by John E. Mack, M.D.1992
The author describes how he got into the study of the UFO abduction experience, a bit of the history of the field, the phenomenology of UFO abductions, who the abductees are, his use of non-ordinary states of consciousness in working with them, some of the physical evidence involved, what effect being abducted has on the abductees, and his interpretation of the meaning of the experience.
UFO abductions are not a rare phenomenon and have been estimated to have occurred to three-million Americans. There is a remarkably precise correspondence to the reports.
Abductees exhibit relatively little psychopathology.
The author uses a combination o hypnosis and a breathing technique as treatment in helping the abductees confront and move through the terrifying memories of the experiences. Abduction events and descriptions of aliens are relatively uniform.
There is both subtle and highly robust physical evidence that accompanies some of the abductions. The aftermaths of these events are usually highly traumatic. But in processing these terrors, abductees are often able to find these events a source of transformation, in connecting them beyond themselves.
They can provide a sense of purpose, often linked to an environmental awareness and a sense of mission related to our precarious global ecological situation. Their meaning for all of us may lie in challenging, in a powerful and meaningful way, the species-arrogance inherent in our Western cultural paradigm. They challenge our consensus reality in collapsing the boundaries we have placed between the physical and spiritual domains.
Considering the global crisis, they may even represent a cosmic intervention or corrective, spoken to us in the only language we are any longer capable of hearing-that of the physical and of high technology.
The Opening Through Which UFOs Flew
Because of my work with Stanislav Grof and holotropic breathwork and the way it has brought me on and opened my consciousness, I sometimes say the UFOs [Unidentified Flying Objects] flew in through the hole in my psyche that was opened up by the work that I have done in the transformational area.
Each of us working in the area of consciousness evolution seems to have our limits.
Some people say,
“Well, that parapsychology stuff is OK, but astrology – I can’t buy into that.”
I know a publisher, who has even published Grof’s works, who said that to me.
Or people may say,
“I can take astrology or parapsychology, but this UFO abduction stuff is too far out; I can’t accept that. “
Well, that was my reaction as well, as I will explain.
One of the things one has to do when working in this field is to disimpact certain of our words. Our language is for the making of categories. But the categories we have do not work very well here.
For example, people ask me,
“Is it really true?” or “Did this literally happen to people?” “Is it real?” they ask.
Well, real is the kind of word that has to be looked at again from this other point of view. Or take the words, inside and outside – is this something in the external world or something in the internal world? Again, these categories get shattered.
What I will do now is relate my own experience of how I got into this area; then give a bit of the history of the field – very briefly, because this is a huge subject, a whole domain that I am only going to be able to touch the high spots of; and then I will describe the phenomenology some. I am going to describe who the abductees are, my use of non-ordinary states of consciousness in working with them, a little of the physical evidence, what effect being abducted has on the abductees, and finally, how I put together the meaning of this phenomenon.
I refer you to four books in which to explore this further: One is by Kenneth Ring (1985), called Heading Toward Omega. Another is by Keith Thompson (1991), called Angels and Aliens.
Budd Hopkins’s (1987) work, titled Intruders, is a classic in this field. Finally, there is David Jacobs’s (1990) recently published book, Secret Life: Firsthand Accounts of UFO Abductions.
My Experience With the UFO Phenomenon
My experience with this phenomenon is fairly recent. In 1989 I was given a paper, written by Keith Thompson, that Stan Grof was preparing for a book. it contained a Jungian interpretation of the UFO phenomenon.
I kept asking myself at the time,
“Yes, but what is the data? What is really going on here?”
Nothing much happened until a friend – another member of my training group working with Stan Grof – asked me if I wanted to meet Budd Hopkins. I said, “Who’s Budd Hopkins?” Hopkins, of course, is the classic pioneer in this field. That was late in 1989. I met him in January in New York. It was one of those moments you kind of remember the date exactly – January 10th -w here something shifts in your life.
When Budd told me about these cases, what was so powerful for me was the very precise correspondence of the experiences people were reporting, coming forth with great reluctance from all over the United States and all parts of the world. When, for example, one experiencer would be shown a picture of the aliens drawn by another experiencer, he or she would react with horror, because that meant someone else was having the experience and their notion that they could somehow dismiss this as a dream was shattered.
That response struck me as something that could only occur if something real, and not imaginary, had happened to them. Dreams do not work like that. People do not respond to another’s dreams that way. So something in me said there is something going on here that I do not understand.
Little by little I got drawn into this, and I was referred to cases. By the beginning of June of that same year I had worked with approximately fifty-five individuals – forty-one of whom fulfilled the strict criteria of an abduction case, which include being taken by strange, humanoid creatures into an enclosure, a UFO, and subjected to a variety of procedures, which I will tell you about.
My cases include children as young as two years old. The oldest person is fifty-seven.
There is debate in UFO literature as to whether this phenomenon is fundamentally different from the folkloric history of visitation by little people and fairies, and there are some similarities to these phenomena. But what is distinctive about UFO abductions – at least ever since the Betty and Barney Hill case began the current abduction phenomena in 1961 – is that these cases have been subjected to firsthand empirical study and are not handed down through an oral tradition.
As Eddie Bullard (1982), a folklorist who has looked into this and who is a most experienced person, put it, in UFO cases there is a core phenomenon which is highly articulated and detailed and thus is unlike other folkloric reports, which have great cultural variability.
In his two books, Missing Time (1983) and Intruders (1987), Budd Hopkins described many of the fundamental features of the phenomenon that I will tell you about.
And David Jacobs’s (1990) book, more recently, has described for the first time the fundamental elements from the beginning of the abduction, through the procedures that occur on the ship, to the end of the experience.
An Estimated Three-Million Americans Abducted
A Roper poll (1991) based on a sample of six-thousand Americans and conducted from July through September of 1991 asked people whether they had experienced a number of the phenomena associated with UFO abductions – e.g., the experience of being taken through a wall, the inexplicable bright light strange beings around their bed, or actually seeing a UFO.
If people had four out of five of these experiences, it was reasoned there was a likelihood or a good possibility they were UFO abductees. Based on this estimate in that poll, it is conceivable that as many as three-million Americans have had this experience. So, you see, it is not a rare phenomenon.
It is striking to me that many of my new cases are people who were known to the UFO community but had not come forward before, coming forward only now as it seems to them that more “respectable” people like myself are taking notice. (Well, presumably I am more respectable, although how long that condition will prevail is questionable.)
They are saying,
“Well, if a Harvard professor can take this seriously, then I can come forward, I can report my experience.”
For example, one woman – a thirty-year-old, very stable person, mother of three kids – had this experience of seven little guys coming and taking her through walls to the ship. She would say it was terrifying to her.
Her mother would respond,
“Oh, you’ve had that nightmare.”
And she would say,
“No, Mother, it wasn’t a nightmare. It really happened to me.”
And that kept happening to her. Still, all her life her mother would say it was a nightmare.
But then she heard about me and thought,
“Well, if this man believes it’s happening, I can tell him my experience.”
She was relieved in one sense but crestfallen in another sense to discover that yes indeed, this is an experience that many people have had.
Who Are the Abductees?
Now, who are the abductees?
First of all, it struck me how ordinary these people are. They exhibit relatively little psychopathology, except that which might be considered the result of the impact of this very disturbing experience. I have housewives, clerks, prison guards, a chef in a Boston restaurant. There have been numerous psychological studies of these individuals; none has discovered any psychopathology in great degree that could account for the experience.
Kenneth Ring (1985) has talked about the possibility that there might be some kind of encounter-prone personality. The fantasy-prone personality – a thesis of Keith Basterville from Australia – has not proved out. Yet one of the difficulties involved is to know what is cause and what is effect, because the process of being abducted may begin as early as nursery age.
There have been abductions of infants from nurseries, for example.
Also, there has been criticism of the use of hypnosis, which is important in investigating these cases. Yet we have no evidence that hypnosis has introduced distortion into this phenomenon. What hypnosis tends to do is to access memories that have been walled off and are not available to the individual because of the intense traumatic nature of the phenomenon. There is, in addition, the fact that experiencers feel that the aliens have ordered them to not remember, have shifted their consciousness, and have “turned them off” so that they are not expected to remember this.
The non-ordinary state of hypnosis seems to reverse this amnesia.
My Approach in Treating Abductees
My own approach in treating abductees, which has evolved in investigating this phenomenon, is to use hypnotic relaxation in combination with intense focus on the breath. I can not just use holotropic breathwork alone – although that would be interesting – because I need to talk to them.
Breathwork precludes talking, for the most part. At any rate, I first establish in an interview, which lasts at least an hour and a half, that the person has the suggestive indicators of abduction – like little guys around the bed or periods of missing time. However, sometimes they will remember the whole abduction experience, even initially. Interestingly, people who have taken psychedelics at some time in their lives tend to remember the experience this way.
I do not have enough statistics about this to be sure that this is a robust phenomenon, but there appears to be a tendency for these sorts of people to remember their experiences without a non-ordinary state of consciousness and to be able to explore what has occurred to them without hypnosis.
But generally when I have used the standard hypnosis approach and relaxation to get someone into a non-ordinary state, into a trance, and when they reach a difficult place where some intense anxiety comes or when there is some disturbing sensation in the body, then I will have them focus on the breath and go deep into the breathing. It returns the person into the trance.
It also helps them to move through the fear and the stressing-out effect that they are experiencing at the time.
[It might be useful to restate that a large proportion of the material relating to abductions is recalled without the use of an altered state of consciousness, and that many abduction reporters appear to relive powerful experiences after only the most minimal relaxation exercise, hardly justifying the word “hypnosis” at all. The relaxation exercise is useful to relieve the experiencer’s need to attend to the social demands and other stimuli of face-to-face conversation, and to relieve the energies involved in repressing memories and emotion.]
One thing I want to emphasize, because I think it is fundamental in distinguishing this phenomenon from fantasy or delusion or in its diagnosis, is the intense distressing affect that is associated with the recall of these experiences. There are individuals who literally shake with fear confronting the memories of how they were paralyzed or upon seeing again the little aliens with the big black eyes. Their bodies shake, and they scream literally with terror as they remember the intrusive procedures which occurred on the ships.
This contrasts with research like Lawson’s (1985, 1987), which uses a simulation.
Such research asks,
“Well, what do you imagine an encounter would be like?”
And people can somehow concoct what an abduction would be like if they were to have one.
But it is the affective power of the real abduction experience that gives authenticity to it and tells me as a psychiatrist that something powerful and disturbing has, in fact, happened to people.
What Is the Abduction Experience?
So the great mystery remains: What is it? What is it in fact that happens? That is what I will turn to now.
The basic abduction experience occurs almost out of nowhere. The person may have some premonitory suggestion. They will be in their bed or in a car. One woman was in a snowmobile. They may hear a humming. They may see a UFO up close. And then they undergo a change in consciousness. They do not exactly lose consciousness; there is a period they can not account for. It passes, and then they are kind of woozy at the end of two or three hours when they realize the time has passed.
Occasionally they will remember what happened.
What I am going to relate will include the information gotten from the use of the non-ordinary state through the technique I have described. They may see light in the bedroom or a beam of light outside. Then they find themselves, against their wills, being carried to the light, through a wall or the window, wherever they happen to be.
Their first reaction, when they first recall, is that this just can not be real. It does not fit any laws that we know. Yet they have been witnessed by their relatives to not be present during that time.
They are physically gone, and families become very distressed. Mothers become distressed when their children are in fact gone. One of the things most difficult to accept is that this can actually have a literal factual basis.
Yet we must acknowledge that facts that do not fit still must be looked at.
What the Aliens Look Like
One of the hardest things for the abductees is to look at the beings themselves.
The beings are generally described fairly consistently, despite the fact that until the last several years descriptions in the media were not common. I did not myself know the basic description until about four-and-a-half, five years ago. Usually they are described as small, having large heads and big black eyes. Their eyes are the most prominent feature. They have a kind of rudimentary nose, nostril holes, a slit of a mouth, no ears, and are about three, three-and-a-half feet tall.
Sometimes there is a doctor or a leader who is described as somewhat taller, sometimes with wrinkles in the head. He seems to be the figure who is in charge on the UFO, having long arms, three or four fingers, thin, tapering legs, a chest without forms, and no genitals are seen. Occasionally, there are larger, seemingly human figures that appear to be associated with the little humanoids.
Keep in mind that I hear myself saying these words and I can not believe I am saying them. You probably can not either. Yet this is the consistent account of otherwise normal, healthy, sane people, who do not believe it either.
They are only first confronting the truth of it with me or other investigators.
Happenings Inside the Ship
Then the ship is described.
Abductees may or may not see the ship from the outside. The next thing they know they are inside the ship, and it has kind of curved walls, a kind of coolness inside. They are naked, and they are subjected to a series of procedures, which include the taking of skin samples, and the insertions of probes of various kinds in the nose.
Abductees who do not know each other and have not gotten this information in the media consistently give elaborate and highly detailed descriptions of instruments. The media did not have the details of these reports until fairly recently, and it is still fairly sketchy in the media, so it is hard to account for this consistency in reports. The most prominent aspect of the experience is the urological-gynecological probings. Instruments are inserted into the vagina. Often, mothers claim to have had fetuses removed.
While there is not a physically documented case of fetus removal, the experience is that they have been pregnant and the fetus has been removed. Men have had sperm samples taken against their wills. It is highly distressing. That is one of the most disturbing parts about it. However, I will discuss shortly how that in itself is not the core or most disturbing aspect of the experience as you go more deeply into the phenomenon.
There is also intense probing of the head; sometimes there is the experience of implants being put in. Several of these implants, by the way, have been removed and are currently being analyzed. So far, none of these have been definitely proven to not be made of materials that could be on Earth. There is a lot of research going on about the physical aspects of this, which I will mention in a moment.
The experience ends with the return of abductees via a reversal of the procedure I mentioned. They are usually returned to the place where they had been, but funny things happen there.
Their shirts may be inside out. Or they may be placed some place different from where they started out from.
The Physical Evidence
There are accompanying physical dimensions to this phenomenon.
These by themselves would not constitute evidence that would satisfy scientists, but in the context of the abductions the physical evidence is highly important. Abductees may wake up with unexplained cuts, scoop marks, or bleeding noses. There is one case in which four or five people were abducted from an apartment and all woke up with nosebleeds the next morning.
In association with the experience, they may notice that there is burned earth outside of the apartment from where the UFO landed.
The physical evidence is sometimes subtle. One of the things that is important in terms of consciousness and our notions of reality is that the evidence here has to be taken as a totality. To rely on the physical evidence by itself might not satisfy us. Yet taken within the context of the whole, highly robust psychological experience of this phenomenon, it creates a pattern. So subtler information is something we need to be attentive to as we expand our epistemologies.
On the other hand, sometimes the physical evidence is not so subtle. There is a case being explored in New York of a regression hypnosis that Budd Hopkins did. In this case, a woman passed out through a window of an apartment building in which she lived, on the Lower East Side. This was about four years ago.
Since then, several witnesses have come forward who were outside the apartment building, who saw the UFO, who saw the beings, and who saw her and the little beings go into the UFO, and then saw the UFO going into the East River. They were on the Brooklyn Bridge or someplace on the street; and they exactly described, physically from outside the building, what Hopkins discovered and described in the hypnotically regressed abduction experience of the woman.
So sometimes you get this highly robust physical evidence, and sometimes the evidence is very subtle.
The Aftermath of the Experience
The fact that these experiences can occur in families adds a deeper and in some ways more troubling dimension to the aftermath of the abduction phenomenon.
That is, several members of a family may be taken; the experiences may even span several generations, including parents and grandparents. Yet families have great difficulty talking to each other about it because it violates consensus reality.
At any rate, the two fundamental sequel are the traumatic/post-traumatic nature of the phenomenon – although it is not altogether post-traumatic, as I will explain – and the transformational/growth-enhancing dimension of it.
The Traumatic Aftermath
First the traumatic: The trauma has four aspects to it. The first element is the experience itself – to be paralyzed, to be taken against your will, to be subjected to these intrusive, terrifying procedures. The terror is enormous, and it is buried or repressed for the reasons that I mentioned.
The second aspect is the isolation that these individuals feel. They are very reluctant to tell their parents. They get told they are too imaginative or that they are dreaming. As adults, if the guy who is abducted tells what happened, say, in a bar, he will be told he is crazy. So abductees have each learned, as one of them put it, to go “underground.”
They do not tell their experiences, so they feel very isolated. They know something of profound importance has happened in their lives, something that has great meaning; but they dare not talk about it.
The third aspect, which is the one that has particular relevance to our discussion, is that it totally shatters their understanding of consensus reality, as of course it does for us. Claire, a woman who was at an M.I.T. conference on UFO abductions, shared that she is the second of four generations of people who have been abducted and is very troubled that she can not protect her little four-year-old granddaughter.
She related how her granddaughter draws pictures of how she locks herself in a box so that Mu, the head alien, will not take her sometime.
Claire also said – and this is characteristic of what abductees say to me,
“I would relish the idea that I’m insane. To accept that this is genuine undermines everything that I have accepted as reality. I like skeptics; they give me an out.”
Many people have come to me, particularly recently, who have come forward with all the attention that seems somewhat to have legitimized the phenomenon (although not really, it seems still to be mostly “tabloid” material rather than mainstream). But these people win come to me, and I will listen.
At the end I can see they are distressed, and they will usually say things like,
“I came here to get you to tell me I’m crazy. ” And I will say, “I don’t understand this. It’s a deep mystery to me. I’ve seen many people like you, and it’s not an expression of madness. “
And to them that is a loss, because it strips away the defense of denial that used to tell them this can not be so.
The fourth aspect of the trauma resides in the fact that the experience can recur at any time. Unlike many other traumas, it is not over, when it is over.
The Transformational Aftermath
The second important dimension of the UFO abduction phenomenon, and one I want to underscore, is the element of transformation.
What I and others who have worked with the trauma of this have discovered is that the abductees begin to feel that their experiences were for a purpose or had a positive meaning to them.
That is, when the trauma has been fully experienced and processed intensely in the non-ordinary state of consciousness, after more than one-my, two, three, or four hypnosis sessions-something begins to happen in the abductees and in their perceptions of their experiences.
They feel that the experience is expanding their consciousness, that they are connecting with themselves, that they are opening up to a whole new perspective on the universe.
One man went through just incredible terror. He had a sperm sample taken from him against his will, and he was screaming and yelling on the bed as I worked with him in hypnosis.
At the end he said,
“You know, John, the physical terror is minuscule compared to the terror of acknowledging that this is real, of having to look into the eyes of the aliens.”
The eye contact, which is sometimes strongly resisted, is a very powerful, confirming matter for these individuals. The terror of that acknowledgment is much greater, as this man said, than the physical reality of being overwhelmed and taken on the ship. I have seen this pattern in case after case.
Another important transformational aspect pertains to the intense information that abductees are given on the ship about the global crisis. For example, they may be shown a wasted landscape after nuclear war or environmental destruction. They may see the Earth dying, with polluted atmosphere and foul rivers. In response to this, and almost uniformly, they develop a powerful environmental consciousness. Some of them go so far as to drop the jobs they have been doing.
However, it should be noted that this deep transformation only occurs when they have worked intensely with their experiences in a non-ordinary state of consciousness. These transformations do not normally occur spontaneously; the abductees have to go deeply into the experience, it seems. But when they do, many find that they can bring the experience forward into the work they do in the world. One woman has begun teaching environmental studies in a school; one has become a massage therapist; another has become an acupuncturist. They tend towards work that is more connecting, more transpersonal if you will.
Another transformation that happens is the intense bonding that occurs with the aliens after a while. What was originally an intensely traumatic experience turns into an extraordinarily meaningful relationship.
From fear of looking into the eyes, they come to look deeply into those black eyes of the aliens. One woman described it as being fifty times more powerful than any experience she had had of connecting with another person on Earth. So they feel this bonding relationship with something beyond themselves.
Recently I have been getting cases that take this even further. In deep trance one young man, for example, began to talk about an inter-species mating process going on. He said there is a connecting going on beyond the Earth, beyond ourselves, that that is what is happening with the mating of these two species against our will.
I do not think one can understand this sort of thing without some sense of a larger design, or a divinity, or an anima mundi.
There is this feeling of inter-species connecting on a very powerful level. What this one man said to me is that these beings with huge heads have been too much observing and not enough feeling and that they look to us for feeling. Creation of hybrid babies, occurring as a result of this inter-species mating process, appears to be an important purpose in abductions.
The aliens are very interested in watching mothers nurture these hybrid babies, whose characteristics are a mix between human beings and the aliens. This young man – Dane was his name – claimed that he learned through connecting with the aliens that we have become too disconnected from our feelings and that this mating process is to somehow “open up the heart-mind” – those were his words.
We have lost or we need to develop the heart-mind.
The heart has a mind and an agenda all its own to bring us back home, all of us, by which he meant back to God, or the evolution of consciousness back to our Ground of Being.
The Meaning of Abductions
The last part I wish to relate is how I put the whole phenomenon together, what meaning I have been able to derive from the whole structure of this.
This is made difficult by the fact that the aliens do not necessarily tell you what they are up to unless, as they put it we are ready to hear it. Furthermore, a theory of this phenomenon would have to account for a number of disparate matters. It would have to account for the fact that these people are otherwise quite ordinary and sane.
It would have to account for the sightings of UFOs that accompany some of them, the physical phenomena that are sometimes associated with them, and the fact that they occur to children as young as three years old.
Challenging Our Species-Arrogance
First, this phenomenon has challenged our sense of reality more powerfully than almost anything else I am aware of. One man had an experience ten years earlier that he could remember without hypnosis.
Throughout that time and prior to any investigation with me, he claimed that the experience had opened him up.
As he put it,
“Once I was open I couldn’t stand what we were doing on the Earth. Just that opening of me changed my whole perspective on our place in the universe.”
Considering this, it occurs to me that the global crisis, the destruction of the environment, is the context in which they are occurring.
I trust I do not have to spell out those dimensions to you. That crisis is at root a product of the dominant paradigm of the Western mind, particularly its inherent dualism and materialism. Together these philosophical assumptions represent a kind of species-arrogance. They imply that we are the only intelligence, the only ones with the brains evolved enough to produce consciousness.
This implies also that we are alone on this planet with our intelligence, building it up single-“mindedly,” but separated in a meaningless and otherwise non-conscious universe.
Now, the alien phenomenon strikes at almost every aspect of that fundamental, dominant paradigm of Western psychology and science. Just one example: The UFOs themselves make a mockery of the technology we are so proud of.
They go on and off the radar screen. They appear. They disappear.
Nothing military has any relevance to them, although they appear to some military quarters to be a threat to us. Perhaps you have heard the joke that Allen Hyneck, a United States Air Force officer and former debunker, who switched over to becoming a believer, used to tell.
He quotes an Air Force colonel who said,
“Why don’t we shoot one of them down and see if they’re friendly?”
So we see the Trickster at work here: They exist, they do not exist.
UFOs appear in our physical reality, then disappear from our physical reality They tell us that whatever illusions we had that we were in control of the world, of nature, of ourselves, are shattered. We are utterly not in control. They come; they take us when they will; they take us onto their ships; they do what they want with us.
All we can do is surrender and try to stay open to it.
Collapsing the Walls Between Physical and Spiritual
Abductees also experience the collapse of space-time. These are generally not philosophically sophisticated people.
Yet space and time to them just seem to fold in and disappear. So it shatters the notion of a space-time universe as being the only dimension that is possible. Our Western dualism is also overcome by the bonding that takes place. The connecting that occurs with the aliens tells us that we are somehow connected beyond the universe as we know it.
If this were not enough, the abduction phenomenon commits another cardinal sin to the Western mind. If you think about the cognitive demography, as it was spelled out to a group of us recently by the Dalai Lama in India, there are three dimensions of being that are known to Eastern traditions.
One is the physical, the manifesting bodies that we know.
Then there is the spirit world – with angels, Shiva, the gods and goddesses, and so on.
Finally, there is the level without form. Each tradition has words for that level – the Holy Spirit in Christianity, the anima mundi, or the Great Spirit of Native Americans.
In the West we have departments of religion, anthropology, and philosophy to study the second and third domains.
But the only one that is considered real is the first dimension – the physical, bodied domain, whereas in other cultures those other domains are real. Of course we generally allow that those domains sort of exist in people’s minds.
But the absolute cardinal sin to the Western mind – and the thing that will drive my colleagues crazy and probably end up getting me in trouble – is that there can be traffic across those barriers, is that the third world can enter the physical world. Yet that is precisely what this phenomenon indicates to us.
In other words it breaks down that barrier which ought to belong and stay in the third world, yet it shows up in the physical world.
A Cosmic Intervention
The way I understand this – and I am stretching a bit to say this-is that the higher intelligence, or whatever is at work here as a “cosmic corrective,” can only talk to us in the language we know.
By this I mean that many of the abductees I am working with have come to understand that there is an imbalance in us requiring a cosmic adjustment an intervention from outside ourselves. Yet the only language we understand, particularly in Western culture is the language of the physical, that of the embodied creature. So if any intelligence wants to reach us, it must come to us in the physical form. And that is why the aliens enter our world in the familiar high-tech way they do.
I want to conclude with two quotes. One is from Rainer Maria Rilke. It is from a letter, quoted in a foreword to Peter Matthieson’s book, The Snow Leopard. Rilke, you may remember, was on a personal odyssey of his own, as was Peter Mattlhieson.
That is at bottom the only courage that is demanded of us. To have courage for the most strange, the most singular, and the most inexplicable that we may encounter. That mankind has in this sense been cowardly has done life endless harm.
The experiences that are called visions, the whole so-called spirit world, death, and all those things that are so closely akin to us have, by daily parrying, been so crowded out of life that the senses by which we could have grasped them have atrophied. To say nothing of God.
The last quote is from an abductee. She is a young mother. She has been abducted with her son and, perhaps, her husband. She has been told by the aliens that there is a place from which they come where time does not exist.
For her, this domain has become altogether real.
“Truth is truth,” she said. “It will still be there when science is ready to see it or equipped to validate it”
Following is an excerpt from a hypnotic regression in which hypnotherapist Barbara Bartholic regressed abductee Ted Rice to an event he experienced at the tender young age of eight. The account comes from the book “Masquerade of Angels” by Karla Turner, Ph.D.
The day was cloudy and overcast, but little Teddy didn’t mind. He loved playing alone, roaming through the cottonfields and chasing the small animals he flushed from cover. His bare feet scuffling along, raising dusty clouds behind him. The sky grew darker, and Teddy wondered if a storm might be coming. Maybe he should get back home, he thought, turning away from the open fields and heading for the faded gray house beyond the farmland.
As he walked along, something made him look up. A light high above him shone down, and Teddy had to shield his eyes from blinding radiance.
“That’s not the sun, is it?” he wondered. But before he could go further, he felt himself rising from the ground, unable to move, floating up toward the source of the strange light.
An image began to emerge from the white brilliance, the image of a grating or grillwork. As he approached it, Teddy felt himself pass right through, like smoke through a picketfence, and his mind blanked out.
When he was once again aware of his surroundings, Teddy saw that he was in a strange room, and he was not alone.
“I just saw an ugly face,” Ted told Barbara in a whisper. “It looked chalky white. The head almost looked like it was plastic, a mask. It had kind of an angular chin, coming down in a V-shape, and curved slightly. There are two dark holes for the eyes. They look more like holes than anything else, like it’s just a void.”
Two small, gray beings stood watching Teddy.
“Who are you?” he asked, looking around in confusion. “Where am I?”
The beings made no sound in response, but then he began to hear them in his mind. They told him not to speak aloud, that it was not necessary.
“Talk to us mentally,” they communicated, but they would not answer his questions.
The beings guided him over to a small sitting area and placed him beside a window. Looking through it, Teddy became very alarmed. He could see his grandmother’s house below him, but then whatever he was inside began to turn and move upward rapidly, away from the farm below.
Bright, multicolored lights flashed by, and he felt as if he were moving at great speed. The lights disappeared, and all Teddy could see out the window was total darkness. Fascinated, he watched for a while, and then he spotted something in the distance. It was a round, pea-shaped thing that appeared to be getting larger. Before long, he realized that the round thing was not really growing, but that he was approaching closer to it. It was a dark, gray-green metallic orb, with spikes protruding from various angles.
“Do you remember watching old World War II movies and those great big explosive mines that were in the ocean. Ted asked. “I keep seeing something that looks like that, only huge, kind of a dark color, and I don’t see any windows. But there are little things sticking out on it.”
“Where is this located?” Barbara asked.
“I don’t know,” Ted replied.
Inside the moving craft, Teddy watched the approach to the spiky orb, which he could now tell was of enormous size. He noticed tiny objects around the sphere, flying in and out of the tips of the spikes. Teddy drew nearer until at last he could discern what these objects were: metallic ships entering the projections. And he saw that the craft he was in was now maneuvering to enter one of those openings.
Once inside the huge sphere, the craft carrying Teddy came to rest on a gigantic platform. He was led out by the two gray beings into what seemed to be the central part of the strange environment. The top of the structure was so far above him that he couldn’t even see it. Beams of light stretched from point to point, and he watched as other creatures like the ones with him traversed the light beams as if they were walkways.
Propelled forward by his companions, Teddy walked down long a hall, noticing the luxuriantly plush carpeting beneath his bare feet. They came to a door or opening, and he was led inside. Everything was so quiet that Teddy felt frightened. The stillness was sepulchral, and as he looked around he sensed that there was no love, no emotion there, only the deathly silence. The gray beings were cold, unsmiling, and uncommunicative.
The little room reminded Teddy of a doctor’s office, filled with cabinets, counters, and strange machinery. In the middle of the room stood a shiny metallic plate, taller than he was, suspended a few inches above the floor. It had a small shelf or foot support upon which the beings placed him, with his back against the cold metal plate. It was hard for him to see clearly in this room, for it was lit only by a soft, hazy, bluish ambience that had no discernible source.
Someone else entered the room, a woman with burgundy red hair, bluntly cut, with bangs. Her face was rouged and her lips darkly painted. She wore a white lab coat, as if she were a doctor’s assistant.
“Remove your clothes,” she told him mentally.
“No,” Teddy thought back at her. “I don’t want to.”
Ignoring his protests, the woman and the gray beings forcibly undressed him, and then she walked over to a counter top area where many lights pulsated. Teddy saw large screens above the counter and other devices he couldn’t identify. The woman pushed some buttons or switches or something, Teddy wasn’t really sure, and then the metal plate against which he was standing began to change colors.
“The wall’s kind of lit up behind me,” Ted told Barbara. “I’ve got the feeling they’re across the room looking at me. It looks like an X-ray and they can see through me. Or maybe what’s on the wall behind me is telling them something. The wall is funny behind me, and these eyes are watching from across the room. They’re looking at me, they’re talking about what they’re seeing on the wall. It has to do with me.”
He paused, concentrating on his interior images.
“They’ve done something to me,” he resumed, “and they’re seeing, they’re looking to see how it is.”
What had seemed solid metal behind him now seemed more like a window through which colored lights shone. Teddy saw that on the screens above the counter a series of images appeared. At first he recognized images of his bone structure, and then the image changed to show blood vessels. Next he could make out what appeared to be his internal organs, and as each image changed, it seemed this device was recording absolutely everything about his body. It was even counting the number of hairs on his head.
Teddy was startled when the plate against which he stood suddenly moved, tilting slowly back until it was horizontal, like a table. He raised his head and saw the gray beings approach. They carried a strange device that reminded him of headphones, which they positioned on his head so that it covered his ears. Noise came from the device, puzzling at first but growing painful as it continued. He didn’t like this noise, he wanted the headphones off his head, and he wanted to get out of that office and away from these beings.
The woman returned from the counter area with a glass in her hand. It was filled with a green liquid, and Teddy was amazed by the way the liquid glowed in the dimly lit room.
“Drink it,” she communicated, holding out the glass.
“No,” Teddy shook his head. “I want to go home.”
“Drink it now,” she insisted, “or you cannot go home. If you want to go home, you must mind me as you do your mother.”
“You’re not my mother,” he thought back at her, but she was unmoved.
“After you drink this,” she continued, “you can go home.”
No emotion came from the woman, but Teddy was scared into submission. Without another word, he took the glass and drank the glowing liquid. Immediately he became sick, nauseated, and pain flared up as if his insides were on fire. He lay back on the table growing sicker, until he vomited. Tendrils of green liquid dribbled down his mouth and chin, still glowing, but at least he no longer felt ill.
And then, as if he were standing a few feet away from the table, Teddy could see his body lying there motionless. “Am I dead?” he wondered.
Something cloudy and formless began to rise up from the small body. Teddy was amazed as he watched this mass slowly coalesce into a beautiful image of himself, and he saw that it was attached by a bottom tendril to drops of the green liquid on his face.
“It’s my soul!” he thought in amazement.
The miniature image turned toward the red-headed woman and looked at her. Teddy could feel great emotion coming from this form. He felt it was showing pure love and total, instant forgiveness toward her, although he didn’t understand why.
The woman went to the counter for a black, rectangular box, which she carried back over to the table where Teddy’s body lay. With a single motion, she turned his body over and placed the black box on the shoulder area. Wires were then attached to the box, and the woman somehow activated it. The little spirit image was slowly sucked into the box, which the woman then removed and replaced on the counter.
Next, she pulled down an instrument from the ceiling and turned it on.
“I see what looks like a dentist’s drill,” Ted described for Barbara, “kind of on a hook, expanding. They’re using something like this, working on my head, the lower neck.”
“Can you describe this action?” Barbara asked.
“They do something on both sides of the back of my neck, the lower part,” Ted exclaimed. “I don’t like them doing that. That’s when things started happening in my mind, when I see them doing that.”
“What was happening in your head?”
“What I didn’t like was forgetting things,” Ted groped for the words to explain the sensation. “I wasn’t remembering very well.”
Teddy saw a thin beam of light at the tip of the instrument, watching as the woman moved it down to the back of his neck. With the lightbeam she swiftly severed the head from the body and placed it in a basket-sized container on the floor. The table tilted again slightly, allowing the blood from the body to flow into a vat.
Teddy’s mind went completely blank. When he was next aware, he could hear a noise like a large resuscitator in the distance. And he was looking down on row after row of short tubs or containers.
“Give me all the impressions of where you are now,” Barbara directed.
“This room’s a lot bigger,” Ted said, “and I can see lockers, like in a gymnasium. There seem to be lockers all the way around the walls, everywhere.”
The tubs pulsated to the rhythm of the noise, and he could see that they were filled with dark red liquid in which chunks of fleshy tissue floated. The sides of the tubs appeared to be made of cowhide. At the end of each tub, he saw something that reminded him of the genitals of a cow, and as he watched, one of these areas opened, releasing a placenta-like bubble of dark red substance.
The gray beings picked up this mass and carried it over to a sink-type receptacle. They turned on a water outlet and gently washed the bubble. When they turned back around, Teddy could see that they held a tiny baby.
“Describe these lockers, please, Ted,” Barbara requested.
“They’re not lockers,” he replied, becoming more agitated with each word. “They’re compartments, they’ll open, and there’s something in all of those.”
“What’s in there?” Barbara asked.
“I can’t look,” he whispered, breathing rapidly. “Oh! Oh! No! I want up!”
Ted fought to escape from the couch, panicked by the vision of the compartments. It was all Barbara could do to keep him subdued as she worked to soothe his terror and return him to more control.
“Lie down, Ted,” she murmured, “and relax. Relax. It’s okay, you can cry. It’s all right.”
One of the beings went over to a short cabinet in a locker area and opened the door, placing the baby inside. The other being activated a control on the locker, and a few minutes later opened the door again. It rolled out what looked like a small wind-tunnel contraption. Within it was a tray, and on the tray Teddy saw a body identical to his, completely naked.
The beings moved this body over to the tilted table, which now stood empty, and placed it on the metal surface. Then the woman brought back the black box and set it on the body’s chest. Teddy could not see exactly what was done at that point, but he could see the naked body suddenly begin to jerk in short spasms. After that, the chest started to rise and fall, as if the body was now breathing.
The woman removed the black box, replacing it on the counter. She and her gray helpers next inserted long, needle-like instruments into the bottom of each foot, the chest, and the back and top of the head.
“They do a lot of things,” Ted told Barbara, as he regained his composure. “They stuck something in my feet, up closer to the toes.”
“What was put in there?” she asked.
“I don’t know,” he replied, ‘but I’m being told it will make me big and strong. And they put some kind of drops in my eyes.”
“What was the purpose for that?”
“I don’t know. My eyes were hurting like they’re real dry and irritated. Somebody keeps telling me that I’ll be all right, they’ll be finished in a minute and that I can go home.”
One of the grays then brought the woman the headphone device. She placed it on the body and activated the counter equipment once again.
“I have remembrance!” Teddy thought, “I have feelings again!”
A moment before he had felt nothing and known nothing, but now he was aware of who he was. He remembered everything he had thought and felt when he was in his original body, and with a surge of emotion he mentally cried out that he wanted to go home.
But there was more for him to endure. The grays helped him up from the table- he was now clearly back in a body, the body they had created and activated, and led him out to another room. Waitingfor him there was a different person, a man dressed in a purple suit and long cape, tall and skinny, more human-looking than the others. His skin was almost an orangish-white, a melon color, and his eyes looked strange because there were no eyebrows above them. His dark hair, which made a sharp widow’s peak on his forehead, looked unnatural, as if it were painted on his head.
The tall man jerked Teddy up impatiently and seemed to have a nasty disposition that made the boy very uncomfortable. But before anything else could happen, another man entered the room. This one looked totally human, with kind eyes and short, blond hair. He wore blousy, old-fashioned clothes of emerald green trimmed in gold and white.
The blond man said something to the bad-tempered man that Teddy could not understand, but he got the impression they were arguing about him. Then the dark-haired man angrily stomped his foot, whirled around, and left the room. The blond man squatted down beside Teddy and put his arm around the little boy’s shoulder. His gentle, soothing, almost sensual actions calmed Teddy’s fears.
The man began to explain what had been going on, telling Teddy about the lockers and the procedures that had been performed. Speaking as if the child were an adult, the man told him that he would be able instantly to absorb this information. He explained that there were periodic changes in the evolutionary process of the original Teddy, and that from time to time, for different reasons, such a switching-out procedure would be necessary for Teddy to fulfill his purpose here. He told the boy that he would be visited occasionally to make sure everything was progressing as it should, for the man was studying the beginnings of a new approach to something Teddy couldn’t really comprehend.
He also told Teddy that something had been done to his mother, and that the genealogical structure of both his parents had been used along with something else. Teddy understood that he was part of an experiment for the continuity of life, in some way involved with the final stages of growth. When the explanation was finished, the blond man took Teddy’s hand and led him through a doorway into a large auditorium area.
They stood together on a stage, and as Teddy looked out at the crowd of beings in the room, he saw many more of the gray people. There were also numerous animals present among them, including some creatures he had never seen before. They were all gathered there as an audience, waiting and watching, Teddy thought, with their attention focused on him.
From the opposite side of the stage, Teddy saw the dark-haired man walk out leading two other young children, a boy and a girl, who were also naked. The red-headed woman also arrived, and she took the two children from the man and brought them over to where Teddy and his companion stood.
The blond man picked up Teddy in his arms and held him out for the audience to observe, and then he did the same thing with the other two children.
“Everybody, this group of people that was watching,” Ted said, “it’s like they approve it. I don’t know what that means, They were pleased with us for some reason.”
“What did you say this area looks like?” Barbara asked.
“It’s an auditorium,” he repeated. “There’s a bunch of people there, and a lot of animals. I don’t know what some of these things are. I see some tall, hairy creatures like a Bigfoot, and some horrible things that look like they’re half-human, half- ant or half-cockroach. Those praying-mantis type things are big and have some almost human features. Strange reddish-brown, worm-like creatures, and some furry brown fat ones, even some that look like a mix of human and monkey. And all of them have their eyes on us.”
The blond man began to address the audience, talking about future generations. On a screen behind them, images flashed showing the “before” and the “after” products of the procedure Teddy had endured.
“See,” the man said proudly, “these are just like the original children.”
He explained to the audience that these children were the beginnings of products of future generations on earth.
Ted’s chest began heaving again, and his agitation increased.
“What is coming into your mind now?” Barbara asked.
“The things he’s saying, something about our creation,” Ted managed to speak. “Oooh!” he suddenly wailed, in long, mournful cries of fear and anger. Barbara tried to calm him again, but he was too frightened to listen.
“I saw that locker door again!” he cried in anguish, shaking uncontrollably.
“It’s okay, don’t be afraid now,” Barbara encouraged soothingly, while Ted gripped at the couch and fought against the spasms wracking his body.
“I know what’s in there,” he whispered, trembling. “I know what’s in there. And that’s what I don’t like. There’s another one of me in there. Oh! Oh! I don’t want to do it any more! I want to stop!”
His eyes flew open and he stared around in panic. No matter how much he wanted to block the memories, they kept coming.
“They put me in there and took it out,” he whimpered, “they changed it. There’s another one of me in there.”
Tears streamed down his face, and the spasms gradually ebbed away.
“It’s fine, it’s okay,” Barbara repeated. “You let that out, you’re fine now. You’ll feel better now that you’ve faced it.”
“I wasn’t produced in my mother,” Ted said, crying again. “I know. I saw it. There’s more than one of me, looks just like me.”
“Did they all have your kindness and your generous spirit?” Barbara asked. “Did they have your kind of soul?”
“I don’t know, I don’t know,” Ted cried out, suddenly loud and even more terrified. “I want to get up!”