VII - Jane

Most abductees have always been aware of strange events in their lives: odd lights, unaccountable time gaps, unknown figures in the night, extending back into childhood. They may not have been aware of UFOs and aliens, at least by those terms, but they knew mysterious things had occurred.

In Jane’s case, however, her consciously recalled experiences with the unknown didn’t begin until 1992. Since that time, she has witnessed almost every typical detail of the abduction situation-a life’s worth of experiences in less than two years. And with all the events so recent, her situation offered an excellent opportunity for research. She was eager to share information after our initial contact, and she genuinely wanted to understand this mysterious new puzzle in her life.

Born in 1943, Jane has Irish, English, German, French, Creek, Cherokee, and Apache ancestry. She is a sixth-generation Texan residing in the central hill country. Jane was a nurse for many years, until arthritis prevented her from working, and she has also been a journalist, photographer, and a vocational archaeologist. She is divorced, with no children, and lives with several dogs, including her favorite buddy, “XZ,” in a rural setting near a large city. Compact, independent, and perky, Jane enjoys sky-watching and music, including voice recitals.

In addition to her professional talents, Jane has also demonstrated psychic abilities.

“I was tested for over two years on a regular basis,” she reported, “by two research foundations in San Antonio... for psychic abilities.”

Among them were telepathy, precognition, psychokinesis, remote viewing, and clairvoyance, with the tests showing positive results. And since the UFO activity had started, her psychic senses seemed to have increased.

“Lately my psychic abilities have intensified to the point that it’s hard for me to be around groups any length of time,” she said, “without feeling mentally ‘assaulted and battered’.”

These abilities may be part of the reason why Jane’s flashes of memories have come so often while she has been conscious, rather than only through dreams.

Her UFO involvement began in the summer of 1992 with a multiple-witness sighting, and a number of strange events soon followed.

“Something deep and profound has been occurring to me since July ‘92,” she said in our first correspondence. “If you ask me if I’ve been abducted I have to honestly say I have no absolute memory per se. I can only point to my scars and say I think something has happened but I cannot remember, only flashes of things, and I’m not sure I can trust the flashes.”

Like Polly and several others, Jane was not eager to claim abductee status, nor that her experiences would be confirmed as ‘absolutely’ real by an outside observer. In fact, she made no claims at all about what these events and the alien agenda might be, but she did hope to find answers. And when she realized the possible implications of several events, Jane approached the phenomenon from an investigative point of view.

This involved keeping scrupulous journal entries, not only of sightings, flashbacks, dreams, and odd events, but also of her physical and emotional responses to these things. She filed sightings reports with the local MUFON group and hosted several parties of sky watchers on the property. Further, Jane attempted on many occasions to photograph the UFOs, as well as the helicopters and odd planes - sometimes invisible ones, however - which over flew her home.

From these research records and my investigation, the following account emerged, showing the presence of an abduction history. In Jane’s case, several things are noteworthy. For one, the frequency of her UFO sightings is well above that of the typical abductee, and several of them were multiply witnessed or photographed. Also, while Jane has not recalled a conscious full-blown encounter, most of her memories have come from conscious flashbacks rather than dreams. Her dreams, by the way, are vivid and frequently recalled, but they seem only occasionally to contain alien-related information, and this is usually in a screened form. Finally, Jane’s experiences have involved a number of telepathic communications and sudden “knowings” of messages or information.

She marks the date of her involvement from the August sighting, but for a couple of months before this, Jane sensed something different in her environment. She said she felt as if she were being watched, and thinking in normal terms that the watchers were human, she became very cautious and alert. For a while she resorted to carrying a gun, so certain was she of an unseen presence.

And then she saw the UFO on August 12, 1992, with a witness, and her reality began to shatter.

“Since it was during the Perseid meteor shower and my mom had never seen one,” Jane said, “we decided to get up at 4 a.m. at the height of the shower to get a good show. We didn’t really see many meteors, but we stayed out even though it was disappointing.

“At about 5:30 I saw a white bright light doing odd maneuvers in the sky overhead. I called Mom’s attention to it, and then we watched a spectacular UFO show by first one, then two lights, for about fifteen minutes, until daylight. Mom and I were amazed by what we’d seen and talked about it all day.”

The lights were round and white, one brighter than the other, and there was no sound. The first light cavorted constantly, making rapid figure-eight, circular, and L-shaped patterns. When the second, larger light showed up, the two objects raced toward each other. The first one blinked to a stop and the second one circled around it. Then they made a series of fast movements, “like two flies flying in circles around each other.”

They separated for a while, each engaged in its own aerial maneuvers, until the second object departed to the west. The first object remained in sight, flying in various patterns, until the rising sun obscured its light.

Jane was excited by the event and thought about it frequently for a few days, but then, as she told me,

“After a while life took over and it was pushed to the back burner until October 1.”

Her sister came to visit that evening, and when Jane mentioned that bats had been coming to catch bugs around the outdoor light, they went out to watch them.

“It was barely dark, and the bats were active,” Jane said, “when we saw a very bright white light coming fast and low toward us from the west. It went directly over without a sound, turned slightly southeast, went a short way, and blinked out. We never saw a shape of any sort attached to the light. And we saw three more lights doing impossible maneuvers that night.”

This second sighting of anomalous aerial activity seriously puzzled Jane, and through a magazine article she obtained the phone number for MUFON, Mutual UFO Network. She was put in touch with a local MUFON group and received a form to report her sightings. Shortly afterward, Jane joined the organization and began to read about the subject.

Through the books and articles, she learned not only about UFO sightings but also about the abduction phenomenon.

“It was the reading,” she said, “that helped me realize that maybe something was happening to me. I had had many of the same odd things happen to me that I was reading about. It wasn’t until November 3 that I made a list of the odd things that had happened since July. The list frightened me because it had too many classic signs. And I kept having a gut feeling that something had happened.”

One particular item on the list was especially suspicious, as it involved a time gap. Planning to drive into town with her friend Brenda to see some friends perform in a band, Jane left her house just before 7 p.m. on October 30 to make the fifteen-minute drive.

“I was just a short way down the road from my house,” Jane described, “when an owl came flying directly at my windshield. I thought it was going to crash into the glass, but at the last minute it just curved smoothly over the top of the car without contact. I had never had that happen and was glad it didn’t hit me. I continued on my way and got to Brenda’s. She met me at the door, worried and asked if anything was wrong. I said, ‘No, why?’

“She said that I was late, and she had called the house and left a message on my phone machine. She was worried because I was usually early, and it was late enough that she thought maybe I’d had a wreck or something. I was really surprised to find out that it was 7:50 p.m. I couldn’t account for the time loss because I should have been there by 7:10 or 7:15 at the latest.”

The whole thing made no sense, for Jane went back through the trip mentally several times and could not find any reason for the thirty-to-forty-five minute delay, not even a moment out of sequence.

“But something didn’t feel right,” she said. “I think it worked on my subconscious, because it was three days later that I made the list of all the curious things that had been happening since July.”

Ten days later, Jane began keeping a daily journal of events. She woke up that morning with a bloody nose, sore throat, and large bruises on her arm for which she couldn’t account. She had not been aware of anything unusual, other than a vague sense of some activity. Many of the oddities she’d noted were too ambiguous to give her proof of any abductions or alien involvement in her life. But the UFO sightings were real, that much felt certain, and they continued to recur.

The very next one, in fact, was even preceded by an announcement of sorts. At 3 p.m. on December 1, Jane suddenly received a communication, a very clear message that the UFOs would show up that night for her to photograph. She was given explicit instructions to clean her lens and put new batteries in the camera.

“I’ll get my camera and they’ll show as a sign for me,” she noted in her journal, “I feel it strongly.”

At 5:30 she prepared, with a pallet, binoculars, the camera, and warm clothing. At 6:40, the UFO appeared. Jane quickly snapped five photos. One of them turned out well, showing a large single light of which the back portion appears wider than the front. It wasn’t as good as she hoped, but good enough to make her determined to shoot more photos, since the UFOs seemed to be showing up rather frequently. And after the fulfillment of the telepathic communication’s promise, Jane couldn’t help but feel that the mysterious phenomenon of lights in the sky wasn’t a random occurrence. This seemed to have a connection to her.

The next day, December 2, when she returned home from voice lessons, Jane entered the house and discovered an unrecognizable odor permeating the air. She described it as “acrid, strong, heavy, sharp, pungent, and tangy,” unrelated to food or smoke odors, and unlike anything she’d ever smelled. Its source was never located.

That night, Jane witnessed another anomalous light. This one was not in the sky, but rather low to the ground and very close to her house. It was shortly after midnight, and she had turned off the light for the night.

“I was lying quietly on my back, thinking,” Jane said, “and my blinds were open. Shortly, just beyond the trees, I saw a flashing blue light. I saw it at the top of my cedar tree, and then it dropped down to the level of the window cross panes. Dogs all around began barking-mine didn’t, they lay asleep-and I thought, They’re here! My whole body tingled, and my mid-section welled up with something. I watched and didn’t see anything else for a few minutes. Then I saw a ‘light bulb flash’ to the right and then left of the window.”

Her drawing shows an intermittent light spiraling downward, moving from one side to the other in the window.

Inexplicably -or perhaps not- Jane didn’t get up to check on the situation. Instead, she instantly fell asleep. “I was awake one minute-the next, asleep,” her journal notes. “I guess I was scared.”

Two and a half hours later, at 3:40 a.m. on December 3, Jane woke up. She felt instantly awake and alert, as if she hadn’t been asleep at all, and stayed up the rest of the night. Around 6 a.m., Jane happened to look at her back and was surprised to see two fresh scratches on her left shoulder and a scratch and a welt on the left one. She also noticed as the day went on that she was having difficulty discerning right and left directions, something that had never happened to her before. This lasted two weeks, as did an almost total loss of short-term memory.

At 7:15 a.m. the house was shaken and vibrated by the loud noise of a helicopter. It flew toward the south, lingered momentarily by the side of the house, and then continued on.

Jane was surprised by the helicopter, because even though there had been an unusual number of them flying over her house since the first UFO sighting, she hadn’t seen one in several days. The last one’s arrival had coincided with a UFO, she realized, just as this one showed up only hours after the blue light’s appearance. She wondered if she were imagining connections that didn’t exist, if her increasingly agitated, disoriented, and frightened state of mind was clouding her logic.

But the nervous feelings continued, even though she tried to explain them away.

"The strobe light scares me because there was no sound,” she noted in the journal, “and the light was too close not to hear if it was a plane or ‘copter. It was a silent light.”

A silent light, preceded by an unknown acrid odor, followed immediately by a sudden loss of consciousness, and in conjunction with unexplained scratches, body marks, and disorientation. All that were missing were the memories.

On the evening of December 4, Jane found another unexplained injury, a quarter-sized bruise on her right hand. Examining the rest of her body, she also noticed a new addition to a pattern of marks which had been showing up on her forearm. They included two circles and two lines in a V-shape, and now there was also a “cut-line” connected to the larger circle as well as a small red dot near the other circle.

The closing lines of her journal entry for that day include a very intriguing final line:

“Felt better after I talked to S.L. and I laughed and laughed tonight. I needed it. I feel good, up. I’m not so afraid to see them now. I feel a lot has been connected in my mind.”

Two nights later, Jane recorded a curious dream which occurred between 11 p.m. when she went to bed and 1:30 a.m. when she awoke. On the surface, nothing about it seemed related to any of these previous events, but an examination of several details shows a possible screen memory or screened new event.

“A group of women arrived at my house for a ‘birthday’ party,” she noted in the journal. “They seemed familiar but didn’t know any of them from ‘real life.’ They were purposeful and quietly determined. We did some [unremembered] things in a small house. I stayed mostly in the ‘bedroom.’ I was disagreeable after a while and they were put out with me. One of them I knew better, and she was the leader. They were about as tall as I. I don’t remember spoken words. At one point I was real disagreeable and tussled with them. They left me in the bedroom and conferred together in the kitchen.

“Finally they came out and said they had to go. They began to leave as a group, and I felt bad about what I’d done and asked them to reconsider. They said no and looked put-out. They began to leave, and I watched them go sadly and relieved, too. The leader did all the communicating.”

Jane enclosed a number of words in quotation marks, as if to suggest that they weren’t what they seemed to be, including “birthday,” “real life,” and “bedroom.” Do they suggest that the purpose of the group’s visit was not her birthday, that they might be familiar from experiences that weren’t part of Jane’s normal life, and that the room was not a bedroom?

The group’s demeanor is not festive, but rather “purposeful” and quiet. No one speaks but the leader-a curious term for a social visitor. She didn’t remember her activities with the group in the bedroom, nor why she was “disagreeable” and resistant. Whatever occurred was clearly not a party game. And finally, her feelings about them when they prepare to depart are strangely ambiguous.

If these visitors, events, and emotions are put into abduction terms, the parallel is obvious: A group of vaguely familiar visitors arrive and interact with a person in a small enclosure. The interactions are disagreeable to the person, who feels resistant. Only one of the group, the leader, communicates with the person. When the visitors leave, the person has confused emotions and cannot recall all the details of the interaction.

Given these parallels, it may well be that Jane’s dream images screened an actual alien encounter. Five days later, however, on December 9, she had a conscious perception of unknown visitors. She awoke from a dream around 5:30 a.m. and realized she was hearing “voices and faint music” downstairs in the living room.

She listened in surprise, but abruptly the noises ceased.

“Then I could hear someone walking away from the bed toward the stairs and down them,” she wrote. ‘The sound was a loud ‘blue jeans rub’ between the thighs of a man. I listened for several moments when suddenly I caught the black outline of a man slipping past my window. He had a faint light outlining him. He was tallish and in a hurry. He was just a quick flicker and then gone. I was paralyzed with fear. I tried to reach for my gun, but I couldn’t move! I tried so hard, but I was so scared I couldn’t move. When I looked at the window, I could move then, and everything was okay.”

This intrusion marked the end of a series of events that had begun with the silent blue light near Jane’s house. Other possible UFO sightings continued to occur, not always with concomitant odd activity. She watched two nocturnal lights fly in an arched path on January 9,1993, for instance, and three lights going in opposite directions on April 10.

“The lights would fade in, travel slowly, and then fade out or disappear,” she wrote in her journal. “I saw two bright, golden streaking meteors, plus a huge bright flash through the trees southwest of my house. Seemed to be in the woods.”

And then on May 16, Jane had a spectacular UFO sighting that was witnessed not only by her mother, who was visiting, but also by several people all around the area of a large lake. That evening, Jane received a phone call from one of the local MUFON members who told her that she’d gotten a report of a triangular UFO near Jane’s location. She asked if Jane would go outside and have a look.

Immediately Jane ran out and spotted a light in the sky toward the lake, alternating or rotating with red, green, amber, and white lights. Her mother stepped out and also saw the object, which hovered for about ten minutes before drifting off to the north.

Jane was distracted by her mother for a few minutes, and when she looked back to the west, the light was gone. Disappointed, she stood there a while wishing it would come back so she could make a better observation. Within minutes, unbelievably, the triangular craft reappeared, floating low overhead with a soft humming sound and a whoosh of air as it passed. The lights showed different colors this time, with four white lights down its sides, a big white light on the front, and a blinking red light. As it turned out, there were quite a few witnesses.

A local weekly newspaper reported the sighting in its May 20 edition with a front-page story. The UFO was described as “rainbow-colored” and was seen between 9 and 10 p.m. A couple of hours later, the UFO had returned, or perhaps a different craft, because the police started getting reports around midnight of an object with orange, blue, and white lights which appeared to descend or land in a field. Whatever Jane had been seeing, others had seen things, too, and she had no doubt of the UFO’s reality.

Nor could she ignore the weird external events and oddities that had been occurring since her first sighting in the summer of 1992. The list of these events reads like a litany of peripheral abduction activity. To begin with, not only did she see the anomalous flying lights, Jane also occasionally witnessed smaller, closer, more personal displays. Sometimes they were nearby in the woods, and sometimes even closer, as in the instance where two bright lights “zipped” between Jane and a friend with her on a sky watch.

Bizarre electrical disturbances recurred, such as a radio suddenly turning itself on, a television turning off, and a broken ceiling light turning on by itself, after five months of not working. Jane also had strange phone activity over these months. She received silent calls and numerous wrong-number calls of a suspicious nature, and her answering machine behaved oddly. Additionally, she noted a number of time discrepancies.

There were many unexplained noises in the house that had not been present before, loud pops, pings, and creaks out of the ordinary, as well as humming and buzzing noises and strange clicking sounds on occasion. Outside of the house, loud helicopters started flying overhead at odd times of the day and night. When Jane reported this activity to the local UFO study group, the pattern changed for a while, and instead of helicopters she witnessed a variety of planes now buzzing the property, including invisible ones.

Several times Jane awoke with her panties inside out, even though she is certain she didn’t remove them. Also, she woke up once with her sleeping shirt inside out. And she has found blood on her pillow in addition to in her ear and nose, without any injury to account for these instances.

But there have been injuries at other times, mostly insignificant yet inexplicable in everyday terms.

“I’ve had numerous unexplained odd bruises on my legs and arms,” she told me, “and odd scratch whelps on my back. Right this moment, I have a bruise under my right eye that wasn’t there yesterday and small round bruises on my right thigh on the inside.”

Jane has also had a number of “puncture” marks in various places, including at one point several punctures inside her mouth and on her breast. Sometimes the marks appeared after a suspected encounter or strange dream, but not always, and there were usually only a very few of them at a time.

But on one occasion, after a vivid daytime dream of seeing a Gray, Jane found a number of body marks.

“Saw a Gray coming through a door with light behind him,” she wrote in her journal. “I wasn’t afraid. I was waiting in a dark room. Light behind him obscured his front features. He didn’t seem to have elbows. He lifted his left arm and instead of [it bending at the elbow], his arm “S-ed” to lift. No elbow used. His hands were oversized with a covering. Seems like he had a willowy neck. His entire body was willowy, slender, slight, and fragile-looking, grayish color as best as I could see.”

Jane remembered no activity in the dream, only seeing the Gray. But that same day she discovered an extraordinary number of new marks all over her body. From her calves to her shoulders, Jane and a friend counted and photographed ten scratches, thirteen bruises, five scraped or scooped areas, two punctures, and an equilateral triangle of three dots. These appear to have been very recent, because eight parallel, claw-like welts on her shoulders faded away during the morning hours.

For Jane, the UFO sightings and the physical marks were hard, believable evidence, things that could be photographed to show that something unusual was going on in her life. She had no photos, however, of the UFOs’ occupants nor of whoever or whatever had caused the body marks. What she did have were flashback memories, sudden conscious images of scenes in which she was with aliens. They were brief and incomplete, but tantalizingly evocative of many more unrecalled events.

Once, she suddenly “saw” herself lying on her back, in a dark, dense atmosphere.

“Little hands are beneath me,” she said, “and I’m moving softly through the air.”

She felt panicked, unable to respond, and then the memory clicked off. In another, Jane recalled being with four aliens, fighting them as they carried her away, and being told of some impending event.

One sudden memory showed her on a table with four Grays around her, one of them tinkering with a square box to which hoses were attached that ran up to the ceiling. Another scenario involved the aliens taking sample scrapings from her fingernails, which they telepathically explained as a test “to check for pollution.”

Two of the flashbacks concerned events in a round room. In the first one, she saw a white, curved desk and a group of seven beings with long hair and white robes seated behind it. The being in the center held a brilliantly lit globe in front of its face, and the features of the other six were indistinct.

The second event, a telepathic communication, came in a flash just after Jane had heard a weird humming noise on her porch. A scene came into her mind, of the inside of a craft which was sparsely furnished and illuminated by a lemony colored light. Three Grays were present, one of whom was dressed in a long robe and another who was busy with control-like equipment on the wall.

Jane began to pick up telepathic communication then, hearing Activate, activate, activate repeatedly. This was followed by the names of certain towns and areas in Texas, including the Panhandle, Big Bend, Gonzales, Llano, and the Louisiana-Texas border.

While the images continued in her mind, the humming noise on the porch grew louder and followed her inside, where the implanted vision continued. One of the Grays turned as if to look at Jane with an expression of “parental amusement.”

Some of her dreams, as noted earlier, seemed to contain scenes and information that could be related to possible alien experiences, although they were usually in screened form. A few of the dreams, about impending disasters and UFOs landing either to invade, monitor, or rescue humans, are common among abductees. Also common are dreams about sickly babies, acts of telekinesis and levitation, and strange people’s faces very close to one’s own. Jane has had all of these dreams.

Her most impressive UFO dream occurred in the wee hours of December 31, 1992, and, like so many abductees’ “dreams,” this one proved to be the memory of a very real event. Jane’s journal entry for that day began with her noticing a new mark on her body around 8:30 am. It was a straight, “grooved” line over 1-1/2 inches long on top of her shinbone near the ankle.

Then she described the dream.

“Had vivid! dream,” she noted, “with extraordinary! auditory and clear images, during the night... between 3:00 and 5:15 a.m. I dreamed I was walking outside when an extraordinary buzz-hum began. The sound was loud, riveting, and pervaded through my body, throwing me into a ‘void or mental isolation.’ The sound seeped into my ‘ordinary’ consciousness...a powerful sound.

“I looked up, and a huge, gray, metal [saucer-like] spaceship dropped straight down from the clouds on my right,” Jane continued. “I sat down on a ‘mesa’ cross-legged as it sank to earth. As I looked at it, it changed to a sphere on four legs with strange marks on it.

“Shortly thereafter, it lifted straight up and then began a curved flight in front of me and circled to my left. I yelled, ‘Hello, hello’ and it swooped in to look at me. Its force field was a tremendous, pushing, pressure against my body and was pushing me over, and I started to fall off the mesa.

“I asked it to ‘move away, I can’t keep my balance,’ and it came right up to my face in front of my eyes. I began to fall. ‘Don’t let me fall, don’t let me fall,’ I pleaded. I sensed it caught me, and I lost consciousness and blacked out in my dream!

“I woke up at 5:15 a.m. panting hard. I could still hear that powerful sound. I’ll never forget it or the extraordinary sensation. Somehow, I know that that is what they really sound like. The dream seemed real, more real than I want to admit. I’ve never had a dream like that! Never. So clear and lucid.”

Seven months later, Jane decided to undergo regressive hypnosis to explore some of her strange memories and experiences. In the first session she recalled a hitherto-unremembered event from childhood, and in the second session she examined the UFO dream.

Once she was in a trance state, Jane didn’t describe the onset of the “dream” as she’d recalled it. Instead, she said she was on the bed but got up and walked away because the powerful sound was hurting her ears.

“And then I go back and sit on the bed,” she said, “I’m sitting cross-legged, and it drops in the room. The sound, it’s a real thing. It’s got hold of me. Vibrating.”

When asked about how the globe came into the room, Jane began crying and described an entirely different scene.

“They’re standing in front of me,” she said, describing a group of human-looking men. “They’re in white clothes, and very tall. They’re watching my reactions. I’m standing barefoot on a cold, shiny floor. The sound’s coming in my chest, a vibrating sound they’re all making. They’re all looking at me intently. They’re tall and pale.”

When the hypnotist asked if she knew them as friends, Jane said,

“They’re not enemies. They’re talking, telling me their energy’s going in it [the vibrating sound]. That I’m anointed. That whatever hard times may come, to have courage. That there would be times when I most need the shell to protect me. But I have to learn to help build it. And that not even the most solid shell could help protect from some of the stuff, but it would do me well to at least attempt it.... And that I will be frightened at times, but that fear is transitory and that it doesn’t really hurt me.... Oh,” she said suddenly, “but now I have to go in the other room! The doors open up funny and disappear. The room’s so bright!”

Jane then described a brilliant “room made of light” that felt like a “cocoon.” She sat and was “studied” by one of the tall, pale men. This one had light hair, although the others had hair of various jewel-like colors. They mentally discussed the things she “knows” but cannot access consciously. He told her that the knowledge would “come” to Jane when she was “ready,” explaining that,

“each energy has to be built up, strengthened, before it can withstand the whole thing. It has to be adjusted to move in different ways of coping and seeing, and that’s not easy because there are clumps of resistance in all of us.”

When asked if this unexpected scenario was related to the dream of the UFO and the desert-like mesa incident with which the regression had begun, Jane said that it was, although she didn’t make that connection clear.

"The tan world is a representation of reality,” she said, “and the different subtle shadings show how they could each fade into one another to make a whole, but yet are different. It is an actual place, yet it’s a representation and symbolic. It is within our grasp. We can reach it. I went there with help.”

Jane described the UFO as a device making “an observation” of her.

“My ability to break out of the somnambulism and to speak shows my strength, and they were pleased,” she said. ‘They [the tall beings] came in then to escort me out of it because I had shown that I could be strong enough.”

“Were you aware of being in the tan dream in your physical body?” the hypnotist asked, and Jane said she was.

“If someone had come to your house and looked in,” the hypnotist persisted, “you would not have been there in your physical form?”

“I don’t know,” she replied. “I was really there, it was real. My body was there.”

Not much more was elicited about the UFO dream in the regression. But in Jane’s first hypnosis session she remembered a series of events in rather detailed clarity. This abduction occurred when she was a young child staying with her grandmother, and her first awareness of something strange was seeing her “Nannie” collapse on the ground outside while hanging up the laundry. Suddenly, Jane felt that she was being watched and turned to see a group of four or five entities coming toward her.

When she asked why they were there, she was told, Don’t worry, you’ll be all right. And the beings escorted her toward the barn.

“What does your friend look like?” the hypnotist asked. “Is he as tall as you? Taller?”

“Just a little,” she replied. “He’s yellow.”

Jane’s memory of the following events was patchy and confused. She thought the main entity led her into the barn where she was placed in something like a “bucket” and swung around. After this, she recalled being physically examined, helped down naked from a table, and taken into a different room by the “friend” with “dark, slanted eyes.”

“It’s round and bright, bare,” Jane described. “I see colors, just colors. The top is blue, dark royal blue. It’s a pretty, blue ceiling. The floor tickles my feet, tingly. We walk through the room and come to where all the animals are.”

When asked more about the animals, including a deer which she pets, she suddenly skipped to a scene of her crying beside Nannie again, still immobile slumped over the clothes basket. Once Jane was calmed down from this, the hypnotist took her back through the entire scenario. This time, Jane could see more about the examination and other details.

“When the bucket stops moving, where are you?” she was asked.

‘They help me out and sit me on the table,” Jane said. “It’s the table. I’ve always been good before. Why are you crying so much? I don’t know. He says I’ll get over that. I won’t feel so bad, when I get older.”

“What won’t feel so bad?”

“Their coming, their visits. It’s so kind. They look at the right side and the left side. They lay me down, pick up my legs one at a time. It tickles. They pull my toes. And rub their hands up my sides and say, Turn, so I turn.”

The exam continued, in which Jane was “poked” with an instrument that reminded her of “chapstick.” Then she was taken into the colorful room and from there to a third location.

“We go into the room with all the green, it’s so pretty,” she described. “I see big plants and animals and colors, too, of flowers and beautiful trees. I see rabbits, and I see a deer, and a bird, and...uh, oh, oh, down there in the water!”

“What water?”

“There’s water, a lot of water. It’s like a huge swimming pool. Something’s swimming in the water, but I want to see the deer. I walk over, I see its eyes. It’s white.”

“What about the water?” the hypnotist asked, because Jane had turned away from that image very nervously.

“I know what’s in there, and I don’t want to look!” Jane resisted. “I don’t want to look!

“You don’t have to look,” the hypnotist reassured her, but the image was already clear.

“I don’t know what it is. Its head is real big, it’s green,” Jane said apprehensively, and then in a panic she shouted, “Oh! Oh! Ow, it’s got me! Ooohhh! It has me by the neck! Ow! Let me go! Oh, oh! My ear! My ear hurts now!”

Jane was so upset by the recollection that after she had regained a calmer state of mind the session was brought to a close.

Afterward, she described the water creature as having a long neck and some sort of “knobs” on its head. Something painful happened to her ear, and then the creature disappeared back into the water. She remembered nothing more, until the entities took her back to her grandmother, who then recovered consciousness.

To date, whenever she has tried to read the transcripts of both regressions, she becomes so physically and emotionally upset that she cannot do it. But these are fairly mundane events within the abduction scenario, and her overreaction may come from events which are still suppressed in her memory.

Far more pleasant, or at least acceptable, have been the telepathic communications and “knowings” that have come to Jane without the aliens being present. The very first message came on November 25, 1992, from which she recorded, “I have suddenly understood that I must give myself to the Awakening. I understood this as if it were being told to me. There is a strong sense of urgency. I must respect my mother and all other things. To not hurt things, to live and let live. The time will come when they will present themselves to me in my reality. Won’t be long. As angels they are in the mists of our mind. Give myself to the awakening. Do things in a good and calm matter, and everything will be okay.”

The second message, on December 1, gave instructions and warned her to prepare to photograph the UFOs, which showed up as promised.

On April 22, 1993, she had another revelation.

“I ‘understand’ I’m to get all my notes together for Karla and her work,” she wrote. “What I have will be very helpful to her and is to be given freely as she asks. I’m to make special efforts to share all with her. She is very important as a voice that will introduce increased realization throughout the world. She is one of many who introduce the awareness to awakening.”

The next message, on June 8, concerned something for which Jane felt she was being prepared or taught.

“I understand if I meditate on my prayer list for healing at least once a day, then I will be shown results,” she recorded. “That is the next step in my progression of activation. How far it will go will be determined by my level of discipline, passion, desire, and will.”

On June 27, Jane woke from a dream about UFOs, but she couldn’t recall any details. She did recall, however, coming to partial consciousness in the midst of the dream and trying to retain its details for later when she would be awake. But all she could remember was the briefest scene.

“At one point I was standing looking at myself, and another time myself was behind me,” she wrote that morning.

But the notes were interrupted just then as a sudden realization came into her mind. It wasn’t exactly the same as when the previous “communications” occurred, but it felt akin to that.

“All of a sudden I can remember the dream lesson given to me last night,” Jane said. “It was illustrated and demonstrated to me the truth that I am truly a spiritual being animating a body. I am something separate from the body. The body is a tool, and I am entrapped in it. But I can separate from the body before death, and have done it many times, without conscious knowledge. I am a pure spiritual being when without the body, and I will be again. Patience is required. I am a spiritual being only animating a shell. The body is nothing, the soul is all.”

On September 30, a telepathic communication told Jane that she was now “ready for the next level” and “the beginning of other things.” She was told that some suppressed memories and information would be allowed to emerge “so I may retrieve that which will carry me forward.” She saw herself as “a single mirror of mankind, aware of choosing either to “uplift” or “tear down” by her actions and intentions.

The following month, Jane experienced two more communications.

“I understand I’m to attempt to rid myself of all violent and negative tendencies, to let go of controlling impulses,” she was told during the first one. And the second one was simply, “I understand truth is a lonely territory. Truth is lonely. Each to his own. To disdain is incorrect.”

Jane had a recent flashback that seemed to fulfill the promise made in one of the communications, about the release of suppressed memories. It concerned the UFO “dream” of December 31, 1992, and the saucer that transformed into a globe, came up close to her face, and forced her to fall. The new memories filled in the details much differently, however. After first watching a black saucer-shaped craft drop “from the clouds like a cookie cutter,” Jane sensed “several intelligences” in the ship.

Next, she saw it descend and transform into the sphere with four legs and designs inscribed on its surface, from which she now sensed a single intelligence. In its third permutation, the object “rose up and turned into a gray-black sphere with antennae” but no legs.

“I remember the dark, gun-metal-gray globe with antennae,” she described, “having an intelligent awareness of me. When its attention came full on me, it took me over and there was nothing but me and it. Its physical force was like a huge wind without noise pushing against me. When I said hello, it was pleased and responded to me. When its attention came on me, I was its sole interest. It...was focusing entirely and completely on me.

“The antennae ‘disappeared’ when it came up close. There was an eye, large, and a round, silver metal thing in the area of a ‘nose.’ I hear metal clinks and the silver thing comes up to my ear. It feels ‘clinical.’ He’s telling me everything is okay and he knows I’m not afraid, but I’m reassured telepathically. I know they hear me, and also he’s ‘reading’ me. There is the absolute feeling of immense power and a rather impersonal caring and kindness. I also feel concern, but again, personal yet impersonal to a great degree. As I dwell on it, the ‘eye’ was truly alien, or rather not human. God, it was intense, probing, objective, impersonal, all-powerful.

“The silver metal thing is looking. It connects to my ear by clamping on the outside. In fact, it clamps on and covers my entire ear, and something is inserted. Something that implants and affects my brain chemicals and certain subtle functions. It is adding. The implant looks like a very tiny oblong cylinder about a quarter-inch long or smaller, made of non-metal stuff.

“I’m reassured during the entire procedure. And it doesn’t hurt too much. I ask why they need that, and he looks deep into my eyes for a long time. Then he says that it was my choice, that I agreed to all this a long time ago.

“I said I didn’t remember the agreement and when did I do that. And he answered, Before you were born, and we’ve had this conversation before.

“I asked him, ‘Why me?’

“He said, Because you became open and now the awakening has begun. He told me that neither I nor the many others awakened could stop the arousal of ourselves or of humankind. The trigger had been pulled, and everything was to schedule.

"They pulled the thing away from my ear, and it hurt and stung for a little bit. I felt like something had been drawn out, an energy of some sort. They inserted sound in my head, and for a little bit afterward I was blind and could only see brilliant, revolving, iridescent colors so intense I had a momentary light explosion accompanied by a brief, unbelievable wave of head pain. But I saw his eye come close, his head touching my head, our left eyes almost touching, and the pain stopped. His eye was all I could see. His eye took the colors and pain away, and I was so grateful. His eye made me sleepy. I was comforted by the closeness of the energy and by his eye.

“I can’t say yet what he looked like because the ‘globe’ screen is strong. The globe had seams of some sort. The eye is partially outlined in some fashion... a black void, liquid somehow and observing me on all levels of my being.

“At one point during all this, but I can’t remember when, I was also told that the power-hungry governments of the earth were going to be very surprised because their worst nightmare was about to come true, that even they hadn’t fully estimated the effect the Voyagers’ arrival would have on the worldwide human population, or the rapid growth of their influence; that they (govt.) still hadn’t fully accepted that it was a losing battle and eventually they will acquiesce.”

The implications of such statements, if true, are enormous. Jane didn’t know what to think about the communication, although the exam scenario seemed real. Moreover, the memory differed from the spiritual encounter that emerged in the hypnotic recall. Were they two episodes of the same event, or was one memory a contrived screen for the other?

Throughout everything she has experienced, Jane’s thoughts and emotions have run the gamut.

“At first I was terrified,” she wrote in our initial contact, “but now I’m not. I feel whatever has happened has been not to hurt me. I feel like a piece of myself that was missing has been reconnected. I’ve had deep spiritual experiences and feelings since October 1992, all of a personal nature. I am uneasy sometimes, but I don’t think I’m afraid any more.”

In fact, she reported a very sudden change in her emotions that occurred in the winter of that year. “I went to bed afraid,” she said, “and woke up the next day very detached,” as if she’d been tranquilized and reassured. Her initial thoughts about the alien agenda, however, still made a “knot” in her stomach. “It’s really all for their purpose,” she said, “something that was prepared and developed long ago.” And she felt she had been somehow given a choice to accept them, although it doesn’t matter to them. “Either way, they win.”

Jane didn’t know why she was taken for alien involvement, nor what exactly she had been trained or prepared to do. Her only clue is a sense that she is “supposed” to introduce people close to her to the reality of alien existence.

“You know, sometimes I feel used,” she commented. “Is all this of my free will for good, or am I a puppet?”

She did feel that the aliens have put information into a deeper level of her mind, as if she were “stuffed full” with suppressed knowledge. Further, she said she didn’t feel ready to know until now. She saw herself as “one of millions in a grassroots movement who are being stimulated” into a “gradual realization.” Jane also sensed that the aliens had fostered within her mind a mistrustful attitude toward the government. But she was not at all sure of the source of any of the events and communications because she felt that both positive and negative entities or groups may have interacted with her.

As for the aliens themselves, she has only their actions and words to guide her assessment. Once when she telepathically asked them for a better term to call them than “alien,” she was given the epithet “Voyagers,” and they said that the awakening humans were being made into “harbingers of discord, discontent, revolution.”

Judging by their actions, Jane is not always reassured.

“We’re not seeing the true intelligence behind all these scenes,’ she said. The fact that they put us through episodes of “set-up scenes” and “absurd stuff” frightens her.

“I’m afraid we might find that intelligence so cold and impersonal,” she said, “that it would be unbearable.”

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