Meeting 1 : The Introduction

Meeting the ET : The First Encounter

Introduction

Hi, I'm Suzan. I'm here to share my experiences and convey the messages from ETs I've encountered. They have many stories to tell us, and my work is to translate these encounters into a format you can understand. These beings, collectively called Shaka, have chosen me as their bridge to humanity - a role I embrace with awe, humor, and the occasional bout of existential anxiety. Each meeting has been a whirlwind of discovery, curiosity, and yes, a bit of apprehension. I never quite know what will happen or what they'll show me. It's an ongoing adventure, one I'm excited to share with you. The stories are told in short, digestible pieces to fully capture the depth and emotion of each encounter. Please enjoy, and feel free to share your thoughts or questions - after all, I'm just figuring this out too. Together, we'll explore what it means to connect with beings beyond our world.

The First Meeting

I'm going to be honest: I had no idea what to expect. Was this going to be a close encounter of the terrifying kind? Would I embarrass myself? The apprehension was real, but I told myself to breathe. This was happening. The meeting, if you can call being whisked through a translucent tube at impossible speeds a meeting, started with a jolt. One moment I was sitting in my chair at home; the next, I was soaring upward, the ground disappearing below me. The tube was eerily silent except for the faint hum of energy coursing through it. Was I scared? Oh, absolutely. But I couldn't help laughing to myself-this was like the world's most bizarre amusement park ride.

As I approached what looked like a colossal, hovering platform, the air grew colder, though I felt oddly comfortable. The tube opened, and I floated onto the platform, where a set of stairs materialized in front of me. Classic sci-fi vibes. I half-expected to hear the Star Wars cantina band playing in the distance.

The stairs led to a vast space with shimmering, translucent walls. At the far end, a curtain parted to reveal my first glimpse of an ET. She-yes, she-was breathtaking. Imagine a being both alien and regal, with delicate antlers resembling branches. Her white robe flowed behind her like liquid light, and her presence was... commanding. I felt like I was meeting intergalactic royalty.

Hello, I managed to say, trying not to sound like a complete dork. I'm Suzan, and, uh, this is my first time chatting with someone like you.

She didn't respond with words-at least, not yet. Instead, she gestured for me to follow her. I trailed behind, my mind racing with questions. Was this a test? Was I about to be probed? My sense of humor kicked in to calm my nerves: At least I shaved my legs for this. The ship was unlike anything I'd ever seen. The floors and walls were alive-tree-like, organic, and transparent, showing glimpses of Earth far below. She led me to a central console, her hand gliding across its surface as if caressing a cherished memory. I got the sense that she was proud of this ship, like it was an extension of herself.

Then came the view: fleets of their ships, hovering just outside Earth's atmosphere. She gestured toward the view, her expression serene yet purposeful. The message was clear: they'd been watching us. Observing. Waiting. For what, I wasn't entirely sure, but I felt the weight of it.

This wasn't just a casual meet-and-greet; it was an introduction to a new chapter for humanity. At one point, she showed me something that nearly made my heart stop: glowing, reddish pods lined along the walls, each containing a human-like figure. She explained-telepathically, I think-that these beings were meant to bridge the gap between our worlds. They were growing versions of themselves that looked like us to ease future contact. I couldn't help but quip, Great, so you're creating the ultimate Tinder profile for first contact.

She didn't laugh, but I swear there was a flicker of amusement in her luminous eyes. She guided me to a room unlike anything I had ever seen-a vast, transparent donut-shaped chamber. The design was both otherworldly and strangely familiar, as though it were modeled after something from human imagination. Around the perimeter of the room, seats were arranged in a circular fashion, each occupied by beings whose forms were distinct yet unified in their commanding presence.

I hesitated, feeling their collective gaze upon me, though their expressions-or lack thereof-were inscrutable. Taking a deep breath, I stepped forward. Hello, I began, trying not to let my voice waver. Thank you for allowing me to be here and showing me around. I hope I can be of some good to you, relaying any messages you wish to share.

The silence in the room was palpable, yet it wasn't oppressive. It felt more like a pause, as if they were assessing me-or perhaps giving me space to collect myself. I couldn't shake the feeling that I had stepped into a scene straight out of a sci-fi movie, the surreal nature of the experience mingling with a faint sense of absurdity. Was this their way of making it easier for me to comprehend? Like presenting a concept in the only format my human mind could grasp?

The meeting felt more like a ceremonial introduction than a deep discussion. I imagined them saying, “Here's that human girl we mentioned,” as though I were some curiosity being showcased. Despite my internal monologue running rampant, I managed to maintain an outward calm. Before I knew it, the moment had passed. With little fanfare, we moved on to the next part of the tour. I couldn't help but laugh to myself-it was abrupt, almost comical. Like a scene that cut off mid-dialogue.

The tour continued, each moment more surreal than the last. She showed me their transportation system-a tubular network that compressed time and space into a single plane-and even a glimpse of their homeworld, a glowing blue planet pulsing with energy waves. It was breathtaking, like something out of a dream.

But all too soon, it was time to leave. She led me back to the platform, her three-fingered hand resting lightly on my shoulder. Thank you, I said, hoping I sounded more composed than I felt. I'll do my best to share your message. With that, I was sent hurtling back down to Earth, the ride just as abrupt and disorienting as before. One moment I was free-falling through streaks of light, the next, I was back in my chair at home, wondering if I'd just hallucinated the whole thing. But I knew it was real. And I knew this was only the beginning.

She didn't give me all the answers-just enough to leave me hungry for more. Who are they, really? Why now? And what's next? I don't know, but I can't wait to find out.