Claria Julia Morgan: How We Assist Others At Their Time Of Transition From This World To The Next

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The lady in this article, Claria, has given us her permission to share her story with you which concluded her transition to the next realm or ‘Deva Chan.’ Here is how we work in assisting souls who need to move on. – Rania Sentana-Ries-Cortez


Copyrighted and published by: The Federation of FreePlanets, Rania Seila Sentana-Ries-Cortez, Reni Sentana-Ries, Jamie Sentana-Ries-Cortez, and the Sentana-Ries Publishing

I have worked in the past with many souls who needed some kind of assistance in finding their way onward to the next realm which is a world similar to this one and just as solid. Now I work in conjunction with my husband Jamie Sentana-Ries-Cortez in assisting souls over the cross line to the next world. Here is one recent story. But first, an explanation.

We all at this level of our existence at one time or another face what many of you call “death.” There is no death to speak of, but the transition of the soul body from the physical to another physical body is evident. The soul body upon the transition of so-called “death” is only different in molecular structure and that is why people can pass through walls and other structures. They can also walk through you, the ones still inhabitiing this dimension or earth plane.

Unfortunately, too many souls came to me and through my efforts to assist them they drained me of my energy. For years I refused to help any more. Now I take them one at a time and do not allow more than one into my sphere at any given time.

I take scribings from the starship commanders and others of high acclaim and that is my first priority.

One young gentleman I assisted to cross over had of himself a vocabulary which would have made a sailor blush, but we are not here to judge nor condemn, only to help.

We each have our own path to walk and lessons to learn and some people have a harder time than others.

The lady in this article, Claria Julia Morgan, has given us her permission to share her story with you which concluded her transition to the next realm or ‘Deva Chan.’ Here is how we work in assisting souls who need to move on. – Rania Sentana-Ries-Cortez

An Overview given to us by Claria before the actual start of the session.

Claria. Registered Nurse. Physically died in a car crash in North South Hampton. Mother of two young sons at age of 17 yrs. Both boys put up for adoption. Names of both boys were Tommy and Billy. Claria is also the mother of two girls from a second marriage. Lost a third son in childbirth during this second marriage. Husband’s name is Rick. Rick is a driver for a construction site. Claria’s best friend is Bernadette, or called for short Bernette – choreographer. Claria was 41 years of age when she evacuated her present body.

(Disclaimer: All images are merely representative of actual person/persons in this file, in an effort to illustrate the nearest resemblance to actual person/persons. - Rania and Jamie Sentana-Ries-Cortez)

Claria Introduces Herself

August 20, 2014

1:29 pm

(Note: Within this dialogue, the reader will note that the two words, “ma’am” and “sir” will not always appear in capitalization. This is the way and influx which these two words were spoken by Clarece, the lady in question. – Rania and Jamie Sentana-Ries-Cortez)

Claria: I am ready early to go if you are, ma’am?

Rania: I am here now. You initially told me your name was Claria.

Claria: My actual Christian name is Clarese, spelled C L A R E C E A. I prefer though that my friends address me as either Clara, or Clarece. Clarece is simply an offshoot of Clarecea and I really do prefer Clarece to any of my names.

(Clarece smiles tenderly. She has blond hair tied loosely back with a rubber band, and the pony tail falls down her back between her shoulder blades. Clarece’s eyebrows are rather dark brown making her look rather stunning in a way. Lipstick of an off-reddish hue adorn her shapely lips. Still she looks quite ordinary. Clarece sports what looks to be a nurse’s uniform top of medium-blue flowery sort-of design on white. Quite nice to look at. - Rania)

Rania: Thank you, Clarece for clearing that up for us.

Clarece: I have heard about the many people, countless actually, which ye ones have assisted over the years along with many other people of your entwined calibre. Can you help me, too, to pass over this gulf of uncertainty in my latest reincarnational life, dear one?

Rania: We hope we can be of further assistance to you now, Clarece, and so let us get started, shall we?

Clarece: Affirmative. And thank you, Jamie, too. (Clarece gently smiles at Jamie. - Rania)

Our Cross Over Policy

(Note: Due to the extreme unpredictable and impatient nature of Clarece, she and I discussed near the end of the cross over file, the importance of her giving her permission to us in publishing her story before we crossed her over. Clarece was a epic case, really, as she could hardly stop talking between recorded dialogue. - Rania)

A Great Light Appears In The Sky

Rania: Well, how about beginning at the very beginning, Clarece, focusing on the why-fore you are still here following the evacuation of your present/past body which you, we surmise, have just left a short while ago.

Jamie and I both saw you pass your hand and arm several times past our computer screen. (Slowly, we might add. – Rania)

Clarece: Sorry about that ma’am, sir. Just wanted to get your attention.

(Clarece fumbles with something in her hand and mouth. - Rania)

Clarece: Why am I here? Well, I don’t rightly know, ma’am. One minute I am driving along the freeway of Bronstone Park and then next moment I am on my way home in my little sports car and I spot a great light coming down as it appears from the heavens. A helicopter was circling overhead with what appeared to be military brass coming out of the doors on both sides of the great gray machine as it parked itself directly on the road in front of me signalling for me to stop and disembark - get out. (Clarece pauses. – Rania)

(Please note: We are not sure whether Clarece said “Bronstone” or “Brownstone.” - Rania)

Rania: This sounds very interesting. Please continue.

Clarece: Just gathering my thoughts, ma’am, so I don’t get anything out of place.

Rania: At what hospital did you work, Clarece?

Clarece: St. Paul’s, Minnesota. A registered nurse of psychiatry for Dr. Bill...Ethan Foster. He is long since dead now, I imagine.

The Great Spectacle In The Sky - Landed!

Rania: Alright. Now, let us go back to the time of the landing of the military helicopter. Did they walk up and speak to you directly? Did they hinder your progress in any other way?

Clarece: (Thinking. Clarece slowly replies. - Rania) Noo...I don’t think so. I can’t really quite remember all the detai......OH, hold on a minute. That isn’t true at all. I can remember! Quite well! Now!

Well it all seemed to be quiet that night except for the noise of the ‘copter which ran its rotors through quite a few birds’ feathers. Ugg. But I could in fact see the damage done to the surface jet, I think they call know the lacing on the side, Uthrania? Jamie?

Rania: Do you know what she is talking about?

Jamie: No love.

Rania: We do not know that much about helicopters, Clarece, so would you just like to move on now to what exactly happened following the upset with your car being hindered from proceeding along your route.

Clarece: Sorry, loves. I am making things so confusing for you all. Alright I will begin...oh, yes, now I remember a lot more clearly. I was afraid to disembark so I just sat there until one officer approached me to exit out of my husband’s car really...his 12th anniversary present to me. So it really was not an old vehicle, but I did take good care of it, Rania.

Rania: Clarece, please stick to the story without diverting so often.

Clarece: Sorry, loves. OK. the Military Officer’s name was “Brent,” and he was pretty kind. Nice to me. Just said he wanted to assure us, even though I was traveling alone, that the light did not blind me and send me spiraling off the road. Then they left just as quickly as they came into view and landed.

I must admit that I did not know what that was all about, but prerequisite thinking had me going around in circles in my mind, and after all, in the 17th to 14th century thinking, because I read a lot of interesting romance history books, the event began to unfold in a less dramatic way than I was actually accustomed to.

Rania: Alright. Now, Clarece, would you please tell us exactly what you came to leave your body?

The Car Hit ...!!!

(Note: We have no idea of the make of Clarece's red sports car. - Rania)

(Clarece became antagonized almost immediately. - Rania)

Clarece: Well, I never! I thought you wanted my historical account ever since my other or previous incarnation took place!

Rania: We want to know what happened to bring about your car accident and then to find out why you have not moved on into the light to begin your next journey?

Clarece: The car hit zero miles per hour going at an accelerated rate of 150 which I could not control. I did not do it, I can well assure you, for I am a Registered Nurse who worked for years in a dietitians hospital, and I did see my own share of crazy victims of Roll Royces and Pinto cars with brakes unfoiled or unfurreled, as it were.

Rania: So something or someone designed your brakes to fail just before you got into your car to drive home. Are we correct, Clarece?

Clarece: Gee, I never thought of it that way. Yes, I suppose you are right. Anyway I took a turn for the worst it would apparently now seem, and so here I am into my own blighted future going God knows where, because I do not know that much about the afterlife...after...well, you know what I mean, lass? Ma’am? Jamie, sir? I’m just a little lost with all this.

Rania: What about the helicopter. Did you see it again at all?

Clarece: No I didn’t see it again...the swanning thing.

Rania: Swanning?

Clarece: Oh, just an old aquatic expression meaning something which escapes one’s mind almost as soon as you try to remember it.

(Clarece smiles once again. Sweetly, this time, in a most temperate mode. - Rania)

The Break

Clarece: Do we go to heaven before we are reincarnated, Rania? And Jamie, sir?

Rania: Jamie, would you answer this one because I have to leave the keyboard for a short while. Why do we not continue later, then, Clarece, because other work calls, and we want to make sure you get all the information that you need. Alright with you?

Jamie: Good idea, Clarece, and Rania. Let’s take a break. I have work to do too.

Rania: Until tomorrow then - if we can fit this in, Clarece. The place where you are at now differs in time and motion, so you will not really experience the “waiting” too long for our reply.

Clarece. Thank you, you two. I will see what I can rustle up to eat in the meantime and catch a few winks of shuteye.

Rania: Before you go…what year is this you are now living in, Clarece?

Clarece: Four-hundred and twelve milliseconds of drift time? Interesting. Thank you Clark Gable. Oh, sorry, Rania and Jamie. It is the year two hundred and four.

Rania: 2004, do you mean?

Clarece: Yes, of course. Oh what is wrong with me?!!!

Rania: Nothing is the matter with you, Clarece, except the time coordinates sometimes fluctuate and tend to confuse the “entity” which you are, or the person, because of the shift in ....

Clarece: Oh, I understand. Yes, it was 2004 when I last remembered hitting the truck. It was just a little standard drive, the Forensic Examiner said, as I listened from above my broken up-and shattered body lying there precariously on the ground.

Rania: Thank you, Clarese. You rest now, and get something warm to eat. We will talk to you in a day or so. Signing off at 2:26 pm. Out.

Clarece: Good night. (Yawns).

August 22, 2014 continuation from August 20, 2014 - Jamie Explains Heaven and Hell Misconceptions

8:12 am

Sorry to have kept you waiting, Clarece. Well, let’s get on with your question. If your idea of “heaven” is a place where “God” lives with his angels and where good people go to, then I will disabuse you of that notion because there is no such place. Nor, for that matter, I hasten to add, is there such a place as “hell” where bad people go to. The concepts of heaven and hell are a purely Christian - religious - doctrine which has no basis in universal reality.

So what and where is the place the soul goes to after leaving the earthly body? As you will see for yourself later, you’ll pass through a “portal of light” into a place which is similar to your earthy dimension but in which highly evolved beings reside. Rania will later explain who they are and how they will guide you.

For a time you will get the feel and sense of real “heaven,” until you have reached a point of your own volition when to reincarnate into a world of your choice.

Clarece: Thank you, Jamie and Rania. I guess I am no longer too curious or afraid of going into that light tunnel. Is there anything else I should know? Just I go nowhere and feel great, too? A little not knowing quite what to expect, loves.

Next: "The Place of the Waiting," For All Departed Soul's And What To Expect

Rania: Let us affirm that the place you go to, we call the “Place of Waiting,” and it is not exactly “paradise,” nor what you would call “heaven” in the Christian concept as Jamie so accurately told you.

Nor do you go to a place with brimstone and fire. But a place where you have no worries as to your provision of survival. All will be kept simple as to your needs: food, clothing, and shelter. Just the basics.

Your food will initially be brought to you. You may go walking and you may meet other people should you and they wish. You may be sharing a house, not fancy, usually just wooden, the basics necessary, with friends or family members whom have passed on before you or even after you -or you may live alone. It all depends upon yourself and the other people whom you had relationships with.

You will then be brought at your appointed time before a Council of wise men and women. And while they are compassionate and fair, they will examine, along with you, the lifestream you have just left - the highlights, only, of course.

If necessary, they will lead you back into a previous life where you will be able to synthesize certain lessons, and where they have taken you to date.

Clarece: Wow! This is interesting. Thank you, both. Go on ma’am and sir.

" may be called upon to live in a land where...

Rania: There is no fire nor brimstone in the Place of Waiting. However, upon re-entry to another earth through the typical means at your level of existence or evolution, and depending upon the lessons to yet be learned in whichever category is yours for the experience, you may be called upon to live in a land where less than glorious circumstances have developed - such as a land where war is ongoing and defenseless people are being killed.

And perhaps for those who have not cared about others on other sides of their world who are in this predicament, the experience will then and for their growth in pure understanding and experience, be theirs for a time and a time and a half where their own life may be cut short.

There is always the other possibility. And that other possibility will take the individual to a planet of much more consideration into their welfare and good conscience, which of course, must have been previously nurtured and developed before the time of the last incarnation was through or ended. Understand of we, here?

Clarece: Yes, ma’am. (Clarece speaks humbly and lowers her head. – Rania)

Rania: Now either of these scenarios could happen upon other planetary bodies, for there are myriad of inhabited planets, contrary to what your scientists have been allowed to tell you.

Let Us Wrap This Up

Rania: So to wrap this up for you and cross you over, we will finalize this conversation by simply stating: that when a person in his or her evolution reaches the level of never having to come back to a planet whose system is governed by those whom we call “Hellions,” from which the word and meaning “Hell,” is derived, that person will have finally achieved the RIGHT to be reborn upon what we also term, for your own understanding, as a “Paradisaical” world where the soul will then no longer need to contend with abstract systems of ridiculousness, which only serves to hinder the evolutionary growth by cauterizing the paradisaical system of economics and societal conscience toward other living creatures, no matter in what form they take.

Therefore, the first level of the Paradisaical world will provide fertile ground for the soul to continue with his or her progression at a much elevated pace. Do ye understand us here, Clarece?

Clarece: Aye, Sir, and Ma’am. That I do. Please continue to wrap this up for I am even more anxious than ever to see the “other side.” (Clarece gives both Jamie and I a great big bright smile! – Rania)

Is "Hell" An Eternal Place? If You Cannot Remember Your Lessons You "Will Need to Repeat Them"

Rania: Hell, on the other hand, full of “fire and brimstone,” is not “an eternal place” for those who have fallen into the trap of loving the money system, and adhering to a corrupt world system.

For the others’, that is not your concern. For their level is of much elevated wickedness, and they will be dealt with differently than what you could imagine.

Hell, in this instance, speaks, as we stress once again, of war zones and living in such places where cruelty and brutality are always evident in “teaching” the reincarnated soul or souls about the “duty” of life in its fullness, and what not to repeat to the detriment of their own soul’s evolution.

Did We Evolve From Animals?

Clarece: One more question, if you please, ma’am. Sir?

Rania: Go ahead.

Clarece: Did we evolve from animals?

Jamie: No, we didn't, Clarece. Not from the theory of Darwinian evolution, in the sense that we ascended from apes. Evolution in the strict sense is spiritual, not morphological.

Rania: That is true, Clarece. But when we do achieve to the higher levels of a better and more satisfactory lifestyle, so do our physical bodies verily improve as well. And this is due entirely to the fact that there is no more pollution, no more rotting of food which is covered up by insect spray or preservatives, no more pharmaceuticals, chemically-laced with fluoride, or otherwise known as “bleach,” to bring it back into normalcy which it does not. Bleach or fluoride only serves to disintegrate your organs and ”blood vessels” and “arteries.”

There is not the stress of not being ALLOWED to provide for yourself on an equal basis with other human beings.

And the technical evolution of medicine is at a somewhat greater advanced state, so there are fewer mishaps, and early physical deaths, so to lightly speak. And so on. Will that be enough?

There Is My Light! The Cross-Over

Clarece: There’s the light! Hurry Jamie! Oh, please, ma’am make him hurry! (Clarece starts running toward the light. Jamie and I smile at one another. – Rania)

Rania: Sweetheart, will you please do the honours and see Clarece to the light where the guide will cross her over, now?

Jamie: Alright, Clarece, now that you see the light don't hesitate to go to it and a guide will welcome you!

Clarece: Alright. Thank you, Sir! Goodbye ma’am! (Clarece shouts over her shoulder as she continues in dashing off! – Rania)

Rania: Be well, Clarece.

(Jamie and I look at an excited and enthusiastic Clarece as the White Guide tries to gently catch her hand as she dashes past him into the tunnel, where a new but once long ago, already-taken experience, awaits her. – Rania)

Well, Jamie, another one is back for yet another journey into the afterlife, of which awaits each one who crosses over - but not with the finality of never physically existing again – which, for those, who reach the holy=moral and ethical state of beingness, within our entire universal structures or dimensions which are “other worlds,” will continue on in their afterlife of a new and hopefully successful reincarnation.

Close off for us please, darling.

Jamie: Tying off at 9:08 pm Alberta, Mountain Standard Time, sweetheart.

(Note: Oh, Clarece came running back. She held a little white clutch purse in her hand with a silver chain. She tosses it at me. - Rania)

Clarece: Here ma’am, sir! To remember me by! It’s silk!

(Clarece gently smiles and walks confidently back to the White Guide who gently once again takes her by the hand and they both entre the lighted vortex to a new world. - Rania)

Signing out once again, 9:16 am.

Permission given for publication by Mrs. Clarece Julia Morgan, and Rania and Jamie Sentana-Ries-Cortez on August 20th 2014 and August 22nd 2014 Ryley, Alberta, Canada, Pacific Mountain Standard Time.

(Note: At 10:36 am Pacific Mountain Time, Ryley Alberta, Canada, Clarece spoke to me from the place of the waiting. Apparently her “little boy,” as Clarece calls her son, who physically died during her second marriage, was still there and she has rejoined with him. What a nice closing... (Smiles) Another file closed Jamie. Good work! – Rania)

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