We are a part of the new changing reality, fortunate to be born at this particular time to participate in a positive mind change, a major event within the history of human civilizations. This story guides us to better understanding of our personal quests to enter the clarity, the optimism and the energy of our new reality.
It took me several months to get over the vision I had at the lake. I found it disturbing that I had to completely re-experience the event, which left no doubt in my mind about the theory of reincarnation. I had encountered so much about this theory through conversations and books that I believed it was a fact. This knowledge conflicted with the familiar religious conventions. However, although raised as a Catholic, I was not a practicing one and considered myself nondenominational. Also, my thinking was directed at an internal struggle whether the facts of past lives should or should not be "disclosed" when they are traumatic. I attempted to initiate discussions about the subject with my friends, but always fell short of telling anyone of my experience for fear of being laughed at. I became more of a loner, spending my time at the studio, painting. The artistic production kept increasing and improving, eliciting favorable remarks from other students and professors, but my social life was dull, not much to talk about.
The painting I was currently working
on was a large one, eight feet tall and ten feet wide. The theme included human
figures that were surrounded by natural environment; it was consistent with
my previous work. Yet several things had changed: I included numerous fantastic
plants that were inspired by the vegetation that grew under the ocean, and the
surrounding terrain was a combination of tropical fauna and corals. Very colorful,
the canvas also featured several snakes and lizards, and one bald eagle. Among
the lush vegetation of the background I included three thin humanoid figures
with pale grayish skin and large glistening black eyes; they were hard to detect,
hidden among the plants. The foreground was dominated by three nude males, muscular
and idealized. A female figure was located in the center and further into the
illusionary space. She was dressed in a white garment, reminiscent of those
that one can observe in Egyptian tombs, worn by the goddesses-queens.
As usual, I would take occasional breaks from painting by curling up in my favorite old chair, placed about four feet from the easel; it served the purpose of being my observation point for self-critiques. As I slowly scanned the painting, looking for areas to improve upon, I remembered that sometimes I could get a mental insight into creativity by concentrating on one object. I started to gaze intently at the work, with a critical eye of an expert, analyzing the proportions of the nude male figures. I wanted them to represent an ideal of masculine beauty of my own time, like the artists of Ancient Greece or Rome did before me. They were proud to represent the male body in its ideal form. After deciding that the proportions of the nudes did not need to be improved, I felt a sense of contentment. The work was well along the way. I started scanning the background, which included the several "alien" figures; they were rather hard to find among the fantastic plants, and were there to surprise the spectator.
As I looked into the painted alien
eyes of the creature located on the far left and near the edge of the canvas,
I slowly began to hear a voice. It seemed to be coming from outside, but then
connected directly to my brain. The voice was saying that the extra-terrestrials
did exist, and that they were from other solar systems. Frequently, they came
from the vicinity of the constellation we call Pleyades, and others came from
around the star we call Sirius. Some were from within our own galaxy, while
others from several galaxies far away. The nature of those civilizations varied,
but one thing was certain: they were from much older cultural constructs and
were much more advanced than human beings. They did not need this planet other
than for several types of research which some of them were conducting. A part
of the research was done on humans and animals, but in such a way as not to
cause distress or damage to the subjects. Others were here trying to help the
humans to evolve into the next level of development. This period in time was
very important for the human beings; it was a transition time that would lead
into another, new consensus of reality. This new reality would considerably
improve the relationship among the entire human race, and would bring into the
foreground the importance of spirituality. "Why am I getting this information?"
I responded, thinking those words rather than saying them, even though no one
besides me was in the studio.
I could clearly perceive
the response: "Because you have been communicating with us
in your previous life times, and are ready to accept this information
consciously during this one. There are a number of human beings
that are currently receiving our messages and have been involved
with us for several incarnations. Some are people that are working
with us for the first time. "I felt a strong urge to meet
the entities in person, and even better, visit one of their crafts.
I was always interested in the UFO phenomena, and through the
years read a number of books and articles about the issue. My
interest in the extra-terrestrials was suddenly enhanced by this
telepathic encounter.
"I would like to meet with you soon," I thought, and
tried to intuitively direct the message to the alien beings that
were communicating with me.
