TELLING OTHERS

One of my clued-in friends once asked me how my terrestrial family reacted when I told them I was not human. Well, as you might expect, it was a mixed bag. Growing up we were a very close family. My parents were both scientists and with a great love for biology and the natural world and they instilled that appreciation within myself and my siblings. We spent nearly every weekend on field trips, outdoors in any kind of weather, hiking the dunes or walking through a rain forest, my parents registering in their journals, the weather conditions, the terrain, altitude, temperature, and each plant and animal seen along the way. For a child, this was an enchanting realm filled with the magical kingdom of fairies and elves.

The first time I told my mom that I remembered coming from a different world, she seemed to take it all in stride, but I was actually only 3 at the time. My dad reacted in his usual joking manner and simply said, “Well it’s mighty nice of you to join us all here - hope you decide to stick around for awhile!” My sisters were too young for a real opinion at that time and my brother wasn’t even born yet.

The second time I mentioned my ET roots, I was about 13 or 14. My younger sister and I shared a bedroom upstairs and one night I was awakened and “told” to look out the window. Hovering in the air just above our big fir trees were three small craft - UFOs or as many called them back then, flying saucers. I was so excited and happy to see them that I rushed over to my sister’s bed to wake her up so she could see them too, but no matter what I tried she wouldn’t wake up, I shook her body, I yelled in her ear, I jumped on the bed, nothing. I didn’t realize it at the time, but my visitors had put her into a sleeping trance state and that visit was only for me. In the morning I told her about the ships and she told me I was dreaming - I couldn’t change her mind. So I explained that they often visited me to check my health and see how I was doing. I told her I was from the stars and that these beings were helping out many of the star families who had children on planet earth. She listened for a few minutes then laughed out loud telling me I had a great imagination. I’m sure she would say the same thing today!

Over the years, I continued to tell my story, but just to family. A couple of times I had attempted to share my story with friends and they looked at me like I was crazy and made fun of me - really hurt my feelings and I decided this was not information most even wanted to hear. My family humored me and started calling me an alien, but I could tell they were only joking and didn’t really believe me. At least I don’t think they did. The only family member that actually recognized who I am was my grandmother. In fact, she told me that when I was born she recognized me. She told my mother that I was an angelic being and came from, what she called, a heavenly world. As I mentioned in another video, she was the one who named me, giving me a name that means gift of God - or Divine gift. She later explained that naming a baby is very important, because the sound made while speaking the name creates, what she called “music”, or a resonance that helps the child to wake up to their true self - as she put it “To know who you really are”.

So even though most of my immediate family didn’t really buy my story, they did seem to admire my psychic abilities, precognition and that sort of thing, talking to dead relatives, or were at least curious about them - even asked me to do readings for them. My dad continued to make jokes and my mother continued to listen and be supportive, usually saying something like, “That’s nice Dear”. Actually it was my brother who seemed to believe the most, or at least pretend to - he would even ask me questions about what he teasingly called “my alienness”. When he was young he had a real interest, but when he got older he stopped asking. My older sister did ask me a couple of times where I was from and how I knew that and so on.

When I met the man I was going to marry, because of the previous humiliations and judgmental remarks, I decided that on our first date I would be completely honest with him, from the beginning. I didn’t want to fall head over heels and then be disappointed ...again. So at about midpoint over our dinner I blurted out, “I’m not from this world”. Well, he didn’t miss a beat. He was immediately sincerely interested and didn’t seem to think it was all that strange and asked me all sorts of questions. It was amazing and fell madly in love right then and there and have never fallen back out!

A few years after we married, I joined a women’s group - wonderful women all about my age and all with a deep interest in spiritual subjects like channeling, psychics, UFOs, ghosts, and best of all extraterrestrials! It was such fun meeting every week to talk about these fascinating topics over tea or lunch. Over the years of these gatherings, people would kinda come and go, some dying, some moving, some changing interest, until there was a little core group. I loved these women so much - still do. These gatherings became what felt like a safe space to discuss anything, so one day my story just sort of came out. Each week I, and others, would read something we had written, a short story, a poem, or maybe a dream she had. One of the women was a really great writer and read several chapters of her book to us - it was great. Well, one morning I was reading an experience I had had, but writing it as if it happened to someone else. One of the women guessed that the story was about myself and interrupted saying, “This is true isn’t it? Is this you?” I didn’t know what to do - so I hesitated for a moment - took a breath and confessed, “Yes it is,” The whole story came out, who I am, where I’m from, what I remember. I told them about my Galactic Guides and how they’ve been with me since I came to Earth and so on. They all listened intently and it felt like a huge weight had been lifted from my shoulders.

Unfortunately, what I did not expect was an interrogation the next week, from one of the members.”How can this be true if you haven’t ever told anyone - why don’t you go on TV and admit to the world who you are - I’ve known you all this time and you’ve never said anything - if you’re really an alien being why do have a normal life, like everyone else? Why didn’t you admit it when we first met?” And more, much more. It was a totally unexpected attack and I was devastated. I was so hurt and embarrassed. I did my best to explain that there are thousands of others just like me and most are living a life just like me, marrying, having kids, working at a job, doing normal life things! I explained that I hadn’t outed myself to the world because I was following celestial guidance and that it was not the right time to reveal myself, but that time would come, when the world was ready, and at that point some of us would speak out and others would choose not to. Well, I cried for days over that, wrapped in my husband’s arms and he explained that some people just can’t go there - it’s just too weird for some. Nevertheless, it’s just not much fun being someone that you’re not allowed to be, to express, always feeling like a fraud, like you’re pretending to be one of them for your own survival.

It’s a scary thing to be so different that you’re always in a slight state of anxiety being around others. You never know who’s going to recognize your weirdness or see you for what you are, but not accept you. If they are preceptive but unenlightened, they may see you as some kind of threat, like you’re dangerous somehow, I guess. Believe me, those are not conditions in which you would be inclined to reveal yourself.

These days it’s very different. Things have changed so much. For more than the first half of my life, I didn’t personally know anyone like me and now thanks to the internet, YouTube and Zoom webinars, I have met hundreds of other ET souls of all ages, male and female and my story, my nearly identical life has been told by so many others who have talked about these same obstacles and bigotry and the greatest thing of all is, even though the majority of the world is not receptive, it’s no longer a hostile or maybe I should say, unsympathetic world, because now with so many starseeds here, most every family now has at least one member who is awakening and admitting who they are. We’re everywhere, in every country and on every continent around the globe. Some hate it here, some love it. Some want out, and there are some who are determined to stay and finish their mission.

The last thing I would mention here is that although I’ve lived my secret most of my life, I’ve been a really happy person. Life has been good to me and I’m very hopeful that I have also been good to life, during this long earthly adventure while wearing this rather well-worn human suit!

We Firstwavers have, over all these years seen many changes, but never changes like this world has seen over the past two or three years, wow! And I can assure you those changes will not stop soon, yet I know and trust deeply that what is happening in this world and above is all for the betterment of humanity - it may not look that way at the moment, but as you know here on planet earth change takes time. I for one, am excited to watch it all unfold day after day, until that moment we’ve all been waiting for and the pendulum begins swinging the other way and mankind emerges from out of the darkness of control and steps into the brightness of a new day, a new era, a new life!