J O U R N A L :::

May 25, 2001

I'm in a dark place with a group of other people. We're in the midst of maneuvering an obstacle course. It reminds me of a dog show course or one of those action course with slippery metal sheets to climb. Rather than climb, I start flipping my body over them and sliding down the other side. The gravity is very light here and this makes it quite easy to do. And I'm sure I've been here before and done this, so I'm familiar with the course.
There's a white alien? or someone, it's so dark, on the other side waving me to go to the next one. A few of these and I hear cries of dismay. Others in the group feel I'm cheating by rolling over the obstacles. They are far behind me, and I tell them I do it because I can, that they can, too.

It seems to be a regular dream. At the end of the course, I wander off and open a door to another room that resembles a living room with two brown couches and a lamp in the corner. There are three people sitting on two couches. But it's not really the people I notice. It's the four white aliens tending to them.

They are a creamy, bluish white, slanted black eyes that aren't as large as some I've seen. One was a wee bit taller than the others and seemed to be the leader. Most of my attention was on him tending to a man on the couch.
The alien turned and looked at me over his shoulder. The intelligence in those eyes was overwhelming and I couldn't stop staring even as I tried to lean back out the door and call for a person with me.
I called for 'Sheila'. I wanted her to come see this. Now I don't know any Sheila's in my life, but I obviously did here. She never did come to the door.
There was a sense of knowing her as a good acquantaince. And though I didn't see her, I have a 'memory' of perhaps dark hair and a round figure. If you recognize any of this, mail me please.

The alien, though a leader and intelligent, was very skittish. The smaller ones even more so, as they the almost seemed to scurry for a hiding place. Reminded me of mice, or lizards.
I kept thinking for them to please not leave, that I wouldn't tell, and I wouldn't expose them, except to this Shiela, who already knew of them.
He apparently gave a command, not that I could see, but they went back to business. This took place in a matter of seconds. I don't know what else happened.

To me, these aliens appeared beautiful, exotic. The thing that struck me most besides the eyes was a strange pattern of black splotches on their skin. Very sparse and far apart, but a quarter sized splotch was right over his right eye ridge. Not like a zebra, nor dalmation dog is black and white. Just this splotch.
It's not to say it's another type of alien. I don't know why they appeared such a strange way. My later thoughts look to a camoflauge or chameleon type skin, which even as I write, suddenly sounds reasonable to me.