Sometimes we have nocturnal experiences that are so real, so vivid, that we wonder if they were dreams, or incidents that occurred in waking "reality".
Here is an account of one such event that happened to me back in, I think, 2008.
I and my wife were in bed asleep. In the middle of the night, I was suddenly awakened by a dazzling orange light that was shining in through a window next to the bed. I hopped out of bed, opened the curtains, and peered out, to find a spacecraft of some sort descending down towards me, emitting the brilliant orange light. I turned on a bedside lamp, and reached over to shake my wife awake. I said, "Honey, there's a UFO landing in the yard!"....but I couldn't rouse her. She mumbled something and went right back to sleep.
I moved back over to the window and looked out again, to find that the craft was now ascending, apparently leaving. Puzzled, I got back into bed, but did not turn out the light.
Almost immediately, I saw the orange light coming in through the window on the wall on my wife's side of the bed (around the corner of the house). The craft landed in the yard, and right away, a man in a light blue short-sleeved jumpsuit walked through the wall, and into the room, followed by another man in an orange jumpsuit. Both were big, burly, muscular men, built like rugby players. The first appeared Polynesian....Maori or Hawaiian...and the second appeared to be of mixed race, perhaps 1/4 black and 3/4 white.
Now, to digress here for a second: I have been around a lot of Air Force officers, and am related to a several. Air Force pilots, especially fighter pilots, have a certain bearing; it's unmistakable. If you've been around such folks, you'll know what I mean. These fellows had that bearing. I immediately realized that they were flyboys from whatever it is that will replace our Air Force in 4th density, although I don't think they were military in the sense we would conceive of it now.
I took all that in at a glance. The first fellow, from his demeanor, I took to be the senior flight officer, and the second fellow, the junior flight officer. I hopped out of bed, and began a conversation with them. We spoke for a while, but I have forgotten most of the dialogue. I do remember that I had the presence of mind to discern that, if they had gone through the trouble to go back in time to meet me, they probably knew a lot about me, from a spiritual perspective; so I asked them what my mission was here, in this incarnation.....and they told me! And, darn it, I can't remember what they said! I do recall my answer to them, though: "Of course! I knew it all along". After another brief segment of conversation, which I have forgotten, the senior flight officer turned to the junior flight officer, and said, (in reference to me), something like, "It's a shame that he doesn't have the ability to understand all that we could tell him", which I took to mean, that I wasn't yet able to understand all of the 4th-density lessons that they might have been willing to impart.
With that, the two officers walked out through the wall, entered their craft, and left.
I went back to bed, turned out the light, and went back to sleep.
The next morning, I awoke, and wondered right away what had happened.
Had this been a dream? Probably, but if not, it would not be at all out of alignment with other mystical/paranormal experiences that I was having frequently during that time of my life. I still don't know.
Here is an account of one such event that happened to me back in, I think, 2008.
I and my wife were in bed asleep. In the middle of the night, I was suddenly awakened by a dazzling orange light that was shining in through a window next to the bed. I hopped out of bed, opened the curtains, and peered out, to find a spacecraft of some sort descending down towards me, emitting the brilliant orange light. I turned on a bedside lamp, and reached over to shake my wife awake. I said, "Honey, there's a UFO landing in the yard!"....but I couldn't rouse her. She mumbled something and went right back to sleep.
I moved back over to the window and looked out again, to find that the craft was now ascending, apparently leaving. Puzzled, I got back into bed, but did not turn out the light.
Almost immediately, I saw the orange light coming in through the window on the wall on my wife's side of the bed (around the corner of the house). The craft landed in the yard, and right away, a man in a light blue short-sleeved jumpsuit walked through the wall, and into the room, followed by another man in an orange jumpsuit. Both were big, burly, muscular men, built like rugby players. The first appeared Polynesian....Maori or Hawaiian...and the second appeared to be of mixed race, perhaps 1/4 black and 3/4 white.
Now, to digress here for a second: I have been around a lot of Air Force officers, and am related to a several. Air Force pilots, especially fighter pilots, have a certain bearing; it's unmistakable. If you've been around such folks, you'll know what I mean. These fellows had that bearing. I immediately realized that they were flyboys from whatever it is that will replace our Air Force in 4th density, although I don't think they were military in the sense we would conceive of it now.
I took all that in at a glance. The first fellow, from his demeanor, I took to be the senior flight officer, and the second fellow, the junior flight officer. I hopped out of bed, and began a conversation with them. We spoke for a while, but I have forgotten most of the dialogue. I do remember that I had the presence of mind to discern that, if they had gone through the trouble to go back in time to meet me, they probably knew a lot about me, from a spiritual perspective; so I asked them what my mission was here, in this incarnation.....and they told me! And, darn it, I can't remember what they said! I do recall my answer to them, though: "Of course! I knew it all along". After another brief segment of conversation, which I have forgotten, the senior flight officer turned to the junior flight officer, and said, (in reference to me), something like, "It's a shame that he doesn't have the ability to understand all that we could tell him", which I took to mean, that I wasn't yet able to understand all of the 4th-density lessons that they might have been willing to impart.
With that, the two officers walked out through the wall, entered their craft, and left.
I went back to bed, turned out the light, and went back to sleep.
The next morning, I awoke, and wondered right away what had happened.
Had this been a dream? Probably, but if not, it would not be at all out of alignment with other mystical/paranormal experiences that I was having frequently during that time of my life. I still don't know.