Fireball

The first of these experiences happened to my Mum in approximately 1962, she was around 8 or 9 at the time. This had a profound emotional impact on her resulting in a keen interest in Extra Terrestrials and inter-dimensional beings. However, it failed to instill in her future IT skills, hence I'm submitting these on her behalf. Mum would love to know if anyone has ever encountered anything like, or has any theories on what these events could be.

Approx 1962

Mum and her family were staying at a holiday house out in the country for a few days. She doesn't recall who owned the house, but the owners weren't present.

It was a warm day, Mum recalls being inside, when what she describes as a 'fireball' appeared in the house. She doesn't remember seeing it enter, only that it was suddenly there. The fireball was about the size of a basketball and looked to be made of orange flame. It emitted a loud deep motorised sound akin to a lawn mower or Harley. However the actual sound it made she's never heard since. It flew around the house with great agility, into different rooms, seeming to possess a conscious awareness of surroundings and how to skilfully avoid collision.

Despite being a 'fireball' Mum couldn't feel any heat from it, but not from lack of trying. For Mum, ever so thrilled by their visitor, chased it around the house. Yeup, that's my Mum.

After its short stay it flew out the open front door, past my Grandfather who yelled:

"JESUS BLOODY CHRIST!"

With Mum hot on its tail, it zoomed up into the atmosphere and disappeared into obscurity.

After the fireball left Mum became despondent, heart broken even. Sad and disappointed, she waited outside hoping for its return. Alas it was never seen again. To this day Mum still gets emotional to remember it leaving.

When I was a teenager I asked my Grandmother about this. She was reluctant to talk about it, something about "Now, what's your mother doing telling you about that?" came her reply. After some pleading and prodding she conceded something loud and bright flew around with Mum chasing it.

My Grandmother told the story from the perspective of a concerned parent, focussed on getting Mum to stay still. As her attention was on protecting Mum, she didn't exactly take detailed notes. She recalled it being loud, fast and bright. But nothing more specific. My Aunty apparently hid behind furniture and my uncles were a bit too young to know what was happening.

"...and your mother chased it! Ugh, she was a devil!" She flummoxed.

Some time in the late 1970's

By now Mum was in her mid 20's. She was home alone, it was late as she prepared for bed.

Without warning, a loud and deep humming sound started. It sounded like it was coming from directly above the house. She didn't look out the window but wasn't afraid. The house rumbled in accordance, with the floor vibrating.

She says this sound was different to the fireball sound, but again like nothing else she's ever heard. After a short while it stopped, so too the house stilled. She didn't hear anything take off or arrive, it simply started, then stopped.

As a side note this was the same house opposite the 'Green Room' house in another experience, though I doubt there's a connection.

Approx 2010

It was around Christmas time, I was staying at Mum's. I'd just gone to bed, the bedrooms are at the back of the house. Couldn't have been in bed more than a minute when the window lit up for a couple of seconds. I opened my eyes to the room being quite bright. Then darkness again. I sat up and listened, thinking some pervo was outside taking pictures. The curtains were closed and I figured it was pretty dumb to use the flash as all you'd get would be reflection. The room lit up again, it was definitely coming from the window.

Leaving the lights off, I got out of bed and ran to turn the back light on. I peered out the back window, nothing there. I ran to Mum's room (she has a view of the backyard the other windows don't) still nothing.

I woke Mum up, telling her some creep was outside taking pictures and I was going to call the police.

She said 'don't' and proceeded to tell me this has been happening for over 10 years. WHAT?!

So it goes, she could be anywhere, day or night, and something will light up for a couple of seconds. It could be anything, an entire house, an entire tree, a person (apparently I was lit up once, I had no idea!), she even saw a traffic light being 'lit up' once while waiting at the lights.

When it happens it makes her smile and she's always wondered if some kind of entity was responsible. Whatever this is, it's followed her around and seems to go with her out in public too.

I've encountered this light phenomenon on one other occasion. Again, at Mum's, this time in about 2012. I was in her lounge room, the lamp was on but it's pretty dim light. The room lit up for a couple of seconds.

The light is 'white'. But, despite this, it mutes all colours. Things don't appear black and white, but colours are noticeably faded. Also this light casts no shadows. There's no direction to it at all, even when I first saw it through the window. I knew it was coming from the window because the curtains were glowing brighter, but the light had an oddness I couldn't place. That oddness became clear on my second encounter with it; altered colours, evenly distributed light with no shadows. Another thing I noticed was a subtle 'click' sound when the light appears, then another 'click' when it disappears.

Mum's not worried about any of this and neither I am. But just what the heck is going on here?

Mum has felt for years that all the phenomena mentioned here is connected to ET's. However, I theorised the lights we've both encountered may be an elemental spirit of some kind. But an elemental who follows Mum out in public?

The loud humming over the house, which she experienced in the 1970's, I wondered about a helicopter. But she's adamant it sounded nothing like this. Unfortunately she never asked the neighbours and none of them mentioned anything.

The fireball, to me, is most intriguing. Especially since it still makes her emotional today. She considers this fireball encounter a very positive experience up to the point where it left. I should stress also that her giving chase is just the sort of thing she'd do. It's not like the fireball had Mum in some hypnotic trance or anything. Mum chased it because she wanted to make friends with it. As my Grandmother put it "She's a devil".

Maybe if she didn't give chase it might have stuck around longer!

Thanks for reading.

As a footnote, while recalling the appearance of the 'light', it occurred to me it's very similar to what I remember of the light in another experience titled "Chalk Man". But Chalk Man didn't light up the entire room, his light didn't carry far. The similarities are no shadows, muted colours and a dull white light. However, the light from Chalk Man, if I've remembered correctly, was much, much dimmer. There's nothing more to formulate a connection but it's intriguing none the less.