The Soundtrack of My Mind played Katy Perry’s E.T. last night – I took that as a sign that my next story should be about my history with aliens…
I had a rather lonely childhood. I wasn’t the most popular gal at school and I was often the target of bullying by the mean girls (and boys). I also lived way up on the “bench” of the foothills, more than a mile away from any neighbor. It was rare that someone would make the hike up to my house to play…and I didn’t get many invites to go below and hang out with the girls my age that lived nearest to me.
My house was large – it was the dream house that my parents had planned for years. Their bedroom was on the second floor and my bedroom was in the basement. While I saw my parents at breakfast, dinner, and when I wanted to watch television (the only television was in their room), we didn’t really interact much. My older sister and I were pretty much left to find our own entertainment and, since I was younger, my sister would often find me insufferable, annoying, and would have nothing to do with me.
Luckily, I loved to read, as did my parents. We always had a lot of books to choose from and one day I picked up a book my dad had finished. It was Chariots of the Gods by Erich von Daniken. The author contends that ancient Earth was visited by aliens and, those who our ancestors perceived as “Gods” were really these technologically advanced humanoids. He studied all sorts of ancient ruins and lost cities and presented many theories and examples to support his case. That is probably when I started to really believe in aliens. It just made sense to me that we could not possibly be the only intelligent life in the entire universe and, if that was the case, then wasn’t it possible that some of them might be much more advanced than us – and that they might visit from time to time?
I started to read other books about aliens, watched Star Trek obsessively, and went to see movies like Close Encounters of the Third Kind. The Carpenters came out with a song called Calling Occupants of Interplanetary Craft that resonated with my new beliefs that aliens were out there. The lyrics stated, “In your mind you have capacities you know, to telepath messages through the vast unknown.” Well, of course I did! The lyrics continued, “With your mind you have ability to form and transmit thought energy far beyond the norm. You close your eyes; you concentrate, together, that’s the way. To send a message we declare World Contact Day.” Hmmmm… reading the lyrics now, I am less impressed – but to the young me, they were like a call to action! Aliens were out there and I could CONTACT THEM WITH MY MIND!
Because the dream house was on the bench of the foothills, the back of the house had a great view of the entire valley. On days where I was feeling particularly unloved, I would sit on a small, secluded bench behind the house that overlooked the valley. I would close my eyes tight and send out my telepathic (or should that be telepathetic?) thoughts, hoping that any nearby aliens would respond and intervene with a timely alien abduction. My theory was that going to visit an alien world would have to be vastly superior to my earthly life. I would be exotic and interesting and all of the aliens would want to meet me and attempt to impress me. I would be in high demand for any alien parties, media events (should they have any), and important political gatherings. Life would be interesting and ever changing – and there would be no anal probes or implanted tracking devices because, damn it, I was calling FRIENDLY aliens!
I gather that my telepathic abilities were not as developed as I had hoped, because when I would open my eyes and scan the skies, I never once saw a UFO (and haven’t to this day). Seriously, what does an Earth girl have to do to get some alien attention?