I dreamt I was at Dad’s house standing in the yard near the big old cottonwood tree. There, sitting quiet and on the ground, in broad daylight, was a huge disc-shaped craft. It rose about 20 feet into the air and had about 4 times that length as its diameter. I was very near to this ship and was so stunned to find myself just standing next to it in my childhood backyard, I felt myself holding my breath and blinking my eyes wondering what was happening.
I wasn’t standing very far away, perhaps 10 steps or so. I told myself to breathe, and cocked my ear to listen to see if I could hear any engine sounds or activity. I heard nothing at all. I looked carefully to memorize all the small details of what sat before me. I knew I wanted to remember everything.
The ship was solid enough and taking up space. I saw no windows and no entry or door of any kind in the main portion of the saucer. I saw no feet or landing gear. I saw no rivets or seams. There was a small circular dome at the top of the ship, but it was somewhat flat, not very prominent, smaller than what one might imagine. There may have been some “windows” encircling the dome, but if what I was looking at was glass or something like it, it was heavily frosted and gave no hint of light or movement or at what, or who, might be inside.
I considered my situation, and decided I may as well find out more. I slowly and gingerly walked up close enough to touch. Should I? Peering at the surface I was surprised to note that it wasn’t slick, silver or metallic looking or shiny. This thing was grey, but a dullish sort of grey and it reflected no light. I reached out a finger and gently touched.
As soon as I made contact with the surface, I had a memory arise from when I was 15 years old and was on my first deep sea fishing adventure with my Dad and brother Randy near Port Aransas Texas. We had caught a small sand shark and before releasing it back to the water I ran my finger down its skin on its back. Rather than the slimy scales of most fish, a shark’s skin feels almost like suede. Unless you run your finger in the opposite direction. Then it feels like sandpaper.
The craft’s surface was warm, dry and somewhat suede-like, and definitely reminded me of shark skin. This surprised me. I removed my hands to my pockets and pondered it all. Inside my pocket I had a roller ball pen. I held it in my right hand and an out-of-context almost ridiculous idea popped into my mind: Let’s try writing on the surface.
I took the cap of the pen and touched the surface. What kind of mark should I make? I am old enough to reference the old “Kilroy was here” meme, probably one of the first contemporary meme’s ever, that came to popularity during WWII. Pushing that thought out of my mind, noting that of all I have ever read, heard and discovered in quantum healing sessions about spacecraft, I had never heard of either a suede like surfaced ship, nor or anyone attempting graffiti upon the surface of any, for any reason.
What kind of experience WAS this anyway? I was most lucid in this dream. I was asking logical questions, despite the “Kilroy” thought.
I knew that in the house before me, I had, just 3 days prior, been in a consciousness exploration experience with my friends Will and Allison Brown. A “tandem” BQH session. Will, a powerful channeler, and myself were led into a trance state by Allison. The general topic of investigation was “Reality Creation.” Then, the next day, Will channeled for us again, this time within the Portal at our home, on Atira Moon Farm. In this channeling, we met the “Orion Counsel of 12,” and were given guidance how the 12 placed stones here at the farm connected with the 12 Original Clusters within the concept and book of Allison and Will’s called “The Origin Story.”
There were a lot of moving parts to consider.
I made a mark upon the craft’s surface. Nothing more than a small line and squiggle at the end. The material was absorbent. How odd. I wondered then if anyone inside knew what I had just done or if a galactic truant officer would find out and come find me to have me clean the mark or atone for my petty crime. At that moment, just to keep me hopping I guess, one of our cats from the farm, Kismet, appeared, and was sitting on the ground at my right. I made eye contact with her and she quickly placed a thought into my head. She wanted to dash toward the house. She wanted us to go together and wanted us to run quickly in tandem. She sensed a powerful energetic flow, along a “tangent” line coming off the ship. She wanted to enter that energy flow and wanted me to go with her.
Okay, what was going on here? This was starting to seem like a jumbled, “regular” dream. One with bits of this and that randomly produced by daily life and strung together with an outrageous storyline. But I knew it wasn’t a regular dream. I was lucid. I just couldn’t quite make sense of the parts.
I decided to not bother to analyze Kismet’s request and rather just play along. I put my pen back in my pocket. Kismet gave me a “ready-set-go” look and off we dashed.
Merging with Kismet as one might merge with another car on a busy highway we ran side by side towards and then past the ship in a straight line. Within the tangent energy corridor, the air and space changed a bit. This air and space was instantly “familiar.” It reminded me of the tandem session that happened just days before. We were just leaping up into the air to the back steps on the porch when something really odd occurred – as if the whole experience wasn’t odd enough. Just as our feet should have landed on the concrete of the porch, rather than finding ourselves standing by the back door, we rather, quite jarringly, found ourselves right back in the yard, standing next to the ship at the same point from which we started to run.
Kismet sat down and looked at me matter-of-factly, lifted and licked her right paw. I felt a little woozy, not so much from the dash but from where the dash ended. What just happened, and more to the point, how?
It was then I understood at least the very basics of the dream and its message.
To be continued….in Part 2.