People have been asking… why The Alien Page? 

Because I am an alien.  I remember feeling like  I wasn't from Earth at a very young age.  I would sit in my bedroom listening to my parents thru the walls.  The language was alien to me.  I couldn't understand it.  I felt like once I stepped in the room with them the words would become English, but through the walls I heard something completely different, like they were aliens.  I wasn't afraid, just curious. Eventually, I realized the alien is me. The first time I heard a story about Roswell I attempted to correct the speaker.  I said “No, they said it was a weather balloon, but they were lying.”  There was no question in my mind as to what the truth is, yet I was never able to recall just how I gained that knowledge.  It was if I had been born with the information.  Now I've come to remember other lives, and other places. 

In fact, once in a meditation, I drew a map home via the pyramids at Giza, connecting stars in a celestial line. I found the sketch several weeks after I'd drawn it, not remembering I'd ever made it.  I am not quite sure where this map points, though I do know I could steer us there.  I have an affinity for Pleiades… so my heart tells me that is 'home' (if not on the other side of it).  I can't say that I have ever been abducted, since that would imply 'against my will.'  I have gone into every meeting eagerly.   I've had so many I'm not able to keep them out of conversations.   So…thanks to the Rex,  I'm coming out of the UFO closet with  The Alien Page, every month in the Gazette.   Stay tuned for your next close encounter with Thee Muse...