When I was about 10, I was rollerblading on a sunny country road and I saw some bright, white lights floating nearby. They stayed there, moved, got closer, and went away.
I never talked about it to anyone actually.
I can't say I "believe" in aliens, but it's more fun to think we're not alone in this infinity.
Since then, I like to play this mental game: to seek for total objectivity from my current reality, just like an alien would on his first day here.
Ultimately, it's impossible to attain, but this keeps my mind flexible and more resilient towards dogma and empty judgment.
A few years later, I had started writing a book called "Love Like An Alien". It was the story of a journalist studying concepts with a mind free of all judgment, stigmas, taboos, cultural conditioning... (Yes, along the way, she falls in love for a being who want sent to assist her and he comes from another dimension but I digress... ;))
If all I had was my heart to feel into something's truth, and nothing else,
what would I feel?
What would an alien (assuming he's a sentient being sharing what we accept as universal values) think of how we treat each other, of sex, of politics...?
The extension of this game is a form of a psychedelic layer that recognizes that our current reality is truly trippy, but we just got used to it.
Go back to the mystery, the awe, the magic, recover your virgin eyes and let all your senses make love to this world like it is the very first time.
The mundane is magical.
Can you see your longterm partner like it's the first time you've ever seen her?
An alien would know, he would see her glorious beauty...
So sometimes, I ask myself, what would a new friend from outer space think of that?
Can you look at your hand like it's the first hand you've ever seen, marvel at the magic of the fingers wired from your brain that are typing this while printing pixels shipped through satellites and firing up billions of neurons?
How trippy is that! My God... And dreaming. ?! Anyways. Back to work...
Enjoy the magic <3