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Some of you have heard this opening story before, but it relates to what follows, so bear with me.

The first time I met the Zetas (benign aliens), I was dying. I was 7 years old and lying face down on the bottom of the Atlantic ocean at Daytona Beach where a powerful wave had pushed my little body. Saltwater and sand roared in my ears and up my nose and down my throat. It was quite noisy and my lungs were filling up fast.

Suddenly, a stern voice filled my head. Stand up! You're drowning! It was compelling and I seemed to automatically comply. I remember feeling no fear, just a sense of interest and wonder. Drowning is a relatively painless death. I coughed and sputtered, but got over it. Life intervened and it was eventually forgotten.

Decades later I discovered where the voice came from. I was reading Zetatalk when that same voice asked if I wanted The Lift. I recognized it as the same voice and knew beyond a doubt that it had been the Zetas who had saved my life.

Days ago, on Thanksgiving, I was drowning again, this time my lungs were filled with fluid from pneumonia. I couldn't breathe. If lungs were a freeway system, mine were Los Angeles during rush hour traffic in a torrential downpour. Impossibly congested. Snap, crackle, pop. I couldn't sleep from the noise and the compulsion to cough without ceasing. Death appeared knock-knock-knocking on Heaven's door (think Bob Dylan here).

I'm permanently disabled with Chronic Fatigue Immune Dysfunction Syndrome (CFIDS) and when my immune system "dysfuncts" I can get rip roaringly ill. Usually, not this bad though, but I am getting older.

A day earlier, my doctor wanted me to go to the E.R. immediately, via ambulance, directly from his office. I have no health insurance and suggested a more cost-effective route by trying meds first. He reluctantly, and with a stern, disapproving scowl, waved the scripts he had just written under my nose and exhorted me in no uncertain terms: "Listen, young lady, I'm a hardened, 75-year-old physician who doesn't scare easily but you are scaring the bejeebers out of me, as usual." (Hey, living with CFIDS for 24 years, I'm a bit hardened to the prospects of death, okay?)

So, my marching orders were that if, in the next 24 hours, I became worse or did not improve I was to go to the E.R. immediately by ambulance. I was percolating like a Maxwell House coffee pot. I thanked him for his concern, but I wasn't scared...but his reaction started my concern barometer to rise. Just a little.

Anyway, at 24 hours, there was a change and it seemed for the better, but at 30 hours, I couldn't breathe. Not hesitating to throw in the towel though, since it was my life at stake after all, I immediately headed out for the E.R. 25 miles away.  (Well, I did take time to grab a handful of cookies, I mean, after all, if I have to go, I'm going with my boots on and fully armed!)

I took the short cut to the hospital, what is locally known as the pig path, and took further short cuts by taking 25 mph curves at 45 all the way, nearly running off the road only once.

As I flew around those dark curves on Thanksgiving evening, g-forces making my stomach try to exit my body horizontally, I saw Daytona Beach flash before my eyes and the connection was instantly made. I wondered, in a detached kind of way, if tonight was going to be the night.

They saved me then. Would they save me now? Or was it just time to move on to my next assignment? Interesting questions, I thought, speculating how it might turn out. Just like Daytona Beach, I felt no fear, just a mild interest in how it would all evolve.

Because of what I experienced, it opened my eyes to the fact that the survival of this ning is in the hands of one very fallible person. Since I'm committed to the survival of this ning and because of these recent events, I've decided that I need to make an "advanced directive" of sorts to ensure continuity in case something happens to me (and this could easily be earthchanges knocking out my local internet rather than my early demise). This ning needs to continue beyond me for the sake of humanity looking for answers in their final desperate moments while the internet is still up.

Over time, I believe a good level of trust has developed among Shadow, DesertRose, KarenLee, and me. I find them to be honorable and sensitive people, who care deeply about their fellow man and who have the sensibilities and abilities that will serve this ning well. KarenLee, unfortunately, has too many commitments at present to take on any additional responsibilities. Shadow is considering it, depending on some things. At present, DesertRose has graciously accepted my offer to become co-owner of this ning. She will continue to act in her capacity as moderator (as will Shadow) unless something happens to me, at which time, DesertRose (and Shadow, if he chooses to) will become co-owners of this ning and keep it running for as long as they can.

As for me, I will continue here in the same capacity as always, still the sole owner of this ning until the condition subsequent as described happens. If and when that occurs, I ask that you respect them as you would me and show them the same courtesy and cooperation.

My hope is that we can take this ning to higher levels and be a beacon, a light in dark places where few other lights will shine, to paraphrase Lady Galadriel in LOTR.

So, did the Zetas heal me? Yes, I believe they did. Because of the lack of insurance, I was sent home from the E.R. after getting a steroid IV, antibiotics, and a breathing treatment; and with prescriptions for steroids and antibiotics that I couldn't afford to buy. (I'm on a disability pension and Medicare doesn't start for me, because of all the fine technicalities built into our Social Security system, for another year.) The treatments pumped me up, but without the follow-up treatments I was starting to sink again.

And so it was, early on Monday morning, I had a vision, an incredible vision. It was so beautiful, and simply beyond words to describe. I was on one of their ships, in a room I've been in before. But this time it was different. I was encompassed by a pale gold light, like early spring sunshine, and lights in different patterns and wavelengths* were surrounding me, going over me, through me. I felt the warmth and the healing energy. I started levitating and was floating in the middle of the room while what felt like pure love washed my body inside and out. It started to tickle and I started to giggle. I leaned back and let myself float. What an experience! I fell into a deep sleep and when I awoke, I started to get better from that point on.

*Different wavelengths mean different colors because each color has a different wavelength and frequency.

Just so you know, “my” Zetas are the healing Zetas. They are the smaller group but are good-hearted, service-to-others humanoid aliens here to, among other things, help other service-to-other beings survive the coming cataclysms, to teach the survivors how to help themselves in the aftertimes, as well as help with the coming transformation from third to fourth density. They want you to know that. And they want you to know that you can tell the difference between them and the others. Just trust your heart. You'll know.

In closing, because of the nature of this post and to whom this post is directed, i.e., to friends and family here at earthchanges.ning of good heart, not Nancy Lieder's spies here, any of her related entitities, GLP, Zetasquawk, nor the poleshift.ning.com Admin site for their amusement, pissing purposes, or fodder for another psychotic wave of defamation, permission is expressly NOT GRANTED to the aforementioned to repost or copy this blog or use it in any way, shape, or form, by electronic or any other means, in part or in its entirety, for better or for worse, until death do us part. Amen. To anyone else, permission is granted to repost as long as it is reposted in its entirety and you give a link to this page.  Copyright (c) 2010-2015 Cheryl Nelson.

UPDATE 6/17/2012...

As you know, Shadow has departed, so he is no longer part of this contingency plan. 

The following is a comment made to the "A Modest Rebuttal" blog made by a recently departed moderator at poleshift ning, Cindi C, also known as Kai, or Cindi or Cin. It is worthwhile to read, so I made it a blog. I applaud you Cindi for coming forward with your story. I think better of you now. May you too be at peace.

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Comment by Blinders Off 3 hours ago

She's [Nancy] a fraud. While I have no longer have access to tangible proof that she has lost it like you all do, at least not since I quit that ning, what I have are the tests that were presented to her that she latched on to like a snapping turtle. She said that the "zetas" said things that could not possibly be true - because what the "zetas" said were someone / something else, were actually done / said by me posing as someone else. I have so much to tell you all I really don't know where to begin.

My suspicion that she was other than she let on began with her going nuts on the admin ning against the mods. Prior to that, I was an absolute believer. Starting with that moment... the one where you read about the 'trials' dialog where you can picture a spitting, huffing, red faced Nancy Leider, I decided to "test the spirits" I think is the way the Bible puts it. And without letting ANYONE know what I was doing, which may have made me a few enemies in the process. So at the cost of truth and absolute honesty, what I have painfully discovered in an indirect way was the same as what the 4 mods discovered in an abrupt and direct way just with different methods behind it. I felt they were owed that.

Let me back up a bit first. I never asked to be a moderator. I joined that ning expecting to learn a lot about the Zetas and the Earth changes and it so happened that a member joined that I knew from a previous list (two, actually) who was only up to no good. He was into recruiting for his "cult" and is wanted in the disappearances of 3 people as well as himself - but it's an unnessary and long story at this stage. I warned Gerard about him and was doing some research in the USA to try and help locate the missing adults and child - and for that reason alone was deemed worthy to be a moderator. Silly. I knew very little about Planet X and was certainly no expert in any area of survival. Maybe some of you might remember my warning to the female members of the list? It was part him and part some people who joined saying their goal was to 'meet women'. I need to apologize to a few of the male members who tried to defend their species, but I was playing the Nancy game and couldn't give myself away. I'm NOT that vapid, critical person in reality. It took a lot out of me to play the charade and there were some very sad times when it was all I could do to stop myself from writing to a few of you to tell you what was going on. But I had no proof, just suspicions and couldn't risk Nancy finding out yet. It was particularly hard not to tell Cheryl, but I knew she and Gerard were still close, and if she had told him, the gig would be up.

I want to humbly apologize to all those that were summarily and rudely dispatched by the mods for no "good" reason. There were many a time it felt so wrong and unjust, but to continue my subversive search for the truth it was necessary to fit in and blend well. I ousted as few as possible to keep the game going. For what it's worth, I think the idea of a quorum decision about a suspension was a good one. That way, if someone has a doubt, it can be aired and the person in question gets a second chance if agreed upon. With a large group you HAVE to have some type of agreement process. I was also a paralegal, so I understand where Cheryl is coming from with much of what she says. Most of the suspensions were baseless and she was out to squash the debunkers before they caused trouble. Everyone with a mind of their own is considered a debunker.

Nancy is cut throat. If anyone even comes close to disputing her or the "zeta" message, she suspends or encourages other mods to do it and when a new mod suspends for the first time, she calls it "first blood". Where is the love in that? Where is the Service to Others? It's cruel and unfair to punish people for asking a genuine question or for having a doubt or concerns. I can understand the spammers being suspended without question, there was a good bit of that, and of marketers wanting to tout their products, too.

Gerard is her minion. He sides with anybody that has an opinion. I wonder if he actually has any thoughts of his own sometimes. I think he genuinely likes Cheryl (who Nancy insists is having a mental affair with Gerard and thinks (cheryl) they have several hybrid children together and a love nest in the zeta community). Gerard will do whatever Nancy encourages him to do and that way she can say "It's Gerards ning, he hires, fires, etc.) SHE runs the ning by planting manipulative ideas into her "subjects" and therefore keeps her hands clean and keeps denyability on her side. But in re-reading Cheryl's blog, you can see that Gerard also agrees with Cheryl all the time as well.

I'm a long time student of Coersion and so-called ninja mind games because I don't like people that are manipulative for personal gain (i.e. pushy salesmen, etc) so I usually beat them at their own game by KNOWING their game. She's a near master at it. But she's getting old and her mind is slipping and she's showing her hand far too often. But then I'm older, studied, and know what to look for. Not a young, impressionable person she can play mind games with. Since she says she doesn't take money for what she does, I can only assume the payoff for her is simply Power. She continuously said that Cheryl is jealous of Nancy's international fame and celebrity and that Cheryl wanted to run Gerards ning herself and was after the POWER. Seems like she was holding a mirror up to herself and calling it Cheryl or something.

So... I summarily quit both nings the other day with the excuse that it had become "the Cheryl show". Honestly, I just couldn't take it a moment longer. Here's what was going on. The order may not be quite right and I'm a little scattered with timing, but the facts are true. I have absolutely nothing to lose in telling this and seriously debated whether or not to do it. However, I think that the way Nancy treated Cheryl was voraciously uncalled for and the right thing to do is come out with this. Originally it was for my own personal edification and to grant me some clarity of mind so I had no intention of telling anybody what I found out. I'm not generally into drama, so I'm a bit out of my league here. This whole thing has gone beyond drama into meladrama and the truth on BOTH sides needs to be known.

Up to the end of Cheryl's post, she had most everything extremely accurate. I also saved all the emails - except there were quite a few I wasn't included in because they didn't trust me, but I believe they were also accurate. Although in the spirit of honesty here, she didn't mention desertrose and Karen's threats of blackmail if they weren't allowed back in. Nancy had a field day with that one, ohmygod. Had I been them, screw the threats and just DO it. This would have been over much sooner. I kept thinking to myself, "You go ahead, Nancy... I know that they have copies of those emails... keep on... you'll see...) I'm SO glad they finally saw the light of day.

Anyway, Nancy has become fixated on Cheryl to the exclusion of moderating anything for the most part. There are incessant "zeta" comments that are so blatently obviously Nancy's own deluded thoughts it is ridiculous. Even to the using SOZT prior to the comment. She has a few undercover accounts here that she uses to infiltrate with and her and Gerard BOTH copy and paste insane amounts of spy posts to the admin ning. To Gerards credit, he did post Cheryl's Blog and included not only the word document - but for our reading pleasure, also made it into a pdf file just in case we couldn't see the .doc file. I was truly impressed that he could be so passive aggressive.

I had made an account here using the name Peter Martinez. Didn't use it but a couple of times myself, but apparently Nancy did. One day about the time I was getting really sick of playing the charade and was ready to call it a day, I personally deleted the Peter account without telling anybody. Nancy soon reported back that Cheryl was on to us and suspended Peter. Can't remember if it was a "zeta"report or not, honestly, but I'm thinking it was.

As an aside, I changed my name several times. It was damn hard to be me and I just wanted to wash it off from time to time and be another me. So apologies too, if that was annoying to some of you.

However, at some point weeks ago, I also made a GLP account named Harry Heiny NOT because of Hairy Derrier, but because it was a mans name and I just couldn't think of anything else at the time. I posted a debunker type thing on there to see if it would find it's way back to her and what she would say about it. Lo and behold, the "zetas" decreed that Hairy Derrier (I may have misspelled it) and Harry Heiny were one in the same and that he was a -gasp- triple agent for GLP, Earth Changes and Pole Shift. UNbelieveable. She latched on to that for a while and I never said that it was me. Can't imagine what she would have said about that little piece of information had I fessed up. But then she would have made something up, I'm sure. It was then that I was starting to see daylight and knew my days there were numbered. I took a break from the ning when I started harvesting and canning my garden, but at the same time, it was a chance for some soul searching and decision making.

She swears that once Cheryl's ning reaches 100 people, that it will implode because of all the service to self people in there that do a lot of in-fighting and have such strong personalities that Cheryl won't be able to control it. All of the "troubIemakers" left Poleshift and went to Earth Changes. PS had been really peaceful for a while, too, and I have to say... a bit boring. I really think that all she's waiting for is the chance to say "I told you so".

Nancy, by way of the "zetas" is saying that Cheryl is having a nervous breakdown, pacing and acting strangely and that her husband is about to have her committed. I think maybe it's Nancy that's about to have that breakdown and she's trying to mirror that on to Cheryl. Cheryl, only you know the truth of that statement. But from the sound of your Defense blog, you seem perfectly sane to me.

They have 11 moderators now. Most of them are in "stealth" mode and several were recipients of all the private messages that were going around. Those messages made it to the moderator ning and were dissected as well. 12 before I quit. Except that it's really 10. Ken is gone. He moved away to his safe place and has no internet. There were a string of people brought in that I didn't know, but seem to be really nice, really decent people. At least one was from the old TT days, I think. I like them all. But I doubt they realize what they're dealing with. Maybe they have, because most of them went quiet when "the Cheryl Show" came on so loudly.

I know that this will get back to her, because someone will post it on the admin ning. I don't care at this point. I'm so disillusioned it's just beyond anything I ever expected to run into there. I'm NOT a debunker, and that makes it even worse. I saw her true self and it isn't pretty. All I was looking for were some answers to the earth changes and was genuinely thrilled to be able to talk personally with Nancy. �I was AS shocked at her tirade against the moderators as they themselves were. We were literally all dumbfounded. If we had been people in a group, we would have all been looking around at each other, blinking, with our mouths hanging open saying, "what just happened here?" It was truly disturbing...

And in the spirit of honesty, I have to say that I now have major MAJOR doubts about the zetas in general. I've been reading a lot about what others have to say about them and none of it is positive. Nancy is the ONLY source that I found that spins the zetas in a positive light. She may well be one of them that has shapeshifted for all I know. I think if they do exist, that they show their contactees a fake side of themselves. Their agenda is questionable. They want to ELIMINATE the human race and replace it with hybrids that have no soul and no real emotions. A race of potential psychopaths is all this planet needs. Humans don't need eliminating, they need education and experience. Who died and made them GOD that they can determine the fate of an entire species? As my momma used to say, "I brought you into this world, I can by God take you back OUT of this world" (usually she was mad at me for something). But my point is, they aren't our creators and they have NO right to do what they are doing.

And on top of all that I found in my researching the zetas, I found Nancy Leider to be a fraudulent, manipulative, angry and delusional old woman. The zetas would use HER as their emissary? Speaks volumes, doesn't it? And from what I've researched about HER, unbeknownst to me, she's pretty much always been this nasty person. I've read transcripts from the old TT days. Do the research for yourself and decide for yourself. These are just my own researched opinions and truly aren't good for anybody but me.

I've also researched the Sun. The thing that Nancy is most vehement about denying will have anything to do with the earth changes. The earth changes will happen, but how they will happen are still and always will be up for debate. All the so-called pictures I've seen of PX pretty much seem to be lense flare. I even took a few myself that were SO real looking, but were only lense flare. We want it to be there so badly we will fool ourselves into thinking a speck of dust is a planet. Prepare for it, but wait for the real thing. Don't believe Nancy Leider just because she "says" so... please. We mock the sheeple here, but we have become sheeple in our own right, and Nancy was the Shepherd. Leidering us all over a cliff?

The best thing Gerard can do for himself is to distance himself from Nancy and loosen her grip on him. I think a suspension might be in order as that would be the ultimate justice for the Red Queen.

But... I apologize for intruding into this list, as Gerard told us that Nancy and I, in particular, were not welcome here. That means my charade worked, and I understand how Cheryl and the others feel. I will go away on my own soon after posting this unless the mods suspend me before I can do it myself. If so, you dont' have to worry about me coming back as someone else. I do hope if no one else gets to read it that Karen, Rose, Shadow and Cheryl at least do.

Shadow, from the moment you asked me if I had "blown this joint" that's pretty much when I made the decision to get to the bottom of things. Just so you know. I almost did leave, and it was hard - HARD - for me to tell them I was wrong to jump ship and wanted to stay. By then though, the die was cast and it was "find out the truth come hell or high water".

So I did. Make of it what you will, and please forgive me for appearing to be a critical and vengeful bitch. Someone that Nancy could feel a kinship with. Ouch. I need a green and blue shower now to wash away the ick.

Cheryl, be at peace. Just my opinion but for what it's worth, I think you did the right thing.

Oh, one more thing... I really did like Ken. He was who he was and that's just who he was. The Cowboy handle suited him. He jumped in the fray and started shooting from the hip. Sometimes he hit high, sometimes low, but he was just being himself. A lot of what he said made a lot of sense, it's just his delivery was kind of crooked. And for the record, Karen never did produce the emails where Ken said the F word to her so much. She got pretty bent at me about that, but the air was full of argument and it was easy to get swept up in it. I figured since everybody was producing evidence against Ken, then Karen (being the one who started it all) should have at least coughed up her own evidence.

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My responses to some of Cindi's comments:

"Nancy, by way of the "zetas" is saying that Cheryl is having a nervous breakdown, pacing and acting strangely and that her husband is about to have her committed."

Nope, more fiction.

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"...Cheryl (who Nancy insists is having a mental affair with Gerard and thinks (cheryl) they have several hybrid children together and a love nest in the zeta community)."

Hey! The first positive thing I've heard her say! ;D

(Both Gerard and I did talk about the hybrid children on the True Confessions blog.)

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"Gerard is her minion. He sides with anybody that has an opinion. I wonder if he actually has any thoughts of his own sometimes."

He does. He's just careful with whom he shares them.

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"But in re-reading Cheryl's blog, you can see that Gerard also agrees with Cheryl all the time as well."

He doesn't agree with me all the time.

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"Although in the spirit of honesty here, she didn't mention desertrose and Karen's threats of blackmail if they weren't allowed back in."

It wasn't something I was involved in. I was basically focusing on her allegations toward me. I did read something about it when I was going through the scans. Nancy/Gerard called DR's bluff and that was the end of it as far as I know.

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About the Zetas, that could be the STS Zetas. My experience has never been bad with the group I know. Further, there is ZT that says the hybrids have been developed to house human souls when the PS happens, and that they are a blend of the best of both races. Can we trust ZT? I, like you, don't know anymore what's ZT and what's NancyTalk. What I do know is I saw fake ZT on Brian, the mod, while I was still there, and recently I've seen some fake ZT on me. However, LOL, none of it came true. Final volley? I hadn't even started! If those mods can't see the falsity in that ZT then maybe they deserve Nancy.

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"The best thing Gerard can do for himself is to distance himself from Nancy and loosen her grip on him. I think a suspension might be in order as that would be the ultimate justice for the Red Queen."

I absolutely agree with this. Her presence on his ning neuters its effectiveness, as well as the moderators who are probably just chasing their tails to "get Cheryl."

This blog was orginally published in May 2010 on poleshift.ning.com, entitled True Confessions of Two Contactees, in May 2010.  Several weeks later, a certain alleged emissary of the Zetas had a meltdown and a certain contactee got cold feet and backed out of the article, so the title changed and the blog was edited to delete that contactee's information.  However, it was published for several weeks before it was removed.  It was then edited and reposted here on earthchanges.ning.com.

So, here's the edited version...

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So, what's it like to be a contactee? Well, first of all, understand that I was never into UFO's and have never read "Communion" by Whitley Streiber, so this is not remembering something I read or something I saw in a UFO movie. The Zetas do keep an element of doubt in place as a form of protection, so you go through a period of time where you just aren't sure if you are a contactee or not. You get into thinking it's your imagination gone into overdrive, but eventually you get over it. Anyway, I just learned last year that I am a contactee, with a prebirth agreement and participated in the hybrid program.

When I was around seven years old, the Zetas saved my life when I was drowning. It was summer vacation at Daytona Beach when I was knocked down by a wave and severely dazed, my head was roaring, and water and sand were pouring up my nose and down my throat and in my ears when a voice that came out of the blue sternly said, "GET UP! YOU'RE DROWNING! And the shock of that voice in my head was like a slap in the face, bringing me to my senses and I did as I was told. I never knew where that voice came from and thought it was God. Since I found out I was a contactee, I was offered the Lift. Again, out of the blue, a voice suddenly spoke inside my head, "DO YOU WANT A LIFT?" And it was the same voice! It was then I knew. I had recently learned about the lift but didn't know that 85% of contactees decline the lift, like I did, to be with family and friends and neighbors in their darkest hour. See http://www.zetatalk.com/myths/m55.htm.

I have been on the ships and on missions, and had the "enhancements," which is Zeta DNA placed within the brain to enhance telepathic communications and to act as a homing device when being contacted or "in case of emergency." I was awake during most of the procedure and they talked to me and made sure I was comfortable and even made some jokes. At one point, I felt a stab of pain inside my head and said "Ow" and immediately they said, "We see it" and fixed it instantly. So, later on I went into the Aw, it was just my 'magination mode and a good friend, who is also a contactee, said, "They say to feel the right side of your head, near the top" and I did...and OMG, it was sore!

Their technology is highly advanced so "brain surgery" is accomplished quickly and with no visible signs. For example, they have a tool that heals incisions almost instantaneously.

So, can I now leap tall buildings with a single bound and all that other cool superman stuff? Nope. What it did do was increase my ability to pick up feelings and emotions of others. Why is that important? To minister to those who will be hurting very soon. The procedure was also the start of the "integration" process. It has helped me to be more in touch and has also improved some latent telepathic abilities I have. Also, it improved the ability to communicate with the Zetas telepathically. When I get a loud ringing in one ear, I know they are around and we start talking. Kind of like they "ring the doorbell."

And speaking of missions, I know when I'm going to "be away" at night because of certain feelings and sensations I get just as I'm falling asleep. Search "brain buzz" on zetatalk.com and read about it. I have been to different places on missions...South America several times, Russia several times, central Europe, Iceland, and to the ships for meetings and learning. I have gotten some pretty good recall of these places.

Another big clue I "stepped out" is heavy (sound) sleep. I'm usually restless and tend to have insomnia (before all the missions, you used to see me posting here at 3 a.m.), so when I fall asleep quickly and sleep soundly, I know I've been traveling. And, yes, they take you in your pajamas, but they do put one of their dresses or robes over your pj's. They are sensitive to modesty issues. How evil of them! ;-) [See http://www.zetatalk.com/visitatn/v19.htm, "If they are in deep paralysis, which is a means of anesthesia often used by ourselves or others concerned with the well-being and comfort of our contactees, ...."]

So, what's it like to go on a mission? So far, I and other contactees have found ourselves in different locations, talking to people about relocating before the really big changes start. I'll tell you the worst one we were on. It was in South America right after the big earthquake, and there was an unexpected occurrence.

Another contactee and I were talking to some people in a small village in the backwoods of Chile or Peru (a high, mountainous plateau) when, suddenly, a massive python leaped out of the nearby jungle and grabbed a child about 3 years old. Everyone froze. The mother started shrieking, then everyone went into panic mode. Several men grabbed big long knives, I guess they were machetes, and started to attack the snake. I felt paralyzed watching as it whipped around and disappeared back into the jungle with its dinner.

The Zetas had to bring me back to the ship and put me back together after that one. Anyway, that was the worst one. Most missions are in exotic locales and meeting with people, talking to them, trying to convince them to get to a safe location. Of course, there was that one in central Europe that we had to go down that dark, spooky alley.......

When do we sleep? Before we are picked up and after we are brought back. Are we tired? Sometimes, but there is this wonderful concept called "naps."

Okay, I finally got past the phase of wondering if it was just my imagination. And having a buddy who can confirm your recalls and feelings is the best way to do this. It goes faster and you don't feel too much like you are losing your mind.

So, have we contactees really been in a spaceship? Yep. More than one. We have been picked up and dropped off by the Zetas from the ground when they shuttle us in a smaller ship, and we have also been way above the clouds in the bigger ship, for meetings (from where I saw the giant tsunami heading toward the west coast of South America, as described on the So. American blog).

We also have friends "up there." For a few months, their faces were blurred to me, which was eventually explained to me as a protection because recall (at least mine) comes in bits and pieces, and to have a strange-looking face suddenly pop up in your conscious, without the context, is disconcerting to say the least.

And they are definitely different looking in appearance...but they are intelligent...they are kind...they have senses of humor...so what if they aren't all humanoid, and some are three-feet tall and have three eyes and are blue? They have feelings and thoughts too, as well as senses of humor. Okay, some can be kinda grouchy, but isn't that the way it is with humans, too?

Anyway, all these different life forms are STO and they care about us...the Zetas, the Nordics, the Pleiadians, the blue Octopus that walks on the tips of his tentacles (go figure that one out), the brown "blob" that looks like a giant bear*, sort of, the little green man with the pink tentacle-like things on his head (yes, there are little green men out there), the three-eyed blue guys, and on and on. 

*Update 7/4/2012... I recently found out that there are bear-like creatures on Tau Ceti.  See http://www.paoweb.com/gfmtauce.htm.  This being was sitting at a conference table with the others. 

Update 11/1/14... David Higgins reports seeing ETs since childhood.  One of them he called a "hairy guy," which resembles the mammaloid I saw at a meeting.  See http://animalnewyork.com/2014/alien-romance-art-documentary-david-higgins/:

Update 12/4/14... https://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=AwrBT9WLioBU_0AA1UFXNyoA;_ylu=X3oDMTB0czg0dWV1BHNlYwNzYwRjb2xvA2JmMQR2dGlkA1NNRTYxMl8x?p=ashtar+galactic+federation&tnr=21&vid=948A11FA673C66362BBC948A11FA673C66362BBC&l=130&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts1.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DUN.607998435548332752%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3Dnrq5PETGm7U&sigr=11bggp8jo&tt=b&tit=ALIEN+SPECIES%3A+Tau+Cetians+%282+TYPES%2C+Galactic+Federation+...&sigt=11s24tr59&back=https%3A%2F%2Fsearch.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%3Fp%3Dashtar%2Bgalactic%2Bfederation%26ei%3DUTF-8%26fr%3Dytff1-yff25&sigb=12kpbaq1s;

In this video, the region of Cetus (of which Tau Ceti is a part) is described as having two different types of inhabitants -- one is the bear-like beings and another is a race of "galactic humanoids."  The video is also at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nrq5PETGm7U. 

I find this interesting since I've seen a large, bear-like being in recall and prior to knowing about Tau Ceti (in the star system Cetus) and it's two types of inhabitants, I wrote a sci fi story all Ahn of C`etas, about an extraterrestrial (Cetean) on mission to Earth (pronounced SEH-teh-ahn and SEH-tas).  Whether this video is true or not is unknown, but it is interesting I keep encountering these synchronicities. 

Many, many races are here to help and to observe the passage (and haven't we been seeing their ships on NASA images as well as naked eye sightings occurring more and more around the world?). The Council of Worlds is in control...no one is going to be hurt by "the aliens." Woo-ooo-oooo! It's time to embrace your fellow beings...we are all in this universe together! There is nothing to fear, but there is a lot to learn...and time is growing short.

UPDATE 05/22/2010

So, lately it has been mostly short, routine missions, and meetings aboard the ships, and more "enhancements," but the most noteworthy thing I wanted to share was being shown living quarters in a domed city, simply huge. As we strolled down what appeared to be busy streets, Zetas were busily moving along, children were in school, life was in full swing. Like humans, the Zetas were in a range of heights and had similar, but different facial features, though with large, hairless heads. Their expressions were distracted, focused, laughing (sensed rather than seen), at ease enjoying conversations as they bustled about, and it looked like any other busy, progressive society.

We were guided down a hallway into the living quarter area. There was a soft, warm, pale gold color present everywhere in our [soon-to-be] living quarters. It was very inviting and relaxing. The temperature was perfect. I saw living and sleeping quarters that had been thoughtfully outfitted with human sensibilities in mind, including colors in our spectrum. It was very nice and very spacious. They are getting ready for those of us who will be joining them soon. I and other contactees participated in the hybrid program and we are really looking forward to being reunited with our hybrid children, whom we see on occasion when we visit the ships.

What will it be like living with them? "We Zetas in the Service-to-Others enjoy ourselves, in all the many ways humans enjoy themselves. Luxuriant baths, silken textured garments and soft beds, sweet tastes and smells, a sense of rhythm and desire to dance - we have all of these." http://www.zetatalk.com/orientat/o16.htm. Another example is here http://www.zetatalk.com/index/blog0830.htm (read the Gobi Desert paragraphs, noting the yellowish-white coloring, residences, etc.).

Of course, we also are well aware that being in service to others mean that we will work hard. We look forward to that, as well.

Since Nancy was following me around on poleshift.ning, heavily implying that I was lying about my experiences, I decided to remind her of some of HER OWN Zetatalk...

UPDATE 06/26/2010

I thought it would be helpful to provide some ZetaTalk on what is being discussed in this blog, especially to help newcomers understand.

Modifications: http://www.zetatalk.com/visitatn/v52.htm
"Modifications are such that the contactee alone senses that something is different." [Thus, it is the contactee's personal reality, not visible to any others, even other contactees.]

Contact Groups: http://www.zetatalk.com/transfor/t22.htm
"Group interactions validate experiences. The individual, finding their night clothes on backwards, knows there has been a visitation, but secretly wonders if perhaps their memory might be failing. In a group of contactees a synergy takes place, first one and then another realizing, as others tell their tales, that they are not alone in their experiences. Within the contact group details are shared that have not appeared in print, could not therefore be faked, and are told with much emotion and conviction. When these details, told by another, match the listener's story - more than sharing takes place, and more than an Awakening takes place. A Transformation takes place." [Hence, the sole reason for this blog! To help contactees get in touch with their status, share their stories, which helps other contactees to validate their own stories, help others to give the call, and provide a safe space for all contactees to "be themselves."]

Shared Visions: http://www.zetatalk.com/visitatn/v66.htm
"Increasingly, as contactees work behind the scenes in concert with each other and the alien groups visiting them, they will find their shared visions are more specific and immediate. ... They may even recall seeing each other during a visitation! These shared visions are no more surprising than if they had attended a meeting together, discussed issues, made notes, and agreed upon a course of action. In fact, this is in essence what occurred! Shared visions are one of the most accurate and specific signs that contactees have that their recall is not imagination. Nevertheless, for others outside of the contactee group working together, the recitation of these shared visions is relatively meaningless. The element of doubt, required to reduce anxiety in others who are not contactees and are still to be awakened, is still present."

Life Changes: http://www.zetatalk.com/transfor/t26.htm
"As the Transformation is now, if the awakened contactee has chosen a role they seldom delay. Those in Service-to-Others, of whom we are speaking, want to assist with preparations for the cataclysms or helping mankind understand what is to befall them and its import."

Could these be False Memories? http://www.zetatalk.com/visitatn/v37.htm
"The truth of these matters rests with several factors, and can never be conclusively proven. All humans create false memories for themselves, enhancing what makes them feel good about themselves and forgetting the embarrassments. The validity of a contactee's recall should be judged, as with any memory, on the following:

• The maturity and pragmatic nature of the contactee.

• Does this person attend responsibly to their duties, tell the truth, and bear a healthy degree of skepticism about matters reported in the news or gossip carried by friends, or does this person indulge in soap operas and novels, fall in love at the drop of a pin, or adamantly argue a point.

• The influence of those around the contactee during the recall process. Is the contactee allowed to dredge up their own memories, insert their own details, or are these suggested to them.

• The motive of the contactee, who in most cases is dealing quietly with a personal drama and wants no publicity or attention. Is the contactee relieved to be piecing it all together, or do they dramatize the situation to everyone who will lend them an ear, endlessly, with a clear tendency to embellish the story with whatever might bring them more sympathy.

 "Contactees who tell their story to hasten and help the Awakening are almost always characterized by their quiet demeanor, their serious intent, and an original reluctance to draw attention to themselves.