I slipped out of bed this morning, suddenly feeling wide awake at 5:00 AM, which is about the time I naturally wake up without an alarm, anyway. Julia was out cold and had such a peaceful feeling about her that I figured she’d be out for at least another two or three hours.
So, I headed into my study and finished reading one of the books I was reviewing. Then I turned my thoughts to Ukraine, and after a time I decided to put an idea I had into action, which was based on an experience I had from almost 6 years ago. My idea? Well… If there really are people out there who fly aircraft not made anywhere on earth, who have what someone like Ingo Swann would call Telepathy Plus… And… If they really are watching what we do on this planet for altruistic reasons and have been doing so for thousands of years… Well… “It couldn’t hurt to ask them for a little help with the Ukrainian situation could it?”
After all, if the they who aren’t born of this planet really are among us, as some people suggest… And They have a few abilities plus technologies that far out strip our own… I’m thinking that, given the abilities some say they have, “They should be able to hear a simple request for help.”
How did Ingo Swann, or one of the other folks involved with the United States Remote Viewing Project that ran from the early 70’s into the mid 90’s, put it in one of his books? I think it went to the effect of, “They look like us. They act like us. But they have a telepathy plus type ability which makes them a highly advanced version of us.”
So… My reasoning was that if my focus was rock solid, I should be able to make myself heard. As I began working the meditation, a part of my brain kept saying, “You’re going to piss God off by doing this.” But after a few moments I felt a strange calm come over me and I let go of all tension and fear, dropping to center with a ferocious focus on asking those not born of this world to assist the people of Ukraine.
The sense I had when I was finished with the meditation? My request had been received. At least, the vision I had seemed to indicate as much. Whether anything will come of it? Well… “That is the billion dollar question.”
Having done the meditation on the couch in my study using an audio sound track via Bluetooth headphones connected to my computer, since the machine was already up and running, I simply walked over to my desk and typed out the vision in my journal file, in as much detail as I could remember. When I finished up I closed the file and stretched my arms over my head as I sat in the desk chair. And then I heard her voice coming from the couch behind me.
“Did I ever tell you how nice this place feels during and after one of your meditations? It’s like you make the very air in our home vibrate. And… Well… To be honest… I like watching you do your thing, too. And… Um… Just knowing that it’s you who’s making things feel so nice around here? Well… Uh… It kind of turns me on. Now turn around nice and easy like and I’ll hand you a coffee,” Julia said.
I thanked her for the coffee and as she handed it to me she asked, “Mission accomplished?” I nodded.
I then started to say, “It was for the people of Ukraine and I thought maybe…” She put a hand on my shoulder and finished the sentence for me saying, “You thought you might ask a highly advanced group of people for assistance.”
I looked up at her and nodded. She then said, “Come sit with me,” and began moving back towards the couch. I asked her, “How long were you here?”
She giggled and said, “I got up about two minutes after you did. I quietly slipped into your desk chair when you were about five minutes into your meditation; me having started out watching you from the doorway.” She then lightly kissed me after we sat down and continued, “I figured you were just about done based on what the Media Player said was the amount of time the audio track you were using had left. So, I figured you’d want to use the computer when you fully woke up. You did seem to fall asleep for a few minutes there and I was betting there was a dream or vision you would want to right down when all was said and done. So, I moved back to the doorway and waited for you to go to your desk before I snuck over to the couch behind you.”
“You’re good,” I said laughing. She then kissed me again and said, “No. You were just super focused and I didn’t want to break your concentration.”
She then said softly, “So you’re still not convinced that folks like Ingo Swann and Fredrick Dodson are telling the truth about other life beyond earth?” I said, “It’s not that. I just question whether anyone has ever really had contact with them. ET does make for a great story that sells books but…”
I broke off and Julia then sort of finished the statement for me by saying, “You can’t forget what you picked up via that one fragmented vision you had about five or six years back.” I nodded once again.
She then held my hand in hers, running the fingers of her other hand across the back of my hand and wrist as she spoke. “Well,” she said, “It never hurts to try something new. And… There’s nothing wrong with attempting communication with another being that might be able to help. I’m sure God understands.”
I looked at her questioningly and she laughed. “Brian my love, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out why it’s taken all these years for you to dive down the rabbit hole you just explored this morning. You’re not crazy for doing it, even if it is socially considered taboo.”
She then kissed me again as she took the coffee cup out of my hand and put it down on the end table. “Make love to me,” she said in a rather huskily seductive tone. “Now,” she said as she rose and started pulling me back towards the bedroom. After that you can sleep for a little bit while I take care of a few things around the house. She kissed me again as she stopped next to the bed saying, “You look tired and I know you’re a bit too keyed up to fall asleep right now. And… I really do want you… And… It will help you fall back to sleep. And…”
Finally I suddenly kissed her, practically choking her with my tongue as I pushed her back on the bed. I didn’t even worry about taking off her bathrobe, knowing she was naked under it anyway. It would eventually come off at some point. But for a little while…. Well… “It wasn’t bothering me or her at all.”
And… She was right. I wasn’t just going to fall right back asleep again and… Well… “She did feel so very good in so many ways!”