The Celestial Contract: Awakening Humanity Series

INTRODUCTION

EMMA

There are moments in life so poignantly profound they steal the very breath from your body. They cause your soul to lurch forth in anticipated communion as though grasping at the hem of God. No matter how big or how small, these moments connect you to everything in the Universe, and for an instant, the world makes sense.

For me, these occasions included hearing my babies’ heartbeats for the first time, seeing their first sonograms outlining the faintest details of their features—Seamus’s nose and my chin?—the first quickening as their impossibly tiny bodies started to sway in the dance of creation.

I ruminate over these moments as I hold my husband’s hand in a death grip. I’m busy making deals with God like a condemned prisoner marching toward execution. Please, I will do anything to make this bleeding stop—to let this life grow to fruition. Please, I’ve lost enough. It must be my time to be a mother.

I’m bargaining so intently, I don’t hear the doctor walk into the room. Instead, it’s my husband’s shifting body that causes me to look up.

I see the look of recognition in Dr. Sing’s eyes. Mrs. Hart, he says, I thought your name looked familiar. It should, as this is the third time he’s seen me in the emergency room. What are the chances I only miscarry during his shifts?

Dr. Sing. I can’t bring myself to make pleasantries as he looks down at the chart in his hands. I notice the nearly imperceptible clenching of his jaw. NO! I shout at him as loudly as I can. Not again!

He takes a minuscule step toward me before retreating. I’m so sorry, but we couldn’t find a heartbeat.

Every bone in my body feels like it’s liquifying as I sink into my chair. Seamus reaches over and encircles me in his arms like a life preserver trying to keep me from drowning. Yet, while I feel his love and support, I’m still going under. This is my third pregnancy that’s ended in spontaneous miscarriage. It is the second one that’s made it past eighteen weeks.

Why does this keep happening? I yell as I beat my clenched fists against my husband’s chest. Was I a mass murderer in another life and karma has waited until my most eagerly anticipated moment to come calling?

Seamus’s tears land on me and mix with my own. It’s then that I realize I’m not alone in my grief. I’m not the only one losing another child. My husband, always so stoic, always so strong, is falling apart right alongside me.

You will need to call your doctor tomorrow to schedule the D&C, Dr. Sing says. Please, stay in the room as long as you need to. And with that, he’s gone.

Seamus and I hold onto each other tightly, hoping to discover enough strength to sustain this eerily familiar reality. If only we could move the hands of time backward, so we didn’t have to endure another devastating loss.

But that isn’t an option for us. Instead, we must once again pick ourselves up and slog through our lives without the hope of a child.

This is our story.

1

ONE YEAR LATER

S o, what do you think? My friend and hypnotherapist, Gen, is chomping at the bit for me to tell her I’m all in.

Last week I was issued an offer by an entity trying to reach me from the spiritual realm. Essentially, if I let it into my head to speak, then I get to have a baby. And while I want a child more than anything in the world, do I want one so much that I’ll allow some otherworldly voodoo to use me as a channel? I don’t know.

It’s a lot to ask, I finally tell her.

Do you trust Therie?

I nod my head. She’s my spirit guide, so yes.

And do you think she’d lie to you?

No.

Gen leans forward so that her elbows are on her knees. So what’s the problem?

Why me? I want to know. I might be able to believe this if it were someone else, but I’m not special.

You must be, she says.

Gen, I’m just a regular woman with a regular life. I’m not extraordinarily smart, or talented, or anything. I’m just your average, run-of-the-mill human.

She laughs. I don’t think that’s true. Plus, they’re clearly telling you that you are who they want.

I stand up and step away from the grey reclining chair where all my sessions take place. Then I pace around the small living room of the guest house where Gen and I work. I finally stop moving and turn to her. What if they say things I don’t agree with? What if this book Therie says they want written results in people doing things they wouldn’t have done before? I don’t want to be responsible for altering people’s worlds.

How can you be responsible if you don’t even know what’s being said? she asks.

Because I’m the one it’s being said through! Yes, I’m yelling, but this is the biggest decision I’ve ever had to make and it’s one I’m torn in half about making.

Let’s take it one step at a time. Allow them to communicate with me, and I promise to tell you everything they say. Heck, I’ll record the sessions and you can listen to them.

I shake my head like I’m trying to dislodge an earwig. I don’t want to know what they tell you. At least not at first.

Why?

Because what if they aren’t real and I’m some kind of split personality blathering nonsense?

Do you really think that’s what’s going on? Gen takes off her glasses and starts to clean them with a cloth.

How do I know what’s going on?! I’m back to yelling.

You’ve seen me every week for eleven months, Emma. Until now, you have never doubted why you’re here.

That’s because I didn’t know where all of this was heading. Put that in your pipe, Gen. What kind of crazy-ass hypnotherapist allows weird beings to contact her clients at their most vulnerable?

You knew it was something big. You knew it was something that required months of preparation. What did you think would happen? They’d offer to wave a magic wand and poof! hand you a baby?

I squint my eyes at her like I’m trying to see what she looks like on the inside. You know what? You’re mean.

Emma, I’m simply trying to encourage you to take the offer on the table. You came to me for help. You wanted to know if there was some cosmic reason you couldn’t have a child. Now you’re being told you can have a baby, and the only thing you need to do is let this being talk to me. I promise if it feels wrong, I’ll stop, and I won’t ask you to keep going.

Lifting the handle on the recliner, I lie back in a violent shift. I haven’t even been able to get pregnant since the last miscarriage. Maybe we should wait and see if I actually get pregnant. I’m clearly trying to buy myself some time.

How about if you agree and then if you don’t get pregnant within a certain time frame, we reevaluate?

I’m scared, I tell her honestly. What if I go away and never come back? What if I become one of those catatonic people in psychiatric hospitals who just stare off into space like a shell of a person?

You said you trusted Therie, she reminds me. So, trust her. If she’s not there, you don’t go anywhere. Okay?

I inhale deeply before agreeing.

And then Gen starts her speech to get me into a hypnotic state. Imagine yourself standing at the top of a long staircase …

Gen: Where are you?

Emma: I’m in the forest where I always meet Therie. She’s walking toward me with a huge smile on her face. She’s carrying something in her arms.

Gen: What is it?

Emma: Oh, my God, is this some kind of joke?

Gen: What?

Emma: It’s a baby. She just put a baby into my arms.

Gen: Wow, that’s incredible. Is she saying anything to you?

Emma: She’s congratulating me on agreeing to become a mother.

Gen: She knows you’ve said yes, then.

Emma: I guess. Oh Gen, I’m holding a baby, my baby. This feels too good to be true.

Gen: And yet it is true. You’re going to have a baby, Emma. I believe that with my whole heart.

Emma: Therie says she’s going to take me away to spend time with the baby while you talk to the otherworldlies they call AHL.

Gen: Okay, have fun while I chat with the voices in your head.

Gen: Is anyone there?

AHL: Gen, how are you?

Gen: I’m good. How are you?

AHL: We are, thank you.

Gen: You don’t sound at all like Emma.

AHL: Because we are not Emma. We are AHL.

Gen: You sound part Indian, part French, with a touch of old-world English. Your accent is strange, very foreign.

AHL: That’s because we are foreign to you. And you’re correct, our accent is something of a mixture of many human enunciations.

Gen: Why don’t you just use Emma’s voice?

AHL: Because we are not Emma. Please tell her this for us. She needs to understand that our words belong to us, not her.

Gen: Okay, I’ll tell her. So, how are we going to do this?

AHL: It seems best to start at the beginning and describe a foundation for being. That way you’ll be able to follow along when we begin to explain why we have reached out to you.

Gen: Your message for Earth?

AHL: Yes, but first you must understand why you are where you are. Are you ready?

Gen: Very ready.

AHL: Good, let’s begin. For as many planets as there are in existence, there are an equal number of conflicting ideas of what creation is all about.

Gen: It’s not the story from the Bible? You know, God creating the world in seven days?

AHL: That’s an interesting interpretation of things, for sure. It is curious to us that any one planet, filtered down to any one religion, could ever believe they have the answer, the correct explanation for existence.

Gen: I’m not sure most people believe that life on other planets exists, AHL.

AHL: For a world who screams about the truth of science, you are brainwashed if you think all of these planets exist but house no life on them.

Gen: We’re not exactly encouraged to believe there’s anything out there but us. Until very recently when UFOs were sighted, the government showed little interest. This often made the person who witnessed it think they were crazy.

AHL: That is for a purpose we will explain to you later. But for now, all we want you to do is try to conceptualize billions of planets in existence, and consider you are the only intelligent life. How does that make you feel?

Gen: Horrified.

AHL: Yes. For the purposes of what we are going to speak to you about now, we ask you to assume that God, the Universe, is not so limited in scope as to only make humans the most intelligent life form. Creation is infinite and you are but one tiny piece of the puzzle.

Gen: Do any Earth religions have it right?

AHL: There are those who promote spiritual beliefs as intended.

Gen: And what is that?

AHL: To perpetuate love. Unfortunately, most religions are nothing more than political beasts working against all they pretend to stand for. Be careful, when you hear the word of God, that you are listening to truth and not manipulation. And there is only one Truth of God.

Gen: And that is?

AHL: Love. Humans are meant to practice love, kindness, and tolerance.

Gen: We struggle with those, especially tolerance.

AHL: So many of you who claim to be tolerant are in fact the least open-minded beings around. Tolerance is not defined as You must believe everything I believe. True tolerance is the ability to accept that someone else’s belief structure is different from yours. True tolerance is having the ability to say, That isn’t how I see things, but I’m not omnipotent and therefore I will not judge your views.

Gen: It’s hard when there are so many idiots out there.

AHL: You do not have to support concepts you don’t agree with to practice tolerance; you must simply accept your imperfections and not wage war on convictions that differ from yours.

Gen: So, if someone is a racist or misogynist, we’re supposed to just sit back and let them be?

AHL: If they are not physically hurting anyone, yes. Everyone is on their own path. You must let them travel their path as you travel yours.

Gen: That won’t be easy.

AHL: Tolerance is a large ideal to be sure, and one you could ruminate upon for your entire life and still struggle with, but it comes down to such a simple reality—there is room for all, and there is always room to grow.

Gen: I don’t think I could sit in a room full of people using hateful language and not go off on them.

AHL: How often have you changed your mind about a belief you have because someone yelled and screamed at you and told you that you’re wrong? Likely, never. Because when you are under attack, you are not going to convert to the words of your enemy. And that is the goal of those who wish to control you. Make them war against each other so they never see what is really happening.

Gen: Yes, AHL, but you say we are here to love. It’s impossible to love someone who has hateful beliefs.

AHL: We do not ask you to love hatefulness, merely to step aside and not judge your fellow man. It comes down to asking, Do I want to perpetrate darkness and war, or do I want to bring light to the world? Light does not travel on the back of anger and righteousness, so the only way to bring a higher vibration is to vibrate higher yourself. And you cannot do that when you are full of judgment.

Gen: How do we change the beliefs of people who are in the throes of abhorrent emotions? You must want them to change, don’t you?

AHL: Of course we want them to change. But how are you trying to change them? By yelling, screaming, and engaging in battle? These are not techniques to open minds. These are techniques to keep the fires of war stoked.

Gen: I hear you, but this is going to be a hard sell. No one can practice kindness in the face of such darkness.

AHL: Darkness breeds darkness. Light creates more light. It’s as simple as that. Also, you may wish to keep in mind that when you malign somebody for a belief you don’t support, you are putting out into the Universe a request for the favor to be returned unto you. And it will be. The only way to stop the cycle is to stop the cycle.

Gen: I’m not sure we’re going to come to a resolution on this right now. So, please answer this: do Earth religions have anything that is right?

AHL: Those who believe God is everything are correct.

Gen: I’m certainly not a religious scholar, but I would venture to guess that most religions believe God is everything—short of Satanists, that is.

AHL: The problem doesn’t stem from what you say you believe. Your actions are what cause concern.

Gen: So, we’re a great big cosmic disappointment?

AHL: We are not trying to belittle you, or make you question your importance in the scope of being. We simply want you to know that the way many of you practice your religion leaves a lot to be desired. The way you try to connect with God is enormously limiting.

Gen: Even though you say you don’t want us to feel small, that’s pretty much the gist of it.

AHL: Only because you don’t yet understand the scope of God.

Gen: God is an enormous concept to wrap our heads around. Maybe people practice religion because it allows them to feel some level of understanding.

AHL: If you are practicing any organized belief system, whether it be religious or philosophical in nature, you cannot know the truth of what is, because you’re working with a limited number of tools. It’s like you’re trying to dig through to the other side of Earth with nothing more than a teaspoon. You will be at it forever.

Gen: What about religious texts? Are any of them correct?

AHL: Any religious transcript, manuscript, or document your people are allowed to see has been altered through inaccurate translation and deletion. They have been changed to support the various political beliefs from the times of their transcription. For instance, there are many books of your Bible that were decided inappropriate for public consumption because the ruling class did not wish for their content to be known. The Truth, if known, would make humanity hard to control.

Gen: Do those books still exist somewhere? Will we ever see them?

AHL: You will see them but entirely against the determination of the church who has buried them. The church in possession is one of the largest sects of Christianity, and they would lose all credibility if … when … the books come to common knowledge. The enormity of the information they’ve kept hidden will leave their believers angry and questioning all they’ve been taught. The crisis of faith will be real, and it will end Earth religions as you have known them.

Gen: Where are these documents?

AHL: They reside many stories under your ground at the religious headquarters of the church.

Gen: The Vatican?

AHL: Yes.

Gen: So, who are you exactly, AHL?

AHL: We will tell you who we are, but first we need to give you a little bit of background on the scope of what you don't know. For you to accept the Truth, you must keep an open mind. Some of the things we tell you will go completely against that which you have been programmed to believe.

Gen: Programmed to believe? I don’t understand.

AHL: What you have been allowed to believe because of religious affiliation. That is not to say all your beliefs are wrong, or inaccurate, or myths put