Mystery Lights in the Santa Susana Pass

Copyright 2000 Joseph Burkes, MD

September 4, 1992

The newly formed CSETI Los Angeles Working Group held a brief meeting at Daniel’s and Maria’s home in a respectable middle class neighborhood in the San Fernando Valley. Twelve researchers were present. From the Gordon’s we drove North in our separate vehicles, and reconvened at the head of the trail that lead to our research site in the Santa Susana Pass. It was late when we arrived, 10:30 PM on a Friday night. Most of the Working Group investigators present had already put in a full day’s work at their regular jobs. I was gratified to find that the enthusiasm of the team was quite high.

Our numbers however had considerably decreased from the first outing a week before. On that particular occasion 40 prospective UFO investigators had trudged up the high desert trail which lead to a spectacular lookout point. It was there that CSETI Director, Dr. Steven Greer, had demonstrated the ET contact protocols. Casualties from that first night of fieldwork included one heavy set woman who had twisted her ankle on the dark rocky trail. She would never go out with our team again.

There had been other problems as well. One researcher/trainee, in violation of the contact protocols, brought a 15-year-old boy with her. She claimed that his “parents wouldn’t mind” his doing UFO field work.” Working Group participation is almost exclusively limited to consenting adults who have undergone advanced training. Since no special arrangements had been made with the boy’s legal guardians to allow him to participate, this teenager was advised not to come back. Other individuals had dropped out because the reality of contact work didn’t quite fit their preconceived notions. Some complained after going out into the field that ,” it was too cold,” or “it was too windy,...... and “anyway the spaceships didn’t show up.”

This second night of fieldwork was very different from our first attempt at making contact with Extraterrestrial Intelligence. Not only were we far fewer in number, but more importantly we were going out without the assistance of Dr. Steve Greer. He was already being described in the UFO community as, “The man who can call in the spacecraft.” I wondered if we could ever make contact without his presence. I feared my inexperienced leadership wouldn’t “cut the mustard” when it came to what Greer called “vectoring in spacecraft.” During the 20-minute climb up the trail, we found a quiet place that we designated as our “safe area”. Designating such a place is part of the usual field work protocols. If Working Group members became frightened during a close encounter, they could be escorted to the “safe area” by a “buddy “to “cool off.” Our “safe area” was selected just over the ridge that separated our sky watch site from the 118 Freeway. From this safety zone any frightened individual could securely look down to the road where our vehicles were parked . Steven Greer had emphasized the importance of having a compassionate attitude towards coworkers who become frightened during contact work. Let’s face it, we are just human and some people can get overwhelmed by some of the bizarre manifestations of non-human intelligence. Little did we know when selecting the site, that this designated “cooling off zone” would be the very place where a strange interactive experience would later ensue.

At a 11 PM we reached our research site. Under slightly overcast skies we set up our folding aluminum chairs. While sitting quietly in a tight circle, we started a guided meditation. The technique that we had learned from Dr. Greer is called, “Coherent Thought Sequencing” or “CTS” for short. It involves thought projection and visualizations. To be effective, according to Dr. Greer, it requires reaching some appreciation of the unbounded aspects of consciousness. “Unbounded” means in this context the quality of consciousness or mind that is not limited by any measure of time and space. This document can not provide a detailed description of Coherent Though Sequencing. Both the theory and practice of CTS had been the focus of much of our all day CSETI seminar held just 6 days before. (The Center is still carrying out such training several times per year. The CSETI web site carries the details for interested parties.)

As we sat there under slightly overcast skies, in quiet meditation suddenly a powerful burst of light struck the contact team. My eyes were closed at the time, nevertheless the light was so intense that my entire visual field flashed white. Several members of the group sat up in surprise and opened their eyes to see what was going on. Those who had experienced the burst of light with eyes open, agreed that it was lightning like. The light appeared to have emanated from the southeast. Strangely there was no associated thunder with this brilliant flash, nor was there any storm activity in the area. The light had virtually turned night into day. The next instant it was gone. We found ourselves sitting in the darkness again listening to the gentle sounds of nature. During the next few minutes as we attempted to resume CTS, the flashes hit us several more times. There was no rain in our vicinity, nor was it particularly humid. Not one researcher could ever recall having witnessed such a strange event. This occurrence did not correspond to any type of known atmospheric phenomenon. I personally have not witnessed anything quite like it since.

For several hours we alternated quiet meditation with sky watch activities We signaled toward the partially overcast sky with powerful lights. At approximately 1:00 AM Saturday morning September 5^th, a few members of the team took leave of the site. Our site was quite isolated. For security purposes we hiked down to the vehicles in small groups. There are important historic reasons to be security conscious in this rather lonely place. Our site was less than a mile from the Box Canyon, home of the murderous Charles Manson clan. They had been responsible for a number of grisly murders some 20 years before. During the 1990s the Los Angeles area was considered to be more dangerous. We therefore deemed it wise not to hike alone on the lonely mountain trail.

Mary, (a pseudonym) a respiratory technician from my hospital was among those departing early. She had to get up for a 7AM shift that very same morning. Not being much of a night person, she was eager to get home. Mary and I had already worked together at the hospital for over 13 years when we discovered we had a mutual interest in UFOs. Although well into middle age, Mary easily passed for a woman 10 or 15 years her junior. She was blond with deep blue eyes. Mary was quite fun loving and sported a broad smile. She walked with a kind of a bounce that looked a little like skipping. Over the years I always enjoyed working with her. In the ER she was known for her gentleness in reassuring panicky respiratory patients who were struggling to catch a breath.

Apparently by chance Mary and I discovered our common interest in UFOs. My interest in the flying saucer phenomenon dates back to December of 1990, when for no particular reason I picked up a book titled “The Gulf Breeze Sightings”. It contained strikingly clear photos that were purported to be of ET spacecraft. Curious I read more. After quietly studying the phenomenon for a year and a half, I summoned up the courage to attend my first public UFO meeting. That was my first mistake.

At the UFO Expo West held in May of 1992, I wandered into Dr. Greer’s workshop. Well aware of how conservative the medical field was and not wanting to be identified as a “UFO nut”, I felt somewhat apprehensive about being seen at such a gathering. I figured however that since Dr. Greer and I were both Emergency Room physicians, there would be little harm in attending his workshop. I was very surprised to walk in and find Mary sitting front row center. She wickedly pointed her finger at me, and laughingly teased, “Dr. Burkes I didn’t know yooouuu were interested in UFOs.” I looked around the room quickly to see if anyone else from the hospital was present. To my relief I found none. I hoped Mary could keep my presence at a UFO meeting as “our little secret”. Mary’s interest in UFOs, unlike mine, had been long-standing. I soon discovered that she was a skilled meditator and knowledgeable in Eastern philosophy. Mary later told me that she had a Ph.D. in psychology and did counseling part time. Among her patients were “experiencers” of Close Encounters of the Third and Fourth Kinds. She did all this while working full time as a respiratory therapist at our medical center. Oh yes, I almost forgot to mention that she was also a professional photographer Mary had a small business doing portraits and covering weddings. All these talents would later be put to good use during CSETI Working Group research activities.

Now let’s return to our September 4-5 night’s research outing. As you might recall, I was flying solo as Working Group Coordinator. The only other times I had gone out into the field was either with Steven Greer, or with other experienced contact workers. I was doing my darndist to effectively lead a group composed of people who for the most part had just started working together. It was well past midnight when decided to break camp and call it a night. When small groups of researchers including Mary began leaving the site separately I became concerned. I imagined that it would be better if we all left together. This was in order to maintain the group’s cohesiveness as well as for security purposes. Mary reached her car at about 1:30 AM. She drove southeast across the San Fernando Valley towards Panorama City where she lived. Little did she know what was about to happen to her and the rest of the team. In just a few short moments we would experience something that can only be characterized as very “high strangeness.”

Mystery Lights PART 2

COPYRIGHT JOSEPH BURKES, MD 2000

Those of us still at the site packed up our gear headed down the trail about a half an hour behind the others. Tired and a little cold, we moved slowly in the dark. We did not want to trip and fall on the rocky path. As I reached the top of the hill that separated us from the Santa Susana Pass, I looked back for a moment. The view of the San Fernando Valley was truly spectacular. Before me was a sea of twinkling lights. Across an enormous grid like display formed by home and street-lights, an occasional slowly moving car could be seen in the distance. The panorama spanned some 10 miles, all the way to the Santa Monica Mountains to the south. I felt a sense of accomplishment. Although I had never done this type of UFO research before, I realized that I had successfully passed my first leadership test. In spite of whatever doubts and insecurities I might have, I was becoming a contact team leader.

Of course I had ambitiously hoped for a major sighting of a structured craft. Like everyone else I wanted to see a “real UFO.” If that were my only measure of success, then this first night’s outing was somewhat disappointing. On the other hand those lightning like flashes were definitely something out of the ordinary. I wondered if our efforts would eventually be successful. Would we ever really establish contact with ETI? I would just have to be patient and wait to see what would happen next.

Moving cautiously in the dark, I found my way down the steep trail. I soon noticed that several members of the team had stopped in front of me. They had reached the “safety area and were looking intently to the north, towards Rock Peak State Park. About a third of a mile away and perhaps 400 feet above us, we saw two powerful lights. They were perched high up on the ridgeline of the steep hill which bordered the 118 Freeway. “Hello”, I thought, “this is very strange.” How could someone get way up there on that deserted hillside. And what were they doing there at 1:45 in the morning? No houses or roads were visible anywhere near that ridge . Who could possibly be up there?

The lights seemed much larger than our signal lanterns. They were almost the size of searchlights, about one to two feet across. The one on the left was perched higher up on the mountainside than the one on the right. They were separated by a distance of about 100 feet. The light on the right side was directed somewhat away from us. It was pointing downward and to the right, sending its beam across the San Fernando Valley to the southeast. The direction of its beam was quite significant as we later learned. It was pointing in the exact direction that Mary had taken as she drove home across the Valley.

As we stared at the lights in wonder, the left one was clearly signaling on and off. Through binoculars we could discern that the right one was shining past a small tree or shrub. The plant was growing on a tiny ledge jutting out from the steep hillside. This would later enable us to find the exact location where these mystery lights had been situated. Angrily I thought, ”Who the hell is up there in the middle of the night?” Maybe campers? Or perhaps they were some wild teenagers who were making mischief by mocking us with their lights? Who else but our CSETI team would be running around in the dark on a Friday night which had now turned into Saturday morning?

I attempted to interact with the lights by signaling back at them. At first they fired in what appeared to be a random fashion. I couldn’t seem to easily get their attention. During contact work we use the term “photon talk” to describe how we interact with anomalous lights by signaling back and forth with them. We use a predetermined sequence of flashes. If the object signals back in exactly the same fashion, then we know some kind of primitive communication has been established. I was hoping to get those strange lights to mimic my pattern of flashes.

Mark,( a pseudonym) is a member of our team who works as a screen writer for the motion picture industry. An avid runner, he is tall dark and athletic. No intellectual lightweight, he earned a baccalaureate from an Ivy League university. In addition he holds 2 Masters’ degrees, one in psychology ,the other in film writing. Earlier that evening at the research site, he had suggested that I might try a more complex pattern of signaling than just one or two flashes at a time. Mark had the idea that if any unknowns would imitate a more complex pattern of light bursts, there would be no doubt that we had established communication. He instructed me to try a series of three bursts, A simple flash, then pause 3 seconds, followed by 2 flashes with another pause of 3 seconds, then ending with 3 more flashes.

As we observed the mystery lights on the hillside, we were able to discern a number of important details about them. They were not only much larger and more powerful than our halogen battery powered lanterns, but they were also highly sophisticated in their operation. The one on the right was multi-directional. We could see its beam sweep searchlight fashion across the dusty hillside. It smoothly changed its direction several times. We watched in silence. The left one was pointing directly at us. It too demonstrated a number of different functions. This beacon was capable of producing a steady beam as well as a rapid strobe like effect. It could truly signal on-off with tremendous speed. The other light demonstrated a variable rheostat effect as well. In other words it could flare up in brightness and then decrease its luminosity, gently fading out over several seconds. These were far more complex functions than our primitive signal lanterns were capable of.

The powerful lights that contact teams usually employ cost only about $50 and can be purchased from mail order houses. My particular light was called “The Light Bazooka” obtained through the mail. It had a simple on-off trigger switch. When extinguished the light takes about a second to fade out completely. As a former peace activist I am always a little embarrassed by image of me shooting off bursts from my “Light Bazooka” while trying to peacefully interact with the ET visitors. Regardless of the catalogue title, the lights are quite useful. And so during field work I “blast away” with them for the cause of “interplanetary peace and cooperation.” My primitive “Bazooka” does not vary its fade out time. Once the trigger is released it always takes the same fraction of a second to go completely off. In addition I can not use it to signal with any strobe like function. In military parlance, if my light was the equivalent of a “bazooka” the ones facing us on the ridgeline were about equal to laser guided howitzers.

For several minutes I repeatedly fired my signal lantern at the hillside. At first it was to no avail. With simple flashes I couldn’t get any kind of interaction going with whomever was up there on the ridge. I decided to follow Mark’s advice and signal at the mystery lights in the more complex pattern that he had suggested earlier. Then something incredible occurred. The light on the left that appeared to be pointing directly at us, fired back with a single bright flash. Then suddenly it went silent. I shivered in excitement. Was it waiting for a response from me? I again sent out the pattern of light bursts as Mark had instructed me to do. Flash! I counted,” one one thousand, two one thousand, three one thousand, Flash! Flash! “one one thousand, two one thousand, three one thousand, “Flash! Flash! Flash! Then something quite remarkable happened. The left light signaled back by exactly mimicking my complex pattern. My heart started to accelerate. Each time I completed a phrase of “photon talk” an exact strobe reply flashed back from the hillside. The speed of the response was uncanny. Even before the light had faded from my primitive device, the rapid strobe burst mimicked my signal. Flash! Flash!..Reply! Reply! Three seconds later Flash! Flash! Flash! Reply! Reply! Reply!

It was very strange indeed. How could someone several thousand feet away respond at such incredible speed and with such perfect timing. It was almost as if my finger on the trigger of the “light bazooka”, was linked to an electronic circuit which produced an instantaneous strobe reply. Later my attempts to accurately reproduce this type of rapid interactive signaling with my CSETI coworkers was totally unsuccessful. Our primitive equipment simply could not fire with the same speed and effectiveness as those sophisticated lights that faced us. I wondered, could this type of precise interaction be evidence of a consciousness link between my team and ETI? That is of course if whoever was signaling at us were Extra-terrestrials. A proposition I could hardly accept at that time. Especially since was our first night out as a team.

CSETI protocols prepare us for such possible interactions with non-human intelligence. But this was too much too fast I reasoned. There had to be another explanation. The uncannily perfect timing of the powerful light signaling back at me made me uneasy. As unlikely as it might seem, I suspected however some kind of consciousness mediated communication might possibly be going on.

CSETI protocols designate such signaling back and forth in an intelligible fashion as “lock on with lights.” The Center however does not only use lights. It also trains its researchers in elementary ESP or “psi” techniques. This includes attempts at remote viewing and thought projection. If extrasensory communication between contact team members and ET crews actually occurs, Dr. Greer would designate the link as “lock on with consciousness.” For those who think this a wildly radical notion, I can only refer such skeptics to the growing literature documenting the use of applied psi by worldwide military and intelligence services. (In subsequent reports I will describe what appears to be definite, albeit limited, psi communication between my team and ETI. )

Now back to our September 5, 1992 encounter. Signaling back and forth with individuals unknown is all very well and good. Nevertheless I had no proof whatsoever at that point that this interaction was truly anomalous. After all, we had no sighting of a structured craft hovering in the sky. The lights themselves were not even in the sky, but rather perched on the ridge line. What kind of self-respecting UFO would signal at us from the ground? I therefore reasoned it was probably some prankster up there who was playing tricks on us. “A bunch of crazy teenagers having fun on the weekend”, I reasoned.

I thought this in spite of the totally desolate appearance of the cliff on

which the lights were situated. I speculated about the likelihood that

there were probably campsites on top of that hill. “Yes of course”, I

surmised, “campsites with running water, electricity and a road to bring up

the powerful and sophisticated lights

All these possibilities went through my mind as we signaled back and forthfor several minutes. It was getting late and my team was already breaking up. In spite of Mark’s requests to stay a bit longer and continue the “photon talk”, I was cold and tired. I did not want us to leave the site like a bunch of stragglers, one at a time. I suggested that we call it a night and as a team hike down together. Following this request, the remainder of the Working Group gladly started down the rocky trail to their waiting cars on the road below. “Tomorrow”, I suggested, “we can send a scout team up to the ledge on the cliff.” It was from there that one light was seen clearly shining past a small tree. We would then know how those “tricksters” had gotten all the necessary equipment up onto the ridge so they could mock us with those strange lights. After all it was really late. We were all good and tired. It was time to go home and get some rest!

Several days later I ran into Mary at the hospital. I wanted to tell her

about the strange lights and what our scouts had found up on that lonely

ridge. They reported that there were no campsites, no running water nor

electric power. There was no paved road to provide easy access. The only

path up towards the ridge was an old fire trail. And that was situated

behind a locked gate which blocked the path of any car that might try to

drive up the hill. The entire area was part of Rocky Peak State Park, a

protected wilderness that had no facilities what so ever. It was for day

hikers only. To make this point perfectly clear a prominent sign reading

“DAY USE ONLY” was posted on the side of the locked gate. Our trusty scouts

had no easy access to the ridge once they had scaled the hill. They had to

rock climb, over rattlesnake infested boulders, to reach the ledge where

one of lights was positioned. It was readily identified by the solitary

dwarf pine tree which clung to the rock face. Through its branches we had

seen one of the lights shining. Before I could finish telling Mary about

our experience and what the scouts had discovered, she interrupted me,

“Wait Joe, I’ve got to tell you what happened to me”

END OF PART 2 OF 3 PARTS

Mystery lights in the Santa Susana Pass

PART 3 CONCLUSION

Copyright Joseph Burkes, MD 2000

An event of apparent high strangeness had transpired during Mary’s ride home. It occurred at about 1:40 AM, as she was driving across the San Fernando Valley in her Chevy Astro Van. At a distance of about 2 miles from our research site, she suddenly felt a violent shaking of her vehicle. She had gone over some railroad tracks less than a minute before, but this shaking was definitely far more of a jolt than that. Her van shook violently as if it were going over a series of pot holes. Mary was aware that I had grown up in New York City where she too had resided for a number of years. We both knew how bad the roads were back there. So I understood exactly what she meant when she added “it was like going over the kind of pot holes they have back East.”

The shaking of car her took place around the same time that the rest of us were hiking down the trail from our research site. As the vibration of her vehicle increased, Mary jammed on the brakes. She told me she thought at first that a blow out must have occurred. Before getting out of her car, she glanced in her rear view mirrors and carefully looked around the vehicle. After all, an unaccompanied woman driving down the mean LA streets late at night, just can’t be too careful. Come to think of it, after working in a Los Angeles area ER, I can assure you no one can be too careful out there on a Friday night at 2AM This advice applies even to the heavily armed police officers who nightly patrol our “City of the Angels.” Mary, brave heart that she is and true to her Scottish background, summoned her courage. She got out of her car to check out the situation.

She exited the van expecting to find a flat tire or even worse. To her surprise the vehicle checked out perfectly. The road she had just driven over looked fine as well. She apparently had not gone over a series of pot-holes as she had first thought. It was then that Mary looked up and saw the lights.

On the ridge-line shining out from the hillside, she saw our two mystery lights. She recalled the one on the right was flashing on and off. It appeared to be signaling directly at her! The other light, (the one that I would be interacting with in a few minutes appeared less bright to her.) While standing by the side of her car, she wondered if we too could see the lights. They appeared to be coming from the hills directly behind our research site.

I told Mary what we had experienced. She listened in silence. I was somewhat perplexed that she didn’t seem surprised at all. She accepted the anomalous nature of the events with perfect equanimity. She did not seem frightened about what had happened to her. I later found out that Mary, as well as several other members of the team, were not strangers to the high strangeness associated with this type of work. Several members of the group apparently had previous interactive experiences with what appeared to be non-human intelligence. At that moment I had a lot to learn about the CSETI contact project, and even more to learn about the individual members of my team.

What was I to make of all this? What was the significance of these highly anomalous experiences which occurred during our CSETI field work. As I reviewed and analyzed what had transpired, my theory about crazed teenagers being responsible for the mystery lights seemed less and less likely.

First we had been hit by powerful lightning like flashes of light while doing Coherent Thought Sequencing. I had no easy explanation for this. Later we encountered mysterious lights which were rather sophisticated. And I got the opportunity to interact with one of them at the very spot we had designated as our “safety area.” The rapidity of the light’s response to my signaling, made me consider the possibility of a consciousness link between myself and the intelligence behind those lights. At about the same time, a Working Group member experienced a violent shaking of her car. This led her to stop the vehicle and look up and see one of the lights signaling in her direction. What could it all mean?

First of all, to skeptics I would like to state for the record that I have considered the null hypothesis. Yes it’s possible that there is no special significance to any of these events. The lightning like flashes were possibly unusual manifestations of a prosaic phenomenon, namely the weather. In addition, ordinary humans could have engineered the mystery lights. That they had somehow gotten past the locked gate was certainly not impossible. But what would have been their motivation? To rock climb in the dark through “rattlesnake land”, for a prank seemed rather unlikely. Whoever had mounted such a complex operation must have had a very good reason. They had to be very well equiped as well. All this accomplished so that “they” (whoever that might be) could then mock our light work and play games signaling at us? It just didn’t make sense.

Moving further in this rather illogical line of reasoning, yes perhaps Mary had gone over a pot hole that’s what shook her car. When she exited her vehicle she simply missed seeing the road hazard due to the late hour and being tired. One could just say that it was coincidence that she then looked up towards the pass at that exact moment and saw the lights. Moving further out on the limb, a debunker would probably say that perhaps Mary’s part of the story was a complete fabrication. After all, she was the only witness to the strange things that she experienced on the road. According to debunker’s logic, “of course she made the whole thing up.”

From my perspective however, that would go against everything I know about her. We worked together in the hospital for over 15 years. It is my judgment that she is a very honest and sincere individual. I was her contact team leader for several years and we spent many long nights carrying out group skywatch activities together. the thought that she would deliberately prevaricate, is in my opinion even more preposterous than the possibility that we had indeed made some kind of contact with non-human intelligence. An intelligence whose technology could cause her vehicle to vibrate as a way to stop her and have her see the light.

It is my judgment that if we pursue the debunker’s brand of illogic, which often masquerades as “conventional wisdom”, then we will never understand anything about this phenomenon. It is my opinion that if we are to make any sense of this strange field, then we should do as CSETI requests. And that is attempt to deliberately interact with Extraterrestrial Intelligence in protocol fashion and then faithfully record our findings. Only in a diligent, industrious and well intentioned effort, can we hope to expand human knowledge in this area. The importance of the Extraterrestrial civilizations visiting our planet warrants this kind of reasonable and responsible approach.

What I have reported here is by no means unique. The UFO literature is full of similar reports of mysterious lights, bizarre atmospheric like effects and anomalous physical phenomenon. What is different about contact team operations is that these occurrences take place under very special circumstances. And that is during a deliberate attempts to interact with the intelligence that is presumably responsible for them. I am suggesting it was no accident that the lightning like flashes hit us during our meditation. If our thought projections while in a meditative state are successful in establishing communication, might not we receive an answer while we are sending the welcoming message? As in this case, a “reply” that for an instant turned night into day, certainly served to get our attention. At the same time it served to underscore the importance of the CTS modality to facilitate contact with ETI.

Where I am going with this is hopefully clear. I am suggesting that those mystery lights were of Extraterrestrial origin. I’ve already discussed the difficulties of getting up to the ridgeline at night. This would necessitate getting past a locked gate and avoiding rattlers while rock climbing over boulders in the dark. All that does certainly present considerable logistic problems. At least for humans it would. For a technologically sophisticated star faring culture, it might be a lot easier. And to further support this assessment, I point out that advanced civilizations might readily have at their disposal consciousness communication systems that would allow them to coordinate their light work with me in such a deft manner. I repeat, the rapid strobe like reply across a distance of close to a quarter mile was transmitted with perfect timing. Even before the last flash had faded from my lantern, I was receiving an immediate strobe reply. Even with considerable practice, my coworkers could not reproduce the precision signaling that transpired on the morning of September 5. 1992.

Even the place where the “photon talk” took place has significance. The exchange ironically occurred at the very section of trail that we had designated as our “safety zone.” Our “cooling off” place, was indeed the site where our encounter heated up. While light signaling back and forth is a rather primitive form of communication, the display of irony bespeaks of a more complex exchange with an intelligence capable of humor.

Mary’s high strangeness experience was perhaps the most powerful reminder of what our presumed ET collaborators are able and willing to do to get our attention. We can only speculate as to what kind of advanced technology( possibly electromagnetic), that could have caused such a violent shaking of her car at some distance from our research site. It truly seems as if something or somebody (whoever they might be) really wanted her to stop and “see the light!” I hope that for our contact movement and more importantly for humanity’s sake, that they (whoever they are), keep on trying to help us “see the light.”

A Bit More of Discussion and the Conclusion of Document.

For those hearty souls who have been so kind as to wade through this detailed narrative, I salute you. I endeavor to describe how the ET contact movement operates by focusing on the field work experience of one individual team, namely my own. Dr. Steven Greer, as well as other leaders of contactee groups, asserts that we have entered into a collaborative relationship with the non-human intelligence responsible for the flying saucer phenomenon. The high strangeness component of these experiences, the inexplicable nature of the interactions tend to suggest that something truly unearthly is going on. Skeptics would of course correctly point out, ”you have no proof!”. Yes, that is certainly true. The historic landing of an ET craft and off planet experience by a contact team with videotape rolling, has not occurred yet. For that matter it may never take place.

Nevertheless, research teams are seeking contact all around the world. In my opinion this development indicates that something truly remarkable is going on at this point in the Earth’s history. For those reading this narrative, I urge you to consider that we are witnessing “alien civilizations” that are staging limited interactions with humankind. And that this process is part of a much larger process leading towards open and direct contact.

I would be the first to agree that such encounters are ambiguous, full of uncertainty, and at times they are frustrating for us. As one who has worked in the ET-human contact movement with the stated goal to build a positive and peaceful, I believe the price is well worth it.

This “otherness” that we call extraterrestrial, appears to gingerly approach our contact teams during preliminary encounters, Thus high strangeness and many ambiguities abound during these contact experiences. One might interpret this oblique approach as being deliberately deceptive and misleading. Such accusations against the alleged ETs are common within the UFO subculture. Another interpretation is also possible and is the one that I subscribe to. Inconclusive displays of their physical presence could very well be interpreted as demonstrating concern regarding human sensitivities. Frank efforts at direct contact might evoke powerful fear responses from even well intentioned groups of humans who are preparing for contact with non-human intelligence..

In the next chapter, I will describe several red glowing objects that hovered in the sky to the north of our research site in the Santa Susana Pass. I will also report on an encounter with two Black Hawk helicopters that buzzed our contact team while hiking in Rocky Peak State Park. This occurred one night as an advanced party of our CSETI Working Group operated near a high security research facility of the US Department of Energy. Please stay tuned and keep watching the skies!

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