A young woman Kathleen arrived last week, recommended by her boyfriend and his sister that both took their Quantum Healing Hypnosis Therapy sessions with me last year. You’ll notice the natural beauty in which the story unfolds, this unfoldment of a QHHT journey is for me a good example of how being open and trusting of your personal experience from the start of your QHHT session leads and builds in detail and depth and in this case, element after element…

Kathleen had suffered from anxietyPTSD, bowel disease and repeated kidney infections and wanted to have a clearer understanding of her life purpose, and why she felt so anxious and disconnected from the world. She also spoke about being visited by aliens (Greys) in the night since childhood, and lucid dreaming and sleep paralysis were a regular occurrence for her.

The scene begins dark then red, there was some intense light, and she felt emotional, then red with dark shapes including circles in fire and feelings of being really hot, like the fire was dancing all around her. She saw a beach and black rocks and the sky, she said; “The red teases me and feels heavy, it’s dancing, red flows through everything, I feel connected to it. The black rock is part of a volcano, and my feet feel nice in the water”.

The scene turns white and she sees an eye, then the red again and tears as she said, “I do not want to be here”.

She went through a tunnel, it opened up under water and from underneath she could see boats floating above and fishing, lines being thrown in. She became very calm and at peace as she sunk down further away from the surface of the water and started to feel heavy as the water became dark. She felt connected with the water without a separate body,

“That’s really strong!” she said and became emotional, with the realisation of being the ocean.

“I am not scared, I am part of it.” She saw sunshine rippling on the surface, it was a really nice temperature. She continued to observe the boats and the fisherman’s hooks from this perspective. “It’s relaxing and calm, it just is… It’s everything… I am the water, the Spirit of water.” She sighed. “Trees are above me. I feel One. It feels really nice.” (Becomes emotional again).

She looked at an oak tree and smiled. She saw the tops of some old boats and the reflection of the trees.

The sky changed colour and became darker, and colder. The boats had gone, and it was peaceful. She smiled “The trees are dancing in the wind for me… I know them.” She cried, “Life is just breathing and I’m breathing with it too.” Clouds floated past in the dark night sky, and it started to rain. (She laughs.) “The sea is part of everything.”

Droplets appeared above. “Everything is moving but I am changing, I’m going up! The clouds are getting closer and it’s really nice, I’m going into the cloud, it’s less heavy. I can see birds going past now, a dove, a white bird. I’m looking at the trees from above, it feels like I know everything. I am not scared of anything because I just am. I am here. There’s bits of electricity around me, I don’t mind, it’s loud like thunder but I don’t mind.”

The sky starts to clear as it becomes lighter. She feels she is back in the water again, and sees the trees again. “I see red again… (Emotional) the trees are on fire, I don’t like it and I can’t do anything, the trees were my friends, the fire takes them away… I’m being blown now, I see little spirals, I feel really cool and lighter too. Green, blue colours, I’m going through everything now fast… I don’t care I just need to let go. I am everything! It feels wonderful!” (She was emotional in joy.)

“This body is limitless I can’t feel pain because there is no receptacle because I feel so wonderful! I just am. There’s lots of movement, back and forth, up and down and around. I can see the fire again… This time I feel like I am blowing around the fire. We are working together” Then she blows out through her mouth. “Its like I can be anything. It’s getting lighter, energy, life is just flowing its just breathing, I am just here and it is so amazing. It’s not trying to command me and I’m not trying to command it. I see a wave of white light dancing around me. I still see the trees. I still see the orbs moving in the sky. I can be in the trees or just in the ground. It just feels really good, this is like my home… “ Said with tears of emotion.

“A big bubble just went over me and moved me… There is something coming from the sky, dropping through the sky. It broke the clouds up and came through, I’m underneath it. It’s a red smoky sky and theres things dropping out of it. Things flying fast. I see a spaceship made of glass, its shiny, in dimensions I’ve never seen before, 3D and it’s coming down towards me. It opens up like a flower from the bottom of the spaceship, there are blue lights. They pull me up. She becomes emotional again.

“I have a different body with gold shoes,I’m carrying a stick with a crystal on the end, I feel strong, I feel like I want to go home. There are black things falling out of the sky, its like a war. There is a ship, but I feel like I need to stay, I need to help. But I want to go home, I feel like I don’t really know what to do. The ship looks really beautiful, and everything else is dark and not nice. I have long fingers, 4 of them! I feel like I’m the only one that’s here, there’s no-one like me. The crystal on my stick is pale blue I can put it in the ground and I can feel everything…”

This androgynous being researches and helps most of its time.

“I want to heal but theres a lot of bad things happening. I don’t know where I am. It feels like one of those things is going to fall on me.”

It then turns white everywhere and feels really good, this scene has transitioned into being with the light and reviewing what had happened in the life before.

“There are energies around me, I’m still, I don’t want to leave, its warm and safe. They’re talking to me, I talk about my life. I was happy to just be. I wanted to heal people but there were a lot of horrible things happening around me.”

I asked what was the learning?

“I just carry on, and didn’t need to let it effect me. I feel like I could tap into the energy of everything, not letting any bad go into me. I went into them and made it good and I feel like now somebody is giving me a big hug!”

The Subconscious spoke through her and offered further information about the learnings from the experience: Fire: Represented that she feels so angry sometimes. Water / Cloud / elements: “She can be part of everything. She can take something from each of those to help her. She needs to let go to feel connected to the natural world. Everything happens as its meant to happen, the cycle, she doesn’t need to worry. Everything is how it is meant to be. She knows.” Alien: ‘She has the ability now to heal. She always had that, she can start now. Just let go. She knows she’s powerful.” White Light: “She was with the Angels.

The Subconscious discussed her purpose,“Healing and making people happy, she has a lot of love and doesn’t know what to do with it. She needs to find a teacher to help her and meditate and just be in the now.”

When asked about the Alien visitations the Subconscious said, “We don’t want to frighten her, she gets scared about this. Nothing is going to hurt her, It’s happening for a reason. She just needs to meditate and be calm, not scared, They’re trying to help, and she needs to let them.”

She wanted to know why she felt so disconnected from reality, SC: “I think she already knows this, she gets stuck in the past or the future, stuck in something that is not in the now. She travels a lot. She needs to learn now how to not feel scared. Meditation and just being calm will help and we will help with this. She needs to trust herself.”

She wanted to know what to do with her lucid dreaming. The SC replied. “Creating, they are for her to learn to create and manifest. A tool to manifest and banish any bad and learn how to make good and be more lucid in her waking life and dreams.”

She had suffered from Anxiety much of her life and PTSD from childhood, bowel disease and kidney infections. The Subconscious gave information regarding the kidney infections. “Don’t try to fight it, don’t hold onto it. She holds on, feeding off energies and doesn’t know how to fight it. Just let it flow through, don’t fight it. She needs to protect herself and meditation will help her with this.”

The Subconscious confirmed it was giving healing to her stomach, and said, “Keep the hands clean, as they are her tools.” Energy rippled through her torso and chest as I observed the blanket rippling that covered her. “She needs to let go, let things flow.” Her chest was opened energetically because she had held onto a lot the SC said. “She needs to learn to breathe, open up and stay protected. Meditation will help her be more active with her body and find it easier to clear negativity and be more open to healing. She’ll notice these changes straight away.”

She was reminded to “Remember love!”

Feedback provided a few days later:

“When I arrived for my QHHT session I felt very anxious, but I left feeling the exact opposite. Natalie made me feel at ease right away, and I had the most beautiful, freeing experience, like nothing I was expecting. I left feeling totally calm and at one with everything. That night, I slept better than I had done in ages – no strange dreams or sleep paralysis which is something I’d been struggling with for a while. It’s been a day since I’ve had the session, and that feeling of calm and content is still very much present, I am looking forward to continuing my life’s journey with a new perspective and a new love for the world and all of its beauty. Thank you Natalie :)”

Quantum Healing Hypnosis with Past Life Regression appointments are available in Bournemouth, Dorset.

The Quantum Healing Hypnosis Therapy experience is unique to the individual, after the client and myself have a relaxed chat about their life and what they’d like to achieve, we then move on and it is the Subconscious that chooses the most relevant time and place to focus initially for the benefit of the persons development, and this part of the session can lead ANYWHERE… There maybe resources gained here, realisations, emotional patterns can be seen for what they are, so no longer have any hold over the individual, this part whether it be a past life regression, parallel life or future progression, acts much like a bedtime story to the child before they go to sleep, the regression / progression deepens the levels in order to get the clients questions answered. Most people report an energy exchange and the feeling of expansiveness and lightness after the session.

The following is an account of one gentleman’s Quantum Healing Hypnosis Therapy experience in his words and by permission of Chris:

“After the initial induction I found myself staring into nothing for one or two minutes. There were no sounds, shapes or feelings I could identify with, and as the minutes progressed I could only really sense an empty vacuum, which was laid out in front of me. Whilst more white than anything else, there was a warm, yellowish hue covering the entirety of it, much akin to staring into the sun with gently closed eyes. Any darkness that did exist was simply pushed to the side, lapping away at the edges until the brightness was all that existed.

At that juncture my instincts became more pronounced, and I felt a pull, a gentle sense of traction, before realising that the vacuum had become something I could almost touch. It was a brilliant white light that reverberated with energy, akin to a barrier or a force, yet there was an authority within it. My presence was known and I felt inferior, and whatever it was I felt accountable towards it.

The transition that followed was seamless. I was on a hard floor, possibly stone or marble, but almost certainly masonic. The room was dark and circular, at least twenty metres in diameter, although I couldn’t see the walls. But I knew where they were. There were etchings on the floor which paralleled the circular contours of the room. The ceiling was ceramic and heightened towards the centre. It was formal, ecclesiastical but not necessarily man-made. My vision was blurred, like an incomplete watercolour. But I knew the above. I could sense distance, shape, direction and substance. And I could hear.

It was clear immediately that I was being evaluated, in that I was in the presence of a council, or wise people as I referred to them at the time. I felt uneasy. The whispering was incessant and encircled the room like a wind. I couldn’t differentiate the words, but the subject of discussion, of thought, was me. My sight was impeded, my face seemingly pressed against the floor, but there was a distinct formality in tone. The tenor generally was one of disapproval, and I felt splayed on the ground like a number on a clockface, whilst those around me determined their readiness to intervene. Their frustration was palpable. In life, I’d possibly helped others as an excuse not to help myself. Here, my failings were contrived, and whatever assistance was being considered was being weighed against my sincerity to try. They had the potential to intervene, but would not do so in a manner likely to offset the need for responsibility from me. Only one chose to swim against the tide. Ironically, he seemed the most senior of all.

They weren’t conventionally human, in that they were unusually tall. I couldn’t quite see their faces, although their arms were very straight which gave their bodies an elongated, box-type appearance, but with ethereal robes both tattered and majestic, which ebbed and flowed as their garments trapped the underlying light. As the figure approached the others faded away, and we were alone. I knew that something would happen, although until now I hadn’t realised the nature of whose presence I was in. Upon drawing close his devastation cut me to the bone. He fell to his knees, his face contorted in despair, whilst I evaporated as I seeped through his fingers. In life I had imprisoned my potential, yet he had only wanted the best. The outside I didn’t recognise, but the inside was my father. He’d passed into spirit when I was a child.

A sense of urgency took hold. We were both standing, roughly ten metres apart. No words were spoken at first. A trough of energy passed directly from his head into mine. It was thick, white and continuous. I felt difficulties aligning initially, but the negativity within me was being pulverised. It wasn’t a download but a purging. He was making way for what was to come. Part of me was scared but we both knew it was necessary. This continued for some time. The strain and the pressure on him grew. He was beginning to arch his back, using the beam of light to lift me from the floor. It was as if he was trying to pull me past a certain point. My energy was being raised as I felt the lift. It was difficult, but I respected what he was trying to do. It was as if help from the other side was a responsibility bestowed, not a gift to be freely exploited whenever the need arose. Exhausted when finished, he made it clear it was for me to reciprocate, just not to him. Above all else I was being asked to commit to life and to try, just to try. A sense of responsibility was surging through me.

Upon leaving my father I was taken to another point in time. I was on a pavement, and the climate was soaring. Technology permeated and pulsed through everything. It was like a beating heart and I could feel it. The buildings were made almost entirely of glass, and I felt like I was in the financial district of a capital city, possibly Japan or Singapore. It wasn’t Christmas, but it may well have been. I felt brand new in an altogether different playground. Potential was everywhere.

Those around me were impatient. I wanted to absorb everything, to breathe it in. They were lost in the type of reality that I used to know, but I didn’t care. My priorities were different, my fashion sense also.

I was then progressed to where I was living. It was elevated, forming part of a skyscraper. The outer contours of the building were uneven, in that some of the apartments protruded more directly into the open air. It’s difficult to explain but some of the floors and the ceilings were either retractable or transparent, allowing the sky to blend with the building interiors, even at great heights. Entry was via a formal reception on the ground floor, and my apartment was decorated in creme and beige marble. It was stunning.

The food was restaurant standard, and I certainly hadn’t cooked it. My plate had a single rack of exquisite ribs which glistened in the light, and I felt a strong female presence to my left. I just couldn’t see her yet. I knew that she’d cooked for me, and that she was waiting nervously until I’d given her permission to speak. When she did communicate the words were delivered in a firm, affirmative tone, and were deliberately over-enunciated. I could hear her. I could lip-read what she was saying, and I could feel her emotions. I could resonate with the vibrations inside her head. “You need me.” That is what I was being told repeatedly. “We are a team.” Those were the comments that were being mouthed. I felt her strength immediately. She was determined, an expert in intention. And I knew that she was going to do something similar to what my father had done previously, although this time it would be a download as opposed to a clearing. It felt like I was being hard-wired, and that all I had to do was grant her permission. Her hands locked onto the temples on the side of my head. Her eye contact was unflinching, but this wasn’t a female thing; it was a soul thing. The white light beckoned once more. This time it was an installation. She was re-aligning me. It was like a drug and I loved it, and we’d been here before.

Once complete I was asked to focus on what I did for a living. I couldn’t guage it exactly, but I knew it was technology driven within the context of media or telecommunications generally. In real life I am very creative, although the opportunities don’t exist in my current field. There, I felt like the next Steve Job, where others worked to my tempo, rather than me their’s.

From that point I was progressed to an important day. It was a clifftop wedding. I knew exactly who the protagonists were. There were about thirty people present and the atmosphere was relaxed, slightly raucous maybe. It was as if I should have done it years earlier, and the audience were teasing. It didn’t matter. I could feel the grass on my feet and the sea breeze against my skin. She made me feel safe. I didn’t even need to look in her direction but I did. I felt it. I just knew. The subtle memories that stood out were the white trellacing against the blue sky, and that I was wearing a suit with nothing on my feet. Just little things that made it real. I felt whole.

Upon advancing further forward in time I couldn’t really see an image, but the feeling overwhelmingly was one of discord, of emotional strain. Within the session I was uncomfortable. I hadn’t expected this to be part of it. The strange point was I understood exactly what was happening. I didn’t need anyone to clarify events or enter into dialogue. I already knew what I’m culpable of. In life and as a child, I had consciously prioritised exam results over people. Here, I was prioritising professional creativity over her. I hope it was a warning and nothing more, although I then left that scene quickly and moved ahead to another event.

The flashforward after that was fairly brief in that I was present at an awards ceremony. I was older, at least in my mid to late fifties, and I was respected by others to the point of being revered, in that I had used my brain and the way that I think to elevate my standing in society. I was like a statesman, although my role that day was simply to acknowledge my younger brother through being present, as the day was for him. He was nervous, but he had no reason to be, and it was part of my task to try to settle him down. No-one else was with me, and the atmosphere felt a little sombre and serious. I was very formally dressed, although there was a slight feeling of isolation.

My final viewing involved being progressed to the last day of that life. The second part of my life is as whole as the first is empty. At that point, and knowing that death is inevitable, I have to be in a position to contrast the two without distraction from those who will grieve. The overwhelming feeling I have is one of pride, which I contrast instantly with the earlier vision of watching myself dissipate through my father’s hands. I couldn’t believe what had been achieved, and I need to be able to experience that paradox for just a short time, whilst awaiting the end in a more profound state of mind. I die alone with a sense of peace and acceptance of what had to happen. I die at peace with life, and I die at peace with me.

My session with my subconscious or higher self was quite unusual. Some questions weren’t answered, and the suggestion of a technical role in my current field was avered from, in that I needed something more creative. The need to interact with people, with society, was heavily flagged, and I saw myself as a petulant, stubborn child who had no knowledge of how powerful he is or what he could do. My principal strength was my ability to take groups of people forward, to forge ahead. In this life, I may be at the forefront of that. I remember feeling at the time that my voice was slightly deeper, and that the thoughts seemed to be coming from a different side of my brain. Although I was aware of all of it, and I had full knowledge of the conversation as it played out.

The final scene, for me, was perhaps the most vivid. I was asked to do a digital scan of my body, and at that point I was very much aware of my physical surroundings, the fact that I was lying down and the direction I was facing. Without opening my eyes I tilted my head forward, and as I looked down I could see my body and my organs laid out in a digital form, delineated by a laser-blue outline with no bones or flesh. Without consciously thinking it, a vibrational tracer launched from my head to my feet in a perfectly straight line. It was quick, although as it drew parallel with my waist there was a deep maroon glow towards the lower left of my torso. It was pinpoint accurate, and appeared to be in the final part of the colon, about the size of a button. I was surprised initially, as I’d believed my IBS to be more psychological than physiological, but the tracer re-initiated itself repeatedly and flagged the same area each time, so I knew. Upon commenting that something was wrong I affirmed that it was trivial and that I could fix it. I then simply intended its removal, which was effortless and took about two seconds. As the maroon glow disappeared I simply confirmed that it was done.

My final advice to my conscious self was to just be, whereupon I set my password to return to the state of bliss should I choose to do so. And I was then brought back towards full consciousness, and the session was complete.” – Chris

…And this is Chris’s testimonial:

Dear Natalie,

I’m still blown away really, and can’t stop thinking about everything. The principal health issue has improved about seventy-five percent already, and I think it will clear up altogether within a few weeks. I just need to be more focused in a few areas, particularly in relation to the way I interact with others, and what I choose to think about when I’m alone. My biggest concern going into the session was the potential surrender of control to you, although having spent four hours in your home I’m not sure that’s the right phrase. If I had to give an analogy it’s a bit like scuba diving with someone up top to watch your back, who keeps the motor running as gently as possible, and who knows exactly when to shift direction, however slight, so that everything keeps moving forward very deftly in the way that it needs to. I think in hindsight I was possibly tainted by my perception of celebrity hypnotists who drag people up on stage etc., although for me this was more of a lucid dream which became more and more real, and in parts, very emotional. Anyway…… for those who haven’t tried it I think the benefits are twofold: a) immediate healing as it happens; and b) a complete reversal in how you see your life going forward, together with an introduction to a philosophy you could spend years looking into. I know the possibility of life reversal sounds contrived for those who think they’ve tried everything. The simple explanation is you probably haven’t. Expect to be hard-wired by a level of intelligence you won’t understand, and expect to be found by those who need to find you. As for Natalie, expect a five-star professional who’s completely golden. Having been I would have paid ten times over, and then some. The only regret you’ll have is that you didn’t go sooner, and whilst it’s heavily intertwined with principles of past-life regression which may be new territory for some, that isn’t necessarily the direction the session will take, as the entirety of what I saw, save for being reunited with a person I really needed to see, was ahead of me, depending upon what I choose to do from here on in. When the session ends, you’ll feel as though you’re floating on air in a memory foam recliner, and that’s just the start. This is frontier level stuff, where science has attempted to disable your warning mechanisms in the pretence that you’re cured. The future couldn’t be more intriguing……

Natalie, a deserved and sincere thank you (and I’ll send a separate account of what I actually saw, as there was a bit more information beyond what’s been recorded, which may or may not be relevant at a future date – I just couldn’t enunciate it fully at the time). THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU.” – Chris