The Shimmering Green Curtain of Light

By: Sharon McCormick

During the last couple of years I’ve learned to distinguish between my garden variety dreams and what I call dreamvisions. The other night I had a vivid dreamvision. Two of my hybrid children took my hands and led me toward a shimmering green curtain of light. Several other kids played around us, full of life and joy.

As we approached the curtain, I hesitated. The vision abruptly ended. When I woke up, I thought, “Oh no, my kids were helping me into another dimension and I stopped!”

Or maybe I didn’t. Maybe I went through and just didn’t remember. Hmmm...

So on Father’s Day when I had a chance to talk to Bashar, I asked. He said part of me, my Greater Self, was already on the other side. Even though I was only a foot away from the curtain when I hesitated, my Physical Self wasn’t quite ready to step fully through to the other side.

Not exactly the answer I expected, but pretty cool! Just a little more work… :)

My Hybrid Daughter Jumps the Gun!

By: Sharon McCormick

I often get visits from my hybrid kids. One morning when I was in that halfway state between sleep and not, a name pounded into my head over and over again: Star Husil, Star Husil, Star Husil… One of those moments I knew all this is real because that’s not a name I ever would’ve made up.

The barrage stopped when I woke up enough to acknowledge that I’d heard her and would remember. She told me that when she comes to Earth, her “job” will be to go out in dreamtime to help humans with their issues.

Not long afterward, Alexandra Nielsen saw my watercolor of Star Husil and instantly connected to her. Here is what Alexandra later told me:

“Twice Star Husil has assisted me during the healings I do for others. She put her hands on top of my hands in two different sessions. One with yours and one with someone else. While helping me, her essence seemed to be pink and yellow... assured and sweet. She was there simply to assist with her gifts. I loved having her with me!”

I guess my extraordinary hybrid daughter was so anxious to get started, she decided not to wait until she gets here in physical form!

Kicked in the Stomach!

By: Sharon McCormick

I get hits from my hybrid kids – names, ages, preferences, what we do together in dreamtime. So I wasn’t surprised last month when a girl I hadn’t met before contacted me. What was a huge shock were the circumstances, the name she’d picked for herself, and the surprising results.

A bit of backstory: In the 1970s I worked for a film festival in Los Angeles. One year during the festival I turned around and saw the most gorgeous guy I’ve ever (still to this day) laid eyes on. Oscar M. I literally felt like I’d been kicked in the stomach. The breath shot out of me. I never saw him again but even after all this time, he occasionally pops into my head.

Okay, back to that night last month: In dreamtime I was in an office talking to a man. His wife came in with their three kids. I realized the man was Oscar M. First shock! One of the children let me know telempathically that she’s Oscar’s and my hybrid daughter.

I asked the child her name. She told me the one she’d chosen. Shock #2: No way! I told her that couldn’t be right – because it was the name of a human being I’d harbored negative feelings toward for some time. I’d worked and worked to release the negativity. I knew it lowered my vibration, but so far, no good.

I explained that to the girl, then again asked her name. And again. Five times she gave me the same answer, smiling each time. Then she said the reason she took that name was to help me integrate my feelings about the person, that my love for her, the child, would allow me to release the negativity.

Amazingly, it worked. Shocker 3! With her help, I was able to take my feelings to neutral. After that, I’ve gradually discovered allowance, acceptance, peace…

The hybrid children are so advanced and so loving, they’re genuinely happy to help us humans up our vibrations, individually and collectively. It’s win/win because they’re really excited about coming to Earth and the sooner we’re ready, the sooner they can come. Thank you, my wonderful – full of wonder – daughter! Your name at last sits easily on my tongue.

And now I know why, when I saw Oscar M standing across the room 40 years ago, I felt like I’d been kicked in the stomach. I already knew him. Nothing like a relationship forged on a spaceship to give one a giant jolt!
 

DA KEEDS (The Hawaiian Hybrid Children)

By: Kanoemaileokalani Wheeler
It was the morning after a day of playing marbles with three Loved Ones (an activity recommended by Bashar during a private session that we all attended).  I had never thought about whether or not I had hybrid kids.  It wasn’t that important to me and I trusted, as Bashar says, that when I need to know something, I’ll know it and until then, I continue to live my life engaged in activities that call to my heart.

I was emailing one of my friends I played marbles with, sharing with her what a lovely time I had playing marbles. I also shared that I was about to leave my house and go for a run.  As I was typing this, what came through my fingers next was completely unexpected... “going for a run and asking my hybrid kids to come along.”
????WHA???!!!  HELL-ER?!!! 
And then I laughed and that was that.  And, interestingly, just as quickly as I wrote those words and was surprised by it, I actually forgot about it! I began my run and was not motivated.  I did not want to run but I was training for a half marathon. I tired and feelling lazy and I didn't want to - or didn’t think I could – finish my run (ha ha ha! I hadn't even run a mile yet) and then “they” came into my awareness.
I said, "Kids, are you here?"  And there they were, INSTANTLY . . . one running facing me running backwards (telempathically I asked, "How many of you are there?" Immediate answer:  "5"), two more pushing me from behind, their little hands on my butt and one on each side of me... giggling, encouraging, "Come on, Mom," jumping over my head, laughing.  I put my arms down to hold their hands as we all ran.  They continued to encourage me and we LAUGHED!
I asked them their names.  The first four came forward pretty quickly, all in Hawaiian, of course. Their personalities were so evident and distinct, each one of them:
1.  Koa:  A boy.  He’s a leader, fighter of self-empowerment, one I can depend on.
2.  Ikaika:  A boy.  So much like his brother Koa.  They get along well.  He’s athletic, a coach, and courageous.

3.  Kainalu: A boy.  Not as intense of a personality as his brothers. He’s athletic, surfs, is connected to the sea, more laid back and fluid.

4.  Puamelia: A girl.  She’s SOOOO sweet. I feel her always with her head on my heart, curled up on my chest.  She likes to stay close.

5.  Kamalani:  The last child's name took awhile for me to receive.  I knew she was a girl and while she was sharing with me what her name is, it took about a day to register and when it did, it all made sense to me.

All the time I was running, I could feel their excitable energy all around me - pushing me, pulling me, running with me, ahead of me, behind me, jumping over my head, skipping.  They were SOOOOO joyous and they cheered, "She's remembering us!  She's remembering us!!!"  
My kids are SOOOOOOOOOOO sweet and loving and fun and compassionate and kind and conscious.  I love having them around. They are with me often and are at times very pa’a... love to be physically close – on my lap, on my head or squeezed up next to me... I love their energy.

Amama...

Three Nights in a Row!

By: Sharon McCormick


You just never know what those ETs are going to get up to.

The other night, after Barbara Lamb's monthly Experiencers gathering – a  wonderful evening full of love, laughter and talk about the hybrid kids - I enjoyed just being in the flow as I drove back up the mountain to Idyllwild.

Pulled in at midnight. My neighbors' car was in the driveway. Their cabin was pitch black dark. When I got out of my car, their headlights flashed a couple of times, then went dark. As I walked down the driveway, it kept happening. I thought the 20-something daughter and her boyfriend must be in the car playing with me.

 

When it didn’t stop, I thought maybe they were signaling me to come over. So I did. Nobody was inside. The lights kept flashing, stopping, flashing again. I thought, "Wow, if that goes on all night, it’s going to be really annoying," because their car points straight at my bedroom window. I also worried that their battery might run down but didn’t really want to wake them up.

As soon as I got inside my cabin, it stopped. As I was getting ready for bed a little while later, I suddenly went, "Oh, I get it!!" Then I thought, "Man, I hope they were just welcoming me home and not trying to tell me to look up!!" I mean, what if I missed a really good sighting?

That was the sum total of my thoughts about it – until the next night. At 2:00 a.m. as I was getting ready for bed, it happened again. Their car was again pointing toward my cabin, the bedroom side. The lights flashed on and off a couple of times. I didn’t go outside but I’m pretty sure the young neighbors weren’t in the car playing with the headlights at that time of night. But who knows? Maybe…

Again, I didn’t think that much about it the next day. Had things to do. In the wee hours of that night, as I got up to go to the bathroom, a blindingly bright light shone into my office window, the opposite side of the cabin from where the neighbors’ car was parked. It stayed on for two or three seconds, went out, then quickly flashed on and off a few times. Definitely not car headlights. This time, no way, zero.

Guess they realized that mere headlights hadn’t done the trick so they decided to knock a little louder. A lot louder. This time I got their crystal clear message: GET ON WITH IT ALREADY!

The hybrid kids are waiting to arrive. They’re very excited. By not fully releasing the things in my life that no longer serve me, I’m making the children – and myself – wait longer than need be.

Just a few days before all this happened, Shay, my oldest hybrid daughter, had sent me the same message: “Get on with it, Mom!” The night after that I had a clear vision of Daisy, one of the younger ones. She was playing with the multi-colored New Earth that I’ve put into some of the watercolors I’ve done of my kids, as if it were a ball.

She suddenly stopped, walked toward me and silently handed me the ball. Her telempathic message was just as clear as Shay’s: “The New Earth is yours if you want it. It’s totally up to you.”

She’s right. It is.

The Gift Of My Hybrid Children

by Alexandra Nielsen

Walking down a street in London last year, I felt my body being drawn like a magnet into a bookstore. I went in and was guided to what lay on a single book stand. It was as if a strobe light was highlighting this one book. As the skylight above sent glowing energy downward, it almost felt like coming upon the Holy Grail. On the stand lay a children’s book entitled “Around the World with Mouk: A Trail of Adventure.” As I held the book and felt its energy, I knew this was the first contact from my first hybrid child, “Mouk.”

Spinning a bit and feeling a little off balance, I left the store without buying the book. I knew I’d return later to buy my son’s offering. I wanted to let this settle.

A week passed and I had a dream. I was standing on a rooftop. It had an almost Mary Poppins feel to it, darkish but magical. Two children were also there, a boy and a girl, standing on the ledge of the roof. They could have been twins or very close to the same age, maybe 3 or 4 years old. At first I was scared they were going to fall. In the dream I was clearly their guardian and needed to protect them. Then suddenly they jumped to the next roof and the next ledge. It became a fun game I was playing with them. A can of paint and brushes appeared. The boy painted his face blue, the girl white.

When I awoke from the dream I sat with it for that day. I knew the boy had to have been Mouk making contact with me again. Neither the little girl’s name nor her essence was clear at the time.

Later I visited my grandson Weston in Salt Lake City. At another bookstore a paper doll book called “Fairies & Princesses” caught my eye. I knew at once this was my hybrid daughter showing me what she likes, revealing more of her personality to me. When I asked, her name simply came to me: Milky Way Light, like the stars!

In order to communicate with the hybrid children, this is what I’ve learned: It’s as easy as tuning in to wanting to understand and learn more – and asking the children to show you more of themselves. They always respond to our communications. Always. It’s up to us to unwrap the beautiful gifts they are willing to give to us.

Sapphire Blue Jewels!

By: Lauren Nicole Sanatra

Hi! My name is Lauren and I just recently had my first encounter with one of my hybrid children. It was incredible. I was just doing a little meditation before bed and she showed up! She was more like a blue light though. It was hard to make out her exact features but either way I knew she was one of my hybrid kids. She told me and showed me quite a lot. She showed me memories and gave me some info about my kids. She said there are 12 of them total. 12! Although she said I would only be able to connect to 4 of them, including herself. I’m assuming these are the 4 that have most of my genetics, like at least 50 percent. 

I first learned about the hybrid community last year, in I think September, but I have always felt a little different, like I was here for a reason that is big. Now I know this is It! I could always feel them, their energy, but actually seeing one of my hybrid daughters was just amazing! I called her Jewels. She liked the name and her light was a sapphire blue so it matches. I hope to meet the other 3 soon but right now Jewels is my strongest connection. I know in time they will all just pop up and I'm super excited for that to happen. I'm still learning a lot and tapping into hidden memories. But I just thought I'd share my story and for hybrid parents who haven't connected to their kids yet, just have patience! It will happen and it will be amazing. Thanks for reading. :)

Shifting Perspective (about ETs and Greys)

by Laura Geiger

It all started with dreams last spring that were so clear and unmistakably real that I began to wonder if I had been involved in the ET experiments. I had little to no knowledge of abduction tales and yet I discovered later that the details in my dreams matched the accounts of so many others. Had I too been abducted? My reading and research led me to begin connecting dots across years of not only dreams but conscious memories, like the flashing light coming through my bedroom every night in my early twenties, the one whose source I could never find. I had to reframe many of the encounters I’d had with God into what they actually were: encounters with ETs. While my memories and dreams were in fact positive, reading others’ descriptions of aliens walking through walls with forceful spindly arms turned me fearful. I began imagining the worst scenarios and experienced paralyzing fear when falling asleep at night.

Then, mercifully, I was gifted three dreams in one night that demonstrated for me the beautiful lovingkindness of the Greys. In the first dream, four of them came through the back of a house where my family was attending a party. We had known they were coming, and all other partygoers were rendered unconscious while we interacted with the visitors. My young daughter opened the door for them, and we communicated with them easily and comfortably. Their love for us was strong, and they knew us deeply.
The second in the series of dreams was the morning after that party when my son and I were driving away. We noticed many people around us were frozen with their arms stretched up in the air and realized it was about to happen to us, too. Our car began to slow, and our arms began to rise. Remarkably, I felt no fear, only peace.

Similarly, I experienced no fear in the third dream, when a ship was landing in my backyard. My companions were slack-jawed looking out the window as a piercing electric noise and vibration filled the air. I trusted the process to the degree that I had no need to turn around and see the ship. 

When I awoke, I was filled with a portion of that extreme electric energy and a “peace that passes all understanding.” I could finally let go of the fear and embrace my version of the Greys, one of loving, benevolent beings intricately wound into the fabric of humanity. They are our future selves, our friends. 

I know that the release of fear was what facilitated a visitation from my hybrid children two days later. They visited me in that meditative in-between state and introduced themselves, in a kind of inter-dimensional receiving line. The two I already knew were first, and the next two I saw clearly in their physical forms. They presented their ideas on names for themselves, and we “negotiated” a bit on the best versions of their ideas. Two more came as strong energy like pistons with names already firmly selected, and the last came as more of an idea, introduced by the rest of them. “He’s the smallest,” they said. My hybrid children call themselves by words or names they have heard us speak in our home, which shows me they are listening and present. We try to include them in our activities and let them know they are so welcome in our lives and in our family.
Here’s to releasing old patterns of fear and jumping into all that awaits in the high, fine vibration of love! Bring it on.

artist and teacher at Sweet Reunion Studios and Laura Geiger Art

End of the ET Quarantine - Happy December 21st, 2012

HAPPY WINTER SOLSTICE EVERYONE - 12/21/12! 

The BIG question... What is really happening today? Here's our explanation!

This is the first time in tens of thousands of years that Earth's collective energy has become slightly more positive than negative on our planet. We've been playing out every possible scenario of polarity so that we have a full visceral parallel experience that we are all things, and can now become ONE....

This accelerated positive energy has been increasing since the Roswell Crash in 1947 and is culminating through the 3 day transition on today's Winter Solstice with the return of the sun (son-Christ), and darkness turning into light (resurrection/rebirth). Humanity's collective Christ Consciousness is the second coming.... The tipping point of this day marks the threshold crossing that spans 2010-2015. Multiple parallel possible futures will be splitting off - paradoxically - in this time of integration so it is a time to choose, BE, and ACT on who you truly are so that you experience an awakened world that is in full alignment with your soul! 

This date also marks the end of the extraterrestrial quarantine... our galactic and hybrid families are free to visit us whenever our energy is aligned and when we so choose... in perfect timing! 

SUPER EXCITING!!!!! BE who you are and ENJOY :)