Solace For Your Heart

Dear Friends:

As many of you dear readers know, my spirit guide’s story was incorporated with mine in two books; it began in The Messenger and finished in The Well. Over time, I could not shake the feeling that his story was meant to be presented on its own, without interruption. Now, it is here in this book, Lukhamen: The Last High Priest of Amon, much as it was presented in the first two books, with a few enhancements, as a whole experience. As it was meant to be.  

This was a gift to me from Spirit, a balm for grief, and a window into another realm of existence, an imprint of the everlasting nature of life. It is a love story that returns from the past into the present with a message: There is no death. There is only life. And we are all God’s beloved. It is the life story of a spirit guide who once lived on this earth. I know of no other like it. The feeling of reading Lukhamen’s story from beginning to end without messages from me or from this present life is quite different. It will take you into Egypt in the Third Century and into the lives of those who lived there – the priesthood devoted to Egyptian gods, their families, the Christians, the poor, the lepers, and what became of them as Roman oppression bore down upon them and ended the Egypt they knew.

I’ve often wondered how eras ended – who “put the lights out,” as they say. This is the recollection of one who lived through such an ending. His story is a glimpse through a cosmic keyhole, a revelation of how one oppressive act after another, one cruel step after another, led to the annihilation of a people’s memory of freedom and intelligence. In these times, we need to understand, we need to see how that can happen, how it can slowly, but inexorably, happen.

It is also the story of one man’s refusal to forget his heritage, one brave act of defiance that touched the hearts of a people who had lost hope. If you have read it in pieces in those two books, read it again, in its entirety. If you have never read it, it is a gift to your soul. It is Lukhamen’s gift, not only to me, but to us all. The timing of it is not a coincidence. Read it to stir your own hope, the hope of our country and all countries. Read it to remember that our memories of freedom still live, our commitment to a home where those “yearning to breathe free” are still welcomed, whose people are still free from bondage, a nation still standing on the foundation of integrity and yet-to-be-realized ideals, a country and a people still standing in the light of humanity.

Read it to give solace to your heart. It’s on Amazon. It will be on other platforms soon.

https://www.amazon.com/s?k=Lukhamen+The+Last+High+Priest+of+Amon+by+Helen+Delaney&i=stripbooks&crid=3H6C9AFEQ9VM8&sprefix=lukhamen+the+last+high+priest+of+amon+by+helen+delaney%2Cstripbooks%2C122&ref=nb_sb_noss

The New Book: The Well: Two women, Two thousand years apart, connected by a Pandemic, Slavery, and a Son

Dear Friends:

At long last! The new book is here: The Well: Two Women, Two thousand years apart, connected by a Pandemic, Slavery, and a Son. It has been almost eight years (!) since my first book, The Messenger, was released. And I am days away from my eighty-fifth birthday. (Yikes!) Goes to show ‘ya – anything is possible.

From Covid19 (which, thank the Good Lord I have not gotten), to breast cancer (I’ve been clean for a year), to everything before, after, and in between its launch, the book took its own time. It also took a while for me to realize that I wasn’t in charge of it or anything else. I had to understand that in order to let it go where it was going. To let it become what it was going to become.

Once the full impact of the futility of controlling it sank in, I was astounded at the sheer enormity of things that were beyond my grasp. It was humbling. And a blessed relief. At some point, it dawned on me that all I could control was how my willful mind was perceiving things, planning things, expecting things. And I found out that my grasp of the concept of surrender wasn’t as good as I thought it was. It took time to surrender it in its entirety to the real Creator. And a wonderful editor. To be sure, I had plenty of help, including the artist (who happens to be my brother) who created the gorgeous cover.

During the writing of the book, Covid19 shut down life as I knew it, and the startling events that took place in those years, plus old memories, showed up in my story. I didn’t plan it that way; they came, and I let them unfold. Of course, my experiences didn’t impact the Egypt part of the story. My Spirit Guide Lukhamen continued to show me his life, and the events that were happening around it. As in the first book, our two stories emerged. And they converged as before and surprised me again.

How clear are things in hindsight! I can see now that the book had two purposes: one, and the most important, was to finish telling Lukhamen’s story. It was given to me to give comfort to those in grief, including me. And two, to teach me humility, reverence, and gratitude in the face of a Love I still cannot fully understand.

I’m going to stop here, because this is a subject that has many, many aspects, and I dare say I will come back to it again and again.

And so, dear Friends, on this day, my wish is to offer you this labor of love. I hope it will bring you a vision of life that is far greater and far more beautiful than our earth-bound minds can imagine. I will be talking to you again soon. I’ve missed my blog. And you. Until next time.

You can find The Well on Amazon.

https://www.amazon.com/s?k=The+Well+by+Helen+Delaney&i=stripbooks&crid=2Q4KCK8YYY3CI&sprefix=the+well+by+helen+delaney%2Cstripbooks%2C298