KEEPERS
OF THE
GARDEN
by
Dolores Cannon
OZARK MOUNTAIN PUBLISHERS
P.O. Box 754 Huntsville, AR 72740-0754
First Printing: 1993
Second Printing: 1995
1993 by Dolores Cannon
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Cannon, Dolores, 1931
Keepers of the Garden by Dolores Cannon
The origin of life of Earth revealed through past-life hypnotic regression.
Includes descriptions of life on other planet and in other dimensions.
1. Extraterrestrials 2. UFOs 3. Hypnosis 4. Reincarnation 5. Past-life therapy I. Cannon, Dolores,1931-II. Extraterrestrials
Library of Congress Catalog Card Number: 92-83930
ISBN 0-9632776-4-2
Book Design: Kris Kleeberg
Cover Design:JenelleJohannes
Illustrations: Joe Alexander
Book set in ITC Baskerville &Frankfurter
Books by Dolores Cannon
Conversations with Nostradamus, Volume I
Conversations with Nostradamus, Volume II
Conversations with Nostradamus, Volume III
Jesus and the Essenes
They Walked with Jesus
Keepers of the Garden
Between Death and Life
(Formerly: Conversations with a Spirit)
The Legend of Starcrash
A Soul Remembers Hiroshima
Conversations with Nostradamus is available in abridged form on audio tape cassette.
Forthcoming books by Dolores Cannon
Legacy from the Stars
The Convoluted Universe
For more information about any of the above titles, or other titles in our catalog, write to:
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We have found a strange foot print
on the shares of the unknown.
We have devised profound theories,
one after another to account for its origin.
At last we have succeeded in reconstructing
the creature that made the footprint.
And Lo! It is our own.
SIR ARTHUR STANLEY EDDINGTON [1882-1944]
Space, Time, and Gravitation,CH. 12 [1920]
CHAPTER 1
THE DISCOVERY OF STARCHILD
EXTRATERRESTRIALS ARE LIVING NOW ON EARTH. They can no longer be considered as aliens existing only on distant stars or cruising around in spaceships. They are everywhere, among your friends, neighbors, even your relatives. We are all interrelated, for they are our ancestors. Their blood flows through our very veins. We are as much a brother to the beings from the stars as we are to the animals of the Earth.
This was revealed to me through a year's intensive work with an actual starperson. Our contact was made through hypnosis. I am a regressionist and I regularly take trips through time and space to visit Earth's past and learn about history as it is being lived. But until my work with Phil D. began I had never visited other planets. I had always wished to. I thought it surely would not be any more improbable than what I was already doing. Surely some human being had experienced life somewhere else besides Earth. The idea fascinated me, but so far the proper subject had never crossed my path. I thought this type of person would be rare. But as I work with so many people I assumed that the odds were that sooner or later I would find one, or they would find me (which is usually more accurate). I had no way of knowing that the odds were greater than I thought. But these people are not easily recognized. They are very cleverly disguised, even from themselves, by the protective subconscious.
When I started on this totally unexpected journey I was preconditioned, as we all are, to think of anything alien as being frightening and bad. Anything we can't understand we naturally fear. I was quite surprised to find a totally different picture of these creatures than has been presented by the movies and tv and science fiction stories. It took quite a while to overcome the brain-washing of several years and to think that deep within us, our spiritual side, there is no difference, only misunderstanding.
My work with Phil began quite by accident, if anything can ever truly be called an accident I take appointments from many different types of people who want the experience of hypnotic regression into past lives. There is really no true "type" of person that this method works best on. My subjects are truly a broad cross-section of humanity. They all have their own reasons for wanting to explore the possibility of reincarnation. I often go to their houses for the sessions because people are more comfortable in a familiar environment and they do not feel quite so threatened by the whole idea. I have conducted hypnotic regressions in almost every conceivable setting, from the grandest to the simplest type of residence, in motel rooms and even businesses and stores after hours. I have had to learn to become adaptable and feel at ease even under awkward circumstances, because I believe that the comfort of the subject is the most important ingredient in developing trust. My work in this unusual field had taken me to some strange locations and I finally had to draw the line.
I was traveling so far afield that it was taking me longer to drive than to do the work. So I set a limit, I would travel no farther than about 50 miles. Anyone who lived farther away would have to make arrangements to meet me at a friend's house. I was afraid to turn anyone down because that one person might be the one I was looking to work with. The one that would be able to supply information needed to start off on another exciting journey. There is no exterior way to tell and I never know what I am looking for until I find it.
These are normal, every-day people with no outward clues to the adventures their souls have experienced in other lives and times.
I had an appointment with a young divorced business woman and I had driven almost to my limit (50 miles) to have a session with her in her home. Twice before she had set up an appointment but had canceled out at the last minute. I often suspected she was not yet ready for regression. It can frequently be too revealing. Maybe she was subconsciously afraid of what she would find if she began to probe into her hidden past, and these excuses were her way out I did not rush it, I had far too many others to work with. As I drove into the small town, I thought she was finally going to go through with it this time because she had not called to tell me otherwise.
But when I turned into her street and neared her house, I didn't see her car. Instead, in the driveway was an unfamiliar yellow truck with the advertising of a local electronics repair shop emblazoned on its side. My first thought was that she had forgotten our appointment and was having work done on her Tv. It would have been typical of her, and I knew I could not conduct a hypnotic session in such an atmosphere. As I got out of my car I noticed a note on her door. She had been called away on business but she had arranged a replacement so I wouldn't have made the long trip for nothing. The note said that my subject, Phil D., was waiting inside. It was her nature to do something like this at the last minute, so I was not totally surprised.