Nánama

Somthing Wonderful

Steve Neill’s SNG Studio

Jul 05, 2026

It’s always amazing to me how life never stops placing you in the most amazing moments that seem to be deliberately placed to speak to you personally. Or is it something more? Is there something that’s been locked away inside each and everyone of us that has found its way into our lives?

Something is different and it seems so many are talking about it but ever since “Disclosure Day” was released people have been (to use a term that has been spreading) “activated.”

I wrote last week about all the amazing things that happen to me. In brief I could hear people near me and their being and feeling. I could sense their life, their love, fear, desperation, confusion and more. I literally had to turn it off because it was intoxicating. It was unexpected and it seemed to happen at the wrong time and place. Bursting into tears and emotion in public is unsettling and uncomfortable at best but there I was. To say I felt empathy would have been and understatement.

I mentioned a lot of fear and confusion from people but what I experienced in “Aldis” while shopping this week took me quite by surprise to the opposite perspective and it was wonderful.

There was a father and his 14-15 year old daughter. I knew that because she kept saying “Dad” over and over again. She was out spoken observing everything around her and picking up products, reading the labels and making jokes about them. She was a savant. Autistic. All her filters were turned off.

She carried herself in such an open way of happyness and pure joy it connected with me and I started laughing and giggling uncontrollably. I was entered. She was intoxicating, I connected with her without even trying. She was broadcasting and I was receiving.

I was becoming her for that moment. I felt a timeless innocence that I haven’t felt since I was a child long before the indoctrination from humanity to get real and grow up. I always resist it and I still do.

I stopped it. I had too because people around me may have thought I had lost mine. People aren’t ready for this not yet. But in time they will. This level of euforia is the cure and the power for saving the world. It will release all that has been kept from us.

The monsters from the Id are the one thing we have to lose and never feed them again. In doing so consciousness will fly the universe. It won’t be easy at first but in time it will. These subconscious monsters can change everything from weather to delivering hate and destruction of people that would harm us. But we can better deliver love and joy with this same ability.

I thank Steve Spielberg for flipping the switch in so many sleeping people throughout the planet. But it’s not him alone doing this, it’s you. You who are reading this. You are writing and making art about it and in doing so you are spreading this shift in consciousness until it becomes us all.

In a final note as an example I was watching “Resident Alien” with Mary last night. The story was the most endearing story I had ever experienced from a show that is usually just silly and fun. But this time as with “Disclosure Day” it spoke the message. “Nanama”

Nanama is a word I learned from a TV show that is derived from Ute language. In Ute, nanama (or nánama) means interconnectedness, Unity, or “all together as one”. It describes the deep, unbreakable connection of all living things to one another and the earth. This called to my indigenous roots.

What happened to Harry in the PowWow scene ( Season 4, Episode 6, titled “Soul Providers”.) teared me up for sure and I would bet it would further trigger many of you because this is by intent. We are spreading the message. All of us.

Something is happening.” Something wonderful.”

Its a new reality if you can take it

Ever since the viewing I had of “Day of Disclosure” it’s felt like something has been triggered in me. The things in that film I experienced I find it hard to believe are mere coincidence alone.

The night after seeing the film Mary and I had our usual sound bath and mediation before we went to bed. During the sound bath I had this remarkable conscious experience with the grays where they took me back in time to my first memory of my interaction with them in 1958. A large part of that memory was blocked for me and not even hypnosis got past it. But in this experience I did.

I remembered the whole event. It was powerful, moving and deeply emotional and it was the emotions that were the very key. I could talk about what I finally remembered but for me it was the least interesting and least significant aspect of the memory. The real lesson for me here was the emotions. They are so powerful they are nearly un-survivable.

What I got from them it seemed that somewhere in time for them this became an issue. Emotions caused violence, war, hate that may have blocked their progression as a civilization. But despite this they also lost something else. So they blocked their emotions only to find after time that this was a mistake. They lost so much more and life for them lost real meaning. They become nearly autonomous. Their hope that humans can do both and if we can, wars will end and the planet and humans will thrive.

It’s as if the universe just keeps trying over and over again to get it right. And as amazing as it might seem, we may be the next hope for a race that learns to end our violent and angry behavior and will maintain our empathy, love and understanding of diversity. I can’t be sure but I can only report what I felt in the experiences.

They told me I’d start remembering everything. I thought that meant forgotten experiences or blocks but as it turned out it was more than that. It was more like I’d remember how to use my forgotten gifts. We have all forgotten as a result of our indoctrination by the humans desiring to keep us under their control. It was never the Visitors.

And so it begins. I was recording the latest “In Conversation with” for our channel, “The Breaking the Silence Project.” I was talking to Courtney Buterbaugh, an amazing writer I met on substack who is also an experiencer.

During the show we started to talk about “Day of Disclosure.” She talked about the scene in the reconstructed childhood house. She talked about the bedroom and the cardinal mobile and how it reminded her and triggered the memory she had of the paper Cardinal she had pinned to her curtains.

And then it happened. She triggered me.

I was thrown back in my mind to a very vivid memory of cutting out a cardinal for a magazine or cereal box. I was fascinated by birds when I was a child. But living in California in San Francisco I never could see one, only admire the bird. So I cut one out and taped it to my bedroom wall. I had done this many times but never a cardinal.

And there were the emotions again and they were so strong and I’m in the middle of recording a show. Courtney was emotional too; this was an experience for both of us on camera.

If it wasn’t for meeting Courtney and her having brought up her memory I may not have ever remembered that moment in my life.

Yes I was starting to remember. But there was more to come.

Two days later I was at my radio controlled model airplane airport field. I build and fly large scale replicas of full sized scale airplanes. Going there has always been the great escape and a great time to spend time with old friends and fly beautiful aircraft.

I was sitting in the pits in my chair taking a break. I was remembering all the amazing times I had there starting in 1986. I was taught to fly by WW2 veterans and had many friends who are now gone but their memories and the good times still remained. An odd sensation came over me as I looked around. So much time had passed. So many have passed on and yet I remain. For now.

I watched a young couple with a small child looking at the many parked aircraft. The little boy was so interested. My friend was taxing out his ¼ plane to the runway when the boy saw it. He became so excited. I felt what he felt as though I was him. I felt all the joy of seeing the plane and the child’s desire to have such a plane. I was connected to him and it shocked me because my emotions once again brought me to tears. It was so unsettling. I asked the question, “What’s happening to me?”

Luckily no one saw me when this happened. It wouldn’t be easy to explain at all. We didn’t talk about such things there.

Then I heard in my mind, “Get used to it, it’s just starting.” Clearly it was them.

That night I went to bed and woke up in a large room with what I thought was people in costumes in a party setting. Two small people approached me. The one that came right up to me was the dwarf sized woman. She was beautiful but her face was wide and she had larger than normal eyes. She had some kind of dress on all black. They were staring at me. Then I saw these strange robot-like beings that were round cylinders on rollers moving across the floor. They were metallic and there was a round ball-like object on top that moved and looked around like an eye or camera.

I don’t think it was a party or a dream because the more I thought about it the more I realized it was part of my experience. There’s more than greys to this all. Much more because there were tall humans there, short humans and everything else from mantis to greys blurry in the background.

That morning while washing dishes I was thinking about what had happened and how my late wife felt about my experiences, UFOs and the paranormal. This led to my feeling like I was connecting with her.

I poured my heart out to her that I always loved her despite the bad time she gave me about my experiences. She hated the whole thing and we fought about it often. She saw things with me too and denied her own senses.

I realized how it turned her world upside down and caused her stress during the 90’s. I asked her to forgive me for what had happened but that I had no way of stopping the experiences. I knew now she knew they were real. I asked if there was any way she could give me a sign that she heard me and understood.

At that very moment I had Pandora playing in the background and what it then played came out of left field. The theme for, “To Kill a Mocking Bird” by Elmer Bernstein. This was Gilly’s favorite movie and movie score of all time. It moved me to such emotion and tears I could barely take it.

She heard me and answered. And there were those emotions again. No anger towards the cancer that killed her, no regret or sorrow, just pure powerful love.

Listen.

Don’t be afraid of what you don’t know

Jun 19, 2026

“Les prédateurs ne font pas de cadeaux.”

Listen…

This was made a year ago.

The first Breaking the Silence

The 2018 film you never saw about the experiencer…me.

Steve Neill’s SNG Studio

Jun 14, 2026

​With all the buzz going on right now and many of you have seen the movie you may want to see more.

I have been making movies about this subject and art for over 40 years now. I have posted this movie several times in the past and maybe you meant to see it but never did.

It’s called But “Something is There.” This movie was made in 2017-18 and it’s about my life with the visitors starting with my very first experience at age 6 in 1958.

It’s not a documentary, it’s a movie. But it’s a movie about the experiencer. In addition, here is a deleted scene that should have never been cut from the movie.

Enjoy this film on the big screen that it was made for. And if you have a home theater so much the better.

It was professionally made with a full crew and actors. And Whitley Strieber himself starts it off.The support group deleted scene.

Please “Listen”

Jun 15, 2026

Mary and I always before going to bed rest on our sofa and listen to a sound bath using our home theater. As I was falling off I heard the Visitors say “You will begin to remember everything.” And then it happened.

I was back in my bedroom in 1958. I always remembered most of this event and if you aren’t familiar with it you should watch the movie “But Something is There” that dramatically recreates the experience I had at age 6. The movie begins with the event.

https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/dZ6tlBPrYdk?rel=0&autoplay=0&showinfo=0&enablejsapi=0

Although I remember a lot of it there is a block that happens after I see the being. I could never seem to get past it and either could my hypnotherapist. As it turns out there was a reason for that. I was told then never to talk about what was happening to me and by going to her I had broken that agreement.

A lot has changed throughout the years. I am not the same person I was as a child, but as I grew up I was polluted by human ego that gave me the right to break that trust. The visitors only feared what would happen to me if I talked about it and they were right to.

But as of late I am slowly moving back to that time of innocence where I was trusting, forgiving and full of love for life. “Now is the time they said.” And with that that night came back at the moment I was hiding under my desk.

I saw several grays in the room. They stood silently grazing at me while one of them approached me and took my hand. She floated me out from under the desk in a gentle way and we both stood in the middle of my room. She looked up and so did I and at that moment she tugged on my arm as she rose up pulling me with her. We went through the ceiling as I felt a slight pull on my body going through the ceiling.

It was magnificent. I felt like Peter Pan was taking me up into the sky through the San Francisco fog. I looked down and could see my roof top slipping away behind the fog as we rose higher and higher.

As I looked up I saw the dark shape of a metalic craft dimly lit. As we approached, a doorway on the craft opened and this golden light poured out. It was warm and comforting. But as we got closer to going inside my emotions were so overpowering I bought myself out of it. I cried and cried and felt a loss.

I gathered myself and thought about the memory that was returned to me. It was a gift and I knew then why I was so overwhelmed by the same emotions when I experienced the scene in Day of Disclosure with the two children approaching the house in the woods because I related to it so deeply.

We all cried out. We all related to it. All of us who can remember it, those of us who could trust it and knew the intentions of the Visitors. It was so beautiful words can’t begin to express. It changed us forever and I am forever grateful.

I leave you with for now to contemplate. I am in the process of writing a new screen play that will become my next film that will embody in more detail what I can remember and some of the things I remember about my experiences with my friends, family, my late wife and my career. They were difficult at best.

I will also be covering the mistake I made by going under hypnotherapy and what I discovered about the intentions of the person I worked with. My late wife told me something I had a hard time accepting about that person that will be explored in the film.

Bottom line is I’m the one that brought harm and suffering to my family, myself and career by talking about it before I was supposed to.

They never harmed me. I did.

But now the veil is lifting and it’s time.

Yes. Listen.

The 2018 film you have never seen about the experiencer…me.

Steve Neill’s SNG Studio

Jun 14, 2026

​With all the buzz going on right now and many of you have seen the movie you may want to see more.

I have been making movies about this subject and art for over 40 years now. I have posted this movie several times in the past and maybe you meant to see it but never did.

It’s called But “Something is There.” This movie was made in 2017-18 and it’s about my life with the visitors starting with my very first experience at age 6 in 1958.

It’s not a documentary, it’s a movie. But it’s a movie about the experiencer. In addition, here is a deleted scene that should have never been cut from the movie.

Enjoy this film on the big screen that it was made for. And if you have a home theater so much the better.

It was professionally made with a full crew and actors. And Whitley Strieber himself starts it off.

It’s simple

Steve Neill’s SNG Studio

Jun 14, 2026

​I have only one thing to say about the movie. The movie is just that, a movie. What the movie is about is what I have lived all my life. And that’s why I got the message.

And to those of you that didn’t listen or understand the message it’s because you didn’t live it. It’s as simple as that.

The moment of childhood innocence and wonder you never had to lose.