It was a grayish, metallic, barely shining globe. I could see it as it was disappearing slowly beyond the glass. 1 saw it only for a few seconds.
March 3, 1997
For two years in a row, the first year on March 3rd, on a Monday and last year on the 4th of March, again on a Monday if I remember correctly, I have been visited by the same red globe. So, two years in a row, on the same date, day and time I have had the same mini UFO experience. Therefore, as March 3rd of this year was approaching, I was also waiting with anticipation to see if I will again have a visit. Honestly, I was again thinking of the arrival of a beautiful, globe aglow in red, similar to previous years.
By 9 o'clock the bed was already "calling" me to it, but this time I knew that it was due to my tiredness. Mondays are always difficult days. As usual, I was reading before falling asleep. What happened; however, I wasn't prepared for. My "little friends" must have a sense of humor, because they lifted my bed and dropped it hard on the hardwood floor. It made such a loud noise that my heart almost jumped out of its cage. I didn't jump out of my bed then, only later, when I wanted to see if there was anything that could explain what just happened. I lifted the bedspreads, I inspected the frame, but I couldn't see any evidence of anything. This time the visitors paid their visit this way.
On the morning of March 4th I was in the bathroom, when quite audibly and visibly "it" pushed the hair dryer away from me.
Now, it is 11: OOPM on March 4th. I had an unusually strange visitor. The usual sensation woke me to a beautiful and colorful vision. "It" was so beautiful, that I even forget to be afraid. After inspecting it thoroughly, because sometimes even I cannot believe my own eyes, I fell asleep, or it put me to sleep.
So this is what I saw. Across from me, in front of the
sliding mirror doors, was my 1.5- 2.0 m x 0.7 m "visitor." Without a definite
shape or form, my visitor appeared to be composed of a dense, dark pink
colored light, which fluoresced without a bright shine. Inside it, just
like soap bubbles, I saw many small various sized globes. The entire vision
was of a vivid pink hue, as I depicted in the illustration below.
March 5, 1997.
All day I felt very tired. Usually, I am not that tired, but maybe this has nothing to do with the visit I had last night.
March 8, 1997
I visited my astrologer friend today. Because it was a Saturday, I had plenty of time to drive to the "end of the world," to the end of Sherman Way Blvd. I told him about the visit of the 3rd of March, because he is always interested in my experiences.
He told me, that he suspects that my "visitors" were communicating to me the alignment of the planets, which was occurring on this day, the 8th. While I did not count the globes that appeared in a row in my vision, now in retrospect, my astrologer's hypothesis is perhaps true.
The reader may also find interesting that my astrologer
friend recorded the dates of all my visits, and he observed that the majority
of the visits coincide with the dates when Mars is closest to Earth.
"It" woke me up. In the same location where the "planet exposition" of March 3rd was, I saw a gorgeous red or perhaps ruby rose, with its branch and leaves, all shining brilliantly. Its leaves and stem were emerald green, while the rose was resplendent in red. The entire rose must have been approximately 8-9 cm in length, as shown in the picture below not drawn to scale. It was wonderful as it gracefully glided toward me in the air. It came very close at a constant elevation, and after I admired it long enough, it disappeared.
Perhaps this vision becomes even more interesting, given what happened the same afternoon during my visit with my astrologer. While we were talking, suddenly we all noticed a strong smell of rose. All three of us, his wife, he and I, we all smelled it. We all searched for its source. There was no evidence that there was any perfume left open, and the 2-3 stems of roses in the room had no trace of scent, so we all turned to more important matters.
Now, in retrospect I can definitely see a connection between the afternoon intense scent of the rose and the magnificent dazzling rose which appeared at night.
March 10, 1997
I was reading in bed uncovered. There was no draft. Something caressed my feet covering a 40 cm wide area. While part of the material seemed silky, other area seemed to be rougher, as if it had evenly spaced bumps on it. I wish I could explain it better. I was awake and I searched for the source, but I couldn't find anything. I merely included this here as a curiosity.
April 17,1997
I did not turn the light on. Before I went to bed I was thinking about the "green branch". I was still contemplating its meaning, thinking that it was meant as a ray of hope to brighten up my problematic life.
The usual feeling and I opened my eyes. I saw again the branch, but his one was full of little red globes, like brilliant little berries. Another message, but what?
April 19, 1997
As usual, it woke me up, then waited a little bit till I took a good look at it, then it disappeared. In any case, I woke up. There was a strange red object above the doorframe, which almost looked like a pinecone. The visibility was good, because as usual, in the neighbor's rooms the lights were still on. While it wasn't glowing, its color was still quite visible, because it floated across the light that streamed into the room. So, it fluoresced slightly, but it was not illuminated. Slowly it glided toward my son's painting and it disappeared.
April 27, 1997
I was sleepy unusually early, and by 9 o'clock PMI fell asleep. "It" woke me up one or two minutes before ten. Again in the typical place, above my feet, almost at the height of the ceiling, there was this curious object measuring approximately 20-28 cm in diameter. It looked like a big plate. Dazzling in red and emerald colors, this brightly illuminated "plate" appeared to have cone like objects woven together and pointing to its base. A true light show this was, in vivid reds and greens!
From the pointed cones, long red and green rays began
to scan the air. Green light emerged from the green cones, and red from
the red ones, and on average these rays measured 1 meter in length. It
flew right over my head after I took a good look at it, scanning, caressing
me as it glided away.
I turned the lights on, I looked at the clock and I sat
down to record this beautiful vision in my diary.
It is interesting to note here that as usual after such experiences, certain warmth radiates, emanates from my left sole. This sensation lasts for weeks.
As a pre-emptetory remark, I will note that starting tomorrow I will be alone in the house for an extended period of time. Of people I am not afraid, but with my paranormal past, I could easily sight something quite unexpected and unusual -- perhaps, too unusual. Therefore, just the thought gave me goose bumps.
While typically I have to force sleep upon myself, last night I fell sound asleep without effort, despite my difficult day.
I woke up at the habitual time. There was still light in the other bedroom. The visibility was good. I saw a rose which was the size of a child's head. While the rose itself appeared black in the semidarkness of the room, its leaves were emerald colored and illuminated. All around it, rope-like and braided bright pink ribbons were spinning in the air It was magnificent. I judged it as a good omen.
The following evenings, that is the 23rd- through the 24th, passed peacefully and uneventfully. Not even creaking furniture.
On the evening of the 25th; however, the sleepiness that is a harbinger of the visits, overtook me again. I have to confess, I would have preferred the ensuing visit postponed.
Till midnight I woke up on the hour, every hour, and yet no "guests."
On the following evening, the 26th, I went to bed without any fear. I almost started to "feel at home." I was reading. I was also a bit sad. Honestly, I was quite distraught over the hopelessness of my fate. My future stared at me like the cold mouth of a cave. I can't stand loneliness. So I was a little blue, but not depressed.
That is how I fell asleep. No "visits" were on my mind. "It" woke me up little before 5 o'clock in the morning with the usual strange feeling. Even in that dozed state, on the brink of awaking, I was conscious of where the action was, because I looked in the direction of painting, which did not fall in my field of vision. The customary visitors arrive from a different direction, not from the painting.
So far I have only seen a few holograms, and when 1 saw this one, my first reaction was: "Why don't I have my camera handy. To capture this would be something!. "
The vision was truly impressive, even to my eyes which have seen some quite extraordinary ones in my lifetime. It will not be easy to describe, because I cannot compare it to anything.
What I saw first was a three-dimensional object that stepped
out of painting. It looked like a modified giant egg, with its base cut
off, and with a dome shaped other top, that was wider than its base. This
apparition was about 1 m wide and 1.5 m. long. As depicted in the illustration
below, it was dazzling in brilliant white and metallic colors. As it slowly
turned, its base became visible. It appeared wavy, or perhaps it looked
like an opened umbrella, if that is the right simile. No windows or writings
were seen on its surface. It seemed that the air enveloping it had a certain,
indescribable depth. I could see very far into this space that was brightly
illuminated in red. This red color became darker and deeper toward the
top layers, as illustrated below.
I continued staring at it. Then, I looked around the room and found everything in order. I tested myself: I was awake and all my reactions were normal. It was still there. Then, slowly it started to disappear. It seemed like it was slowly deflated till only the painting was visible. I attach a picture here of this painting.
So, there remained the painting, which continued to illuminate for a little while, and it also seemed to be rippling as if when one throws rocks into the water. I turned the light on. It was 5 o'clock, I could not tell you how much time elapsed between my awaking and my turning the light on. Strangely enough, I was not afraid, and I even fell back asleep until 6:30 AM, the time I had to wake up.
The vision was magnificent. That white space ship enveloped in that red and black depth! 1 can find no explanation for it, let alone depict it exactly as it appeared.
Here I will note, that after the vision. I tried to discern the colors of the painting in the moonlight, to see if the moon was the source of the previous illumination. It most definitely did not look like it did with the hologram superimposed on top of it.
One interesting fact was that as the apparition was about to disappear, I noticed a curious shadow on the wall, just above the bookcase near the painting. This 10-20 cm long shadow could not have been cast by the books.
Finally, the following day I checked the diary entry from
the year before. Last year, the mini UFO appeared on May 29th.
This newest UFO arrived on the 27th of May. Isn't it curious
that these space ships run on such a precise schedule?
June 8, 1997
Going to bed nothing worthy of mention happened. Not even at 11:OOPM. I was listening to a CD called " Monks Chanting." I love this music. It relaxes me, and gives me peace after a challenging day. I fell asleep to the softly chanting monks. I was even thinking to get up and turn to volume up, but I was too lazy to walk 5-6 steps. I fell asleep.
Here I should mention that my stereo has a tape recorder, a radio and a CD player, and all these functions are only manually operated.
So, I woke up around 11:00PM. A pleasant music was heard in the room; however, it wasn't the monks chanting. As I searched for the source, I noticed that "someone" must have switched the stereo to the radio. I was alone in the house, so there was no one else who could have switched it over, and there is no way that it could have happened automatically. The doors and windows were locked.
This event was followed by a chain of curious experiences.
On the night of the 11th, something unusual happened, but at that time I did not record it thinking that it was of no significance. In my room a curious "space anomaly", or better yet, a space distortion formed. Moreover, I also saw a bright, blue colored"tube-eyed" something. I know I did not dream it or imagined it. I do not hallucinate either.
On the 13th, I awoke around 11:00PM. For a change, now, there were two tube-eyed creatures, stuck to the window with one end. One was familiar blue and the other was pink. They fluoresced for a while, and in the meantime, a round orange colored, or perhaps bronze hole seemed to form around them.. Then they disappeared, the hole with them. No sign was left, no trace.
On the morning of 15th it was the painting that went "crazy". While the painting was uniformly illuminated, it first darkened, then its colors brightened as if it were illuminated from behind. The circles of the painting enlarged, and formed systematic spirals. The middle circle, on the other hand, emerged as a relief. Again, 1 sat up, 1 tested myself to see if I was awake, but this continued undisturbed.
On July 30th I turned the light on at 11.00PM. I woke up, or perhaps "it" woke me up. Unusually close, just above my blanket, there was a globe hanging. It looked like an illuminated soap bubble. Radiating from the interior of the globe, the light illuminated half of its surface in red and the other half in blue. Its diameter was about 18cm..
Because of its proximity, I was about to hide under the blanket, but it disappeared before I had a chance to vanish.
I didn't even have time to contemplate it, because the next visitor arrived. It was wonderful, and if it was sent to bring me peace, I am very thankful, because it achieved it.
In front of a 60 x 40cm rectangular silvery/white glowing
backdrop, a bouquet of rose buds appeared. The roses had long stems and
leaves. These dark red roses are one of my favorite flowers. While the
roses were not aglow, they were quite visible owing to the brightness of
the background. Otherwise, the room was dark.
There were seven roses in the bouquet arranged as in the illustration.
July 14,1997
On July 18, 1995 I had the real visitors—the three hooded ones. Last year, on July 16-17th, again, I had strange experiences. Therefore, I was waiting anxiously to see what was going to happen this year, if anything.
It was perhaps around 11.00PM. The timing was the usual time, but the "visit" itself was quite unexpected.
I was thinking that, especially after all those "packages" I have received, perhaps I would see my hooded friends again. Unfortunately, that is not what happened.
Halfway asleep, I felt a strong presence. From my shoulders to the top of my head, on my left side, I felt something very unusual. 1 can only describe it as an enormous magnetic force, as the force of attraction of magnet and metal. I could clearly hear, that my granddaughter, Courtney, started to cry in the bedroom beside mine. I opened my eyes, and I wasn't expecting to see what I just did.
The interior of the room became encircled by tall, golden colored light strips. It resembled a huge flower. I searched for the source of the light, but 1 found nothing, even the TV , a possible explanation, was turned off in the living room.. Then slowly it appeared to spin around. After I took a good look at them, they disappeared and I fell asleep even before they vanished.
August 18, 1997
At first I wasn't going to record the following experience, but two weeks have passed by, and I am continued to be amazed by it, so here it is.
My daughter is vacationing here and tonight I put her daughter, Courtney asleep. She was almost asleep, when suddenly, we heard some horses. My granddaughter even asked me" Did you hear that "Maman?" She sat up in her bed awake, and she thought that the horse was nearby. I heard it, of course I did, but I was all goose bumps, because I heard it coming from my bedroom. And it happened over and over again, about 10-12 times, then there was a short break and it started again. I started to search for its cause, and I even opened some suitcases, thinking that perhaps some toys just "crazy". I found the guilty party, but my joy was premature because I didn't get any explanation. There was a rectangular toy in the suitcase, with farm animals painted on it, and which makes the sound of the animal the arrow is pointed to. So, if the horse was chosen, the toy made the sound of a horse, but only twice. After that, no matter how many times I pressed the button, the horse neighed only twice, no more.
The toy is not broken. It still works today. What is also strange, that it happened exactly at 11:00PM.
The other interesting and strange thing was that on the same day, Friday, we were telling stories at my work place . We were all laughing at the hero of the story, nick named "horse friend." The story was so funny, I even told my daughter the story after I arrived home. So much about horses.
For a few days now, I have been waking up around dawn. So on August 14th through the 16th, I have been waking up 4-5 o'clock in the morning.
What I saw then, it was not repeated either prior to this day or after. So, in front of the "painting," or perhaps inside the painting, I saw something looking like a parachute. Colored gray, this 3D object must measured approximately 80 cm it its diameter. First I did not record it, thinking that such things cannot exists. Now that I have seen it about three times in a row, I think that it is necessary that I write it down.
August 18, 1997
Another interesting experience. After I came home from work, I "interrogated" my diary, to see if there is any pattern between what happened the night before and other entries in the past. Usually most of my experiences occur on a schedule: the "visits" recur according to days, dates, years and even time, give or take a few days. I do not know how they keep track of time "out there," but perhaps this may explain the discrepancy. While I have not consulted my Astrologer yet on this event, according to him the proximity of Mars to Earth plays an important role in the dates of my experiences.
So, here is the story, and the reader is at his/her discretion to interpret it as he/she wishes. I, for one, cannot even explain it.
I woke up around 5:30 AM. I turned the alarm off before it could ring and I jumped out of bed. I am not the type to lounge another "five minutes" in bed after I open my eyes. I always jump out of bed, and usually my morning preparation: taking a bath, combing my hair, drinking some tea and eating some crackers, doesn't take more than a half-hour. I get ready very fast like a soldier.
I sat into my car, ready to drive to work, when I looked at my watch. It should've been 6:00 o'clock, and not seven. The clocks were working fine, there was no error in setting the right time. Also, it was not "Day light saving time," either.
One hour was lost! I thought, maybe I didn't hear the alarm go off. I only keep clocks for security, because usually I wake up without the alarm, I jump out of bed and I get ready. I do not like to be late—I am a punctual person.
Only once in my life happened to me, on August 16th, 1996, that two alarm clocks went off and I slept through them. I just checked my diary, and that was exactly 1 year and 2 days ago. So, what's your opinion? If we would keep score, now it would be 2-0, for the clock's advantage. Or for whom? Where was I?
September 3, 1997
At 11 :OOPM, on schedule—I woke up or I was awakened. My sight this time wasn't directed on the mini UFOs, but on the bright "vision" on the ceiling. What else could I call it? It looked like two blown-up book pages about l.Sxlm big, and projected brightly onto the ceiling in pink, green and gold. Written on its surface there were some black hieroglyphics and some drawings, which neither could I read, nor could I compare to anything I have seen before. While I was staring at the "screen", something strange happened. I heard no voices, and yet somehow I was told that the writings and the formulas are already inscribed in my mind, and when time came I would be able to project, or retrieve them.. As I was contemplating how I will ever be able to do that, I fell asleep. Is it possible that they planted some knowledge in my memory, that given the right moment, I will remember?
September 4, 1997
On September 4th, I woke up at 7.00AM; the alarm clock was set for 7.30AM.
The "painting" on the wall was aglow as if it were again illuminated from inside. Especially, the red colors were brilliant. The sun was not shining on it, the lights were not on, and it was already bright out.
Now, as I am continuing writing my dairy it is Saturday morning, and I decided to observe the painting from 6 to 8 AM in order to find some explanation to that curious illumination. Due to the orientation of my room, the sun doesn't shine into the room at this hour, so it could not have lit it up. Yet, the painting was luminous and brilliant, and it perhaps even seemed larger than usual. Also, it its customary place, there was another smaller sized, 3D "space ship". This time wasn't whitish-silvery, but a metallic gray. As I kept "testing" myself, 1 looked at it carefully, and also checked the room, which continued to look as it normally does. Aside from the painting, everything else in the room was in order, seemed as usual. It was already daylight.
