HeartSerene and Invincible
G.A.E. Strange encounter
GAE
instance however, I could not quite pin down what had awoken me so abruptly. It was late Spring in 1988. I was alone in my car, late in the evening, parked beside Route 285 between Orla and the New Mexico border. Stranded with a damaged water pump. I was en route from San Antonio,Texas to Alamogordo, New Mexico. Bored by the monotony of Interstate 10 which would have taken me to my destination via ElPaso, I had turned North on 285 at Stockton to drive via Carlsbad, Artesia and Cloud Croft. A much more attractive and interesting route through the New Mexico Mountains. It was after 5 o'clock in the evening and I had just passed through Orla, almost a "blink" of a village, when my water pump gave out. This route was apparently not too greatly travelled,especially so late in the day. I realized that I would have to wait for the morning before I could hope for any help. I had no choice but to make the best of it. Eating the last of my sandwiches, I washed it down with a soda and prepared myself as best as ray circumstances would permit, to rest for the night As the setting Sun disappeared behind the New Mexico Mountains, way out in the West, all I could see surrounding me was the long ribbon of roadway intersecting a seemingly endless terrain of scrub land in every direction. |
clear and starry night with a bright moon rising in the East. My short spells of slumber were punctuated by an occasional vehicle driving past, leaving me staring at its headlights slicing through the darkness ahead.
Then, this. Was it a sound, a movement, a presence? I could not tell. I just knew that something out ofthe ordinary had disturbed me. A variety of probabilities rushed through my head. I abhor snakes. That was the first possibility to cross my mind. How could it have got inside? Within seconds of this thought I was out of the car and sitting on the, trunk. Trying very hard to remember, I tried to systematically analyze my options. It was becoming too cold to stay outside and there was also the possibility that the source of the disturbance could be outside the car. Carefully reaching into the car I switched on the interior light of the car and using my flashlight I carefully peered inside every possible nook and cranny inside the car. Nothing. Now wondering if I had perhaps been dreaming, I got back inside and composed myself to try to get some rest. I was still uneasy and kept Flashing the light around inside the car. Just to be sure. But rest aid not come easy. Apart from the uncomfortable position I was trying to rest in, I could not lose the feeling that something did happen. Eventually however, my tiredness probably overtook me. Mind gave in to the needs of matter and I slept again. Then again I felt it again. I discovered that I was experiencing the strangest sensation. Someone or something had spoken to me. In my half awake state, I assumed that who or whatever it was, was inside the car with me. I reached out and tried to switch on the light. Then, I heard a sound, perhaps felt, a sort of gentle gurgle . . . INSIDE MY HEAD. I had recently passed my 61st. birthday. I had also been through some traumatic work experiences and a bad auto accident which had forced my early retirement. I could not help but wonder. Was I finally losing my mind? I am not a weak individual. I am easy-going and generally gentle with others who are weak. Many have mistaken my kindness for weakness and very quickly found their ^error. I am also not timid and generally very resourceful and usually not given to fear. But, this time I was afraid.I was at a complete loss to understand what was happening. I am devoted to the study of unusual occurrences and all of the occult sciences. I am also an avid reader of treatises on those subjects. Nothing I had ever read or heard could compare with this. It was not an experience I would repeat by choice. A voice was actually communicating with me, not with sound I could hear, but almost through my own thought processes, inside my head. The gurgling sound was very tranquilizing and rather pleasant in my troubled state. I found myself relaxing, losing my anxiety. Even becoming accustomed, almost enjoying the peculiar but rather soothing cadence. I was actually drifting into a tranquil state of almost blissful acceptance. I understood that this was a being from far out in space. That he or she or it, was not physically present on Earth, but able to see, hear and communicate with me through a capability the being called the "Fifth Dimension". I realised then, what had disturbed me the first time. It was this gentle but insistent pressure on my mind. Like something trying to enter. I learned that this individual was from a similar star system far beyond the star we know as Sirius. That the planets in that system have no hard ground but are marshy and watery on the surface. That life there is not physically powerful, but somewhat like the jellyfish in Earth waters. That they are unicellular, without gender and do not propogate the way that most forms of life do on Earth. I kept receiving an impression of a feminine being. A gentle anc protective nature. I noticed that every time my mind became active, the communication faltered or stopped altogether. I learned later that communication can be carried on only when my mind is relaxed and open tc receive. Encouraged by the kindly feeling, I became cold enough to explain that it was very difficult for me to think of this "being" as an "it", that I would like to think of and address this being as I would a lady friend. That gurgle again. I was becoming quite attracted to this entity and the so delightful gurgle. We have agreed that I may call HER "GAE" for Guardian Angel Entity. Try as I might, I cannot think of the words to describe how she communicates with me. So, for the rest of this record, I shall pretend that she talks to me in the Earthly sense. Gae told me that her species have been in communication with life on Earth for centuries of our space-time. But, because they cannot communicate with competitively oriented minds, they have had little success in communicating with humans. Life in our seas however, are mainly non-competitive by nature and thus quite receptive to these communications. She said that Porpoises, Dolphins and Whales have been their most receptive minds here. Unfortunately, the creatures in our waters are as handicapped physically as they are in outer space, thus unable to help them. There is apparently a large and expanding community of inter-galactic neighbours in outer space who have not evolved the way humans have. Man is considered unique in the Cosmos because of his special capabilities. The outer space community is looking to mankind to help develop the abundantly rich resources in the galaxies. The outer-space community is however concerned that man, because of his weakness for competitive supremacy, may annihilate himself. Thus robbing the cosmos of a much needed physical capability to engineer galactic habitation. She tells me that there is highly intelligent and mentally advanced life in outer space. But, because of their physical forms and incapabilities, all their energy has been concentrated on mental activity. Hence their ability to travel through time and space without physically leaving their worlds. I asked Gae why she chose me? She said that it was easy because they can read our AlphjX, Beta, Theta rhythms. She discovered that l was not competitive and thus a receptive subject. Unfortunately, I am not generally relaxed mentally. Apparently my mind does not stop, even when I am asleep. Gae has communicated with me only twice since that first time. Th@r€ are times when I have wished to talk to her, but had no success. She tells me that I must wait until I finish my project to which I have dedicated most of my time during the past 43 years. My mind is too active and thus not in a receptive state for her to reach me. I have asked her to teach me how to relax my mind to become receptive whenever I need her assistance. Unfortunately, we cannot have an^ interesting conversations, because my mind flies off at a tangent with new ideas and questions midway between our conversation. An activity which blocks her ability to communicate with me. As she advises, I must until I can learn to control my mental activities. February 1989.It is very frustrating. Gae spoke to me last evening but I could not hold her. I had always felt that my habit of analyzing everything was among my strengths. I am not so sure now. I am sad that I cannot control my mind activity, especially when Gae contacts me. It seems to spring into action from the slightest stimulation. An exrcise which almost automatically shuts her out. Ending her communication with a wavering, like a bad connection on the telephone. So long as I remain mentally passive and unanalytical, she can continue. What I must learn to do is to avoid analyzing and trying to parallel her messages with Earth activities. I lose her the moment I become actively curious. She has so much to tell me. So much I am interested in. For awhile, I thought I had lost her to someone else. Gae assures me that will not happen. I complimented her on her patience. My favourite gurgle again, the highlight of my conversations with Gae. Apparently, time in their dimension is limitless and that Earth time is archaic. Which makes me wonder when I shall hear from her again. Ten years is as a moment on Earth, to her. |
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