Abduction From The Hotel

 

It was November of 2014. I was on a trip to Laughlin Nevada and had spent an entire week focused on everybody's extraterrestrial information and presentations for a symposium I was working at.  The time went off without a hitch and was a wonderful uplifting and educational experience. Very informative!

 

My crew had a day left for some sightseeing before we headed back to Florida so we spent the day in Las Vegas checking out all the sights.

We had a wonderful time exploring the terrain of Nevada! We visited many famous Hotels and Resorts. It was non stop sightseeing! After all, we were in Vegas!

We were exhausted by 8:00 pm that evening and everyone headed off to bed. I fell asleep immediately and can not remember a thing that happened that evening. When I woke up I had a very sharp stabbing pain behind my right eye. This happened a few months earlier while I had an experience at home which led to the knowledge that I had another extraterrestrial experience which was very odd. It affected my eye sight in my right eye. It was confirmed by a doctor that I had had a serious trauma to my right eye. We thought perhaps an implant of some sort. The doctor said there was scar tissue from some incident. Fact was however, I have never had an incident to cause a scar as the doctor described.  I also discovered on this day that I had a bump in my upper right abdomen that was not there when I went to bed! It felt so odd. Not painful but It had my attention. I had no idea how this could have happened while I slept at the hotel.

My traveling companion also had a very odd experience which could not be explained. He went to bed with a tight fitting grey t-shirt on and woke up with it off and on the floor right next to the bed. If he had woken up he would have thrown it off on a chair. But It was placed right next to the bed on the floor somewhat neatly. He also had shared how he had a vivid dream as he fought an alien presence from taking me from my room that night while I was sleeping.  Something like two short blue humanoids, but not blue in the face.  He said he was unsuccessful in fighting them off. They did end up taking me. When he woke up he had a long scratch on his arm and hand. It was still red from

the experience when he showed it to me. There were three dots in a scratch and then a long scratch on the back of his right hand under the three dots. We took a picture to document it. It was clear he had a struggle with something that night.

 

I have had many, many incidences with unexplainable happenings to my physical body for years now that always seems to happen as I sleep. This is the first time it has happened to someone in the same hotel as myself and on the same night.

We both believed what we experienced was from the same event throughout the night in that room.

 

We are not alone! We have frequent interactions with the extraterrestrials. Stay alert and pay attention.

It's not just happening to me! 

Voice From The Grave

A few years ago I lost the best neighbor I ever had.

When I first moved into my new home my husband and I would marvel seeing this older woman fixing things on her roof next door through our kitchen window. We would be starring at her in amazement. She was 70 years old and fearless. She always wore these funny black boots, that had to be 20 years old. Her legs were so thin and the boots were loose around her legs. My husband said one day as we were watching her climb a ladder, "looks like boots on a chicken" and we both laughed and laughed. I laughed watching her thinking how brave and determined she was.

I ran out side one afternoon and yelled at her "Dotty, get off that roof before you fall and break your neck" and she yelled back, "No way, I've got to seal a leak up here". I said, "Hire a darn roofer"! She responded, "why, I can do what any roofer will do for free"!

  It was just who she was, if something had to be done, she was going to do it herself. I just fell in love with this sweet, funny old lady.

One afternoon while talking over the back yard fence with her  which we did frequently, she confided in me that she was glad to be able to do all she did around the house and yard because when she was younger she had a frightening brush with cancer, but she was in remission from it for many years now. 

Through the years she would amaze me as she wore her little boots in her garden and would drag her water hose around the yard watering her Azalea bushes. They were the most beautiful full vibrant Azaleas. She just always made me smile when I would see her. She had a great attitude and was so kind and thoughtful towards me.

Her yearly ritual of going up on the roof in her little black boots never stopped as the years wore on, and in her late 80's she never thought twice about heading up that ladder.  She really appreciated every day and all that it brought her way! 

 

It was in her late 80's that she shared with me that her cancer was back and she was feeling pretty bad. I missed seeing her out my kitchen window dragging her watering hose around and seeing her on the roof. I missed hearing her shout at me over the back yard fence.

Hospice came to her home one day and set up a bed in her living room and nurses were there everyday to attend to her.

I walked over to visit her and as I opened her front door, there near the closet were her boots.

I glanced over to the bed she was lying on and felt so sad as I knew her days were numbered, I could feel it. I walked over to hold her hand and chat a bit. She heard my voice and smiled. She said she was sorry she couldn't get her Azaleas watered. She only spoke a little. It was all so sad.

Two day's later she passed away.

 

A month had passed maybe two. I was in my bedroom, it was around 9:00 a.m. I was making the bed and I heard her familiar voice call to me from the living room. I missed her voice, I knew immediately it was her. I stopped what I was doing and listened again, YES, it was her, she had called my name twice now. I ran down the hall towards the living room, and I yelled "Dotty, Dotty where are you"?

 

It was just me in the room and the silence. But I knew she had come. She wanted to say goodbye. I just stood in the room and waited to hear her voice again. But I didn't. I wondered how it was possible to cross into this life again? How could this sweet woman call my name and then just be gone? I wondered if I had done something to end the connection, but what?

All I know is I was grateful to hear her happy voice one more time. So strong and full of life!

This life is so strange. Nothing is as it seems.

Albert Einstein once said:

"Energy is never lost, only transferred to another form of energy"

I know that is true and I am so grateful I got to experience it first hand.