January 06, 1989

Anywhere between 10 A.M and 12 or 1 P.M. I couldn’t wake up all morning, it was as though I was drugged and yet I know I got enough sleep because I went to bed at 11:30 P.M last night. It was like waves of “sleep?” kept washing over me and I couldn’t stay awake no matter how hard I tried. Waves of sleep with a floaty sensation, but not like when I usually astral travel. This time when I fell asleep I was on a large space ship. I felt I was supposed to be on the ship at this time, this being the main reason I could not wake up. I was in this one room and there were a few, 2 or 3, men in it talking. This wasn’t the control room, but another room with panels of some sort in it as well. They were looking for someone. I think another man. These men were very tall , about 7 feet or more. They were discussing this man they were looking for. They knew where he was at, it was just that they were having trouble figuring out how to get to where he was and time had everything to do with it. Suddenly one of the men remembered something and said something about “Future” and something about remembering something someone else had said about setting the machine properly for the “future” The idea I got was that the person they were trying to find was in this time in another part of the galaxy but the machine still had to be set for the ‘future’ in order to find him. Had something to do with the speed of light etcetera. I guess quite a few calculations had to be taken into consideration and the man was going to work on it right away. (I remember that their talk got to technical and they were using a lot of words and terms I didn’t understand. I think this is one of the reasons I left the room.

Later, still on the same ship I guess I am just looking around going from room to room exploring. There is this man in one of them kind of keeping a watch out for me. At least that is the impression I got. Anyway he belongs with me and he was very familiar to me. He was tall as well but he had a large wolf’s head in a pure white. It, the head, was fluffy. It was beautiful. I don’t know if it was his real head or just sort of a mask, I never gave it any thought while there, only when I ‘woke?’ up. Anyway, at one point when coming back into the room where he was, I came in through the doorway and there is a flat wood piece that I have to go over to enter the room. It is about rib height, he holds it down for me so I can get in the room. I stay on the board and look around. The room is kind of domed, round and it seems to me most of it is white as well. The wolf-man is very gently and I trust him totally. It seems also that there were some type of blue mats on the floor.



I'm in my house in Swalwell, Alberta. I have decided to do my afternoon meditation. I go on the couch to begin meditation and have just barely closed my eyes when I hear footsteps coming towards me. Just little footsteps. I try to get up off the couch to see who it is. Next thing I know there are two aliens standing overtop of me. They were both the little white ones with the big black eyes. Both of them were wearing dark blue robes with embroidery on them. I can see them through my eyelashes. I can even see a bit of my eyelashes and I am trying really hard to open my eyes but can't. Also I am trying really hard to lift my head off the couch. I am getting really frustrated because I can barely move. They are looking at me very closly and all I want to do is ask them if they will have a cup of tea with me. Next I know I see vision in behind them but I can still see them as well. I see a cross in gold with dark blue and light blue alternating behind. It is in living color and I have drawn it and recorded this in one of my books. The cross and the two colors of blue keep repeating themselves somehow. I am still struggling to get up. I guess I must have fallen asleep around here because next thing I know the phone is ringing and I am waking up. I go to the phone and answer it, it is one of my girl friends. I feel really drugged and yet I did not do drugs. At a later date when I talked to her again she said I sounded drugged. It took a couple of hours for me to get back to feeling decent. I remember feeling really angry that they felt they had to put me out and that I was not able to spend time with them in a regular state of mind. I know some people think this sounds crazy but I KNOW that they were physically there. I don't know why I had to be in an altered state of awareness but I do know it frustrates me. The one alien that was with me I felt very familiar of. She had a mark right in the middle of her forehead similar to a belly button pucker. I felt that I had known her all my life. At least I think she was a her. I could also feel their love for me and I wanted so badly to be more aware of them.



I'm on one of the ships and there are two people talking to me. They are not the little guys with white eyes. This one guy says he is going to give me a needle so that I will remember more and a needle to my sister so she will forget. He gives me a needle in an odd place on my arm. If I put my right arm straight out with my palm up, it is above where the arm bends and just a bit in from the elbow. When I wake up in the morning I record this, but don't think to look at my arm. I think that the dream is just a dream about an earlier experience that I must have had. Later I go to a girl friends house for coffee and tell her about it. As I am talking to her I pull up my sleeve to show her where I got the needle and lo and behold I have a needle mark on my arm. That is when I realized that it had been no dream.

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