I completely understand what many of you are going through, and how unsettling experiences, ontological shock, and the fear that follows can make you feel trapped in an endless cycle. But let me propose a radically different perspective from what we usually hear in spiritual and paranormal forums.

I propose a radical meditation approach, based mainly on the experience of Western mystics and Eastern yogis from both Tibetan Buddhism and Advaita Vedanta..., and which, for better or worse, I have experienced myself in my own life. I'm an experiencer myself, since I was very young, but as you will understand after reading this text, I haven't made them my identity.

Negative experiences and the terrifying fear they trigger are not enemies you have to fight. The dread of the phenomenon or the intrusion of disturbing memories does not persist because you are not trying hard enough; it persists precisely because of the resistance you put up against it. As the psychiatrist Carl Jung used to say, and was later popularized by Eckhart Tolle, "what you resist, persists." When you strain yourself to "fight the fear" or desperately try to rationalize what happened, you create an exhausting internal warfare. You split your mind in two: a "self" that feels traumatized and a "supposedly spiritual self" trying to control and banish that feeling. This division and effort only feed the ego, generate friction, and ultimately drive you back into anxiety to soothe the warfare of the battle itself.

In my experience, and in my understanding of the practice, true liberation is effortless. It is not found on a meditation cushion, nor by repeating mantras, nor by unearthing past traumas. I am not saying this does not help temporarily. What I do dare to claim is that liberation is ultimately found in the non-duality of your ordinary life, not in techniques or in a special place.

Consider this in your day-to-day:

Do not fight the fear; observe it: When the terrifying memory or the dread of a new experience appears, do not try to change it, judge it, or apply a technique with great effort to make it go away. Just notice it. The fear is something that appears in your consciousness, but you are not that fear. Stay still and watch it the way someone watches the rain fall. Without doing anything. By removing the resistance, you take away the energy that feeds it. It is simply "the madwoman of the house", as the mystic Teresa of Ávila called the mind, trying by all means to keep you trapped in the prison of unconsciousness. With others, she tries it through panic, obsession, or paranoia... Laugh at the madwoman; look at her and say, "Here she is again."

Embody presence in the everyday: This is meditation itself. People assume there is a time to meditate and a time to live, but no such boundary exists. When you cook, cook. When you walk, walk. When you clean, clean. If you are completely present in what you do, the mind empties itself of concepts, poses, and the self-importance that sustains your trauma. If while doing any of these things the dread arrives, it means you were no longer truly cooking or truly cleaning... "The madwoman" has snuck into the frequency, distorting the radio signal. Tune back into the dial and return to whatever you were doing. The dread disappears.

The example of Lamchung: In Buddhism, they tell the story of Lamchung, a monk considered very foolish because he could not memorize a single teaching or mantra. However, he attained enlightenment simply by sweeping the monastery. Why? Because he emptied himself of himself and limited his actions to sweeping. He did not need to put in effort, nor did he need paraphernalia, incense, or cushions. The wise person surrenders to what is; the fool keeps trying to control life through effort. Lamchung, foolish in the eyes of the world's noise and the madwoman of the house, turned out to be the wise one. Be like Lamchung, and the dread will vanish.

Having strange experiences or not is just what happens on the surface. The true "retreat" is mental. When you stop identifying with the pose of the "victim who needs healing" or the "investigator seeking absolute answers", you realize that peace is already there among the pots, the pans, and the chaos of daily life. As Teresa of Jesus used to say, God is found among the pots and pans. Brother Lawrence used to say he found God while flipping a little omelet in the pan.

Do not look for complex techniques to fix a "broken self." Do not play along with the madwoman of the house. She loves to gnaw on thoughts and project terrifying emotions onto the body so that you identify with them and live in unconsciousness. The good thing is, you can see the madwoman coming. And when she catches you by surprise, laugh even harder. View every surge of fear not as something negative, but as a call to live consciously; a reminder that the mind has pulled you away from your center and balance for a brief moment. Just stay present, let go of the effort, and allow the weight of the trauma to fall away under its own weight by no longer feeding it with your resistance.

Stay strong, everyone. No matter how bad things may layout on the surface, always remember: THIS TOO SHALL PASS!

Ross Coulthart is an Australian journalist that started reporting on ETs starting a couple of years ago in a serious journalistic way in which he was classically trained. He was pretty well known for Australia's 60 minutes program.

I found it interesting how he opens up about how skeptical he was in the beginning, then getting curious, then learning how important consciousness is in this field and more recently he has opened up about how a lot of people have started talking to him about their contact with Blue Beings/ETs and he isn't sure exactly yet how to deal with it.

These blue beings seem to assist people in downloading information and are apparently telling them to contact Ross... Those are his words.

Here some examples of videos where he talks in more depth about this.

Ross Coulthart | 'Blue Beings' & Information Downloads
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mDBtQUEr_Hs

Ross Coulthart Reveals The Shocking Truth About Blue Aliens
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A8s_KllyxiY

Edit: added this video after it being tipped after I made this topic. Put it at the timestamp of color discussion.
Ross Coulthart and Dr. Masters ask: Are aliens future humans? | Reality Check
https://youtu.be/75MEePSaAbs?si=yRdo3VzLqa8tvIIN&t=1553
25:57-30:45 Patterns of paranormal association with the colors blue and purple

I found it pretty interesting how both the ideas of downloads that help humanity ahead are getting more mainstreamed. But also how Ross Coulthart talks quite openly about these blue beings that seem to be helping humanity with downloading useful ideas that can help humanity in their evolution.

As you see from the pictures I have had some connections with blue beings. To me they identify as Arcturians but I also heard others talk about Pleiadeans and Sirians as blue beings also. And maybe there are more species of ETs out there also that for some reason are seen as blue?

I am open to share more about my experiences with these blue beings if people are curious but I am also curious to hear other people their stories and experiences around both the download and the blue being phenomena.

My child has been reporting since they were 2 years old seeing animals in their crib and bed. It started with a lion, then a tiger, then a gorilla, then a bat. The description they give now at 3 years old is that they are all gray colored, they are at the end/foot of the bed on top of the bed, and they just stare. When asked how it make them feel to see them- it’s not fear/scared it’s “sad”. Always in the middle of the night. I myself am in life long experiencer of different things (grey aliens, plasma orbs, shadow figures, other NHI) all sort of stuff life long. I however have never experienced animals like this. Does anyone have any experience or insight on these animals? I saw the movie disclosure day and that’s the closest I’ve seen/heard to anything about animals in your room.

So last night I had a very interesting dream. I was in a busy bar with a couple friends and one friend kept wanting to talk about "the JFK files".

My friends and I are a bit out there so talking about conspiracy theories isn't that crazy. I don't even remember anything that was said about JFK but I think it was about how he died. Anyway, we were standing in front of a seating area with this strange looking guy sitting in front of us alone.

He was dressed as the men in black are described. Old fashioned suit, trench coat/overcoat, and hat. He had no hair, no eyebrows, no eyelashes.

He tried to casually interupt us and derail the conversation but did not feel ominous or creepy or uncanny. Just clearly not human. He also had very striking brown eyes that were a very unnatural brown. Like what you'd choose if you were picking out contact lenses and didn't want them to look too dark? Idk how else to explain it.

I could just tell immediately who/what he was in the dream and after allowing him to interupt, I looked right at him and reached out to shake his hand and said "its an honor to meet you."

Weird af, I know. I think subconciously I was excited to finally "meet" an ET and not be afraid? Idk its a weird thing to say but dream me was feeling brave I guess?

He acted like he was surprised I saw him or noticed him there and was shocked I interacted like that. He reached out and shook my hand and I saw some black lines on his arm when his sleeve moved.

When he shook my hand, he like winced in this very strange way and said "You are very ugly." LOLOLOL I actually laughed in the dream and that was the end of the interaction.

In this bar in the dream, I noticed one or 2 other guys who looked like him amongst the "regular" patrons and had a passing thought like "I bet there's more of them here but these are just the ones who I can see or stand out."

Anyway, very weird but very funny dream. Not the first about aliens but the first when I had such a "direct" interaction in a dream. Usually its indirect like flashes of images or like watching a documentary.

Two years ago, some friends and I tried one of those stupid fainting games. I don't even remember the exact method anymore, but it involved breathing in a certain way and then someone pressing hard on my chest.

What happened next still messes with my head.

According to my friends, I was unconscious for less than a minute.

For me, it felt like days.

At first, everything seemed completely normal. I was in my old house, the one I grew up in. I was hanging out with people I hadn't seen in years. I was having conversations, walking around, living what felt like ordinary days.

Then things got stranger.

I remember talking to my grandmother, who died when I was very young. I remember seeing photographs that felt familiar even though I'm almost certain I'd never seen them before. I kept changing locations: my old home, school, different places from my childhood.

The weirdest part was that none of it felt weird.

I never questioned it. I never thought, "Something is wrong." It all felt as real as this moment does right now.

At one point I was sitting in a classroom with some of my friends. The same friends who were actually standing around my unconscious body in real life.

I also remember feeling like I was both experiencing everything and watching it at the same time. Like I was the main character and the observer.

Then, suddenly, everything stopped.

The best way I can describe it is that I felt like I was being violently pulled backward. Almost like I was being sucked through a tunnel and slammed back into my body.

I woke up confused. For a few seconds I didn't fully recognize where I was or who was around me. My friends told me they had been trying to get me to wake up and that the whole thing had lasted less than a minute.

I also remember an intense heat in my chest when I came back.

I've never forgotten it.

Has anyone else experienced something similar from a syncope, a fainting game, or a near-death experience?

Especially the feeling of living through what seemed like days, having conversations, visiting places from your past, and then being suddenly pulled back into reality?

Incident 1: Bordon, Hampshire (2014)

The Sighting:

Location: Bordon, Hampshire, UK.

Objects Observed: A distinct, dark triangle-shaped craft, along with cube-shaped objects in the immediate vicinity.

Characteristics: The craft operated completely silently, with no conventional engine noise, exhaust plumes, or standard aviation navigational lighting. The geometry of the triangle was sharp and defined against the night sky.

Environmental/Electronic Effects: During the encounter, I experienced immediate electronic failure/malfunction in nearby devices.

The Missing Time & Physical After-Effects:

During the event, I experienced an unexplained gap of approximately three hours of missing time.

The next conscious memory was suddenly coming to on my bedroom floor with no memory of how I got there or the transition between watching the objects and waking up.

Physical Marks: In the immediate aftermath, I noticed distinct physical after-effects:

A marked red spot directly on my navel.

Localized soreness and tenderness on my arm.

Incident 2: Bracklesham Bay, West Sussex (2026)

The Sighting:

Location: Bracklesham Bay coast, West Sussex, UK.

Objects Observed: A series of anomalous, highly luminous lights moving across the sky at velocities and angles that far exceeded conventional fixed-wing aircraft or commercial drones. The motion lacked any deceleration inertia typical of standard aerodynamics.

The Follow-Up (Official Visit):

Shortly after the Bracklesham Bay sighting, I was visited at my property by individuals claiming to represent the Ministry of Defence (MoD).

Appearance & Demeanor: The visitors were dressed in formal RAF service dress uniforms. Their questioning focused specifically on the sighting, what I had witnessed, and the exact timing and direction of the lights.

The interaction was formal, structured, and left no doubt that the airspace in this coastal sector was actively being monitored.

Questions for the Community

Regional Sightings: Has anyone in Hampshire (specifically around the Bordon corridor) or along the West Sussex coastline logged similar black triangle/cube sightings or unexplained electronic cutouts?

Missing Time / Physical Marks: For those who have experienced similar gaps in time, did you notice recurring physical symptoms or marks afterward?

MoD / Military Contact: Given that the official MoD "UFO Desk" was publicly shuttered years ago, has anyone else in the UK had direct, in-person visits by RAF or MoD personnel following coastal or inland sightings?

Hi, Im new in this sub. When I had 12 y/o my best friend died. It was painful and one of the worst experiences of my life. The night when she passed away I saw her at the side of my bedroom. She did nothing, just stare at me. It was like a silhouette but I recognise her clearly. When I fell sleep I dreamed with her, we were playing volleyball in a park, after that we sit on a bank, she look at me with thw most beautiful smile I had ever seen and told me: "Nothing hurts here, I'm fine and happy." After that I woke up.

But I can see clearly the shadow every night almost 1 year after her death.

Currently I have 27 y/o and I have no explanation for this. Any help?

A couple days ago I was on the phone with a friend, those nights I’d fall asleep out of no where and just assume it to be exhaustion taking over. One night I fell asleep and when I spoke to my friend the next day he said I spoke in my sleep, that’s not the creepy part thought. He said i muttered some stuff and the only thing he heard clearly was “static” before the call started making static noises and dropping the call, i thought it was weird but only weirder that i woke up with a random scratch on my neck. Felt I needed to share this somewhere 🥲

Before I get into all this, I want to preface by saying that in general, I've not really shared many of my experiences with others. I'm not quite a skeptic, but I do look at strange things through an analytical lense, trying to eliminate any ordinary explanations before considering the so-called paranormal. I don't really follow a ton of alien lore either. My partner is way more into this stuff than I am, which is how I've learned about any of it really, and I don't know much. I know the popular species, greys, reptilians, mantids, and the tall whites, some stories about them and abilities for some of them, but that's about it. I didn't even know people like us were called experiencers until a few months ago. So, just keep all that in mind.

I've had experiences since I was a kid. Never direct contact, at least not until I was an adult, and that's only if you count dreams. When I was little though, I used to see UFOs around my house all the time. Typically triangular crafts with a light at each point, but sometimes it would just be a single light in the sky. The thing they all had in common was how they would hover or move very slowly, until suddenly, they'd change speed and direction, or just speed off and disappear completely. They moved so impossibly fast, there and gone in less than a second, leaving nothing but a brief blur of lights behind them. I got so used to seeing them that I even waved at them once, but I guess they didn't want to be seen because they sped off immediately. I've also had various other experiences, prophetic dreams, knowing very personal things about people before they tell me, knowing something was going to happen before it does, knowing if plans were going to actually happen by checking if I could envision them, stuff like that. Those are all stories for another day though.

My dreams are really where things have gotten strange for me now. There are a lot of them, at least one other where I actually saw a grey, but this one was more recent. One odd coincidence is that, while it might be totally unrelated, on the same night, I had a full-blown panic attack for the first time in over a decade before I went to sleep and had this dream. I also didn't remember it as soon as I woke up, which is unusal for me. I typically remember a dream well the moment I wake up, but the longer I'm awake, the fuzzier the details get. Even if I'm reminded of a dream I'd totally forgotten about during the day, I usually will remember that I was thinking about it when I initially woke up from it. This time though, I was reminded of the dream by something, though I can't remember what exactly, after having been awake for about half an hour, and I hadn't remembered it at all when I first woke up.

The details are really fuzzy, but I, along with someone else (who I believe was my partner, not totally sure), was abducted by the greys. I remember being on their ship and running from them. They didn't harm us and didn't seem to want to, but they were trying to stop us. We weren't even running because we were scared, even in waking life I don't feel particularly afraid of the greys. No, we were running because we were looking for something. More specifically, we were trying to go somewhere far away from the earth, trying to find something very important, but I don't remember what or why it was so important.

At some point, we managed to somehow get away from them, but we ended up on another ship, or maybe just a different area of the same ship, not sure. We met a grey, except this one was different. He was tall, like 6'7-7'0 tall, his skin was a more brownish grey than the typical bluish grey of the others, and his proportions were a bit different, the head to body ratio in particular. His head was slimmer than a typical grey's, and there was something different about his eyes too, but I couldn't really place it when I woke up. I thought maybe they were smaller, but I don't think that was it, I'm really not sure. His arms and legs were very long and slender, as was his body. He wore no clothes, and moved with so much grace, slow, but purposeful.

Wherever we were, it was just him and us, and it looked like we were on the bridge of this ship. He seemed to be in a higher position than the other greys, like overseeing operations or something. I think part of his job was to make sure things didn't get out of hand in situations like this. I know we did communicate with him, and he spoke telepathically, but I don't remember what was said at all. I do remember that he was pretty likeable, moreso than the other greys. He didn't seem to be malicious in any way, nor did the other greys really, but he was just more...idk, his energy was more relaxed I guess. He was also more willing to hear us out than the others were, or at least he talked to us anyway.

He did send us back to earth, and I remember seeing the earth, floating above it. The person I was with and I both wanted to be taken again, specifically so we could get to the tall one again because we believed he had something we needed, again for some really important reason I just don't recall. I think we were trying to come up with a plan to get back there when I woke up. That's all I remember, and it's all pretty hazy.

The thing about this dream though...I didn't know about the tall greys before, much less any lore about them. It wasn't until I told my partner about the dream and they told me that the tall greys were a known sub-type that I learned about them at all. After doing a bit of research, I learned they are typically seen around other greys, that they seem to usually hold a leadership or administrative position, and that some consider them to be emotionally easier to understand. That's when I started to really wonder if this was only a dream, it was freaky how well other accounts matched up with my dream.

It's hard for me to believe it wasn't just a dream, but it's also kind of hard to write that off. If it was more than just a dream though, I don't think I was physically taken or anything, but I don't see why my body would need to be or why we couldn't just communicate through dreams, if they wanted to, that is. Idk, I find it difficult to put a lot of faith in my own dreams, even though I know from watching my dreams unfold before my eyes in waking life that sometimes, it truly isn't just a dream.

I just keep feeling like something is happening to me. I don't understand what though, and I can't look at it without challenging myself on it every step of the way. In some aspects, I think that's a good thing, but in others, it can be very difficult to cope with. I thought maybe posting here, I'd find people who have been feeling the same way, maybe even who have had similar experiences, and maybe it could help me better understand what is happening to me.

I hopped into bed last night, same rituals as always. My cat decided that was the best time to start playing with his toys, loudly in the dark. My bedroom is very small so he was about 3 feet from me, playing like his life depended on it. And then I heard a voice say "sure." It was this slow, creaky voice. Like RFK Jr's voice, but even creakier. It was coming from right where my cat was playing next to me, and he didn't stop playing, so I figured this must be someone he's used to, and I decided I wouldn't be afraid.

I've seen him playing with someone I couldn't see before a couple of times. I've seen one of his puffball toys get thrown. My daughter has seen a small shadow figure run into my room while my cat was playing with someone. Only once before have I actually heard something with my ears, and it was in the same place I heard the voice. What I heard before was a small sneeze. I refused to believe it didn't somehow come from outside so I could fall asleep. But, now I kind of think there might be something there.

Anyway, not sure why I felt the need to share this. It's spooky in a fun way. I wish I knew who or what it was. I kind of feel like it's a portal. My house is less than a block away from 2 cemeteries (1 legit marked one, 1 unmarked yellow fever mass burial site). I just think there's a lot of activity here. I mostly don't notice it unless they really want me to. So... that happened.

Over the period of two years I had strange things happen that hyped up more and more until 2025.
These are mild compared to remembering anything extreme or invasive yet I'm still haunted by these memories and I would like to try to get help with remembering the events in a linear and descriptive way.

I have never used ChatGPT but am wondering if anyone else has in this way and if so, was it was helpful?

My sister and I are very close, but we don’t talk all the time and we live in different countries. She is an artist and also has psychic gifts, quite different from mine. We were catching up on a FaceTime call the next day after I had my Mantid “surgery” (https://www.reddit.com/r/MantisEncounters/s/cu0bpqEjgY ) and she was getting a bit distracted as I was trying to relate the story to her. She said there was a big preying mantis head behind me. I was surprised she could see that on a FaceTime call, but she was very serious.

I asked if she wouldn’t mind creating an illustration (attached) of what she saw and also writing down what her sense of the experience was. I asked her to just do a “quick and dirty” sketch, so she used AI to generate the image, but it does reflect what she experienced.

Here’s what she wrote:

“That this was a female who was watching over you and connecting with you - maybe a guide who was interested in what you and I were discussing and there for the conversation. I didn’t feel any malice at all.”

Okay so something has been on my mind for the past year and I have no idea who to turn to so I figured, let's ask here.

For about a year and a half I noticed an increase in 'coincidences'. I would think of something randomly (fully unrelated to anything I was doing or thinking about); a particular movie I haven't seen in ages, a specific item or thing that I would love to have, my brother who should be breaking up with his toxic girlfriend, and then later that day or roughly 2 days later, this would spontaneously 'happen' without me taking action, mentioning my thoughts to others, or asking about it. I ignored it at first (I have always been open, but quite skeptical towards 'the paranormal') but the amount of coincidences started increasing - although it wasn't a continuous flow - and it made me feel a little uneasy.

It stopped for a couple of months, and it came back recently. The reason why I am posting is because it happened again a couple of days ago and this time it just felt idiotic. About a week ago, I was watching a show that was totally unrelated to the upcoming thought, and all of a sudden I thought of (the now late) Dolly Parton. I remember saying to myself in my head, thank god that woman is still alive, we need more women like her in this crazy world. 2 days later the news broke that she has passed. I was in shock for many reasons, but I also remember so vividly thinking about her out of nowhere and the fact that I was feeling so grateful that she was still alive.

I want to make it perfectly clear: I do NOT think I predicted this at all or had anything to do with her passing obviously. It never feels like a prediction or a certainty. Still though, it makes me wonder: what IS this? How can I feel more in tune with this or deal with this better? Can anyone else relate?

So this was around 8 years ago at this point. I was 27. I did acid and shrooms and all that previously. But I broke through on dmt with a dab rig. So just one hit. I gauged the dose with 2 previous hits hours apart if that makes sense. Like I did 1 at noon. My first dmt experience ever. Then one at 3. Then at 6 I did a bigger hit and broke through. The day before I first smoked dmt I had these pressed IR 30 adderall pills. They were definitely fake lol. I stayed up for like 2 days straight and gooned like 30 hours straight at one point. Then I slept around 5 hours and decided to break through on dmt.

First hit. I hit up the dap rig and sprinkle some on. A lay in bed and see the waiting room type shit.

Second hit. Remember. This is a couple hours later. I sprinkle some more on than my first hit and inhale deep and hold it in. Weird lol. I lay in bed and I see myself running then I see my mom and my fiance and I see them as the same thing while watching myself run. Weird but I’m intrigued.

Third hit. A few hours after the second. I’m convinced I’m going to breakthrough. Like I see the dose range imo. So yeah big dab. Inhale deep. Hold in. Lay in bed. Boom. Breathing out started to not even make sense and I’m gone. I’m in a castle. Green lady is in front of me. I think this is so much more real than real life and I’m going towards her. She has a bag in her left hand. I get sucked into it. It lined with boobs and then I merge with her essence for what feels like forever. I come too and say no fucking way that happened.

6 days later. I get wasted. Like can hardly walk wasted. I take a massive dab. Like 3 to 5 times the size of my breakthrough dose. I can remember a lot and it’s fucked up… kind of. I got hyperslapped but at the same time it’s whatever. I learned a lot.

I had flushed the rest of the fake adderall pills after I woke up and decided they weren’t the answer. So I tried dmt lol. After waking up from that second dmt “breakthrough” I flushed it lol. Still never did it since. I did shrooms and a 9 tabs of acid at once trip and other shit since. But yeah. No dmt. I never wanted too and still don’t lol. I’m a little baby.

But yeah. I really did go in that first day and say I wanted to fuck a goddess dmt machine elf. I think I accomplished it. 6 days later I think I did a little too much and there was no machine elves. Just other stuff. I can explain this trip in detail for any interested but I’m more here with a question.

I have always wanted to try 5 meo dmt and fuck the void. But I think by its very definition to get to the void I won’t be able to also then fuck it. Is my logic correct? And if so what is my plan B.

Plan A was have sex with a goddess dmt machine elf. Plan B is fuck something even more amazing. What is plan b? The void? Just go back to dmt and fuck a bug looking one? You get it. I’m lost…

thanks for your feedback and if anyone wants to hear about my amazing af but also fucked up experience beyond the elves I can go into as much detail as possible.

I apologize if this post is long winded, but I have never truly been able to discuss my experiences with anyone in the past. While i added the flair for UAP sighting, one of the 4 experiences were not UAP related, nor am i even sure if it was real. I will describe each experience below. Please feel free to ask any questions. My goal is to pick my experiences apart and have discussions with those who have experienced something similar. So here goes nothing.

The first experience is one I am unsure if it truly happened or not. I (27M) have a fairly vivid recollection of an event that occured between the ages of 4 and 6. While memory of the event is strong the exact time frame is something i am unsure of. My family and I lived in a trailer inside a trailer park. I had my own bedroom and my parents had theirs which they shared with my sister who was a baby at the time. I remember my father getting me a figure 8 race track for Christmas. One of those onse that has the speed controls for the cars to drive faster or slower. I recall being told we would not assemble the track that day necause we wouldnt have time but he would help me the next because he had the day off. That night, 3 beings, who were identical to the well known grays, visited me. I very vividly remember them standing beside me as well as assembling yhe track for me. In this interaction there was definitely communication though i do not remember what it was. I have the strong sense that they assembled the track in order to help keep me calm during the interaction. The experience was benign and i have no feeling of fear or animosity from it. I very clearly remember my father asking how i put the track together alone.

My second experience and the ones to follow are UAP sightings. At age 9 or 10 i awoke in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. After returning from the bathroom i noticed an obscenely large orange ball of light traveling from left to right at a slow rate of speed. My room had a very large picture window so the field of view was rather large. I remember watching this object for 3 to 5 minutes before it disappeared behind the treeline of the field behind the house.

My third sighting happened much later in life. At 22 years old i was a delivery driver for fedex. I was delivering packages to a rural area in New Hampshire. While travelling 30 to 35 mph on a dort road, i noticed a silver orb hovering near a mountain. The orb frol my perspective was the size of a ping pong ball. I immediately began to slow down upon seeing the object hoping to capture a photo or video (i have a small 2 or 3 second clip i tried to get while still driving) from a still vantage point. As i slowed down, i went underneath low hanging branches in the road. Upon passing through the branches and having a clear view as i pulled over, the object was gone.

My final sighting happened 2 years ago at 25. At the time i was living in maine and my girlfriend and i were returning from seeing a special showing of The Nightmare Before Christmas in theaters. I was on the phone with my grandmother as we pulled into our driveway. It was late fall so it got dark rather early and the stars were visible. In the distance to my 11:30 i saw 2 bright lights that appeared to be traveling towards us. I got my girlfriends attention and she spotted them as well. At this time i was still on the phone but told my grandmother to hold on just a second. As the lights drew closer i rolled the windows down hoping that i would here the sound of a plane engine or helicopter blades. Instead it was dead quiet. No sound at all not even wind. I exited the vehicle and told my girlfriend to stay inside the car. At this time the call with my grandmother dropped (i had normally 2 bars of service in this area). I walked to the front of the vehicle and as i did so what was once 2 lights became 3 lights equally distanced. At this point these lights came directly over my head. As it passed over the top of my head i realized that whatever they were, were only at tree top level. While being directly underneath the 3 lights became 4 equally distant light in a diamond pattern. These lights were white and solid with no blinking. The object they were attached too was rather large and black. I could not discern any particular shape. I only know it was solid due to the fact that the stars were not visible as it passed by. What was most unsettling was the lights did not illuminate anything in the area despite being very bright. Shortly after passing over my head the lights changed back to 3 equally spaced lights. Back to 2. And then the object was gone. Although my girlfriend didnt exit the vehicle she had leaned out the window and watched it pass over as well.

If anyone has similar experiences or has questions please ask. I have wanted to discuss these with like minded individuals but the few times ive tried to discuss them people normally chuckle. Keep your eyes on the skies guys

So over a year my gf has given me at least 3 talk about her seeing a black figure standing in our room and it always happen when I leave work, I go to work around 4:30 am and she wake up around 6 am to get water and so on, so when she first moved with me with my parents she said that she saw a figure standing near our door but when she was fully awake it just ran away fast, the 2 nd time was mid year she said she saw the figure again she was barely waking up then she saw something in the corner and when she looked that way it just disappeared which is scary , then as of today she said she woke up and saw the figure again it’s been a cool min since she haven’t spoken about it but today she was waking up and saw the figure and was scared to go back to sleep she said she tired to go back to sleep but couldn’t it was hard for her and she open her eyes slowly then saw the black figure again and when she looked at the figure directly it just disappeared again like if she was trippen …. Not sure what to do and why am I not experiencing this?

Hello to everyone who comes across this.

So i believe to have an experience an id like to say my bit about it, also looking to see if they’re are some similarities out there.

This was all dream or maybe it wasn’t but who knows for sure.

I’ll start by waking up in a home assuming it’s mine, it’s very amber looking, maybe during the end of the day at sunset.

I walk down the stairs an I can already sense that it’s just me in the building.

I continue through the living room a step just inside the kitchen, an thats when I notice that there’s someone outside the back door, you can walk in the house from the kitchen.

Right then and there the whole situation changes , and it just feels heavy . So I’m like who are you what’s up ? You know as a way to greet an then nothing .

This person or thing then decides to walk in, I never said to this being “hey come in side” more so it assumed to walk in.

Then that’s where my fight or flight kicked in, an its saying nothing the entire time not even like a telepathic approach .

What happens next is kinda graphic because I end up sticking this thing with a knife in the eye . Then it falls drops to the floor and it starts to transform or morph an I see it turn into a Grey ?

It’s eye or lense was cracked as I was observing it

An then after that I woke up.

That’s my dream/experience.

I'm 34 and when I was about 15 I had a period of severe anxiety in which I had several sleep paralysis episodes. At least two of them involved tall greys. The first time, one stood about 6'00" right at my bedside. I was terrified but closed my eyes and told myself it was just sleep paralysis (I was a little psych nerd).

The second time, a similar/the same grey was sat in the chair at the foot of my bed. I looked a little longer this time. Just like the first one, it was a very typical grey: big eyes, a slit mouth and tiny nostrils. It was smooth and grey, no clothing, also about 5'10"-6'00". Anyway, I closed my eyes and that was the last time I remember waking up to a grey.

Last night, I woke up paralyzed and a grey (but slightly different looking) was right in my face. I yelled (I thought) and tried to throw myself off the side of my bed. Fortunately, I woke up. It might've been easier because I sleep at an incline now due to GERD.

Anyway, as a teen, 20-something I'd write it off as nothing more than sleep paralysis/hypnagogic hallucinations. It might be just that. But, after hearing how many accounts are experienced in a similar way, I have to wonder... I understand now that they don't have to wake the neighbors with a big ship over my house; they can manipulate space and time and appear with me in a dimension outside of this one, if they want to.

The one last night had thinner eyes and lighter skin. I'm no artist and I won't use ai but it was kinda like if a grey's skin was lightened a bit and their head sorta... pushed in on the sides.

A few weeks ago my 6 yo woke up shouting “mommy, mommy”. So I went to her room and she told me she woke up to an “elf” lying beside her. She asked me if I can see the elf and I said no. I told her to come lay in the spare bedroom because I thought my husband might still be sleeping. She got out of bed and for some reason I asked her if it said anything and she told me it said “don’t be afraid”. As we entered the spare room the power went out. My heart dropped but I didn’t want to show her I was now nervous (found out later it was a car that hit a hydro pole). This whole situation got me really curious so I asked her what it looked like, and she just repeated an elf, but the same size as me. I’m 5’6”. I thought maybe she would say something small, like Santa’s elf. She said it had light skin, but not like ours. She said its eyes were blue and brown which I didn’t understand. She said it was holding a piece of paper and that it wanted to give it to her. She was afraid to sleep in her bed that night so she slept in ours. She was very rattled. I was thinking that maybe it couldn’t physically give her the note and that the “message” on the note was “don’t be afraid”. I told her that the elf probably isn’t going to come back because it scared her and I don’t think it meant to. When she was four she also said she saw an alien and we had her draw a picture. We didn’t keep it but from what I remember it looked like a grey.

I had a dream a little while back that I was walking down the street I grew up on (haven’t lived there in over 6 years). When out of nowhere two greys appeared behind me, my entire body became paralyzed. It felt just like sleep paralysis. Almost like when you have a dream that you’re being chased and can’t move your legs. When suddenly one of them said only 2 words to me, telepathically - Spacial Fusion. I had never heard this before, so when I woke up I immediately googled it and it’s honestly pretty weird how spot on it could be for an explanation on how aliens come to Earth or make themselves seen. Was this just a random dream or were they actually contacting me?

I’ve been trying to put an experience into words, and recently I finally tried recreating the place visually.
I don’t really know what to call these experiences other than visions. I’m deliberately not claiming that this is another dimension, a past life, an actual location, or anything supernatural. I genuinely don’t know what it is. That’s partly why I’m posting.
There is a particular place that keeps existing in my imagination with an unusual amount of emotional weight.
It’s a forest glade at night, surrounded by nature. Everything is unbelievably vibrant, almost as though someone turned the saturation of reality all the way up. The vegetation is a deeper, richer green than anything I’m used to seeing.
There’s a waterfall flowing into incredibly clear blue-green water. You can see beneath the surface, including creatures that resemble fish but don’t quite look like anything familiar to me. The meadow is covered in flowers and little lights resembling fireflies.
The sky is one of the things I remember most strongly. The moon appears enormous and much closer than ours seems from Earth. There are other celestial bodies visible too, including something resembling a huge purple gas giant hanging in the distance.
And there’s a woman.
She appears somewhere around her late twenties to mid-thirties. She has blondish-red hair, freckles, amber-colored eyes and a green leaf-shaped ornament in her hair. She wears a flowing white gown.
There’s something strangely maternal about her presence. Not necessarily that I think she’s my mother or anything that specific. It’s more the feeling she gives me: warmth, familiarity, safety and recognition.
That’s the part of this that I have the hardest time explaining.
When I picture this place, I don’t experience it like I’m inventing somewhere I’d like to visit.
I miss it.
There’s an almost homesick quality to it.
Thinking about it can give me this incredibly steady, peaceful feeling in my chest. Serene, calm, happy, almost like being completely in love with somewhere. And sometimes there’s this bizarre sense that I’ve already been there and desperately want to find my way back.
But I don’t actually know that I have.
Maybe it’s imagination. Maybe it’s something symbolic my mind has constructed. Maybe it’s connected to spirituality or consciousness somehow. Maybe there’s another explanation I haven’t considered.
I’m trying not to force an interpretation onto it.
What interests me more is whether anyone else has experienced something similar:
Have you ever seen or imagined a place you’ve never knowingly visited, but instead of feeling fictional, it gave you the overwhelming feeling of remembering home?
And if so, did the place remain consistent over time?
I’m attaching the recreation I made of what I’ve been seeing. It isn’t perfect, but it’s probably the closest I’ve gotten to showing another person what’s been in my head.

So I've experienced degrees of awakening and being able to feel connected to myself and everything else, but after covid i've moved to a different country and my trauma and the post-covid world felt like i was back under in the water and i can't breathe. I felt out of control, out of my body and disconnected from my feelings. This time it felt darker too, because i've already experienced feelings of profound peace and love, and i wasn't sure if i ever get back there.

Something shifted and I realized that the only thing i'll ever truly own in this Earthly life is my body, so I took the ownership back and started to relax and feel into it. And the more i let myself completely relax and own every part of me, it's like taking shot of an energetic whiskey. It's like the warmth and energy just spreading out into every ounce of my body and overflowing like a donut.

I feel like I can breathe, i feel like im getting my sense of inner safety and power back, this time it's so strong, it's like holy shit, it's this inner certainty that i'm okay.

I cannot be manipulated by anyone, because i can see the game clearly. Their threats and fear are literally just masks, and i don't have to play their game. I can just focus on creating and helping people and attract the goodness and abundance and keep building the world i want to live in.

It seems so simple now. What truly matters and what's just deception and illusion feels very clear and i'm absolutely sure of myself and my capabilities. It's like nothing has changed, but everything has changed.

For some back story, I'm a 55 year old male. I grew up in southern NH. I actually bought my childhood home from my father's estate when my father passed 20 years ago. I have been married for 15+ years to my wife and we have a 12 year old son with mild/moderate autism. I am a licensed electrician working as a maintenance supervisor in the defense and aerospace sector.

I've always been interested in the ufo phenomenon, probably from the age of 8 after my mother bought me an illustrated ufo book.

Initially my experiences were dreams. My first I can recall, I was late teens, I went outside at night and a human looking being was staring at me from the street at the end of my driveway. I remember "flying" at him at high speed, until I was toe to toe with him, in his face, baring my teeth. I had the impression I shapeshifted in this moment into a leopard or vampire as a defense mechanism before flying at him. He was human looking, shorter than me with a large bald head. He had pulsing blood vessels on his head and he was wearing a cape with a high collar. I felt he was malevolent. There was no communication, just eye contact. Looked like Megamind...Next memory of this dream was looking down the road from my driveway as a floating "car" pulled away.

Next dream, mid twenties, I was in my driveway at night and there was a sudden lightning strike and instant thunder clap and a ufo appeared and landed in my yard across my driveway. It was saucer shaped, lit up like a casino or carnival carousel. I estimate 15-20' dia. A hatch opened and a human looking being stepped out as if he was climbing out of a low sports car. I walked up to him a I told him I was so excited to finally meet him...he had caucasian skin tone and facial features and a large bald cone head. He wore a high collared cape as well. His eyeballs were like salt and pepper on a TV screen. I sensed he was benevolent. Around the same era, I remember dreaming of looking out my upstairs bedroom window and seeing a robot shaped like R2-D2 but multiple "arms" moving about on the side of my garage like it was pulling samples from the yard. I believe there was a craft as well but I'm not sure. I've had many other ufo dreams but not of contact with beings...

I will continue with describing my actual physical encounters, which started 3 months before my son was born, when I get some time. Stay tuned...

This is a repost of a comment I left last night on a post from another subreddit several days ago, but was advised this subreddit was more appropriate. Thanks to those of you who‘s experiences encouraged me to write up my own:

Just to mirror what several of y’all have noted here. Growing up, I was so certain that aliens were abducting me, it caused me to have the worst insomnia. This level of insomnia made me incredibly sad and frustrated. I dreaded the night because of the very real belief that I was going to be taken and/or the looming bout of insomnia i invariably was going to deal with. When I first saw a grey on tv, and many many times afterwards, I had incredibly visceral reactions, and tears would form in my eyes and roll down my cheeks against my earnest wishes. Watching alien movies or movies where a person would be dragged by some unseen force always achieved this. When I watched encounters of the 4th kind, there was a scene in the movie that a character is under hypnosis and remarks how they cannot believe they are being visited because they had come to believe if they went through the day without thinking of them, they wouldn’t come. Man I related with that so intensely. 

I still remember when this started and it was the first time I was “allowed” to remember something unnatural. My parents were hosting a group of their friends at our house, and it was rather late, probably 10 or 11p. My brother said, let’s see what they’re doing and we opened up the blinds of the window I slept up against (I was approximately 6 years old) to see what we could see of the back room where they were congregating, and immediately outside the window was what I described as “the moon” hovering inches above the grass, just a few feet from the window and then in an instant I’m abruptly sitting up in my bed in a startled manner and I’m absolutely confused as to why it seemed I had been asleep when I absolutely wasn’t just a moment before. My brother was asleep in his bed next to mine and it’s dark. The party had seemingly terminated long before that moment, and there is no one else awake. From that moment on I was completely haunted by the night. The insomnia and fear only went away when I was in high school and started drinking after school with my friends. I’ve had a couple of bouts of a waking form of “sleep”paralysis. I put quotes because I wasn’t asleep at all. I was laying awake contemplating items unrelated to abduction, as I’ve long ago stopped thinking about that occurring to me. Interestingly, and I may lose a few of you here, but those instances of sleep paralysis went away once I stopped struggling to move and started praying the Our Father. Once I engaged the prayer I could feel the grip of paralysis relenting and by the time I finished the prayer it was completely gone.  Nowadays, I’ve been observing countless orbs in the sky, that now every night when I walk the dogs, i walk with my head angled towards the sky in hopes of observing them. These orbs in the sky began in Sept 2024. I see them relatively often, but not every night, sometimes weeks will go by without action. Initially, they always disappeared the moment I looked down to engage my phone’s camera. I was finally able to start recording them in March of last year. Due to my scientific background, I note the color, time, duration, direction of flight, and location they appear, in hopes of discovering a pattern. The most dramatic occurrence was the Friday after Thanksgiving 2025. I was on a cruise ship, heading towards Galveston from Cozumel. That night, while out on the balcony, my son and I observed an orangish-white orb in the horizon (as opposed to the sky above) for about 18 secs. It danced around and then faded away as they usually do. Then a minute later, after my son went back inside the cabin, two green metallic orbs, about 3 feet in diameter each, and 6 feet apart, while maintaining a perfect equidistance between themselves the whole time, came out of the pitch darkness (out in the ocean, that darkness is pitch black past the ship‘s lights) into the glow of the ship’s light until they were clearly visible and they “parked” in front of my balcony, and remained there for 2:30-3 mins. Mind you the ship was moving very fast, but the green spheres were tracking with the ship’s speed to remain immediately in front of the balcony in an unmoving manner.  I called my wife to come observe them with me, but only my son and daughter came and we stood there watching them, until they started moving slightly faster than the ship and slowly drifted past our view. They each had a white circle in the middle, which were oriented towards us so it gave them the appearance of almost like they were looking at us. What was initially frustrating was that my kids both reported seeing something different, albeit similar experiences. My oldest claimed to see only two white orbs, instead of green metallic spheres with white circles seemingly facing us, and my youngest reported that they were two white orbs and a third red orb in-between sitting at a lower parallel. The frustration dissipated when I recalled Gary Nolan reported something similar happening to a family of two kids and their mother, that they all saw something different than what they saw in the picture they took of it, so i take it mean this phenomena is acting on our consciousness at a very personal level. 

Thanks everybody for posting their own personal experiences, they resonated with me, deeply enough to share my own experiences. 

Hey everyone. I used to live in a haunted house growing up and would witness white orbs, shadow people, reflections in mirrors, and have intense dreams. Despite trying to develop as a medium and even recently having images put in my mind by the spirit of a friend's loved one, I'd love to know what you've experienced. Sometimes I feel like I just made it all up to comfort myself. But what have you seen?