THE DEVELOPMENT OF A CHANNELER or I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS
When I was practicing automatic writing, I had the distinct impression of someone standing behind me. Of course, I would turn around to see nothing. However, over time, the impression got stronger. It also became obvious that this was NOT my subconscious writing.
There were a number of clues to suggest this. As I mentioned, initially, there were symbols, drawn the same way and strung together like sentences. Then symbols and words. Finally, names began to appear. Yes, names. Not ones I recognized: Oldegon, Alad and DK for example.
Each name would have a different writing style and the "feel" would be different. There were a few other names that showed up rarely but those were the main ones.
After it became fairly clear that these beings were indeed real and outside myself, I began to have the irrational concern that I was going to see a ghost. In retrospect, I feel it was a symbolic concern in that I was going to "see" the things that had been hidden from me all my life.
None the less, the automatic writing was fascinating to me. The writers were telling me things in answer to my questions. They commented about Atlantis, energy and extra-terrestrials. Yes, they identified themselves as extra-terrestrials. Well, I just went with it taking it with the proverbial grain of salt. They would even occasionally write down when "appointments" with extra-terrestrials would take place. Of course, the day would come and go with no conscious recall. This was 1977 after all and I didn't know about Missing Time. I just assumed that distortion was getting into the writing. It wasn't but that's another story.
At this point, I need to mention a little background information about myself. I have always had a "problem" with sleeping. Actually, it's been more of a bother to others than me because I don't remember it most of the time but I talk in my sleep and I Sleep WALK. I've done this at least since the age of 5. It was a real source of concern to my parents because I would apparently leave the house! I just learned to accept the fact that when I go to sleep and wake up the next day, I can't really be sure I didn't go somewhere in the meantime. Seems like most people are disturbed when this happens to them but it has never bothered me except to be concerned that I might bother someone else with it.
Anyway, as part of this phenomena, since childhood, I have awakened and seen things. I mean physically see strange things. As I watch, they tend to fade away but I am awake. However, I never saw anything that disturbed me until 1977. I awoke one night and floating in the air was a full size form. It was not clearly defined; it was misty gray. I was looking straight at it when I opened my eyes. The form was about four feet off the ground and five feet from the end of the bed. It was looking down on me.
I can honestly say that this scared the pitootee out of me. I literally gasped and my heart started pounding as I watched this form. I could tell, even in my agitated, state that it was aware of the effect it was having on me. It seemed to send me some sort of message such as don't worry and then faded away as I watched.
When it was gone, I jumped up and headed for the light. I slept with the light on the rest of the night. Sort of silly for a 25 year old. But, that encounter was necessary to get me over the fear of what was to develop next.