Time: March 13, 1997 8:40 PM approximately Location: Route 60 about McKellips exit Tempe/Scottsdale Az March 13, 1997 I was working in East Mesa, Arizona in a 10 bed Hospice inpatient unit as the Charge RN. We worked 12 hour shifts getting off at 7:30 PM but that night the relieving evening nurse was a bit late so I didn’t get out on time. I lived in Phoenix which was nearly a 40 mile drive home. The fastest drive was taking state route 60 but at this time the highway was under construction for years being widened. The road was mostly dirt at this time and each over pass required all cars to exit, drive over the over pass and return to the highway. Most local traffic used the side streets instead, I kept on the freeway as my drive was about 40 miles long. As I came into Tempe and again had exited to cross over the overpass there was a mound of construction debris to the side of the road which I drove upon. Perhaps I was to drive around it instead. I was nearly parallel to a nearby freeway street light, They are taller than neighborhood streetlights and much brighter, it was behind my right shoulder. I slowed down my truck to see how to get off this mound when looking out the right side of my windshield I saw a boomerang shaped object in the sky coming towards me. It was curved like an angle of a banana, flat bottom and reflective of the ambient glow of the light of Phoenix with what looked like puffs of bright, glowing orange light on various spots dangling below it. It was massive in size and heading towards me. I slammed on my breaks, got out of my truck to get a better view. Watching the craft come closer I was so hopeful it would not change direction as it was coming right towards me. I wasn’t sure what it was but it was big and beautiful and I wanted to be as close to it as I could get. I wanted to be right under it, I wanted to hitch a ride and climb inside it. I was smiling as big as I could and thinking out loud, “I see you, do you see me? I’m right here, keep on coming.” I felt like I hit the lottery. I felt pure joy and anticipation to be looking at that massive craft floating gently and effortlessly in the sky. I was on a hill of debris, if I could have walked closer towards the craft I would have, I was drawn to it, I wanted to be close to it, I felt like it was a friend I’ve not seen in ages and wanted to hug. It felt like a long awaited reunion was about to occur. The craft was flying from north to south before me but the left wing and the light nearest it was coming close to me. It was beautiful, the gentle bend in it’s design reminded me of a piece of Mid Century Modern pottery. The bright orange glow becoming more clear was rotating, dripping down, stopping and returning back into the craft with streaks of yellow in it. I could not see the sides or the top of the craft but clearly see the whole bottom of the craft reflecting light. As it came closer I became concerned if the orange substance might be hot, it looked like liquid fire, like lava. I considered getting back into my truck or behind it to shield from possible heat. The craft didn’t frighten me at all despite it’s size that I’d approximate to be a mile wide from wing tip to tip. If it was hot I planned to make a quick dive behind my truck. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. It was like a city floating in the air, like a piece of sculpture, a piece of artwork coming closer want to be seen. If I had a camera in my truck I’d not taken my eyes off this craft for a second to get it. The craft was so massive I couldn’t take my eyes off of it As the craft came towards me the tip of the left wing was nearly over my head. Had the craft fallen to the ground I could have taken two steps and kicked the tip of the left wing. My estimate was the craft was 30 feet over my head. It was very low in the sky where I was in Tempe just off state route 60 on a debris pile on an overpass nearly parallel to the lights of freeway streetlight. I’m looking up at the tip of the left wing over my head but from my being so close in elevation to the craft I can see the rest of the craft without raising my head, just raising my eyes. I did not have to raise my head to see most of the craft from my view point. I’m seeing most of the craft horizontally. This gave me the perfect view of the bottom of the craft and the light source itself. The craft is low in the sky and I’m elevated over ground level on debris and an overpass. I could look down on nearby single story building roof tops. The craft was illuminated in two directions, by the orange and yellow glow of the lava like substance dripping from openings in the bottom of the craft and from my truck lights and the streetlight shining up and towards the bottom of the craft. The tip of the wing was rounded, horizontally and vertically, it did not come to a sharp point. The sides were slightly rounded from the bottom upwards but I could not see the sides, it was not a sharp right angle. There were no seams, not bolts, no rivets, no screws, nothing that looked it it was pieces put together to make a larger component. It was a gun metal grey color, about 20% reflective and about 80% mat finish like a semi-gloss. It looked totally metal. The entire bottom of the craft from the tip to as far as I could see by the light I had shining on the craft was covered with thousands of oval shape indentations, like the bowl of a spoon maybe 6-8 feet each. All in the same direction but not in rows. Longways indentation laying from wing tip to as far as I can see to the inner part of the craft. As the craft coasted over my head the indentations caught the shadows of both light sources, the orange lava light shining towards me making shadows in the corners of the indentations and the light from my truck and the streetlight casting shadows in the indentations shining light towards the craft. The craft created light, reflected light and produced shadows that changed as the light sources changed with movement of the craft. This is proof in my mind that the craft was a solid piece of machinery and not a hologram and not random flares floating in the sky. The nearest opening in the craft that was dripping the lava substance I’m assuming was round. Since I was looking at it horizontally it looked oval. I could see a bit up inside the opposite side of the opening. A few inches up there was a thicker silver color lining in the opening, like silver lining tube in a canister. From this opening and all other openings that were farther away were spilling the same looking substance. I focused on the nearest one as it was the closest and my concern initially was it looked so hot that I’d burn. When I realize it had no heat, no odor, no noxious gas, gave off no breeze, did not blow my hair, blew no dust in my eyes, no sound, I did notice while the craft was over my head I could not hear my truck motor so did the craft not make sound or did it mute all sound. I don’t know. The lava like substance was thick, dripped down in several strands like an upside down lava lamp, formed a big drip, stopped and returned back into the opening as more poured out. The substance produced it’s own light. There was light up in the opening that was more a white light, too but the lava substance was orange, like Orange Crush orange. As the substance dripped and stretched it would turn yellow where it was thin, but as it pooled up thick it returned orange again and returned into the opening. As the craft was over my head the ground, me and my truck were all bathed in the orange glow. I lifted my arms up in the air, my hands, arms, my whole body was orange. It was like taking a shower in bright, deep orange light. Years later someone asked if any of the substance fell to the ground. I wish I had thought about that at the time, I would have gone back the next day to look. As the craft coasted effortlessly over head flying south it was trailed by waves of bright rainbow colored layered sparkling lights like flags tapering from wide to a point. Almost like a flag you’d see at Disneyland waving like a fishtail very colorful and bright. When this light, mist or whatever it was flew over me I felt like something clicked in my head, like something inside the middle of my head moved a quarter of an inch, like something inside my head moved, something changed, something different happened. It didn’t hurt, but I could hear it and feel it move. At that moment I felt an incredible connection to the craft, to the Universe, to everyone. An overwhelming feeling of kinship, family, history, peace, love, support, joy. A feeling like family from the past thousand years just flew over my head to check in on me and let me know they were thinking of me and I was not forgotten. A feeling of connection to them to me to you to everyone that is, was or ever will be. It felt like a warm comforting blanket was lowered on me and I was wrapped in it. It was like intense true family love, history of belonging, reconnecting with a true tribe in a split second as those lights flew over me. I started crying my eyes out with a feeling of total relief, freedom and gratitude. I kept saying over and over “thank you, thank you, thank you’ as I watched the craft and the colorful lights fly south over Chandler east of South Mountain until it was out of sight. I looked around hoping someone else had stopped to see this but no one else was driving on this torn up freeway. The craft continued low in the sky as it flew into Chandler. I didn’t look at the exit I got off of but it was probably in Tempe and probably about 8:30 PM or so. I stood there crying for another 10 minutes repeating ‘thank you” many times before getting back in the truck and getting off that hill driving home to Phoenix. About 10 PM in Phoenix much farther north than where I was for my close encounter I saw lights around South Mountain but from a distance and with buildings and trees blocking the view. These did not look like the lights I saw in Tempe at 8:40. Of course I could not go right to bed as I was hoping for a repeat of what I had seen earlier. I had to work a long shift the next day. At work I did talk all day about what I saw and we had a TV in the family room at the Hospice Inpatient Unit where I worked. The sighting came up on the news now and then. The changes in my personality began to be noticeable with my coworkers and friends. I didn’t recognize them so much myself except that I kept catching myself smiling for no reason at all. I live alone and became aware I’m sitting doing nothing and smiling for no reason at all. Peacefulness day and night that has been consistent all these years. Since that night I can sit for hours in total peace just enjoying being present in the moment. Being a Hospice RN you have be a nice person anyway but at times in the past I’d get very impatient driving and would speed up in traffic. Since that night with The Phoenix Lights I’ve not honked my horn once in 29 years. I let people cut in line ahead of me, I give the other guy a break more. I’ve become extremely patient, joyful and calm without effort. It just happened spontaneously that night when the craft flew over my head. Intuition was unfolding especially when I was caring for my Hospice patients. I’d get glimpses into situations I’d have with patients I’ve yet to meet yet. This is the gift I received. Did it come from the craft, did it flick on a switch in my spirit, did it direct or redirect my focus, did it catch my attention to what really matters in life? More than what I saw, which was an amazing piece of machinery built by master craftspersons from somewhere, flown by skilled pilots for whatever reason with an agenda only they know, beyond that incredible display they performed over Arizona there was more. I felt they reached out and I know for me, I was touched. Beyond what I saw, which was amazing, it’s what I felt. I carry both with me always. --David Parker, Phoenix, Az Do not publish or share on podcasts or publications without my permission This is a recent interview on the Lehto Files on my Phoenix Lights sighting and possible hitchhiker effect with my pediatric hospice patients afterwards along with another NHI encounter and hospice stories. Enjoy https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f-bCNaiHYM0 submitted by /u/andthisisso [link] [comments]