The answer is here. You may be an alien.
Of course, they don't like that term; it sounds fairly negative. They prefer to call themselves "Starseeds." They are Intelligences that have come to Earth and taken on the guise of humans, and walk among us. The problem is, because of the pervasive brainwashing that our culture promotes, and the difficulty of being immersed amongst the "energy fields" of so many other beings, many Starseeds have forgotten about their origins, and think they're human.
Are you one?
If you're like to find out, here's a bit of advice posted by Yshatar InaEanna, a Starseed who evidently comes from the Planet of Unpronounceable Letter Combinations, and who writes for a website called International Starseed Network:
The first answer is usually the correct answer. The more you think about it the less you will know. I would say the most important thing is to go within. Familiarize yourself with who you truly are. Then and only then can you begin to seek information of this nature. It is more powerful to validate your own beliefs. All information should always come from within anything else is just a reference. Once you have understood the above figure out what it is you want to know. Always trust your gut instinct. If the information doesn't feel right then it is not your truth. you are your own best guide. Naturally we want to know where we come from.Um... okay. My gut instinct tells me that My Truth is that I'm from Louisiana. But maybe I thought about it too much.
Once you've determined that you are a Starseed, of course the next thing to do is to figure out what star system you're from. There are a number of highly (and inadvertently) amusing methods that the website suggests in order to determine this. One simple one is to stare at a star map until one appeals to you, and that's where you're from. I wish this worked for earthly venues, because given that it's the dead of winter in upstate New York, I've stared at a map and I find Maui really appealing. So far I haven't vanished in a flash of ectoplasm, to show up on the beach clad in nothing but swim trunks, holding a drink with a little umbrella in it. But maybe it only works if you're a Starseed, not an, um, "Mauiseed."
Another way is to use "Star Cards," which are these little icons you click on after meditating for a while, and it tells you where you are from. When I did it, I got Andromeda, along with a lovely photograph of the constellation of Andromeda, and the Andromeda Galaxy. This caused me to shout at my computer, "Andromeda is a constellation! Which is a group of stars that only appear to have anything to do with one another from our vantage point here on Earth! How can you be from an entire constellation? And the galaxy that's pictured there is 2.5 million light years away, and is composed of millions of stars!" This tirade caused my border collie, Doolin, to slink around looking extremely guilty. But, come to think of it, I wonder if she was acting oddly because she knew I'd inadvertently stumbled upon the Starseed Network thing, and thinks I'm on to her. I've always wondered if she's an alien, given the fact that she's the least doggy dog I have ever known. She could well be a Canine Starseed, possibly from Sirius if not from the entire constellation of Canis Major, doing a rather poor impression of a terrestrial dog. It would explain a good bit of her behavior.
But I digress.
The Starseed webpage has a lot of other helpful advice, including How To Tell Your Family You're A Starseed (key point: remember that in the moment of telling them, you're a human, not an extraterrestrial), how to figure out what your mission is (most of them seemed to concentrate on love, selflessness, and empowerment, none of which I can argue with), and not to be worried if your Auric Field interferes with car alarms, cellphones, and street lights. I encourage you to peruse it.
So, anyway, that's this morning's quick dip into the deep end of the swimming pool. As for me, I'm going to have another cup of coffee, because I'm expecting a call from Andromeda and I need to have my wits about me. Also, StarDog here wants me to throw the frisbee for her, probably because it looks like a UFO and reminds her of home.