February of 1995. Canon Beach, Oregon, staying at a bed and breakfast in a second floor room with a south-facing view of Haystack Rock. After dozing off while reading, I woke up just enough to put my book on the nightstand. As soon as I turned out the light, a very bright light shone in the window behind the head of the bed, casting a shadow of the horizontal blinds against the far wall. Panicked, I lay still for a few seconds until the light source moved away and up, judging by the movement of the blinds' shadow down the wall and up the bed, toward me. I was pretty scared, and this all happened very fast. My heart was racing. I lay flat on my back with my arms at my side, staring up at the ceiling, thinking, Should I look? Should I look? I decided yes, and rolled over onto my stomach. I used my finger to part two slats of the horizontal blinds, and saw down the beach, about twice as far as Haystack Rock, a small and pale blue light ascending. It was an overcast night, and I watched the blue ball slowly ascend into the clouds, briefly illuminating the clouds around it until it disappeared from view. Prior to the sighting, while I was dozing in and out of sleep, I remember well hearing a tone in my ear. This part is hard to describe. It was a bit like listening to headphones. I distinctly recall that the deeper I relaxed in my half asleep, half awake state, the clearer the tone became. Deeper relaxation resulted in the tone shifting up and down quickly. The tone felt very pleasant, and had a physical quality. I felt like it was a game, and I was controlling the tone with my level of relaxation and concentration. I have no other memory of the tone thing happening in my life before or since. It was a very strange experience, to say the least. The next morning, I asked the manager of the bed and breakfast if they saw any lights overnight. Nothing. I called the police, too. Nothing. The county sheriff had a helicopter, but it did not fly that night. I was scared enough to cancel the rest of my stay and drive home that morning. That's my one and only direct UFO experience. The tones made such an impression, would love anyone's comments on that aspect of my experience. Are the inner ear tones a common experience among UFO sightees?
I have a similar story, and I can (maybe) brush it off to some sort of totally conventional sleep disturbance. But, it's left me with a VERY odd sensation. Your story (like mine) can very easily be dismissed by anyone playing the role of sceptic. I've been at the receiving end of that skeptical analasis. Maybe nothing did happen, and it was just a rare form of dream-state. Maybe... The fact that you are sharing this story over ten years later (and that you left the town) might indicate *something* unusual happened. Again, maybe. Thanks for posting.
It reminds of an experience I had one night in the guest bedroom in 1992 at Karla Turner's home outside of Little Rock, Arkansas. Every time I laid down, I would hear a tone in my head. It would change pitch up and down and gradually settle into a steady rhythm-at which point I would sit up to get away from it. This repeated itself several times, until I finally abandoned the room and sat on the living room sofa and had a cigarette. Karla walked in and I told her what had happened. She said others who stayed in there sometimes encountered the same thing. Her family was going through so much of a truly bizarre nature at that time, that she was pretty blaise' about it.
I have tinnitus from too much rock and roll and manufacturing environments. Years of listening to hundreds of computer box fans has left me with a constant low level ringing that comes and goes. However, I was sitting on the sofa with my 2 year old grandson one afternoon when I suddenly heard a high pitched and loud tinnitus-type tone in my left ear. I didn't say anything but looked over at my grandson who looked up at me and placed his hand over his right ear, as if to say, "What's that noise?" I was a little surprised by that. No one else in the room heard it and apparently it only was audible in the space between the two of us sitting there. Go figure out what that was, I don't think it was my tinnitus but it could have been and his reaction just a coincidence.
Yeah, you can ignore that 'coincidence', cuz what else in a rational, familiar world could it be, right?
