The Chronicles of Han Real Life Past Life Chronicles, step-by-step esoteric guide manuals enhanced with Metaphysical Paranormal undertones, a dash of Romance and a sprinkle of Horror!
"Where shall we start? Out of the many lives I’ve lived in the physical realm, which life memory should I recall? I am Han and these are my stories . . . "
A tribute to a wonderful cat. May your family and all who knew you have some loving memories and indulge with snippets from your daily life.
As all cats do, we hope you find a comfy spot in heaven to watch down on the antics of your humans.
RIP Tiggs 31 January 2019
"It took me more than a year to edit this book as long breaks in between were needed to assimilate the subject matter that I could associate with in my own life. So in all, this was not just a job of editing, but a reflection of applicable scenarios in my private life. This is a book that forces one to come to terms with the demons and highlights of your own existence." Editor, The Chronicles of Han Storm
I have to tell you something! I have finished reading the printed SAVING LEILAKA book - as you know, I lingered long over it, taking in little bits at a time, absorbing, digesting (you know the story, eh?) ... and last night I'd reached the last stretch - Chapter 51, page 693 - and as I was reading this last bit, I was sad - not only sad at having reached THE END but also sad because it was = SAD! Everyone saying 'Good Bye' to a Great Man ... and so on! And when I read Habieb's letter, I felt the eyes stinging with tears! Yes, yes, I know .... I'd read all of this before in the Drafted version, but in the quietness of my bedroom, in the comfort of the bed, it just felt so much more profound and meaningful!
Anyway, after I'd reached the final page, read the final word, I put down the book, hugged it close to my chest, and lay there a long time - I felt I needed to let everything settle before going to sleep. It took a really long time before the old heart steadied itself - funny how I noticed the quick beating of the old 'ticker'! Sleep took a while in coming, but finally I dropped off only to dream strange wild dreams ... ! That 'explosion' was quite something! Very descriptive ... to say that I had a heat-wave flowing over and into my body, would be putting it mildly! A quick remark about the book - it's beautifully written, very exciting, filled with fantastic information - on ALL levels - holds great wisdom, and is simply a WOW story - amazing - awesome, and all other expressions one would use describing the greatness of this book.
One last thing I would like to add before I end --- I wish to echo something that Queen Ariette says to Han - on Page 693 - just before Chapter 50 ends - it's a pretty long passage but it's worth quoting some of it - - - - Ariette says to Han = "Just look at the scenario, Han. What are you leaving these people on Leikaka (Earth) with? ------ Everywhere you go, you leave a legacy of information, of training, of other ways of experiencing. You open worlds for individuals as they had never, ever, had the opportunities to experience. ---- You literally re-create wherever you go. You leave some of yourself behind everywhere you have been. ---- you have made an undeniable impact (are still making an undeniable impact!) on us and I thank The Creator that He has sent you to us, and to me (Monkey) so we may experience you." And are still experiencing Han! I have grossly shortened it - sorry - but I hope you get what I am trying to convey? A humble thank you to my Beloved +H Gibson!
Pudding makes everything better - Adventures with Moira Excerpt from Saving Leilaka
We were far out over the sea when I returned from my internal reflection. Moira was aware of the content as I had kept an active connection to her. She seemed ill at ease with what she was feeling through our blend, not quite sure what to make of the content, aware that raising Huracanets were probably a much easier task compared to what she had been witness to.
With my attention back on my physical environment, I could appreciate Moira skimming the golden waves, racing dolphin-like creatures that were trying to jump up at us, resulting in salt water splashing over us.
After a few more minutes of indulgence I asked Moira to take us higher and she did so, gliding to a comfortable height from where we could see an incredible area below us.
From our angle, the area to the South was just sea. The coastline faced North, highlighted in green, grey and yellow where the desert area was to the West.
Moira climbed higher while changing direction towards home.
All seemed well with Leilaka and I felt content. After giving Moira permission to return to Leilaka, she closed her wings, dropping like a rock towards the sea, necessitating me to hang on, tears being forced from my eyes because of the cold and her speed.