Hello, I'm nowhere near new to this board but I'm now posting for my first time here.
I don't like to use the word 'psychic', so I'll abstain.. but you could say my strengths lie in perception, energy-based communication, and receptivity to other forms of consciousness. There is much I can say to fill in my past history and experiences, but there are two that I've been wanting to share for a long time.. to get others' input and interpretations.
In Salt Lake City, Utah (where I no longer live), there are some very interesting canyons that lay about 15-20 miles to the southeast of the city. One of them is known to contain an underground vault of the Mormon Church's vast records and archives, although there have been years and years of reports claiming not only UFO activity in the area, but massive caverns full of alien entities doing technology work. Also, underneath the downtown streets in Salt Lake, there is supposedly a tunnel-system where many people have ventured into and witnessed reptillian humanoids.
And of course, the famous paranormal ranch where skinwalkers and dimensional portals have opened up is also in Utah, about 4 hours from Salt Lake. Utah is a very strange place, full of all sorts of activity!
Over time, I formed a sort of connection to a force that led me in my pursuit of truth and enlightenment. I cannot go much into detail, but eventually it got to the point where I was inviting friends to come with me during experiences I would have in the nearby canyons.
One night, a girlfriend and I drove to the top of one canyon and as we got closer and closer, I could feel the energy surrounding us nearby that indicated a higher presence aware of us. By this time, I had earned the respect of my friends with my few abilities and insights into life, along with a recent channeling skill I'd become aware of. People looked to me for advice to difficult dilemmas, and I was pretty well trusted. The friend I was with that night though, hadn't much belief for non-mainstream ideals and mindframes. She was a semi-practicing Christian who went to Church and was very skeptical about everything I centered my life around. Yet I knew that she was going to have her chance that night.
We reached the top of the canyon where there is a small parking area for hikers and bicyclists to set off on trails, but it was about one in the morning and nobody else was there. We parked and walked over to a large rock in a clearing of trees and sat. It was a beautiful night without any clouds and only minutes after we'd arrived, I was inspired to look up at the sky. Sure enough, there were about 20-30 lights moving in random circular patterns high above us. They were within the Earth's atmosphere but too high to see any shape besides the lights themselves. At the rate of speed they were moving in, the distance above us, and the random patterns, it was definitely a UFO phenomenon. I smiled and asked my friend to look with me, and her first reaction was fear.. although I think it was more probably a form of shock at seeing something so extraordinary. She began to calm down and started feeling warm and fuzzy, but it was too much for her to handle and she requested we got back in the car and leave.
And then the strangest thing happened while we were driving..
I was in the passenger seat watching her driving become very mechanical, and then she began talking strangely.. but not like herself. She went on for about 10 minutes but this was six years ago so I don't remember much except she claimed I had the gift of prophecy and was vital in the earth's upcoming transition, and that I needn't worry about fulfilling my obligation.. when the time came, they would contact me. It was very unnerving, even for me. Especially coming from her.
By the end of it, she was in tears.. crying about how powerful the whole experience was and she promised she wouldn't doubt me again. Still, her and I never drove to the top of that canyon again.
Second experience, taking place about two months afterwards.
During this time in my life, I was a very active and fit bicyclist. This guy friend and I would ride about 50-75 miles a week, usually in the early morning hours when we didn't have to share the road with anyone and could rejuvenate ourselves in the peace and tranquility that beckoned us further and further on our pedals.
One of our favorite things to do was ride to Little Cottonwood canyon (about a 2 hour trip one way), park our bikes, and then set off on foot.. hiking a very beautiful trail without the noise of cars or other people disturbing the quiet of nature. Then we'd walk back down, get on our bikes and make it back to the city where we'd part ways and return home, all before the sun came up.
In Little Cottonwood canyon, there is a very sacred place to me that radiates with positive energy I would often sit and meditate in while alone. I was even considering having my handfasting there until I moved out of state a little while ago.
Anyway, one particular trip on bicycle to the canyon, I convinced my friend to walk the trail with me that went through this place. It was an ordinary night and we talked about many things until while on the way back down the trail, our conversation turned to UFO's. This guy was awesome and more open-minded, but he generally only felt strongly about that which he had personal experience with. He had never seen a UFO before, but I felt it was only a matter of time until he did since people who went into the mountains with me at night were prone to seeing all sorts of things. Anyway, I was explaining to him about a Nordic race who looked very similar to us and if we were to see them step out of a craft, we'd be surprised at how human they looked. At that instant, a UFO with a solid white light began to fly from South-west to North-east. There were no blinking lights, it was flying too fast to be a plane, and it made absolutely no noise. It disappeared over the mountain that was on the other side of the road which we were walking parallel too. The mountain that made up the Mormon's archive vault actually.
We both saw it and he was at a loss for words, but I silently thanked the presence because opening the eyes of others to the unknown is sort of like a secret mission of mine. It saddens me how many people lock themselves in their little boxes, ignorant and actively in denial about what they cannot explain. Sometimes all it takes is a fascinating experience to start the chains of thought leading to discovery and enlightenment.
We didn't talk about the UFO again for ten more minutes, when I suddenly realized that it had almost responded to our conversation. I explained to him that at the moment I was talking about what the entities inside the craft might look like, the UFO appeared and flew above us. Sure enough, right as I finished saying that, it appeared again, flying in a totally opposite direction starting from the mountain and flying south-west. It was lower than a plane would be, and the light was pretty huge. Again, it made no sound but it had a very powerful effect on us both. By the time it disappeared over the distant mountains, we had reached our bikes and began the trek home.
So much has happened in those mountains, but these were the two I wanted to relate tonight.
We truly believed that the UFO was responding to our conversation and we believed so even after just the first incident, to have the same thing happen a second time while basically saying the same thing -- about UFO's -- seems more than a coincidence. Anyway, thanks for reading and I hope it didn't drag on too much. I have endless stories and experiences =)