because the

house was open. There was a door there in the parlor that you could open. You could go out on the porch. The whole

area was very remote. We were at the end of a street. Dark, in the middle of the night. I get up, in my nightgown, and

follow him out the door and slip down the street, because the swamp was right across the street. We didn't go toward

the barn. We went down where the trees were very dense and there was a drop off. I was just following him in my

little nightgown. I remember one time when I went outside and I explained it to myself that I just went out to check

the night air or something like that. Well, maybe it was behind the chicken coop. There was sort of an open area there

right behind the trees. He came to check on something. There's a reason he was checking on something.

I'm very aware of my pelvic area, the heaviness that you feel when you're going to have a period, where there's

congested blood and the body is holding more water, and the organs there are feeling a little sexier just because of the

fact that they're engorged. I have to get onto something. I'm thinking of the term bidet, where you straddle it from a

standing position. You're not laying down prone at all. There's all this heaviness in my pelvic area. I have a little

cramping now in my stomach, the same sort of sensation when you have menstrual cramps, when you're first starting

your period and it's first breaking through the mucus block so that the flow can start. Cramping a little bit and feeling a

release of pressure. In other words the pelvic inflammation or engorgement is lessened and at the same time the

cramping stopped. I don't think too much about that. Somehow it doesn't seem to be a big deal, certainly not as bad as

throwing up because you're sick to your stomach. It's not anything even in that ball park. It just seems to be a very

small thing. I don't think anything about it. I walk back. This time I come out the gate of the chicken coop and come

back in the same back door, like I'm worried about getting yelled at, having been out for a walk. I'm not supposed to

do that. It's all very dark, everybody's asleep. I just go back to bed.

In those days, if I was having my periods, it was with tampons. If I didn't have a normal period I wouldn't have

thought much of it. It seemed my mother just left me to myself, as far as having periods and things like that. I can

remember times when I though I was supposed to have a period and I didn't, just that kind of cramping that happens

naturally anyway. I wouldn't have said anything to my mother, because I wouldn't have thought anything was wrong.

I do remember, when I was [19 and working at a resort for the summer], that my stomach was slightly more than flat.

When I went back [home] I went to see a doctor because my periods had stopped. By that time I had already had a

period, one started after I made the appointment. He said it was normal for women to stop if they travel or work hard

and the like, so I though nothing of it. I was a virgin, and the thought of pregnancy never crossed my mind.

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ZetaTalk: Custody Rights

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Note: written May 15, 1997

To those contemplating the hybrid program while not actually participating in it, the fact that the humans with parental

interests are kept virtually apart from their offspring seems cruel. They hear emotional stories of mothers holding

babies they instinctively recognize as theirs, where it seems the babes are torn from their mother’s arms to be returned

to emotionless alien nurses standing at the side. Those who actually participate in these dramas understand the

underlying framework, and where they may be expressing emotion, they do not express rage or even resentment,

though perhaps some sadness.

Those who participate in the hybrid program are doing so because they agreed prior to their birth, prior even to their

next incarnation being selected, to participate. They understand the situation, that their hybrid children cannot live on

the Earth in human society at this time. They understand the rich and loving environment their hybrid children are

being raised within. Being solidly in the Service-to-Other orientation, they do not wish to remove their offspring from

this environment to be placed in a human setting where they in all likelihood would be maimed and killed and taunted.

Custody rights over the hybrid children is not an issue of the true parents, but becomes an issue with those who are

inserting themselves into the drama, outsiders as it were. In that they scarcely understand the many factors at play, and

most certainly don’t understand the resolve and commitment made by the human participants, they are not even armed

with the facts.

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