This amazing true story about Devara's lifelong journey with ETs and angels may shatter your views of the world as you know it.
Devara and her mother were transported onboard a spacecraft when she was four years old. These benevolent, loving beings have been in contact with her ever since.
They have relayed stunning information about the future of our planet and have been helping us for centuries. The angels and star people have guided her with divine messages and revolutionary ways of healing, which was part of the plan she agreed upon.
Find out what is in store for us and for our planet in the future.
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My Encounters with ETs & Angels
By Devara ThunderBeat
Balboa PressCopyright © 2013 Devara ThunderBeat
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In The Beginning
My First Encounter
I was four years old when I had my first encounter with extraterrestrials.
I remember it being a beautiful, clear summer day and I was outside playing and riding my tricycle in the driveway at my home in Rochester, New York. One minute I was playing in the driveway and the next thing I remember, I was floating in midair, about 15 feet from the ground and spinning in slow motion, down towards my driveway.
I said to myself, "I am going to hit my head and that's going to hurt. I need to land on my hands." As soon as I said that, I flipped around and I landed on my hands. My cat was sitting in the driveway. When he saw me appear out of nowhere, his eyes got very big and he jumped about three feet off the ground.
Then my mother ran out of the house shouting my name and saying, "I've been looking all over for you, where have you been?"
"I've been right here playing in the driveway," I said.
"No, you haven't. I just looked in the driveway and then in the backyard. I was ready to call the police."
I always remembered that day and for years, I wondered what had really happened.
When I grew older, I began asking people what they thought it might have been. No one seemed to know. Those who were spiritual suggested that it could have been a divine encounter with God. I did not know what to think of it.
My mother used to bring me to the Catholic Church because my father was Roman Catholic. She was a Native American and had to convert to being Catholicism to marry my father. One Sunday at church, when I was five years old, I remember saying to my mother, "Mom, all they want here is money"
The whole sermon was in Latin and I always looked around at the people wondering if they knew what the priest was saying. I remember having to stand up, sit down, kneel, stand up and repeat this many times through the Mass. I never knew why.
At about seven years of age, I used to look at the back of our television set and wonder why it was so thick. I even took the back off and said "it should be a lot thinner, maybe one day they will make them like that". I also found TV boring and downright stupid, however, when Star Trek first appeared that was the one TV show I liked.
When I learned about Christmas and Jesus and heard that he died on the cross, I said aloud, "Jesus, I told you it takes them a long time down here to understand things. You have to repeat the information over and over again to them." Then I would say, "What about Moses? They are forgetting about Moses." I always felt a deep connection with Moses and for some reason, I felt as though I had protected him.
When I was eight years old, I remember my Father would always draw Native American Indian chiefs while he was on the phone. One day I took a good look at the picture he was drawing and I thought to myself, we were in a past life together. You were the chief and I was your son. I don't know how I knew about past lives at that age, but I did.
When I first started the science program in elementary school, I got so excited because I thought we were going to learn about the planets and the stars. To my disappointment, we ended up dissecting a frog. We never did learn about the solar system and that is what I thought science was.
History class was also boring to me. They told stories about the cowboys, but never said anything about the Native Americans. I thought I hated history until I got out of school and learned history on my own. I then realized that I loved history when the full truth was there.
My favorite subject in school was Art. I always received straight A's in art class. I received average grades in Math until I learned Algebra. That is when I received straight A's. Algebra was quite simple to me. I found out later that Algebra is an ancient math using geometry and the field of astronomy, especially mapping the positions of the stars and planets on the celestial sphere and describing the relationship between movements of celestial bodies.
When I turned 12, I discovered astrology and I became fascinated with it. I had my personal astrology chart done, which was about ten pages long. I read that chart every six months and watched myself grow into what it said about me. I then found a book on palmistry. When I finished reading it I felt that the book was right, but there was a lot of information missing. I checked other palmistry books and felt the same way. I also taught myself how to read tarot cards.
When I was around ten years old, people used to say, when I spoke, I would speak phrases from the bible. How could that be when I never read the bible, and that everything I heard in church was in Latin?
At eleven I took piano and guitar lessons. After a year, I still could not play very well. I found that the songs and the music that I was being taught were old, corny, and boring. I quit at the age of twelve. However, I still wanted to play a musical instrument but was not sure which one.
When I was 14 years of age I was dating a man named Scott. He was a singer in a band. His drummer Ralph and I became good friends. One day Ralph asked me if I had ever played the drums before. I said that I had not, ever. He handed me his drumsticks and I sat down and started to play. I loved it instantly! It was so much fun and easy for me. While I was playing a bright light came in and filled up the room with white light. All I could see were the drums. Even they were touched by this white light. I knew at that moment that this was what I was going to be doing for the rest of my life.
Ralph said, "I thought you said you never played drums before," and I replied that I never had.
He said you sound like you have been playing for years.
The rest of the band came running into the room. "Are you ready Ralph, we heard you warming up?"
"That wasn't me, that was Devara playing the drums," he said.
"Oh, we didn't know you could play drums." I said, "It's my first time." They were very surprised because they all thought it was Ralph playing the drums.
I was so excited about playing the drums that I started taking lessons from Ralph. I asked my parents for a drum set. My father said, "Girls DON'T play drums. Why can't you be a secretary or something else?" He was so angry.
My mother ended up buying me a drum set for my 15th birthday. I picked songs that I liked and practiced four to six hours every day and after six months, I was in my first band. I was very serious about playing the drums. I guess that is why I learned so fast. In high school, I had a chance to receive a scholarship in Art but I turned it down because I fell in love with music and eventually, I took percussion at The Eastman School of Music, a prestigious music school in Rochester, New York.
One afternoon my boyfriend's sister-in-law Pam and I were returning to her house from being at the grocery store.
As I was getting out of the car, I looked up and saw a flying saucer. It was a bright, circular light, which hovered extremely low in one place. It was so close I could see large square windows that looked like they went all the way around the ship. I said, "Wow, look at that!" I was in awe. I was not frightened at all, but Pam was. She looked up and screamed, and ran into the house. I tried to catch up to her, but she ran up the stairs and into her bedroom and slammed the door. She did not come out for three days.
When I told my boyfriend and his brother that there was a flying saucer outside and to come out with me and see it, they both said, "No, there are no such things as flying saucers. You're crazy!"
"Come and see," I said again, but they would not go outside.
The next day my boyfriend's brother came to me and said, in a threatening voice, "Do not ever mention this situation to Pam or talk to any of us about what you saw ever again." Apparently, Pam was still very frightened. The next time I saw her she would not even look at me, talk to me or come near me.
After three months of playing the drums, I invited my male friends from high school to come over to my house. I wanted to surprise them. When I started playing the drums, they began yelling at me, saying that I was into that woman's liberation thing and that is why I was playing drums. I thought they would have been proud of me. I told them I didn't even know what women's liberation was and that I loved playing drums and wanted to play in a band.
"Girls do not play drums, it's for guys only. We don't want to be your friend if you are going to play drums," they said.
I was shocked. It was definitely not, what I expected. I had to make a major decision. Keep my friends that I had known all my life or continue to play the drums, something I loved doing. Even the girls in high school mocked me. I felt so alone.
I kept practicing and teaching myself the songs I liked. I said to myself if they were my true friends, they would be proud of me. Therefore, I decided to keep playing drums and leave them behind.
I played with musicians here and there until I met a guitar player. We formed a band and played Jimi Hendrix songs and some original songs for about a year and a half.
Several years had gone by since the floating in midair incident in my driveway. I continued to wonder about it. I started asking people their opinion about what could have happened, but no one seemed to know. It was not until 2004 when I found out.
I met Dolores Cannon at a crop circle conference and I bought her book, "The Custodians: Beyond Abduction." By then I felt what had happened to me in my driveway when I was four, had been an ET encounter. As I read her book, I looked for a story like mine, but did not find one. I knew that I had to have a hypnosis session with her in order to find out what really occurred.
Dolores Cannon is a pioneer in her practice of Quantum Healing Hypnosis Therapy and past life regressions. She is a self-published author of 17 non-fiction books composed mainly of transcripts from past life regression sessions.
I made an appointment with Dolores in January 2004 and I finally saw what had happened. The truth was revealed.
During the session, I 'saw' myself being pulled up into a tube that appeared to be transparent. I saw a round, saucer—shaped object above me surrounded by steam (a cloaking device that the alien ships use to disguise themselves to look like clouds). It had three bars of colored lights in a circle. One bar was blue, one yellow, and the other, red. I looked back towards the ground and saw my mother running out the front door of our house chasing after me. She was also pulled up inside the invisible tube.
The next thing I remember I was inside the ship and I was lying down on a silver table. I was being rolled down a hallway by a man who looked like he was made of stone.
As I passed many circular doorways, I could see inside the rooms and each room was glowing in a different color. One was light purple, one was yellow and one was light blue. They took me into one of the rooms and surrounded me in yellow, golden light. They called me 'Flying Eagle with Many Wings'. They sent me back to my driveway and I floated down until I touched the ground.
New York City
When I was 18, I moved a friend of mine to New York City. She was a singer and she told me that NYC was the place for me.
She introduced me to many musicians. I remember jamming with some incredible, black funk musicians who kept saying to me, "Damn girl, you're better than our drum brothers!"
One original rock band I met was looking for a drummer. After playing with them, they asked me to be in their band. Okay, but I would need to go back to Rochester and make some money so that I could move here in a month. And so I did.
I found an apartment in New York City right away. There was a psychic reader moving in downstairs at the same time I was. I did get a reading from her and she said I was going to be moving out of state at the end of the month. I said, "What? I just moved here. I'm not moving out of state." I totally dismissed what she said. I did not believe her.
The band I joined needed a singer. A couple of weeks later I saw an ad in The Village Voice newspaper: "Singer available with own recording studio." His name was Michael and he was living in Tuners Falls, Massachusetts.
We all drove out there and jammed with him. He was incredible. He said, "I'd love to record with you, would you move here? I'll give you a place to stay for free." We all said, "Yes!" We moved there at the end of the month.
Shortly after moving there, I began having déjà vu two to three times a week. It was intense. Then I remembered what the psychic said, that I would be moving out of the state at the end of the month. She had been right after all. When I return to NYC, I need to tell her.
We found out later that Michael was an ordained minister and had his own church, town, recording studio and tour bus company. They rented out their tour buses to famous bands, such as "Yes", and "Joe Cocker." It was a commune, but we did not have to join. We were there to record with Michael.
I started going to the meditations on Wednesdays and Sundays at the church and I listened to some of Michael's talks. Soon, I began to notice that my awareness was expanding to a higher vibration. After a few weeks, I realized I could hear people's thoughts. However, I didn't know I was hearing people's thoughts. I thought they were just talking aloud. It was not until I answered someone. They said, "How did you know I was thinking that?" I said, "I just heard you in your voice and I thought you were asking me a question." Then they would say, "I never said that out loud, I was only thinking it." This happened many times with different people. That is how I found out I was reading people's minds or hearing their thoughts.
We finished recording and Michael did not want to perform live, so we only stayed a few months then moved back to New York City. The first day we got back, I noticed that the people there looked depressed and dark. Although I knew that my vibration had been raised I felt very vulnerable being that way in New York City, and so I had to shut it down to protect myself.
A few days later, I looked for the psychic who told me I was going to move out of state, but she was gone. I thought it was strange for her to have moved because it was only three months ago plus no one seemed to remember her ever being there.
Eventually I got a job bartending at night in the Wall Street area. One warm summer night all our lights went out in the club so we all went outside.
Wall Street is downtown at the end of Manhattan so we all looked towards uptown. All of a sudden, we saw the lights going out in all the buildings one block at a time. It was the great NYC blackout of 1977. For weeks people talked about it being from UFOs. Both Con Edison and NYC Electric Company said it was from lightning strikes. I do not remember there being any rain at all that night. There had been talk about numerous UFO sightings days before the blackout.
The band broke up so I joined another and played around NYC for about a year. Then that band split up. I answered some ads for bands looking for drummers in The Village Voice, but all I got on the phone were the words, "A female drummer? No, I don't think so. Females don't play drums." Again the same old story.
I had to talk my way into auditions, and I did get a few of them. In NYC, whenever you audition for anything, it's called a cattle call. You stand in line with hundreds of people and you get five minutes or one song. In every audition I went to, they said I was the best out of all the drummers they auditioned. I did notice they would give me more songs to play. Many times after the audition, they would keep me waiting around while they would have a meeting with their manager or producer. However, they always ended up saying they could not take me because I was a girl and that would make it more expensive for touring. Of course, I took it personal.
I finally auditioned for a band with a female singer and she thought that it would be cool to have another female in the band. "I would have a buddy," she said. That band auditioned 70 drummers and they said that I was the best. I was only 19 at the time and the rest of the band members were seasoned musicians. We showcased for many major labels and ended up signing a contract with A&M records.
Six months later, we had a top 10 hit in Europe and we were getting ready for a tour. Right before the tour we found out the producer was stealing money from us. The band then decided to break off the contract. I was very disappointed and extremely devastated.
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1: In The Beginning.................... 1
Chapter 2: Sacred Journeys.................... 19
Chapter 3: Activation.................... 107
Chapter 4: The Connection.................... 157
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First Contact – A review of the book ‘Look Up’ “All things must change to something new, to something strange” - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow When you look up in the night sky and stare at them stars, do you not wonder and ask yourselves the question man has been asking since time immemorial. Is there anyone else out there? Are we the only beings in this vast expanse of universe? Now if you are not one of those who believe in the two thousand year old history of earth then you must be aware of the scientific fact that our Earth is only a tiny speck of dust in the 200 billion stars strong Milky Way galaxy which itself is just one amongst the 170+ billion galaxies floating around in this ever expanding universe. Still think we are all alone? In author Devara ThunderBeat’s nonfiction book, ‘Look Up: My Encounters with ETs & Angels’ she shares with everyone her lifelong experiences dealing with extra terrestrials and her unique extra sensory powers or gifts. From a first contact with an extra terrestrial when she was only 4 years old, Devara’s life has seen them make a comeback many a time but not in the Hollywood ish grotesque, hostile, world domination manner but rather a series of spiritual and enlightening experiences. Various energy fields surrounds us, each wave emitting a unique and different rhythm and perhaps it was only natural that Devara took to drums and became an accomplished player in her childhood itself considering the alternate beats of life that she would go on to crack in the future. This book provides the reader a never before seen insight into the many alternate realms of our life and takes you on a adventure along with Devara as reveals the reason behind her adopted Native American surname, her work with Reiki and Chakra healing, her trips to Egypt and Mayan country both of which result in creation of highly successful and popular compact discs that have helped many people the world over. It also talks about what the future holds in store for our planet earth, ergo for each of us in the long run. Right off the bat, when you are dealing with a subject like extra terrestrials and angels, the discerning audience automatically gets segregated into two distinct groups - those who believe and those who don’t. Those who believe won’t need yet another media representation to cement their beliefs and will easily lap up everything offered in this book. It is to the non believers that I want to suggest to give this book a try; not to change you, not to magically transform your allegiance over to the other side but read it to enable your senses to accept newer sights and sounds and knowledge, to perhaps try and understand the miniscule status of our existence in the grander scheme of things. And thus perhaps liberate yourselves from the shackles of yesteryear education and upbringing. Look Up: My Encounters with ETs & Angels is the perfect blend of psychology and spirituality. It is written in a straightforward and honest manner and is an easy read. There are a lot of photographs and illustrations in the book, which are not only awe inspiring and pleasing to the eye but they also add credibility to the accompanying text. A definite highlight is the Egyptian leg of the adventure which is both informative and oddly fascinating at the same time. I strongly recommend this book to everyone. Devara has the courage to talk about things we aren't talking but should be. She has the intelligence and acumen to question some long-held beliefs that need to be revaluated and repositioned in the ever changing context of scientific discoveries. The way Devara states some simple truths and obvious facts which we may not necessarily have taken notice of ourselves manage to catch you off guard and yet it brings a smile to your lips. The author rightfully encourages everyone to be more open minded, listen to your own heart and to have the courage to ask all the right questions. Remember the book for the rare ray of hope and joyful vision of future it provides in these depressing times. Wondering why such events have never occurred in your life? Why you haven’t seen them first hand? Maybe now is the time to finally Look Up!
Although I have always believed in UFOs/aliens, your story confirms it for me. And those who are not too sure about energy, healings, etc. may help them to 'see beyond the shore.' I find myself paying more attention to the voices of nature now and knowing that there is a reason as to why I hear certain things. Whether one believes in UFOs or not really doesn't matter Devara ThunderBeat will take you on a wonderful adventure to the stars and beyond. There were times when I felt that I was journeying with her especially during her Egyptian experiences. I found her book to be inspiring and spiritual, and would recommend it to anyone. ~~ Connie Patterson Canada Author