My journey to QHHT
In 1989 at the age of 12 I had my first hypnosis experience. It was not QHHT but in that experience my mind saw images that fascinated me, so much so that I spent the summer replicating that technique on my friends. I would go to sleepovers just to explore this new fascination. One such night, during a hypnotic exploration, my friend in a state of trance said a guy has appeared before him and told him we must stop, we cannot go any further. We ignored this request and within moments the loudest clap of thunder I have ever heard shook the house so hard it snapped my friend out of the trance. Terrified, we quickly rolled over and pretended to sleep without saying a word. From that moment on I was sure there was “something” out there and it would not suffer trifling little boys.
Fast-forward 25 years
One day as a newer member of a 12-step recovery group I am listening to my fellows discuss their experience with a higher power. As the discussion goes around the room I am looking inward and finding nothing, emptiness, no connection to a higher power in any way. This realization was upsetting, and I cried the whole way home. The next morning, scrolling through Facebook, a post caught my attention. The post was about a book called The Three Waves of Volunteers and the New Earth by Dolores Cannon. I immediately left to purchase this book and began reading it that morning. As I read through the pages, I began to feel that I was not alone in some experiences that I had. I wondered if the water phenomenon described in the book as taking place at a conference in Australia was similar to the thunderclap that scared the crap out of me when I was 12. Also, the information in the book was coming through using a hypnosis technique. This got me thinking about all those years ago when I was exploring hypnosis. I sensed that this was evidence of the “something” out there.
Reconnected
Before I was done reading The Three Waves of Volunteers and the New Earth, my life changed. The sense of a higher power/higher self, they, them, made clear “they” never left me. They were only waiting for me to come back. It was as illuminating as finding a light switch on a wall in a dark room I had been lost in for a long time. They were right here, and we had work to do.
So it begins
During this initial reconnection to my Higher Self, I had a good call center job of 12 years. I was deeply satisfied and secure in the feeling that I could work there the rest of my life. I was purchasing a condo and felt like everything was going to be just fine, that I had finally made it. Three weeks before closing on the condo I lost my job. It was devastating. My fellows said God does not close a door without opening another one. I held this idea in hope, but I wasn’t able to get work in what I was doing and I lost the loan for the condo. After months of trying to get related work, I asked my Higher Self what should I do? They said it doesn’t matter. To me that didn’t feel like help, but I did decide to try something very different. I got a CDL-A license and drove a flatbed truck for 15 months. In that 15th month I concluded that wasn’t for me. “They” helped me reach this decision in addition to the fact I was only home 34 hours a week if that. I missed my fellows and was filled with road rage. January of 2020, I quit driving truck and came home. I enrolled in a class at the local community college and started looking for jobs. We all know what happened next - COVID. My class was cancelled, and I could not find work. Then I received a message from “them” in the form of two beautiful blue jay feathers. This is a way “they” communicate with me sometimes. Usually, it’s a playing card on the ground which I translate to the equivalent tarot card. I know when something on the ground is meant for me because I get a spidey-sense which is an unmistakable feeling. The blue jay feathers meant I would be coming into my own power. The next day a playing card was on the ground, but it was face down. In the age of COVID I wasn’t about to pick up a playing card even if I knew it was meant for me. The next time I walked by the card it had flipped over to show the ace of hearts. I relate that to the ace of cups which further supported the feathers. My time is coming - a direct knowing from the heart, a new burst of energy.
The crash course
My Higher Self is no fairy god mother, in fact, far from it. Damn Hollywood and Disney for putting unrealistic expectations in our heads! I had a few pieces of “the puzzle” I have come to feel were truth over the years but now the puzzle is being put together so I can see the big picture. Much happened during the year of COVID. To me I felt like I was in a cocoon. It was very transformative. Still, I was needing to do something to support my existence here in the phenomenal plane. In October, my attention was once again drawn to Dolores Cannon. That book and being reconnected to my Higher Self in such a profound and transformative way. Could I be a QHHT practitioner? I thought about it all day, reviewing the website, reading testimonials, reflecting on my own life. The next day, October 19th, 2020 I decided YES.
Emerging from the cocoon
Within this time frame I learned to not follow the leadership of the egoic mind and instead turn to the quiet guidance of the Higher Self. I learned that what you put in is what you get out, aka you reap what you sow. I discovered my “putting in” was my sense of gratitude for what I have instead of focusing on what I don’t have. Law of attraction, it doesn’t need my help it only needs my vibe. I learned to follow my heart as an internal compass. I learned to see past the duality of our world and see only the ultimate, singular truth. I wake each day with an unshakable peace and serenity. I am now the man my Higher Self needed me to be. It is an honor to share the QHHT experience with another person. Each session is uniquely beautiful and healing. That door I hoped was there when I lost my job in 2018 I am now on the other side of. What a beautiful new world.
In 1989 at the age of 12 I had my first hypnosis experience. It was not QHHT but in that experience my mind saw images that fascinated me, so much so that I spent the summer replicating that technique on my friends. I would go to sleepovers just to explore this new fascination. One such night, during a hypnotic exploration, my friend in a state of trance said a guy has appeared before him and told him we must stop, we cannot go any further. We ignored this request and within moments the loudest clap of thunder I have ever heard shook the house so hard it snapped my friend out of the trance. Terrified, we quickly rolled over and pretended to sleep without saying a word. From that moment on I was sure there was “something” out there and it would not suffer trifling little boys.
Fast-forward 25 years
One day as a newer member of a 12-step recovery group I am listening to my fellows discuss their experience with a higher power. As the discussion goes around the room I am looking inward and finding nothing, emptiness, no connection to a higher power in any way. This realization was upsetting, and I cried the whole way home. The next morning, scrolling through Facebook, a post caught my attention. The post was about a book called The Three Waves of Volunteers and the New Earth by Dolores Cannon. I immediately left to purchase this book and began reading it that morning. As I read through the pages, I began to feel that I was not alone in some experiences that I had. I wondered if the water phenomenon described in the book as taking place at a conference in Australia was similar to the thunderclap that scared the crap out of me when I was 12. Also, the information in the book was coming through using a hypnosis technique. This got me thinking about all those years ago when I was exploring hypnosis. I sensed that this was evidence of the “something” out there.
Reconnected
Before I was done reading The Three Waves of Volunteers and the New Earth, my life changed. The sense of a higher power/higher self, they, them, made clear “they” never left me. They were only waiting for me to come back. It was as illuminating as finding a light switch on a wall in a dark room I had been lost in for a long time. They were right here, and we had work to do.
So it begins
During this initial reconnection to my Higher Self, I had a good call center job of 12 years. I was deeply satisfied and secure in the feeling that I could work there the rest of my life. I was purchasing a condo and felt like everything was going to be just fine, that I had finally made it. Three weeks before closing on the condo I lost my job. It was devastating. My fellows said God does not close a door without opening another one. I held this idea in hope, but I wasn’t able to get work in what I was doing and I lost the loan for the condo. After months of trying to get related work, I asked my Higher Self what should I do? They said it doesn’t matter. To me that didn’t feel like help, but I did decide to try something very different. I got a CDL-A license and drove a flatbed truck for 15 months. In that 15th month I concluded that wasn’t for me. “They” helped me reach this decision in addition to the fact I was only home 34 hours a week if that. I missed my fellows and was filled with road rage. January of 2020, I quit driving truck and came home. I enrolled in a class at the local community college and started looking for jobs. We all know what happened next - COVID. My class was cancelled, and I could not find work. Then I received a message from “them” in the form of two beautiful blue jay feathers. This is a way “they” communicate with me sometimes. Usually, it’s a playing card on the ground which I translate to the equivalent tarot card. I know when something on the ground is meant for me because I get a spidey-sense which is an unmistakable feeling. The blue jay feathers meant I would be coming into my own power. The next day a playing card was on the ground, but it was face down. In the age of COVID I wasn’t about to pick up a playing card even if I knew it was meant for me. The next time I walked by the card it had flipped over to show the ace of hearts. I relate that to the ace of cups which further supported the feathers. My time is coming - a direct knowing from the heart, a new burst of energy.
The crash course
My Higher Self is no fairy god mother, in fact, far from it. Damn Hollywood and Disney for putting unrealistic expectations in our heads! I had a few pieces of “the puzzle” I have come to feel were truth over the years but now the puzzle is being put together so I can see the big picture. Much happened during the year of COVID. To me I felt like I was in a cocoon. It was very transformative. Still, I was needing to do something to support my existence here in the phenomenal plane. In October, my attention was once again drawn to Dolores Cannon. That book and being reconnected to my Higher Self in such a profound and transformative way. Could I be a QHHT practitioner? I thought about it all day, reviewing the website, reading testimonials, reflecting on my own life. The next day, October 19th, 2020 I decided YES.
Emerging from the cocoon
Within this time frame I learned to not follow the leadership of the egoic mind and instead turn to the quiet guidance of the Higher Self. I learned that what you put in is what you get out, aka you reap what you sow. I discovered my “putting in” was my sense of gratitude for what I have instead of focusing on what I don’t have. Law of attraction, it doesn’t need my help it only needs my vibe. I learned to follow my heart as an internal compass. I learned to see past the duality of our world and see only the ultimate, singular truth. I wake each day with an unshakable peace and serenity. I am now the man my Higher Self needed me to be. It is an honor to share the QHHT experience with another person. Each session is uniquely beautiful and healing. That door I hoped was there when I lost my job in 2018 I am now on the other side of. What a beautiful new world.