Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Journeys of a Psychic: Where souls Originated, from the experience of a servant soul


Long version in context from some of my own experiences as a servant soul

Where souls Originated

Excerpt from Saving Leilaka (available from www.chroniclesofhan.com)

"You wish to know where you originate from, what the Guardians meant by you being a child, a son of the Cosmos and the Original Creator, your true Father and Mother.
As I understand, you need to know in order to be content, to move forward in acceptance of your fate."

"Yes" I confirmed, intrigued at how she had known of my unanswered questions.

"I have been given permission to re-educate you, for throughout your physical incarnations and service to the Cosmos, you had obviously mislaid your full memory and cannot find the correct files to come to the correct conclusions you need in this physical lifetime."

Gaping at her, I realized that I knew of the 'blank' areas in my recordings; parts where happenings, events and general knowledge were lacking or unavailable to me. It was these blank spots that tended to drive me up the walls.

"It is considered time to remind you" she continued. "As you know, I am connected differently with The Cosmos than most entities that dwell within the physical dimensions and the dimensions associated with the physical realms.

I am not going to go into detailed explanations and am only going to remind you in general terms.
This is your story, how you came into existence. It is not the history of many, but only the few.

You are older than most Souls, Han. I know you feel it within yourself. This feeling of saturation sometimes manifests in an unwillingness to move forward, the feeling of wanting to give up, to go back to your roots and to become one with The Cosmos.

I know it is a constant battle to renew yourself, to keep yourself interested in Life itself.

I know it is difficult for you at times, but I also know that there is so much that you have not yet experienced and that you can look forward to.

But back to your history which started long before the beginning of physical Creation.

There came a time when the Absolute Be-ness, All-Mind, All-Consciousness, or merely called Cosmos as we know our Creator in these realms of existence, wanted more than just to be.

From its Eternal Breath-Motion it created, differentiated or manifested into two distinctions: Spirit or Purusha, Father; and Pre-Matter or Mulaprakriti, Mother.

When Spirit and Pre-Matter came together, they created the Spirit of the Universes, which we also refer to as The Son, or Mahat.

At this time, through Mahat, The Cosmos created the Formless Worlds, Arupa or Higher Worlds as we know these areas to be today.

When Manifestation into the Worlds of Form, or Rupa, was contemplated, The Creator saw it fit to create or manifest helpers for Its Spirit-Consciousness, the manifestation of Itself It refers to as Its Son, for Mahat.

It was around this time that you and others like yourself were created. Those few of you that are left are the Original Servants to the Cosmos."

Ariëtte gave this information time to sink in. I understood the content on levels that I did not know existed within my being, seeing in my mind's eye elements and places and energy forms, Source Energy or what I know as Fohat, the Life Force of The Creator that permeates through everything.

Also what was called Mahat, that part of The Creator that was Its Will, that which connected everything with an all-encompassing knowing, The Creator's Spirit.

I frowned at Ariëtte, confused about these issues of Creation that I knew I knew intimately, yet did not know in this body-consciousness at the moment.

"I do not comprehend. I have a Soul, I feel and see myself as an individual, I reside within the flesh of this very physical body. Yet you say that my Soul is one of the oldest in Creation? That I had been an individual before Creation of physical worlds began?" I enquired from her.

"Yes. Most people assume that Souls, or The Creator's Children, were created when people or higher evolved beings started to inhabit physical worlds.

Before the physical worlds, before Rupa began, Arupa was created by Mahat, The Creator's Will. Within these Higher Worlds He created servants for Himself, and eventually children, giving them functions and responsibilities, allowing them to become extended manifestations of Himself, but not yet allowing them to function independently. This only came much later, when many more 'things' were happening.

This is where the planning of Creation into the physical realms began and the grid systems were introduced in order for The Creator to keep in constant touch with everything."

"Then all of us that see ourselves as individuals have a Soul?"

"Yes, for life to exist in any form, physical or non-physical, there must be a Life-Spark, a pinprick of light in order for individualism to thrive.

It does not follow that all Souls are the same. It depends on what The Creator's intention was when the Souls were created.

Some are Children, or Free-willed. Some are Servants in their many forms and guises, some are Celestial Beings which includes the whole range of Angelic Beings. It all depends on what The Creator wants.

New Souls are constantly being created, ensuring a supply of Life to start anew all the time. As the old Souls become redundant or wish to return to their Origin, the new Souls start to experience.

It is generally accepted by Children that they rank highest in the hierarchy of Creation. This is true, but to compensate for this perception and to maintain balance within Creation, Children, or Free-willed Souls are mostly limited to the areas of Rupa or the physical areas of Creation which includes the Physical Dimensions and the Higher Dimensions around certain areas.

Servants are allowed to go wherever they are needed, whether to incarnate into physical form as humans or any other physical group in order to give service directly to The Creator, to Higher Ranking Servants or to individual Children and groups of Children.

Lower ranking Servants may be withdrawn from physical incarnations back into direct service to The Creator or any of the Higher Servants that are responsible for the Manifestation, Building, Stability and Maintenance of the various areas of Creation.

As you know, you have been sent all over Creation. You did not stay in any single Universe or Dimension, but have travelled all over, seeing and experiencing physical and non-physical realms. You have given service to The Creator in many forms, serving in many departments, subjecting yourself to many adventures in servitude."

"It is my function" I told her and she leaned over, fondly embracing me with her huge bulk.

"And that is what The Creator loves about you" she laughed at me, releasing me to sit dishevelled next to her. "You do not ask questions, well, most of the time you just do. You are quiet, like it was in the beginning when there was no sound."

"Now there is such a cacophony with everyone clamouring for The Creator's attention that I can barely hear myself think!" I complained.

"For your delicate Servant Soul, I suggest you try and keep away from rowdy Free-willed children as often as possible" she smiled at me.

"It is not a joke" I retorted.

The Cherub came inside, serving us with goblets of green icy sherbet.

Ariëtte indulged in her sweet. I stirred mine a bit, not really interested in this delicacy.

"Why do Angels see themselves higher in rank than Servants?" I wanted to know from her, watching The Cherub close the door behind it.

"It is because they are higher in rank than Servants" Ariëtte replied to my question. "You were created into the lowest rank of Soul-group. You can be used, abused, experimented upon as The Creator sees fit. Alternatively you can be snuffed out of existence as an individual at any time that suits The Creator."

She placed her empty dish next to her before taking the goblet with sherbet from my hands, helping herself to the sweet I was obviously not going to eat.

"It might seem unfair" she told me between bites, "but The Creator needed something to experiment with, and your Soul-group was manifested first. It is not as if a Master was going to be perfect with His first try at something totally new, now is it?"

I shook my head.

"And what The Creator learned from that first, initial manifestation was how to create other entities to please Him, to help Him, to be His eyes and His ears and His hands, His feet, His heart. To feel, to experience, to manifest in the myriad ways that is being done all over Creation as we speak.
And He experiences ALL of it, on some level or another, all the time. He does prefer to re-experience individual Souls when they decide to come home, to stop being part of Creation and to become part of His Collective Consciousness once more."

"You are now talking about relinquishing individuality?" I wanted to ascertain from her.

"Yes, in its ultimate form it is True Death, for the Soul stops being a conscious individual part, it merges with, or becomes a part of The All-Consciousness again.

There are intermediate stages that some Souls prefer to go through before returning back to The Creator. This can be likened to 'steps' in returning home where they will be educated as to what they will give up when becoming One with The Creator.

Most of these Souls wishing to return really do not wish to go on with Life, whether in physical or spiritual form. They are tired, depleted, dissatisfied with their experiences, feeling redundant or just filled to the brim with emotion – they simply do not have anywhere else to go."

"And those Souls I have destroyed?" I wanted to know.

"They have become part of the building blocks, the Aether or electrum of The Universes."

"Then their Souls did not return directly to The Creator as happens when an individual decides to stop Living?"

"No, it did not, but their Recordings had already been captured within The Cosmic Recording System and would not be lost. It is only the individual Soul that is no more. The same goes for 'lost' Souls. If their Guardians and loved ones cannot awaken them in the holding facilities around the individual planets, they ultimately stop existing, becoming Aether, dissolving back into the Cosmic Fibers of Creation."

"Energy cannot be destroyed, it is simply made to work in other ways."

"Yes, Han. It is simply made to work in other ways."

Excerpt From Saving Leilaka Copyright © H Gibson Chronicles of Han

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Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Journeys of a Psychic - Avatars - How new souls are created


How new souls are created
Long version in context from some of my own experiences

How new souls are created

Unedited excerpt from The Chronicles of Han - Negotiating Limïer

"What is a Puppet, you asked?" I moved back to the subject they wished to know about.

They shuffled into more comfortable positions not to miss a word, as if I was going to tell a campfire story and they were mere Clans' children eagerly anticipating some excitement and adventure.

I held back not to laugh, launching into the story instead. "A Puppet Body is a body that had been created by a Source Creator or Puppet Master for its own use.
In some areas these Source Creators or Puppet Masters are called Overselves because they own and operate more than one Avatar or Puppet at a time."

"Then is Han Storm such a Puppet for you have spoken about your Overself before, the entity you refer to as Hanuman?" Black interrupted, the typical investigative interrogator.

He had a valid point. I did refer to MySelf, to Hanuman, as an Overself from time to time.

"I agree. I do sometimes refer to my Soul-Spirit as an Overself. I think it is more for other people to be able to understand where I have my vibrations," and to know where I am as an individual, I added for myself.

They looked confused and I sighed, running my hands through my curly hair. At least it was catching up again in the growing department and there was actually something to run my fingers through.

"As with your eyes!" Aquil cheered up. "Today they are your original dark purple, making you human, one of us, and the Han Storm we know."

"And when you are intermediate with lighter, lilac eyes, you are more your Soul-Spirit and not Han Storm, your created Creata Personality," Kin-Allan elaborated.

"But when you get mean and your eyes become a pastel purple with a metallic glint, we all know Hanuman has descended and is walking in our midst," Black concluded with a nastiness about his words I was not familiar with. "Yet, this does not make you a Puppet Master or an actual Overself. It merely reflects where you, as an individual, have your vibrations."

"Or it actually indicates that this body of Han Storm is indeed just a Puppet Body as well, or do I have it all wrong?" Kin-Allan wanted to know.

"It might be that Han has the potential to become a Puppet Master at a later stage, but right now I do not think so for his Soul is contained in this singular body," Aquil voiced his opinion.

They watched me, waiting for an explanation.

"If you have to say it like this, then I guess I have different tiers and must be a 'Puppet' for the Creator. As it is, I do see myself as an individual Soul-Spirit with my Soul currently occupying this body of Han Storm. It is not as if I have my Soul somewhere else with only my Spirit-Consciousness contained in this body. If I was only a Puppet for my Overself, I am not sure that I could have become a Navigator."

Black held up a hand. "Okay! I understand where YOU are coming from and how YOU currently work. It still does not answer me regarding Puppet Bodies. So get back onto the subject."

I glared at him. He changed the subject, not me!

"Well? Are you going to continue with your explanation?" Black pushed.

"Only if you listen and keep your questions for afterwards!" I retorted, suddenly annoyed and the threatening headache starting to pulse between my eyebrows.

Putting the tips of my fingers on the area, I gently massaged in an upwards motion, channelling some Source Energy into it until the pain toned down, the area becoming comfortable.

"I will keep my questions for afterwards. You may continue," Black confirmed in a softer voice, his temper well kept under control.

"Let me explain it this way. Every body is a Puppet or Avatar for a Soul-Spirit. It is a piece of flesh to be operated and cared for as the specialized equipment it is. It was made to house Souls to be able to experience this third dimensional environment consisting of matter, which is light brought down in frequency to become visible and what we perceive as solid."

Aquil opened his mouth to ask something but I held up my hand, pushing on. "The first tier of incarnation is One-on-One. One Soul-Spirit to One Body or Avatar. You are housed in this body for the duration of the body's life term. When the body perishes, who you truly are is released to go home to the Higher Worlds or to consider occupying another body.

Then you get a One-on-One Remotely operated Avatar. Still One Soul Operator with One Puppet Body or Avatar. Just here, the Soul is not housed in the body but stays contained in the Higher Worlds, remotely running this Avatar. This ensures that the Soul does not receive all the negative emotional flow-back you experience when housed in the body itself. The impact on the Soul is less, but the body, as perceived as the Planet Identity, seems and feels remote or emotionally removed from others.

In some cases these 'Puppets' have mentioned that they feel 'lacking' in themselves, especially if they are not aware that their Souls are not housed within the body."

I sighed, taking a short break, feeling my body's vibrations automatically increasing when talking about Universal subjects.
"As far as I know, true Puppet Masters or Overselves are Ascended Masters who have grown too large in their Soul-Spirit forms to be able to comfortably fit into a single body, therefore the necessity to either run Puppet Bodies from a distance, or to separate some of their Spirit-Consciousness to fit into several bodies at the same time for whatever reason they wish to do so or need to do so."

Black held up a hand to stop me. I sat back, giving him the opportunity to speak, although I have asked not to be interrupted.
The deep frown on his forehead spoke for itself.
"Okay. Let me just see if I am following this correctly," he stated, standing up, taking one of the empty mugs.
"This is me. My body. Single incarnation. I am the coffee and the mug is my body." He poured cold coffee from the pot into the mug.
"Me, One-on-One incarnation. Individual Soul-Spirit entity incarnated into a physical life experience, correct?" He paused, looking at us for confirmation.
I nodded in agreement.
"Next. I take this mug, it is empty, so I put in a bit of coffee from the pot in there. Now we pretend, this is a Remote Incarnation. Spirit in the mug, Soul in the Pot?"
"Yes."
"Okay. Got that one. Next, we make the pot Lumox, a character you have confirmed is an Overself." He poured the coffee back into the pot so we could start with the next scenario.
"I fill three cups halfway with coffee. One is Jade, one is Doc G and one is Skye. There, now we have an Overself and three Puppet Bodies."
He sat back down, eyeing this scenario, somewhat concerned. "So one Overself can have multiple experiences through his own bodies, at the same time?"
"Yes," I confirmed again.
Black stretched back in his seat, making a noiseless 'oh'.

"Then this Lumox made sure his energy was surrounding you as often as he . . . it could?" Kin-Allan summarised.
"He. He is definitely a male energy," I corrected Kin-Allan.
"With female bodies, for whatever reason," Kin-Allan emphasized.
"You love Jade. You talk of Jade as a separate individual. How does this work when I see this in front of me?" Black wished to know, swiping his hand in the direction of the mugs.

"Usually an Overself will create the bodies as just that, bodies to be used to store part of its consciousness to do what it must for whatever reason it must or wishes to do," I replied to the question. "It is when it needs to do more than just have a body survive that it might then split itself and its own consciousness into smaller sizes to accomplish what it wishes to and gives its Puppets personalities.
As with any Puppet Master, they might quickly become attached to certain Puppets, in this regard a certain energy. Then they may wish to put in more time and effort into a specific Puppet's creation, growth and development, eventually making it a favourite plaything or Avatar to incarnate into.
They now have created a Puppet or Avatar Personality that they can re-use and store when not in use in a particular incarnation."

"Nope! Do not get it. Show me," Black responded, hinting with his eyes at the mugs.
I sighed. I had no idea we were going to play this game.
I looked around, spotting the glass on the sink Kin-Allan had used earlier.
Fetching it I brought it back to the table.
"Jade," I stated, taking one of the mugs, emptying the coffee into the glass. "Jade's body perished, but Lumox did not want to make her part of him. He wishes to use her again in other incarnations at a later stage, thus he stores her within his own Soul-Spirit until needed."
I placed the glass inside the pot.
"And Doc G?" Black insisted.
"I do not know. I assume that if Lumox liked him too, he would be stored similarly as I have seen in a vision as Jade is. If not," I picked up the second mug and emptied the contents back into the pot where it mixed with the original lot.
"If not, then the Puppet spirit becomes one with the Master, and the experiences gained is mixed into the lot for future use." I sat down, allowing this information to settle.

"Okay. Then when Lumox wants to use Jade again, he whips the part out that is Jade," Black removed the glass from the pot, decanting the contents back into a mug, "and creates a new Puppet body containing the Jade energy. Do I understand this correctly?"
"Yes."
"Then Jade has another incarnation and grows as this Puppet Avatar, not knowing that she is a Puppet and returns to Lumox where he stores her again, this time with a bit more experiences." Black poured a bit more coffee directly from the pot into the mug before decanting the Jade representing coffee back into the glass and putting the glass back into the pot.
"Then what happens when Jade's glass becomes too full?" Aquil asked, seeing where Black was heading.
"I guess then Lumox will have two choices," I stated. "One is to make her part of him again, or to let her go to become a fully free Soul-Spirit on her own."

"That sounds nice. How does he get to do this? As far as I know only Creators may create new Souls," Black stated and I started to suspect that he knew more about this subject than I did.
I had another look at him. Was he trying to get me to face this Jade reality by allowing me to deal objectively with it?
"We would wish your thoughts on the subject, Han," Kin-Allan placed my attention back to where it should be.

"Only Creators can become Puppet Masters or Overselves, as far as I know," I confirmed. "If they wish to allow a Puppet Personality to become a full new Soul-Spirit they would have to sacrifice a piece of their own Souls so that the Spirit may become a Soul-Spirit, a new Soul."
"Then it is possible for your Jade to become a fully free-willed individual, a Soul-Spirit in her own right?" Black asked, at last revealing his true intentions.
"Yes. If Lumox decides to let her go," I confirmed.
"That would indeed be a great day to behold," Kin-Allan told me.

"I am glad of this possibility, but what I want to know is how do we know who is a Puppet, or is it not necessary for us to know this?" Aquil asked.
"I do not think it is relevant or necessary for us to know who is a Puppet body or not. It should not influence our emotions towards that person," I stated my opinion. "In recognising that someone may be a Puppet is to observe that sometimes such a person is not 'present'. They go through the motions of life, but you can see that what makes them, them, is not always there."
"You are describing yourself. Are you sure you are not a Puppet too?" Aquil sighed.

"Not necessarily," I countered. "It is just an observation indicating that the person may have other functions to attend to. I have found that with Jade, as well as Doc G, that there were times where they were not aware of what happened to them or what they did.
At these times Lumox took total control of their bodies and did whatever he needed or wanted to do. When the Puppet Personality was returned to the body, and Lumox had pulled back, neither had recollection of what had happened, creating trepidation in them, as individual Puppets."
"You witnessed these 'absent' episodes yourself?" Black asked, intrigued and a bit unsettled.
"Yes, I was unfortunate enough to have experienced Lumox' direct attention to me through his Puppet Bodies . . . "

They listened. They did not seem to understand.
I scanned their thoughts.
Black was wondering how anyone could cope with 'running' more than one body at any time.
Kin-Allan was stuck at whether or not Jade and Doc G had pieces of Lumox' soul, had gone back into 'storage' or whether or not Doc G had become part of the collective consciousness of Lumox.
Aquil was not sure if anybody could actually tell if someone was a Puppet Personality or not.
"I know. It is a complicated subject with many variants. Only a true psychic could tell if a person belonged to an Overself or is part of a Puppet-line.
I guess that, as with any skilled Puppeteer, it takes training and experience to play different personalities while removed from each other."
"How can anyone live more than one life at a time?" Black wished to know.
"I do not know. As I stated, it is an advanced option of Being a Soul. I am sure not every single Soul would advance to this stage of growing so huge within themselves that they can no longer be contained in a single body."
They stared at me, making me uncomfortable.
"You do not seem to always fit in that body, especially not when you become Navigator!" Aquil blurted.
"At other times, especially when you are depleted, there are not enough of You to fill it either," Kin-Allan gave his opinion.
"Hmm," Black hummed. "Opposing opinions. Both accurate and true. One more question from me, at least.
How did you find out that Jade, Doc G, and Skye are Puppets of Lumox?"
Interrogation. Something he had wished to ask a long time ago.

"They have the same Soul-Signature," I replied confidently.
"Makes sense, especially because you can see the energies." Black seemed content with this sure and honest reply.
"I have heard talk in the Clan that some families all have this same 'Soul-Signature' as Han states. Does this mean that the whole family are Puppets of the same Overself?" Aquil wanted to know.
"I have also heard about Group-Consciousnesses. I think the Elders had called colonies such as wasps, bees and ants by this name," Kin-Allan stated.
"Yes, and yes. Looking at flocks of birds and fish and ants and so on, I am sure even in the animal kingdoms there are Overselves.
As to the people seeming to have a Group-Consciousness, it might be that a family is from the same Overself. It would make perfect sense, especially if the Overself is still in training. It should be easier to 'run' several bodies in the same environment than when they are separated by physical distance."
"I do not care," Black stated adamantly. "I am an individual. I intend staying this way. Sharing myself between several other bodies, I really think not!"

Copyright © 2009-2018 H Gibson Chronicles of Han unedited excerpt from Negotiating Limïer
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Monday, October 29, 2018

Q&A - Are certain things in life not pre-planned, but rather a product of living life?


Q&A - Are certain things in life not pre-planned, but rather a product of living life?


HG - As a Life Plan and Path Reader I have found that sometimes things happen in life that were not originally included in your Life Plan.
The more people get involved in scenarios, the more possibility and probability for change there are in order to accommodate as many individuals as possible.

As for myself, I know that plans had been changed in previous incarnations, as well as in this one.
I have also learnt that right now, with the ascension of Earth and the awakening of her children that those that know more than the average may change their paths while in incarnated form.
You need not stay on your original road and may take up the responsibility to choose differently.

Over the course of chronicling my past lives I've come to see where the planning had been adjusted, by the involvement of other free willed individuals or by Cosmic decree.
I can also now see how choices made in lifetimes past worked into subsequent lifetimes.
While most planning seems as if absolutely spot on, I see the deviations from the original agreed on plans.

Some examples from my own incarnations:

1) One lifetime I would have met up with a true love but before we were scheduled (by plan) to get together, someone else was introduced and I fell in love, committing to a relationship. This incident altered not only that specific lifetime, null and voiding the careful planning in many ways, but it altered my whole individual existence, as well as the way subsequent lives were lived.

2) The Rogue invasion of individuals altered another planned lifetime and it turned into an adventure I had not expected and was not quite ready to undertake.

3) This lifetime. After numerous 'opt out' opportunities, I had major NDEs and a full Life Review. My choice to stay in the spiritual realms was not honoured and I was sent back to this incarnation.
Was this death in my personal planning? No.
Did the spirit individuals around me know about the alteration of plans? Yes, because they kept on telling me to prepare and everything was in place to assist us with the incident.
The only conclusion I could come to after 14 years was that my own choice had altered my own plans for I had not heeded the warnings as I always did.
This was not my original planned path for myself, neither for my family, yet it placed us on a path to serve and better thousands of other individuals' lives.
So I guess this 'life happening' was for a really good cause.

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Sunday, October 28, 2018

Q&A - How does it feel being reunited with past life memories while in human form?


Remembering Past Lives while in Human form


It was asked how it felt being re-united with my past lives within human form? How can one cope with this? What does it feel like to remember all that I do?

The easy answer is: That is what I, as an individual Soul-Spirit do. It is one of my functions and I was originally created to be able to cope with having 'total recall'.

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Saturday, October 27, 2018

Q&A - Did you experience spirit presence as a child? How did that affect your life?



Q&A - 

Q - Did you experience spirit presence as a child? How did that affect your life?


A -Since birth I was aware of my spirit guides and despite attempts from my parents to stop it, I ignored them. I'm glad I did as I have an interesting, multidimensional life.
For a time after my NDEs I had a 'practice' period but quickly realized I did not wish to go full-time and publicly into any form of mediumship, reserving the gift exclusively for family and clients by asking my guides to be gatekeepers. I usually send individuals to reputed mediums if they need it as my interests lie in other metaphysical fields such as education through entertainment, primarily the written word.
How it influenced my childhood - I learnt early on that I'm 'different' and that it was okay as long as others did not find out. This led to pretending a lot and acting skills to be able to blend into my environment, especially between people.
Today I prefer a more secluded lifestyle where I can just be who I am without being judged.


Thursday, October 25, 2018

Journeys of a Psychic: Do other psychics have guides too?




Excerpt Preserving Creata, Part 1, Learning Curve
*Do other psychics have guides too? Are they able to see and communicate with them like we do?*
*All entities on this Planet have a Divine Support System,* Sensaii explained. *Each individual is usually escorted through life by two specially appointed and trained spirit helpers. You always have a permanent Guardian watching over you, making sure no unauthorized harm comes to your body. The other is usually a guide, or guides, similar to me.*
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Wednesday, October 24, 2018

Why Journeys of a Psychic was renamed to only Chronicles of Han


Why Journeys of a Psychic was renamed to only Chronicles of Han

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Journeys of a Psychic: What happens on Encha stays on Encha. But did it?


Journeys of a Psychic: The Emotional Impact of writing about Past Lives

What happens on Encha stays on Encha. But did it?


" *I do not wish to retain these memories, these feelings within my being. It will surely torture me, driving me insane with regret and heartache and self blame. With what could have been.
I will forever go over the events of today, trying to see if there could have been a different way of doing it. A different way of destroying that Thing, without harming her.*
- We are acutely aware of this. That is why The Creator has given us this opportunity. What happened on Encha, should stay on Encha -
*Until I have the courage to face it again.*
- Until then - "




Excerpt: Chronicles of Han Storm: Taming Encha, Book 3:
      Frank ordered his men to stand their ground, but the thing with the grey-blue scales and lizard-like features was already strangling the life from my beloved.
      Before I could discern what I was doing, fury overtook me and my body was engulfed within blue flames as I gathered the Source Energy within sight of all who surrounded me, accumulating it into a huge, twirling ball in front of me.
      My gaze fell upon Ariel.
      Her eyes were glazing over, life draining from her as the monster stole her life-force.
      *Do it!* she screamed hysterically into my mind, the agony of her demise ripping through my own body, as if a Grox had hold of her. Yet I knew this was no Grox.
      I slammed the ball of energy into them, allowing it to disintegrate flesh and spirit into a miniature nuclear eruption without any adverse effects to those surrounding it.
      The physical was evaporated. The spiritual had been shattered back into pure energy, returning to become part of the Creator once more.
      A miniature crater of scorched earth was all that remained.
      Lowering my quivering arms, I closed my eyes not to physically behold the destruction that had been created within the super nova of energy particles.
      I realized all too painfully that Ariel was gone with the Rogue Lord, extinguished from existence by a single blast of Pure Source Energy.
      My body sagged to its knees . . .

      I stood apart from it, watching it emotionally falling apart as gun-shots rang out and the other cannibals were executed mercilessly on the spot.
      My features contained no emotion whatsoever.
      Panam gently pushed my body over into a reclining position, asking it questions it was not responding to.
      Alis tried to revive it, but it slipped into a comatose state.   
      "*Come, Han*" Duek gently herded my spirit to a light portal that was on hand to transport me to the waiting Reclamation Hall in the Higher Worlds of Encha.
      Duek released me into the care of my Light Guardian. He would stay with my body, hiding it from the other Lizards, the Rogues that will hopefully now become active because of one of their own being slain.

      I lay myself down on a bed provided within a new hospital wing Hulo had insisted be created within the Higher Worlds of Encha.
      Lord Grox was not on hand for the reclamation as was promised and I felt deceived.
      Sorrow, numbness, anaesthesia surrounded my spirit, as if it was saturated with events and could not soak up even one more emotion.
      Becoming aware of a huge Light Being at my feet, I knew I recognised this entity from somewhere.
      It presented itself in the outline of a Light Angel. It did not talk, or use telepathy, yet I understood it.
      It needed me to go with it before the reclamation started. All those involved were not yet present. They had been sent for but as I am aware of, it was tricky travelling through the Universal Communication Systems if one was not authorised.
      My Guardian pulled me up from the bed, surrounding me in its warm comfort, guiding me along passages that had not seen use in a very long time.
      We came to an ancient looking section, where doors were still solidly built and had padlocks for locks.
      In my numbed state, I did not become aware of any other entities hovering around and presumed that this area was totally abandoned.
      It looked very well preserved though.
      My Guardian stopped in front of one of these solid ancient doors. It was unlocked and the energy key had been left within the padlock. I knew that these locks could only be opened by the Key bearer and that there was only a single key to every door. If the key should go missing, no-one, not even the owner would ever be able to enter that locked room.
      Pushing the door open, my Guardian entered with me still enfolded in its embrace.
      A trunk, representing an energetic vault, stood in the middle of this room.
      - Here you are to place that which you do not wish to retain - my Light Guardian informed me.
      *Must I place the actual memories in there, or only the emotional turmoil?* I wanted to know from it.
      - Whichever you do not wish to retain -
      It released me in front of the trunk. I watched as it opened the heavy looking lid before taking a position behind the trunk, waiting for me to do whatever I wished.
      *Is this part of the reclamation?* I wanted to know.
      - No, it is for you, a gift from The Creator -
      *Would I be able to reclaim at a later stage that which I put in here?*
      - Of course. Whatever you place in here will automatically dissolve from the original recordings. Not even your Cosmic Recording will contain any of this which is held captive within this mausoleum. When you are ready to become all of yourself again, you will be guided back here, to reclaim that which is rightfully yours. And your Cosmic Recordings will become fully restored -
      Logic returned to my numbed spirit for a few seconds.
      *Why was Ariel so different, so absolutely special?* I asked my Guardian that seemed to know a lot more about things than it had ever revealed to me. Now that I could communicate with it, I was taking this one chance I currently had.
      - She was your Soul Mate, created to perfectly balance your opposing nature, rendering harmony within your soul -
      *And I had destroyed her. Made her one with The Creator again.*
      - Sometimes you have to sacrifice a part of yourself to render great service to The Creator-
      *I do not wish to retain these memories, these feelings within my being. It will surely torture me, driving me insane with regret and heartache and self blame. With what could have been.
      I will forever go over the events of today, trying to see if there could have been a different way of doing it. A different way of destroying that Thing, without harming her.*
      - We are acutely aware of this. That is why The Creator has given us this opportunity. What happened on Encha, should stay on Encha -
      *Until I have the courage to face it again.*
      - Until then -

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23 April 2011 Saturday 12h31pm
      Yesterday, Friday 22nd. Easter Friday. Holiday. Did almost nothing. Not feeling like going on, yet knowing will have to sometime. Ignored all prompts from the Universe to continue. Just want to stay in limbo for a bit.
      Woke up with stomach ache this morning. Thoroughly unhappy  because of it. Cannot even enjoy food any more. At least chocolate and coffee still do it for me. But not always. Body in bit of a pickle because of lack of magnesium in muscles. But then, not been out of the house for a while, stagnating in 'sleeping' very long stretches again. Not that it is something I advise people to do. It is just that there are other things that need my attention elsewhere.
      Anyway. Just upset this morning for not able to eat as I used to, not able to sleep. Not able to rest. Being constantly tired and irritated and knowing that it is not from here but my Cosmic Self that has become cynical in its seeing of the physical world, for nothing has changed within my lifespan since the creation of Creation.
      People are still people. They still want the bad with the good and the wonderful without having to take up the responsibility it brings.
      Nothing has changed. It just moves from universe to universe and you start all over again within the same teachings, the same principles, the same type of adventures. Good vs Evil. Good wins, Evil wins. What is new? Destroy, build up from the destruction. Live in peace for a few 100 years. Get bored. Go bad, destroy, build up again. Same old, same old.
      Totally ridiculous. Anyway. Just my viewpoint. Must remember that there are very young Soul-Spirits that also wish to endure, live and let live.
      And therefore they need the chance to have physical worlds that have these opportunities available. It is not my life that is precious here. It is the lives around me. My children, my husband that sees everything as miracles, that stands amazed at the simplistic complexities of everything that makes up physical life.
      Yet when I look at it. It is all the same. It comes from the same place. It goes back to the same place. Physical, spiritual, ethereal. All the same to me.
      Cynical [believing the worst of others, esp. that all acts are selfish]. Correct word to use. All is in the end only for the emotional gathering of the Self, is it not?

14h15pm: Made love to hubby. Quiet. Peaceful, Unattached.
      I am told that I should just go back to that part of Encha. Just do it, get it over with. Go within myself, disappear for a while and bring back the memories onto paper from so long ago.
      Trick is. The door is still locked and I am afraid that if I should open it, the gushing would be too intense to handle upon this plane of existence.
      I am told that I will actually be okay with it. That I should not worry, that I should just open the door and allow the memories the release from my heart they have been waiting for so long.
      Interesting thought that our emotions, our memories, our troubles sometimes long for release from us. For us to allow them to go in peace and forgiveness.
      So I stand in front of the door which holds the box to Encha's darkest memories. I turn the key, waiting for my husband to first bring me my coffee before I will advance inside to open the elusive box I have finally found within this locked room.

21h37pm: Advancing slowly, picking out the oldest memories within sequence, one at a time. Not advancing too fast for comfort, knowing that what is still to come is all very complex memories of good intermingled with bad, with evil, with still not comprehending after all the chronological 'time' after these happenings.
      Take it easy, allowing only one memory at a time to surface, to show itself, to be written for this World I now reside upon and within.
      Frequent breaks between work. Lots of coffee. Lots of sugar. I feel sick to my stomach, yet this body want food, but the Soul-Spirit does not.

22h39pm: I remember now, as I dig around, one frame of information at a time. The soldiers had a saying. What happens on Encha, stays on Encha. You did not take Encha home. You left her at the portal, carrying on with your life when you leave.
      I remember me and Ariel. I remember why Encha is so deeply buried. Was so undeniably locked up. It is because I lost my soul-mate on that planet. And not just in the physical sense of the word.
      Because of the Rogue Lizard, she was destroyed completely. He was vanquished.  Both were obliterated back into the base element of aether where one's soul became one again with The Creator.
      In the instant before death, I now know that she did it for me. She protected me, trying to keep me under the radar of the Lizard.

24April2011 Sunday 00h21am: No bed for me just yet. More memories being released, all started with one small trigger. I am crying again as the little details are being presented to me. How to give this out to this world? How so much heartache can be carried by one single being?
      The tears spill over my cheeks, gushing into my neck, collecting into my clothes. I take a handkerchief and weep into it, not loud enough for my husband to hear. Not loud enough for my children to wake up.
      Just a release of all the heartache that had been stashed within a dark, dank box.
      My husband stated that I am busy with a difficult bit, otherwise I would have been typing. Confirmed this. He will know when he reads this part of my previous life. I know now why I have hidden it so well, even from me, the grief is still shallow, digging through to this current life I am living at the moment.
      It is probably time to let this go as well. It is time to release and unveil that which had stayed behind on Encha. That which was never talked about, never mentioned once you left that place, locked up in a strong-box and hidden in a locked room so that you do not ever have to return to it.
      But now I have been ordered to and it is too hard to bear. My heart wants to break all anew, for that one single entity is part of everything now. No longer an individual. And it was not her choice. She did it for me. And I destroyed her. I destroyed her completely. How can one ever forgive oneself for that atrocity? How?
      I know that it was the only way.
      I have never revealed my feelings to anyone before. Not in the lifetime of Han Storm anyway. No-one ever discussed Encha after we've opened her up and destroyed the Lizards. No-one ever asked what happened that day.
      We all kept quiet, too afraid and too emotionally depleted to bring that negativity to the fore.
      And now I am paying for it. Hundreds of Thousands of years after the incident. I am paying for it. My family is paying for it, because I become not myself. I become someone else and I do not know if I am strong enough within this body to handle it.
      Feeling empty and depleted. Warn out by the responsibility to bring my lives to this World.
      Limbo.
      Protecting myself from the emotional overload.
      Limbo.
      I want to sleep, but sleep will bring only more detailed memories . . .
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Tuesday, October 23, 2018

Journeys of a Psychic: The Emotional Impact of writing about Past Lives - Life Purpose


Writing about writing - The Emotional Impact of writing about Past Lives - Life Purpose


The Emotional Impact of writing about Past Lives
Excerpt from Journeys of a Psychic, The Chronicles of Han

Life Purpose

23 April 2010
        Had some trouble relating again today. It is difficult having to work in more than one environment and having to keep my attention here on this physical for work tomorrow.
        It is a huge responsibility and my husband keeps on asking if I am ok, and what is wrong.         
I know I have other things to do and time here clashes with what I need to do and where I need to go, and the worst is that I need to give my full attention to the other side and I cannot, resulting in this half-state of being. Neither here, nor there and tomorrow I need to be all here on Earth.

        I think what bowls me out is that I suddenly have to remember more than I care to do. Delving into the darker things and unhappier experiences of MySelf, is never the most wonderful thing to do.   Dealing with all this old and ancient stuff makes me feel different.
        Different is the word for I cannot describe what exactly I feel and what exactly is going on with me. It is not within the range of emotional terms within the English language. I do not know if there is a word near what I feel that might be able to describe how I feel.
        Lost also does not do it for I know exactly where I am and where I have come from. Maybe the word loss is more adequate. Loss for I am going through a grieving process for lost entities that I have not had contact with in . . . lets just say, a very long time.
        Now the book is dragging up issues and entities of times I had been through before. All for the sake of a book? That I do not think. 
This book is not just a book. As with everything else I do in life, I do everything with a specific purpose. Nothing is random, even if this body-consciousness did not get the message the first time around.
        Where am I, as an entity, going to within this life? The road ahead is set and should be clear, but things are still unfolding.
       
H Gibson - What is my ultimate task within this life?
Thomas - To remind everyone that you touch within this life who they truly are. To be the Activation Catalyst as you know you are.

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Monday, October 22, 2018

#Review - The Chronicles of Han - The Real Thing


#Review - The Chronicles of Han - The Real Thing



"Hi Han

I am in the middle of re-reading book 1. 
Now that I know the basic facts, it is fascinating to watch out for the finer details and descriptions as they unfold.  

I can never understand how anybody can regard these books as made up fantasy, when one considers the incredibly detailed accounts of every move Han makes, as well as his own emotions.  

I always had this rather vague notion that everything on the other side happens as if by magic, and never considered that the entities on the other side also have to work hard at making events unfold in the "right " way on this side.

So. because I take the contents of these books  for "real" and have a serious interest in the spiritual world and personal and spiritual development, I am constantly "enlightened" by the teachings and insights that are revealed.  

The fact that I know the author and one of the other main characters who have since passed over, makes the whole experience even more amazing. 

This explains why I have lost interest in reading other "made up" stories because I have found the "real" thing.

Love
Rachel"

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Sunday, October 21, 2018

Journeys of a Psychic - Is there a method to enhance or accelerate metaphysical abilities quicker?


Is there a method to enhance or accelerate metaphysical abilities quicker?
Yes, read The Chronicles of Han. Many therapists and practitioners have found that their skills increased dramatically without doing anything but read an enjoyable adventure. 
The words work on the subconscious and opens you up gently. It is advised to start at Part 1 to receive the full benefit.
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Saturday, October 20, 2018

Journeys of a Psychic: What do you do 'for a living'?


When people ask what you do for a living, how do you respond?

I say I'm an author, with most people not seeming to hear this part, skipping the suggestion of asking me about my books, going straight to "(That is interesting) What else do you do?" as if being an author is not a career option.

Unfortunately, writing and publishing books are generally believed to be just a hobby done by the wayside at a whim without effort from the author at all. Never mind you spending two years (or longer) of your life to bring a book to publish.
(Conclusion in 2019 - I feel this uptake of writing and publishing books to be a hobby is unfortunately true, a time consuming and very expensive one. The sad part is many authors agree as few 'make money', never mind a living from their books.)

Okay, so you wish to know 'what else I 'do'?

Me: "I dabble in crystals, psychic phenomenon and energy manipulation."
Inquirer: "Come on, you must surely be kidding? What do you do for a living?"
Me: "I'm a non-practicing ordained minister and the originator of an anti-ageing cosmetic company."
That one is a hard one to swallow and I always get a funny look.
Me: "True story. I died, had near death experiences, was sent back and healed completely from third degree burns to 35% of my body. This adventure has seen the birth of many Mystic Educational Past Life Recollection books, and Natural Skin Products that had improved the lives of thousand of people."
By this time the person would either politely excused themselves and leave in a hurry, or become a life-long fan.

Yes, sometimes the truth is weirder than fiction. Stick around. Visit my website. Have a read. You might just learn a few things in the process or at least be entertained.

Friday, October 19, 2018

Journeys of a Psychic: Past Life Memories Revealed


"Past Life Memories Revealed

The Chronicles of Han bring people a glimpse into other ways of being, other ways of experiencing.

A lot of people that read The Chronicles of Han come back to me, stating that they are familiar with some of the content within the books and that the interaction between life in physical and spiritual form suddenly make a lot more sense.

It was not my original intention to allow people to grow and heal through reading The Chronicles of Han. I started to write the books to heal myself. By simply retelling my lives from so long ago, they exploded into proper books. My husband and a host of fans cannot wait to read the rest of my retellings, finding it extremely exciting narratives.

The Chronicles of Han depicts my journey in growing into who I am at the moment.

All I can say is that I am more content now than ever before upon a physical world, knowing that when I leave, no physical experience that happened here is of importance, only the emotional experiences and how I have chosen to deal with it.

I can only write from my own individual experiences. Experiences that seem to be incredulous, yet it is healing so many Soul-Spirits on Earth.

Han Gibson, 2011"

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