extraordinary sensation.
Somehow, I know that that is what they really sound like. The dream
seemed real, more real than I want to admit. I’ve never had a dream
like that! Never. So clear and lucid.”
Seven months later, Jane decided to undergo regressive hypnosis to
explore some of her strange memories and experiences. In the first
session she recalled a hitherto-unremembered event from childhood,
and in the second session she examined the UFO dream.
Once she was in a trance state, Jane didn’t describe the onset of
the “dream” as she’d
recalled it. Instead, she said she was on the bed but got up and
walked away because
the powerful sound was hurting her ears.
“And then I go back and sit
on the bed,” she said, “I’m sitting cross-legged, and it drops in
the room. The sound, it’s a real thing. It’s got hold of me.
Vibrating.”
When asked about how the globe came into the room, Jane began crying
and described an entirely different scene.
“They’re standing in
front of me,” she said, describing a group of human-looking men. “They’re in white clothes, and very tall. They’re watching my
reactions. I’m standing barefoot on a cold, shiny floor. The sound’s
coming in my chest, a vibrating sound they’re all making. They’re
all looking at me intently. They’re tall and pale.”
When the hypnotist asked if she knew them as friends, Jane said,
“They’re not enemies. They’re talking, telling me their energy’s
going in it [the vibrating sound]. That I’m anointed. That whatever
hard times may come, to have courage. That there would be times when
I most need the shell to protect me. But I have to learn to help
build it. And that not even the most solid shell could help protect
from some of the stuff, but it would do me well to at least attempt
it.... And that I will be frightened at times, but that fear is
transitory and that it doesn’t really hurt me.... Oh,” she said
suddenly, “but now I have to go in the other room! The doors open up
funny and disappear. The room’s so bright!”
Jane then described a brilliant “room made of light” that felt like
a “cocoon.” She sat and was “studied” by one of the tall, pale men.
This one had light hair, although the others had hair of various
jewel-like colors. They mentally discussed the things she “knows”
but cannot access consciously. He told her that the knowledge would
“come” to Jane when she was “ready,” explaining that,
“each energy
has to be built up, strengthened, before it can withstand the whole
thing. It has to be adjusted to move in different ways of coping and
seeing, and that’s not easy because there are clumps of resistance
in all of us.”
When asked if this unexpected scenario was related to the dream of
the UFO and the desert-like mesa incident with which the regression
had begun, Jane said that it was, although she didn’t make that
connection clear.
"The tan world is a representation of reality,”
she said, “and the different subtle shadings show how they could
each fade into one another to make a whole, but yet are different.
It is an actual place, yet it’s a representation and symbolic. It is
within our grasp. We can reach it. I went there with help.”
Jane described the UFO as a device making “an observation” of her.
“My ability to break out of the somnambulism and to speak shows my
strength, and they were pleased,” she said. ‘They [the tall beings]
came in then to escort me out of it because I had shown that I could
be strong enough.”
“Were you aware of being in the tan dream in your physical body?”
the hypnotist asked, and Jane said she was.
“If someone had come to your house and looked in,” the hypnotist
persisted, “you would not have been there in your physical form?”
“I don’t know,” she replied. “I was really there, it was real. My
body was there.”
Not much more was elicited about the UFO dream in the regression.
But in Jane’s first hypnosis session she remembered a series of
events in rather detailed clarity. This abduction occurred when she
was a young child staying with her grandmother, and her first
awareness of something strange was seeing her “Nannie” collapse on
the ground outside while hanging up the laundry. Suddenly, Jane felt
that she was being watched and turned to see a group of four or five
entities coming toward her.
When she asked why they were there, she was told, Don’t worry,
you’ll be all right. And the beings escorted her toward the barn.
“What does your friend look like?” the hypnotist asked. “Is he as
tall as you? Taller?”
“Just a little,” she replied. “He’s yellow.”
Jane’s memory of the following events was patchy and confused. She
thought the main entity led her into the barn where she was placed
in something like a “bucket” and swung around. After this, she
recalled being physically examined, helped down naked from a table,
and taken into a different room by the “friend” with “dark, slanted
eyes.”
“It’s round and bright, bare,” Jane described. “I see colors, just
colors. The top is blue, dark royal blue. It’s a pretty, blue
ceiling. The floor tickles my feet, tingly. We walk through the room
and come to where all the animals are.”
When asked more about the animals, including a deer which she pets,
she suddenly skipped to a scene of her crying beside Nannie again,
still immobile slumped over the clothes basket. Once Jane was calmed
down from this, the hypnotist took her back through the entire
scenario. This time, Jane could see more about the examination and
other details.
“When the bucket stops moving, where are you?” she was asked.
‘They help me out and sit me on the table,” Jane said. “It’s the
table. I’ve always been good before. Why are you crying so much? I
don’t know. He says I’ll get over that. I won’t feel so bad, when I
get older.”
“What won’t feel so bad?”
“Their coming, their visits. It’s so kind. They look at the right
side and the left side. They lay me down, pick up my legs one at a
time. It tickles. They pull my toes. And rub their hands up my sides
and say, Turn, so I turn.”
The exam continued, in which Jane was “poked” with an instrument
that reminded her of “chapstick.” Then she was taken into the
colorful room and from there to a third location.
“We go into the room with all the green, it’s so pretty,” she
described. “I see big plants and animals and colors, too, of flowers
and beautiful trees. I see rabbits, and I see a deer, and a bird,
and...uh, oh, oh, down there in the water!”
“What water?”
“There’s water, a lot of water. It’s like a huge swimming pool.
Something’s swimming in the water, but I want to see the deer. I
walk over, I see its eyes. It’s white.”
“What about the water?” the hypnotist asked, because Jane had turned
away from that image very nervously.
“I know what’s in there, and I don’t want to look!” Jane resisted.
“I don’t want to look!
“You don’t have to look,” the hypnotist reassured her, but the image
was already clear.
“I don’t know what it is. Its head is real big, it’s green,” Jane
said apprehensively, and then in a panic she shouted, “Oh! Oh! Ow,
it’s got me! Ooohhh! It has me by the neck! Ow! Let me go! Oh, oh!
My ear! My ear hurts now!”
Jane was so upset by the recollection that after she had regained a
calmer state of mind the session was brought to a close.
Afterward,
she described the water creature as having a long neck and some sort
of “knobs” on its head. Something painful happened to her ear, and
then the creature disappeared back into the water. She remembered
nothing more, until the entities took her back to her grandmother,
who then recovered consciousness.
To date, whenever she has tried to
read the transcripts of both regressions, she becomes so physically
and emotionally upset that she cannot do it. But these are fairly
mundane events within the abduction scenario, and her overreaction
may come from events which are still suppressed in her memory.
Far more pleasant, or at least acceptable, have been the telepathic
communications and “knowings” that have come to Jane without the
aliens being present. The very first message came on November 25,
1992, from which she recorded, “I have suddenly understood that I
must give myself to the Awakening. I understood this as if it were
being told to me. There is a strong sense of urgency. I must respect
my mother and all other things. To not hurt things, to live and let
live. The time will come when they will present themselves to me in
my reality. Won’t be long. As angels they are in the mists of our
mind. Give myself to the awakening. Do things in a good and calm
matter, and everything will be okay.”
The second message, on December 1, gave instructions and warned her
to prepare to photograph the UFOs, which showed up as promised.
On April 22, 1993, she had another revelation.
“I ‘understand’ I’m
to get all my notes together for Karla and her work,” she wrote.
“What I have will be very helpful to her and is to be given freely
as she asks. I’m to make special efforts to share all with her. She
is very important as a voice that will introduce increased
realization throughout the world. She is one of many who introduce
the awareness to awakening.”
The next message, on June 8, concerned something for which Jane felt
she was being
prepared or taught.
“I understand if I meditate on my prayer list
for healing at least
once a day, then I will be shown results,” she recorded. “That is
the next step in my
progression of activation. How far it will go will be determined by
my level of discipline, passion, desire, and will.”
On June 27, Jane woke from a dream about UFOs, but she couldn’t
recall any details. She did recall, however, coming to partial
consciousness in the midst of the dream and trying to retain its
details for later when she would be awake. But all she could
remember was the briefest scene.
“At one point I was standing
looking at myself, and another time myself was behind me,” she wrote
that morning.
But the notes were interrupted just then as a sudden
realization came into her mind. It wasn’t exactly the same as when
the previous “communications” occurred, but it felt akin to that.
“All of a sudden I can remember the dream lesson given to me last
night,” Jane said. “It was illustrated and demonstrated to me the
truth that I am truly a spiritual being animating a body. I am
something separate from the body. The body is a tool, and I am
entrapped in it. But I can separate from the body before death, and
have done it many times, without conscious knowledge. I am a pure
spiritual being when without the body, and I will be again. Patience
is required. I am a spiritual being only animating a shell. The body
is nothing, the soul is all.”
On September 30, a telepathic communication told Jane that she was
now “ready for the next level” and “the beginning of other things.”
She was told that some suppressed memories and information would be
allowed to emerge “so I may retrieve that which will carry me
forward.” She saw herself as “a single mirror of mankind, aware of
choosing either to “uplift” or “tear down” by her actions and
intentions.
The following month, Jane experienced two more communications.
“I
understand I’m to attempt to rid myself of all violent and negative
tendencies, to let go of controlling impulses,” she was told during
the first one. And the second one was simply, “I understand truth is
a lonely territory. Truth is lonely. Each to his own. To disdain is
incorrect.”
Jane had a recent flashback that seemed to fulfill the promise made
in one of the communications, about the release of suppressed
memories. It concerned the UFO “dream” of December 31, 1992, and the
saucer that transformed into a globe, came up close to her face, and
forced her to fall. The new memories filled in the details much
differently, however. After first watching a black saucer-shaped
craft drop “from the clouds like a cookie cutter,” Jane sensed
“several intelligences” in the ship.
Next, she saw it descend and
transform into the sphere with four legs and designs inscribed on
its surface, from which she now sensed a single intelligence. In its
third permutation, the object “rose up and turned into a gray-black
sphere with antennae” but no legs.
“I remember the dark, gun-metal-gray globe with antennae,” she
described, “having an intelligent awareness of me. When its
attention came full on me, it took me over and there was nothing but
me and it. Its physical force was like a huge wind without noise
pushing against me. When I said hello, it was pleased and responded
to me. When its attention came on me, I was its sole interest.
It...was focusing entirely and completely on me.
“The antennae ‘disappeared’ when it came up close. There was an eye,
large, and a round, silver metal thing in the area of a ‘nose.’ I
hear metal clinks and the silver thing comes up to my ear. It feels
‘clinical.’ He’s telling me everything is okay and he knows I’m not
afraid, but I’m reassured telepathically. I know they hear me, and
also he’s ‘reading’ me. There is the absolute feeling of immense
power and a rather impersonal caring and kindness. I also feel
concern, but again, personal yet impersonal to a great degree. As I
dwell on it, the ‘eye’ was truly alien, or rather not human. God, it
was intense, probing, objective, impersonal, all-powerful.
“The silver metal thing is looking. It connects to my ear by
clamping on the outside. In fact, it clamps on and covers my entire
ear, and something is inserted. Something that implants and affects
my brain chemicals and certain subtle functions. It is adding. The
implant looks like a very tiny oblong cylinder about a quarter-inch
long or smaller, made of non-metal stuff.
“I’m reassured during the entire procedure. And it doesn’t hurt too
much. I ask why they need that, and he looks deep into my eyes for a
long time. Then he says that it was my choice, that I agreed to all
this a long time ago.
“I said I didn’t remember the agreement and when did I do that. And
he answered, Before you were born, and we’ve had this conversation
before.
“I asked him, ‘Why me?’
“He said, Because you became open and now the awakening has begun.
He told me that neither I nor the many others awakened could stop
the arousal of ourselves or of humankind. The trigger had been
pulled, and everything was to schedule.
"They pulled the thing away from my ear, and it hurt and stung for a
little bit. I felt like something had been drawn out, an energy of
some sort. They inserted sound in my head, and for a little bit
afterward I was blind and could only see brilliant, revolving,
iridescent colors so intense I had a momentary light explosion
accompanied by a brief, unbelievable wave of head pain. But I saw
his eye come close, his head touching my head, our left eyes almost
touching, and the pain stopped. His eye was all I could see. His eye
took the colors and pain away, and I was so grateful. His eye made
me sleepy. I was comforted by the closeness of the energy and by his
eye.
“I can’t say yet what he looked like because the ‘globe’ screen is
strong. The globe had seams of some sort. The eye is partially
outlined in some fashion... a black void, liquid somehow and
observing me on all levels of my being.
“At one point during all this, but I can’t remember when, I was also
told that the power-hungry governments of the earth were going to be
very surprised because their worst nightmare was about to come true,
that even they hadn’t fully estimated the effect the Voyagers’
arrival would have on the worldwide human population, or the rapid
growth of their influence; that they (govt.) still hadn’t fully
accepted that it was a losing battle and eventually they will
acquiesce.”
The implications of such statements, if true, are enormous. Jane
didn’t know what to think about the communication, although the exam
scenario seemed real. Moreover, the memory differed from the
spiritual encounter that emerged in the hypnotic recall. Were they
two episodes of the same event, or was one memory a contrived screen
for the other?
Throughout everything she has experienced, Jane’s thoughts and
emotions have run the gamut.
“At first I was terrified,” she wrote in our initial contact, “but
now I’m not. I feel whatever has happened has been not to hurt me. I
feel like a piece of myself that was missing has been reconnected.
I’ve had deep spiritual experiences and feelings since October 1992,
all of a personal nature. I am uneasy sometimes, but I don’t think
I’m afraid any more.”
In fact, she reported a very sudden change in her emotions that
occurred in the winter of that year. “I went to bed afraid,” she
said, “and woke up the next day very detached,” as if she’d been
tranquilized and reassured. Her initial thoughts about the alien
agenda, however, still made a “knot” in her stomach. “It’s really
all for their purpose,” she said, “something that was prepared and
developed long ago.” And she felt she had been somehow given a
choice to accept them, although it doesn’t matter to them. “Either
way, they win.”
Jane didn’t know why she was taken for alien involvement, nor what
exactly she had been trained or prepared to do. Her only clue is a
sense that she is “supposed” to introduce people close to her to the
reality of alien existence.
“You know, sometimes I feel used,” she
commented. “Is all this of my free will for good, or am I a puppet?”
She did feel that the aliens have put information into a deeper
level of her mind, as if she were “stuffed full” with suppressed
knowledge. Further, she said she didn’t feel ready to know until
now. She saw herself as “one of millions in a grassroots movement
who are being stimulated” into a “gradual realization.” Jane also
sensed that the aliens had fostered within her mind a mistrustful
attitude toward the government. But she was not at all sure of the
source of any of the events and communications because she felt that
both positive and negative entities or groups may have interacted
with her.
As for the aliens themselves, she has only their actions and words
to guide her assessment. Once when she telepathically asked them for
a better term to call them than “alien,” she was given the epithet
“Voyagers,” and they said that the awakening humans were being made
into “harbingers of discord, discontent, revolution.”
Judging by
their actions, Jane is not always reassured.
“We’re not seeing the true intelligence behind all these scenes,’
she said. The fact that they put us through episodes of “set-up
scenes” and “absurd stuff” frightens her.
“I’m afraid we might find that intelligence so cold and impersonal,”
she said, “that it would be unbearable.”
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