An Alien Encounter Revisited, A New Family Emerges

I am here to talk about a new kind of family to be honored and it isn’t always your birth family. You need to, if need be, give yourself permission to feel that. I am thinking of the Chopra family now who has reached out into the world and shared their stable base with us all. Intent.com certainly has become a new family to me and many others.nn And yet, prior to that, I have had to release most of my birth family because they were not in a space to honor the dark truth of our past in order to enter into the light. When I began to speak it, my tribe, like a bunch of crabs in a basket, reached for me as I began to crawl out, trying to pull me back down. I wouldn’t have it, even if it meant they would be left behind.nn “Even though I wasn’t afraid of the energy, I began clapping my hands in front of and behind me, imagining a shield that no one or no presence could penetrate. The alien was the only one who continued to violate that space.nnI asked God whom the presence was, knowing in some way, in some amount of time, he would show me.nnOne night, as I began drifting off to sleep, I saw a beautiful angel in my mind’s eye and realized I was indeed surrounded and protected.nnI fell asleep with a sense of peace and knowing.”nn Problem was, as a nine year old, I wasn’t aware that everything in the universe requires balance. When one experiences the beauty of light and begins to constantly pull it in, one must be aware of the presence of darkness. I was about to learn….nnOne evening, I went to bed upset. I was angry after a day of having my stepfather pat my bottom and just laugh at my strong “NO!” I was pissed and was trying to fall asleep, with my heart beating rapidly and anger spewing from my pores. nnSuddenly, I became terrified and afraid to open my eyes.nnI felt the alien standing by my bed. He felt not only angry, but evil too.nnI Prayed for courage and opened my eyes…….BUT no one was there.nnMy heart pounded and I hid under my covers, saying the Lord‘s Prayer. It felt like a dark, dense cloud was hanging above me. I made my shield and felt like fighting, but I continued to pray for heaven to help me. In my imagination, I saw my bed being surrounded by a loving, white cloud. Suddenly, I felt guided to breathe deep, to let go of the anger, and feel love.nnMy breathing began to slow down and, eventually, I left the physical world and drifted off into a deep sleep.nnEven though I couldn’t see it with my physical eyes, there HAD been something dark there. I guess it made sense. If there are good and bad people in the world, there must be different levels on the other side too.nnAs an adult, I realize now that that my anger and hate helped me first attract the dark energy and presence and, after that, it helped me calm down, breathe, and think of something loving, sending the dark presence away.nn Even at a young age, that experience taught me that the most powerful form of protection is love combined with prayer. So, I prayed and asked that the alien stop coming into my stepfather’s body and into my room at night.nnThe prayer didn’t seem to be working, because the angels couldn’t stop the visits. nnI would awaken on top of my stepfather’s sweaty body with my underpants around my ankles and something very familiar between my legs.nnHe was usually tickling my back and bottom. I just pretended to be asleep, all wrapped up in my extensive metal headgear (for my teeth), too embarrassed and scared to say no or move.nnI felt awkward, embarrassed, ugly, and unworthy of respect. A plaything, nothing more. But in my dreams (and subconscious), I fought, yelled, and chased him off. A brave, beautiful heroine.nnMy nine-year old mind concluded that if I weren’t so ugly, I would be loved.nnI also believed that if I could become perfect and beautiful, I would finally be safe.nnIn the meantime, things went on as usual.nnEvery morning, the space ship would depart and take the alien home to his planet where he belonged. My stepfather would return to his loving and charming self and would do the things I imagined most normal stepfathers who weren’t being possessed by aliens would do.nnThe plan that the alien had to hijack my brilliant life pissed me off. I wanted to rise above it all. I surmised from my earlier experience that if I loved my stepfather enough, the alien wouldn’t be able to get back into his body. The alien would “Poof” be gone, just like the black presence had been sent away.nnnI tried my hardest to love him with intensity, but to no avail. The alien continued to return for his visits…..until I had the strength to escape.nn As with most children who are harmed by someone they love, trust or know well, life becomes a trial of survival until they feel safe enough to speak their truth and face what they must. I have many adult friends who are just now beginning to speak their truth to me, to their partners, and perhaps to a few trusted friends, However, they are absolutely not ready to confront the perpetrator or the birth family that surrounds the abuse. This is the institution that keeps brilliance stuffed deep down into the darkest of trenches.nn In my friends healing hearts, they know that to speak up is to go against the tribe and that there will be hell to pay and a fight to be had. Most of us innately want to protect ourselves from discomfort and if there has been abuse in your past, you figure you have had your fare share, and rightly so. I am here to tell you that the truth is always honored when it is brought to light. I am here to tell you that sometimes we can create a new family that is unlike anything you have ever experienced and exactly what you deserve.nn I understand that I did this only when my daughter was harmed and that I might not have done this simply for myself, because I could handle taking care of them who didn’t honor me. So, I don’t want to judge my adult friends who aren’t honoring themselves by speaking their truth and continuing to honor their birth families so that they feel safe.nn Because of my daughter, my entire being knows there is a much more honoring environment out there. We all deserve the love of a safe and honoring family to call our own. This I know for sure. I also know that this new world family might sometimes look different to the rest of the world, and that is ok with me.nn nhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o2UrZB2jUHknnwww.spiritoflivingwell.com