The Observers
Encounters with Extraterrestrials
A Collection of
Experiences, Sightings and Encounters
with UFO Phenomena and Related Happenings
Recorded in Words and Illustrations Since 1934
by Author, Artist and Experiencer
Kinsley Jarrett
Dedicated to the Space Beings, the Observers,
who in service to The Infinite One show concern and care
about the preservation and the continuance of All Life.
Part 1
The Observers
Earliest sightings and experiences with UFO phenomena
from 1934 onwards
Part 2
The Dome and the Dolphins
Contact referring to UFOs and Cetaceans
Part 3
The Golden One
Experiences in a Spacecraft
Alien Connections
Part 4
Bellingen Ball of Light
Sighting of a UFO
Part 5
The Nambucca Heads Experiences
Aboriginal Connections
Tweed River Encounter
I will endeavour to make selections of Parts 3, 4 and 5 available later in 2020.
The Observers
Earliest sightings and experiences with UFO phenomena
from 1934 onwards
Part 2
The Dome and the Dolphins
Contact referring to UFOs and Cetaceans
Part 3
The Golden One
Experiences in a Spacecraft
Alien Connections
Part 4
Bellingen Ball of Light
Sighting of a UFO
Part 5
The Nambucca Heads Experiences
Aboriginal Connections
Tweed River Encounter
I will endeavour to make selections of Parts 3, 4 and 5 available later in 2020.
Part 1 The Observers
Earliest sightings and experiences with UFO phenomena from 1934 onwards
I feel that as a whole, we human beings are heading towards a not too distant future in which there will be a greater acceptance of the Source of Universal Intelligence that permeates all life forms.
Unconditional love is the key that unlocks the doors to other dimensions of life, both here and 'out there'. When we have learned to love more in the spiritual sense, then our space brothers and sisters, The Observers, will be able to accept us more fully into universal unity. From what I can gather, the answers don't altogether lie in scientific knowledge of how things work, or as a result of political power, but simply in giving out unconditional love to each other and to those life forms out there who really care about us.
They are The Observers at this time. There can only be negativity if we transmit negative thoughts and feelings. Let's progress positively on this planet and unite with the universe by reaching out with Love to discover that life is like a multi-faceted diamond sparkling with wonders that some already have the privilege of experiencing.
Kinsley Jarrett
1992
Unconditional love is the key that unlocks the doors to other dimensions of life, both here and 'out there'. When we have learned to love more in the spiritual sense, then our space brothers and sisters, The Observers, will be able to accept us more fully into universal unity. From what I can gather, the answers don't altogether lie in scientific knowledge of how things work, or as a result of political power, but simply in giving out unconditional love to each other and to those life forms out there who really care about us.
They are The Observers at this time. There can only be negativity if we transmit negative thoughts and feelings. Let's progress positively on this planet and unite with the universe by reaching out with Love to discover that life is like a multi-faceted diamond sparkling with wonders that some already have the privilege of experiencing.
Kinsley Jarrett
1992
Namoi
In 1968 I found to my great surprise that I was able to channel, and through automatic writing over the following years, received an extensive amount of material, most of which emanated from an entity named Namoi. Being an artist helped in receiving and accurately illustrating the detail in the images he sent.
Some of the more salient points from Namoi:
- All information given in love comes with the knowledge that humans have limited understanding
- Their seeming superpowers regarding travel through time and space are by para-physical and technological procedures
- The Earth is suffering from ages of mistreatment, which causes an imbalance in Nature and pollution around the Earth, which if left unchecked will affect other life-forms in the Universe
- Humanity itself is heading for disaster unless it awakens to its senseless destruction
- There are beings from elsewhere who, although not wanting to interfere with humanity, are highly concerned about the steadily decreasing life-forms of Nature on Earth and our 'don't care' attitudes
- Earth is not the only planet inhabited by intelligent Beings.
- Earth is an essential and integral part of the Whole, which must be kept in harmonious balance, for the sake of ALL
- There are particular Space Beings who since the earliest times of human evolution, have pledged to care-take the life forms of Earth, including those within Nature. Their duties are made more difficult by many of humankind's attitudes to each other and the planet
- Some humans are aggressive and judgemental when unconditional love and understanding are what really matters
- There are Beings out there in what we call space, with whom we may one day embrace and perhaps even coexist
- It will be the Beings from out there who will contact us, not vice versa
An Unusual Light in the Sky
Part 2 The Dome and the Dolphins
1988
I was invited to a meditation on a property near Nambucca Heads, NSW in Australia where a local spiritual group gathered in a circle of mown grass in the middle of a natural ring of ancient tea trees. I was aware of some unusual vibratory force within the circle. I felt my skin bristle all over as I continued to remain there. 'There's really something special about this area', I said as there was a rather glorious sensation of exuberance.
Beyond the topmost branches and leafless twigs of the trees, I was amazed to see what seemed to be an interior of a huge dome of a building. Although its colour was the same as the sky, it reminded me of alabaster.
As I continued to stare, the details became clear. There were open arches of a gallery under the dome through which Beings were peering. The moment I thought that they were observing me, I felt embarrassed and immediately found myself back down on the grassy circle. I sprang to a sitting position and much to their surprise, I questioned everyone in the group if they had seen the dome.
Seeing that I had broken into their peaceful meditative state, I quickly realised that they had not been part of my experience and therefore, had not seen the image of the dome. While it was still indelibly clear in my memory, I told them of the experience and indicated a desire to illustrate the dome before the details faded. After completing the drawing, I had a deep conviction that there was much more yet to be revealed, but in what way, I had no idea.
Seven weeks later, when I had all but forgotten about the image of the dome, further information was revealed in a 'dream' experience, which because of its realism, momentarily cause my awakened state to seem unreal. While the images and information remained crystal clear in my memory, I quickly made some drawings and notes.
It is that so-called 'dream' that I now share with you.
Beyond the topmost branches and leafless twigs of the trees, I was amazed to see what seemed to be an interior of a huge dome of a building. Although its colour was the same as the sky, it reminded me of alabaster.
As I continued to stare, the details became clear. There were open arches of a gallery under the dome through which Beings were peering. The moment I thought that they were observing me, I felt embarrassed and immediately found myself back down on the grassy circle. I sprang to a sitting position and much to their surprise, I questioned everyone in the group if they had seen the dome.
Seeing that I had broken into their peaceful meditative state, I quickly realised that they had not been part of my experience and therefore, had not seen the image of the dome. While it was still indelibly clear in my memory, I told them of the experience and indicated a desire to illustrate the dome before the details faded. After completing the drawing, I had a deep conviction that there was much more yet to be revealed, but in what way, I had no idea.
Seven weeks later, when I had all but forgotten about the image of the dome, further information was revealed in a 'dream' experience, which because of its realism, momentarily cause my awakened state to seem unreal. While the images and information remained crystal clear in my memory, I quickly made some drawings and notes.
It is that so-called 'dream' that I now share with you.
The 'Dream' Experience
It is night, and I am alone in the grassy circle within the circle of tea trees. Once again, from the horizontal position, I look up to see the interior of the same dome, remembering that I had seen it before.
Once again, I see beings peering down through the open arches under the dome. I mentally question the whereabouts of this dome and am magically transported backwards until I get a wide view.
It is obvious now that the dome is supported by several columns that stand in an expanse of turquoise coloured water in which dolphins are playing. Curtains of pale blue liquid slowly cascade down each column behind which is a circular wall of deep Prussian blue colour. At regular intervals in the wall, small circular recess openings allow beams of light to project and follow the movements of each dolphin.
I realise that the beings in the gallery are peering down at these beautiful cetaceans and not at me as I had first thought. I hear a resonant voice explain that this is the area of healing following treatment, and as I question as to where all this is taking place, the voice immediately informs me that I will be shown.
I again see myself standing alone within the grassy circle. All around me are the ancient tea trees and beyond them is darkness. Suddenly I am transported backwards, and I am amazed and overawed at the sight of a massive craft suspended above the trees. It is so colossal I do not know where to look first. While taking note of all the details, the friendly voice explains that the dolphin area I had just seen was just one small section within the craft.
I question the reason for the craft’s presence, and the voice continues with information. I learned that the Beings within are descendants of a race who long ago travelled from Sirius to establish an Earth base on one of the islands of Atlantis. They brought with them cetaceans of high intelligence to mix with those of similar types in the oceans of Earth. When it was predicted that the islands were soon to become obliterated through the wrongful use of tremendous powers discovered by another race, the beings from Sirius left the Earth. Still, they pledged to care-take the cetaceans until such time when is Earth Beings were ready to take on the responsibility.
Direct Transmission to Kinsley Jarrett 1992
The design of the craft allows for easy manoeuvrability underwater even though some speed has to be sacrificed. Travel through space does not rely entirely on technologies. The primary function for their being on Earth is to collect the ailing cetaceans, administer healing, and rerelease them to the appropriate waters.
I question about other areas of the craft's interior and ask if I may see some of them. The voice informs me that the thought alone is sufficient to enable me to see more.
I see a vast area in which a long curved transparent wall holds back what seems to be a massive ocean of water. Within the voluminous depths, cetaceans are swimming without appearing to be confined in any way. Pressed against the curved wall, huge pads attached to overhead mechanism move incredibly slowly along the surface. I understand that the pads control pressure and temperature, both of which are measured on memory banks in another section. Dwarfed by the comparative size of the inner ocean, are small pods in which one or two of the beings become mobile. I feel the need to question more, but suddenly I find that I am in another area.
Groups of units swivel slightly to the left and right. In each unit sit two of the Beings who silently and efficiently work the control panels. The voice informs me that each operator is connected to a central control by an apparatus that carries thought patterns and signals from the body energy centres. These are mixed with an incoming signal from a particular cetacean.
This is then transmitted to an instrument that projects a dimensional image of the cetacean's eyes. After the eyes are diagnosed, a particular healing beam is transmitted through a bank of crystals to the cetacean. As each reading is individualistic, there can be no mix-up.
I understand now that these are the beams of light I had seen emanating from the wall encircling the pool. Now I see a room over which is a strange glow. I question that function of the equipment, and the voice informs me that this is the Communications Centre.
From a multi-beam projector, varicoloured light-rays are focused onto three separate disc screens, specially shielded from stray force fields of energy.
The first screen displays that sound-wave pattern of a particular cetacean. The second screen integrates the cetacean's pattern with that of the present operator. The third screen displays the final 'mix' which is read by computers and recorded. In this manner, the operator can converse with the cetaceans and experience what the cetacean is experiencing.
Should another operator take over, it is simply a matter of changing a tiny disc containing the new operator's voice pattern. The voice also informs me that a similar method of communication in Atlantean days was developed to a stage in which sound patterns could be manifested into form.
When used negatively, the results became disastrous and contributed to a great extent to the final annihilation of the Atlantean race and the sea's reclaiming of the islands. Power for good is limitless. It is up to the operators to use it in a positive manner so intended by the Creator of the Universe.
I absorb the message that the voice is telling me and simultaneously see other interesting pieces of equipment about which I want to enquire, but the voice encourages me to return to the physical form of my dimension. At this, I become confused, and everything fades to black, followed by a sensation of falling backwards and incredible speed.
A loud noise in my ears caused my body to lurch, and I awoke, suddenly sitting upright in bed. The dream experience had seemed so real that I was now momentarily disoriented. Could it have been something other than a mere 'dream'?
I wondered if perhaps I had had the privilege of a learning experience that had begun seven weeks earlier. Without intellectualising the entire experience, I feel that humanity may come to more fully accept the oneness with all other life-forms on this planet. When that stage is reached, we may then be able to plumb the greater depths of the oceans of unlimited knowingness with being Universal understanding and love.
The Golden One
Part One
1988
Part One
1988
On a brilliantly sunny day in October, my wife and I made our way once again to the abode of our gracious friend, Janette Blainey in Bellingen. The pleasure of being invited to stay for a few days filled us with joy and expectation. Upon our arrival, there was no indication of the astounding events that were later to take place.
Relaxing on the sun-drenched verandah that first day gave us the opportunity to absorb the tranquility of the surrounding valley with the majestic tree-covered mountain ranges in the background.
Janette spoke in glowing terms of the grandeur of the Dorrigo Rainforest, indicating that if I spent a day there I would undoubtedly attune to the Nature Spirits and Devas. Having made such contacts while in other rainforest areas, I wholeheartedly seized the opportunity and the following day I was off up the mountain.
After parking the car, I chose one of the walking tracks, following it for some time through a cathedral of glorious trees. Relying on intuition, I moved off the track and climbed a slope to a small clearing where I rested on an old log.
This seemed to be a special energy spot where I could easily drift into meditation and attune to the energies within nature. The morning was crisp and sweetened with the perfume of moist earth and leafage. From the gothic heights of the taller trees, shafts of sunlight penetrated dark green shadows and as I closed my eyes I wondered what kind of Nature Deva would present itself in such a grand forest.
Opening my eyes later, I allowed time to look around from my position on the log. There was no breeze to rustle the foliage and all was hushed. It was because of the pervading stillness that a sudden movement and glint of bright colour within the bushes caught my instant attention.
I turned and faced what I assumed could be either another Nature Spirit or perhaps a brightly coloured bush bird. Sitting quite still, I stared in the direction from where the movement had taken place, and again I saw the golden-yellow glint as leaves in the dense bush stirred, then parted.
A glowing yellow, child-size figure appeared to float out of the foliage and advance slowly towards me. I felt a rush of adrenaline within my body and my skin bristle with goose-bumps, yet somehow I knew that there was nothing to fear.
Relaxing on the sun-drenched verandah that first day gave us the opportunity to absorb the tranquility of the surrounding valley with the majestic tree-covered mountain ranges in the background.
Janette spoke in glowing terms of the grandeur of the Dorrigo Rainforest, indicating that if I spent a day there I would undoubtedly attune to the Nature Spirits and Devas. Having made such contacts while in other rainforest areas, I wholeheartedly seized the opportunity and the following day I was off up the mountain.
After parking the car, I chose one of the walking tracks, following it for some time through a cathedral of glorious trees. Relying on intuition, I moved off the track and climbed a slope to a small clearing where I rested on an old log.
This seemed to be a special energy spot where I could easily drift into meditation and attune to the energies within nature. The morning was crisp and sweetened with the perfume of moist earth and leafage. From the gothic heights of the taller trees, shafts of sunlight penetrated dark green shadows and as I closed my eyes I wondered what kind of Nature Deva would present itself in such a grand forest.
Opening my eyes later, I allowed time to look around from my position on the log. There was no breeze to rustle the foliage and all was hushed. It was because of the pervading stillness that a sudden movement and glint of bright colour within the bushes caught my instant attention.
I turned and faced what I assumed could be either another Nature Spirit or perhaps a brightly coloured bush bird. Sitting quite still, I stared in the direction from where the movement had taken place, and again I saw the golden-yellow glint as leaves in the dense bush stirred, then parted.
A glowing yellow, child-size figure appeared to float out of the foliage and advance slowly towards me. I felt a rush of adrenaline within my body and my skin bristle with goose-bumps, yet somehow I knew that there was nothing to fear.
Because of another unusual experience on a previous occasion, I came to realise that where love is, fear cannot exist. By the same token, this diminutive Being appeared to be too 'alien' to be a spirit of nature. It was the size of the eyes and head that first captivated my attention. The strange glow that emanated from what seemed to be a tight fitting one-piece garment was something foreign to me.
The little figure stood facing me about three meters away. I slid off the log slowly. Seconds of silence seemed to stretch out into a lengthy time warp before my conscious mind prompted me to make some effort to communicate. As I opened my mouth to say something, the Being raised its right arm then placed its hand below a small insignia on the garment.
I took particular notice of the details. The overall triangular design was formed by three other triangles that created a fourth, in the centre of which was a circle. At the time, I could not find any relationship to its symbolism. Suddenly I began to hear words in my head. The Being pointed to the sketchpad. On picking it up, I hurried to write down the disjointed words that repeated in my head. In this way I realised that the communication had been made and I read what I had received.
The little figure stood facing me about three meters away. I slid off the log slowly. Seconds of silence seemed to stretch out into a lengthy time warp before my conscious mind prompted me to make some effort to communicate. As I opened my mouth to say something, the Being raised its right arm then placed its hand below a small insignia on the garment.
I took particular notice of the details. The overall triangular design was formed by three other triangles that created a fourth, in the centre of which was a circle. At the time, I could not find any relationship to its symbolism. Suddenly I began to hear words in my head. The Being pointed to the sketchpad. On picking it up, I hurried to write down the disjointed words that repeated in my head. In this way I realised that the communication had been made and I read what I had received.
'We choose you, friend. Genetic interest. Cooperation requested. You are free to make choice. We do no harm. If willing, return to this place tomorrow early. In Oneness.'
Filled with awe and a kind of thrilling excitement I had never before experienced, I looked up at the glowing Being who now appeared to be slightly above the ground level, then re-read the words to make certain that I felt at ease with their meaning. Beyond the immediate amazement, was an inner knowing that I would cooperate regardless and further questioning seemed unnecessary.
When I looked up, the little Being to whom I had mentally given the name of Golden One, was lost to sight. It's seemed that only an intelligence far beyond our earthly comprehension would be capable of manifesting this kind of encounter.
It had happened so quickly. Once again I read the words on the pad and felt doubly assured about allowing myself to be vulnerable to the requests of this Being from afar. Although I knew almost nothing about Golden One, there existed a mutual feeling of trust, honesty and above all unconditional love.
I knew for certain then, that I had not been hallucinating for I was very aware of all my faculties, even moreso than the previous day. There was an instant rapport between us and as I stared at those large unblinking eyes, I felt as if I were 'listening' to a briefing, which I did not fully comprehend.
Then, as is willingly complying with a request received mentally, I slid off the long to a standing position. Golden One came much closer and I became aware of the odour of mask. It was unusually pleasant. Any previous nervousness vanished. Even excitement was quelled as I became embraced in a field of tranquility. Without consciously thinking, I began removing all my clothes, folding them neatly and placing them on top of the log.
Golden One remained close, silently observing my movements. The last part of the request indicated that I lay on my back along the log and rest my head on the clothes. I looked up into the fresh morning sky but I was also aware of a clouding-over of my abilities to keep all my faculties intact. Nevertheless I felt that by my actions, I was assuring Golden One of my willingness to do what was required with me. The little Being came closer. There was no idea of my being forced into the situation as I had been offered a choice and I had made it without any qualms. I pro-offered as smile and although I felt that it was understood, there was no emotional reaction on Golden One's face. I didn't need such confirmation.
Golden One held a tiny hand over my solar plexus and I knew that I had been gratefully accepted. There was a comforting warmth to my body and I seemed to completely relax. Then, there was a sharp stinging sensation in each of my big toes. I tried to raise my head to see what had caused this but I could not move. With sudden heaviness my eyes half closed and all I could see was a blurred image of the sky above, then a deafening noise in both ears was followed by a void of darkness.
After what seemed to be a period of timelessness, I opened my eyes. I was still in the supine position but the sight of the sky was replaced by a ceiling that appeared to be moving. It wasn't long before I realised that I was being transported along a corridor with Golden One alongside. It seemed as if we were floating along. Finding that I had the ability to use my muscles again, I lifted my head a little, from whatever it was that I was being carried on and was now able to see that I had been covered with what looked to be a thin sheet of white foil.
Both my feet were uncovered and the tiny instruments that had possibly been the cause of the stinging in my toes were clearly visible. The absolute silence caused me to realise that it was my hearing that had ceased to function, and as I wondered why, Golden One gently pressed a green gloved finger to my forehead. I then understood that because of the extreme high frequencies that could be damaging to my auditory nerve system, a temporary block was necessary. I also realised that something had been plugged into both my ears and although slightly frustrating, it became secondary to all that visually interested me.
The walls of the corridor had the appearance of frosted glass backlit in a pale mauve colour. While seemingly floating along, a band of white light moved synchronously within the walls and ceilings. Looking ahead, I could see other Beings who appeared to be awaiting our arrival in a brightly lit circular room. In its centre was a contoured couch supported by a single column.
On entering the area I could see several other Beings who looked almost identical to Golden One and who were wearing small white masks that covered the mouth and nose. The sweet odour of musk of which I have been previously aware, became more pronounced and I hoped that it would not increase further as it had a sickening effect. Whether they had read my thoughts or not, the pungent odour dispersed and I felt much more comfortable. For a brief moment, my thoughts flashed back to a time when I was being wheeled hurriedly into a hospital theatre, and although this was similar, there was and absence of inner tension.
Within the curved war on my left I would see a small gallery from way out some of these big things were looking down. Sensing weightlessness to a slight degree, I was lifted gently onto the couch, which was lowered and tilted forward. The couch was soft and warm on my bare back and because of its design, my head rested on a raised section, which allowed me to see most of the activity. I felt most grateful for this, whether this had been intentional or not.
In the silence, the diminutive Beings went about their business in an ordered fashion as if it had all been choreographed. Relying mainly on my powers of detailed observation, I found myself most impressed by the absence of gadgets, cabinets, monitors and the like. All was the essence of simplicity.
However, there was a massive structure hanging from the centre of the high ceiling that looked like a bizarre chandelier capable of concealing lethal weapons. From it a thin ribbon of light descended to a golden yellow ball that resembled a miniature sun. Although it was not far above me, I felt no discomforting heat. When the overall lighting dimmed a little, I drew in a deep breath sensing that the moment of truth was imminent.
Golden One came alongside while some instrument was clamped to the back of my head. Another Being carefully removed the small instruments from my toes while others removed the sheet that had covered my nakedness. Although I had no sense of fear, I reacted to a feeling of embarrassment for I was well aware that as a male human, I was far from being an ideal specimen. But I wondered whether they all already knew this. Golden One moved closer to me. I then understood that in the process of their genetic undertaking, they had known whom to select as possible donors. Had others and I been observed by these Beings over a period of time? It was apparent that I was only one of many who have chosen to cooperate in this way. The thought became interrupted by the placement of various instruments on my body.
I noticed how simplistic the design was and the absence of shiny metal. The Beings treated me with tender care and respect, which I found most gratifying. With it came a deeper sense of spiritual and ethical quality as they moved around me. Tiny gloved fingers lightly effleuraged the surface of the skin while instrum
ents were repositioned.
Both my arms were moved over the side of the couch until my hands slid into what felt like warm gel. Were the results of all this being monitored elsewhere on the craft? There was a pause in the proceedings after which an extraordinary instrument with three pulsing internal lights was carefully placed over the genital area. Stimulation became so vibrant that it would be have been impossible not to have allowed the reproduction system its full function. I sank back into the couch and more tiny fingers gently patted my skin and the instrument was removed. A phial was taken from it and inserted into a container, which in turn was placed into a large receptacle.
I must admit that in those few moments many deep thoughts welled up in my mind, but none of them contained doubt. There was a strong sense of having given of myself to something far greater than I could comprehend.
I felt no sense of guilt or shame for I had made the choice to go through this experience, based entirely on faith in the Divinity in All. Intuition and trust also played an important part in the removal of risk.
The golden yellow ball of light abruptly receded into the structure and the area again glowed brightly. All the instruments were methodically gathered up and the clamps removed from my head. The sheet was then replaced and the couch tilted back to its original position. Even though I had at first felt slightly exhausted and drowsy, I became rejuvenated amazingly quickly.
I was gently removed from the couch and placed upon what I mentally thought of as a floating mattress. Golden One again placed a fingertip on my brow and as before, I received meaningful communication. This time it qualified their reasons for the human genetic connection.
Shared with other concerned Beings in space, their role is to select and observe males and females from all races on Earth who could be willing to participate, without question, in their genetic program. From those humans they receive and take care of the sperm and ova, not because of some selfish desire to populate their planets, but as a precaution against the annihilation of the human species on Earth.
Should such a catastrophe occur, the human race could be genetically reproduced elsewhere. It is hoped that humanity will awaken to the manner in which the Earth has been treated so that the genetic program will not need to be preceded with. Nevertheless, it seems that there are Beings in Space who regard us as posing a danger to their environment.
During the course of time spent with these Beings, I had wondered about their particular method of procreation and why they all looked so similar. It was not so strange then that Golden One communicated further and informed me that as I had been so interested, I would be shown this at a later time. When I mentally queried as to how I would know when that time came, it was indicated that I would recognise a special feeling within my solar plexus.
Golden One then placed both hands over that area of my body and there was a feeling of warm radiation followed by a heavy drowsiness. I really did not want the experience to end and although I tried to remain awake, my eyes closed and I seemed to drop into a void of timelessness.
And extremely loud noise in my ears jolted me into conscious awareness and I opened my eyes to see a late afternoon sky. I had been returned to the log and already I had begun to react to the coolness of the forest shadows. Jumping off the log I hastily dressed and began scribbling notes and making quick notes on the pad while details were still clear.
There existed a strangeness as I sat there, which had something to do with a dimensional shift from one reality to another and a questioning of linear time. My mind to felt so stimulated and I needed to learn more of the Golden Beings. It was difficult to control my excitement and joy.
After all, this had not been a self-induced hallucinatory trip nor had it been some kind of imagined movie scenario, but an experience of 'another reality' within the consciousness of All That Is.
Finally, it was the thought that Golden One was to contact me again which stirred my enthusiasm even further as I made my way back through the darkening forest. On reaching the car I stopped for a moment to stare up into the sky and wonder at the magnitude of all that takes place, here on Earth and out there in Space.
It only seems incredible when viewed from a limited viewpoint, a rather earthbound aspect. I thought of all the other humans who like myself, have had such an experience and who would understand the deep feelings that linger on long after the event is over. Somewhere out there in Space are Beings who genuinely care about us enough to want to put precautionary measures into action, for the sake of ALL species of life.
The warm glow of the cottage porch light matched the welcome I received when I arrived back at Janette's. My wife Valhannah, Janette and John listened intently as I revealed the details of my experience with the Golden Ones and by a late hour I had roughly completed the drawings.
After bedding down, I looked out through the big picture window that framed one section of a star-studded sky and I sent loving thoughts to all those Beings who are part of a mystery we on Earth do not as yet fully comprehend. While there continues to be a need to more fully understand ourselves and how to come to grips with creating a better environment on this Earth, the Beings out there, our neighbours, will continue to be the caring observers.
The Golden One
Part Two
1989
Part Two
1989
Before relating my further encounter with the Golden One, it may be interesting for the reader to note that during the 1988 my lifelong friend, Bob Wilmot had flown up from Sydney to the Gold Coast for a short visit. I told him of my experience with the Golden One in the Dorrigo rainforest and knowing Bobs keen interest in UFO material, decided to show him my drawings as well. His reaction was one of absolute astonishment.
He asked if I had seen the book, 'Communion' by Whitley Strieber. When I said that I have not even heard of it, he reached into his overnight bag saying that he had purchased the book at the airport for something interesting to read during the flight. He put it down alongside my drawing of Golden One.
We were both staggered by the similarity of the illustrations. After reading Communion however, I must say that that is where the similarity ended. That is not to say that I did not find the book intensely exciting. Since that time, and as promised, Golden One made contact and it is that experience share with you now.
The Second Meeting
It was not until late February 1989 that at long last I became aware of a special feeling within my solar plexus that was the signal for the next encounter with the Golden One. Once again my wonderful wife understood the circumstances and was happy to cancel other plans we had previously arranged for that day. Seizing the moment and relying on intuition, I drove to a rainforest area not far from where we reside.
I trekked through some rough bush until finally coming to a small shaded area where I would be protected from the hot summer sun. As usual, I had taken my sketchpad with me just in case. Placing it to one side I stripped to my briefs and lay down. I spread-eagled myself and indulged in some deep breathing of the clean, oxygenated air from the surrounding trees. This helped relax both body and mind.
I closed my eyes and listened to the birdcalls echoing in the distance. Catching me unawares, a noise not unlike an explosion filled in my ears and then there was darkness. Once again I can only say that there seem to be a period of timelessness before I opened my eyes.
Sight appeared blurred and before I could find focus, I realised that I was in minus the faculty of hearing, a small sacrifice indeed for the wonderful experience of being with Golden One again. But, where was the diminutive Being from space?
My focus cleared and I was standing in front of an oval shaped opening, which appeared to be opaque. To the left and right there were two more similar openings through which I could see curved passageways. Wondering why I was finding difficulty in retaining and even balance, I look down to my feeds. They were about 16 cm above the floor! The sensation was like that of being on board ship.
I made and effort to centre myself and it apparently worked, or had I received help? Golden One approached through the opening to my left and came in front of me. I look down and focused. The head of this unique little being came level with my navel and I am only 166 cm in height, which may give some idea of physical relativity, allowing of course for the slight floating movement up and down.
Within those large eyes, I sensed that there was a mutual feeling of a kind of love that although difficult to explain would easily surpass the egotistical kind. This was quite a deep-set relationship. The beauty that pervaded these encounters was due to the complete absence of negativity. Golden One reached out and held one hand over my solar plexus while the other pointed to my feet. I understood that I was to be shown the communication and coordination centre within the craft as Golden One turned around and faced the opaque door, it seemed to dissolve away revealing and interior that once more astounded me by its sheer simplicity.
He asked if I had seen the book, 'Communion' by Whitley Strieber. When I said that I have not even heard of it, he reached into his overnight bag saying that he had purchased the book at the airport for something interesting to read during the flight. He put it down alongside my drawing of Golden One.
We were both staggered by the similarity of the illustrations. After reading Communion however, I must say that that is where the similarity ended. That is not to say that I did not find the book intensely exciting. Since that time, and as promised, Golden One made contact and it is that experience share with you now.
The Second Meeting
It was not until late February 1989 that at long last I became aware of a special feeling within my solar plexus that was the signal for the next encounter with the Golden One. Once again my wonderful wife understood the circumstances and was happy to cancel other plans we had previously arranged for that day. Seizing the moment and relying on intuition, I drove to a rainforest area not far from where we reside.
I trekked through some rough bush until finally coming to a small shaded area where I would be protected from the hot summer sun. As usual, I had taken my sketchpad with me just in case. Placing it to one side I stripped to my briefs and lay down. I spread-eagled myself and indulged in some deep breathing of the clean, oxygenated air from the surrounding trees. This helped relax both body and mind.
I closed my eyes and listened to the birdcalls echoing in the distance. Catching me unawares, a noise not unlike an explosion filled in my ears and then there was darkness. Once again I can only say that there seem to be a period of timelessness before I opened my eyes.
Sight appeared blurred and before I could find focus, I realised that I was in minus the faculty of hearing, a small sacrifice indeed for the wonderful experience of being with Golden One again. But, where was the diminutive Being from space?
My focus cleared and I was standing in front of an oval shaped opening, which appeared to be opaque. To the left and right there were two more similar openings through which I could see curved passageways. Wondering why I was finding difficulty in retaining and even balance, I look down to my feeds. They were about 16 cm above the floor! The sensation was like that of being on board ship.
I made and effort to centre myself and it apparently worked, or had I received help? Golden One approached through the opening to my left and came in front of me. I look down and focused. The head of this unique little being came level with my navel and I am only 166 cm in height, which may give some idea of physical relativity, allowing of course for the slight floating movement up and down.
Within those large eyes, I sensed that there was a mutual feeling of a kind of love that although difficult to explain would easily surpass the egotistical kind. This was quite a deep-set relationship. The beauty that pervaded these encounters was due to the complete absence of negativity. Golden One reached out and held one hand over my solar plexus while the other pointed to my feet. I understood that I was to be shown the communication and coordination centre within the craft as Golden One turned around and faced the opaque door, it seemed to dissolve away revealing and interior that once more astounded me by its sheer simplicity.
When Golden One turned around and entered the room, I assumed that I follow but to my surprise I bumped against an unseen barrier and bounced back like a cork in liquid! I felt foolish but if Golden One had known of my blunder, there was no indication of it.
The room was circular, and occupying most of the space was a circular, disc-like desk in which flat panels were set. From a large comfortable looking chair, Golden One wavered both hands over lighted instruments within the panels. A huge structure that reminded me of a tip of a gigantic ballpoint pen, was suspended from the ceiling. And intense ray of white light beamed down from the tip of the structure to a circular space in the centre of the desk. Again, my lack of hearing caused me to wonder what sounds, if any, may be associated with it. swivelled around in the chair and looked directly at me. Comments formulated in my head as I stood there absorbing it all.
I was given to understand that the beings I referred to as s are and androgynous race from a galaxy known to humanity as Lupus. They are guests on a spacecraft that is piloted by their neighbours who are from Taurus. While the beings from Lupus monitor human beings for the genetic project, the beings from Taurus concentrate on the plant and animal life forms of Earth for similar reasons. Although the Lupus Beings are androgynous, the Taurus Beings are not. Neither race is interested in taking over the Earth or solving our problems for us.
This recall appears brief, yet it seemed to take quite some time to grasp. I was making an effort to remain in a steady upright position when Golden One left the room and came towards me without being in the least affected by the unseen barrier I had previously encountered. My thoughts conveyed my thanks for the information given and as Golden One’s head tilted back, there seemed to be an effort made to register a human-esque smile. It looked out of character but it felt wonderful, so much so that I wanted to do the human thing and embrace this child sized Being.
A slightly raised hand made me realise that such physical action was not really necessary and I respected that. Golden One indicated that I follow and with amazing ease, I moved forward using only a quarter of the muscular energy required when walking on Earth. We went along a curved corridor and as on other occasions, a band of white light moved synchronously with us. Our progress lead to a large alcove on the left where another oval shaped opening slowly revealed a brilliantly lit interior of a room. The clinical-type light was unbearable for my eyes at first but it dimmed considerably upon entering.
The area was semicircular, lined with two tiers of transparent phials all of equal size with the exception of three at one end. Within four of the phials were beings like Golden One while within one of the larger phials was a tall being. I was guided in for a closer, more detailed look. My golden host already knew my thoughts and responded. This Being was one of the Taureans.
The room was circular, and occupying most of the space was a circular, disc-like desk in which flat panels were set. From a large comfortable looking chair, Golden One wavered both hands over lighted instruments within the panels. A huge structure that reminded me of a tip of a gigantic ballpoint pen, was suspended from the ceiling. And intense ray of white light beamed down from the tip of the structure to a circular space in the centre of the desk. Again, my lack of hearing caused me to wonder what sounds, if any, may be associated with it. swivelled around in the chair and looked directly at me. Comments formulated in my head as I stood there absorbing it all.
I was given to understand that the beings I referred to as s are and androgynous race from a galaxy known to humanity as Lupus. They are guests on a spacecraft that is piloted by their neighbours who are from Taurus. While the beings from Lupus monitor human beings for the genetic project, the beings from Taurus concentrate on the plant and animal life forms of Earth for similar reasons. Although the Lupus Beings are androgynous, the Taurus Beings are not. Neither race is interested in taking over the Earth or solving our problems for us.
This recall appears brief, yet it seemed to take quite some time to grasp. I was making an effort to remain in a steady upright position when Golden One left the room and came towards me without being in the least affected by the unseen barrier I had previously encountered. My thoughts conveyed my thanks for the information given and as Golden One’s head tilted back, there seemed to be an effort made to register a human-esque smile. It looked out of character but it felt wonderful, so much so that I wanted to do the human thing and embrace this child sized Being.
A slightly raised hand made me realise that such physical action was not really necessary and I respected that. Golden One indicated that I follow and with amazing ease, I moved forward using only a quarter of the muscular energy required when walking on Earth. We went along a curved corridor and as on other occasions, a band of white light moved synchronously with us. Our progress lead to a large alcove on the left where another oval shaped opening slowly revealed a brilliantly lit interior of a room. The clinical-type light was unbearable for my eyes at first but it dimmed considerably upon entering.
The area was semicircular, lined with two tiers of transparent phials all of equal size with the exception of three at one end. Within four of the phials were beings like Golden One while within one of the larger phials was a tall being. I was guided in for a closer, more detailed look. My golden host already knew my thoughts and responded. This Being was one of the Taureans.
The area was the place of rest for all those who are not yet required on the journey but kept alive through support systems. They would be aware of our presence but would not respond. The smaller beings from Lupus were resting between duties. They would all remain in a state of suspension until activated again by programmed thought-signals from memory banks in the communication centre.
The details of the Taurean fascinated me. The skin was of an ivory colour and just as smooth. There did not seem to be any restrictive gear to the head or other parts of the body. From an embossed escutcheon over a silvery looking belt, a long white garment hung in deep folds to the feet. His image impressed itself clearly on my mind and somehow I knew that Golden One knew that I would render a drawing of the Taurean when I returned home.
It was then indicated that we leave the room and proceed to where I would be shown that which had been promised - the method of procreation. I almost rejected the kindness, feeling that I would be intruding on an event that I feel is highly personal.
While following Golden One along yet another corridor, I received a little of their philosophy. It was pointed out that there were far too many human induced belief systems that tend to hold one in a state of limitation. Freed from this, one may experience the limitless power and energy of The Infinite, the expression of which one really is - Spirit.
At the end of the corridor we approached a triangular opening which was a deeply rich purple colour. On moving through, I had to depend on the glow from Golden One's body until we seemed to be in the centre of an area that was global in shape.
It was then indicated that we leave the room and proceed to where I would be shown that which had been promised - the method of procreation. I almost rejected the kindness, feeling that I would be intruding on an event that I feel is highly personal.
While following Golden One along yet another corridor, I received a little of their philosophy. It was pointed out that there were far too many human induced belief systems that tend to hold one in a state of limitation. Freed from this, one may experience the limitless power and energy of The Infinite, the expression of which one really is - Spirit.
At the end of the corridor we approached a triangular opening which was a deeply rich purple colour. On moving through, I had to depend on the glow from Golden One's body until we seemed to be in the centre of an area that was global in shape.
Imperceptibly, the lighting changed to a pale mauve and I could now see an object that resembled a small altar or dais, set in the centre of a highly polished purple coloured floor. The entire globe was charged with an etheric light and I felt that had I been able to hear there may have been some cosmic choir in what I felt to be a sacred place.
From the top of the globe a narrow ribbon of silvery lights, sprinkled with reflecting particles beamed down upon the altar. It was then that two beings looking similar to Golden One entered the globe now bathed in an aura of rich violet colour. They positioned themselves, one opposite other and placed their hands on a tubular bar that encircled the central block near the top of the altar. The entire structure began to pulsate with a colourful glow that synchronised with the light of the globe.
Within moments, the two Beings were enveloped in a scintillating ball of light. As the pulsations increased, the colours of light became an intermingled sphere, which appeared to remain almost steady. Then to my utter amazement, a tiny and Brian on it for manifested slowly on top of the altar! As I stared, a head with its large size eyes and torso with arms and legs became slightly animated.
The two Beings released their hold on the bar and the sphere of pulsating light gradually reduced its tempo and like a semi-transparent hologram, dissolved away leaving only the mauve colour of the globe.
While I was transfixed to the spot, Golden One moved to the altar, made a triangular sign over the two Beings and received the 'offspring'. As the Beings departed from the globe, another entered, gently took the little one and also departed. The central beam of light receded and finally, the entire globe returned to its original deep purple colour.
Golden One took hold of my hand and as we moved through the triangular opening, information came into my mind. The newly acquired Being would already know that as a individual, its purpose in life is to be of service to the Infinite One or Energy Source that gives life to all.
During the Being's early days, specially selected instructors will take care and further educate the young one in the same manner that has been perpetuated over the centuries. The reason for the lack of outward identity is because they regard such as being a physical sign of separateness, when they are spiritually, ONE consciousness. The form is secondary yet sufficient for their needs. Each individual recognises each other's inner self rather than the outer self, and by so doing they express the love of the Infinite One on an egoless level which allows the Spirit its fullest sense of freedom and expression.
From the top of the globe a narrow ribbon of silvery lights, sprinkled with reflecting particles beamed down upon the altar. It was then that two beings looking similar to Golden One entered the globe now bathed in an aura of rich violet colour. They positioned themselves, one opposite other and placed their hands on a tubular bar that encircled the central block near the top of the altar. The entire structure began to pulsate with a colourful glow that synchronised with the light of the globe.
Within moments, the two Beings were enveloped in a scintillating ball of light. As the pulsations increased, the colours of light became an intermingled sphere, which appeared to remain almost steady. Then to my utter amazement, a tiny and Brian on it for manifested slowly on top of the altar! As I stared, a head with its large size eyes and torso with arms and legs became slightly animated.
The two Beings released their hold on the bar and the sphere of pulsating light gradually reduced its tempo and like a semi-transparent hologram, dissolved away leaving only the mauve colour of the globe.
While I was transfixed to the spot, Golden One moved to the altar, made a triangular sign over the two Beings and received the 'offspring'. As the Beings departed from the globe, another entered, gently took the little one and also departed. The central beam of light receded and finally, the entire globe returned to its original deep purple colour.
Golden One took hold of my hand and as we moved through the triangular opening, information came into my mind. The newly acquired Being would already know that as a individual, its purpose in life is to be of service to the Infinite One or Energy Source that gives life to all.
During the Being's early days, specially selected instructors will take care and further educate the young one in the same manner that has been perpetuated over the centuries. The reason for the lack of outward identity is because they regard such as being a physical sign of separateness, when they are spiritually, ONE consciousness. The form is secondary yet sufficient for their needs. Each individual recognises each other's inner self rather than the outer self, and by so doing they express the love of the Infinite One on an egoless level which allows the Spirit its fullest sense of freedom and expression.
From the corridor again, we moved into a small circular room dowsed in a deep golden glow, which had the effect of it all being in monochrome. The wall slopped backwards and designed into it were partitions that sectioned off what appeared to be reclining couches. There was some kind of headgear on top of each section.
I was already aware of a strange and special vortex of energy flow in the room that accompanied a thought that this was the place and the time to say goodbye. Golden One nudged to me into the centre of the room until we were above an illuminated circle on the floor. Facing each other, Golden One looked up and with one finger, made the sign of a triangle on my skin from the navel up and across the chest back to the navel. This I realised was their sign of kinship with all things, the blessing of the Holy Trinity.
In that wonderful moment Golden One transmitted these final thoughts. Friend of Light. Love. The All in All. We are most grateful. We return you now. As those words clearly cut into my mind, there was a following sensation of drowsiness during which I felt the human need to embrace the little being who had been so enlightening to me.
But somehow it registered that such and action was not necessary because my inner love was understood.
I seemed to fall backwards at a fast rate and although I thought I would hit the hard floor, I felt cushioned by a darkness in which time did not exist. That's when Golden One’s words echoed from a great distance, indicating that there is no such thing as time or space. I wanted an explanation but I felt too tired to enquire. Then, a void of nothingness. A crescendo of noise filled my ears and as I opened my eyes, I felt my body muscles spasm. I slumped back and realised that I was back on the ground. A flicker of late afternoon sunlight through the forest canopy and the piercing course of a nearby whip-bird brought my conscious self back into action. When I stood up to put on my shirt, I noticed a feint brown mark on my skin. It was in the shape of a triangle.
I was already aware of a strange and special vortex of energy flow in the room that accompanied a thought that this was the place and the time to say goodbye. Golden One nudged to me into the centre of the room until we were above an illuminated circle on the floor. Facing each other, Golden One looked up and with one finger, made the sign of a triangle on my skin from the navel up and across the chest back to the navel. This I realised was their sign of kinship with all things, the blessing of the Holy Trinity.
In that wonderful moment Golden One transmitted these final thoughts. Friend of Light. Love. The All in All. We are most grateful. We return you now. As those words clearly cut into my mind, there was a following sensation of drowsiness during which I felt the human need to embrace the little being who had been so enlightening to me.
But somehow it registered that such and action was not necessary because my inner love was understood.
I seemed to fall backwards at a fast rate and although I thought I would hit the hard floor, I felt cushioned by a darkness in which time did not exist. That's when Golden One’s words echoed from a great distance, indicating that there is no such thing as time or space. I wanted an explanation but I felt too tired to enquire. Then, a void of nothingness. A crescendo of noise filled my ears and as I opened my eyes, I felt my body muscles spasm. I slumped back and realised that I was back on the ground. A flicker of late afternoon sunlight through the forest canopy and the piercing course of a nearby whip-bird brought my conscious self back into action. When I stood up to put on my shirt, I noticed a feint brown mark on my skin. It was in the shape of a triangle.
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Kinsley Jarrett (27.4.1921 - 16.1.2008) lived and worked as an artist in Sydney, Australia for most of his career. He had a loving affinity with The First Peoples, their conscious culture and presence in the natural worlds and subtle realities.
Kinsley's paranormal abilities enabled him to see and communicate directly with the Spirits of Nature, extraterrestrials and inter-dimensionals. These Beings willingly revealed themselves to him as he approached all life in unconditional love through his heart and Higher Unlimited Self. A talented artist and musician, Kinsley was at his happiest when communing with Nature and listening to the harmonies of the ecosystems and elements. His refined sensitivities gave him a talent for transcribing wisdom from a wide variety of highly developed souls in the 'invisible' realms. His loving connection to Pan, in particular, afforded him a unique understanding of the interconnectedness of Nature.
Kinsley's quick wit, zany humour, gentle and forgiving ways to always see the best in people gave him the ability to withstand Man's ignorant desecration of the resources of the natural world for profit. A gentle and discrete Wayshower, Kinsley's art, music and channelled messages opened doors to other realities for those with the perception to appreciate them. Like many gifted forerunners in consciousness whose work remains unpublished, I am delighted to bring readers these short excerpts and illustrations of my dear friend's experiences from his manuscript titled 'The Observers'.
- Cedar Rivers
Kinsley's paranormal abilities enabled him to see and communicate directly with the Spirits of Nature, extraterrestrials and inter-dimensionals. These Beings willingly revealed themselves to him as he approached all life in unconditional love through his heart and Higher Unlimited Self. A talented artist and musician, Kinsley was at his happiest when communing with Nature and listening to the harmonies of the ecosystems and elements. His refined sensitivities gave him a talent for transcribing wisdom from a wide variety of highly developed souls in the 'invisible' realms. His loving connection to Pan, in particular, afforded him a unique understanding of the interconnectedness of Nature.
Kinsley's quick wit, zany humour, gentle and forgiving ways to always see the best in people gave him the ability to withstand Man's ignorant desecration of the resources of the natural world for profit. A gentle and discrete Wayshower, Kinsley's art, music and channelled messages opened doors to other realities for those with the perception to appreciate them. Like many gifted forerunners in consciousness whose work remains unpublished, I am delighted to bring readers these short excerpts and illustrations of my dear friend's experiences from his manuscript titled 'The Observers'.
- Cedar Rivers
The Observers: Encounters with Extraterrestrials Parts 3, 4, 5 - Continued at a later date.
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The Golden One Experiences in a Spacecraft Alien Connections Part 4 Bellingen Ball of Light Sighting of a UFO Part 5 The Nambucca Heads Experiences Aboriginal Connections Tweed River Encounter I will endeavour to make selections of Parts 3, 4 and 5 available later in 2020. |
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