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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 1:20 pm
At age 50 I appear to be reaching an awakening. Many things are coming together and I feel the need to seek some answers. I have unexplained scars. I've always had "flying" dreams and sleep paralysis where I want to scream but can't. This is the third period of my life where this has become frequent. It occurred often when I was a child between the ages of 8 and 12, then in my early 20's and it is again occurring. I have vivid memories of removing a "free-floating" object from my arm in my 20's, I actually cut it out. I have the scar on my arm from where this occurred as well as other unexplained round scars on my arms and a very large vertical scar on my leg that neither of my parents could ever explain, it looks like a surgical scar but I've never had surgery on my legs.
I have zero recollection of ever being abducted or encountering aliens. I do have vivid recollection of "knowing" people were in my bedroom during periods of sleep paralysis but had no memory of actually seeing people. The only time that I can recall seeing what might be considered a UFO was while in a car with my mother when I was 8 years old, we both saw an object come low down over the lake as we were about to leave a parking lot at night, we were alone, no other cars close by and my mother gunned it out of there. We both recounted the story through the years.
I don't even know why I am reaching out now. I don't know what any of this means but I am left with a burning need suddenly to try to put these pieces together. I'm a well adjusted, happily married Mom to two great kids.
Thanks for the support.
I have zero recollection of ever being abducted or encountering aliens. I do have vivid recollection of "knowing" people were in my bedroom during periods of sleep paralysis but had no memory of actually seeing people. The only time that I can recall seeing what might be considered a UFO was while in a car with my mother when I was 8 years old, we both saw an object come low down over the lake as we were about to leave a parking lot at night, we were alone, no other cars close by and my mother gunned it out of there. We both recounted the story through the years.
I don't even know why I am reaching out now. I don't know what any of this means but I am left with a burning need suddenly to try to put these pieces together. I'm a well adjusted, happily married Mom to two great kids.
Thanks for the support.