Excerpt from Upcoming Book “Tibet to Sinai: Journey of a Clairvoyant” by Tyger Chana Kahn
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Dear Friends,
Your future is not set in stone, and you have more than one. A certain portion of our destiny is preordained: such as to whom we are born, our particular gifts, and our encounters with individuals or groups. These factors will either assist or hinder us in fulfilling our purpose in this world. Because we have been given free will, we can choose the path to walk on. These choices set into motion realities; that contain the DNA of the reasons we incarnated here.
Most people stumble through life and get stuck in patterns. One of the reasons an authentic clairvoyant can accurately predict your future is because chances are you will do nothing to alter the course you have set for yourself. However, If you are headed in a direction that will seriously hinder your destiny. The Creator will set in motion circumstances to help align you back to your path. Sometimes these events are shattering and painful. We think we are being punished, and it is impossible to see any good in the experience. It may take years, or lifetimes before we are able to see beyond a glimpse, of our reality. But there will come a time when the picture will be clear.
Until then, I offer my story with the hope that it will help you with yours.
Chapter One: Returned from the Gates…..
I learned by accepting and unifying the duality within myself, I could help others with theirs. My journey as a clairvoyant from Tibet to Sinai, took me to dimensions both worldly and otherwise. The most important thing being, make Heaven your partner…….
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Have you ever looked at The Priestess card in any Tarot deck? It doesn’t matter who the artist is, there is one symbol that remains constant in her depiction. A woman is shown seated with her face veiled. This is supposed to represent the world of the unseen. The Priestess is a clairvoyant, who lives between these worlds, and remains hidden herself. Living detached from society a true psychic does not hang around bars or nightclubs. The noise and the smell is too much for them. They can be found at home, in the woods, or in bookstores; where the vibrations are a little more soothing.
Sometimes the seer will look for gurus and healers, thinking it will help them live with their “gift”. They are trained personally for fifteen years. Sometimes monks from the Himalayas find them to ask for their help, to build health clinics for women and children in their land. I am that woman, only I am not in a Tarot deck, and I have long abandoned the title given to me by the guru.
The night I left this world, I had a dream. I was walking with people of different ages and race, quietly descending on a circular path that began to twist upwards in an ascent. The ceiling was lit by indigo lightening and there were many levels of “gates”. Mine was closer to the top. Once I reached it, I walked into a space. People were floating around in bliss, communicating telepathically with each other by green light projected from their hearts. I began to cry and looked for a place to hide. I missed my twin sister and wanted to leave. Knowing from experience that these people were no longer alive, I knew I did not belong there. So I crouched down and hid. To not ruin the atmosphere with my misery, I prayed. A beautiful woman who towered above me appeared, and kissed my forehead. I woke up in my bed.
I told my boyfriend I had died but was sent back. There were things I had to complete. I described the place in detail to him, and repeated the words I heard while I was there. They were “Ribbono Shel Olam”* which means Master of the Universe. I said them over and over like a mantra. Two days after “the dream” it was discovered I had a hematocrit of 13% – the normal level for a woman being between 38%-45%. I had lost three fourths of my body’s blood. The emergency room at Overlake Hospital had never seen a person with that level conscious. Never mind walking around speaking! I was told I had hours to live…….
Friday November 20th, 2008 shortly after midnight, I received a blood transfusion until eight the next morning. While the gift of life from two strangers pumped into my veins, I recalled the prayer Ani Mamin, from my childhood. Which means I believe redemption, will come. I began to sing it and felt my body, come back to this world, with a message: we are never alone. We are loved and Heaven has a better plan for us than we could ever see ourselves, even if we are clairvoyant…
A woman about to give birth flew above me, on a ladder. The boy had already dropped in her uterus and was ready to descend to this world. Then a fully developed arm with the strength of an army came out of her womb, and pulled me up with them…….. we are always pulled between two worlds…..
Best Wishes,
Tyger Chana Kahn
