It was soon after that I saw the man wearing a poncho and a rather wide brimmed hat slowly walking the shoreline, looking to perhaps being South American, although at the time I thought Peru.
Not saying anything, I watched him pass by. I did not mention seeing him, nor did anyone else say anything about it either. We were sitting back far enough from the water's edge that he would not have known we were there. A bit of time passed, how much I don't know, just as it is when relaxed, feeling good, and happy after a night of good events with the ambiance of waves coming in and going out. Some time had passed though when I saw him coming back our direction. Stopping directly in front of us, he turned to gaze out over the ocean, and as he did his crown chakra opened and a stunning light- blue aura with bright pulsating sparkles sprinkled throughout it emerged from the top of his head, spreading upward toward the sky. It was a huge energy-field. I thought at the time, “wow..that must be what our aura looks like when we see something so awesomely beautiful, or that we love” ….. (I see auras, but never one such as that one was; not before, not since). It seemed to me he was watching that bright moving light in the black sky. He stood watching for no more than a minute or so, and then he turned, swiftly walking in the direction he had originally come from when I initially saw him. With only the full moon giving any light, I began seeing a bright blue light that looked to be a neon, "drawing" an outline around his body, and as it did so, inside the neon outline, the physical form of the body turned black, black and having depth as a deep hole does. Neon outline, no body mass. As I watched, I distinctly remember being calm – as if I saw something like this every day – and the thought that struck me was from Star Trek, “beam me up Scotty”. I also remember reprimanding myself for what my eyes were telling me I was witnessing, “what are you seeing this time, Marilyn?”, literally shaking my head at my ludicrousy, I looked away. Well, by this time I could not look, and glanced back for more, and it was too late He had already left.
Well, we all rather atypically quietly made our way back to the house, and being on a natural high after such a potent moon ceremony, and feeling so good. I was wired, and sure not ready for sleep, so I went out to the pool lani, where one of the other gals joined me. She was not able to sleep either. Both of us strangely quiet, and not saying all that much, untill she finally broke the silence by rather quietly asking if I had seen that guy walking on the beach (did I pick up a hesitation with that question?, I wondered), and I answered that yes, I had seen him. She said she had a strong feeling that he had simply disappeared. Vanished from sight.
A realization was setting in and I do believe I spun out of my body, realizing what I had seen with the pulsating star, the man's sparkly blue enormous aura, and then "beam me up Scotty". Oh yes, it all made complete sense now. It was his craft, and he was contacting his people to get him back on it. He was there and then he was not. Now absent too, was a dancing light hanging in the dark sky. As excited as we were at the time, strangely none of us mentioned anything about it to our mentor/facilitator, psychic healer and trance channel, Anne Cataldo. It was not until the day before we were to leave the workshop for home that there was a final event, a channeling circle with Anne at the helm with her ever so wise guidance, Simon, and I finally found my tongue to ask about “the man on the beach”. Without hesitations, we were told that he was from another time and space, and that he was particularly fond of this beach, and periodically came as a hologram to walk it and enjoy the beauty of the place. He said he was invisible to the eye, and he was more than surprised when he realized we were watching him. He left in a hurry.
Flash forward from March 1997 to Dec 2016. I bring this up because a friend just sent me a video she took with her phone outside her home in the Netherlands sometime over the last week. It is a video of a familiar dark night and a dancing light bobbing in the sky, seeming to be an identical twin to the light seen just short of its twentieth anniversary.
Can it be? Could it have been, then? Is it possible? Once again, as I am prone to say every now and then, I dunno.