In 1979, I had an appointment to take my car for an oil change at a local dealership. Because there was a lovely creek about 2 blocks away, I decided to take my dog, a blanket, some water and a book. It was a beautiful summer day. I dropped off my car and walked to the creek. I set us up in the shade under a tree. After an hour, I packed everything up and we started walking back up the street to the dealership. The next thing I knew, I “came to” in a place I didn’t recognize. I had no idea where I was and it was 20 minutes later. My dog was panting heavily even though it was not hot outside. I didn’t know what to do, so I started walking in the direction I was facing. Eventually, I came to Main Street. We made our way back to the dealership and the mechanics tore a hubcap off a car, filled it with water and poured it on my dog because he wouldn’t drink anything. There is no way we could have walked to the location where I “woke up.” It was 6 streets over from where I started. I would have had to walk past the dealership, over 6 streets, down 3 blocks and then turn around to face the opposite direction.
As a child, my family lived in a rural area. Twice, I saw strange objects in the sky. I was 6 years old at the time. I also remember very bright lights shining in my bedroom windows. I was literally paralyzed with fear and unable to call out for help. For several months, I had a recurring dream there was a train in my front yard. I also had flying dreams.
I have considered hypnotism to get to the bottom of all this, but there is something inside me that has always told me the truth will make itself known. And so I wait…