Haujeancontactee
31st August 2012, 07:32
In January of 2006 I began experiencing open contact with a tall dark skinned human race of beings that identified their selves as Huajeans. From 1974 (my birth date) until the end of 2005 I had passive contact where at times they had made me aware of their presence in my life but not to the point of showing their selves to me. During certain times in my life when I wasn't torn over religion I thought of them as angels. Other times I had no idea what they were and why strange events were taking place in my life. What I want to share with everyone is a past life memory that I was allowed to remember and one that I've had with me since as early as I can remember. Portions of this memory had faded over time but when I got to my later teens I began having flashbacks of the experience that makes up my past life memory. The flashbacks were sudden and spread apart. I remember having several over a period of a few years and each one either filled in a portion of the memory that I lost, or it added to the memory as a whole. It's interesting to note that all of the flash backs were in consecutive order which at the time demonstrated that someone was in control of what I was remembering. When open contact started I was able verify what I was experiencing in the past life memory and who was behind the controlled flashbacks and the other phenomena that I had experienced.
The memory goes like this. I was in clinical setting of some kind. There are several other people around me, it seems like 3-4. The typical white fog is present to prevent me from either seeing my surroundings fully or it could be part of the technology they are using, or both. This memory could have also been altered where the fog was added to the memory itself. Also, the usual darkened face memory alteration was also present. For what ever reason both in my memories and contact experiences the face is often in shadow or they put a black box over the eye area. The immediate difference in this memory that stands out is that we are all speaking to one another telepathically. My mind is also much clearer in that memory than it has been in my current lifetime. I had greater mental capabilities than we have here. Besides for the telepathy I remember being able to clearly see my own memories in a much clearer and intensified way than the way we remember things here. Perhaps an artist can do this but I certainly cannot now, and have never been able to see images that clearly in my mind.
I'm in the medical room or lab setting and there's a table of some kind. It's not clear at all but it feels like this table has a significant amount of technology attached to it. It could even be some type of a chamber, I can't remember it clear enough to say either way. I just remember that during the first half of the memory I'm standing up discussing as well as arguing with these people over the lifetime that I'm about to enter. My greatest fear was to either be made blind or mentally handicapped. They had something like this planned for me but they had a way blocking me telepathically form picking it up. So I kept stressing the point of how such a thing simply wasn't going to work. And then I had this very clear memory as I began thinking about a very close friend that came here before me. And how they had made him mentally handicapped. I could see his face extremely clear in my mind as he was in the world that I was currently in at that time. And then I could see him as he was here. I didn't see his face in this memory, instead I could see him sitting at a distance in a wheel chair in the middle of a city sidewalk with high rise buildings and heavy traffic around him. For some reason Chicago comes to mind but it could have been anywhere in the US. I say this because it looked like a typical big city in the USA. I also remember him being African American in this life time that he was sent here to live.
And then I remember them coming over to me after they were on the other side of the room. I was asked what race that I wanted to be and I was given the choice of black or white. I chose white because of the racial problems that were present. And then I tried to make some humor out of the situation by making a comment about liking white skin as if it was like changing clothing. The interesting thing about all of these exchanges is that there are various levels of telepathy from sensing an emotion, to a total concept transference, and then simply being able to talk to someone as if you were speaking to them. This is where you hear their voice and can also see their face in your minds eye. There are other cases were you can hear a voice in your head but the voice is vague enough to be confused with your inner voice, although the voice clearly isn't coming from you. In this memory I couldn't make out their individual voices, instead it was more of a total thought transference with breaks where a voice could be heard but this portion of the memory has been altered. I'm assuming that it was altered because they wouldn't be masking their voices from me at that point. I've had them mask their voices in the past but it was done to limit contact in the same way their faces are often shaded in black. The other interesting thing is that I'm remembering it as if it were spoken in English. Exactly how that works I don't know but I do know that in order to remember what was being said, I would have to also remember the language that I was speaking because I know it wasn't English. The language difference is also another alteration put in place to limit my overall memory of my previous self.
The next thing that I was told had to do with the handicap that I knew they were going to assign to me. I was told that I would have a speech impairment. Which I've had to deal with all my life. I'm to the point where it's under control but it's something that's held me back my whole life and it was done to me for that and for other reasons. I remember thinking to myself on how I was going to make a living which such a problem. At which point I remembered thinking about the other lifetimes that I had to spend on Earth and how I never had to deal with a speech problem before. This portion of the memory was left in so that I would remember that I had been here several times before. I don't know how many times I had been here but it was at least 2-3 plus. While I was contemplating my previous lifetimes on Earth I also had the recollection of being a teacher of some kind which was my job in the lifetime I was currently in as a Haujean. There are no debt to any of these recollections because I can only remember exactly how I had initially thought of them while I was pondering my dilemma of coming to this world under such challenges. I also found out why I was so worried about them making me blind. I found this out in 2006 when I was reunited with a former family member from my previous life. They had made her legally blind since birth due to congenital cataracts and glaucoma.
After dealing with their eventual admission over some of the challenges I was set up to face in my lifetime on Earth I laid down on the table device that I mentioned earlier. I remember several of the staff that were present leaning over me and continuing our telepathic discussion but I can't remember what was said. Then I remember leaving my body and going into a bright white haze where a 12 week old developing fetus came into view. It was surrounded by this bright white light or haze and this was the body that I was getting ready to enter in front of me. It's also the body that I'm currently in. After that I sense that I entered a dream or a sleep state within this body and the memory ends.
I was told that there was a reason for me being placed in that body at the 12th week after conception. Right around the twelfth week enough brain activity is present to either create a new soul, or for an existing one to enter. At the time when I was told about this past life memory in one of my early contact experiences was attending a few college courses. I later consulted my college biology textbook and I was able to match my memory with a drawing showing a fetus at week 12 after conception which verified what I was told.
This memory has been key to keeping myself grounded throughout my open contact experiences. Without it I would have had some serious doubts on whether these beings were telling me the truth about myself. I've got a few other memories that I had received in flash back form after open contact began in 2006. I'm going to discuss one more in this post.
This one involves myself and my sister in that lifetime named Hdisebe. The memory is of her and I signing a marriage contract. In their world there is no death. They clone their bodies and just move from the old one to the new one when their previous body has begun to wear out. They also do not age and they all appear to be in their early 20's. Because they have total control over their genetics marriage between siblings is allowed. They also provide the option for a person to change their sex. The reason why I was allowed to remember this marriage contact signing is because I had divorced Hdisebe prior to being sent here in a controlled lifetime. She has been the main source of my contact experiences, but not entirely. The purpose was and still is for our contact sessions to be a monitored and controlled therapeutic interaction experience. The memory is short and goes like this.
I find myself sitting in a chair with Hdisebe sitting to my right. We are in the lobby of a large office building. The wall which I can see to my left is slanted like the inside of a pyramid would be. It reminded me a lot of the pyramid Luxor in Las Vegas only this was built out of huge slabs of what looks like Marble or some other fancy stone and there was dividing walls making up large open rooms. The area that I'm sitting in was carpeted and had a lot of seats arranged in rows. It was a waiting area and on one side there was a large circular desk or counter with desks in the center and several counters around the perimeter. We were sitting at one of the counter stations in these two chairs with the rows of chairs behind us and to our sides. In front of us was this blonde haired bronze skinned guy who was of the Josian race. This is a sister race of the Haujeans. Both races cohabitate and interbreed with one another, yet they originated on different worlds. This guy is wearing a white toga which I'm told is a common uniform in some government positions. On the other side of this big circular office counter is an uncarpeted walkway leading from the entrance doors of this huge building. I can see these really tall glass doors that lead out to what seems like a city street. I can't see out of the doors because of the angle that I'm sitting at but I just feel there is a city street out there. I also see this guy walking or pacing along this walkway near these big glass doors. The sun is shining brightly through the glass and onto the walkway where the man is pacing. All of what I've described takes place over a couple of seconds. And then my focus is on the guy wearing the toga who is sitting on the other side of the circular counter. Once again this man's face has a dark shadow over it so I cannot see what he looks like. He then hands me this large ergonomic pen. It looks like one of those pens with the big rubber grips on them. And what's interesting is that when he hands me the pen he over emphasizes the passing of the pen with his body language. It's like he's handing me something very official to sign the contract with. I can't describe it very well but you should get the picture. All I can say is that his arm doesn't move directly forward to pass me the pen, instead he hands it to me in an arching motion to emphasize the importance of the marriage contract that I'm signing.
The memory ends there. I've got a few others that I'll share in another post.
Nate
The memory goes like this. I was in clinical setting of some kind. There are several other people around me, it seems like 3-4. The typical white fog is present to prevent me from either seeing my surroundings fully or it could be part of the technology they are using, or both. This memory could have also been altered where the fog was added to the memory itself. Also, the usual darkened face memory alteration was also present. For what ever reason both in my memories and contact experiences the face is often in shadow or they put a black box over the eye area. The immediate difference in this memory that stands out is that we are all speaking to one another telepathically. My mind is also much clearer in that memory than it has been in my current lifetime. I had greater mental capabilities than we have here. Besides for the telepathy I remember being able to clearly see my own memories in a much clearer and intensified way than the way we remember things here. Perhaps an artist can do this but I certainly cannot now, and have never been able to see images that clearly in my mind.
I'm in the medical room or lab setting and there's a table of some kind. It's not clear at all but it feels like this table has a significant amount of technology attached to it. It could even be some type of a chamber, I can't remember it clear enough to say either way. I just remember that during the first half of the memory I'm standing up discussing as well as arguing with these people over the lifetime that I'm about to enter. My greatest fear was to either be made blind or mentally handicapped. They had something like this planned for me but they had a way blocking me telepathically form picking it up. So I kept stressing the point of how such a thing simply wasn't going to work. And then I had this very clear memory as I began thinking about a very close friend that came here before me. And how they had made him mentally handicapped. I could see his face extremely clear in my mind as he was in the world that I was currently in at that time. And then I could see him as he was here. I didn't see his face in this memory, instead I could see him sitting at a distance in a wheel chair in the middle of a city sidewalk with high rise buildings and heavy traffic around him. For some reason Chicago comes to mind but it could have been anywhere in the US. I say this because it looked like a typical big city in the USA. I also remember him being African American in this life time that he was sent here to live.
And then I remember them coming over to me after they were on the other side of the room. I was asked what race that I wanted to be and I was given the choice of black or white. I chose white because of the racial problems that were present. And then I tried to make some humor out of the situation by making a comment about liking white skin as if it was like changing clothing. The interesting thing about all of these exchanges is that there are various levels of telepathy from sensing an emotion, to a total concept transference, and then simply being able to talk to someone as if you were speaking to them. This is where you hear their voice and can also see their face in your minds eye. There are other cases were you can hear a voice in your head but the voice is vague enough to be confused with your inner voice, although the voice clearly isn't coming from you. In this memory I couldn't make out their individual voices, instead it was more of a total thought transference with breaks where a voice could be heard but this portion of the memory has been altered. I'm assuming that it was altered because they wouldn't be masking their voices from me at that point. I've had them mask their voices in the past but it was done to limit contact in the same way their faces are often shaded in black. The other interesting thing is that I'm remembering it as if it were spoken in English. Exactly how that works I don't know but I do know that in order to remember what was being said, I would have to also remember the language that I was speaking because I know it wasn't English. The language difference is also another alteration put in place to limit my overall memory of my previous self.
The next thing that I was told had to do with the handicap that I knew they were going to assign to me. I was told that I would have a speech impairment. Which I've had to deal with all my life. I'm to the point where it's under control but it's something that's held me back my whole life and it was done to me for that and for other reasons. I remember thinking to myself on how I was going to make a living which such a problem. At which point I remembered thinking about the other lifetimes that I had to spend on Earth and how I never had to deal with a speech problem before. This portion of the memory was left in so that I would remember that I had been here several times before. I don't know how many times I had been here but it was at least 2-3 plus. While I was contemplating my previous lifetimes on Earth I also had the recollection of being a teacher of some kind which was my job in the lifetime I was currently in as a Haujean. There are no debt to any of these recollections because I can only remember exactly how I had initially thought of them while I was pondering my dilemma of coming to this world under such challenges. I also found out why I was so worried about them making me blind. I found this out in 2006 when I was reunited with a former family member from my previous life. They had made her legally blind since birth due to congenital cataracts and glaucoma.
After dealing with their eventual admission over some of the challenges I was set up to face in my lifetime on Earth I laid down on the table device that I mentioned earlier. I remember several of the staff that were present leaning over me and continuing our telepathic discussion but I can't remember what was said. Then I remember leaving my body and going into a bright white haze where a 12 week old developing fetus came into view. It was surrounded by this bright white light or haze and this was the body that I was getting ready to enter in front of me. It's also the body that I'm currently in. After that I sense that I entered a dream or a sleep state within this body and the memory ends.
I was told that there was a reason for me being placed in that body at the 12th week after conception. Right around the twelfth week enough brain activity is present to either create a new soul, or for an existing one to enter. At the time when I was told about this past life memory in one of my early contact experiences was attending a few college courses. I later consulted my college biology textbook and I was able to match my memory with a drawing showing a fetus at week 12 after conception which verified what I was told.
This memory has been key to keeping myself grounded throughout my open contact experiences. Without it I would have had some serious doubts on whether these beings were telling me the truth about myself. I've got a few other memories that I had received in flash back form after open contact began in 2006. I'm going to discuss one more in this post.
This one involves myself and my sister in that lifetime named Hdisebe. The memory is of her and I signing a marriage contract. In their world there is no death. They clone their bodies and just move from the old one to the new one when their previous body has begun to wear out. They also do not age and they all appear to be in their early 20's. Because they have total control over their genetics marriage between siblings is allowed. They also provide the option for a person to change their sex. The reason why I was allowed to remember this marriage contact signing is because I had divorced Hdisebe prior to being sent here in a controlled lifetime. She has been the main source of my contact experiences, but not entirely. The purpose was and still is for our contact sessions to be a monitored and controlled therapeutic interaction experience. The memory is short and goes like this.
I find myself sitting in a chair with Hdisebe sitting to my right. We are in the lobby of a large office building. The wall which I can see to my left is slanted like the inside of a pyramid would be. It reminded me a lot of the pyramid Luxor in Las Vegas only this was built out of huge slabs of what looks like Marble or some other fancy stone and there was dividing walls making up large open rooms. The area that I'm sitting in was carpeted and had a lot of seats arranged in rows. It was a waiting area and on one side there was a large circular desk or counter with desks in the center and several counters around the perimeter. We were sitting at one of the counter stations in these two chairs with the rows of chairs behind us and to our sides. In front of us was this blonde haired bronze skinned guy who was of the Josian race. This is a sister race of the Haujeans. Both races cohabitate and interbreed with one another, yet they originated on different worlds. This guy is wearing a white toga which I'm told is a common uniform in some government positions. On the other side of this big circular office counter is an uncarpeted walkway leading from the entrance doors of this huge building. I can see these really tall glass doors that lead out to what seems like a city street. I can't see out of the doors because of the angle that I'm sitting at but I just feel there is a city street out there. I also see this guy walking or pacing along this walkway near these big glass doors. The sun is shining brightly through the glass and onto the walkway where the man is pacing. All of what I've described takes place over a couple of seconds. And then my focus is on the guy wearing the toga who is sitting on the other side of the circular counter. Once again this man's face has a dark shadow over it so I cannot see what he looks like. He then hands me this large ergonomic pen. It looks like one of those pens with the big rubber grips on them. And what's interesting is that when he hands me the pen he over emphasizes the passing of the pen with his body language. It's like he's handing me something very official to sign the contract with. I can't describe it very well but you should get the picture. All I can say is that his arm doesn't move directly forward to pass me the pen, instead he hands it to me in an arching motion to emphasize the importance of the marriage contract that I'm signing.
The memory ends there. I've got a few others that I'll share in another post.
Nate