The Medical Room & Dematerialization of the Human Body

As Commander Korton and I come out of the docking bay, we turn left.  Having been there so many times before, I know that several 'medical rooms' sit on the left, in this hallway.  Contrary to the thousands of reports of 'invasion of the human body,' I've experienced nothing but incredible healing here.

The rooms are meant for 'visitors' who come aboard.  The crew, for the most part, rarely need medical intervention.  As we glide toward the first of the rooms, my memory slides back to my first conscious visit to this room.  My 'psychic senses' had increased recently and I was well aware of the extraterrestrial presence of many from 'beyond.'  Knowing who they were, and why they were visiting me, I welcomed the experience when, during meditation, I suddenly found myself in a medical room aboard The Esartania.

Though the small ivory beings had little facial expression, I felt their compassion as though it was tangible.  The three in the room were ivory-skinned, thin, and had almond-shaped eyes.  The smallest of the three stepped forward and took my hand, helping me on to the silver table.  I watched, fully cognizant but unable to move as somehow I became nothing more than an energy field of cells separated by space.  The three began to move efficiently around the room, using various other-world devices to alter some of the cells.  I knew intuitively that they were changing the vibrational frequency in order to heal, or otherwise, improve the cells.  I watched, fascinated, as the tallest of the three came to the head of the table and began to work on my brain.  Again, I knew intuitively what he was doing.  I welcomed his intervention with gratitude, without any fear at all.

This brief story inspires me to tell another.  Somehow it seems to fit in with the truth that we are all cells separated by space, and we all have the power to de-materialize, should we decide to do so and know how to proceed.

I had, through a series of stunning events, landed in Payson, Arizona.  Not knowing the town, or anyone there, I took the first 'do-able' rental I found.  It was a tiny trailer, tucked into the back of a lot in a trailer park.  I don't recall exactly, but it couldn't have been much larger than a 20 foot.

It was late one night when I crawled into the tiny bed at the back of the trailer.  It was summer and so the small window on the side of the bed was open, the scent of Ponderosa pines filling the room and, I assumed, my dreams.  I felt, more than saw, the presence of light outside.  Logic told me that it was someone outside the window but as I focused, I realized that the light was above the tin roof of the place.  The light could not have been the moon.  The trailer was tucked beneath a canopy of trees.

I'm fairly certain I wasn't supposed to be aware of what happened next.  I've had many encounters where I've actually felt them deliberately erase my awareness or my memory.  But this time perhaps they were too busy to pay attention to the fact that I was watching every second of the experience.

The light, which turned out to be the most powerful and brilliant light I've ever seen, had a life of its own.  I watched as it 'disintegrated' the roof above me.  It entered my body and, as it did, I was dematerialized.  I found myself, once again, in one of the medical rooms.  This time their work included helping me get over the trauma of recent events.  They also worked on my brain.  I assumed, after the fact, that it was the purpose of more easily communicating with them.

Once again, I thought that I probably shouldn't have been aware of the process.  When they were finished with assisting me, somehow I was put back into this 'cylinder of light.'  I found myself floating through space, aware of the fact that my cells were scattered and in no way resembled a human body.  I felt myself come back down through the tin roof and watched in awe as this life-like light re-assembled me. 

And now I found myself gliding down the same hallway, passing the first medical room and headed to the second.  I couldn't help but wonder what was next.

(continued in next blog.....)