Saturday, January 13, 2007

A meeting with Reptilians

Reptilians on the Beach

My name is Bonnie Jean Hamilton and I am a life-long alien contactee. I have had many experiences, both positive and negative as well as run-ins with military psychics and the secret government or illuminati. Now that people are starting to wake up to the true nature of our so-called reality, I thought I would write this short article about my one and only conscious experience with the reptilians. What I normally do is meet the star people or aliens in an altered state of consciousness. This is where alien visitations take place. Although these experiences are very real, they are not purely physical in nature but can manifest physical anomalies.

This particular encounter occurred on a beach along the Atlantic Coast of the United States late at night on April 25, 1993. At first, I believed I was completely alone, so I was simply enjoying the night air and the soft crashing of the ocean waves. As I stood facing the water, I noticed some movement to my left. I turned and focused my vision to see a group of people up the beach from me, perhaps a kilometer away. I certainly hadn't expected to see anyone else there, so I became curious and began to walk in their direction. They noticed me about the same time and began to walk in my direction as one unit. As we got closer to each other, I realized there were about six people in this group. I could tell they were fairly tall and of a slim, athletic build, all about the same size. I soon noticed that none of them had hair and they were all dressed in what appeared to be military fatigues (camouflage tan and green BDUs and tan vests with many pockets). They wore no shirts under their vests. Though their general appearance was humanoid and they walked on two legs, they were clearly not human; their skin was mostly green and they moved with a sharp, keen alertness more akin to the movement of nervous iguanas.

I was not frightened at all, just curious, so I kept walking toward them. When we were about ten yards from each other, the group stopped and I stopped as well. I could see that they were all male and apparently soldiers of some sort. We stared at each other. I could clearly discern their reptilian appearance, their reluctance to approach me, the hesitation, and the nervousness. It felt dangerous. When I am out exploring different states of consciousness and levels of reality, I am open to whatever I might discover, and I always attempt to maintain a calm, happy disposition no matter the circumstance. At the time of meeting the reptilians, I kept a happy smile on my face as I always do when meeting new people. I guess sometimes I’m just like a child.

The reptilian leading the group came forward, toward me, and I continued walking at my regular pace toward him. Our eyes connected and did not disengage during the entire incident. I remained alert and aware throughout the event. The remainder of his group stayed behind. He and I continued to approach each other until we were less than one yard apart. He stood at least six foot tall, medium build, no hair, eyes the same size as mine but a brightly colored yellow with dark vertical slits, and his skin was rough and scaly with a greenish-brown hue. We studied each other briefly in silence. While I was delighted to be in the presence of a species new to me, he was confused and discontented.

He did not seem like a nice person to me; in fact, my first impression was that he considered me a lesser being and was puzzled as to how I had the courage to approach him. I got the feeling I was not supposed to be there or, at least, he was confused as to why or how I had gotten there. Perhaps he was not accustomed to encountering reality jumpers like me. As we looked intently into each other’s eyes, I knew he was accessing a computer bank in his mind; one that was not his individual database, but a group mind sharing the same knowledge. Quite suddenly, his expression changed (and I first saw this in his eyes) to one of contemptuous tolerance. In other words, there was some reason he was forced to tolerate my presence, but he was not happy about it. Accessing that database in his mind gave him the information he sought and then he knew me by name. With recognition, he said, "Oh. Hello Bonnie,” and we shook hands while he frowned contemptuously. My eyes never left his and his eyes never left mine. I smiled, as I always do, and turned around to walk away. He also turned back to his group and they walked up the beach away from me.

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Anonymous said...

Hi Bonnie,

Your website is fascinating and your articles are very informative. Exactly what I have been searching for since I started studying this phenomenon. I came across this picture
UFO_PARANORMAL/ETS/ETS-Images/59.jpg and wondered whether it was similar to what you had seen? (Other sketches of craft/entities can be found at It's hard for me, and everyone else in the world I suppose, to understand their intentions. Just what exactly is it that they want? Some people like John Mack, Karla Turner and David Jacobs seem to think they have a sinister agenda, while others think they are here to aid in a dimensional shift of some kind, everyone else says some are here to aid while others are here to exploit. I really have no idea, and the amount of disinformation surely isn't helping matters at all either, i.e. If the testimony of whistle-blowers like Milton Cooper, Phil Schneider and Charlie Hall are true, then the situation seems very, very grim. Anyhow, whatever the case may be, I must say that I agree with your comment on changing frequencies. There seems to be a sense of anxiety/urgency in the air, like something is wrong or time is running out. Hard to explain, but I agree that something is definitely changing.
Oh, before I forget, I wanted to share this video with you From what I hear, it's a very accurate portrayal of the abduction scenario.


Bonnie Jean Hamilton said...

Thanks for your comment. The drawing you gave the link for is somewhat similar to what I saw (the reptilian in the back is the closest match).
John Mack actually believed the visitors to be friendly helpers. It all depends who you ask--everybody has a different perspective on the issue. But I can say one thing for sure--there are good and bad star people just like there are good and bad humans.
Thanks for sharing the video-Wow! It is an awesome animation and does accurately describe certain aspects of abdcution. Very Nice.

Anonymous said...

It was only today I found your pages, and I immediatley felt a kindredness with you. So many similarities and yet so uniquely different to my story. I have had the chance to be with at least three reptilians, and each time was different than the last. One I saw come to my third eye, so crystal clear and all I have ever felt from that look was complete calmness. Still another I was pregnant with a child I was very aware wasn't human. When he was born, and climbed on top of me, he was wearing a blue baseball cap! I was admonishing him to return to the womb.. sweet but, strange I know. I have seen some like you spoke of wearing army fatiques, and they looked closer akin to dinosaurs than anything else. Like you, most are good experiences, others, are negative. usually I think that is due to a lack of my own understanding. I am 41 now, and didn't know until I was 36 that they were there, always. They saved my life, and changed my life for the better.


Bonnie Jean Hamilton said...

Hi Laura,
Thanks for your comment. I'm glad you've also seen the reptilians wearing army fatigues--I hadn't heard of anyone else seeing them yet. And yes, they do resemble dinosaurs, don't they? I wonder if maybe they are related to the dinosaurs that once lived on this planet. That's very interesting to think about. Hmmm...suppose before the dinosaurs disappeared from Earth, the star people were doing their hybrid children program and using dinosaur DNA--like they are doing with humans now? Maybe the star people knew about the changes that would happen on the planet and this was their way of preserving dinosaur DNA.
...It's a thought!

Anonymous said...


And a very interesting one! It is a concept that we are all seedlings from other planets. Usually during my astral travels I get the chance to "witness" other people.. beings in their own environment. For example when I saw the army fatigue wearing reptiles, I was seeing, but they seemed to have no knowledge I was there. I also was on a reddish planet and saw a person who could have been Quezecoatl the feathered seprent of Mexican theory. Again, he was unaware of my presence. I have had the chance to spontanious remote view, I havent learned to do it at will, but have managed to stay completely lucid and discuss with my guides and friends from the other side what I am seeing. It has been fantastic, and also I understand the need to be ethical when this happens. However I am usually not seeing humans.