Five years ago today was the worst day of most of our lives, akin to the day the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor for our parents? generation. I was half asleep in bed in San Antonio when I suddenly heard on the radio that a plane had struck the World Trade Center. I threw off the covers and headed for the TV, saying to Anne that I thought I?d heard that a commuter plane had hit one of the twin towers.
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From October of 1985 to October of 1997, I was in almost constant contact with people who did not appear to be human. In Transformation and Breakthrough, I wrote about the period of relatively formal encounters that ended in 1990. But I have never written about what happened after that. There are two reasons for this. The first is that I couldn’t figure out how to do it most usefully. The second is that I didn’t feel that I could gain a receptive audience beyond the community of people who have had close encounters, of which there appear to be about a million in the United States.
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As the summer of 2006 rages on, with heatwaves stretching from the American Pacific coast all the way across the North Atlantic to Europe and virtually around the world, we now discover that the great Amazonian rain forest has perhaps a year to live.
If there is no rain in the Amazon basin soon, and that forest is destroyed, mankind could die with it. This is because the Amazonian forest is, in effect, the heart of the world’s ecosystem. It is a vast, unimaginably important carbon dioxide sink and oxygen producer. Without it, the planet’s climate will likely become untenable for human life.
It appears that we are well on our way to another large-animal extinction, and, if so, we will be among the large animals who go.
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Anne and I have had quite an interesting time recently, with regard to anomalous experiences. She is becoming a sort of communicator. Not exactly a psychic, but rather somebody who initiates needed action at the right moment.
It started a few weeks ago when we had an apparent missing time experience while out walking. I believe that I’ve reported it before, but I’ll recap it briefly: it was quite simple–we were living at the time in Los Angeles (we have a small flat there but stay here in Mexico most of the time), and walking across town when suddenly one of the streets simply didn’t happen. We were at one streetcorner one second, at another the next.
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