Dream Journal – 10/06/2026
Last night I had a dream that felt like more than my subconscious and guides speaking to me through metaphor. I was given the gift of meeting someone who has been one of my closest friends throughout my life.
In the dream I was outside on a crystal-clear night. The stars were vivid, and I could make out the mountains on the horizon. I observed that there were many other people around me.
This was an event not just for stargazing, but for witnessing something profound. I came to realize this gathering of people was only one of thousands of groups across the planet observing this historic moment concurrently. We were all here at this time to witness a ship of people from another world enter Earth’s orbit and land on our blue planet.
As we were waiting, I became aware of a table of individuals to the right of me. These were people who were self-proclaimed intellectual leaders of our human race but had no experience related to extraterrestrials or contact. They were selected by our world leaders to study and report their findings on the experience about to unfold.
I recognized their mental prowess, but I could also sense they lacked a deeper connection to their hearts. I believed that this lack of harmony within themselves might limit how they experienced this profound event. Still, they were there to do a job and I respected that.
Another individual came over to the leader of the table of intellectuals. I could tell that something was off, so I continued to observe their behavior to see if I could gain an understanding as to what they were discussing.
At this moment, I realized the ship of people from another world had missed its scheduled arrival window. It was about 20 minutes late. I looked back over to the table of intellectuals and saw they were beginning to disperse. Admittedly, I was disappointed that they would give up so easily.
One by one I saw them shake each other’s hands as though they had just completed a meeting that no one showed up to. Then they began to leave. Again, I was a bit dismayed they would just leave because an intergalactic ship was 20 minutes late.
No matter. I went back to enjoying the incredible view of the stars and mountains on the horizon. This view expanded my heart toward the cosmos.
A few moments later I saw a beautiful glow of white light coming over the mountains. It was without a doubt what everyone at the event was waiting for. In fact, the beauty of the ship was more than I could have imagined. My heart was ignited with awe.
The ship gently rose above the mountains and moved closer to the group of people who remained at the event. It maintained a slow trajectory so that we were not spooked and wouldn’t perceive it as a threat.
At one point, this divinely glowing ship moved to the center of the sky and rested. It felt as though the slow approach was giving us time to acclimate to its presence. I understood that those aboard were monitoring our reactions, careful not to overwhelm us.
Although this was a stunning event we were collectively experiencing as a human race, I had a sense that in some way this was secondary to what I was there to experience.
As I had this sense, I felt a familiar presence of energy over my right shoulder. It was an energy I have known my whole life, so I felt completely comfortable with it. Naturally, I turned around and looked over my shoulder.
There she was, my dearest friend. A person I have known my whole life but have never met. I had an initial moment of shock as I did not expect to turn around in the dream and see a person with blue skin, voluminous straw-blonde hair, and clothes like those we Earthlings wear.
Her eyes were black and almond-shaped, but not overtly large as they are often portrayed in films. Her head was certainly larger, but not disproportionate to her body. She is a Zeta Reticulan/Human hybrid being and it was clear in her physiology.
Honestly, I didn’t spend much time processing her physical presence. The familiarity of knowing her energetically was so normal. We just began to catch up as two old friends would. The only difference now was that I could put a face to the “energetic name” of my friend.
She was there with two of her friends, also hybrid beings, to observe the event in my dream as well as our interaction. They also seemed to enjoy dressing in Earthling clothes, wearing similar outfits in different colors.
My friend and I spoke about a lot. We weren’t two people from different planets or species—we were simply two friends. However, as simple as our exchange was in the moment, we both felt a deep excitement about how finally seeing one another had deepened our friendship. It was truly a monumental moment for us both.
Admittedly, I don’t remember much from our conversation, but here’s what I do remember:
Matt: I have known you my whole life. This is pretty cool!
My Friend: Do you remember who I am?
Matt: Are you Laura? Hmm. That’s not correct.
Matt: Victoria!
Victoria: You got it! (She had a smile of fulfillment)
Then I remember we discussed how the ancestors of her people, the Zetas, had difficulty acclimating to Earth’s atmospheric conditions as well as the 3D frequency we currently resonate at.
Victoria explained that initially the Zetas’ bodies would age much more quickly on Earth than they anticipated. This was why they weren’t able to be on the planet to experience the contact event that my dream began with. She continued to explain that hybrid beings have the necessary genetic balance to ensure their bodies can withstand the atmospheric conditions of Earth as well as our current 3D frequency.
After she completed her explanation, I said, “Yeah, that checks out.” We both laughed and continued to talk, but I don’t remember what we talked about. Honestly, all I cared about was spending time with my friend. It was such a nice evening.
A few moments later I woke up from the dream in the middle of the night. I tried going back to sleep right away but I was wired from the experience. My excitement further reinforced my sense that this had been a contact experience, not only a dream.
I felt this warm, fulfilled, and validating sense of our lifelong friendship. I sat with the sense that Victoria has been with me since childhood. I thought about how strongly I had felt her presence at pivotal times in my life and about the confirmation that even when I couldn’t sense her, she was always there.
In reality, we grew up together and we have learned from one another. This experience was truly a gift that we both have earned.
Eventually I was able to get back to sleep before the sun came up this morning. When I woke up the second time, I reflected on my dream and the experience that came from it. I thought about the table of intellectuals that left the contact event because the people from another world were 20 minutes late.
I thought about what the dream seemed to be showing me:
“Contact does not unfold according to my schedule or command. It asks for more than intellectual understanding. For me, it has required an integration of mind and heart, inner work, and patience. And perhaps the experiences meant for me will continue to unfold organically when the timing is right.”
Thank you, Victoria. It was great to see you, and I look forward to the adventures we will share in the future. Safe journey and talk soon.
Matt