MY THIRD STAR OF POLARIS
My childhood Experiencer story has been posted on the Internet on various websites since 1997 as the Pop and Katie Story. Some asked to include it in their books on contact and abduction and I gave my permission. I have no idea if they used it or what the names were. I was not interested in being in books I was interested in teaching that our Star Friends are real and are not evil, at least not all of them.
This is an old copy in fact the first one I wrote for a magazine in late 90’s, “Fifth World Journal”. The publisher and his wife were on my first mailing list online called, “Pro ET”. I had lost all my writings in a computer breakdown and I found this on the late Sassy's World of the Strange website and also my NDE article. Bless you where you are now dear Sassy you will always be remembered and loved by all that knew you.
Most of us that have recurring experiences during our lifetime of contact with what are generally termed as “Aliens” have had contact early in life. The reason for that is our lives have missions relating to Aliens. The story below is one of my earliest memories.
After posting my story on a mailing list when I first came online, I was told that there were only two stars in the Polaris sector. But I knew I had seen three stars, as Pop would tap over and over on the third star until he etched it in my memory.
In 2006 NASA put out a bulletin that by pushing their technology to the limit they found three stars in the Polaris sector. That proves beyond doubt my childhood experiences really happened.
This bulletin is placed after this story. I know of no other since Betty Hill and her famous abduction story that has ever brought back something that could be proven.
My experience happened in early 1930’s when we had no television nor computer screens on the planet. I had never heard of a UFO or space ship and I called where I had been taken, Pop’s round house in the sky.
Who is Pop? He’s an Alien in a space ship where I was taken many times as a very young child. I remember my very first birthday, the small white cake trimmed in pink roses and the one candle. I remember my Grandmother saying,
“It’s a shame no one came to help her blow out the candle.”
I tried to tell her someone came, my Pop and Katie came and they would help me to blow out the candle. But of course she did not understand as I probably could not form words well at the time but I knew exactly what she said and I thought as an adult not a child. You would be surprised to know how smart very young children are inside their heads but they cannot get it out in sounds understood by adults.
Katie was what I called, my invisible playmate and the old people that raised me called her my vivid imagination. They would tell me to stop talking out loud to her, as people would think I was crazy, so I did. That was perhaps the best thing ever happened to me because I began to be able to “think” to Katie and I knew what Katie “thought” back to me. It comes into the consciousness clearly but not audibly. I cannot explain how it works one just has to be able to do it then they will know and I’m sure I’m not the only one on the planet that knows.
Katie often wanted me to go up high somewhere and go to sleep with her. We would go on top of the gazebo into the foliage of the ivy or up into my Great Granddaddy’s hay loft in the barn and we’d go to sleep.
There is one time I will never forget, as I received the worst switching I ever received on my poor little naked legs. The switching was for getting my hair dripping wet as she accused me of turning on the water hose and wetting myself down. I tried to explain to her I didn’t do that but had been swimming in Pop’s pool in his Round House in the sky.
I realized too late I had best let it go unexplained as when I tried to tell her I did not do it but my hair was wet because I had been swimming in Pop’s pool in his round house in the sky, I got one twice as hard!
In my deep sleep state I would be taken by Katie to her Pop’s ship and he let us swim in his swimming pool. He had taught me to swim and I remember his big hand under my stomach and when he’d slowly try to remove it I’d grab his thumb and scream, “No, Pop, No!” I finally learned to swim on my own.
Do those things really happen? Are people really taken to the ships? I counted the Yahoo mailing Lists on abduction alone and there were over one hundred twenty five lists. Many, especially religious people, still believe we are the only beings created by God in the whole universe. This is due to the mistranslations of the Sacred Western Scriptures which, if rightly translated, speak of beings on other planets. What about, “the Sons of Arcturius”? The word “Angel” is not actually a true translation. The Hebrew word means, “Messenger from the sky”. If that translation had been used I believe it would have advanced society much farther along than it is at a time.
Pop taught me to swim. I do not really remember what he looked like, if he was a Nordic or some other race of Aliens. I just remember two major things about Pop. One was watching his long finger point to a screen similar to my computer screen today with stars flowing on it. The stars would move upward until he stopped it and began tapping with his finger on stars up the handle of a dipper. At the top of the handle were three stars, one very large one, one smaller and one very tiny. It was the tiny one he tapped on most of all. That is my third star of Polaris that NASA found in 2006 but no one knew about it when I first came online and told the story of my early childhood experiences. I told how Pop would show me the three stars over the dipper handle each time I was on the ship.
In early 1930’s when I had my experiences of being taken to Pop’s ship, there were no computer screens nor television screens on the planet. I saw Pop’s screen with the stars on it and he etched in my memory his long finger pointing up the handle of the dipper to the three stars on top, tapping each one a few times and the very smallest one over and over and over.
Katie would color in my coloring books with me for hours. I’d color one and she would take my hand and color one. I’d show hers sometimes to the old people and they’d just think they were so pretty and that I would surely be a great artist one day. Then I’d show them what I colored and they told me I didn’t even try on that one, to go try again. I tried to tell them Katie painted the good ones and I was then threatened with switching so I stopped telling them anything about Katie. But I didn’t stop going to Pop’s round house in the sky.
One night I said I was going to spend the night with Katie so they would not worry. My Great Granddaddy said I didn’t even know where Katie lived. I told him yes I do! I pulled a kitchen chair over to the window and pointed up to a big star. I remember that kitchen window was facing north.
“That’s where Katie lives, with her Pop, in the round house in the sky!” I told them knoingly.
I was threatened again with a switching by my Great Grandmother and Granddaddy said there was no such thing as a round house in the sky. A round house was where trains turned around and there was one in Greenville, Texas. So I remember that well.
And I remember when they left. I don’t actually remember them leaving but I do remember sitting on my back steps, tears running down my cheeks, holding my white Persian cat and telling her she was all I had now that loved me, as Pop and Katie were gone and left me alone. I suppose they’d told me they were leaving and I cried and perhaps Pop blocked my memory of it. They can do that.
I really have no memory of ever seeing his crew. All I have memory of is Pop and Katie and I have none of seeing what Pop looked like nor even hearing his voice audibly or the way I could hear Katie, in my mind as thoughts. He was so big and he always held me in his lap in front of the screen where he showed me the three stars over the handle of a dipper.
I knew what a dipper was because we had a well in the front yard when I was growing up and my great grandmother would pull up the bucket on a rope with water in it. Attached to the bucket was a silver dipper we’d dip into the bucket and get a drink from it.
I never forgot Pop and Katie though they were not in my conscious mind all the time but they have always been there just as we never forget a loved one. They were like my family and I loved them and I knew they loved me. I always knew about them but I got over them leaving me. I was in school so I had a lot of other things to keep me busy. I’ll always consider Pop my father image as I had no father and my mother died when I was born. I never felt really loved by the old people, my Grandmother and her parents, though I’m sure they did. However, I’d heard my Gandmother say to her mother a few times,
“If that child had not been born our Frances would still be with us.”
It’s best to be careful what one says in front of small children as they seem too young to understand but they understand. I did. Sometimes it’s the spirit of the thought that is so hurtful. I believed for a long time that in someway I had killed my own mother and it caused me very much grief inside and I could not remember doing it. Of course, I did not, she died due to childbirth complications.
I do not claim to know everything and neither do any of the other Experiencers but we can only tell our experiences and what we think about them. I have never been harmed in any way and to me, Pop and Katie are like my own family. And who knows, perhaps they are.
When I came on the Internet in 1997 I began to tell about my childhood experiences and the three stars over the handle of the dipper. I soon found a picture of the little dipper and Polaris right about the top of the handle. I put the picture on my website and told of my experiences with Pop and the three stars he showed me over the handle of a dipper. I soon had comments from many that there were only two stars in the Polaris sector but I continued to tell what I saw as a chld sitting in Pop’s lap.
It would have been easy to changed my story to only two stars but I did not. I continued to tell it as I saw it as I knew my Pop was smarter than people on the Earth and that there were really three stars not two over the handle of the dipper.
Below is copy of a NASA bulletin put out in 2006 when after pushing their technology to the limits, found my third Star of Polaris. I call it, “My Third Star”, wouldn’t you?
Below is the NASA 2006 Bulletin about my third star.
Space Telescope Science Institute, Baltimore
Harvard-Smithsonian Center for Astrophysics, Cambridge, Mass.
Jan. 9, 2006
RELEASE : 06-004
There's More to the North Star Than Meets the Eye
By stretching the capabilities of NASA's Hubble Space Telescope to the limit, astronomers photographed the close companion to Polaris, known also as the North Star, for the first time.
"Hubble's exceptional pointing capabilities combined with the wonderful performance of its instruments allow scientists to see the universe in finer detail than ever before," said Michael Moore, NASA's Hubble program executive. "It is that clear vision that makes these types of images possible," he added.
The North Star is thought to be a steady, solitary point of light that guided sailors for ages, but there is more to this star than meets the eye. The North Star is actually a triple star system. While one companion is easily viewed with small telescopes, the other hugs Polaris so tightly that it has never been seen until now.
"The star we observed is so close to Polaris that we needed every available bit of Hubble's resolution to see it," said astronomer Nancy Evans of the Harvard-Smithsonian Center for Astrophysics, Cambridge, Mass. The companion proved to be less than two-tenths of an arc second from Polaris. That is an incredibly tiny angle equivalent to the apparent diameter of a quarter located 19 miles away. At the system's distance of 430 light-years from Earth, that translates into a separation of about 2 billion miles.
"The brightness difference between the two stars made it even more difficult to resolve them," said astronomer Howard Bond of the Space Telescope Science Institute, Baltimore. Polaris is a super-giant more than two thousand times brighter than the sun, while its companion is a dwarf star. "With Hubble, we've pulled the North Star's companion out of the shadows and into the spotlight," he said.
"Our ultimate goal is to get the accurate mass for Polaris," Evans said. "To do that, the next milestone is to measure the motion of the companion in its orbit," she added. Astronomers want to determine the mass of Polaris, because it is the nearest Cepheid variable star. Cepheids' brightness variations are used to measure the distances of galaxies and the expansion rate of the universe. It is essential to understand their intrinsic physics makeup and evolution. Knowing their mass is the most important ingredient in this understanding.
The researchers plan to continue observing the Polaris system for several years. The movement of the small companion during its 30-year orbit around the primary should be detectable. The researchers presented their data today during the 207th meeting of the American Astronomical Society in Washington.
The Hubble Space Telescope is a project of international cooperation between NASA and the European Space Agency. The Space Telescope Science Institute in Baltimore conducts Hubble science operations. The Institute is operated for NASA by the Association of Universities for Research in Astronomy, Inc., Washington.
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Thank for sharing part of your experiences...How wonderful to be able to remember so much from your star family...I am sure they are...
I think they allow us to remember just what they want us to remember, and nothing else for the time. Like your memory of the Blue Beings. You knew some knew you so you have to have been there and I think showing you your cosmic family. One of the things we are doing online is gathering our Cosmic family together. Val says often the cosmic relationships come back together in our incarnations, not always the same relationship. Pop has stayed in contact though I seldom write for him, I did one thing though that was very good in a metaphysical way at least when posted here my first time here it had over 2000 hits and nearly 100 messages and all were nice and discussing the content of the post but there were no trolls I know of at that time. But I posted on my group only, not on the open blog which is what I plan to do this time. I don't know what's out there and I don't want to know. :-) LOL
I may post that one. I came so close to deleting it the night Pop gave it to me, and decided I'd put it over my yahoo mailing list, which I had at the time. So I just posted it to see what would happen...Lee, you remember that woman's name, Mary someone, she had the big website on strange PSI events, and off world beings, all sorts of things and the online radio station... her first name was Mary anyway she grabbed it and posted it on her website but she thought Val had written it, but that was ok Pop isn't jealous of Val... It may still be there, I don't know. She would go ghost hunting at night and had pictures of the little globes of light, things like that. She had that researcher she interviewed one night and he wanted to send my wings to Scotland so I asked could I go with them as I was not going to let anyone else hold them and he said I could but I'd glow at night in the dark.
This is the story of myh contact with one I believe was Ashtar Sheran. This is from the early 1930's and has nothing to do with dreams, but contact and being taken to a place I called, "Pop's Round House In The Sky"... my reasons for callinhg him Pop is that he was my father figure of my young life as I do not know to this day who my real father was..that information will die with Jim Carter, former President of the US as i've never known and he does..but I have no oway of getting him to yell it..that's another story I doubt will ever be written...LOL
I'v never had any dreams of Ashtar but I'm sure if I did I'd know him from any Sirian commander. By the way, he does not look like the drawing everyone thinks is him... Athena, the real one, showed a picture here on my group back years ago, around 2008 or 2009 that I agreed looked more like him than the one most think is Ashtar Sheran...I don't have that picture or I'd post it... Ashtar Sheran was known by too many on the planet not to have been real and the radio broadcast on BBC was never found to be a hoaz that I know of... we know the ships are real..my purpose is to reveal the truth to the pubglic as far as I know it as if I wanted to not do that I would be on Government payroll today with anythintg from Cmdr Thor as he also is a realiy being..I'm so tired of sham and garbage in the Ufology communities however thisw is not one of them as it's a spiritual site for enlightenment and that is not true ufology. I do not think there are any real anymore to be flatly honest.