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My Experience with the Greys, Part 1Posted by Mir-Ra on April 14, 2011 at 10:48pm I've have not seen much on this site regarding the Greys. Since they have affected each of us and our society so dramatically, I believe it is important that people be aware of how they operate and have decided to share my experiences with them in several separate posts because one post would be too long. I derive information from direct experience which is followed later by written confirmation that I am lead to read in a seemingly unrelated manner. Over time, a great deal of understanding develops and is integrated. I'm explaining this because so many people get their information from reading books, taking classes, from channeling, listening to channels or any combination of these. My process is quite different. What I am asking you to do, more than just
reading what happened, is to scrutinize the dynamics of it. I have had several experiences with the Greys that I am fully aware of. The first was an abduction in 1983. This experience had been planned well in advance of the event. It involved a human accomplice, or what appeared to be a human accomplice. Basically a fabric store suddenly appeared within walking distance of my home. At that time I was without a car and was doing seamstress work to bring in extra money. The store was selling remnants very reasonably, so all this was uncannily convenient. In becoming acquainted with the owner (and his wife, who was occasionally there) I was put at ease by them presenting themselves as a good ‘Christian’ couple. This is precisely where I wasin my belief systemat the time. One day as we were chatting over the sales counter, the man suddenly said, “You should come and talk to me.” When I looked in his eyes, a strange light shot out of them. It was truly weird. I declined the invitation and backed off from even going there any more. Several weeks later, I awoke one morning knowing I would be going to that store. I did not need to buy anything. There was no reason to go. I did not know why I was going. After I got my husband and child off to work and school, I got ready to walk to the store. The energy of the morning and my energy was notably strange. I was doing things as though by rote – not because I wanted to. It was not normal but it was just happening. That morning the sky was extremely stormy – very dark clouds hanging very low. Surely they could open up in a deluge any second. It was nuts to be out walking, but there I was. Then I began to hear deep rumbling hum in the clouds above. It was not thunder or any natural sound. It was mechanical and something huge. I knew something was up there. I began to become frightened. In my mind, I hear, “We are looking for someone.” I have always been clairaudient, especially if there was something I needed to be aware of. Now I was becoming truly frightened and I tried to turn around and go back home. But my feet kept moving me forward. Realizing that I was going no matter what I wanted was freaking me out. When I entered the store, no one was shopping there. The owner greeted me as though he expected me. An employee appeared to take the front counter and I followed him to his office. As the door close, I felt like wires were being jerked out of my brain. That is the best way I can explain that I felt a physical change within my brain that modified my normal reactions. Instead of running, I stood there and was only able to tell the truth. From that point on the conversation was more like an interview. I do not remember that conversation particularly, because the man’s face kept changing into faces of different people. It was as though the room was filled with people, even though it was just he and I. At one point, I looked at him and he (normally average height, blond with blue eyes) was tall and husky with dark bushy hair and a beard. As many other faces as I had seen, this one made me gasp and jump backward. When I saw my own back standing in front of me, I realized I had leapt out of my body, which I didn’t even know was possible at that time. In a panic, I tried to get back in my body, but it had already become occupied with someone and they were talking to the man. Literally beside myself, I was wondering what to do, when I began to rise off the ground. This freaked me out even more and I began to struggle and stress. I heard a voice from behind me, reassuring me. “It’s alright. You are not your body. Your body will be safe until you return.” This was NOT comforting. As I rose, I could see all of time, past and future laid out like a ribbon of film into one big now. I could see my past lives, a concept I didn’t have yet. I realized that I knew this man from one of them. The next thing I consciously knew, I was back in his office being offered a cup of water. I was disoriented; sweating profusely. Two hours had gone somewhere and I had no memory of any of it. I told the man, “My husband is out there combing the streets for me. He is really worried. I have to leave.” I was almost home when my husband picked me up in the car. He had come home for lunch and was combing the streets for me. He was worried. It was so unlike him to come home for lunch and unlike me to not just be at home. I expected him to be really angry, but he was not. He took me home and went back to work. Three days later, I remembered what had happened during the two missing hours. It came back to me in a dream. I awoke with a start, sat straight up in bed in a profuse sweat. I remembered! I remembered standing naked in front of a half dozen strange-looking
beings. They were short, had disproportionately large heads, large black almond
shaped eyes, pale skin and spindly limbs. My knees were too weak to hold me up
so the man from the store was supporting me. He was perfectly calm and in
control of himself. I, on the other hand, was screaming and totally undone. I
was screaming, but there was no volume to my voice. The beings were calmly
explaining something to mein great detail
that was pretty technical. After they finished explaining, they asked me if I would be willing to carry a child full-term for them. I told them,
, quite emphatically,
I would not. At that point, I was returned to my body, but I do not remember those details. I remember being confused
during the entire incident, because I had had dreams all my life of being on a
ship with other beings. They were my friends. I could not tell if these were the
same or not, but they did not feel like the same. To that point in time, I
thought those dreams were just dreams. I also remember a scene before I awoke where I was in a room that reminded me of a classroom because everyone was seated desks. There was a big fluff about what had happened to me and someone got a reprimand. I even felt like maybe I had done something wrong - but knew I had not. Primarily, I knew the incident had not passed unnoticed, but I had no idea who noticed. At any rate, now I knew what had happened
and that was very upsetting. I was very upset with the man from the store.
Not only was he was a witness, which meant I could not blow the whole thing off.
He was a willing participant. I never told my husband. There was no one I could
talk to about it. I tried to carry on with life as though nothing had happened,
which was ridiculous. But that is what I did. I did not return to the store and I avoided the store owner. But I on one occasion, I could hear him in my head telling me to come around to a small convenience store. I went out of curiosity and there he was. After that I closed my mind to that communication. He appeared in my dreams trying to ‘get something going’ between us. Once, I was in his room on the ship. He showed me his true appearance, which was reptoid and I fainted. When I regained consciousness, he handed me a hand mirror to show me my 'true' appearance, which was similar to his. I threw the mirror smashing it against the wall and closed my mind to that communication. Several times I ran across him when I was out with my child – at a park, again at a skate rink. We had telepathic communications where I told him, “I know who you are. It doesn’t matter how you disguise yourself. You don’t fool me.”Both times he was dressed as a clown and was taking part in birthday parties. When I saw him at the skating rink, he told me, at one point, to go over to the side rail, which overlooked the rink, and to look at the people. “It is not their fault,” I heard. I didn’t know what he meant. After that he went onto the rink to skate with the kids, holding a couple of them by the hand and he allowed me to see a silhouette of his true form, which was that of a Grey. I knew then that his appearance was, in reality, a holographic projection into the minds of everyone around him. The next thing I knew that store vanished and so did he. For several years after that, my body went through a very intense re-organization. I realized that everything I had been brought up to believe was a lie and I threw it all out. I aborted my operating system and re-integrated a new one based on the truths that had been revealed. During this time, I was quite ill physically. All my teeth got loose, my body would not process the food I ate and I had hideous rashes. It was painful to hear spoken language. I just could not be around people for very long at all. I forgot how to do the simplest things – like how to cook. I never went to a doctor, instinctively knowing that what was going with me was not anything they had been trained to deal with. Instead, I was lead to healing information by other means. At that point I was just going back to bed and not getting up at all unless my husband or child needed me. While I was home alone, kind beings showed up energetically and nursed me, spoke to me, encouraged me get up and to move my body. I would be listening to music on the radio and suddenly someone was talking about vitamin and mineral imbalances which turned out to be pertinent to what I needed. I ended up subsisting on raw milk and eventually added pureed green vegetables – basically I was lead to eat an all natural diet with no processed foods until I fully recovered. After that, life went mundane again for quite a while but I was forever changed.
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