By December of 2010 I was so beat up and sick from my abductions that my husband literally thought I was going to die.
Truth be told, by that point I'd pretty much figured out that death would be the only escape from the abductions, psy-op campaign, and deep black military projects.
It's not that I was suicidal..I wasn't.
It's just that I'd figured out the reality of
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my situation was that death was the only avenue of escape. So I
had become ambivalent either way.
For the first time ever I knew an abduction was coming before it actually happened.
The next thing I knew I was standing face-to-face with a Drac.
"WE'RE GOING TO KILL YOU!" it snarled.
I shrugged and replied "Go ahead" and stood there waiting for it to kill me. It didn't.
I felt it psychically scan my mind to see if I was bluffing. Apparently it realized I wasn't. It conjured up a hologram of my siblings and hissed "WE'LL KILL THEM TOO!"
"Go ahead," I shrugged.
I felt it scan my mind a second time...but that works both ways. I was scanning its mind at the same time. And I realized IT DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH ME! I wasn't kowtowing to its fear instilling tactics anymore and it realized they'd completely lost control of me.
It flew into a rage. I saw its talons coming at me to Rep scratch me and tried to spin away but I wasn't fast enough. It caught me on my lower chest, raking two of its talons all the way around to the middle of my back.
It disappeared and I was back on my living room sofa. I pulled up my shirt...sure enough, there were the two talon scratches radiating all the way around to my back.
A funny thing happened that night. My abductions, both alien and military stopped and I was never abducted again.
I finally realized why Jmmanuel had been pounding into my head "Fear does not exist unless we create it ourselves. Fear is nothing but what we make our own minds believe."
I'd finally let go of all fear of everything, even death. Jmmanuel had been showing me the key to my freedom all along! Via my OBE he'd allowed me to experience death and learn it was nothing to fear whatsoever.
The Drac knew their terror instilling tactics were no longer working on me, that they'd finally met their match in me and maybe they just should let sleeping dogs lie. Their intrusions into my home stopped as well.
That's your key to freedom - lose all fear of everything, including death.