Looking for UFO’S

My husband and I decided that it would be a good idea to go looking for any signs of a UFO or damage left behind from one. We don’t have any crops so we can’t get any crop circles. We were hoping to just see some burn marks or other such evidence of a possible landing. We came to this decision based on the fact that we and several of our friends had all heard a low humming vibrational noise. Like a low repetitious beat.

Based on my experience it seems that higher vibrational people can hear it and low vibrational people can not. That’s not a judgement mind you. I’m just saying that if your energy is low, for example, if you are sick or under the weather you vibrate at a lower frequency than if you are having positive thoughts and feeling good in your physical body. For example, peoples vibes are lower after the death of a pet or loved one.

So as I was saying. We continued our walk into the forest. The only thing we encountered was the neighbours’ dog and our neighbour. I would have loved to have run into, some Pleiadians, Arcturians, Copiouspeas, called the Peas. I could go on and on. I’m not sure what race is from the Dog Star? Or even Sirius? It would be amazing to meet them!

We finished our brief conversation with our neighbour and continued on our way. When we got to the halfway point of our walk the heavens opened up! We turned around and walked as fast as we could towards home. By the time we got out of the forest, we were both soaked!

I was looking at the ground watching my footing. As I had only gone out in my (thank goodness, rubber sandals) when a flash of lightning crashed just a few feet ahead of me, at the tops of the trees. My eyes hurt from the brightness and I could feel the energy move my hair!

I then felt my husbands hand as he reached me and held it. He was laughing and making light of the situation. I later found out when he was telling my son about our adventure, That he had seen nothing but the lightning and it had blinded him! He couldn’t even see me! That’s why he ran up to me and reached out for me. Making light humour about the whole event.

Which was a good thing to do because I would have lost it and started to cry. Out of nothing but fear its self. He agreed with this analogy. That’s why he protected me with his comedy. By singing a cute little tune when he grabbed my hand.

I wonder who was really protecting us that night? Aliens or Angels?