Jin finally made her way over! Well, in our cherished world of make-believe, anyway. I felt the same deep, heartfelt touch as when my dear friend and student Jen joined our doll family with Civetta.

So many of my students I never meet face to face, yet my children and I honor each one during our playtime and in our prayers. It gives us purpose, a reason to keep loving and pouring out that love without end. But when that love flows back, when someone weaves something so meaningful into your everyday life, like joining you in spirit to play with your children even from miles away, it lifts the soul in ways words can barely capture. We keep a doll or figure for nearly everyone we hold dear, but when a person sends their own? It’s their quiet way of whispering, “I’m here with you.”

My children and I are raised with wide open hearts and minds. I pass down everything the Lord has shown me, and that becomes the foundation for how they learn to embrace people from every faith, every background, every circumstance, whether rich or poor, thin or full figured, disabled or able, any skin tone, any language, whether they give to us or not. We teach them to remain open, even knowing love isn’t always returned. Sometimes those who claim to love don’t truly mean it. I’ve prepared them for the full spectrum because life can wound deeply, especially when you love as openly and vulnerably as the Lord does.

I sometimes sense His parenting so vividly. I picture Him saying how fiercely He loves every child, how He can’t stand to see any destroyed, suffering, or turning on one another. He could never favor one over another. Yet some earthly parents detach with startling ease. I recently watched a YouTube video of a mother who no longer wanted to be a mom; she dreamed of buying a van and traveling, ready to leave her seven year old behind. It shook me, not to judge her, but to grapple with how anyone could so casually sever a bond with someone who is literally part of them. The Lord never does that. Never.

Many religions position themselves as the sole chosen, but the reality is that every soul on earth is chosen and profoundly loved. Few truly feel or accept it because the scale of that love feels unimaginable. And when you love on that level, imperfections will show. For me, I often perceive people’s thoughts. I feel them, hear them in the ether, sense the tests coming, and notice when someone assumes I’m not tuned in. Ironically, it’s precisely in those “unwatched” moments that I hear the clearest, slipping into their deeper consciousness and catching the negativity directed at me. Yet I’ve never abandoned a friend over it. I may step back for healing, but the love itself never stops.

That’s the lesson I give my children: the world is immense. Never judge by the surface. Someone can look one way and be entirely different within. I’ve met breathtakingly beautiful women whose inner world was harsh and closed, and others who doubted their own beauty yet radiated pure light from the soul.

Each day we sit together studying the world’s religions, exploring how different hearts understand the Divine. We celebrate everyone’s holidays to keep joy alive and give us things to anticipate, while quietly holding our own truth. Some paths shine with clearer light than others, but I don’t limit myself to one. I believe every person holds the power to evolve. If the desire burns true in their heart, they can become exactly who they long to be.

Those who climb by stepping on others may gain quickly, but their triumphs ring hollow. The ones who master God’s unconditional love are the ones who stay filled, watched over, and blessed. Hardships come to us all, but when you reflect as one of His chosen, you see His presence woven through every trial, your guides, your higher self. Look how far so many of you have journeyed.

Jin’s Barbie arrived and carried more weight than she may have known. So many students have already uncovered beautiful new truths about themselves through their studies, but when she received her spiritual name, it struck a chord deep inside, just as it did for Avrina. What a luminous name. A name is far more than a call; it’s the resonance of your essence, the banner of what your soul stands for.

I sensed the Barbie landing perfectly timed, right after her spiritual name reading, and her card overflowed with pure joy about it. Gazing at the doll, I thought: this radiant soul is finally feeling freer. And here, in our gentle world of imagination, we will always guard that freedom for her.

Though she came as a collector’s piece, I couldn’t leave her boxed. Now she embodies my wonderful friend, the princess of the Moon as we made her in our game. Today she brought tiny moonlit wishes to us all, shimmering in her red flower petal gown. Adriel was beside herself with joy, just like an Ariana sent the Peter rabbit, Barbie, and Sveta had sent her the Nutcracker edition.

Like a heavenly queen descending to bless those below, she visited angel Alura in the Malibu Barbie house alongside her two little ones: Alexander, the superhero who dreams of growing into true psychic strength and honoring his name, and Adriel, the Mer-angel who slips between a regular Barbie and another mermaid Barbie doll, when she shifts into a mermaid, transforming into her spirit form. (She just throws the other doll behind her back😉).

Together we journeyed to the moon with her, pulling out small toys that captured joyful snapshots from our lives, as if strolling through cherished memories beneath her gentle watch. Today felt like hers entirely. Perhaps it will mark a new chapter for her in the waking world too.

I’m endlessly grateful for these tender moments and for the beautiful souls who grace our path.

Thank you, Heavenly Mother and Father for everything.

I never mean to lift one above others; this is simply my way of sharing the journey, and my story matters too. But my story lives through loving each of you.

Today held so many blessings, not only the Barbie’s arrival, but the magical world she gifted us in play, the other gracious touches she left, and the knowing that her reading truly moved her. There’s always been a soft longing for more connection there, and despite the occasional chaos of too many clients, scattered files, and missed uploads, things always align at the divine right moment. Her spiritual name reading arrived just as the Chinese New Year approached. How poetic and perfect.

Thank you for shining in our lives, Jin, or rather, shall I wait for her to share her new name aloud if she wishes?

And to everyone reading these words: I know you’re the ones who’ve touched our hearts in real, meaningful ways, even if only by allowing us to hold your name in our heart family. You are seen, cherished, and loved. 💫🕊️