I live on a mountain in Montana now.Move here in 1998.There is alot of ET activity as well as this is after all the years of ET visits.I finally made a total connection to my contact .What some would call a tall grey.But for me personally I find that a insulting way to call someone.But that is me.I drove truck for work so having a cellphone bis important.But moimportant is my CDL license. I go threw check stations.Many times I get on the scale and they just let me go threw.But also once in a while you are called into the building to show your log book.Which id how many hours you drive.How far ect.And of coarse the license. When I get home.I always have my key to my gate to go up to my home on the top of the glove compartment.There is a tray up there.My cellphone in a top zipped pocket on my coveralls. And my license zipped in the other top pocket.So I will not lose them when I am unloading the truck.I got home reached for my keys on the dash.Not there.So I figure .They must have fallen on the floor.It is a bumpy road going up the 6000 feet to my mountain home.I get out rip the car apart.Front seats back seats again looking on top of the dash at least 5 times nothing.I finally say the hell with it.I will just walk the 600 feet left to the house.Then tomorrow buy a new lock and cut this one off.I walk up to my house.I have my house keys.There separate from the gate key.I go to sleep.Wake up the next day put on my suit.Want to plug my phone in the hour it will take me to get to work in the cigarette lighter.No phone in my pocket.Its was zipped because I just unzipped it.Then I go in my other pocket no license. I am in a panick. Gate key no big deal.Phone go buy a new one.CDL license. Two forms of ID
to get a copy .I do not have two.On my way to go drive.This day two scales to go over not good.I just walked down to my gate and went to work.First scale heart pounding.Ok waved threw.Second scale closed.Hated the anxiety. I get home forgetting to even buy a lock.It did not hit me till I saw my gate.I for the hell of it reached up on top of the glove box.There is the key.I thought at least something is not screwed up now.Then drove up to my place.Opened my door to the house.Took off my coveralls. Put them over the chair.Heard something in the pocket.There was the cellphone. I then said looking up at the ceiling ok you guys.How about the license. Reached in the other pocket there was the license. When I looked up and asked for the license. I was not really thinking I was talking to anyone.I was just happy two out of the three problems were solved. But there everything was.And a day later gate key gone.This time.I just said nice try.Walked up to my house around the gate.And buy morning the gate key was back in that tray over my dash.
Missing cellphone and drivers license experience.
About the Author: Wayne
Have been a experiencer for now over 52 years.I have been threw what I call high anxiety testing.In the beginning it was awful.Only because at the time.I did not know what was going on.But now that it is over.And I know why it happened. I am thankful. And am glad it happened. It not about me It is about the ETs and what was nessesary for them to do to me.To have my relationship.be as it is now.No dream state just awake and met my ET contact I name Botl..
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Hey Wayne,
I just commented on your green fog experience. So aside from the sword being a gift, it was also a test, of sorts? As you put it, a mental reaction test?
Wow I love that. I’ve had so many trippy things like you describe but I never thought of them as tests before. For me, my experiences fall into the realm of mystery and magic. That’s just what I choose to call them. But I also like that they are designed to test me, perhaps.
I love meeting people on this site. We’re all the same in many respects, but it’s interesting how we process what we experience. I think we can learn so much from one another.
Blessings,
Kim
There are gifts my contact has given me.But the best gift is him being my contacted friend from a far away place.You cannot buy anything as that.He has also saved my life several times.I did not know this till many years later.Falling from the top of Nurembeger tower.Going straight down head first to the tar bellow.Girls there screaming as I went down.Then got flipped over and turned around.Landing on my feet and just a sprained ankle to walk away.Its a 60 foot drop.Never mind head first.Then falling threw the ice only to be thrown back up out of the water.I was wearing boots long underwear and a thick coat at the time.Other things as well.My brother who had been with me with some of my earliest experiences. Has has no experiences since we spent time together years ago.He is a minister and proffeser at the Valley Forge Christian Bible college in P.A.He thinks I have been manipulated by the ETs.That having being taken and gone threw some of the pains I have.That they manipulated my DNA.I do not get into it with him.I just know why it had to happen the way it did for me.I am thankful for it.I and others are extremely lucky.For others who may have a other understanding. I understand why they may feel different. It is not up to me.To change their opinions. They are where they are for a reason.As I was many times in the last 54 years of experiences.
I have found b pictures on my cellphone.In my camera.Strange pictures.One is a picture of some big scars.And the other looks like a little light shaped like a UFO coming threw some window.And finding things.Happened to me a few years ago.I am from the Clan Mac Leans from the highlands of Scotland.My ancestors go back to 1100s.They fought in many wars defending Scotland.I started checking my ancestry for fun.I never bought a sword.Have bought plenty of knives.But really swords were just not my thing.I built my home in the mountains from the beginning. Everything in that house.I put there.Except one thing I found a few years ago.I was looking for some batteries in a cabinet. I found some.One rolled to the back.So I moved the cabinet. I built that cabinet also.I found the battery.And laying there was a sword. Not a new shiny stainless steel sword just for show.But a real metal.Will rust if damp sword.I picked it up.And I felt like I was someone else.I took it outside.And swung it at a leaf on a tree.Just wanting to nick the leaf.Without even toughing the branch it was on.First try perfect.Just the leaf.Then another.It was if I had trained with a sword before.But know I never have.I know where it came from.Now that my being told me.Its a gift for me from them.All part of mental reaction to stimulation caused by the planting of a object that should not be there.Like the dog collar.
We have a little dog named Gwenny. First little dog ever. When we got her I bought her a harness and a collar and a leash, all matched. It’s the one set she has ever had. I wake up one day and there on my dresser is a little pink dog collar. Never seen it before, hubby has never seen it before, called the grown kids “Did you bring me a dog collar?”.. nope. Still have no idea where it came from.
I understand. One day I was in tears. I wear a ring that was my father’s and one that was my brother’s. When I take my jewelry off I put them on my bedside table. Got up one morning and they were gone. Searched the floor, the drawers, the whole darn house. I must have checked the bedside table at least 5 different times. Finally sat and cried for a minute and asked that they be returned. Waited a few minutes and went back in the bedroom and there they were. In plain sight right where they were supposed to be!