Re: Poll: Are all abductions "asked for"?
Willpower doesn't work; faith doesn't work; love doesn't work. You have to follow the clues and connect the dots to grow your awareness into a shield.
Now, as briefly as possible, let me explain what happened last Sat. night/Sun. morning.
Three of us NR members stayed up until 2 am rapping about metaphysics. As is usual, at bedtime I melted a melatonin tab under my tongue. Instead, again as usual, of falling fast asleep I fell into a twilight sleep. For me, twilight sleep is where my eyes and body are asleep, but my mind is working as if I'm as wide awake as I am right now. I began to see images of people and structures I have no knowledge of come into view behind my closed eyes (not 3rd eye, it was as if seeing with my eyes open, but in the dark). As sudden as is a blink I found myself in my body (astralled) and passing through a door. On the other side of the door was a staircase. I took two steps up, and then stopped dead in my tracks. I lucidly realized that this was the beginning of an etheric abduction. I turned back around and walked out the door.
I then returned to my body in bed and the twilight sleep state. Upon returning I heard this "click, click, clickety-clicking" sound in the room. As twilight sleep is not an easy thing for me to roust myself out of I had to...well, basically command myself and work hard to wake up and see about the sound...at the time I was remembering reading about an NR member posting about clicking noises and, if I remember correctly, the sound being related to energetic portal openings (somebody correct me if I'm wrong).
I finally sat myself up in bed and took note that the sound was coming from the AC vent. Interestingly, as soon as I was aware of where the sound was coming from, and looked at it, it stopped. I then laid back down and returned to the twilight sleep, and remained that way for the rest of the morning/sleep time. If the sound hadn't of stopped right at my noticing it I would be more likely to think that it was just something to do with the mechanical workings of the AC (even if I've never before heard this sound from any AC...and I know my AC for living in FL), and not about some portal opening mechanics. I do always, always strive to be objective.
Because this "going up stairs" and etheric abduction is old news to me (this happened a number of times in the mid-late 90's), I DID awarely "follow the clues and connect the dots." As I was passing back out through the door I was smiling/beaming, lucidly patting myself on the back for turning around. I was very pleased with myself.
After showering Sun. morning, and while drying myself, I did find bruises on my left forearm that weren't there the night before. Two were like thumbprints and spread apart by inches, and there was a very small, perfectly round bruise in between the two others and directly over a vein, but there wasn't a puncture wound as if a shot had been administered. As the color of the small round bruise wasn't cornflower blue (as described on the Implants thread) I was feeling iffy about whether or not it was an EM burst (personal protection) as the Cs had described. It otherwise had the same appearance.
Did I get gotten, regardless of my not climbing the stairs and turning around? I dunno. (the question is a rhetorical one) The bruises are suspicious, but I really don't think I ever fell into a sleep the rest of the morning. I think I stayed aware. Regardless of the sticky-wicket that is Hope, I do hope I was successful, and that not all EM bursts have to be cornflower blue in color.
And gosh, just so you guys know: even though I had a HUGE emotional outburst later in the day on Sun., as I sit here now, recounting the ins and outs of the incident, I have no emotional attachment. I'm over it. I don't think like some others do, that "I'm abducted so I must be special." In fact, I have dealt with an immense amount of shame for ever having been abducted in the first place, especially as an adult. The feeling of shame was why I had such an emotional outburst on Sunday. The outburst was triggered by my friend relating to me that an aura reader had pulled her aside and said something complimentary about my level of intuitive ability. I didn't feel that I deserved the compliment, given what had transpired the night before, and especially given the bruises.
We are a wee bunch on this earth, seems such a small general population could not only come up with ideas help to support each and every one of us, but figure out new ways to help in this scenario.
I want to take this moment to whole heartedly thank whoever it was that posted about the clicking sounds. The post had served to raise my awareness...and I am so very grateful. I sincerely hope you are feeling the depth of my gratitude. In turn, if my posting of this is of aid to any other person, then it's worth my concern about what others may think of me for laying it out here.
I also want to thank the NR member who held me up while I sobbed last Sunday. I probably would've "fallen" if you hadn't been there to catch me.
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Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we might as well dance.
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If you spin around on your chair really fast, things around here will make a lot more sense.