Sasquatch : Interdimensional Travelers from the Veil Between Worlds - Dolores Cannon Past Life Regression Technique QHHT
- Jeroen de Wit
- Jul 23
- 3 min read

There are stories whispered in the woods—of large beings glimpsed at twilight, of footprints without source, of eyes shining from the dark. We call them Sasquatch. But in a recent Quantum Healing Hypnosis session, one such being finally had a chance to speak.
He called himself Hollumen.
He came not from this Earth, but from beyond it—from a dimension parallel to our own, accessible only by “opening the time.” In the session, my client found himself as this Hollumen being: massive, furred, strong, with an extra toe and an extra finger on each limb. His brow was pronounced, his voice deep and ancient. He stood in a forest at dusk, beside crystalline waterfalls, in a landscape pulsing with life and sound. It was Earth—but not quite.
He had come through a dimensional portal to this planet, on a mission to retrieve members of his kind who had settled here long ago. Someone on their homeworld was wounded. The medicine they needed could only be found in the forests of Earth. The portal he traveled through wasn’t mechanical—it was vibrational. “When I place my hand in the light,” he said, “it grows larger, and I walk through.”
These Hollumen are not aliens in the traditional sense. They are interdimensional guardians—part of a soul lineage that spans worlds. Earth, for them, is both sacred and dangerous. It is a realm they visit, not one they prefer to inhabit. “There’s too much going on,” he said. “You have to be on guard. The smells… the thoughts… are heavy.”
He expressed a cautious compassion toward humans—especially the young, who are more open to healing. He explained that their people used to retrieve humans freely, often to heal them, sometimes for other reasons. But agreements were broken, and they were “reined in” by what he described as a local human “government” that accidentally opened a portal and witnessed them. Since then, their presence here has been more careful, more concealed.
Still, he said, some of us still try to help.
A Living Confirmation: The Boy and the Portal
This story echoes another client’s real-life memory.
As a child, he grew up deep in the forests of Washington state. His parents had moved into a remote wilderness, clearing land on a mountain the local Indigenous people warned was “not right.” Something about it felt haunted.
There, he had multiple encounters with Sasquatch—figures peering through their kitchen window, and once, while walking a trail, he saw a furry leg step out from an invisible line in the air. It was as if the being emerged through a veil between dimensions—exactly as the Hollumen in this QHHT session had described.
These encounters—across lifetimes and clients—are not coincidence. They are remembrance.
The Hollumen Homeworld
The dimension the Hollumen call home is quiet and dark, lit only by stars. Water flows freely. The ground is soft, the trees distant. Communication is telepathic. They live alone, but are unified—connected in purpose, not proximity.
They are collectors, story-keepers, watchers of the in-between. They sleep under giant leaves, eat mushrooms, algae, and wild greens, and signal each other with smoke. Their favorite treasures? Rocks. “I gather them because I like them,” he said. “Their formation, their texture, their color.”
In their world, Earth is both a resource and a risk. The younger Hollumen born here are more accustomed to the density. The elders travel in and out, tasked with healing, witnessing, or, in some cases, intervening.
Not all of them agree on how to interact with humanity. Some want pets. Some want peace. Some want nothing to do with us.
But they are here.
Sasquatch Is Not a Myth—He Is a Memory
Through QHHT, we do not invent fantasy. If you have ever read any of the Dolores Cannon books: we recover truth. A truth long buried beneath modern skepticism and fear. The Hollumen—what we call Sasquatch—are not monsters. They are
interdimensional beings, conscious stewards, and in some cases, reluctant visitors to our realm.
Their stories live in the trees. And when we quiet our minds, or drop into trance, they speak again.
If you feel the call of the forest... if you’ve sensed a presence just beyond the veil... if you suspect your soul remembers more than this single life—perhaps the Hollumen are calling you home.
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