Whitley's Journal

A Joyous Romp of a Close Encounter

Over the past twenty-four hours, something beautiful has happened to myself and my wife. It must have started sometime after nine last night. We first noticed it at close to one this morning.

Anne had gone to bed around nine. I was sitting up as I usually do. When I last looked at the clock, it was around ten thirty. Suddenly Anne appeared in the doorway. She had a rather perplexed expression on her face. She said, “What’s going on? What’s all the noise?” I looked up at her confused. There wasn’t any noise. Nothing was going on. She said, “What’s that on TV? Is that the NFL?” The television was dark.

Thinking perhaps she’d been awakened by a dream, I got up and went to her saying that she should go back to bed. As we went into the bedroom, I was stunned to see that it was twelve forty three. But how could that be? Where had the time gone. I said, “It’s so late. I’m coming to bed, too.”
I got into bed and turned over, and had the odd impression that I’d just returned from a trip. But I hadn’t been on any trip. I’d been sitting in the living room in the dark. Hadn’t I?

A curious joyousness was in my blood and in my bones. I wanted to laugh, but I was very tired and soon fell asleep.

When morning came, I felt absolutely devastated. I cannot remember waking up feeling like that since December 27, 1985, the morning after the close encounter that led to the writing of Communion. I was just simply hollowed out. I felt as if I’d been on a long, long journey. I realized that I had missing time.

Anne said that there had been noise in the living room, a lot of noise and light. I also remembered light. I remembered a feeling of rising upward and thinking, ‘it’s just like when I was a kid,’ and being very happy.

At ten in the morning, it came time to interview Sonia Barrett for this week’s Dreamland. Shortly before the interview, I looked her up on the website to see what we’d done in the past. At that point, I was well aware of the fact that there had been some sort of close encounter during the period of missing time that night.

I have to tell you, I was just plain shocked to my core when I read this, from the description of the last interview with Sonia: “Two nights ago, I had a 'healing' dream that may have involved a close encounter. It moved from terror to shocking revelation. Then, then next morning, I interviewed Sonia Barrett for Dreamland. On the spur of the moment, I asked her to do one of her consultations for me, and the results were absolutely explosive. Some important, life-changing events from my childhood suddenly became crystal clear, leading to a freeing insight of a kind I have never before known.”

In other words, the last time I interviewed Sonia, the same thing had happened shortly before. Now, nothing like this has ever happened to me before, not in all my experience on the radio. Nothing.

So I have to ask, ‘why Sonia?’ I think that it’s clear enough that she’s been singled out. I think I know why: it’s because of what she talks about and how she does it. Her message is about the matrix of reality and how it is programmable. She has a knack for explaining this in a very clear manner, and that’s why I think that attention is being called to her.

As far as Anne and I are concerned, it was one of the first experiences that Anne has participated in, so that was exciting for us. On Dreamland, she tells about what she noticed. Also, though, while we were taping the show, something made a very strange, fluttering sound in our studio. We both noticed it and commented on it as it happened. We’ve been noticing a lot of presence in the apartment lately, sighs, the sound of breathing, seeing movement in the corners of our eyes, in addition to the persistent presence of a ghost that appears to be Anne’s father.

Obviously, our time together in this life is drawing to a close. Sooner or later, she is going to move on, and I think that this has to do with her family coming around her, preparing to receive her soul. She has done a great work in her life, and I think that there is a lot of joy surrounding her. I certainly feel it. This is not a sad time in our life, but rather a time of discovery and adventure, filled with joy and the most extraordinary sense of the holy.

That’s how the experience of the last twenty-four hours feels: holy. I had always dreaded the time of life we are now in, but it turns out to be the most joyous time either of us has ever known. Darkness surrounds us but does not gather us. The light we have always known was there shines through our bodies now, transfiguring us and suffusing within us the sacred emblem of our marriage.

What a time these past hours have been. The coming of Anne’s family, the joyous, fun experience with Sonia, the sense of being lifted up in light—all so filled with wonder. Our life together in its young days and along the halls of the years has always been a great adventure. Now that we face the great unknown and the parting that these years brings, the joy is, if anything, even greater. So many of the cares of life are gone. We’ve done all that. We came here, Anne and I, to square the circle, and that is exactly what we have done.


A grace note: just at this moment, ten fifty-eight on the night of the 12th, as I finished this entry, there came a light tap on the glass door that leads to our deck, then another on a bookcase opposite me, then another on the door of our bedroom, then another about two inches from my head, on the back of the chair where I'm sitting. Clear, purposeful sounds. Real.

Beautiful! so beautiful...

I know that this as meant to be a positive message, but over the last few months it has been so hard to enjoy UC.com the way that I used to, just so hard to accept Ann's illness. I don't want to believe she is sick, have seen too many people close to me pass on and it's just so very hard to take. Whitley is a much stronger person than I am(well, after all he's been through, it should be obvious that he's exceptionally strong willed). Not trying to diminsh the beauty in what Whitley wrote last night, but it's bittersweet, that much I can say. God Bless him, Annie, and Andrew and his family.

The intense energy popping off of this journal entry had me in chills from beginning to end.

Joy came to my heart when I read this. Whitley and Anne spread their blessings.

Whitley, Anne and all your family....which includes those who subscribe to UC-
Thank you for sharing words of such depth and love. I am touched by the gentleness, grace, acceptance, and beauty with which you and Anne have lived and loved.
There is a resonance which touches all of us. It is the essence of who we are and how we are made, what it means to be human and live our lives intertwined near and far. You and Anne are not alone. There are many beings lifting you up in Light and Love. We are all one.

Know that we are with you.
Love to you both, to Andrew and his family, and to our family in space, time, and realities beyond.

No illusions about our bodies being eternal, more just that we(I) have a hard time facing what we all must face at some point. I think it is pretty much human nature, and it is a trememduous compliment to you and Anne that you are filled with the joy that you have. Of course you speak and write the truth, but as you have implied many times, the truth can be very hard. I will get over my sadness, but I understand it for what it is...a natural reaction to loss. Some people are more advanced than others, and again, I cannot stress enough how much I admire both of you. Not just for your beautiful approach here but throughout your career you and Anne have been brave and honest. That's very hard to do, although they do go hand in hand I guess. Please keep showing us that life can be hard and yet happy, that we are more than just our physical bodies...

Thank you for sharing this experience Whitley. Like you I have been exploring the supernatural my whole life and one thing that I know without question is that we are so much more and greater than our frail physical bodies. There is such a huge incredible World beyond what we can see, hear and touch and I am always reminded of someone on Dreamland (perhaps you) relaying that a Visitor told them "You don't even know who you truly are".

It is very sad that our society has such a warped view of life and death. If people realized that this physical life is a tiny part of our existence, they would not act as they do and treat others so badly. It is so wonderful that you and Anne "get it" and are sharing this with the World.

I just listened to the Revelations show posted. Wonderful. Deep. So many levels to all of this.

When i started this post, the word seamless came to me. Life is seamless. It is a seamless garment. (there is the whole understanding that a seamless garment is one which is One piece, whole, everything part of one whole.) Perhaps where holy comes from? Can William enlighten us on this?
Forgive my digression.

I get "caught" in a moment and am aware of the wholeness and interweaving of it all. A graced moment. It is like i am whole as well. yet, i am just being. Observer and observed i guess.

In some way, it is "going with the flow." Just existing without all the clutter i usually have. It is unexplainable. It is given freely and loaded with so much more than i could ever think or imagine.

It leaves me utterly filled with Joy. For it is experience...knowing...we are all really, really, really loved.

Anne and you are so good with words. Sometimes i am just so grateful and thankful to read your journal /space and the comments here. It is nice to hear other experiences which are foreign to me. And to know that everyone is blessed. It is a place of learning, although i do not always get it, or learn. It is just a good place to be, for me.

Thank you so much for all you do. All of you folks who participate. I am in awe of your gifts, just as i am in awe of Whitley's and Anne's gifts.

Bless you all as we walk this path. Oh yes. Whitley, Anne can never forget you. Love doesn't end. Your love for each other will carry you both, always.

Whitley: Thank you for your reasoned and understanding response/explanation. It's one thing to imagine how you will feel when faced with life threatening problems. It's quite another to actually deal with them. A few years ago I had fancied in my mind how I would react if faced with a cancer diagnosis. Not too long after that, and completely to my surprise(I had no symptoms), I was given just such a diagnosis. My reaction was far different from what I had imagined it would be. Basically, there was shock, and then simply a feeling of "How am I going to cope with this?...". It turned out that I was extremely fortunate that the cancer had been caught very early in the process and the surgery that revealed it actually eliminated it(small tumor and it had not spread). But I learned then that we really don't know how we'll react in adverse situations. Also, importantly, I was given a glimpse of the fear that a cancer victim undergoes. Hopefully, I never have to face that again, but in my case that diagnosis was a gift that allowed me to shatter some illusions I had about myself and to empathize with those less fortunate. In regards to your reaction to Anne's illness, I can only say that the bravery you both show is an inspiration to so many(especially me). Intellectually, I can of course say that I agree with you, but emotionally it is still hard. There is grief(which I had not explained adequately but you saw in my comments), and there's no way around that. I will continue to pray for you and hope that Anne has many more years left. I have never met her(and have met you 3X's at book signings), I'd love to meet her some day.

I very much resonate w/Lou's remarks (first and last). I was happy to read Whitley's second response. I cant help but feel that Anne still has much good work to do. I have heard the darkest hour is just before the dawn. God bless Anne and Whitley and their family and loved ones with strength, wisdom, and love.

I very much resonate w/Lou's remarks (first and last). I was happy to read Whitley's second response. I cant help but feel that Anne still has much good work to do. I have heard the darkest hour is just before the dawn. God bless Anne and Whitley and their family and loved ones with strength, wisdom, and love.

Whitley, what you and Anne are doing is great work in what it means to be conscious entities. This is a step beyond being just human, it is more general than being flesh and blood.

What is death? No one alive can seem to answer that question, but from what we know in life, humanity should be getting closer to begin to understand what happens after what is happening in our current lives.

Why did the Visitors show up in your life? Did they choose you, or you them? Who are the Visitors? It seems that throughout all your life, you have been connected with something greater than what is experienced only in ordinary life. Is this a choice we make? Is it a choice that others make, other consciousness, other beings, who exist beyond our lives and decide to enter our lives for however brief a time to guide us or take us outside this life?

The blindness that we choose here is for our own good, but I think there will be a time where we no longer need it then we can become aware more of what we really are. You and Anne may have just stepped into that realm of greater being. It is truly holy, a word no one really understands the etymology of, but one interpretation of it is "that must preserved whole or intact." If that is not the soul, I don't know what else it could be.

All our souls are on truly great journeys. May the love you and Anne share not end here, but may it continue beyond this humanly existence.

Bless you, Whitley. Bless you, bless you, bless you and Anne.

Also, it's my birthday today and it hasn't been great. There's more going on than I can say. But listening to you and Anne talk to William yesterday renewed my strength. You are avatars. Bodhisattvas. Bless you.

As I am reading this I feel your joy. You and Anne have such a gift for sharing your life with us!

I am astounded and uplifted by the utter beauty and meaning in this post. Whitley, this shows a remarkable clarity. Being conscious and present to our journey of dying is one that I learned from cat and now am getting a glimpse of in your sharing.

I wanted to see our birthing and dying reflect the truth of our ongoingness in life.

What a way to honor ones precious life and honor ones sacred journey in marriage and in all things other. Your example will stay with me and will be shared.

Dear Ann if you have not read Anna, Grandmother of Jesus - you might appreciate it very much at this time. It is written by my beloved friend Claire Heartsong. Her story is quite extraordinary as well.

Your life is a beautiful one!

Love to you both...

Thank you for being so open and sharing these intimate moments with us all. I have to admit that I'm living vicariously, and value what true love the two of you have, all the while wishing for the same for myself. Alas, it has been such a lonely life. Though age has slowed any expectation of such a love for me, I feel such grand satisfaction that you, Whitley and Anne, are having this wonderful journey together.

For many like me, it's an ever-expanding slide of LIGHT to be on this path of realization. What a JOY!

It is with great sadness and immense joy that I hear your encouraging words. Anne and Whitley's openness has been a great support to me personally and I have witnessed the healing that you both have done to so many lives in turmoil. Your words manifest enlightenment, promote growth of consciousness, heal the inner broken spaces with kindness, insight and Devine light. You both will live in my heart eternally.

Listening to the interview and reading this post are feeding the flame of Joy and Bliss growing within me that hints and now calls that ANYTHING is possible!

I'm sitting here in a barrio of Mexico, and as I'm reading your journal entry, as clear as bell I hear a song in English. It's "You Make Me Feel Brand New". I listen to the lyrics:

My love
I'll never find the words, my love
To tell you how I feel, my love
Mere words could not explain

Precious love
You held my life within your hands
Created everything I am
Taught me how to live again

Only you
Cared when I needed a friend
Believed in me thick and thin
This song is for you
Filled with gratitude and love

God bless you
You make me feel brand new
For God blessed me with you
You made me feel brand new
I sing this song 'cause you
Make me feel brand new

My love
Whenever I was insecure
You built me up and made me sure
You gave my pride back to me

Precious friend
With you I'll always have a friend
Someone who I can depend
To walk a path that never, never, never, never, never, never, never, ends

Without you
My life has no meaning or rhyme
Like notes to a song out of time
How can I repay, you for having faith in me

God bless you
You make me feel brand new
For God blessed me with you
You made me feel brand new
I sing this song 'cause you
You make me feel brand new

For God blessed me with you
You make me feel brand new
I sing this song 'cause you
You make me feel brand new

For God blessed me with you
You make me feel brand new
I sing this song 'cause you


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at the moment you said, you were watching t.v. there is a voice saying something in the background for just a second. I found it creepy. was it just a radio or t.v. in the background? I did hear it a few times on the special interview.

Read the original source: http://www.unknowncountry.com/special/whitley-and-anne-strieber-sonia-ba...

As always Anne and Whitley my thoughts, prayers, and gratitude swim your way. Any joy and comfort you both experience is a gift to the rest of us as well.

I also heard those voices...

Scientist: Quantum physics can prove there's an afterlife

" If there's a choice between an afterlife and nothing at all, I'd plump for the former.

It gives us a peculiar kind of hope that there is more. And, in America, we know that more is always better.

Discussions surrounding the afterlife tend to focus on belief. One scientist, however, is suggesting that there might be firm evidence of a great beyond.

Professor Robert Lanza, adjunct professor at the Institute for Regenerative Medicine at Wake Forest University, is a proponent of biocentrism.

This turns our idea of the universe on its head. Instead of imagining that it's the universe that creates life, the idea is that the universe is a product of our own consciousness of it.

The Independent has thrust my consciousness toward Lanza's Web site, which attempts to reprogram the way we see, well, everything.

Take death, for example. This "cannot exist in any real sense," he says. This is a relief, as it does seem frightfully real when you watch it happen.

You know this is about to get complicated, don't you? Lanza offers: "Life is an adventure that transcends our ordinary linear way of thinking. When we die, we do so not in the random billiard-ball-matrix but in the inescapable-life-matrix."

Death is merely what we think we see. In fact, everything is. In Lanza's view, though: "By treating space and time as physical things, science picks a completely wrong starting point for understanding the world."

His starting point is biology. He does, though, toss in a little quantum mechanics to sway the realist doubters.

He points to the double-slit experiment. This helped show that particles aren't just the single elements they are perceived to be. Instead, they can act as two separate entities at the same time.

In essence, when we like to joke that someone might be living in a parallel universe, this might, in fact, be ultimately true of all of us.

I prefer to think, unlike many scientists, that we know precious little about our world. For all we know, that occasional sense of deja vu we get is somehow connected to Lanza's idea of the reality of perceptions.

At least he tries to get us to think about our own existence in a different way. The problem is, there never seem to be any lines of communication between one parallel universe and another.

I know that Ouija ladies and psychics claim to hear voices from some far beyond. What we lack thus far is a sense that those voices might be real.

If Professor Lanza can just find a way to make contact, perhaps we'll all become nicer people here on Earth, firm in the knowledge that there's no hurry.

What an interesting world it would be if we truly knew that there's going to be more." - Phantoms and Monsters

Thank you so much for referencing this book. I am just beginning to read it. Wow! I loved the book "Touch" by John Ferguson which is a novel which greatly touched me. This goes to the post by Myra Jackson regarding "Anna, Grandmother of Jesus".

I too, heard those voices...

Oh, Whitley, this entry is so, so beautiful. But the last thing I want to believe is that Anne is so ill. So many of us have not met either of you, in person (at least that we have any conscious memory of), and that is something I have always felt I must do.

If Anne is well enough to travel, and you ever make it near Wisconsin, my beloved, and I, at least, will make every effort to meet you both. But if not, we shall try to attend any event near you.

God bless you both!

Whitley, I do not know the most recent details of Anne's condition, but please peruse this book - which is online, if your current paths do not work out, as hoped. I use it often and consider it the closest thing to a manual on the human body. I have had excellent results with fasting - which is the body's way of rebooting the entire system. http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext03/bwndr10h.htm#Chapter3
My doctor, the author of this book, kept cancer from taking her before her time was truly due.


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