Chapter 22

The Planet Event

After staying at the carrot farm for a couple of weeks I wanted to camp on the local mountain, Mt. Kobau. So, I hiked up the mountain with several days worth of supplies. The hot summer nights on an Okanagan Mountain give great memories. I then hiked down the other side of the mountain and WWOOFed on a farm in Oliver for a week. During my stay I decided I was going to pick apples back at Cawston for the fall. I arranged to go back to the carrot farm in Cawston while I waited for apple picking season to start in early September.

One night outside the farm the next contact event occurred.

Contact Event #18: Cawston, August 1999, 22 Years Old

I went for a night-walk along the quiet road that led to the farm. It could have been between nine or ten at night. It was very dark as the street I was on had no streetlights, but I could see the streetlights along the highway that ran through the middle of the valley. I was possibly a few hundred meters from the farm when I began hearing a buzzing sound. I became the “me that knows them” and could feel a large craft was low in the sky behind me. Then I got zoomed up.

I was immediately in a small room. To my right was a vertical cubby hole with shelves and folded clothes on each shelf. There was a small bench along the wall. It felt like a change room.

The Elder was in front of me and told me to change into the blue clothes she pointed at on a shelf, then walked out to give me privacy. I pulled the clothes out and it was a jumpsuit. I took off my clothes and put the jumpsuit on. It was a polyester-like fabric, well fitted, and very comfortable. I don’t remember putting the black boots on but I was definitely wearing them so they may have been attached to the jumpsuit. When I was finished, I quickly folded my own clothes, placed them in the cubby, and then walked down a small hallway where the Elder was waiting for me.

I walked out to a large room in front of me with hallways to my left and right. The Elder directed my attention to the wall to my left.

There was a large flat map of the planet Earth on the wall. It was digital with clear colours and high-quality detail. There was a grid overlaying the picture distinguishing quadrants.

She looked me in the eyes intently and said, “We have a mission today; we need to save souls.” I could feel an urgency projected from her eyes. She then looked at the map and continued, “We’re going to save people from the destruction.”

I looked at the map and then back at her and asked, “What destruction?”

She said, “The great waves that will come and swallow everything up.”

Then immediately on the map in front of me I saw ocean waves spilling onto the land. I saw northern Russia swallowed by waves from the North Sea going incredibly far inland, right up to the Himalayas. And clearly these waves were so massive they were flowing hundreds if not thousands of kilometres inland. I had never heard about any destruction before.

She said, “Today we’re going to save people in Northern Europe.”

I was hesitant to ask but had to, “You're going to cause the destruction?”

I sensed she knew the gravity of what she was going to say. She replied, “Not us, all of us; the Federation.” In her statement I felt there were multiple planets and societies that felt like humans were out of control, and were having to make hard choices about us, and that this action was necessary to save the planet.

Importantly, today they were serious about saving people and so was I. I wanted this, I wanted to help, I wanted to save people.

Saving Lives

I walked into a large room with computer consoles on tables up against the wall, and cables coming out the back of the computers, running along the floor behind them. At the top of the room was a large oval screen, possibly six feet tall.

The Elder directed me to sit down in a smooth curved chair in front of a computer consul. I was loosely aware that there were other beings here but the feel of the mission to save lives had me focused. The computer screen was circular and presently reminds me of a radar scope. There was a joystick in front of the screen and a red button to the right. She explained, “When you see dots on the screen those are people. Select them with this joystick and save them by pressing this button. It will load them into the computer, and we will organize them from there.”

There was a lighter form of telepathy being directed out to the group. I couldn’t see this being as I was focused on my console. It was a woman and she said, “Please start.”

Very quickly it began. I could see on the large screen up front we sped over a city at night. We were low, possibly eighty to a hundred feet above the ground, but I was under the impression we were cloaked or invisible and couldn’t be seen.

On my computer console I saw grey blobs appear and I knew these were people. I highlighted them with the joystick and pressed the button. On the right side of the screen was a yellow script and below it a red script.

I could see the information of the highlighted person go to either the yellow or red script. I was aware the yellow script was a soul saved while the red script was a soul rejected. A lot were going to the yellow, but some were going to the red.

There was some kind of sensor in their craft that was picking up consciousness information about these people, because at the top of the screen I could read in their script information about their consciousness when I selected them. I understood this to actually be the soul; the personal consciousness manifesting in the body. We were literally saving souls. When I highlighted a consciousness, I could read each individual was categorized by the mind, heart, and energy field. Then those each had further three layers of information or descriptors.

Interestingly, this machine was also the most intuitive and easiest machine I had ever used for how complex of a function it carried out.

To my right the Elder was on her own console. I understood she was analyzing or categorizing the humans I was loading into the computer. Her face was very close to the screen. If she was a human, it would look like she was short-sighted. She moved her head around the screen absorbed in the information.

As horrible as it may sound, I was detached. I believed thoroughly that we were doing everything we could to save those from destruction. And not just that, I was grateful to be part of a team carrying out such an extraordinary saving of people. It was crystal clear I was stopping people from dying, and if a soul was rejected, I trusted the wisdom that it was for a good purpose. I also felt intensely for those below. These were people with families, friends, purpose, dreams, hopes. We had to save as many as possible.

This carried on for possibly ten to fifteen minutes while we moved over several cities. At one point when I glanced at the screen at the top of the room, I saw we were at the same height as tall buildings and even a clock tower. Putting souls into a computer to be analyzed was a simple and repetitive task, and kind of felt like a video game.

Then the thin female telepathic voice said, “You can stop.” It was at this point that it began to feel like this task of saving souls was not real, or possibly a test.

I had been so absorbed in what was happening, when I turned around in my chair to see the rest of the room, I was stunned that there were humans here. Not human looking aliens, or hybrid Grey-humans; they were clearly humans like me, also in blue jumpsuits. And they were young like me. There was a young woman with shoulder length black wavy hair directly across from me on the opposite side of the room. There was a young man next to her. Over on my side of the room, next to the Elder, was a young black man.

I had never seen humans in this environment, and I was very curious. It was also obvious what was going on; each of us had a Grey alien we were partnered with. And I now understood all of us humans had the same task of loading in the information while the Grey analyzed it.

A tall female Grey with an elongated cone came out and walked to the front of the room, in front of the oval shaped screen. The craft had stopped and was now floating in the clouds as a sunrise was occurring on the screen behind her; it was an impactful sight.

She said in telepathy to the group, “Thank you for partaking in our test.” I had never experienced this type of group telepathy before. She continued, “We are testing your capacity to handle the hard truth that your world is under siege from within, and hard decisions will have to be made. We are testing your ability to make those hard decisions.”

The group then became unsettled to hear this about planet Earth. But maybe it was also something to do with having been under so much stress, yet it turned out to be a test. The woman across from me had a scowl on her face. The young man next to her was putting his face in his hands and shaking his head, looking at the ground, then looking at the tall Grey, and kept repeating this.

The tall Grey continued, “We need your help. Change is coming and you are our allies on the ground at this time. Your work with other humans is invaluable to us. Thank you for helping us today and for your service with us. There will be a time when we will call upon you. Now it’s time for wise words with your handler.” The Elder was called my handler, I also never heard this before.

Everyone filed out of the room. The Elder and I went back to the map on the wall. I asked, “What happens to my home?”

She said, “We will unmake and remake the land. We’re making the place better for people like you. For people who are kind, spiritual, and peaceful. The work we’re doing now will help us to make Earth a better place.”

I wasn’t despondent, but shocked, and slightly relieved to be on their side. I remained centered, but if this is what they're doing I didn’t know what to make of it. I went back into the change room and just focused on changing into my clothes. The Elder waited at the entrance until I was fully changed. I looked at her and she said, “Bye Jeff.” Then I was zoomed down.

I was placed back on the road, walking back to the farm as if I’d completed my walk. Then my memory of the event was removed.

Unaware of what happened, for unknown reasons, I was compelled to look up in the night sky. Almost a couple hundred feet directly above me, I saw a small singular cloud, alone in the sky, lit up blue.

The cloud was clearly being lit up by an object next to it, by something I couldn’t see. I knew this because of the direction the shadows were cast in the cloud. I was puzzled by what I was looking at.

The cloud was low enough, and close enough, that I would have heard any planes or helicopters. There were also no rain clouds or lightning in the area. It was a tiny lone cloud in an otherwise starry night sky.

I was staring in bewilderment trying to make sense of what I was looking at. I then looked far down the valley trying to figure out what could be producing this light in a small cloud on an otherwise clear night. When I looked back the light was gone.

I thought the event was strange but didn’t know what to make of it. I tossed it up to the lights in the sky that followed me from place to place.

I always remember that blue light I saw in the night sky that night, never knowing it was a marker for the contact event I had.

Reflection

The tall Grey alien said, “We are testing your capacity to handle the hard truth that your world is under siege from within, and hard decisions will have to be made.”

What could this possibly mean that the world is under siege from within?

I am reminded of a crop circle that caught my attention in my research. The study of crop circles is very interesting. Of course, humans can make crop circles. But some of the designs are truly unprecedented, such as shapes that are warped by the rolling hills they are imprinted on, yet from above are perfect symmetrical shapes. In some of these cases they form over a single night, with fields that are filmed with CTV cameras that show no lights on the field. Crop circles also create thousands of dollars of damage, and no one ever gets charged. If one is open minded, the study of crop circles truly yields some strange mysteries.

So, on August 5th, 2002, in a field of wheat in Crabwood, Winchester, UK, a crop circle appeared with a picture of a Grey alien holding a disc. It was hundreds of feet long and precise with no apparent errors. The image was made up of horizontal lines of different heights. The artistry using horizontal lines to produce the image had never been used before and has since never been repeated. It was a level and scale of detail that was so unprecedented when it comes to crop circles, that it should leave no doubt in the mind of the person who’s looking at it that this was not created by humans. In the moment the public didn’t know what to make of it. Pictures were taken from the air, and researchers were allowed on the field to confirm its authenticity, but then the farmer got rid of the crop circle. Researcher Paul Vigay discovered that the disk being held by the Grey held a pattern that turned out to be a message in ASCII binary code. When translated it said:

Beware the bearers of false gifts and their broken promises. Much pain, but still time. Believe. There is good out there. We oppose deception. Conduit closing. (Bell sound)

When we analyze specific parts of this message one line at a time, considering what was said during this contact event, it reveals some interesting detail.

Beware the bearers of false gifts and their broken promises: It seems to be a warning to the reader to beware of false intentions.

Much pain, but still time: It seems like it is being said that something is going to happen, and it is going to cause pain, but the degree of pain is variable.

Believe: Obviously the message is communicated to someone, or a group of people, and they are not believing.

There is good out there: Whoever the message is addressed to doesn’t know that the beings are good or that their intentions are good.

We oppose deception: Whoever is interacting with them is trying to fool them.

Conduit closing: It’s being said that there’s a limit. There might be a time where something might occur, that might cause pain, or more pain than is necessary.

I mentioned previously of an essay I have written that is available on my website that explores the possible evidence of a meeting between Grey aliens and American President Dwight D. Eisenhower. It also explores some evidence that a relationship continues between some body of government and Grey aliens.

Possibly, this government body that is in contact with the Grey’s is who the message of the crop circle is addressed to and is also the group putting us under siege from within without the public’s knowledge.

But this great waves contact event must be put into context with the tenth contact event in which the Twin showed me humans are causing destruction of the planet, and the beings feel it’s necessary to interject. Have we as a species not received countless warnings from climate scientists painting a picture of incredible hardship and pain in the future? And those calls for strong needed action are only getting more frequent.

In 1972 a team of MIT scientists published a book called The Limits of Growth. They explain how if governments and corporations continue on the path of our current rate of resource use, we will exceed the planet's ability to manage, creating a collapse in industrialized civilization. This is what I felt I was shown on the planet hologram in my tenth contact event. Using models based on population, industrial growth, limits of resources, technology, and pollution, they predict a future where natural resources would become so scarce that future economic growth would become impossible. The researchers describe a “significant decrease in population,” by 2040.

The Yale Journal of Industrial Ecology in November 2020 published an article that revisited the models used to make this assessment and found them to be accurate and that we are currently on track for this hardship.

In the September 2021 issue of The Oxford Journal of Bioscience was an article demonstrating the dire circumstances of the climate health of our planet and warned of a catastrophic event. It looked at worrying measurements in greenhouse gases, ice sheets, and ocean temperatures, and was signed by over 13,000 scientists.

Scientists are also sending out alarms about species and ecosystem die-offs.

But something not mentioned in these papers are the possibility of the threat of nuclear war. The beings have long been known to dislike nuclear weaponry. Alongside mentioning this in countless contact events including my own, Robert Hastings documentary UFOs and Nukes demonstrates that all nuclear missile silos in America have had some kind of UFO activity. In some cases, the UFOs turn on or off the missiles demonstrating their ability to disable them if needed.

Who will be the ones on Earth to be the “significant decrease in population?” Could we be sure humanity would not engage in a nuclear war with each other over resources? With the reduction of resources, climate change, and nuclear wars, could all three combined begin the process of a runaway climate effect?

Whatever our future, it seems very likely the beings are warning us that our planet is in grave danger.

Presently, I found it challenging that the beings spoke to me about apocalyptic events of the future. I’m a positive person. I try to focus on the positive every day and look forward to good things. And I can take negative things and find the light in them. But I don’t like being a person who spreads awareness of such a massive scale of worldwide destruction.

It’s important to mention here that I will continue to have dialogue with the Elder around this event and she does say the future is not set in stone. I believe in human potential and our ability to change our future.

It makes me personally sad to communicate these types of messages that can make others feel hopeless. But my impression from the beings is that is not their purpose in giving these types of contact events. Only now in my research has it become apparent that the beings often talk with contactees about future worldwide apocalyptic style events. Whether it is floods, meteors, wars, or giant volcanoes. Some people have even been given dates for these events in which nothing has come to pass. It’s possible the beings are giving these types of contact events to contactees, for the purpose of being relayed to the public, as a form of motivation to change a possible future outcome.

So, in the light of being positive, let this contact event be a motivation for you to take action to care for the planet and to foster and live your kind, spiritual, and peaceful side.