first-person blog sharing experiences

I've stumbled on a really interesting blog titled Abducted by Aliens authored by a fellow named Chuck Weiss.

Here's a passage:

"A friend of mine told me recently that I have all the essentials to make a good blogger. I have a subject I’m passionate about, the UFO/Abduction Phenomenon. I write well, and I like to do it. I’m excited about this new direction in my life for a couple of reasons. First, I need to write. It helps me to focus and move forward ... Writing for me is medicine. It helps to relieve the aches and pains of being an Experiencer."

Chuck wrote a book detailing his personal experiences, and he is publishing it on-line. And this blog is a daily excerpt of the complete text of this book. I find it fascinating.

In the last year I have become utterly fascinated by individuals who claim contact with non-human entities, and then sharing their story on-line. There is a whole slew of these first-person blogs (and web sites) emerging on the internet. This new form of communication is a sort of democracy of individual expression, and I find it utterly amazing.

I've been keeping a list of these intriguing (that's getting longer and longer), and I'm deeply committed to finding more. At some point in the future I'll share this list. If anyone out there knows of a personal blog or website dealing with firsthand abduction/contact/experiences, please (PLEASE) send me a note in the comments below.

comrades in blogging

I found another comrade in blogging. His name is Dan, his site is only 10 days old and I recommend it highly.

LUMINOSITY

a journal of high strangeness

We met on-line last night, I think he commented on my blog, but I'm not sure. Right now, this is sort of a blur for me. He was a follower of Mac Tonnies' blog, and he found my site thru Mac.

He is sharing his paranormal experiences in a first hand format, and the stories are downright soul-stirring. He writes clearly and without excessive flourish. His text is beautiful, insightful and haunting. There is a reoccurring figure shows up in his postings, and he calls it The Harlequin.

Here is an (edited) excerpt from a posting on March 23rd:

But what does any of this really mean? ... The very fact of the matter is that all of this high strangeness no longer has an ephemeral quality to it. ... Whereas we used to view UFOs, Aliens, and Ghosts as mere modern folklore with occasional manifestations, we are now forced (at least I am) to view these manifestations as a reality that has insinuated itself into the physical world. A reality that will not go away. The solidification of this high-strangeness only reveals how far we are along the path to dissolution. What form this dissolution may take is presently outside of my knowing.

The Harlequin is no ghost. It is no alien from another planet, nor curious earth spirit. Having observed it for nearly thirty years of my life, and communicating with it from childhood, I know full well that it is something far more profound. ... This is no mere phantasm, this is a being that can cloak itself at will and manifest itself at will. It can terrify you with a simple look and let you know in the most subtle ways that it is all around you watching like an owl in the dead of night. Because of this ambiguity I am unsure to its ultimate purpose. This appears to be the way it wants that to be, or it may be that my own fear of the phenomenon has blinded me to its purpose.

We are living in strange days. ... With what I have been hearing lately, it seems that the appearance of these things is happening more and more often. My firm belief is that this is occurring is because human belief in them has grown more over the years. The UFO and other phenomenon seem to have been a tool they used to establish themselves in the collective consciousness of humanity. The more we acknowledge their reality and their place in the world, the more they are able to establish themselves. The harlequin came to me as a child, and because I remembered it and entertained its presence, it has never left because my memories of childhood have been retained to a very strange degree. I fear it greatly because of its ambiguity and the mystique it has cultivated in my life over the years. They have come through the walls of reality, and now there is no turning back...

Well said!

Ketroversy and UFO's near Sedona

Here is one more very curious ingredient in this weird soup surrounding Sedona. The first hand story from the late Kent Daniel Bentkowski (creator of the Ketroversy Papers Blog) is remarkably weird, and I found it very relevant to some of the previous postings. The story elements include a guy born in 1962, a lonely road outside of Sedona Arizona and a UFO. He seems to fit into a shared pattern of folks my age with certain experiences. There's more, and it's well worth listening. Kent has a slow way of talking that I find absolutely hypnotic.

This audio features a 17 minute slightly edited excerpt from an interview with Adam Gorightly from his collection of on-line podcasts, Untamed Dimensions. The interview took place (strangely enough) almost two years to the day of this posting, March 6th, 2008.

My experience of the "Lamp Shade" dream and the Blue Orb is relevant to this audio clip below. It would be advisable to read this essay in conjunction to the issues in this post here. And also this post too, where there is another story about an odd experience near Sedona. Sorry if this information seems all jumbled up and overlapping, this stuff can be overwhelming and confusing.
_________________________________________________

audio download / 23 minutes long

NOTE: If the audio link is finicky, try refreshing this page. Or, to download directly to your hard-drive, simply click on the DivShare logo (at the right) and then click on the big ARROW labeled "Download Original"

__________________________________________________

Is this Dondo?

There's more, and it's synchro-rific:

(added the evening of March 7th) Just minutes ago I hung up the phone after a 2 hour interview with Greg Bishop of Radio Mysterioso (more on that soon) and the ONLY question from a listener (via email) was: "What are your thoughts about Kent Daniel Bentkowski?" What? I almost dropped the phone! It was so weird to have someone ask me about Kent after I'd been finalizing this posting just minutes before starting the interview, and at that point it was still UN-posted!

__________________________________________________

There's even more, and it's synchro-LAME:

(added the morning of March 8th) Greg Bishop emailed me last night. It seems that the "listener" with a question above was Adam Gorightly, and he knew full well that I had been working on a post with audio from Kent, and the listening audience got to hear my already mumbly voice stammer in out-and-out stupification. I was at the receiving end of a childish prank! Let the world know, equally childish retaliation is in order.
__________________________________________________

my comrade in blogging

My sister blogger writes about her own experience with a BLUE ORB, it's a fascinating story and required reading. She posts under the name Lucretia's Heart, and her life has been awash in high strangeness. (like this, this and THIS!)

Lately, both of us have been writing about our weirdly vivid dreams.

Thankfully, she's been sharing more of her paranormal experiences in recent posts, and she even says that it was my prodding that's getting her to tell more. Maybe, but I didn't need to do much more than ask her, she was ready, and all I needed to do was give her a tiny nudge.

And, she's funny too.

a sister blogger (another one)

A few days ago I received a comment on a posting I wrote on St. Paddy's Day, it was from another blogger. For some reason, I was fascinated by her comments. I searched a little, found her site, read some of her work, sent her a note and soon we were emailing back and forth.

This is yet another blog where the author shares personal paranormal experiences, including UFO sightings and their heavy-handed implications. (Someday, I need to make a list of these blogs) I am still at a loss at how to label these experiences. Is she an abductee? Contactee? Experiencer?

The title of her ongoing blog is: IN A WORLD CRACKING OPEN - Endings & Beginnings.

She goes by the pen name Lucretia Heart, and her story is rich, complicated and utterly bizarre. Having been looking at this subject, long and hard, I gotta say most of the stuff in her story seems to match things I’ve heard, either in print or from people sharing these stories with me directly.

I was utterly drawn to this posting. Here’s how the story begins:

Late September 2006, at about 2 am, a strange, blond man, tall, broad shouldered, and handsome, walked right into our living room in the middle of the night. We were up and alert at the time because someone had awakened us out of a dead sleep by rapping loudly on our bedroom window. A few minutes later, while my husband, Gerick, and I were shakily trying to figure out what was going on, Big Blond Guy just opened up our front door and strode on in!

I knew him and his name was Ethan...

Bizarre things had been occurring ever since we moved into that cabin out in the Ohio woods: Grey alien visitations, poltergeist phenomena, and several close-up UFO sightings. It had been an interesting year, to say the least! But this walk-in by a tall blond dude was altogether a bigger deal, and I knew it.

Many years before, Gerick and I and several other abductees we knew of were apparently put on some sort of 'stand-by' status. We were all told the same thing: that we were prepared and ready now, so we'd mostly be left alone (except for brief check-ups) until "it was time."

Time for what? For something to start. Something big. Something that had to do with the whole world changing. . .

NOTE: This story has been featured in JAR Quarterly
(Journal of Abduction-Encounter Research)

Mike replies...
I’ll add that 2006 seems to be the year that I began to become more preoccupied with the subject. My interest had been simply the stuff of curiosity, a subject that I followed. But, from this point on (about 2006) it turned into an obsession, and heavy-handed synchronicities began to invade my life.

Here are two more postings from my sister blogger. To me, these follow up stories are an important addition to the Ethan story.

Lucretia writes, The Hippie Visitor:

(she shares this) The following I wrote before meeting a guy named "Ethan" in a 2006 experience. I don't think they're the same guy-- but I could be wrong. I'm still confused about this one...

Mike replies...
Anyone who has read SIGHT UNSEEN by Budd Hopkins will immediately be reminded of the mysterious Mr. Page. The stories are eerie in their similarities.

Lucretia writes, A Letter To "Ethan"

I'm not sure what I'm trying to do here, exactly. I suppose I'm trying to imagine that if there were a way to communicate to "Ethan" (or whatever that mysterious yet familiar guy's name was who visited us in late September of 2006) I would dearly like to do so and would. I guess this is an exercise of my wishful imagination. But IF I could write to him, and have him read my writing, this is what I would like to say to that Angel/Alien/Faerie who came that night...

Mike concludes...
I could have made this post a LOT longer. My communications with Lucretia has been a tightly woven web of links to other ongoing synchronicities, including: The Irish, women with long red hair, the number 33, tall Nordic beings, Budd Hopkins and a deep premonition about our future.

_________________________________________________

crop circle synchronicities

a big map of Kansas and three points along a line

This story, told by my sister blogger in a video format, is strangely similar to my experience.

I had a thought that my little community needed a crop circle, and it appeared that night in a wheat field near by. It was a simple thing, just a nice thought.

Here's an excerpt form a prevous blog posting:
It was mid-day (summer 2002) and I was at my desk ... and I had this sudden flash. I thought to myself: We need a crop circle here, that would be so fun ... This thought just emerged in my mind out of nowhere ...

The next day, I saw a friend on the street here in Driggs. We chatted for a little while and then she offhandedly added, “You know that a crop circle appeared in Teton last night.”

This was the day when I met Stace at this set of circles. And she saw a silvery disc above the formation.

And, for those hard core paranormalist out there, what was that curious flash at the 3:oo mark?

Read Stace's comments at her blog.

___________________________________________

PLEASE NOTE:

This video sent me on that wild ride where I obsessively looked into my own MAP weirdness.

cloud circles

I've be doing these curious dueling posts with my sister blogger, Stace. This morning I saw that she had written a very strange personal experience. A story of asking the universe a question, and getting a reply.

Cloud Circles: Telegrams from a Conscious Cosmos

[excerpt]

Then our attention was drawn up to a scene that astonished us, despite our sensibility. There in the sky was, beyond any doubt, an intelligent manifestation of the extramundane reality we’d just been discussing. A definitive “cloud circle” stretched across the entire visible sky above us, painted in cotton ball clouds the warm hue of reflected city lights against the pitch black canvas of deep space ... Plainly depicted was an Elder of one of the Americas’ native tribes ... somehow also the embodiment of the Grandfather Sky archetype.

________________________________________________________

streetlights

Last week I was in Bozeman Montana. I was on my bike riding through the cute streets of the downtown neighborhoods. It was nighttime and snowing, and it was really pretty. As I rode, I calmly thought to myself, “Nothing strange has happened in a little while, has this weird part of my life ended?”

And, at that exact instant, the streetlight directly above me shut off.

Ha! I laughed out loud. It was funnier than it was weird. I tried to ride past some other streetlights to see if it would happen again (it didn't).

I’ve experienced this occasionally over the years, where street lights will turn off as I approach them, but it’s been inconsistent, so I don’t really consider it strange. But that night, riding my bike in the wet snow, it felt different. It felt like I asked a question - and I got an instantaneous reply.

The question was just a playful nice thought, nothing needy or pleading, and this seems to be a pattern for me. Simple questions that just pop into my head are somehow more relevant.

ALSO: I have another nice thought event with the same street-light response.

[Text added: May 1st, 2009]

A mutual blogger named Stace (one of my sister blogs) just posted an insightful essay on her streetlight experiences.

Singing the Body Electric

- Human Force Fields and The Streetlight Effect

{an excerpt}

I’ve thought about “the streetlight effect” quite a lot, because the phenomenon of knocking out streetlights happens around me quite a bit. These events are also episodic to a degree, typically clustered around times when I perceive my quantum vibration to be intensely high, whether I’m relaxed or excited.

Based on how I feel energetically, I can generally predict whether or not I’ll be knocking out streetlights on a given night. If I’m driving home from an intriguing lecture or have just been involved in a fractalising conversation, or if I’m just thinking, thinking, thinking and making new connections - that’s when I’m more likely to affect streetlights.

_____________________________________________________

comrades

The blogisphere confounds and impresses me, and here's another example.

As a follow up to my previous post about my two sister blogs, I’ve found my brother blog, PARANORMAL MUSINGS, created by Canadian film maker Michael MacDonald. Both our blogs are focused on weird paranormal stuff, much of it personal.

We’ve commented on each others posts, e-mailed, and even spoken on the phone since meeting through our blogs, with the initial conjoint link being Mac Tonnies and his blog POSTHUMAN BLUES. Michael found my blog (and made a comment) on March 10th, one week after my first posting.

There are a bunch of curious similarities between Michael and myself. And I don’t know what else to do but list 'em, so here goes:

* We are both named Michael.

* We both have (beautiful) Scottish last names.

* I am 46 and he is 47.

* My list of labels on this blog have both "paranormal" and "musings" as a quick link to the posts.

* Both of us are involved with a documentary project on the subject of UFO abduction phenomenon. His film INTRUDERS, is completed but mine (alas) is on hold. We were working on them at the same time. We’ve each interviewed Budd Hopkins, Dave Jacobs and Leo Sprinkle. When he described his film during our phone conversation, I started laughing.

* We both are big fans of Mac Tonnies.

* We are both cat people.

* We are both creative types (and we’ve both worked on a lot of TV commercials).

* We both have curious memories, and we are blogging and sharing our odd personal stories in a very public way.

* And - His blog was started on March 2nd of this year, and I started my blog March 3rd, the very next day.

Am I reading too much into this? I can’t help it, these similarities fascinate me.

Michael MacDonald actually commented on my posting

The Neuron-like Nature of the Internet, as I was adding his picture to this post.

He wrote: Interesting, as I was reading along it made me think of my Ackerman 000 experience, and you actually posted an excerpt. I think the internet in its vast and complex interconnectedness becomes the equivalent of a web-based-style of quantum slit test. In a similar fashion I have often wondered whether systems on the edge of stability, such as an electric light bulb about to burn out, are primed for influence by entities such as ghosts, spirits, and even aliens, if they do exist in the paranormal realm as we suspect.

two sister blogs

I’ve been utterly intrigued by two other blogs, both curiously similar to this one. The first is called Postreason and the postings are by a woman going by the name Kartott.

The second is Inter-Intelligence Communications (IIC), with postings by a woman named Stace.

Postreason started in February of ‘09 (25 days before I stated this blog). IIC started in November of ‘08. Mine was the most recent, with the first post in early March. I found their blogs only after starting mine.

Why did these writers (myself included) create these very public websites?

In a recent blog posting on Postreason, Kartott wrote:

About 1- 2 years ago ... I found I had the time and space to revisit old personal history, events and experiences that I had wondered about for years, but had put on the back burner in order to carry out my ordinary daily life. I began my exploration by joining Dreamland last year, participating in the chat sessions on that site. ... I joined the Paracast board last year, but did not post much until recently. Mike Clelland's recent posts there frankly gave me the courage to come forward more publicly (thanks Mike!), though I still have this weird feeling of wanting to run an hide every time I talk about this. Yet I feel a strong compulsion that its time to do this. I feel I must get my stories out whether written or visual. This is largely a selfish act, something I need to do for me.

And in a follow up comment Kartott added:

... More recently I have been feeling a sense of urgency regarding some visual imagery that I want to get out of my system. The stories are almost secondary at this point. ... However, in posting recent imagery (specifically, the cigarette lady) I felt it necessary to describe the particulars (i.e., the words). And in doing so, it seems I got even more questions about other events (oy)...

And there is a curiously similar tone from the author of the other blog. Stace wrote about her inspiration to begin blogging in a personal email:

As for IIC (Inter-Intelligence Communications blog), for ages I've felt a need to share my experiences that indicate a deeper level of reality than most people realize is interwoven with the mundane stuff. I've been more or less driven to tell my stories... and I also feel that by writing and posting my experiences, those that are "ready for" or "needing" or just "interested in" what I have to say will find it and get something out of it.

My need to develop IIC became more urgent in the past year, so when ... [I] set it up in November, it was like "WOW!" - a whole new world of possibility opened up, and I jumped right in!

When I review the words of these two bloggers, I am struck by the similar emotions. There’s a pattern in their explanations, there’s a repeating of words and phrases like: need, urgent, strong compulsion, I've felt a need to share my experiences, I've been more or less driven to tell my stories, sense of urgency, I want to get it out of my system.

Kartott stated is perfectly in six words, "I must get my stories out."

I feel the exact same way, and I don't quite understand why.

A few weeks ago I had a long talk with Stace on the phone. She made a real-deal effort to try and describe what she was feeling. She wanted to find the perfect word, and she actually got the dictionary out and looked up COMPELLED and IMPELLED in the hopes of better defining this feeling. We agreed that both words seemed accurate.

She said that what she was feeling was coming from outside of her. She was COMPELLED to come forward and share her story.

This matched what I am feeling - exactly. Especially right now.

I look at my blog, with all it’s strange (and very personal) stories, and the logical side of my brain says: “I must be crazy, I should delete all of this.” But I don’t. Some other part of me wins out, and instead, I add to it.

Recently, I had a psychic reading (and I wrote about it) from a woman and the first thing she tells me is, “You need to be journaling.”

To make all this even more mixed up, Stace plays an important role in one of my postings about visiting a crop circle, dated March 5th. She respond to me and says she just posted a story about her experiences in that same formation on March 3rd, two days before.

And just a little while ago, I was the focus of a bunch of internet forum postings questioning my honesty, and some of it was pretty negative. Kartott sent me a supportive personal message saying: “Hang in there.”

When I checked her site, I saw - to my surprise - that she had thanked me, she said I gave her courage. Right at that moment, I was in a very low mood, I felt really discouraged. And when she thanked me, I instantly felt SO good. I got kinda sappy and emotional.

And, Kartott writes about owls, and Stace writes about synchronicities. There's more, and I'll post it soon.

Why do the words of these two women resonate so deeply with me? They both articulate a sense of urgency, and I feel it too.

Should I try and describe what I’m feeling? I don’t know if I can. Both these women are saying it for me, better than I could. But what is it?

* * *

QUESTION: Is there anyone else out there feeling the same thing? Are there any other folks blogging for similar mysterious reasons?

(PLEASE NOTE: any editing by me of other postings and emails is indicated by using ... in the text)

Teton crop circle

Teton Idaho, 2002

This is an event from the summer of 2002. This was the weekend that the movie SIGNS premiered, with crop circles as part of the plot.

It was mid-day and I was at my desk doing the mundane stuff of my everyday life, and I had this sudden flash. I thought to myself: We need a crop circle here, that would be so fun, and it would really shake things up.

This thought just emerged in my mind out of nowhere. And the idea seemed have a simple sort of playful tone. It was just a nice thought.

The next day, I saw a friend on the street here in Driggs. We chatted for a little while and then she offhandedly added, “You know that a crop circle appeared in Teton last night.”

What?

I was surprised, and I asked her for any details. She had actually just returned from visiting the circle. It was outside the little town of Teton Idaho just a few miles away. I realized that I needed to go visit this thing. And within minutes I bumped into another pal, a fellow named Jeff and told him about it. Without any hesitation, we both hopped in my little Subaru, and we drove to the area. Jeff has been a friend from my little town since I moved here, and he is a good sounding board for all things paranormal and conspiratorial. We are strangely similar in our fascination with this fringe stuff.

When we arrive a the circle, there were a lot of cars parked along side the little country road, and a lot of people milling around. We looked up onto a gentle little hill and we saw an obvious pattern of circles in the field of wheat. We hop out of the car and we immediately meet a very attractive woman. We start talking and she says she is doing research. She has a series of little plastic ziploc bags filled with soil samples and crop samples all labeled and organized.

Then, and this came out of nowhere, she announces that she is working on a book about UFO’s. I was a little surprised, because she sort of changed the subject - and it was a topic I was extremely interested in. I asked what it was about, and she went on to say that it was a collection of curious and funny stories associated with the UFO phenomenon.

Then she said something very interesting, “I am not sure of the title, but I know what I want the cover to look like. I want it to look just like a comic book cover from the 1950’s with exaggerated hand-lettering and drawings of people reacting to flying saucers in a cartoony sort of way.”

She went on, “I know exactly what I want, but I haven’t found an illustrator yet.”

With that, Jeff lets out a big belly laugh.

I pull out my wallet and hand her my business card. I say, “Well, you don’t have to look anymore, because I’m the guy.”

Now, I don’t know how much you (the reader) knows about me and my illustration style, but EVERYTHING that I draw seems to look like it’s stuck in a comic book from the 1950’s complete with exaggerated hand-lettering. So, this was more than a little bit coincidental.

Again, this synchronicity had a tone of playfulness.

I encourage you to follow up with another blog. Read a story about this same crop circle by the researcher noted above, she describes seeing a small disc shaped UFO above the formation as she was making measurements. [click here] The post is dated March 3rd, 2009.

And here's a link about this formation, [click here] for a write-up on the research from the UTAH UFO HUNTER'S website.

__________________________________________________________