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This work is dedicated to
counseling psychologist,
pioneering researcher in the
extraterrestrial contact
phenomenon, and a voice for
human and
ET understanding.
Michael A.
Richard J. Boylan, Ph.D.
Frances Geller
Tom Holloway, D.D.S.
Brian Koski
Kurt Mayne
Rayna Ryan
Connie Smith
Ronald Williams
Table of Contents
e List of Tables ¢ x
e List of Figures ¢ xi
¢ Experiencers’ Statement « 1
e Introduction ¢ 7
1 ¢ Common Elements Of Close ET Encounters ¢ 13
2 ¢ 20 Signs That Indicate Close ET Encounters « 29
3 ¢ How Close ET Encounters Affect Humans e 47
4 ¢ Research Findings On Experiencers ¢ 55
e Introduction to the Personal Accounts e 65
5 e Ron’s Account ¢ 67
6 Kurt’s Account e 85
7 ¢ Frances’s Account e 93
8 ¢ Tom’s Account ¢ 95
9 e Connie’s Account ¢ 101
10 e Mike’s Account ¢ 109
11 ¢ Rayna’s Account e 119
12 ¢ Brian’s Account e 127
13 e Dr. Rich’s Account ¢ 135
14 ¢ The Different ET Races and Missions « 149
15 ¢ The Meaning and Message of ET Contact ¢ 157
16 ¢ Special Counseling For Experiencers ¢ 171
17 ¢ Conclusion ¢ 183
e Special Counseling Resources: A Partial Listing ¢ 187
e Correspondence With AMA’s Diagnostic Manual Committee
About Close Encounter Syndrome ¢ 191
e Recommended Readings ¢ 197
List of Tables
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Experiencers’
Statement
This is a daring book. We all stand to lose much. But we
all believe there is much to gain by sharing what we have come
to know about extraordinary events that have touched our lives.
We are a group of ordinary human beings from all walks of life.
Each of us has had close, physical contact with one or more rac-
es from other star systems. One of us, Dr. Richard Boylan, is the
clinical psychologist/researcher whose study of extraterrestrial
(ET) contacts drew us to him, and eventually brought us togeth-
er as a group. Our occupations vary widely: phone operator,
businessman, homemaker, political researcher, student, film-
maker, waitress, school psychologist, grandmother, editor, com-
puter operator, nurse, carpenter, meteorological assistant,
dentist, telephone lineman, clinical psychologist, etc. We in-
clude the wealthy, the poor, and working and middle-class peo-
ple. The youngest is an infant. The oldest is 63 and tells of
narratives from her grandmother that sound like ET contact,
too. We and the others Dr. Boylan has interviewed include His-
panics, Native Americans, African-Americans, Asians and Cau-
casians, with men and women about equally represented. We
are often linked in the experience to other family members who
have also been contacted. The most common links we notice are
2 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
4. Timothy Good, Above Top Secret (New York: William Morrow, 1988).
4 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
5. Compare: Carl Saic ie& I.S. Shklovskii, Intelligent Life in the Universe (San
Francisco: Holden-Day, 1966).
6 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
6. See, for example: Denise and Bert Twiggs, Secret Vows: Our Lives With
Extraterrestrials (Tigard, OR: Wild Flower Press 1992) and Katharina Wilson,
The Alien Jigsaw (Portland, OR: self-published 1994).
Introduction
3. Budd Hopkins, Intruders: The Incredible Visitations at Copley Woods (New York:
Random House, 1987).
4. Whitley Strieber, Communion: A True Story (New York: William Morrow, 1987).
10 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
to the likelihood that a person has had a close encounter. You will
learn how ET contact affects human beings physically, psychologi-
cally, socially, and spiritually. And you will examine data on just
what kinds of people tend to be visited and temporarily taken by
ETs.
The individual accounts of close encounters in these pages
will furnish you with vivid descriptions of the details of what can
happen when ETs make contact. The experiencers will tell of the
range of feelings they went through. You will get an idea of how
many different kinds of visitors there are and why each of them feel
they have to make contact. There is even a chapter dedicated to in-
terpreting a representative cross-section of the messages from the
ETs.
Because persons who have undergone close encounter ex-
periences will be reading this book, we have included a special sec-
tion to address the counseling needs of those who are troubled by
the experiences, and to make recommendations for effective coun-
seling. There is also a listing of professionals from around the world
who have had specialized background in this phenomenon.
This is intended to be a comprehensive book on the close ET
encounter phenomenon. That is not to say that it is the last word
on the subject. The human race is just beginning, on a broadly con-
scious level, to process the reality and implications of having nu-
merous star visitors among us. Further experience and research
will lead to further expansion of our understanding of ET contact.
So, if this book makes you more aware of a larger and more
active cosmos around you than you had thought about previously,
and if it helps you in your processing of that greater awareness,
then its contributors will have accomplished what we set out to ac-
complish.
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ions. If, for example, a group of persons are on a hike or picnic, the
focal individual may feel a sudden urge to explore a side path or
wander over to see what’s on the other side of a hill. If a group is
clustered together in a car or living room, others may be “switched
off’ by the ETs. (Their state of conscious alertness and their usual
ability to notice the passage of time is suspended.) The focal indi-
viduals then have their encounter with the ETs, with or without re-
moval from the place of contact. When the contact is over and the
subject is returned to the point of contact, then both the compan-
ions and the subject are “switched back on” to ordinary conscious-
ness. Usually, no one is aware that anything has happened or that
any unaccounted-for time has passed. Later, one or more persons
may think, “Gee, it’s getting late! Where did the time go?” Only if
the “missing time” is considerable will they begin to look for expla-
nations.
People of all ages are contacted. Encounters can happen
to an infant in a crib. Senior adults report contacts. So do children,
teens, young adults and the middle-aged. (My research indicates
that the “average” person reporting contacts to researchers is mid-
dle-aged.)
It has only become acceptable in the past year or two to
admit to a serious professional that people from another planet
have visited you. Only recently have serious books and documen-
taries treated ET encounters as real events. And only recently has
the general public discovered that serious, sincere, empathetic
therapists are making themselves available to help people share
and make sense out of their experiences, and get support for the
emotional processing they must endure. Most middle-aged experi-
encers I counsel report contacts over a period of several decades.
Of these, the minority have rather complete conscious memory of
their contacts. They have experienced decades of feeling there was
no one to turn to without fear of being locked up. In other cases,
these middle-aged experiencers had forgotten their contacts be-
cause of the tendency of the mind to repress into the unconscious
mind those memories it finds too bizarre or frightening to come to
terms with. In still other cases, the suppression of memory has
been in response to posthypnotic suggestion given by the ETs that
the experiencer will not remember the close encounter until a later
date. In yet other cases, the memory is not available because the
person was given a substitute “screen memory” by the ETs. A
screen memory is a mental visualization, telepathically imposed by
an ET on an experiencer’s mind, which causes the experiencer to
see, hear and “remember” certain details of the close encounter
Common Elements Of Close ET Encounters 17
7. Wallace Black Elk and William S. Lyon, Black Elk: The Sacred Ways of the Lakota
(San Francisco: Harper, 1991).
20 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
8. David Jacobs, Secret Life (New York: Simon & Schuster, 1992).
22 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
the ETs to determine the subject’s physical and genetic levels and
their overall health status. Occasionally an ET will communicate to
the human that a medical condition needs attention and will indi-
cate that either the human should consult an earth doctor about
treating it or that it can and will be dealt with later. Sometimes
strong light, often colored, is shone down on the examinee, for what
may be phototherapy.
Telepathic communication almost invariably takes place
aboard a craft. Contactees who state that the ETs never talked to
them are usually found to have blocked memories. When they are
subsequently hypnotised and regressed by a skilled therapist, usu-
ally there is recall of nonverbal messages from the ETs. The content
of the telepathic conversations between the ETs and the human
varies widely. Some topics have been: the worrisome condition of
planet Earth, why the ETs have come, where they come from, the
need for humans to become more caring for each other, whether
the human remembers his/her real origin and nature (which they
may imply is ET), etc. Usually the ETs take the initiative in commu-
nicating, but on occasions they provide responses to inquiries from
the humans. On other occasions some ETs decline to answer ques-
tions, leaving some humans puzzled or disappointed.
Often a feeling of love is communicated along with the mes-
Sages. Occasionally an ET will sound stern or angry, if upset by
something that earth people are doing that is terribly wrong. Be-
cause of the shared telepathic mind field, the human can “over-
hear” conversations between ETs. One experiencer reported
receiving the impression that one ET was very angry with another
ET for bungling a certain procedure.
Mental visualization “lectures” are also common features on
board UFOs. In many cases, visualizations appear to be directly
presented to the mind of the experiencer when an ET places its
large eyes close to the eyes of the human. This creates an intimate
hypnotic-telepathic field through which the ET can convey images
it wishes the human to see. Sometimes these scenes are from the
individual’s past personal history. In some instances, the experi-
encer is shown his/her own personal future—either scenes of what
will happen or of what could happen if certain choices are made. In
other instances the human is shown vivid scenes of the earth’s fu-
ture, sometimes including geophysical cataclysms, ecological
blights, urban riots, limited nuclear war, abandoned cities and
post-holocaust living. These scenes are evidently intended as warn-
ings that we humans must change our attitudes about the earth
and about each other. I have not come across any experiencer ac-
Common Elements Of Close ET Encounters 25
tense debate among CE-IV researchers. It is also the basis for some
of the most intense and poignant emotions among experiencers,
who often feel an intense longing to see and be with their predom-
inantly ET hybrid children. Some of these parent-experiencers have
been told that the predominantly ET child cannot live on earth and
would come to harm if the earth mother were to attempt to rear the
child on earth.
What will be the destiny and mission of the predominantly
ET hybrid children as they become adults is not clear now. We can
only hope that they, like their parents from other star systems and
their parents from earth, may have roles to play in the development
of fuller understanding and peaceful coexistence during the contin-
ued commingling of ET and earth civilizations.
Thus far I have discussed ET encounters aboard UFOs from
the perspective of the individual taken aboard. However, on many
occasions, the individual will see other humans on board, who also
appear to be subjects of ET scientific investigations and/or medical
procedures. A number of experiencers have noted that the other
people they saw looked nervous or confused. Sometimes the other
humans looked impassive and seemed to stare straight ahead, sug-
gesting that their active consciousness may have been “switched
off’ until it was time for their individual examination. Experiencers
have seen fellow family members on adjacent examination tables,
or taken to adjacent rooms. In many cases, the person being de-
briefed can recall seeing nude people of both sexes on adjacent ex-
amination tables or waiting in a line in a hallway nearby.
Experiencers never seem to take note of this unusual social cir-
cumstance unless directly asked. And I have no reports of sexual
thoughts or sexual arousal by experiencers as a result of the group
nudity situation. It is as though the CE-IV experience places the ex-
periencer in a special state of consciousness in which the normal
reactions of the earthbound life pattern are suspended.
On several occasions, groups of people have been taken
aboard UFOs en masse. In October of 1992, three adults and two
babies were motoring between the San Francisco Bay Area and
Sacramento on Interstate 80. At Cordelia Junction, the car was di-
verted off the highway, apparently by some type of mental com-
mand. The whole car with its five occupants was taken up into a
nearby UFO, while the two babies slept in the back seat. The ETs
conversed with the three adults individually, asking each about the
others, quite aware they were a group of friends who knew each
other.
28 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
1. Strieber, Communion.
2. Fiore, Encounters.
3. Jacobs, Secret Life.
30 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
realize, at the end of a day, that there is a period of the day for
which he/she cannot account. These include:
e dozing off without realizing it,
¢ letting the time get away from you through inattention,
¢ over-concentrating on the task at hand,
ea mild and transient asymptomatic stroke,
¢ a petit mal seizure, even if one does not have a history of
seizures,
e the time-distorting effect of mild intoxication from “a few
beers” or “just one joint in moderation,”
e the self-hypnotic effect of long driving, particularly if en-
hanced by monotonous, repetitive visuals, such as
evenly spaced telephone poles, and
e chronic sleep-deprivation.
Nevertheless, there are bona fide cases of “missing time”
that point to the probability that something unusual happened
during that missing time. This is especially true if additional indi-
cator signs are present.
Example: A woman drives to a store five miles away to get
a pack of cigarettes around 9:45 P.M. and returns
around 1:00 A.M., feeling slightly disoriented and re-
marking that the route home seemed strangely un-
familiar and seemed to take forever to drive.
Example: A man walks outside at night to see briefly what
kind of airplane has such strange running lights,
then he comes back in an hour later with only
vague, disjointed memories of rotating, pulsing,
multicolored lights.
4, Major Edward Dames, USA, ret., Remote Viewing and UFOs: TREAT Monograph I
(Ardsley, NY: The Center for the Treatment and Research of Experienced
Anomalous Trauma, 1992).
38 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
12. Having The Sense That One Has Received Telepathic Mes-
sages From ETs, Or Repeatedly Receiving Gifted Intuitions.
This indicator refers to an awareness of getting telepathic
information and messages without physically coming face-to-face
with an ET. Telepathy can take the form of a loud voice in one’s
head, but is often very subtle, particularly when distances are in-
volved. Experiencers must often develop the art of listening and no-
ticing the presence of such thoughts, perspectives, warnings,
predictions and directions that feel like received communications.
They must learn to differentiate these from products of their own
mental processes. True telepathic messages may be distinguished
by content; often the ideas are quite different than those experienc-
ers would come up with on their own.
Likewise, it is sometimes difficult to distinguish between
the receipt of gifted intuitions and the flashes of inspiration that are
occasional products of regular human mental reflection. One crite-
rion to distinguish the two would be if the gifted intuition deals with
a subject the person has never studied.
Example: A humanities-major college graduate suddenly
wakes up one morning with a new understanding of
an exotic physics principle’s application—an under-
standing that advances beyond top scientists’ cut-
ting-edge research in applications of nuclear
particle physics.
Naturally this indicator is also to be considered wisely.
Hearing “voices” tell one what to do can also be a sign of paranoid
schizophrenia. And believing one has been given, overnight, the key
to special new knowledge can also be a sign of Delusional Disorder,
Grandiose Type.
20 Signs That Indicate Close ET Encounters 39
20. Having A Sense That One’s Destiny Is With The ETs Else-
where In The Galaxy, Or A “Pull” To Go To One’s Final Home,
Which Is An ET Planet One Was Shown By The ETs During A
Close Encounter.
This indicator is another powerful one if there is no detec-
tion of delusional disorder or excessive New Age “wannabeism.”
This criterion is certainly not for everyone. The various reasons that
a person could have such longings or perspective have been ex-
plained above, in the discussion of Indicator #16.
ETs can exert selective, powerful, emotional and attention-
al-focus “fields” upon persons with whom they wish to form intense
relationship links. This process we call “bonding.” After a human
has undergone bonding, he comes to feel a special closeness to that
20 Signs That Indicate Close ET Encounters 45
particular ET. He may become lifelong friends with that ET, and
look forward to meeting again during subsequent close encounters.
One experiencer, during a hypnotic regression, expressed disap-
pointment that his old (ET) friend was not aboard the UFO during
a certain close encounter.
A variation on this process takes place when the ET focuses
a powerful bonding field on two or three humans who are together
in the presence of the ET. This human-human bonding can cause
a very intense and virtually instant sense of special relatedness to
develop between people who may have previously been acquaintan-
ces, but who afterwards experience a deep caring, telepathic and
psychic linking, a sense of mutual concern and a feeling of shared
destiny. The purpose of these human-human bondings is not com-
pletely understood. In some instances, it appears to be a way to en-
sure that emotionally isolated experiencers provide mutual support
to each other with that special “insider” understanding. In other
cases, it appears that the bonded humans may have a special mis-
sion to which each must make an interconnected contribution.
The purposes of human-ET bonding are not completely un-
derstood, either. It appears that one purpose is to establish a cross-
cultural friendship without the expenditure of the length of time
usually required to develop friendships. Of course, ETs cannot
spend long days with humans, as the human goes through daily
life, so the bonding shortens the process.
Although free-will purists might complain that bonding
takes place at the ET's initiative and therefore lacks mutual con-
sent, I am not aware of any humans who have complained about
the ETs to whom they were bonded. Rather, the human usually
treasures the relationship. The position of ETs and humans is not
equal, and it may be unfair, under the circumstances, to hold ETs
to the social rules of ordinary human living. Another purpose of
bonding may be to secure consistent commitment of the human to
a mission (e.g., publicizing the ET presence on earth).
Because some degree of bonding seems to take place as a
result of most close encounters, it is understandable how experi-
encers could develop a longing to go live with the ETs on their home
planet or an expectation that, at the end of human life, they will go
“home” to the ET planet. And if subsequent information reveals
more clearly the (at least partial) off-planet heritage of some expe-
riencers, the longing may be even more understandable.
I hope these twenty criteria will serve as guides to perplexed
persons attempting to sort out strange symptoms and feelings that
they suspect might possibly be related to ET contact. At least four
46 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
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5. Fiore, Encounters.
6. Jacobs, Secret Life.
How Close ET
Encounters Affect
Humans
CE-IVs typically result in profound psychological reac-
tions. This is not surprising, for ETs are startling strangers who
suddenly appear, often impose body paralysis and suddenly
spirit people away. The CE-IV experiencer finds that communi-
cation is almost invariably telepathic, which may feel like an
over-intimate intrusion, particularly if the experiencer’s mind is
read. Gravity-defying extraction procedures and ultra-high-tech
UFO interiors appear to violate physical laws. The ETs may con-
duct involuntary nude physical exams or even body-specimen
sampling procedures. Experiencers may be subjected to worri-
some mentally imposed visualization scenarios. At times other
family members may also be taken. The ETs sometimes promise
that they will return and then appear again as promised. Often
the ETs expose the experiencer to advanced culture and technol-
ogy, as well as spirituality on a cosmic scale, and are themselves
endowed with advanced mental capabilities. The ETs usually
impose a posthypnotic suggestion that the encounter will not be
remembered or that memory will be deferred to a better time.
Common human emotional responses to this kind of en-
counter include: fear, uneasiness, a sense of intrusion, disorien-
48 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
[Pesteamatesnes
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You will note that Posttraumatic stress disorder (PTSD) ap-
pears under “Stressor Effects” only in the Severe Trauma School.
In the Expanded Consciousness School, the CE-IV experience typ-
ically does not lead to Posttraumatic stress disorder.
To consider why this is, let’s look at the elements required
for PTSD.
1. Unusual intentional harm or disastrous incident
2. Trauma is repeatedly reexperienced through anxious
recollecting, dreams, flashbacks or phobias
3. Psychic numbing
4, Anxious, disrupted consciousness
5. Symptoms endure longer than one month.
But characteristics 1 and 3 are often missing for most ex-
periencers. They don’t feel unusual intentional harm or psychic
numbing.
I will present here a description of both the mild and the ex-
treme reactions to ET contact. I'll also describe those factors that
can help people better process the effects of such contact. I will also
50 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
1. See, for example, Gordon Thomas, Journey Into Madness: The True Story of Secret
CIA Mind Control And Medical Abuse. (New York: Bantam Books, 1989).
54 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
24 (54.5%) 20 (45.5%)
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Studied
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get help sorting them out. Thus, when the children and young
adult experiencers are joined by middle-aged and_ senior
experiencers, all coming forward in the years 1990-1992—when
this phenomenon started to become widely accepted by the main-
stream press—the backed-up numbers of older experiencers skews
the average age toward a higher number than if every year were an
equally safe year for people to come forward with their stories.
The range of ages of experiencers at the age of their first
contact is not meant to indicate that older persons have not had an
early first contact. This merely represents the age range of those
who have come forward thus far to this researcher.
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Degree of Recall of a
Close Encounter
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Experiencers’ Attitudes
Towards their CE-IV(s)
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Ea Negative
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unpopulated locale:
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Ron’s Account
ing, I turned to ask my brother about the light and caught sight of
a strange person standing at the foot of his bed staring down at
him.
At first I thought it was the devil. His head was large and he
had no hair. He had large black eyes, and his skin was very pale.
He was also tall and very thin. He was wearing a black cape that
wrapped around his shoulders and hung down to his knees.
For a brief moment I thought my brother and I were on our
way to Hell! When you are raised in a Christian home and see such
a strange-looking being, you wonder what evil thing you have done
to deserve such a visit.
My next reaction was to run or yell for help, but I could
hardly move. I started to turn toward the open door, but another of
the beings was standing in front of me, blocking my path.
At first I was very frightened, but as I looked into those eyes,
I was not afraid any longer. I felt love and compassion in them. I-
became aware of a voice inside my head that was soft and soothing.
It was a female voice. As I stared at her, I began to feel that she was
a part of me, and 1a part of her. She knew my thoughts and I knew
hers.
She told me not to be afraid. They were not here to hurt us.
I just stood there staring at her. Her head was shaped somewhat
like an egg. (See Figure 8 on page 70.) Her chin came almost to a
fine point. The mouth was very small and did not move as we com-
municated. There were no ears—not like ours anyway—nor did her
nose protrude outward. Her eyes were shaped like large, black al-
monds. Her neck was long, and her body was quite thin. Her skin
was a pale, grayish color.
She told me that I was special and that I had been “chosen.”
She asked me if I would like to go along with them. My response
was a definite “Yes.”
I cannot recall how she and I got outside, but before I knew
it, we were moving upward. The sensation was extraordinary. It felt
as though we were floating in midair. There was nothing below us
holding us up except a beam of light.
She remained beside me as we moved slowly upward. I
could see, below us, our house and the garage that sat some dis-
tance away from the house. And I could see the two-lane main
highway that ran through the trees and the rolling hills on the way
to town. (See Figure 9 on page 71.)
Suddenly we were inside a ship. There were corridors going
off in different directions. There were others there, but my full at-
tention was only on her.
70 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
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Figure 9: “I could see, below us, our house and the garage.”
Halfway down the hall on the left were some symbols, and
in the middle there was a large window or screen. I could see plan-
ets and solar systems, and I had the sensation that we were moving
past them.
On the right side was a chair that resembled a dentist’s
chair. (See Figure 10 on page 72.) The female escorted me to the
chair and laid me halfway back. As she stood in front of me, anoth-
er being came in and placed a thin device on each side of my head,
just above the temples. After he finished, pictures began flashing in
my mind—pictures of my life and who would be involved in it. Isaw
many wonderful things, but I must say: seeing your future right in
front of your own eyes can be both extraordinary and costly. For
there is a price you have to pay—the price of seeing future tragedies
as well as positive events.
72 Close Extraterrestrial Encounters
There are some things I can talk about, but others I am for-
bidden to speak of.
Figure 10: “On the right side was a chair that resembled a
dentist’s chair.”
After they had finished, the female being and I walked to the
middle of the room. As we faced each other, she told me that there
would be a time when I would remember and speak about these
matters. She told me she and the others were here to help human-
ity grow and advance out into the solar system and beyond our gal-
axy.
I asked her if they believed in God. She replied that they be-
lieved in a higher spirit. We may call him God, but they refer to him
as the Supreme Being, the Creator of all living things.
I understood from her that humans always battle one an-
other over whose religion is right and whose is wrong. It is not so
important what you call your religion if you do not have the faith to
believe in others. You must love, honor and respect life. For all liv-
ing things, no matter what form they take, should be cherished.
She also revealed to me that the ETs were not gods, nor did
they pretend to be. They also live and die, even though some of
them may live to be more than 700 years old.
She then took me by the hand, and we walked out of that
room and down the hall into another room. There my clothes were
removed and I was placed on a table. I lay on my back gazing up at
a bright light. The female ET stood behind my head, looking down
at me. Another being came toward me with an instrument in his
Ron’s Account 73
hand. The female placed her hands on each side of my head and
told me to keep looking into her eyes, that I would feel no pain.
I could not see the small device the male placed up my nose,
although I could feel some pressure. There was no pain.
After they finished giving me an extensive physical exami-
nation, I was dressed and returned to my own bedroom. As I stood
there facing the female being, I asked her if I could go with them.
She told me that I could not go with them, that it was important
that I stay and that I would understand later on in my life. She also
told me they would check on my progress throughout my life. We
stood there for a brief moment, not communicating at all. Then
suddenly she turned and was gone.
I felt a deep loss when she left me, as though a part of me
was missing. However, even today, I still feel that she is with me.
Later that same week, they returned. This time they took
the rest of my family into the ship, too. After we boarded the craft,
the ETs left me in a room with some other kids. I remember a little
girl who sat next to me as we waited. She seemed to be very timid
and shy.
I could see my mother being taken down the hall with my
little brother beside her. I could not see where they were taking the
others. I just waited in that room, watched over by about four be-
ings who were about three feet tall.
We were returned to our driveway. I remember looking up
at the spacecraft hovering over us. As we walked into the house, my
mother was in the lead, with my little brother beside her. An alien
held my little sister’s arm, guiding her. My big brother walked in
front of me, and my twin brother was next to me. Two aliens walked
next to us and another was behind us. I cannot remember whether
my grandmother was also taken.
I have talked with my brothers and sister since then. Some-
times they open up a little and share their feelings that something
strange has happened to them. Other times they don’t want to talk
about it, and they want to go about their lives with the memories
totally repressed.
At this point I must interrupt my narrative to describe a re-
lated event that occurred in 1992. Dr. Boylan, several other expe-
riencers and I were invited to speak at a symposium in Berkeley
entitled “UFO Contact: the Meaning and the Message.” The sympo-
sium was sponsored by the Society for the Advancement of Civili-
zation, founded by Dr. James Harder. The day before the
symposium, three of us attended a meeting of about 60 people and
gave a “dry run” of our talk.
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fa. It might not sound like much to a Texan, but we were quite com-
fortable.
At times, there were news reports of UFO sightings in the
area. Periodically, my grandfather and I saw a UFO as we were
headed back from the auction yard in nearby Orland.
One night my family was getting ready to watch our favorite
Western on TV when we heard a strange humming sound over the
house. Suddenly a light engulfed the house and a 50-yard circle
around it. It was so bright it seemed like daylight.
We all ran into the kitchen and peered out the screen door.
It was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop. But no one dared
to go outside to find out what was happening. After only a few min-
utes, the light went out. We returned to the living room to watch
our program. Although no one talked about the light, I know it was
on everyone’s mind.
That night, after I had gone to sleep, I awakened to see a lit-
tle guy beside my bed. (See Figure 11 below.) He was about three
feet tall. His head was quite large, and he had large black eyes. His
skin was grayish in color. The room was filled with the same bluish
light I remembered from 1952. I realized that another alien was
standing silently in the corner, but it did not approach me.
see that his fingers were starting to turn purple, and he told me the
tractor was digging deeper into his back. I knew then there was no
more time to lose.
I stood up, grabbed the tractor and told him to try to crawl
out as soon as he felt it move. I could feel every muscle in my body
strain as I worked to lift the tractor. “Oh God, please help me,” I
prayed.
“It’s moving,” my brother called out. He freed his arm, then
raised himself on his elbows and crawled out from under the trac-
tor.
We made our way up the embankment and collapsed on the
ground. As we sat there hugging each other, my brother said in a
shaky voice, “Next time I will listen to you.”
When the fire fighters eventually arrived, they were aston-
ished that I had been able to lift the heavy tractor off my brother.
I often thank God for sparing my brother’s life that day. But
I also owe the aliens a great deal for showing me what would take
place before it happened. Whenever I hear or read accounts of cru-
elty committed by aliens, I think back on this and other encounters
I have had with them that have been strange, but also positive. I
would not have changed any of my experiences for the world.
When we were 19, my twin brother and I had another close
encounter. It was in the winter of 1965 just before the holidays. We
were working for a power-line company in Storrey, California, due
north of Oroville on highway 70.
Not far from where we were rooming in Storrey were four
power plants spread out along the Feather River. Little did I realize
the importance of these power plants. Not only did they supply
electricity to the surrounding area, but they were also a power
source for UFOs like the one I would confront later that night.
It was very cold when we started to work that day, and the
weather forecast was for a chance of snow later that evening. After
putting in an exhausting eight hours, all Iwanted to do was to head
back to my warm room and get some sleep. The next day would be
Friday, and it would be a long one, because we would be packing
up after work and driving the four hours back to our home.
After we got to our room, several friends stopped by to invite
us to shoot pool at a lodge several miles up the river. We decided
not to go, but the others took off before it started to snow. My broth-
er and I wandered down to the cafeteria to get some dinner and
were surprised to find no one else there. The cook told us that the
whole crew had decided to go up to the lodge and have a few drinks.
Besides the cook, my brother and I were the only ones left in camp.
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Figure 12: “A blue light filled the room as the door opened,
revealing a being outside the door.”
When we entered the ship, the aliens took us to a very
bright room and placed us on reclining chairs. The tall ET came
closer, and I could see his face more clearly. His skin was very pale,
with a texture like snake skin or fish scales, but very smooth and
defined. His eyes were black and shaped like large almonds. There
was a small slit for a mouth and a flat surface that did not protrude
outward for a nose. As he placed his hand on my arm, I noticed his
fingers were quite long and had no joints.
Although he did not speak, I could nevertheless understand
everything he was saying to me by “mind transfer.” They wanted to
check us out to see how we were coming along.
I honestly cannot remember whether they removed our
clothes or not. I do recall a large circular object that seemed to scan
over us, as if they were taking an X-ray of some kind. (See Figure
13 on page 80.) After taking samples of skin, which they scraped
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the beings in our room. He said that he was paralyzed and could
not move. In addition, he was too afraid to even try, although he
sensed they were not there to harm us. Also, I was doing all the
talking, and that was fine with him.
As I look back on this visitation and the others I have had,
I feel a sense of serenity deep inside me. I know the ETs are here to
help us to look at each other in a much different way, to find love
and peace within ourselves and with the rest of the world. This is
the best hope for mankind.
I have only described a few of the many encounters I have
had with ETs. In so telling, I hope I can help readers recognize and
begin to deal with any ET experiences they may have had. I truly
feel my experiences have been positive, and I would not have
missed them for the world. If you are still skeptical about all this, I
ask you to keep an open mind. With an open mind, you can learn
many fantastic things. But if your mind is closed, you cannot learn
anything at all.
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Then on to the long-kept secret. After gazing at the lights for some
time, I began to realize I had seen them earlier in my life, but I
couldn't recall when. I then heard the sound of an explosion, as if
a bomb had gone off in our back yard. Then I began to walk through
the house, toward the lights. I came to the back door and seemed
to go through the door. (In other sessions I had the distinct sensa-
tion of passing through solid mass.) Once outside, at the top of the
stairs, I felt a cold sensation that went right to my soul. I then was
engulfed by the shimmering lights, and felt a tingling all over my
body.
I saw, to my right and a few stairs down, a greenish, glowing
being. The features were almost impossible to make out. The being
seemed almost to be composed of a liquid, pillowy substance, not
solid. I could, however, make out two black dots that appeared to
be the eyes. They looked similar to a Raggedy Ann doll’s eyes. (See
Figure 15 on page 88.)
The being told me to come with him. There were no spoken
words; all communication was telepathic. As I went down the stairs
leading to the backyard, I was shown this tall, thin pyramid-like ob-
ject with what appeared to be something akin to a halo around it.
(I constantly see this while under other hypnosis sessions also.) My
glowing friend then told me to call him “Catfish.” (Throughout prior
regressions, this name kept surfacing over and over, but I couldn’t
figure out why. And why the name Catfish? My hunch is that,
knowing that I am an avid Oakland A’s fan and fan of their star
pitcher, Catfish Hunter, this being grabbed the name out of my
teenage memory and chose a nice familiar, comfortable name.) As
I continued into the yard, parts of my hands went numb.
Catfish then told me I was going to love this. They were go-
ing to implant some wonderful knowledge in me, but that knowl-
edge would not surface for some time.
“No! I’m ready now!” I said. “Why was I selected?”
He replied that I was needed.
I then saw a large planet getting closer and closer. It was a
rusty gray-orange, with one ring. I called it my home. Once again I
asked Catfish, “Why me?” The response was that I had the gift to
bring people together, and that this was the gift needed on earth.
I looked up and saw a ship in the sky. It radiated beautiful
green, yellow and red lights. I could also see billions of stars, unlike
any sky I’ve seen in Oakland before.
I felt an indescribably strong love for this being. I knew he
was my mentor and friend. He told me that we had known each oth-
er for many lifetimes.
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add that, since my regression with Dr. Boylan three months prior
to this writing, I’ve had no night frights.
Within Dr. Boylan’s group, there has been much discussion
of the “goodness” in the messages sent to us. And even though all
experiencers can’t help but go through periods of doubt and confu-
sion, we all believe that we have been chosen for a very special mis-
sion in life—one we should neither take lightly, nor run away from.
And one of the wonderful things about all this is that we are not
alone in our experiences. I feel that one of the main purposes of this
book is to tell our brothers and sisters and everyone else that these
are wonderful experiences we have had—love-filled, wonderful ex-
periences!
As my other hypnotic regressions have unfolded, I have in-
deed found that experiences is the right word. Not one isolated en-
counter in the early 1970s but more, quite possibly many more,
throughout my life.
During my first regression, it took almost an hour before I
could begin to unlock the secrets. What came out in this initial re-
gression was being in the hills of Oakland with three beings. They
were about three to four feet tall and had very thin bodies, large
heads and a green glow about them. I cannot recall the faces at all.
I was walking on a trail with these three chaps (ETs). Two of them
were holding my hands, one on each side, and the other seemed to
lead the way. And, we seemed to be floating! At this stage of hypno-
sis work, I am unable to put a date on this experience.
I have read of comparisons between ETs and angels. The
feelings I got from these beings were angelic. They were full of love,
peace and understanding. One footnote to my own angel theory/ex-
perience follows. As a youngster, I was standing alone in our front
room one evening when I heard the sound of angels singing above
me. It was quite distinct and very short. There was not a soul out-
side, and we were playing no music or television inside the house.
I seemed to know that this chorus was for me and me alone. This
incident preceded the Catfish experience.
On subsequent regressions I have recalled “snapshot mem-
ories.” I see events a scene at a time, rather than an entire sequence
of events. One such memory is of lying naked on a metallic table
and seeing a large, black eye looking down upon me. (See Figure 16
on page 90.) I have the sensation of being “felt” from head to toe.
On another occasion, a greenish tube is inserted up my nostril.
This tube has a bright green light on the tip. Whether this has any-
thing to do with a series of violent nosebleeds I experienced at age .
13, Iam not at all sure. I only know that the nosebleeds would start
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for no reason and last about a week, after which I would have to get
my nose cauterized.
easily have been mistaken for a constellation, except that the pe-
ripheral “stars” would randomly move towards and merge with the
center object. After a short period of time, the smaller objects would
move back to their original positions. We watched, contemplating
possible interpretations, perhaps awed by the lack of credible ex-
planations for the phenomenon.
My study of spiritual disciplines and parapsychology had
already begun by the time of my marriage in 1970. In the early
1970s, my wife (at the time) awakened in the middle of the night.
Going outside to the front porch and sitting on the steps, she saw
a beam of light from the sky shining directly on our California
home. The next morning, we discussed her experience. She de-
scribed the light, and I related an intensely vivid, spiritual encoun-
ter dream I had during the night.
By the mid 1970s, the experiences had become more inter-
esting. Occasionally, while I was on the backyard patio, I would
hear an audible voice describing a city and a sighting. It might be
very brief and simple, such as “UFO—Stockton.” My friend Walter
was director of a local science center and interested in the UFO
movement, so I would call him and report my messages. Walter
would confirm, through the media, that a sighting occurred within
24 hours at the location suggested by the message. My last remem-
bered message said, “UFO—Austin, Texas.” Since I was already
planning a trip to Texas, I interpreted the message to be a predic-
tion of a sighting in Sacramento while I was visiting Texas. Nothing
could have been a more inaccurate interpretation.
While two friends from Canada and I were touring the
Project Starlight International (PSI) site in Austin, Texas, our desire
to see a craft became very strong. The technology used at the site
was fascinating to view, but we saw nothing at PSI during that visit.
We were disappointed. We left PSI and decided to have dinner.
Late that night, as we left the restaurant, we looked toward
the sky. Approximately 100 yards from where we stood was a silent,
hovering, silver disc. The disc was about 30 feet in diameter. Open-
ings resembling rectangular windows were visible on the rim.
Above the dome of the disc was a split, steady red light. The light
on the rim of the craft gave a strobe effect. We were unable to de-
termine if the strobe light was rotating about the rim, or if the rim
itself was rotating. We observed the craft for what I would estimate
to be 30 minutes. Finally labelling the phenomenon as a classic
“flying saucer,” we soon tired of the experience and began the re-
turn drive to the university campus.
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dows. This was the room I had seen in my dreams. Feeling trapped,
Iran my hands along the wall and desperately looked for a way out.
When I found no openings, I crouched down along the wall in a fetal
position. I was terror-stricken, not because of being mistreated, but
because I lacked skills to deal with such an event.
Figure 17: “His height was less than five feet, and he had very
dark, large eyes.”
A door appeared in the center of the doughnut. I turned my
head to see a different being than the one at the car. I stood up, feel-
ing a sense of trust. The being invited (not ordered) me to enter the
center room, and I did so willingly. I gazed at this taller being. He
was hairless and had wraparound eyes slightly larger than human
eyes. His frontal lobe area was prominent, with an indentation be-
tween the lobes. The occipital area was more protrusive.
The being called me by a name I did not understand at that
time. Although he seemed familiar in a way, I still was not sure
what I should do. He expressed (without words) a concern that I
was not able to remember other encounters and, therefore, re-
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1. Strieber, Communion.
Connie’s Account 103
ticed other things that caused me to sit up and take notice. One
evening I heard my mother and sister comparing identical scars on
the backs of their hands. Neither of them knew where they came
from. Another time I heard them discussing a “ghost child” that
they had both seen in their dreams. And the real clincher for me
was when my mother told me about a hole she had in her nasal
passage. What truly puzzled me was that whenever I tried to sug-
gest to my mother or my sister that such things might be related to
ET activity, they would stonewall or evade the subject. I eventually
put the whole thing on the back burner of my thoughts, where it
simmered until the spring of 1992.
My awakening to my own involvement in this phenomenon
has been a startling, yet subtle, process. Besides the little morsels
in the simmering pot, I also have had in my possession The Urantia
Book,” which has become my tool for mind and soul exercise. Be-
cause of the nature of this book, my thoughts and beliefs have been
expanded far beyond the confines of this planet. Possibly this was
the initial attraction from the beginning. Anyway, in the early
spring of 1992, parts of The Urantia Book and the morsels in the
simmering pot began to mesh together in my thoughts. Then, with
the airing of Intruders on television, the simmering pot began to
boil. It was as if the heat under the old pot got turned up. All of a
sudden, for the first time, it hit me: this could have happened to
me. My mind began to flood with unusual memories I had never
paid much attention to before. I found it incredible that I had never
noticed these things before. I asked myself, could I possibly have
exposed myself to so much that my mind was making it all up? It
was a constant teeter-tottering between the amazingly bizarre pos-
sibilities and the questioning of my sanity.
The most startling recall of a bizarre nature was when I re-
membered waking up in the wee hours of the morning a couple of
years ago with a sticky, jellylike substance between my legs. It was
not like anything familiar to me. As I groggily stumbled across the
room towards the bathroom, I recalled darting my sleeping hus-
band a dirty look, as if he had played some kind of stupid joke on
me. I then stepped into the shower to wash it all away. The most
puzzling part of this whole incident was that, as I looked at the
shower head, the whole incident just vanished from my memory
(until about six months ago). How could I forget such a thing? Or
did my mind make this up? I read of many bizarre experiences but
nothing of this nature.
gression seemed to have melted away. I was filled with awe. During
my drive home from Dr. Boylan’s office, a flood of memories and
thoughts swirled around in my head. Although I did not recall ever
seeing the room I had been in, I began to get a feeling that it was
roomy, not cluttered. I got a sense of everything being white and the
ceiling being domed. There seemed to be windows up towards the
top of the ceiling and some instrument panels along the wall. I also
had a very vague recollection of moving along a wide hallway with
what I felt was the being who was attending my emotional self dur-
ing the medical procedure. He was taller than I, and I got the im-
pression of him possibly being a very pale, almost white, blue-gray
color. We seemed to be telepathically communicating. What that
communication was all about, I have no idea, but I had the feeling
of being a student, trying to understand whatever it was I was being
told. I felt a great respect and, I'd say, even love for this being.
The ET contact experience has affected my family as well.
(See Figure 18 on page 108.) My sister, Cindy, called me one Sat-
urday morning in February to try to tell me about the monster in
Sara’s room (Sara is my three-year-old niece). Sara wanted to tell
me herself. She said that a monster with a really big head and big
black eyes stares at her in her room at night. Then she said, “But
he doesn’t come any more. Now the bunny comes, and I really like
him.” I wonder whether her rabbit image is like my deer image.
She also started to tell me about the time she almost
drowned in the pool. I had a hard time understanding what she was
trying to tell me. Her mother filled me in. Apparently last year, Cin-
dy found Sara floating vertically in the back yard pool. One of the
other kids called 911, while Cindy jumped in after her. What was
unusual was that even though she was unconscious, there was no
water in her lungs. And someone was holding her up in the pool
(according to Sara). Cindy says Sara talks about it all the time. So
the plot thickens.
What a year this has been. Never before in my life have I ex-
perienced such fear, such confusion, such isolation, and such
questioning of the meaning of life. Never before have I reached so
deep within my being or so far out into the universe in search for
answers. Amazingly, the answers have been coming forth at an ac-
celerated rate and from every conceivable direction. A transforma-
tion has been taking place within me. I have never experienced
such raw faith in trusting God’s plan. Nor have I had such a desire
to understand and love the Supreme as well as all fellow brothers
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1. Strieber, Communion.
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our fifth session I felt comfortable enough that I told the hypnotist
of some disjointed memories of a “dream” I had when I was 11.
Somewhere locked in my subconscious mind were memories of lit-
tle creatures that had the feel of other worlds. She agreed to regress
me, stating emphatically that she was not a believer in alien en-
counters and would be happy to put that notion to rest with me.
The night before I was to be regressed, a thought flashed in
my mind of a praying-mantis-faced being with long arms reaching
out and holding me by the arm. It was only a split-second thought,
but it frightened me to the core. I told my wife (who harbors doubts
on this subject) that I wasn’t sure if I could go through with the re-
gression. I doubted if the truth was worth this amount of fear. (I
wonder how many others have faced this barrier only to back
down? This was a threshold decision for me, and I am a very curi-
ous person.)
The persistence of these thoughts was so strong, however,
that I knew if I didn’t explore them, I would never know peace. I de-
cided to be regressed.
Before we began, I told the hypnotist that my conscious
memories were of an early summer afternoon filled with clouds
from an approaching storm. My mother was scurrying through the
house excitedly attempting to convince me and the rest of the fam-
ily to come out and “see the beautiful clouds.” While my father and
my two brothers sat stone-faced (my perception at the time) in front
of the television set, I eagerly went out to view the sky. That was the
extent of my conscious memory, but I have had vague thoughts
since then that more was there.
It is interesting to note that my mother has full memory of
that day even though our conscious memories tell us nothing re-
markable enough happened to explain why our memory would be
so filled.
I was surprised at the ease with which I was able to be re-
gressed to that day 21 years before. While taking me under, the
hypnotist had given me a pep talk and explained that the events
would be taken a frame at a time and that they happened years ago
and there was no danger. Despite this, I was terribly uneasy. Then
the memory began to come back. As my mother pointed to the sky,
the wind began to swirl. At that point, our elderly German shepherd
began to act erratically and started to run down a hill. My mother
was desperately calling her to come back when we both noticed a
lead-colored cylinder coming out of a cloud. The hypnotist dwelled
on this for a number of questions and I was under the impression
she thought I was describing a tornado—which, of course, would
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have explained the fear and supported her theories. Upon further
questioning, however, it became clear that the cylinder did not act
like a typical tornado.
While I looked at the cylinder in a curious way, my mother
looked on in dread, almost as if she knew what it was and what it
wanted. She became more desperate to get the dog. All of a sudden,
though, four square-framed beings were quickly and smoothly
floating up a long hill toward us. During the session I referred to
them as “trash cans.” My mother turned to me in an utter state of
fright and screamed for me to run.
After she told me to run, she began to run herself. Not to-
ward me but away from me. The beings were closing in around her.
Her face looked like a stone and she was running under what I can
only describe as instinctual panic. To this moment, it is the expres-
sion on her face during those few seconds that is difficult to shut
out. She looked in real pain.
The beings caught up quickly with her and seemingly float-
ed her off behind our garage. During this time, I remained frozen in
a corner of the front of our house. I looked to my left and saw a
praying mantis figure heading toward me. It had a long head, mod-
erate-size torso and long, skinny limbs. Its fingers were long and
thin and had a gentle appearance. As it came closer, I turned, bur-
ied my head in the corner of the house and wet my pants. I was
frightened beyond description.
Then the being grabbed my arm, and suddenly I was no
longer afraid. I knew my mother was fine and this being would not
hurt me. Still, I knew I couldn’t look directly at him or I would get
frightened again.
The being led me across our yard and down the hill where
the four other beings had come from. About halfway down the hill,
I noticed there was a spaceship which was lead-gray, had no appar-
ent openings and seemed not a lot greater in length than a car.
I got the impression we were going to go into the craft but I
was puzzled how we would get in. Soon, the craft began to rotate
and a completely black square emerged. I knew it was the door, but
I could see nothing inside. I don’t remember how I got there, but
the being and I were soon inside the craft in a room that seemed
too large to fit in the craft I had seen. It had a low, rounded ceiling
that had no seams. Violet light came from somewhere, but I could
not detect its origin.
I was gently placed on a metal table that appeared to be
more like a platform that could be slid in a wall when not in use.
Soon a fifth being appeared. This being was plump and rather se-
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Figure 19: “The taller being then walked me out to the first
room.”
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Figure 20: “Their heads were oversized and bald, their arms
and bodies were long and spindly looking”
In Sedona, Arizona, on August 10, 1989, I was taking a nap
alone in the house at about 3:00 P.M. I woke up to a loud, cracking
sound. | realized that I was paralyzed and felt a strong tingling sen-
sation over my entire body. I became aware that a small being was
standing by the head of my bed. I mentally began to scream, “Go
away! Don’t take me! Go away!” I was extremely scared. The top of
the being’s head was even with the doorknob (about 3- 1/2 feet tall).
It was a whitish-gray color and seemed to be wearing some sort of
form-fitting jumpsuit. It had a large head and large, dark eyes. The
feeling from it was rather impersonal and businesslike. I heard the
being communicating to someone, seemingly over our heads. I
didn’t understand exactly what was being said, but I got an overall
impression of the nature of the communication. It was a strange,
almost digital, musical sound and very short. It seemed to be relay-
ing information about my physical being. I felt irritated that my ex-
treme fear was being totally ignored. After the communication, the
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being was gone, and so was the paralysis. My muscles were very
sore, and I was nauseated. There was a mark on my neck that
wasn’t there before. It was a series of very small red dots in a “C”
shape. The mark has remained.
Earlier that summer, I was sitting outside at Red Rocks
crossing with a friend, talking and watching the stars. We saw what
appeared to be six or seven ships shoot up into the sky from no-
where. They were a brilliant orange color and traveled a great dis-
tance at seemingly impossible speed. They all shot up together in a
“V” formation and disappeared, except for one that circled back to-
ward the earth and was visible a while longer before it, too, was
gone. It was an incredibly beautiful sight to see.
Another time I was driving up the canyon with a friend. One
minute we were just starting up the canyon, talking, and the next
minute we were at the very top, with approximately 30 minutes of
missing time. Our destination had been near the bottom of the can-
yon. We had absolutely no memory of the trip up. On the way down,
we passed within a few feet of large, noisy equipment where the
road was being repaired. We were quite bewildered that we didn’t
even remember that part of the trip.
I woke up at about 2:30 A.M. one morning in the winter of
1991 to see a bright light shining through my bedroom window. I
propped myself up on my elbows and thought, “I'd better go check
on Ariel” (my oldest daughter, now 3-1/2 years old). Instead of get-
ting up, I lay back down and went to sleep, which was a completely
atypical response for me, particularly under the circumstances.
Sometime later, I heard a low hum that got louder and higher and
faded away. I thought, “There they go,” and I went back to sleep.
The next morning, I asked my husband if he had seen or heard any-
thing unusual that night. He described hearing the exact sound
that I had heard. A neighbor told me she saw a small, bright light
float past her window the same night.
After that night, my daughter began to express undue anx-
iety over light reflections on walls or ceilings—anxiety that she
couldn’t connect to its source. She was extremely jumpy over little
sounds and avoided certain areas of the house. Six months later,
her verbal skills had developed sufficiently to allow her to tell me
about it. One night, she climbed up on my lap and said, “Mommy,
something has really scared me.” She proceeded to describe how
“some little white guys” came into her room through the window
and took her for a ride to “their mommy’s house.” She said this
house was “over the street” in front of our house.
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Figure 21: A probe with a light in the end, used by the ETs in
their procedures.
I felt so powerless when she asked if I would go with her the
next time; I knew I had no control over the situation. I could only
tell her that I hoped it would happen that way, and that I knew
about the little white guys. We decided that we could figure it all
out together. She went to bed feeling much better.
I went to the other room and fell apart. I was face-to-face
with my own doubt, fears and feelings of such isolation with it all.
Not knowing what was real and what wasn’t in these experiences
left me feeling wary of trusting my perceptions about anything in
my life.
That night was the beginning of my conscious exploration
of my own and others’ contacts with ETs. Until then, I had chosen
to ignore the many strange things I had seen and experienced over
the last 20 years or so. All the while, I knew in my gut that some-
thing real was going on. What prompted me to pursue conscious
knowledge and understanding was my young daughter's apparent
involvement. It was her expression of fear and confusion that fueled
my courage to pick up the phone and dial Dr. Boylan. He had
placed a small article in the paper asking anyone with suspected
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ET contact to call him. Doing that was like opening Pandora’s box.
I was fortunate to have chosen such a competent, caring and in-
formed person to assist me in sorting it all out and to deal with the
events of the summer of 1992. There was a definite acceleration of
intensity and number of events connected to the ETs—so much at
times that I thought, if I wasn’t already crazy, I soon would be. .
After ruling out a mental disorder, the most important
things Dr. Boylan did for me were to inject some humor into the sit-
uation and to connect me to a contactee support group comprised
of people who were having the same types of experiences I was. The
sense of validation and bonding I have gotten from this group has
been paramount in helping me see the much brighter picture that
exists beyond my initial fear and distrust.
Another turning point happened in July of that summer. I
was getting a bottle for my infant daughter, Aja, at about 3:00 A.M.
As I walked up the hall with the bottle, I heard a strange sound and
whipped around to try to catch sight of what made it. It sounded
like a cross between a gerbil and a fast-forward recording of some-
one talking in a musical tone. I didn’t see anything. I was so tired
from the many sleepless nights of anxiety over these events and the
rigors of caring for my baby that I didn’t even care, at that point,
and I went to bed.
Two days later, while dusting, I came across a couple of very
strange-looking handprints on the stereo speaker. I immediately
ran to the bathroom to spread baby powder on the counter to at-
tempt to duplicate them. I couldn’t. No one in the house could.
There were two very long fingers on each hand, with large bulblike
shaping in the tips. They were placed directly in front of a small
sculpture of a dinosaur. The eyes on the sculpture are large, dark,
almond shapes like the eyes on the ETs. | left the prints there for
several weeks and looked at them over and over. When I looked at
them, I felt, for the first time since the rash of activity that summer,
a sense of longing instead of fear. I had always had an odd sense of
longing for something or some other place, but the recent close-up
encounters had replaced those feelings with fear for a while. I pho-
tographed and videotaped the ET fingerprints to show the CE-IV
group. No one thought I was delusional.
On August 17, 1992, Iwas coming home from a get-together
wom-
with two other women at about 10:00 P.M. We drove the other
out in the country , about five miles
an to her home, a few miles
from my home.
Something had caught my attention as we drove up the
porch
road toward the house. The other women went up to the front
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to pick up some vegetables from the garden. I went across the road
to see if I could figure out what it was that had gotten my attention
earlier.
Approximately 20 stories high and two miles away, just as
bright and obvious as it could be, was a huge ship hovering in the
sky, just above the tree tops. I stood there with my mouth hanging
open, staring in utter disbelief. It was about the size of four or five
houses with a row of large blinking lights across the bottom. The
top part was strangely dark, like a shadow. The “shadow” had a def-
inite outline that was similar to an inverted pie tin.
I suddenly realized that I was separated from the others and
hurried back across the road to the yard. They were taking forever
with their zucchini transaction and I wanted a reality check with
someone else, but I hesitated to say anything. I didn’t know these
other women very well.
I went back to see if I really saw what I thought I did. It was
still there—silent, blinking lights, drifting weightlessly to the left,
very slowly. I returned to the car once again. The driver was finally
ready to go. When we got into the car, I started babbling inanely
about seeing something weird in the sky. We backed out of the
driveway and there was absolutely nothing there. Of course I felt
like a crazy idiot.
One night at a CE-IV meeting, Dr. Boylan asked if anyone
in the group would be willing to do some public speaking. The pur-
pose was to educate other health professionals about the phenom-
enon so they could assist anyone coming to them with ET contact.
Other events were designed to encourage people to speak out freely
about their own experiences. I thought at the time “No way, a pub-
lic speaker I’m not!” and declined.
That was on Thursday night. On Saturday morning some-
one shook my shoulder hard enough to jolt me out of my sleep. I
sat up in the dark and heard very clearly in my head, “Rayna, get
up, wake up, you've got to hurry up and call Dr. Boylan and tell him
you'll speak!” I left a message on his answering service, that I was
willing to consider speaking publicly. I did it before I was fully
awake because I knew that, if I had a chance to think about it for
long, I’d never do it.
A few days later, I was driving in the country and having a
panic attack over committing myself to speaking. I asked half-jok-
ingly in my head, what was it the ETs wanted me to speak about.
Obviously it was all their fault that I was in this mess, I thought.
To my absolute surprise and delight, the answer came. It came the
way it was asked—telepathically. The answer was in complete form
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and I knew it was the truth. I used it when I did speak, and it was
perfectly appropriate for the occasion.
There are two main forms of communication that I and oth-
to
ers in the group have experienced with the ETs. One is similar
the way we communicate to each other, in that the thought pat-
that
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made sure that the door was locked. The whole. door glowed a
bright yellow-white. Then, there was no door.
I stepped up to the threshold, and I could see, landed in the
street below, a craft best described as an angular, wedge-shaped
“helicopter.” Five figures took positions in the road and fanned out
in front of the craft as if to guard it or to intercept anyone coming
up or down the street. I looked up to my right, and I saw one figure
at the first landing on the stairs. Another was standing about two
feet from me, around the corner of the entry. The beings were seven
feet tall, wearing blue coveralls and what looked like helmets. (See
Figure 23 on page 132.) They had domed heads, silver faces, no
necks, and long slit-like indentations for eyes. I could not sense
that they were “alive”’—at least not like the ones before.
I was “told” to come with them. Resisting seemed pointless,
after what had already happened, so I went with them. At this point
I couldn’t look up to see their faces. It was as if it didn’t occur to me
to lift my head up farther. I was now in back of my apartment, ina
grassy area near a fence and creek. But it was bright—almost like
day, or a spotlight from above. One of the entities stayed next to my
right side the entire time. The other one stayed a few feet away.
They examined me for “contamination.” I was upset that they
wouldn’t directly answer me and that they might risk my health
with whatever they were doing. I think they were programmed, to a
degree. I did detect a presence of mind, but not a biological “per-
sonality.”
Afterward, I could look down and see through my roof. I
floated down into my apartment, where I “blended” into a mundane
dream.
For me, a common symptom of a close encounter has been
paralysis, usually preceding a bluish-white shaft of light. When the
light goes, so does the paralysis. Another symptom has been an il-
logical fear of someone or something trying to get in the door or win-
dow, even a second-story window with no ledge.
These beings seem to have been away awhile. But since the
1980s I have had experiences with robotic or synthetic life-forms
that look similar, i.e., tall, with domed or tubular heads. It has been
common for them to come in pairs. I have also seen spheres of light,
one of which spoke my full name in a metallic voice, and “spy
globes,” grayish spheres with a lens/eye, floating outside my win-
dow.
I am under the impression that the “Eyeball People” from
my childhood experiences of the 1960s are not the same intelli-
gences as the ones from the 1970s. I keep a lot of things to myself.
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north.) About this time I heard a loud voice I presumed came from
my CB, saying in an Arkansas twang, “Watch out for the smoke!”
(or “Smokey,” i.e., state trooper; I’m not sure which word was used).
The voice seemed to come from behind my left ear. (Later, reflecting
that my CB speaker was mounted below my dash in front of me
slightly to the right, I realized it wasn’t the CB talking.) At first I fig-
ured that some trucker ahead of me was warning anyone about a
State Trooper he had spotted. So I got on the CB and asked, “Where
is the Smokey?” I was surprised when I got no answer. This is the
only time in my experience that a CB operator failed to provide lo-
cation information to follow up on his State Trooper warning.
The strangeness had only begun. Almost at once I saw what
looked like a huge luminous cloud of smoke stretched across the
highway from the leftmost part of the rise to the rightmost part and
up to the sky, a solid curtain across the highway. I presumed that
it was my bad luck to be running across a forest fire. So Iwent back
on the CB to ask anyone out there, “Where’s the fire? Does anyone
know about the fire on 180?” Again, it was spooky. No answer from
Arkansas Twang or anyone else. I started to broadcast again, then
gave up lamely, since I was just about upon the presumed smoke
cloud. I cursed my luck, and in a second calculated what a long de-
tour I would have to drive if this fire blocked the highway, versus
the risk of plowing through the smoke blind, hoping it was just a
hundred feet thick or so and I could break through to the other side
and complete my journey. I drove into the smoke, taking my foot off
the gas to slow down in case I didn’t pop through the other side
quickly. I didn’t. Not for an hour.
The smoke seemed to be coming off the hillside to the left of
me. I couldn’t see the road, the center line or anything. So I came
to a stop. (Later, in hypnotic recall, I noted that there were no trees
or brush burning, no blackened or charred chaparral, and no odor
to the “smoke!” Nor was this fog—not in the spring in bone-dry So-
noran desert. I sat in my car, defeated, stopped in the middle of no-
where.
The grayish-white vapor did not dissipate. So I got out of the
car and, disoriented in the vapor, walked across the road to the left
shoulder, towards where the ground rose slightly. I got the impres-
sion of low scrub pinon pines spaced apart. I stepped across a little
ditch at the edge of the road and walked towards them, then
stopped, unable to see. (I presumed there were pinon pines there,
but a friend who drove that road later told me there were none on
that stretch.) Then I went into a state of paralysis. I could not move
my body. I sensed the approach of two persons, who got on either
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Figure 24: “His eyes were black all the way across, with no —
irises or pupils.”
I was escorted into another room, which was also dimly lit,
and placed in a reclining position, as if I were in a dentist’s or as-
tronaut’s chair. I felt a buzzing, stimulating, resonating sensation
in the triangular area defined by the tops of my eyebrows and the
bridge of my nose, and focused about a quarter of an inch inward
from the skin surface. (This is a sensation I would become quite fa-
miliar with in the days and months ahead. It has heralded and ac-
companied subsequent ET contact and anomalous occurrences
that I presume to be ET handiwork.) I experienced a sense of pres-
sure in my nose, as if a small object was being introduced into my
nasal passages or even a little higher. (Afterward, for four or five
days, I had a sense of excessive pressure there, along with a feeling
of buzzy resonance and pressure in my head that was almost, but
not quite, like a headache.)
Next I had a sensation of the release of restraints around my
ankles—not physical restraints, but more of an immaterial, force-
Dr. Rich’s Account 141
field kind. I understood that the ETs were finished and I was free to
go. I got up. The next segment I remember is being outside the craft
in the night, floating horizontally towards my vehicle. After that, I
became aware of being behind the wheel, driving below the speed
limit, seeing the “vapor” dissipate, breaking out of the “smoke
cloud” and resuming my drive up U.S. 180 toward the Gila National
Forest campground, where I camped.
When I woke the next morning, I had no memory of my close
encounter. But I did notice four odd things. I had a strange fullness
and pressure feeling in my upper nasal passage area and a dull al-
most-headache—symptoms I had never had before. I wrote it off to
fatigue. As I put on my socks, I also noted that there were two tiny
scoop marks side-by-side on top of my right great toe, each like a
shallow crater that you could rest a BB in. I was startled, because
I was no stranger to the literature of ET encounters, which often de-
tailed scoop marks from tissue sampling. But denial set in, and I
said to myself, “Nah, that can’t be that!” Then I reflected that I had
arrived at the campground at least an hour after my estimated
time; and on the open roads of New Mexico, where a minute can
equal a mile, I had become quite precise at calculating traveling
time...
Finally, I noticed, with curiosity, that my attitude towards
ETs had literally changed overnight. Gone was the gripping fear
that I had carried since reading Secret Life. Instead, I noticed that
a gentle live-and-let-live attitude had settled in. And I began feeling
sorry for the ETs, as I considered the monumental Star Wars weap-
ons crash program aimed at them that I had seen. I also reflected
on my own research. After overcoming their initial fright, the people
I had interviewed usually found the ETs to be caring, gentle while
firm, and concerned for such values as ecology, social justice,
childhood education, consciousness advancement, and a spiritu-
al/metaphysical focus. I noted that the CE-IV experiencers stated
that, while some gynecological/urological procedures did seem ori-
ented toward retrieving reproductive material, in many other in-
stances, such procedures were oriented toward cures of diseases,
genetic manipulation of ovaries or in-place fetus to create en-
hanced capabilities in the fetus or future offspring of the experienc-
er, or the returning of an enhanced conceptus to the mother for
completion of childbearing and child rearing. It seemed to me that
David Jacobs’s and Budd Hopkins’s “Grey Menace” tales were ex-
aggerated and distorted. Instead, I thought like an anthropologist:
“What we have here is a contact between civilizations.” I also felt
dedicated to the goal that this contact not end up like in the movie
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Cool Hand Luke, where the Cracker drawls: “What we have here is
a failure to communicate.”
So, a little suspicion began to curl inside my head, but I dis-
counted it, saying to myself that the dramatic discoveries I had
seen and the things I was yet scheduled to view were causing me to
overdramatize these anomalies.
It was only after I returned home from the entire trip, and
had nasal pressure, quasi-headaches and uncharacteristic moodi-
ness and grouchiness persist for five days, that I reviewed every-
thing and realized that these, too, were common psychological
aftermath signs of a CE-IV repressed from conscious memory. At
that point I made room for the possibility that I had experienced a
CE-IV. I consulted a hypnotist-psychologist and a psychic remote
viewer to explore that possibility. All that emerged from sessions
with them is what I have presented. When the hypnotist had me
smell the “smoke” and I noticed no odor, that was the final straw
that crumbled my denial.
Since this first close encounter, my life has gone differently.
Like many other experiencers, I have experienced an acquisition of
certain psychic abilities—or perhaps an enhancement of latent
abilities. For instance, when my telephone rings, I often know who
is calling. When I approach on automatic teller machine, I often
know whether or not another car is in line ahead of me even before
I am able to see into the carport. I often have a sense of whether or
not there are any messages on my answering machine before I even
enter the room. And I sometimes have accurate premonitions of
when the ETs will come or will be up to something.
A few times I have awakened with little blood spots in my
nose (signs of nasal-entry procedures), even though I never experi-
enced bloody noses before my encounter. I sometimes awaken with
straight marks that weren’t there the night before—marks that re-
semble healed laser cuts. This is coupled with a sense that I had
been visited the night before. Occasionally I am exhausted by the
pressures of juggling my family, marriage, counseling psychologist
profession, presidency of the local society of professional psycholo-
gists, and research and publication work on the ET presence phe-
nomenon. At such times I often go to bed, have a sense of an ET
intervention, and wake up brimming with energy and ready to take
on some more.
During the last half of 1992, a stationary, intensely glowing
object appeared for hours at a time in the night sky over Sacramen-
to several times a week. I called it “The Twinkler.” Frequently, but
not always, it flashed red, teal, yellow, and bluish-white lights at a
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rate of about six cycles per second. Over the months it took a picket
position at the different cardinal points of the compass, sometimes
moving slightly. It usually shone from an hour after sunset until
midnight, but this pattern varied. Other family members and expe-
riencers have seen the same object, although it was never reported
in the newspaper.
I have had a couple of subtle “micro-encounters” as well.
One night, on impulse, I went out my front door. I heard and saw
a rustling and rapid movement in the hedges to my right, by the
front door. Whatever it was then “jumped” across in front of me and
started clambering atop the hedges to my left, all along the side of
the house. It was as though something heavy and large, like an in-
visible chimpanzee, raced across in front of me and along the six-
foot-high hedges. I know the ETs can either cloak themselves in in-
visibility, or create in the mind of the viewer a substitute visualiza-
tion for themselves. (And I know we don’t keep any invisible
chimpanzees as pets.)
On another occasion I was standing in the doorway of the
bathroom in my bedroom. I glanced over toward the doorway to the
hall and got a quick glimpse of the back half of a figure in white as
it turned around and exited our bedroom doorway and went down
the hall. Thinking it was Lee, my wife, I called out her name. There
was no answer. I walked over to the hallway and looked. I saw no
one. I walked down to the kitchen and still saw no one. Finally I
found Lee in the laundry room at the other end of the house. I
asked her if she had just been in the bedroom, but she had not. All
the outside doors were locked. No one else was home that night—
at least no human was.
I sometimes wake up with information or “advanced” aware-
nesses or intuitions that I didn’t have before. Such information may
have to do with “knowing” future events or scientific principles I
have never studied or what the government's next strategy is going
to be vis-a-vis the cover-up of ET contact. Eerily, one or two of the
experiencers I am in contact with sometimes get the same informa-
tion around the same day or week. To use a computer phrase, it is
as if someone had dumped a disc full of data onto my hard drive
while I slept. But daytime intuitions come, too. And I have definitely
had a successive series of strong “mission” feelings. For example, I
have had two strong urges. One was to overcome, and to encourage
other experiencers to overcome, the shame factor in coming out of
the closet about having ET contact. The other was to go public with
the secret government's murderous Star Wars agenda against ETs.
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two miles ahead and half a mile to the right of the Area 51 road. I
felt it had been there as a protector, and became lit to show its
agreement that I depart.
I then proceeded east on 375 towards U.S. 93, to complete
the loop back into Las Vegas. No longer was the escort light behind
me. But soon it started to appear about a mile ahead of me. I was
going through winding road and canyons and would lose sight of it.
Then a vehicle would approach from the general area where the
light was last seen and drive past. I assumed that I had been mis-
taken about the bright light way up ahead being my UFO escort,
because soon a vehicle would come from where I had seen the light.
I tried to avoid making anything special out of that light. Then more
anomalies started happening. I thought I saw a passing vehicle as
being a panel truck. Then I noticed a tanker truck go by. Gradually
it dawned on me how much traffic was developing on this deserted
stretch of highway all of a sudden. I then realized the ETs could be
imposing mental visualizations on me to disguise what their craft
really looked like, only they did not bother to impose the identical
visualization every time. I also realized that this meant they could
be “driving” by me so closely that I could reach my arm out (if I
wanted to lose it) and touch the vehicle (disguised UFO).
I then came to a straight stretch of highway. Here I could
see the bright light a mile ahead get closer, go out, and reappear as
two headlights (and, when closer, as a complete vehicle). At first, I
attributed the single light going out to a dip in the road, but when
I got to a flat stretch with no dips, it became evident that the single
light extinguished itself, and reilluminated as two headlights.
Once, it manifested as two tandem sets of headlights, one right on
the tail of the other, but by the time the pair got near me, only one
vehicle with one set of headlights came by. Also, after each vehicle
went by, its “taillights” only stayed on for a quarter of a mile, then
disappeared, long before a curve or dip in the road could explain
their disappearance. On this stretch, there were no side roads or
places to exit the highway. I smiled, realizing that the ETs were
playing with me.
Then the light/UFO disappeared from in front of me, but
soon reappeared behind me, no longer at road level, but at about
150 feet altitude, and closing fast on me. I was, at this point, about
adjacent to the supersecret Coyote Alpha Range, northeast of Area
51. I “felt” intensely the UFO’s intent to make contact, and asked
myself, “Are you ready for an ET encounter?” I felt afraid at first—
just a little nervous, but excited. After a minute I said, “Sure, why
not?”
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narrow jaws taper to almost a “V” and they have small nostril holes
but no nose and a small, thin, lipless, horizontal slit for a mouth.
They have thin torsos with no ribs and no genitals evident, long,
spindly, but surprisingly strong arms reaching to the knees and
similarly long, very thin legs. Their hands have three, long, nonta-
pering, jointless fingers that end in claws instead of fingernails, and
they have no thumbs.
To be sure, there is such a race of beings—or, at least, a
race of which this is one variant. However, there are also five-foot-
tall “Greys,” seven-foot-tall “Greys,” “Greys” with mushroom-white,
brown or black skin, “Greys” whose large eyes have a thin nictitat-
ing membrane which can extend across the eye, “Greys” with mid-
night-blue eyes, “Greys” with small amounts of wispy, fine hair on
their heads, “Greys” with four fingers or “Greys” with three or four
fingers and another finger positioned where the human thumb
would be and “Greys” whose fingers end with suction-cup-like tips.
Some ETs have been reported to have a large process of folds along
the back of the head, a series of deep creases or crevices along the
top of the head sloping down towards the front, or a strongly pro-
nounced brow ridge above the eyes.
Are these twelve different races? Are they variants based on
evolving in different climatic zones on one planet? Does this repre-
sent racial variation within inhabited planets in one star system?
Or are these variations that occur within one cluster of star sys-
tems? Or does the “Grey” genotype tend to appear in many different
star systems, along with other races? The truth is, we do not know.
Or at least that information has not been released to the public.
Thus, we are still at the stage of gathering information on the vari-
ous different types of intelligent life forms visiting our planet.
Another source of variation even within what is apparently
one race is clothing. Many experiencers report that their “Grey” vis-
itors wore no clothes. Others have seen them wearing long robes
and hoods over their heads or close-fitting jumpsuits. Yet the
“Greys” are not the only ones who wear robes.
Another race of ETs stands 4 to 5 1/2 feet tall. The head is
The
larger than the human head but smaller than the “Grey” head.
smaller than
eyes are dark, oval, larger than human eyes and
three
“Grey” eyes. The frame and limbs are spindly. The hands have
are shaped rather like
long, cartilaginous, boneless fingers, which
‘human fingers, but do not taper toward the tip.
race.
A more distinctive kind of ET is the “praying mantis”
narrow face, with long, narrow , large
This type of being has a long,
d and outwar d in a narrow “V” that give
eyes, sharply slanted upwar
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“The ETs are telling us not to send our rockets and junk
out into space. If we do, the ETs will put a halt to it
pronto, because that would screw up the balance
elsewhere in the universe.”
This message deals with the ETs’ concern about our emer-
gence into the space age and about the increasing prolife
ration of
orbiting debris from rocket launches and decaying satellit
es. This
particular message brings out a theme that has been
repeated in
communications to other experiencers: The universe is actuall
y put
together out of a delicate web of interlocking forces. Relativ
ely small
disturbances can have far-reaching adverse effects and
are to be
avoided.
the ecosystem can have great and cumulative effects. Likewise, ac-
tion to help restore the balance will be met by the self-corrective
and rebalancing forces inherent in complex ecosystem organiza-
tion.
For example, pollution of the oceans can cause a diminu-
tion of the microscopic life that underpins the food chains of the
oceans, and it can affect the temperature of the seas. This in turn
can affect climate, which in turn can affect habitat by drowning
low-lying seacoast communities or by turning grazing lands into
desert.
The greenhouse-effect buildup of carbon dioxide in the at-
mosphere, and the ozone depletion in the upper circumpolar atmo-
spheres, create global warming, which can create a pattern of more
frequent, more intense hurricanes and other weather events.
The serious imbalances in the distribution of food, natural
resources and manufactured goods among the various peoples of
the Earth create cataclysmic economic and social pressures, which
in turn lead to severe political crises and actions. A person in the
Middle East or in Somalia who has watched his child grow sickly
and weak for lack of proper nutrition or medical care may become
desperate enough to back a violent political act. The same can be
said for an economically powerless person within one of the disad-
vantaged communities within America or other materially devel-
oped countries.
The ETs warn us that one or more sociopolitical powder
kegs may soon explode, just as the overstressed environment may
soon “explode” in dramatic ways (and has already begun to do so).
Will we hear these messages?
mission fits into the larger scheme of things, as the joint ET-human
coevolution proceeds at this time in history.
are visiting us. As one might expect in a large and varied universe,
all peoples are not alike. The range of ET cultures is at least as wide
as the range of human cultures on Earth.
This variation in cultures and behavioral styles also belies
those misinformed or disinforming writers who want to stereotype
all ETs as short “grays” or as lurking, menacing, kidnapper-rapists.
(Here we see the old human tendency to project our bigotry onto the
newest and most exotic immigrants to arrive on our shores—it is as
if we are saying, “Them foreigners all look alike to me.”)
The message here surely must be that we should deal with
each ET group and individual as unique and deserving to be under-
stood based on their behavior, and not on blind prejudice. Based
on the fact that ETs have been here for at least 45 years, and per-
haps for thousands of times longer, but have not tried to dominate
or conquer the Earth, we should accord each ET group the benefit
of the doubt and extend the same courtesy and hospitality we
would show to any visitor who has come a long way.
“The coming out will occur very soon. Those who are
mentally prepared will fare well in the changes coming
up soon—a real transformation.”
The timing and effect of the open manifestation of the ETs’
presence is the content of this message. It is not just the news event
of the millennium, but it will also create a huge change in the way
humans perceive and live their lives. Because the manifestation
will be gradual—it is already escalating in its obviousness to any-
one who pays attention to UFO and ET contact news—people have
time and forewarning to prepare themselves.
How can we best prepare ourselves for the open presence of
the ETs among us? Not by watching reruns of Alien Nation (which
is too patronizing and simplistic). Not by stockpiling weapons.
(Let’s try something original when we meet this newest group seek-
ing to enter our midst; besides, weapons are futile and terribly
rude.)
Instead, let us draw upon the best inspiration and leader-
ship that our wisest philosophers, our most revered religious lead-
ers and the global political leadership of the United Nations can
provide us. Guided thus, we can construct an appropriate response
to the ET presence. We can assure that we will not squander this
opportunity to gain from a truly fresh perspective on our most vex-
ing problems, from people whose civilizations are far older than
ours, and who have probably already solved crises that challenge
us.
The messages listed here give us a look at a representative
cross-section of what the ETs are conveying to the people of Earth.
Ask yourself: how do I feel after hearing these messages? Does what
they have to say tell me anything about the people who brought
them? Do I find it easy to agree with the point of view of these mes-
The Meaning and the Message of ET Contact 169
sages, or are they foreign and opposed to the way I see life and the
world?
Indeed, the point of many close encounters has been to im-
part these messages and to charge experiencers with the mission
of sharing them with the other people on Earth, each in their own
way.
Notice the gentle approach of the ETs. Instead of getting on
a cosmic bullhorn and telling the peoples of Earth, “Now hear
this...,” the ETs send their suggestions through the minds, hearts
and mouths of our fellow humans, so that we may gradually, and
with less shock, come to hear what they have to say.
Thus, our sharing of these messages with you is part of this
“mission accomplished.” Of course, the choice is yours, to listen or
to refuse to heed. And, as with all decisions, the consequences nat-
urally follow. All we can do is present what we have been shown,
what we believe to be true.
We are not robots or stooges. We carry these messages be-
cause we choose to do so, and because we believe in them.
A characteristic of any substantive message is that its
truthfulness can be discerned by its degree of inner resonance with
what we already know to be true. Do these messages resonate with-
in you as true? As noble? As worthy of respectful consideration? Or
do they sound harsh, deceitful, self-serving or imperious?
We feel that it’s best that you judge for yourself. Our evalu-
ation is obvious from what we have written here.
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boggling and unsettling. But they soon learn that they can get by
with a little help from their friends. The helpful friends often turn
out to be not only fellow members of the CE-IV group, but also their
ET-contact friends.
I recommend that professional psychotherapists consider
including the following elements when treating experiencers who
are not dealing with an unresolved earlier human-caused trauma,
and for whom brief treatment is therefore appropriate:
1) Prompt intervention is important—as close to the time of
the close encounter incident(s) as possible—using
the crisis intervention and brief therapy models
where appropriate. Or, in some cases, even a single
debriefing/education session may be appropriate
and effective with untroubled experiencers merely
seeking validation of their sanity and/or the reality
of their close encounters.
2) As always, a rapid review of the psychological and social
history of the experiencer is in order. Particular at-
tention should be given to remembered and possibly
repressed CE-IV episodes and anomalous events
that may represent close encounters repressed from
memory. Simultaneously, this history taking per-
mits a rapid assessment of the character strengths
and deficits and psychosocial resiliency of the client.
3) The next step is listening with appropriate acceptance
and empathy and without unwarranted skepticism,
initially erring, if necessary, on the side of accep-
tance of ET encounter narratives. Inconsistencies,
versions of events that contradict the well docu-
mented patterns of ET contacts, overly self-ab-
sorbed or grandiose tales that have too many
indications of human origin, etc., will soon enough
ferret out the untruthful and self-deluding. We are
still learning about the varieties of CE-IV experi-
ences, so initial acceptance seems an appropriate
therapeutic stance to work from.
4) It may well be appropriate that the therapist consider the
use of hypnosis, after a therapeutic alliance has
been established, as indicated, (using formal trance
with age regression, or ideomotor-signaling dia-
logue) to recover repressed CE-IV memories, and/or
to determine the reality of vague, ambiguous inci-
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This has been a shared journey into the strange, the bi-
zarre, the cosmic and the exhilarating. No one who faces these
facts will ever be the same again. In the style of our ET visitors,
my fellow experiencers and I invite you to consider the implica-
tions of what has been presented here. You can be reasonably
sure that it is fact. But so much of what the ETs have come to
communicate is about the as-yet-unformed and possible future.
It is a future that they refuse to impose upon us but for whose
goodness or badness they urgently tell us we are responsible.
We urge everyone to stop to consider just how the sure
knowledge that ET beings are visiting us and communicating
with us on a vast scale will affect your personal lives, your chil-
dren’s futures, government, society, religion and the earth itself.
How are we all affected by the knowledge we now have
that many other races of intelligent beings inhabit multitudes of
planets in other star systems, that they operate in a concerted
effort in communication with each other, and that they are mo-
tivated by the gift of life and intelligence to go forth and spread
and nurture the development of that intelligence and conscious-
ness in other ecological zones on other planets, including our
own?
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CALIFORNIA
Northern California
Richard J. Boylan, Ph.D.; 2826 O Street, Suite 2; Sacra-
mento, CA 95816; (916) 455-0120.
Ron Mann, Ph.D.; 718 Alhambra Avenue; Sacramento,
CA 95816; (916) 441-1925.
Suzanne Metzger, CHT; 15976 Fern Way; Guerneville,
CA 95446; (707) 869-0033.
Douglas Pryor, Ph.D.; 650 Howe Avenue, Suite 560; Sac-
ramento, CA 95825; (916) 649-2858.
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Southern California
William Cone, Ph.D.; 17100 Norwalk Boulevard, Suite 116;
Cerritos, CA 90701; (310) 804-4428.
Maralyn Teare, M.S., MFCC; 323 E. Matilija, Suite 112-170;
Ojai, CA 93023; (805) 646-2537.
MASSACHUSSETTS
John Mack, M.D.; Cambridge Hospital; 1493 Cambridge
Street; Cambridge, MA 02139; (617) 498-1540.
MISSOURI
John Carpenter, LCSW; c/o Saint John’s Hospital, Medical
Social Work Dept.; Springfield, MO 65807; (417)
885-2000.
NEW YORK
Rima Laibow, M.D.; P.O. Box 728; Ardsley, NY 10502; (914)
693-8827.
Aphrodite Clamar, Ph.D.; 30 E. 60th Street; New York, NY
10022; (212) 758-6969.
NORTH DAKOTA
John R. Salter, Jr.; 307 N. 49th Street; Grand Forks, ND
58203; (701) 775-4146.
OREGON
Alvin L. Ackerman, Ph.D.; 3319 NE Schuyler; Portland, OR
97212; (503) 284-5858.
Paul Brown, Ph.D.; 2134 NW Aspen Avenue; Portland, OR
97210; (503) 227-2136.
VERMONT
David Ritchey, Ph.D.; 200 Jacksonville Stage; Brattleboro,
VT 05301; (802) 254-2150.
WYOMING
June Parnell, Ph.D.; 2219 Raingow Avenue; Laramie, WY
82070; (307) 742-3394.
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Canada
David Gotlib, M.D.; 2 St. Clair Avenue West, Suite 607; Tor-
onto, Ontario, Canada M4V 1L5; (416) 963-8700.
Howard M. Schachter, Ph.D.; 7 Palisades Street; Nepean
(Ottawa), Ontario, Canada K2G 5M4; (613) 226-
8103.
Norway
Rauni-Leena Luukanen-Kilde, M.D.; Bogstadveiem 72-A-
22; Oslo, Norway 0366; (011-47) 22-605-411.
Support Groups
Many support groups exist for the purpose of helping expe-
riencers deal with the issues of close extraterrestrial en-
counters. Since the groups form, change and disband
frequently, no attempt will be made here to list them. In-
stead it is recommended that interested persons subscribe
to Contact Forum, an interactive bimonthly newsletter for
experiencers and the professionals that work with them.
Annual subscriptions to the newsletter are $16.50 in the
U.S. and $21.00 in Canada, in U.S. currency.
Write to:
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(800) 538-0264.
Appendix B
Correspondence
With AMA’s
Diagnostic Manual
Committee About
Close Encounter
Syndrome
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Appendix C
Recommended
Readings
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SECRET VOWS
Our Lives with Extraterrestrials
Denise Rieb Twiggs and Bert Twiggs
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VISITORS FROM
The Secret of the UFOs
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Visitors From Time
Marc Davenport The Secret of the LUPOs
“...may well become the manifesto for those who have had positive CE-IV
experiences. ”
David Gotlib, M.D.
Bulletin of Anomalous Experience
..the gripping case of Dr. Rich should make the reader thirst for more, and
he will not be disappointed.” |
Dr. Berthold Schwarz