I have been trying for weeks to understand how to write this. I’ve decided that I’ll put it off forever unless I just plunge in. It’s complex because there are a number of different layers. First, there is my relationship with the visitors. Second, it is what they–and we–are. Third, it is what I have learned from them about the future.
Anne is deeply involved in all this, but not as the person she was. As she has said, "I’m not Anne anymore, but I’ll always be Anne for you, Whitley." I have learned much about the truth of that statement in recent weeks. I have seen the being that projected Anne into the time stream and fallen in love in a whole new way. In fact, I see this being all the time.
For a long time, I have been speculating that we might take more than one form. I think we do. I think that there are three forms: a active form, which is the human being that we know; a passive, or inner form that absorbs every detail of our lives, and a balancing presence that is the real core of each of us. When Anne said "I’m not Anne anymore," she was speaking from this level. She has showed me a large number of faces of people she has been before. And she isn’t a "she" anymore, either. In the reconciling state, we are neither male nor female.
Let me give you some examples of how the three levels work and live together. The first took place at the Esalen Institute in Big Sur early in the morning of Friday, February 23rd. I was attending a private conference there with a group of academics and social scientists who are interested in extreme human experience. I was rooming with one of the professors attending the conference. As usual, at three in the morning I got up and did the sensing exercise. Then, at four, I was awakened by a loud whistling beside my right ear. I turned my head and found myself looking into the darkest, most limitless eyes I’d ever witnesses. The eyes of the grays are arresting, but these eyes were windows into a darkly surrendered emptiness of a kind we do not know in our lives.
At once, there came a strong puff of air blown onto the back of my left hand, causing me to turn away from the entity, which knew that I could not long bear to be eye to eye with it.
My roommate heard a voice within himself cry out "oh my god" and experienced a loud crashing sound. Then the experience ended.
While I was at Esalen, I was also given a vision of the future, which I will describe in a moment. This comes from communicating with Anne in the way we describe in the Afterlife Revolution, across the bridge between the worlds. She cannot tell me anything that would change fate, but she can tell me what is inevitable, and that she has done.
Of course, as soon as I heard it, I wanted to change it. But what can I do? In the broad world I’m "alien abductee Whitley Strieber," a peculiar person with not the slightest authority.
This, however, could be changed very easily. I can rescue the situation, but to do that I need to be empowered. There is something that could be done that would empower me. It would take only a few minutes, and I could use it to change the direction in which the world is now going.
To make a long story short, I fought with the visitors over this. I cannot do it on my own, but I know that it is possible because I have done it before. I made strident demands. I was furious. And then, in the middle of the night, I woke up with something in bed with me. As I have no pets it was immediately concerning to wake up with a presence the size of a spaniel or a terrier between my legs. I threw off the covers and leapt out of the bed. The result was a four inch gash in my left calf. As has happened to me before when my skin has been broken by the visitors, a few hours later I had a reaction. My whole body ached and my temperature rose to nearly a hundred Fahrenheit. From long experience, I knew to tack a soak, which i did.
Now, I think that the entity involved in both of these events was Anne in another form. In fact, I have come to suspect that much of what we now think of a alien contact is actually contact with other aspects of our very complex selves.
What I have seen of the future is that we are about to undergo a combination of climate and economic upheaval that is going to fundamentally change our world and our lives. I will go into more detail about it in another post. What I am saying here is that, if I had any respect in the broad general society, I could do something to change it, but the visitors will not carry out the simple act necessary to grant me that power.
We argued. I got the gash. With it, though, I also gained new insight into both the close encounter experience and the nature and future of life on Earth.
I’m working on what I have learned and will integrate into the talk I am planning to give at the Contact in the Desert event in June.
I will write a detailed journal shortly about the nature of the changes I see coming.