Scratching at the edges of the Fog
At the Olympic Peninsula we have a community of friends and students who live between fifteen minutes to five hours from each other. To connect and spend time together we decided some years back to organize a Sunday Lunch/Dinner every week.
Occasionally, we also have guests to the community who travel from further afield and even from abroad to hang out during our meals together.
During one of these Sunday meals some time ago, I think over a year, several of the individuals at the table discovered that they had woken up that day with their hair brushed the wrong way, or their pjs in very odd positions, or objects in their home placed in a very different state or place.
Now, when something like this happens to one person it is just funny, but when someone mentions it at Sunday dinner and half the people there say they too woke up that day with the same issues and the issues are something they have never, or rarely, experienced before, then it is something to take notice of.
It is data. Information.
So, we took notice of this information and looked a little closer to what may have happened that night.
What we saw was very interesting. Basically the agreed perception was that there were several members of the group who were visiting an alien spaceship on a regular basis.
I use the words “alien spaceship” in the popular lexicon. What it meant was that the individuals were going somewhere “off-planet" with advanced technology and greeted by non-human looking individuals.
I am putting a lot of the words I am using in this article in quotation marks because we recently did a class called “Ultra Terrestrial Intelligence – The Deep Dive into the truth behind ETs UFOs and the nature of Aliens” where Larry and I discuss the nature of these types of beings and experiences in depth. But for the sake of the universality of this essay, I will use the common lexicon of “aliens and spaceships”.
When I did a quick scan of the individuals involved, I saw them in that environment. An environment that was technologically different, with beings who were not human. I also saw them dressed in their night clothes and one person wearing a robe. I also saw other people there, people I don’t personally know as well as a person I know by name only.
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The conversation became very animated as the people at Sunday Dinner started to bring in bits of memories or conclusions to the conversation.
After a few hours, it was suggested that they may want to do a regression therapy session to see if they could bring their entire memory of the event back to their conscious awareness.
It just happens that one of the members of our community is a qualified regression therapist. And Larry decided to be the first to have a session.
For the therapist, this was a new experience because not only does he know Larry very well, they are good friends, but also they were going back to an incident where the therapist was also present. He was one of the people with his hair brushed the wrong way.
Now, I want to discuss these types of decisions, to go back and remember everything, because it is relevant not just to those who had the experiences but also for the rest of us who get to hear about them second hand.
The decision itself is worth exploring because the mind-wipe that experiencers (people who go up to spaceships) go through is not a passive thing. It is not something that is done to them, but it is something that they do to themselves, or at least with their own request.
Do you see the contradiction of decisions here? On the one hand the person went out of their way to delete the experience from their conscious awareness, and on the other they left clues for themselves to remember what happened once they were back home.
Or did they?
Maybe it was the other beings who messed with their hair, objects and PJs so that the experiencers would start the journey of remembering what happened. Or maybe it was just someone else who did it to bring awareness to the experience and wanting the experiencers to start the journey to “decide” to remember everything.
“If we wanted to remember, why didn’t we just skip the whole mindwipe thing?” One of the community members asked.
When I looked at this question, the answer was astonishing to me.
The reason why they had not simply remembered what happened, but had indeed been the ones to mess up their hair, clothes and objects, was because having full recall of the events would ruin their daily lives back on this experience of Earth. But having a partial and dreamy memory gave them enough awareness to bring back in order to improve their lives here, but not enough to ruin the whole game.
“Why are we going up there on a regular basis anyway?” Another person asked.
“To scratch the edges of the fog,” Larry answered.
Larry had his regression therapy session. What he saw were a type of insectoid species with almost luminescent penetrating eyes. He saw himself and some of the other community members and other people talking, walking, sleeping and hanging about. But the most important thing he remembered was a full clarity of awareness. An awareness that was expanded, light-filled and refreshing, nurturing even.
After a few hours, he and the others went back home.
He also brought back memories of encounters with these beings not only in this lifetime but from previous lifetimes too.
“It seems that we go up to that ship to get out of the fog we exist in while living in the light/dark paradigm on Earth. And when we come back, we have renewed energy, awareness, and capacity to not only scratch the edges of the fog here, but help others do so too. We are able to make clearer decisions based on our ‘out of the fog we can see clearly now’ time. We still re-enter the fog, but there's a lingering feeling of heightened awareness of what and why and how a light reality feels like, and I'd say a heightened dissonance meter of darker/fear/savior choices.” He said.
Others went under regression therapy sessions too, and their results were very similar. Some had already heard the recording and conversations about Larry’s regression and others had not. The results did not seem to be affected by previous knowledge of what they were experiencing.
One of the interesting divergences in the memories was the appearance of the beings who they were visiting with. For Larry and another person, they were insectoid looking beings. But for the others the beings looked very different.
I checked to see who may be “right”, but when I looked through their memories, it appeared that none of them were. It appeared that the appearance of the beings was interpreted by each person by their own cultural upbringing and perceptions. They asked me to visit with them then next time they went up to check to see what the beings really looked like.
It took a few months before the next event happened.
The day before the trip to the spaceship was interesting as I could see there was an odd energy among the community members. Almost like nervous or excited energy. Everything from short tempers to excitement about things that were very energizing to them.
One of the decisions I made, which at the time made me giggle, was to wear a nice set of PJs.
I “woke up” on the ship. I could see that Larry and some of the community members were already there, asleep on what may be described as raised, narrow beds.
The beings were beautiful, light energy humanoid creatures. They were happy I was there and they showed me around many rooms and large halls.
I tried to pinpoint our location, were we in space? Was it a ship?
The answers were yes and no to those questions. I had to define what I meant by “space” and what I meant by “ship” in order to get more accurate data on where we were.
After I did that, the answers were that we were in an artificially created structure (we can call it a ship or building), designed to be environmentally friendly and familiar to people from our perception of Earth life.
The location (we could call space, another planet, moon or inner-earth) was outside of our perception of Earth life, but within the constructs of physical reality.
As to the nature of the beings, my initial perception that they were being interpreted by each person according to their concept of what an intelligent bipedal being that is extremely different to themselves might look like, was correct.
It was also fascinating to me that they, the beings, perceived me very differently to what I look like to myself or other people. I could see this because they indeed communicate in an experiential telepathic way. Therefore I could see and feel what they saw and felt.
Back to the community members. I asked to be shown what the community members were doing, with their permission of course. Some were now awake. I found one to be in a large classroom. He was wearing a white robe, something that many people in the different rooms of the spaceship were wearing. The beings explained that many people arrived naked as they slept with no clothes on. And when they arrived on the spaceship, they were given robes to wear as culturally it made them feel better. But there were also other people who didn’t care and were walking around completely naked.
This particular community member was taking a class on what looked like the nature of physics and translating that into engineering projects.
They took me to a different room, it was so different I thought perhaps we had moved planets. This room had a watery feel to it, it had a pond in the middle, and seaweed looking plants all around. One of the community members was sitting on the edge of the pool, with others, and they were talking very quietly and dipping their fingers into the pool every now and then. I could not grasp the topic or the reason for the actions.
I found Larry with the friend who did the regressions in a very human looking living-room. Sofas, bookshelves, chairs and tables demarcated smaller areas around the room. They were standing near one of the corners looking at a man who was in a fetal position on the ground. Every now and then the man would growl and swear, make threats, then go back to sleep.
I walked up to them, looked at the man and recognized him as a well known podcaster.
“Wow, he’s very grumpy.” I said.
“Yes, he’s a grumpy old bastard. He won’t let us convince him that we are among friends. He’s paranoid and thinks that keeps him safe, but really it’s just uncomfortable. It’s kind of why we designed methods to ease us into being here with the body response and shock and surprise taken into account. We allow our awareness of herenow beginning at pinhole size to start and then slowly and with the supervision of a trained herenow coach expand our awareness of herenow to full awareness. But this fella is, well, very very independent and he’s programmed himself with psychedelics to the degree it overwrites our slow and easy process. Maybe with time, we have infinite patience.” Larry said.
“And you are right, it’s him for sure,” he added, referring to a conversation we had had while awake about who the grumpy fellow they had seen in their group on the previous visit was.
A few of the group members were still fast asleep on the beds. When I asked the beings why they were not up, they told me that people often arrived at the ship simply to regain their energy, rest away from the fog and heal.
The beings then took me to dozens of other rooms/ships that had many other groups. They explained that people went there in “pods”. They shared either a geographical location on our perception of Earth, or shared an ideology, family lineage or other factors. Sometimes they would mix in the common areas, such as the very large and populated class where one of our members was learning about physics and engineering.
Soon it was time to go home and I woke up on my bed. I looked over at Larry and saw how his breathing went from hardly perceivable to very strong and loud. I wondered if our physical bodies had made the trip, I got a “yes” but to this day I don’t know if our full expression of our physical bodies traveled there or a more subtle expression of our physical bodies only.
Some of the other insights we came back with were that there are many different species of beings having interactive experiences with people on our perception of Earth. Some individuals will have visits with many different species for different reasons. And some people on Earth don’t visit with anyone.
I watched the community members interact that day, and sure enough the topic was brought up that some had perceived that they had visited the ship again that night. I had not mentioned anything to Larry or anyone else.
The conversations then expanded further and brought in clarity and information on life, the world and everything.
Indeed, the edges of the Fog had been well and truly scratched that night.