BECKY ANDREASSON, DAUGHTER OF BETTY ANDREASSON LUCA
First I would like to say, my life has been extraordinary. All our lives, my Mom;Betty(Andreasson) Luca, my Step Dad; Bob Luca,and other family members. We have lived with the UFO, & Paranormal Phenomenon /many kinds all through our lives. There are five books published on our UFO Encounters, The Andreasson Affair / The Andreasson Affair-Phase Two / The Watchers / The Watchers II , and The Andreasson Legacy. There are still on going experiences, and answers to questions, formula's, message's that were given, etc... My major part in these life long Angel/Alien visitations, is this Mystical language I have been taught, by the Elders. There was a measure of time I have stayed hidden away and pretty much quiet, but no longer, with pen in hand I step out into the world, to do what I was destined for, bringing this powerful language into your lives!
I arrived first born, of seven Andreasson children on Mothers Day, May 8th, 1955 in Fitchburg, Massachusetts, USA. As the eldest child my fate was sealed to experience two separate worlds of reality, that weave together as one. Throughout my life a continued presence and integration of the awesome UFO phenomenon has carried a respectful degree of spiritual significance for me and my family. Being I was trained by Elders to master the art of symbolic spiritual writings through mind, sense of touch, color and sound, the deep unknown within, has opened and prepared the way of my destiny. I feel blessed from this, honored, and chosen to be taught a sacred Angelic language steeped in divine mystery and mystic intrigue, and know when written the activation of such wondrous symbols possess the ability to promote in faith spiritual communication to be used for the betterment of those who seek to know themselves.
My acclimation to the UFO experience since birth carries no fear, and has become a natural occurrence in reality to me. It is no longer strange, nor foreign, just part of every day awareness affording an opportunity to understand the richer, fuller realm of those on high. On one unusual experience, as a child, I was taken from my crib by an Elder, brought into a craft,where two other young children were being trained with the use of weightless toys. I was examined and allowed to play as well. My return home was alarming to my mother, Betty! Early in the morning a neighborhood woman knocked at the door, to inform my mother,that I was up in the sand box, stark naked! Being too young and small at the time, there was no way I could have possibly gotten outof my crib without assistance. Nor could I have reached two locked doors and secured windows! This was puzzling to my mother until many years later the mystery was solved, when she was made aware of the truth.
Throughout my growing years I've had other odd encounters of the third kind. In 1967, during my mothers well known encounter, I was taken out of suspended animation to see an exchange of books take place between her and very peculiar looking beings. The book exchanged, was my very first bible received from Bible School. A thin blue book was given to Mom. Later that evening I was shown by Jessup, who was one of the Watchers left behind for the sake of the family, how to play light games. One game was with a levitated ball of light
This was my very first encounter with the large headed, dark eyed gray Watchers. It was three days later I told Mom what I had seen, remembered happening, and thought it was all a strange yet scary dream. But to my surprise, I learned it really happened! The bizarre little gray men were REAL!! Mom showed me the blue book that was given to her. I touched what looked like a page of light, and my hand glowed! It was so exciting! I'll never forget that Mother-Daughter moment!!
Touching the awesome book activated an unexpected gift to emerge! I began to doodle peculiar symbols all over everything, even drew them outside in the sand with sticks! I couldn't stop, the urge was too strong! Today I know why, it was practice, practice, practice, and so I did!
As the years passed and other experiences took place, my writing developed into final stages. It actually went from what we would consider printing, to the form of writing. These encounters continued, and those around me were sometimes effected. Most of the time they were not very happy about it either! They seem to fear the unseen energy surrounding me.
Another experience I had while living in Virginia on a farm, I was taken from my home,for continued sessions in training of their symbols, through work with tones, vibrations, light, etc. The training took place at three different stations, using screens, small crystal instruments, dual raised alien keys with moving symbolic letters. Later they measured my hands to assess how much symbolic knowledge I had managed to absorb. Because of this particular session the upper layer of skin easily peeled away from the palms of my hands! My experiences continue to this day!