A Pleiadian's Search For God 

Yuri was born as a welcome surprise to passionate young parents much in love with each other and committed to saving the Pleiades from takeover by dominant reptilian forces. Yuri was their only child. They often left Yuri in his grandmother's care when they had to go defend their turf borders. One night, asleep in camp, they were yanked from sleep and beheaded by the invaders. Yuri was spared by his grandmother disguised as a shepherd just discovering the sleeping child. She spirited him out, blanketed much as Thômas appeared in the story.

 

This grandmother had the grit-faith of one tested by fire and ice. She adored the very sight of him and lavished love and nurture enough for three lucky children. Nothing was beyond her imagination or effort because she knew the treasure she held.

 

And he was adorable, with his blue-green skin and one big green eye, his thin little bulbed fingers. She taught him to reverence life, to know he was important and powerful, to love learning and invent new solutions to problems, and to imagine and make happen.

 

She introduced him to the being she called Source by showing him life in minuscule forms--one-celled, short or long-lived, mammoth, and too, great cosmic forces. She taught him to talk to Source as a friend and resource about his desires and dreams. She encouraged his exploration of science and astronomy and brought him to teachers to answer his many questions.

 

When she grew old and could no longer provide, she called Yuri to her bedside to thank him for being her inspiration all the years of his growing up. Now twenty years old, he bowed low to her, and she simply floated out of her body.

 

Thank you, Grandmama, he sent her. For everything I am. Thank You, Source, for her gift of life.