Growing up, the Christmas holiday season was always my second favorite time of year, right after the autumn equinox.
It brought so much joy into my life, even though my father wasn’t a wealthy man. My mother wasn’t particularly enthusiastic about the holidays. She didn’t spend much time playing with me in general and preferred to sit and watch soap operas all day, often claiming most of my father’s attention. And that’s okay; life is what it is.
But when Halloween or Christmas rolled around, things felt a little more special because of the deep spiritual essence of these seasons. I appreciated how profound they truly were, beyond the commercial hype, and that made me cherish this time of year even more.
In autumn, I could sense the shift in the Earth’s energy, the changing globe beneath my feet. I’d spend hours outside after school, breathing in the crisp air, grounding myself in the seasonal transition, jumping into massive leaf piles that the neighbors collaboratively raked along the street, and praying under the vast blue sky in my yard. I would give gifts to God made of things that I found like nuts or different grasses, and climb up in the tallest tree to get closer to heaven. My dad always made Halloween spectacular, even if he didn’t dress up often; but when he did, his costumes were among the best.
Christmas struck a different chord for me, literally. The winter solstice I knew, was a darker, more introspective celebration, and with my birthday just three days after Christmas, the season often carried a gloomy undertone. My mother didn’t decorate the house or cook elaborate meals. She got the artificial tree out which, was haphazardly assembled, with bent limbs left unfixed. There was no eggnog, no cookie baking, and my birthday gift doubled as my Christmas present.
Meanwhile, I watched my father’s hard-earned money go toward expensive gifts for her on her birthday or during the holidays. Still, I was always grateful, and my dad did his best to include me.
As I grew older, I knew why my mother didn’t share in the joyful activities with me like other mothers did with their daughters. I read her past, her soul, many times.
I had over 100 dolls, many from flea markets, with a new one added each Christmas until I outgrew the collection. I’d pretend to be a mom, imagining all the wonderful things I’d do with my own children someday. I harbored no resentment. I understood on a deep, psychic, and spiritual level why mom, was the way she was.
People who have been hurt, often hurt others as well. It’s a cycle. I never held it against her, but I did miss out on so much. I promised myself that I’d honor the deeper spiritual meanings of these celebrations, making them about more than just gifts or rituals.
The Lord had taught me about the angelic year, its cycles, and the “dead zone” in winter observances, even before this lifetime. So, as a young girl, I vowed to grow up and celebrate authentically: giving to those in need, offering sentimental rather than lavish gifts to loved ones.
No matter how hard I tried, responses from others weren’t always consistent. I’d send cards to everyone I knew, but after a year or two, they’d stop reciprocating. Still, I’d persist.
Before my business officially took off in 2013, money was tight, and I’d rely on Toys for Tots for my kids, Amber and Noah, until my spiritual mission as a teacher started succeeding. My dad did the same for me sometimes when I was a kid and things were tight. You can’t imagine my pride in finally providing for them in ways I couldn’t before. Then came Adree; things were improving, and with my dad still around, I was thrilled to do more for all the kids, even my new little girl, than I’d ever thought possible.
Back when funds were low, I’d still bake cookies and celebrate the sacred spirituality in Earth’s duality of winter. Finally, after my father passed, I had Alex, plus mounting bills. I was blessed with miraculous help, but as my business slowed, that support stretched thinner, covering living expenses for our growing family.
That’s life. We adapt.
When you can’t do as much, you get creative to keep things fun and bright, whether grieving a loss, facing financial strain, or feeling alone. Remember, the holidays are about your connection to heaven and spirit, personal growth cycles, gratitude amid challenges, and the lessons of this earthly experience.
Even though this Christmas is a little tough, Amber and I decided to go all out with the Elf on the Shelf to bring cheer and anticipation for the kids. We played around with this last year, but this year, we’ve brainstormed some fantastic ideas.
We take turns each day setting up new scenarios, and the kids rush home from school excited to discover what the elves are up to. I feel lucky, too. My father always wanted to take me to see The Nutcracker as a child, hoping I’d become a ballerina, since he loved the arts. After he passed, I started the tradition in his memory, but the kids were too young before. My older ones weren’t as interested. This year, a student gifted us tickets to a local show with Nutcracker elements, and I was also able to snag family seats for the full ballet back in June when they were just $20 each. I was still trying to make ends meet helping my mom then, but I set the money aside, knowing the flyers come out around that time.
So, we’ll enjoy that magical experience, plus the gifted show, alongside our Elf antics. It’s making this year truly bright.
We’ve been lighting candles daily in honor of spirit, ancestors, the Earth, and those in need. I’ve been donating time at the soup kitchen, grateful for all the Lord has provided. As I mentioned in an earlier post, I usually volunteer at the animal shelter in summer, but I like rotating my charitable efforts to help a bit of everything and everyone. Seeing people’s faces light up over a warm meal has been incredibly rewarding. It’s hectic doing it between work, my second part time job, and my responsibilities but it sure makes my heart glow!
I also stopped celebrating my birthday on December 28th, years ago, shifting it to a more sacred date tied to a profound spiritual moment in my celestial journey. It also eases the gift burden on family and friends. This year, I insisted on no presents for me; I meant it, as I do every year, though they usually ignore me.
Instead, I asked for cards with a promise: that no matter how hard things get, they’ll stand by my side. And if possible, to do something nice for someone else, a donation or helping hand. I was touched that my little ones said they were more worried about me than asking Santa for much, though I managed to get them some things.
I’m sharing this to remind everyone that life and holidays transcend commercialism. These seasons can sometimes bring people down, but understanding their true roots reveals deeper, positive meanings year after year. For me, it’s cherishing priceless moments with my kids, collaborating creatively with my oldest daughter, witnessing their genuine love by honoring my no-gift request and promises of support, and helping others.
Sure, winter, whether Saturnalia, Yule, or Christmas, has its duality. Amid the optimism and blessings, I can’t deny moments of sadness missing my dad in his previous physical form or worrying about finances like any mother. But life is so much more than the material. These memories are the greatest gifts, ones I’ll carry forever. And my dad finally gets to see the Nutcracker in his new form 😉. God is good.
I thank God for them daily. I hope this inspires you to seek out those little moments, too.
Here are some of the Elf on the Shelf ideas Amber and I came up with:
The first scenario had our elves, one boy and one girl, taking off in the kids’ Barbie cars with Adree and Alex’s Barbies.
Next, Amber created a zip line where the boy elf, Sparky, rescued our female elf, Elvie, from getting stuck in a Christmas stocking.
Another day, Amber fashioned a parachute for the elves and had them draw beards on the kids’ pictures.
One of my ideas was having the girl elf attempt a ride on the ceiling fan, with little treats scattered as hints for the kids to follow when they get home from school, leading them to the elves’ hiding spot.
It’s so much fun. I see so many people making a big deal out of these types of things on TikTok, repetitively, posting, just for views. And so I wanted to share it for those who value my work and like to read my thoughts or what I have to say, here in a more intimate place at my online diary platform.
I think the biggest thing that I hope for by sharing my life publicly at all, isn’t to gain sympathy, and it certainly isn’t to gain fame. We all know that’s never going to happen😂. But what I hope to gain from it is that I can inspire other people to see the beauty, even in the ugliest times of life. I hope that people can see that God is there for them, even when it seems that he’s not. He’s there, in the love that you find around you, or even if you don’t receive it, he’s found in the love that you give. I hope people can come to realize that while they waste time worrying about every little thing excessively, that they miss out on the time that they could have had with people that matter. Not everything has to be what the world makes it into, you can create your own reality.
Nonetheless, I hope that this story made a few people laugh. And if not, I hope that it inspired someone to get out there and do something nice for other people or someone. It takes your mind off of what’s happening in your own life, and it certainly shows you that it may not be as bad as some other people have it, and that you have the ability to make someone’s situation better. Isn’t that the cycle of life? It should also bring a great realization that this world has really taken the true meaning out of so many things, and what they’ve turned things into has literally beaten people down into the ground as slaves. Value the people in your life, and do as much good as you can. And if you have the ability to bless others, do so. It’s the people that matter the most because they are what carry the weight of God within them, no material man-made created thing holds such value. Don’t waste time, allowing the world to push you down to where you stop feeling like you care about the things you used to, and can’t seem to find joy anymore. Don’t look back on the things that you didn’t have with anger or resentment, but with love and understanding, and change the cycles that you saw and didn’t like, through your own actions. That’s one way you break through the duality.
I hope everybody has a wonderful holiday season. 
Embracing the Eternal Echo: Coping With Sensitivity, Solitude, and the Sacred Dance of Forgiveness
In the quiet hush of this morning’s dawn, winter’s frost etched silver filigree on the windowpane, I found myself once more at the precipice of my soul’s vast ocean. The world hums with unseen currents, vibrations of joy and sorrow, love and loss, that lap at the shores of my being like relentless waves.
As an empath, an ascended soul traveling the awkward alchemy of the spiritual and the mundane, I am both vessel and voyager.
Visions pound me hard. My heart, a cosmic sponge, absorbs the experiences of my previous lifetimes, but this one especially. Pictures flashed in my mind and led to memories.
I thought of the laughter of Alexander’s first Halloween mask, the sting of a father’s untimely departure. My thoughts moved to recalling the glitch of my smartphone that mirrors the fractures in our fragile connections. Everything flooded into my third eye like a picture book whose pages were being flipped through too quickly.
2012. I saw my first client emailing that they were happy that a spell I did, reunited she and her lover.
2013. I saw Amber, Gia and I playing “Just Dance”. We were poor still. Amber, Noah and I shared a bedroom, me sleeping on the floor at night so that the kids had beds to rest in. On weekends, we all took to the floor with blankets, Amber ‘s friend Gia joining us. Without money or transportation, we were left to games at home or long walks to get out. In that memory, we all danced to “Starships” by Nicki Minaj. It was our workout. Not enough funds to join a gym.
Another image flashed. 2014. I was sitting on my computer on a website called “Starseeds.net”. People flooded my messages with questions about spirituality. My blogs and YouTube channel had already been up for a year and half already and many wanted to know more. I used a photo of myself holding a crystal ball encircled by a rainbow, as my profile pic.
2014. A man named Mark from Australia and I had become close friends through my work online. I was awaiting his email in the vision, but received one from a woman named Sherry, a real estate agent from California. She asked me to join her on a cruise out there, after helping her. Excitedly, I begged my parents to watch Amber and Noah so that I could go, but they said no. I was so disappointed. I had never really been anywhere. Mark got in touch with me later, and cheered me up.
Another image appeared, of later that same year. I sat in my backyard, but this time I had finished doing a spell with my daughter. We had a huge fire and called the elements of fire. It was a beautiful night under a blood moon. Amber and I used the remaining embers of the dying bonfire to roast marshmallows. It was a beautiful Summer evening.
The images continued, one after the other, all containing moments that played in like movie clips in my third eye, teleporting me back to missed days of old. Times that were simpler. I could hear the voices as we chatted in the images. The music that played back then could be heard as clearly as if the radio was right by my side again next to me, playing them all over again clearly.
Outside the energy felt somewhat normal with hints of sentiment. Tapping back into the energy at present, it all felt so empty. Nothing like the years before. I started channeling further and found myself spiraling down the rabbit hole.
I went from years ago in the past, to the present, and by that time, I was expanding into the firmament. I felt the world’s depression, loss, and the fears of so many people which lingered in the airwaves.
I saw Ukraine.
I saw the pasttimes of the country, memories of families who once lived there. Some of their family members were dead, others… separated from each other by taking refuge elsewhere. I felt the people missing their loved ones. I saw an elderly woman’s memories of having grown up there since she was small. Already she had lived in danger there once during the holocaust, but eventually there was peace. Oh how different Ukraine was then! I felt her feelings of hopelessness of witnessing war again.
It was all so sad. I saw backhanded deals in politics. I saw my own future. I saw protests erupting next year, more.
After long, I wished the visions would stop. But how? By that time, I had let the whole world in. And it hurt in more ways than one.
Afterwards, I just shutdown. I think I started to shut down a long time ago. I didn’t shut my gifts down, but I started holding in my visions, my thoughts, keeping them to myself, to protect myself. Aside from the world, I witnessed so many traumatizing things through my visions, from allowing so many people to get close to me in the past, knowing that they would hurt me. I know I can only blame myself for allowing them in, but my unconditionally, loving heart could never deny anyone. And I have no regrets. Yet, I hurt inside to think of human nature. Heaven explains it, but I can’t grasp it yet. Or I have difficulty accepting rather. How can people hurt others? How can people prioritize themselves instead of their loved ones? Why are they so blind to so many things? How can they just follow the world so easily. How can someone hurt someone who has been so good to them? Why hurt animals? Children? How can people treat one another like objects? I ask heaven so many of these questions and even in the deepest explanations that they give me, I say: “ No.”
Humans can be shifty. Communication makes me jumpy.
Imagine if you can, I receive a single text, innocuous to most, yet as I open it , it makes me shake within like a meteor shower. Nausea rises, visions flicker at the edges of sight, tremors ripple through limbs unbidden. It’s not the fault of the person texting me, it’s the remnants of the visions that I had, that have me shaken up. Or, that I saw too deeply. Why can’t I just see everyone the same as everyone else? Where things hidden from the ordinary in a persons past, or mind, are never seen?
Trying to text back, I sense the individual is low in vibration, good, sweet natured, but in need of healing. I hesitate to reply. I can’t add one thing to the other. It’ll cause me so much uneasiness afterwards. Even if, I seek to see the good. I always look for the good. I told Heavenly Father if I see a bad person who has even 10% of potential to be good, I’ll focus on that. I’ll do anything to show that to the person themselves too. Many times the percentage increases. Most times, even if it does, I get hurt. It’s worth it, I suppose.
Sometimes, I wish I just wasn’t as I am. This is my reality, where psychic sensitivity amplifies the world’s into roars. In my own growth, I’ve learned that such overloads stem not from weakness, but from an unshielded light-body, porous to the residues of others’ unresolved traumas. I have dealt with it all of my life.
A casual phone call becomes a conduit of shadows; an in-person exchange, a deluge that leaves me bedridden, soul-spent. Why can’t people just love?
The Hypersensitive Heart: A Gift Wrapped in Thorns
But the divine irony! This vulnerability is the forge of deeper wisdom. It compels me to erect sacred boundaries, not walls of resentment, but veils of holy solitude. It all teaches me so much, with heaven narrating over top to peel back layers.
It’s been a lot , to see the things I’ve seen. Like the lotus folding into the muddied waters to emerge pristine, I must retreat to recalibrate.
I have chosen, with a heart both heavy and liberated, to limit draining interactions: no more unvetted visits, no lingering calls that siphon my essence. I make the plans, and initiate texts. For years I’ve ensured that I avoided overload by avoiding calls and visits except after spiritual healings, and being completely pre-prepared. Even my cell phone stays far from me on a shelf, when not in use. Even the exposure to the Non-ionizing radiation off of my phone makes me feel low. I don’t under how people can sit on their phones all day? I get nausea and throw up after awhile.
In terms of health effects, cell phone radiation can greatly hurt your DNA, and ruin spiritual DNA activations if the person doesn’t rejuvenate by renewing the activation, and receiving quantum atomic healing to wash away those harmful energies. And let’s face it, there are other toxins in the energy all around us, in the ether. I wish people would trust me. I’ve always just tried to enlighten and keep everyone healthy. But I have to be in a good place divinely, in order to help those who seek me.
Instead, I will continue to offer my gifts through the ether, texts that carry healing frequencies, online sanctuaries where souls connect without the crush of proximity. In this choice, forgiveness blooms not as erasure, but as elevation. To love unconditionally is to see the divine spark in every wanderer, to release their hooks without bitterness, granting them, and ourselves, the freedom to evolve.
Although I’m already spiritually evolved myself personally, bad energy, stagnant energy, the sun, even my own psychic gifts can all harm me, depending on the nature of what I’m seeing or experiencing. It’s a shame.
I truly always dreamed of having a lot of people around me, and even maybe to even have had a true helper to share my life with, someone that I could really harmonize energies with. But sadly, it’s not looking like that’s going to happen for me, being that I’m sensitive like this. My true marriage, is to God, my people, my kids. That will always be my sacred vow.
I know how much more heartbreaking it is for the heavenly beings to witness earth’s current state and human conditions. I speak with many of the angels each day about it, leaning on them as a shoulder to cry on. I love humanity and earth so much, and it kills me to see evil.
All the while, so many other people would rather ignore it, or they mirror it back outwardly, or they wonder why should anyone even care since earth has had corruption since beginning of time anyway?
That’s not the point.
Even having been around looking down from above, prior to coming to earth, we knew that it was a corrupt place, but we also knew that it was going to get worse. That’s why messenger’s were sent every so many thousands of years, to help people awaken. That’s how much heaven cares, that sensitive, perfect messengers are sent down into this world that literally is heartbreaking and hard to handle to live in, to walk through this hell in order to help enlighten other people so that they can be done with the planet’s trappings, and they won’t have to experience the suffering here anymore. That’s sacrifice, and true love.
But nobody really notices it since there are so many, fake spiritual teachers out there, fake prophets, and miracle workers, and the few real ones are ripped off for their truth, being pushed into the background so that humanity never finds the true gateway out of here, they only feel hopeful through the facade.
The Fading Flame: Why Healings Demand Devotion
That’s why I created special packages that worked together, to create that feeling of divinity for people while they got the very best healing for every part of themselves. In Hinduism and Buddhism, they believe that each part of yourself is a part of your spirit. Mental, emotional, spiritual and physical. The same applies in the teachings of Jesus, only they disguise it a bit more. Jesus once said: “You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall not commit adultery. But I tell you that anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart.” (Matthew 5:27). So to think about something is just as bad as doing it, and you’re using your thoughts and your emotions to ponder over something or desire it. All that’s left is to use your spiritual energy to push it into action. Even Proverbs 23:7 says: “For as he thinks in his heart, so is he.”
In our era of accelerating ascension, the spirit’s machinery whirs with unprecedented fervor. Global energetic shifts, tied to solar flares, geomagnetic storms, and the collective churn of awakening, thicken the vibrational soup we swim in. Healings are more important than ever before. The imbalance in earths, energetic grid, the pollution in the air, the negative frequencies being emitted through the web of collective consciousness, it’s all dangerous to a spiritual being. Sure getting healings all of the time isn’t going to promise that you’re going to have a successful career, but it helps you have better connections with other people, clear thoughts, better, physical health, and it keeps you uplifted and closer to the divine sense, the divine energy surrounds you. Imagine just having close spiritual ties with people in your family can be detrimental to your health. If the people that you’re closest to, or thinking negative things, that streams back-and-forth through your spiritual ties, and you may end up feeling aggravated, irritable, or depressed, not knowing why, when it’s actually coming from someone that you are closely tied to. I’ve known this as a spiritual fact for a very long time, which is why I’ve put so much emphasis on also keeping soul ties clear.
You’re using half of yourself when thinking negative things that you shouldn’t be. These belief systems knew how imperative it was to keep these layers of self purified and clean, especially in an experience that continues to protect negativity all around you. Even on a subconscious level, you’re being poisoned every day. It’s in television, music, the Wi-Fi wavelengths that are invisible throughout the air that carry information and actually literally passes through you. That invisible intel enters your consciousness.
It’s also your own subconscious through things that you haven’t worked through yet that you struggle. Additionally, you’re infiltrated by the things that you see all around you in the world with your eyes, and even on social media. All of this is deliberately constructed to keep you down.
Environmental toxins, digital distortions, and the relentless pull of lower entities conspire to erode our alignments. I’ve witnessed it in my healings: a profound session that fuses your aura with angelic light, activates dormant DNA strands, and deflects the dross of daily discord, only to wane weeks later, like a candle guttering in the wind.
Why do these sacred infusions not “stick”? Well, part of it is entropy, the universe’s inexorable slide toward disorder. Even metaphysically there are etheric leaks, where ungrounded intentions invite parasitic vibes.
Spiritually, it should be a priority and a reminder of our co-creative dance on earth together. but sadly, there aren’t enough people I think this way you were even care. And many people aren’t taking care of their energy in order to provide that beacon of true pure light any longer. Healing is not a one-and-done elixir but a rhythmic maintenance, a devotion to the divine rhythm, devotion to your spirit and devotion to be a light worker by carrying purified light. Just as a garden demands weeding and watering amid seasonal changes, so too must we recommit to our light.
In my practice, I made perfect combination packages and even lowered the prices for a work that is divine and invaluable due to the unsurpassable worth, not out of obligation, but out of reverence for the soul’s sovereignty. Think of it, these types of healings wouldn’t even exist on earth to help people, if the Lord had not provided us with them. General Reiki by unskilled practitioners who can’t see your spiritual blueprint, doesn’t last very long, and there are no other healings out there that can get to the quantum atomic levels, rejuvenate cells, clean the layer of your aura, unclog your chakras, release, sicknesses, and infuse you with a higher vibrational energy from a higher dimension, like the ones that the Lord gave us in design. Plus, having a divinely constructed protection grids to lock that in?
The Lord also provided us with the ability to not only do this for ourselves or other people, but for homes and spaces. This way environments can feel clean and clear, welcoming, for people that enter. Even for people that own office spaces or businesses, these services help in making it more inviting and enjoyable. Haven’t you ever walked into an office and it was just cold and dull? Later on you went home feeling exhausted? Awakened spiritual people have the ability to change things for the better, but today they are forgetting to care about it.
Being a light worker isn’t just being a better person, acting more kindly toward others, or making better choices that are best for you and other people. Being a light worker isn’t just an environmental work. The term light is added to the word light worker because it also matters, the condition of your energy and spirit. How can you be a bright beacon of light, if you allow your energy to be dimmed down, unkept, and uncared for?
Many people get tired of having to continuously keep up with their spiritual care, but to me, I’ll never give up on mine. If I can shine brighter, bring a Divine loving essence into a room, if I can make a home or space feel a little more heavenly, if my energy makes the interactions that I have with animals and other people feel authentic, heavenly and loving, if it brings joy to their life even for a moment, then I’ll continue doing the energy services needed to keep that going.
I know all too well the benefits of the services and how they keep your health in good place too. I value the temple that my soul dwells in. I not only want to be a beacon of light, but also remain healthy, celebrating that the Lord allowed me to the opportunity to walk in this body, and help other people. By caring for my body, I show him that gratitude.
But sadly, not many people look at it this way anymore, and they’re not willing to invest their time into caring for themselves this way because they don’t think of it this way.
Picture it: your energy field, once frayed by the world’s static, being made into a luminous shield, repelling what dims you and amplifying what elevates. This is the art of spiritual hygiene, where consistency transmutes fragility into fortitude.
With so much negative energy out there, and people lacking and caring for their light, it’s very difficult for me to interact. I can communicate through email and text, and so on, but to have voice to voice or even person to person contact, their energy tunnels through me since naturally I’m channeling them, as I do with everyone and everything
If their energy is negative, it’ll hit me like a virus and bring me down pretty hard. There was one time, for example, that I had gotten off of the phone with someone that hadn’t received any healings for a while. I didn’t want hurt the person’s feelings by saying anything at the time, but their energy was making me so ill that I wanted to rush off of the phone. However, I’m kind and patient, and I allowed the person to continue their conversation, knowing that they needed me. But when I got off the phone, I literally collapsed on the floor, sweating, and vomiting, my body shaking from the negative impact of their energy.
This is in no way to judge anyone, but only to show you that spiritual energy is a very real thing and for me these days, being as sensitive to it as I am through my gifts, I have to be extremely careful.
I was lucky someone was home with me at the time that they could pick me up and put me in a cold bath to help me. I can’t expect every person that wants to speak with me or see me, to purchase a service in order to do so, and so I don’t recommend services anymore. I talk about them here and there, but I leave it up to people to make their own decisions so as not to coerce anyone to buy anything. But the fact of the matter is, as the world’s conditions get worse, people are also worsening in their energetic conditions. It’s bad for them and it’s making it very hard for me to be as open with others as I used to be.
On Being Hurt
My love runs so vast,” I once confessed in a raw Facebook post, “that each hurt fractures my core.” Yet, in mending those fractures with grace, I become a conduit for the unconditional flow. So fragile, and so loving, to be hurt would make someone like me leery of anyone who had hurt me, ever again. They would never get the same connection with me again, as I would always feel the need to protect myself. Of course I would never abandon them, but I would become guarded. Even though many may say that I can see who people are, and what they’re capable of deep down, even before getting involved with them, which is true, I always believed that having someone that truly loves and accepts you without judgment, and is always there for you, could be the type of love that changes a person from being hurtful in nature at all. But in my experience, I tried to help the people that I saw who were capable of hurting me or anyone in some way. But they were only just suppressing their true nature to try to be a better person (which I respect), but it still came out in the long run, whether hurting me somehow, or other people. I don’t judge, my heart is full of unconditional love and kindness, but I have to ensure that my heart is safeguarded. It reminds me of an innocent pet that loves its owner, and sees the owner can do no wrong even though the pet senses it. Then one day the owner beats it, but the animal still purely shows love and devotion to them regardless.
Threads of Legacy: Family as the Eternal Web of Light
Amid these solitary vigils, family emerges as the heartbeat of the eternal, a story written from joy’s bright yarns and grief’s somber silvers. All we have, are each other.
Halloween, that liminal eve when veils thin and ancestors draw near, has become our family’s ritual of remembrance. My son Alexander, with his pint-sized bravado, donned the killer clown guise this year, a nod to my father’s wild, elaborate costumes from my childhood, when Friday the 13th marathons left me huddled in terror. In that red-nosed regalia, Alexander channeled not just play, but legacy: honoring the grandfather he never met, bridging the chasm of loss with laughter and strangers’ cheers at a contest we miraculously won.
These moments are divine postscripts, reminders that love defies the linear tyranny of time.
My daughter Adriel’s paper airplane prayer that I mentioned in a previous entry, scrawled with pleas for adventure and ease, looped back not as grand fortune, but as a cascade of small miracles: an impromptu outing, a rediscovered iPad, a trickle of unexpected funds. Even the banal betrayals of technology, like my cursed iPhone 16’s phantom glitches ( never upgrade, heed my warning!), value this truth.
In the eternal now, devices falter, but soul bonds endure. They stitch across lifetimes, where I once foresaw my father’s passing at age 3 in the astral world, and again at age twelve, a psychic precognition that now informs my gentle guidance of my children through their own sensitivities. i’m guiding them through it but seeing how hard it is for me to live with these gifts, sometimes I wonder if it’s even something I want for them.
The River of Time: Virtue in the Vast Unfolding
At its core, our spiritually awkward sojourn is a meditation on time, not as a thief, but as an eternal river, carrying us through infinite expressions of the One. I have glimpsed this in past-life echoes: the betrayals that birthed compassion, the abundances that taught non-attachment. Losses pile like autumn leaves, home razed by fire, students scattered by circumstance, health besieged by the body’s rebellions, yet each is a lesson in virtue. To see life truly is to embrace impermanence without clinging, to love without possession, to forgive as an act of cosmic courtesy.
In this river, every encounter is sacred instruction. The“opponents” who wound us? Teachers in disguise, polishing our edges toward brilliance. The dreams that dissolve? Invitations to alternate graces, where God’s itinerary unfolds with impeccable timing. We are not adrift; we are held. To live ablaze in this flow demands patience in manifestation, trusting that prayers, whispered or scribbled on folded wings, alight on divine ears. Speak your truth from the heart’s unguarded chamber, laced with loving kindness, and watch resentment transmute to release.
Awakening to the Eternal Echo
Dear seeker, if your soul quivers at the world’s unseen symphonies, know this: your awkwardness is your anointing. Guard your light with the wisdom of boundaries, tend your healings with devoted rhythm, cling to your family’s stories into eternity’s loom, and surrender to time’s benevolent current. In forgiveness, find freedom; in solitude, sovereignty; in every breath, the divine’s whisper:
You are enough. You are eternal. You are loved beyond measure.
For me, though, I am protecting my home space, and my own personal spiritual space from this day forward. I am here to be a servant to all of you, as I will always continue to do so. However, I’ve done this alone for a very long time, and feeling alone, can sometimes bring questions. Even though I am a divine being, delaying my Nirvana for now, to help others achieve liberation, I still wonder. I serve as a compassionate guide, giving forbidden unknown knowledge to seekers, I’m an angel! I even hear when people call out to me and I help them without them even having to let them know that I’m doing so. But either way, I walk in my life alone. I ask, did I do a good job?
As I’ve reached this stage of my life of great sensitivity, I’m proud that I have the family members that I do. Without them, I would be utterly alone.
It’s just me, my children and my mother. But what happens if something happened to me? Where would the kids go? What happens if we have no income? Where will we live? Already with hardships that we’re facing, these are questions that seem to need an answer sooner than later. I wonder, as I have given my life in devout service to the Lord, giving all of my time to helping others, and serving him, spending every moment of my breathing life in conversation with heaven and being a service to others, I am now at the age of 43. It makes me ask heaven: “Will it always be this way?” When you find people that share you special bonds and understanding with, never let them go. Even still, time sometimes takes them away. My best companion, my daughter Amber, grown. Noah, also grown and attending to his girlfriend and future in laws. Dad, deceased from one vessel and in a different form that doesn’t hold the same dynamic. Mom, recluse. Everyone still here, not in the same way. I love deeply. I could have built life with anyone and everyone, Yet, I watch my future and the vision lead me into a fully bloomed lotus.
A single lotus flower, the bloom itself, typically lives for 3-5 days once it fully opens, during which it unfurls in the morning sunlight and closes partially or fully at night. After this, the petals wither and drop, leaving behind the seed pod, which matures over the following weeks. This is the definition of life. Even with 100 years is short compared to Earth’s age. Our lives are not long enough. The lotus symbolizes impermanence and rebirth. My life has bloomed, my seed pod, my children, growing up as my petals wither away. And while many flowers bloom together, the lotus lives standing alone, having risen from mud, not some strong hold of hardened earth, surrounded by water, the emotions I life with that encircle me everyday, seeing life with this view of only bright light.
I embrace the light totally. I love fully. And I see life truthfully.
Keeping everything written here in mind, I encourage everybody to take care of their spiritual energy, especially during the times that we live in. I know that I’ll be very overprotective of mine. That includes my home, my personal space, and my spiritual energy. I may have lived to be 40 something years old already, which brings a great deal of life experience, but I’ve lived many other lifetimes too, and I’ve witnessed many things from heaven as well to know, that there are many things in this world to be aware of, and to see what the most important things are that we should focus our time and intention on. I see through people, the masks that they wear, the façades that they try to display, and for me, I’m all about being real.
So in this, I’ll always be here for everyone, always! If you need me, you know where to reach me. Shoot me a text message but please respect that right now, my spiritual gifts are putting me in a very vulnerable place as well as the challenges and hardships that I’m facing in my life alone.
Yet, in this hypersensitivity lies not a curse, but a clarion call, to forgive fully, to boundary boldly, and to heal ceaselessly in the eternal now. Put the things that are supposed to matter the most, first. Be the big of light that shines brightly and more ways than one and don’t neglect your spiritual care, your home environments, or the layers that make you who you are mentally, emotionally, spiritually or even physically. You are the temple that holds the living light. And continue to learn. I’m not quite sure how much longer I’ll be able to pay for my online school and once it’s gone, all of the lessons there will go with it. Enroll in some of them and take advantage of it while it’s there. Even though there are so many people out there that are replicating some of my teachings, even using AI to try to act as if they know something Deeper, my teachings are authentic and truly from heaven. It would be a terrible thing to miss out on in this lifetime. Like I said, heaven sends a messenger every so many thousands of years, to come and find the people that they want to come home, and awaken them. Continue being one of those people. 
May this echo resonate in your chambers, stirring the lotus within. Chase the ripples, cherish the now, and bloom unapologetically.
If any of you have been ordering healings from my website sporadically and noticed they’re not as potent or long-lasting as before, there’s a profound reason rooted in the shifting dynamics of our world.
I’ve discussed this in earlier blogs here and on my official site, warning that post-Passover, a major energetic transition would occur. This isn’t just a casual observation, it’s a convergence of scientific, metaphysical, and spiritual forces reshaping human vibrations. Let me explain deeply into this, layer by layer, to give you a comprehensive understanding of why maintenance is key and how you can reclaim that efficacy.
First, consider the energy shift itself. Scientifically, our planet is undergoing rapid atmospheric and societal changes that directly impact human biology and psychology. Climate change, for instance, amplifies greenhouse gases like carbon dioxide, altering Earth’s energy balance and leading to extreme weather events such as heat waves, droughts, and storms.
These environmental stressors influence our bioelectric fields, think of the human body as a conductor of electromagnetic energy, where pollution and temperature fluctuations can disrupt cellular communication and hormone regulation, fostering heavier “vibrations” akin to increased stress and inflammation. Societally, the rise in air pollution from energy sources contributes to respiratory issues and mental health declines, weighing down our natural vitality. Metaphysically, this manifests as a densification of collective energy fields; the Earth’s aura, much like our own, is bombarded by lower-frequency vibrations from human discord, technology overload, and geomagnetic shifts, pulling individuals into heavier states.
Spiritually, this aligns with prophetic timelines where “darker forces”, symbolizing ego-driven chaos or karmic cycles, accelerate these changes, diverging from divine harmony and forcing souls to adapt or descend into lower consciousness.
Now, why do infrequent healings fall short? If you’re only getting one every few months without upkeep, the effects don’t compound. Scientifically, energy healing like quantum modalities can stimulate biofields, reducing pain and edema through mechanisms like pulsed electromagnetic fields (PEMF), which penetrate tissues to promote wound healing and cellular repair.
However, without repetition, these benefits fade as the body’s homeostasis resets amid daily stressors—much like how a single therapy session might offer temporary relief via placebo or endorphin release, but lacks the cumulative neural rewiring for lasting change.
Metaphysically, healings infuse your aura with higher vibrations, but gaps allow atmospheric energies, think wavelengths in the air carrying collective negativity to erode them, as our energy fields are porous and interactive. Spiritually, each healing builds on the last by strengthening soul ties; when spaced too far, the angelic essence I channel dissipates, unable to anchor against worldly pulls that override spirit with material concerns.
To visualize this, here’s a diagram illustrating the layers of the human aura, showing how these energy fields surround and interact with our physical form:
Notice how the etheric, emotional, and mental layers can be influenced by external vibrations if not maintained.
You can’t expect one service to fix everything permanently. Quantum healing, for example, taps into subatomic levels where thoughts and intentions might influence energy states, though scientific evidence is mixed, some studies suggest biofield therapies advance understanding of pain relief and mental health, while skeptics note a lack of conclusive proof for direct cures.
It feels good initially because it aligns your quantum field, potentially via entanglement principles where distant energies connect, but daily exposures to coworkers’ stress energies or electromagnetic pollution from devices counteract it.
Metaphysically, as I’ve taught, everything vibrates in wavelengths; without renewing your protective grids, sacred geometric patterns that shield your aura, these intrusions create spiritual ties that drain vitality.
Spiritually, this is about staying fused with angelic light, which deflects lower entities; without it, reality’s illusions penetrate, dimming your heavenly presence.
Here’s an illustration of quantum energy healing and vibrational fields, depicting how these subtle energies might interact at a subatomic level:
Reflect on your early spiritual enthusiasm, healings lasted because you were actively engaged. Scientifically, consistent practice builds neuroplasticity, rewiring brain pathways for sustained well-being, much like how music therapy modulates heart rhythms and reduces pain perception through vibrational entrainment. Metaphysically, that zeal kept your aura vibrant, with multiple layers (etheric to causal) aligned and protected. Spiritually, it maintained strong ties to divine sources, allowing my essence infused in each healing, to linger and sustain.
In my healings, I channel not just angelic or spiritual energy, but my own essence, creating a bond. If our connection weakens, that energy doesn’t persist. Scientifically, this mirrors biofield interactions where practitioner-client rapport enhances outcomes, as seen in studies on Reconnective Healing. Metaphysically, auras reflect soul states, and without ongoing fusion, negative vibrations dominate. Spiritually, it’s about overcoming worldly consciousness through service, activating dormant DNA strands via light codes, energetic blueprints that unlock higher awareness and deflect negativity.
To deepen this, view this depiction of angelic light in spiritual energy healing, symbolizing the divine infusion that protects and elevates:
Please, commit to your spiritual care: Maintain dimensional DNA alignment by activating extra strands through meditation and service, fuse with angelic light to sense heavenly deflection of worldly negatives, and pursue quantum atomic healings for holistic body-mind-soul restoration.
Stay immersed in studies to prevent worldly penetration, once it overrides spirit, reconnection demands greater effort. This multifaceted approach ensures healings not only work but transform you profoundly.
Hey everyone, my dear friends, quick update from the heart.
I’m so sorry for my little quiet spell, and I deeply appreciate your patience with me. A few months ago, I lost my trusty iPhone 13 Pro. Oh, what a wonderful device it was, with its amazing camera and those easy editing features that made everything flow so smoothly. Even back then, I faced some challenges: there were echoes and background voices whenever I spoke with my son, who is the only person I usually talk to on the phone, unless I have an appointment which is rare due to my heightened sensitivity.
If you recall, my other phone (13 pro) stopped working the day I bumped my head during the summer. I had gotten dizzy from a vision I had while carrying Adree and Alex’s little pool party tray. I fell and hit the leg of the table. If you remember, I passed out briefly, and Adriel stayed by my side, using the phone to keep herself occupied until I came to. The screen burned out and went dark.
I upgraded to the iPhone 16 SE, and it’s been quite a hassle. Texts and calls from loved ones, like my wonderful best friend and my sweet son Noah, don’t always come through. Some text messages do arrive, but others don’t, and I’m missing calls left and right. I’ve lovingly checked “Do Not Disturb”, airplane mode, and made sure no one’s blocked, and everything looks good, but there’s a strange glitch getting in the way. I’ve even heard from some of you that you’ve texted me for weeks and I haven’t seen a thing. Please know I don’t understand what’s going on either, but I’m hopeful a new phone will help.
I’m not receiving notifications from social media either, so I’m checking messages manually across platforms. There are so many wonderful people, dear reader, and it’s a lot to jump between, some messages don’t even appear, which weighs on my heart.
I use this phone for my work, recording, filming, all the creative things I adore, and calls can disrupt knock me out of the recording, having to start all over. So, I’ve held back from sharing a new number, and asked everyone who dies have it, not to call rabdonly. Texts and calls have always pulled me out of my recordings. It’s a shame, but that’s how it’s been. I can’t afford to have to re-record a 90 minute reading 45 minutes in already. My schedule is too hectic. 
The traffic to my website has felt overwhelming, so I’ve kept my text box small to stay present with those who reach out. I’ve explained that I can’t take calls right now, so people text me at certain times to stay connected. I am ultra-sensitive to phone conversations anyhow, even with the kindest energy. I’m a bit older now and my capacity for it is gentler.
Even my lovely children know not to call me on the phone, but Noah is away with Lindsey. I treasure our nightly conversations, so we schedule a time to speak when he’s not visiting. If I don’t call, he calls me, but right now those calls aren’t even coming through. He thought I was mad at him for not answering, and I felt awful explaining that there’s something wrong with my phone.
I’m making do with this imperfect device for now. If you’ve been trying to reach me and it’s been crickets, please know it’s because of the phone.
On top of that, there are some website and classroom glitches: my students can’t move to the next lesson, even though I’ve cleared the hurdles with care. I’ll have my tech-savvy editor friend, a true blessing, look into it.
In the meantime, I’m pushing through with all the love I have to post as many videos as I can to keep things fresh and inspiring. I hope you’re enjoying them and feeling the warmth in every one.
I believe it’s better to post something, than nothing at all, especially when communication is imperfect.
After my father passed and Alexander was born, I went MIA online for a bit to focus on finishing readings, so I paused posting. I also wanted to give people time and space because some misunderstandings arose about my Facebook group and my motivation. I know some people were trying to push the wrong ideas. and again, messages that were supposed to go to one inbox, landed in another, making it hard for me to find where my friends were texting me. It’s happening the same way with my phone and for the life of me I cannot figure out what’s wrong.  I never intend to make anyone feel left out.
I don’t want anyone to feel out of the loop. It’s never intentional, and my heart aches when it seems otherwise. When one thing is fixed, something else can arise, but God is good. He always helps us find a better path, showering us with grace. And I’ve found a solution!
For now, I’m taking messages through my app (which I read with full attention), though there are many, so please bear with me as I get everything fixed. A kind friend offered to help with a new phone, and I’m grateful for that.
I’ll get everything back on track soon and keep our connections strong and full of love.
I’m truly sorry from the bottom of my heart for any mix-ups or frustration. I’m not ignoring anyone on purpose, ever. I can record again and hope to complete some sessions this week, including life coaching clients. I am also working on lessons, and Akasha readings which take a lot to provide, while working two days a week as a filing and data entry assistant at an office.
In the meantime, some notifications, calls, and messages may not connect.
I also want you to know I’ll have an October spell confirmation blog going up soon. Some orders were marked as fulfilled on the website, so please look for your numbers when it’s posted. If you’re due for an upgrade and considering the iPhone 16, please know I don’t recommend it. It’s been fraught with issues for me, and I’ve always had a knack for technology, yet this model hasn’t served me well. If you’re reading this, please don’t spend your money on the 16SE. be honest with you though, since it happens to me a lot, I’m starting to wonder if it’s someone messing around with my devices on the other end of the Internet, or if it’s just my psychic energy that disrupts everything. Talking about this in the “Beyond The Veil” YouTube series, I mentioned how I am a psychic conduit of energy, and it could be that I’m attracting too much of it that it’s interfering with my devices as well. But I think it might be a blend of both.
I should have my new phone tomorrow.
Thank you all for your loving support and understanding. I love you all tons.
This rant is to prove a point, and share my truest intentions.
Recently, I was met with a comment on my YouTube video. And it only hurt my feelings because I had a lot of love and respect for the person that had left it. I know everyone’s entitled to their opinions or their perspective but, I really felt that they had the wrong one.
I am a different person from others, I’m angelic. I don’t belittle people for trying to be too pretty, nor do I judge people if they choose to be ordinary and plain. Because in my eyes, there is no difference.
Everyone is beautiful just being themselves, whether that means that they choose to glam up or glam down. Everyone is beautiful, except those that carry hate in their heart. Now that is something I can say that is not a form of beauty. Deadly sins are not a form of beauty. From jealousy, vanity, being covetous, greedy, stirring, contentions, lust, or wrath. All of those things are ugliness. The video I had made was just pointing out an underlying hidden message that I felt I wanted to share about a certain events that happened to lately, and a small part included the news surrounding a political figure that passed away. I hadn’t said anything negative about the person individually, but I was making some true statements about some things that he had said that perhaps I disagreed with. But I did show compassion for the person’s passing and in that, I was pointing out that our world is changing into a political storm, whereas we should be focusing more on the spiritual quality and essence of life, before the narratives that are being pushed about racism, politics and hatred, become the everyday norm as it seems they are already becoming.
Sure, people miss the hidden point. And perhaps, maybe just because of the title and subject of the video, the video was already pre-judged because of people’s own political feelings. I knew the individual hadn’t even watched the video fully, because if they had, they would not have mentioned “having to skip through because of the graphic nature” because there hadn’t been any graphics. I respect people and their families, and to have anyone harmed in a video, it would be something beyond my taste. But yet, it was nitpicked apart, going from the fact that they thought I was trying to focus on my looks too much, or that I even was experimenting with creative ideas with AI.
I once felt inspired by the same commenter previously, as I hadn’t heard from them in a long time, and back some videos ago they complimented my new creative style. Now, it felt like they were judging. But to question my authenticity really hurt, because even if I did a cruddy job with an experimental editor on the video, my messages are real, the spiritual wisdom deep and original, and my desire to present myself as being glamorous, unchanged.
From the depths of my soul, I’ve was born with Spiritual gifts and since childhood, I had a fierce passion to be a spiritual teacher. I knew it was my purpose to be a vessel for divine connection, blessed with an innate gift to commune with angels. Yet, physically, I was born with platinum blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and full lips, I resembled my father more in his features, but I resembled my mother in her femininity. Both were blondes as children too. My mom blue eyed.
My appearance? I never originally sought to change it. Why would I?
My mother, she was radiant, and it was her, who shaped my love for elegance. A cosmetics maven with a touch of cosmetology training, she’d rise at dawn, painting her face with artistry, always poised for my father, exuding unshakable confidence whether at the grocery store or a grand event. Her refined aura was magnetic, and I soaked it in.
As a teenager, I yearned to embody that same bold confidence, but on my terms. Some days, I’d weave magic with makeup, adorning myself with gemstones and sparkles that mirrored my vibrant spirit. Other days, I’d embrace the raw beauty of sweatpants and a bare face, fully at ease in my skin. It was always my choice, cosmetics were never a mandate, but a canvas for self-expression.
My figure, with its wider hips and without curves up top, wasn’t always what I dreamed of, but I embraced it as God’s design. This is only a vessel. But in this world the vessel is judged first because the soul is hidden underneath.
Whether I went full glamour or stayed humbly natural, it was not about chasing anyone else’s approval. And yet, some despised my unapologetic confidence. Their judgment? It never dulled my light. My heart, was too full of love and understanding.
Stepping into my spiritual calling demanded more courage that dwarfed any fears about being judged for my appearance. Sharing my angelic connection felt like peeling back my soul, raw and vulnerable.
When I began posting online, I’d sometimes wear anime-inspired makeup for my videos, other times baring my face completely.
Anyone can scroll through my countless Facebook pictures and see, or even look me up on Google, and go back throughout the years and how I’ve always liked to get dressed up for the camera. I believed that cosmetics are a form of artwork and self expression, but I’m not afraid to show myself all natural either, as I’ve proven as well too. Someone really concerned with their looks, wouldn’t really care.
2021
Through it all, I preached one truth to young girls: love yourself fiercely, as you are. Don’t fix what isn’t broken. Express who you are. Be the best version of yourself. Dreams? Chase them, but root them in self-love first. Be unapologetically you, while always striving to be your best.
Look at those rhinestone nails! Very little makeup, and false lashes. 2020
All of my past photos show, I’m the same. Yet, recently the spotlight has fixated on my looks and my use of AI tools. I want to cut through the narratives already being formed and so I wrote this.
Listen, everyone’s using tools to create online now, it’s the world we live in! I’ve been crystal clear that I reject AI for deception, spreading lies, or anything that feels like it’s hijacking humanity. But when wielded with integrity, AI is a revolution.
Anyone and everyone who knows me, knows my “talk to text” has been my enemy when writing or communicating. Editing has always been my weak spot. Years ago, I used to pour my heart into blogs, churning out dozens weekly, typos and all, just to share my truth. That raw passion was pure, unfiltered.
2015
I thought spiritual seekers would embrace the ideas, not nitpick small errors. But criticism came, and now, AI became my ally, using Grammarly, polishing my words while keeping every syllable straight from my heart. My authenticity? Untouched. My presentation? The same, but with more colorful backgrounds and adding visuals to help with telling my story or sharing my message.
2014- A year after launching my Youtube.
From my earliest videos, I’ve been a glamorous force, sometimes speaking in a soft, feminine cadence, sometimes blazing with fiery conviction. Bold makeup and lashes one day, bare-faced vulnerability the next.
2019, no makeup except some leftover liner from earlier in the day. My dad already passed. Can you see it in my eyes?
That’s authenticity, showing every facet of myself without fear.
From 2018- 2020, my father was said to not have long to live. My insights foretold 2019. I was right. So between those years, in pics and videos and a few months after my dad died, the grief was visible in my face like in this 2020 pic. I lost so much weight from not eating.
Yet, the focus keeps circling back to my appearance. I don’t need to defend myself.
I’m making a point.
People see only what they want to see, when they want to see it. How come nobody ever mentioned my make up and videos before? I’ve always acted the same?
I stand for women everywhere. As a spiritualist, an ordained minister, and a psychology graduate, I find it degrading that a woman’s authenticity is questioned just for embracing glamour, especially when it’s other women wielding the critique. They, of all people, should understand the desire to present yourself beautifully, to feel vibrant and true without hiding. Still, the harsh words fly under the radar. Not only through that YouTube comment, such as the one that was left, but there were even hateful letters that were sent out to my students, focusing on my appearance. Just because everyone else out there in the world is changing their face, doesn’t mean that I have too!
I was open about the only changes that I have made, and why. I can’t understand why people can’t see why it was necessary in some aspects medically? But my focus on make up? That’s always been there.
It’s already been hard enough for me to build my brand or to get anywhere in trying to get my message out there. I was blessed to find a few new friends who wanted to help with working with me on different ideas on how to present my videos.
Those people suggested using AI visuals and colorful backgrounds. But me? I am still the same exact person in the video, looks, message, and love. Just because one time, I used an AI generated version of myself to get a video done quickly, doesn’t rob me up my realness. It’s shows a busy person, who is doing their best to make things work.
I’ve never hidden my journey. After four children, three C-sections, and hernias, my body bore the scars of creation. I wasn’t embarrassed by them, but hernias were painful and my stomach damaged. In my 40s, I chose to reclaim the form I always envisioned, not for anyone else, but for me. I shared this openly in a raw blog and video, explaining how pregnancy ravaged my body, and how, if I was going to heal, I’d go all in to sculpt my dream silhouette. I found it so strange that I had just posted a heartfelt video just prior to the criticized one, explaining my true intentions.
Yet, the comment was still left? Almost as if my story, my being open about my personal struggles in my journey didn’t matter? Why are people trying to paint me in this new negative way?
Out of respect, I’ve filmed from the shoulders up, keeping it classy, setting an example. Yet, I’m still judged for my confidence? My appearance doesn’t define my soul.
2022, getting back to myself healing from grief, three hernias, and two recent c-sections at the time within those few years.
Why does society insist a virtuous woman can’t also be sexy? This outdated notion, that goodness, integrity, and kindness can’t coexist with allure, is absurd. It’s rooted in rigid traditions, religious dogma, or media’s false dichotomy of “pure” versus “seductive.” I reject that. I’m not using my appearance to lure men or try to seduce anyone. I’m just trying to look beautiful for myself and feel confident. And that’s modesty.
Modesty is when you act with pure intentions. Modesty, to me, is a radiant inner grace that shines through in how you carry yourself, humble in actions and how you treat others, how you speak, being authentic, and grounded in respect for yourself and others. It’s not about hiding your beauty or dimming your light, but about letting your character, kindness, and integrity take center stage. A modest woman can still be confident, even glamorous, rocking a killer outfit or a bare face, as long as her choices reflect self-love and dignity, not a need for external validation.
It’s about knowing that your worth lies in your heart and actions, not just your appearance, and living in a way that uplifts those around you. Modesty is power, not restriction, it’s being unapologetically you, while honoring the divine spark within. And I have always done that!
2015- Two years after launching my Youtube, piercings, colored strands, and matching shadow!
A woman can radiate confidence, charm, and a killer look while embodying virtue. Being sexy doesn’t negate your morals, it’s simply self-expression of a divine feminine. Society needs to shatter these tired stereotypes. And the same goes for women who are overweight, those who don’t wear makeup, who are thin and do, and it should apply no matter the color of their skin. Women should be free to express themselves in any way, as long as it’s classy, for modest and pure reasons, and real.
Life is a canvas, and so are we.
I believe with every fiber of my being that a woman can be classy, sensual, and a divine feminine goddess while radiating righteousness in every thought, word, and deed. My life is a living testament to virtue, those who know me, see it, and my loved ones would stake their hearts on it.
Yet, because I’ve made minor enhancements to heal pregnancy’s toll, my breasts, my stomach, I’m belittled? After over a decade of sharing transformative spiritual teachings, accurate readings, and life-changing courses, a few physical changes eclipse my legacy?
AI in my content? I’ve never shunned it, AI is a tool, not a sin. I’ve been pushing creative boundaries, infusing my videos with vibrant indigo, pink, and gold backgrounds to reflect my soul and build my brand. My older videos? Raw, unpolished, me in a kitchen chair, poor lighting, diving deep into spiritual truths. That rawness was real, but why can’t I evolve?
It’s like I could never make everybody happy. Some people would complain that the audio was too low or too loud, or they would claim that the lighting was too dim. And so I have tried to just step it up a bit and make things more beautiful. I work with an editor, but every creative choice is mine. As a mother of four, running a household, a business, delivering hundreds of readings monthly, healing, coaching, teaching, and creating free content out of pure love, I’m stretched thin.
So, I used AI completely for one entire video to share my message quickly. Normally, I mix it up with my talking and use AI for visuals but for the one I’m referring to, I used AI completely. Instead of praise, I got shade, not just for the tool, but for my looks too. They claimed I care too much about my appearance now, which is nonsense. My old Facebook posts prove, I’ve always embraced glamour.
Trauma and grief aged me for a time, but through spiritual healing, a healthy diet, and a touch of weight gain, I’m glowing again. Why is confidence a crime?
AI is just a storytelling tool, amplifying my ability to share profound truths with clarity and flair. Criticizing my authenticity for experimenting, or embracing my vibrance really hurt.
I send love to those who judge, I hold no grudges, only compassion. I believe in the beauty of women, enhanced or natural. If someone’s face was scarred by fire, wouldn’t they seek healing?
I’m aging, and while you can’t hide time, you can age with grace. My surgeries were necessities, not vanities, born from pregnancy’s toll. Accusations of Botox or fillers though? Those are falsehoods. My lips are mine! You can check my childhood photos.
Born with full lips!
I use brightening filters because my home’s lighting is dim, but I don’t owe explanations. I choose to share because I live authentically, speaking from my heart when moved.
My mother taught me: if you have nothing kind to say, say nothing. Why tear someone down over their glow or tools used, when the world is drowning in real pain, murders, atrocities, suffering?
To those who judge, I ask: why fixate on the superficial when Jesus himself said, “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?” (Matthew 7:3).
Virtue shines in how we treat others, the choices we make, the kindness we embody, not in our makeup or creative tools. To question my integrity over my confidence or my use of AI to try something new, reveals more about the critics than me.
I feel a deep sadness living in a world where genuine connection and understanding seem scarce. People today are quick to criticize over trivial matters, often missing what truly matters.
Recently, I saw people celebrating the death of the political speaker that I made the video on. Though I disagreed with much of what he said, I couldn’t fathom rejoicing in someone’s passing. How can anyone? Yet, this reflects the society we’re in.
Why do people resort to cruelty or superficial judgments instead of seeking deeper understanding? Whatever happened to the spiritual principle I’ve always taught, that everyone has their own unique story? We don’t always know the struggles others have faced. Where is the empathy, the compassion?
By openly sharing my own story, I strived to be authentic and show I care, not for others’ opinions, but to create mutual respect and prevent misunderstandings. I wanted people to know me, to know my truth.
I have a deep love for people, always celebrating their joys and never tearing anyone down. If we disagree, I acknowledge it respectfully without criticism or debate.
Scripture warned us of these times when mindsets would shift, even among those who once claimed deep spirituality. But spirituality isn’t a trend, as I’ve shared in my videos and blogs. It’s a way of life, a state of being that comes from within, not from fleeting opinions. It requires the courage to look deeper into the heart.
To my supporters, I’m endlessly grateful. I stand unwavering in my principles of virtue, righteousness, and strength, believing women can embody glamour, class, and divine elegance, as long as it’s of used for the wrong reasons or that they act out of righteousness.
I’d never use AI for deceit or depict violence, except to respectfully educate about victims.
I’m thankful for those who defended me, seeing I’m just a busy woman sharing my heart. That one AI-assisted video wasn’t my finest, but I was juggling projects and felt compelled to share predictions about tragedies like Charlie Kirk’s death and the Ukrainian girl’s passing. I mourned for them, editing out graphic details to honor their families. Social media shouldn’t amplify violence, it’s a heartless trend. Despite disagreements with Kirk’s views, I’d never wish harm on anyone. My videos aimed to uncover deeper truths beneath these events, offering insights into the future with respect and love. But even with that, we live in a place where even families are divided because of opinion. My niece is a liberal, and is a lesbian. I don’t judge her political views, even if we share different views. I love her, no matter what.
But just because my daughter expressed condolences towards Charlie Kirk’s death, she was deleted as a friend on social media, by my niece? We don’t have to agree on things, and just because we feel badly about something that happens, doesn’t mean that we support the person or what they represented. It just shows sympathy which is what society is lacking. And if I don’t agree with something that somebody represented, doesn’t mean that I’m going to show hatred myself. That was the message that I was trying to convey in the video.
People everywhere are being misguided by the agenda and propaganda today, to be divided. And everyone is falling into it. And the comment that I received on the video just went on to prove my point even more, that people look at the wrong things. Or they’re not looking more deeply beneath the surface before they express themselves.
This world is fracturing, hatred festers, dividing humanity over politics, religion, race. Kirk once called empathy a “sin” and a “doorway to the occult.” I couldn’t disagree more. Empathy is the heartbeat of humanity.
In my 2019 blog In The Dark and YouTube’s Indoor Generation, I foresaw a world forced indoors, stripped of compassion, divided by a global agenda. The pandemic and isolation I predicted came true, desensitizing us, fueling chaos. My courses and book hold these truths, but do people want to hear them? Would they rather focus on the fact that I’m wearing some make up to look more presentable in my video or that I am trying to be a little more creative? Or focus on the spiritual message instead? What’s more important? The message or the surface judgment?
Does society prefer blindness, lashing out, even killing over differences? Is this the world we want for our children?
I miss the kindness of the ‘90s, when people held their tongues and hearts were softer. Even back throughout time, there has always been violence, and a lot of the crime that we see today, has been there to some degree. Only social media amplifies it more. And on purpose. And yes, it has increased in numbers, the amount of crimes and murders that are taking place today as social media continues to push this picture toward people. It insights anger, aggression, and violence in ways that people aren’t seeing clearly.
I saw this storm coming, but one voice, mine, struggles against deliberate silencing, judged for my appearance or tools. I pour my soul into every one of my videos in the past, but today the platform is changing. And so I’m working harder to make the content a little more updated, choosing each image, clip, and topic with care to share deeper truths.
See me, not the version you want to judge.
To every woman reading this: you are a masterpiece, flaws and all. Love yourself fiercely. If something’s broken, fix it without shame, but don’t alter what’s already perfect. My surgeries healed the wreckage of childbirth, and I’m at peace with God. He knows my journey. My visions and teachings deep, real.
Let’s focus on what matters: uplifting each other, seeing hearts, not surfaces. The world is crumbling, don’t add to the noise with judgment. Let’s spread love, empathy, and truth instead.
Can people just be happy for me? I am finally able to create better content, and I’m feeling a lot better these days. Its been a rough few years. for goodness sake, I lost my entire family. My grandfather, my uncles, my own father, all within a year in 2019. Then I had two new children, two C-sections, three hernias, four home floodings, and the loss of three of my students due their passing away within 2017-2023. I have my teachings stolen from me, and people leave me behind once they take what they want from me. And I shared every bit of my personal life openly online, the entire way.
If that’s not authenticity on top of the truth that I’ve taught, with legit predictions that I’ve made for years added to that, then I don’t know what is.
Look, I am who I am. I’m me.
But just for the sake of proving it, every photo that I have shared here from the past, still reflects the same exact beauty that I display today. There’s no difference. And, my lips are the same size too! I have always said that it’s beauty that comes from within and no matter how we choose to appear on the outside shouldn’t change who we are on the inside. But the beauty inside generally reflects it even more greatly externally.
Be confident in who you are, no matter who that is. Please never be afraid to grow or evolve.
With that, I’m good with God. I just want things to be good with my remaining followers and friends. I just want my followers to not fall into the new narrative that a few people have tried to circulate. Especially people that haven’t been around in years, or those that are only just arriving.
But I will never allow anyone to tarnish my authenticity or my reputation. It’s OK that perhaps maybe on the surface that’s what they may have thought and I’m forgiving. I send the individual love. But it did hurt my heart a lot as they should’ve known better. It’s not fair to judge the surface. If they didn’t like the AI used in the video that’s fine, I didn’t personally like the way that it turned out either.
I’m not focusing on my appearance, more, I have always tried to look beautiful in my videos and photos, and I haven’t changed much over the years except for the things that I have openly discussed with people, and the medical reasons as to why I needed them. My youth is due to healings called cellular rejuvenation, and I have even written about my opinion on fillers and what they actually do to a person’s face. But even if anyone else had them, I don’t judge. There’s definitely a healthier and more spiritual way to reserve your youth through biohacking and rejuvenation healings, but hey, people are free to make their own choices you know? But to me, it’s not a person’s appearance that matters, it’s the soul within and how the carry themselves, the goodness inside, the beauty in loving words that they speak and actions made in wisdom. But a beautiful soul can radiate from within to make a person even more beautiful on the outside too. It’s even more of a package if they have both.
Me today- 2025- Still the same! Just glowing more.
It’s only out of respect for my followers who trust me, that I felt a need to post this, or even add pictures to prove the point. Your respect and your love is valued and cherished so much, that I would go out of my way, such as to do so. I stand by my truth. I’m only trying out the new YouTube thumbnails to spark intrigue and interest, and trying to be more creative with my content. There are so many new styles of YouTube videos out there now, I’m just trying to find my new groove.
In closing, for newcomers, can we please now focus on what really matters? The message that I carry? Life is already been pretty hard on me and trying to teach people spirituality and bring visions that don’t always align with people’s views, has been really hard on me and trying to get my message out there. I’ve had censorship issues, and there are so many others now speaking the same exact messages that I spoke first many years ago, Who are getting somewhere with it. I’m not getting millions of views here, I’m just making humble content with a love of trying new experimental things in order to be more creative while teaching, and that’s really my only intention. I love God with all of my heart and talking about spiritual subjects has always been my deepest passion. And I don’t want judgment ever taking that away from me.
Good morning, everyone! Happy Saturday (June 28, 2025)!
Yet, another diary entry here at “Spiritually Awkward”!😁👍
I will also post this publicly on my official website too. Originally, I had intended to do a Vlog about this very quickly or to even simply type it in a post, but neither of those options would have given me enough time to say what I really want to say. I’m not sure how many people are truly really paying attention anymore, but this is my safe place online where I speak my heart and thoughts. Those who truly follow, will have read this and know what’s going on.
Regarding my last post, I am doing well. For those of you that may have viewed my Instagram or Facebook, I had a little accident. I fell and had a concussion, carrying a tray in from the kids little toddler, swimming pool, just the other day. I realized how beautiful that moment was (although on the surface it was upsetting and at first, painful), and I thought it was important to share my feelings about it. Especially… after I had gotten insights from the angel Jeremiel who consoled me later on, and spoke to me on how life tends to try to knock people down, but in actuality, it really does strengthen us instead. He’s right, it does, doesn’t it?
As you all know, I can obviously heal myself, and I’m OK. However, I’m not currently accepting messages because I’m busy working. Especially on the courses. There’s a lot of deep, heavy information involved, and I want to give it my full focus.
I also want to share that, over the past week or so, I added a new lesson to the Bible course, and there will be another one coming after this weekend. Many of you know I’ve spoken about this being a lifelong journey, so I hope you don’t mind taking things slowly. The information is very profound, and I want to ensure I’m explaining everything clearly. I don’t research, I don’t pre-plan, I actually channel the information.
Afterwards, I put a lot of care into editing it with Grammarly to make sure it’s done properly and honorably before sharing it. Most of my courses are dedicated to the Lord because it’s His knowledge I’m sharing. I especially dedicate the “Bible Untold” course to Him because I know He’s the one who has taught me everything I know.
A New Testament
This Bible course is essentially a new Bible, something inspired by my dear friend Bella, who once told me I should have my own Bible, one written by me. I’m not claiming to be some great God or prophet. I do have prophetic gifts, and I am an Oracle, but I am humble, and I only have ever called myself a mere messenger. Although at times I have referred to myself as a genie. But that’s OK too 🤣. In all, I really am just a humble mouthpiece, here to bring wisdom, miracles, and gifts to those that seek them and believe in them. That’s all. Therefore, I don’t really wanna call it a Bible, but we’ll just use that term for now metaphorically until I can find a better word to call it.
Nevertheless, I created one. The Bible course and another, will both come together to complete it. It’s not for sale or commercial use as of now. In fact, it’s not even done yet! I have another section to add, I’ll explain more in a moment.
The new “Bible” of sorts, will simply be for my people, and any later seekers. My daughter will someday publish it. The goal is for it to be a personal, sacred book, something to hold onto later, long after I’m gone from this earth (when the good Lord has it planned for me), so that when the website classes are no longer managed, everyone can still have a copy.
Obviously, when I am no longer on this earth, nobody will be able to keep the websites up and running for me.
In addition, the tantra course complements this work. When I teach about the true meaning behind the Bible and those hidden truths, the tantra course will guide you on how to truly and genuinely connect with God, live in harmony with His will, and discover your most authentic twin flame soulmate. Not only this, but it’ll bring greater understanding of what those things actually mean. These are deep, profound topics, and everything will be compiled into one set. Again, this isn’t for public sale; it’s meant to be kept as a sacred, personal resource, something heaven ordained long ago.
That said, I will be removing some students. Over the years, I’ve sensed that certain individuals have had bad intentions, or they simply haven’t taken my teachings seriously. There are also those who have abandoned the lessons or lack enough respect to complete even a simple homework assignment that comes with the course. I’ve never asked for homework from any of my courses—except this one.
A Quick Rant
I’m about to go off here, in a loving way.
I want to share here, as I did on Facebook: the Bible course is my heart and soul. I know some people might see me as strange or think I’m mentally unwell because I say I talk to God, but if they just did their research into the predictions I’ve made over the years, they would see that everything I’ve spoken has come true. I’m not here to convince anyone, I’m simply validating that I’ve never tried to lead anyone astray. I’m not a quack.
I’m just a humble messenger, not claiming to be an alien or God. I’m here to deliver insights from above for those who want to explore deeper truths about themselves, about God, and about existence. I didn’t learn all of this from books alone, although I have read the Bible, the Bhagavad Gita, the Vedas, and the Quran. Through my conversations and communication with the Lord throughout my life, He has revealed profound truths to me, about individuals, about the world, and about the deeper meanings of things. My out of body travels, pre-earth knowledge, past life experiences, astral wanderings, and communications with an unnumbered amount of beings from all realms and planes, has educated me also. For this, I’m beyond blessed in this universe. And humbled on this small speck in it, to share it with others here on earth.
My intention was always to humbly share what I’ve received and to support my family financially, nothing more. I’ve never sought fame or wealth. Consider this: look at all the people talking about spirituality, tarot, or preaching Christianity, they often have millions of views because it aligns with certain agendas. I’ve always known my information was far too deep to fit into the mainstream narrative.
There are even people out there discussing aliens and star seeds to get more views, yet they often aren’t speaking genuine truth. They mix some truths with delusions, and the system allows their content because it’s entertaining, even if it’s misleading or false. Some are very convincing, playing along with propaganda, while others are simply irrelevant, bypassed by the system. That’s not a judgment, just an observation.
In all honesty, I’ve seen a lot of content out there, and I recognize that much of it is driven by agendas. I’ve always known I would face suppression. I’ve only ever tried to grow gradually, running a few ads here and there, because it was never about gaining recognition.
It’s hurt me that my teachings haven’t reached as many people as I’d hoped, but I’m truly grateful for those I have reached. I would love to connect with more, humbly, if it’s the Lord’s will. If not, I accept that too.
I may have mentioned this before, but if I had met someone with the knowledge I possess and the ability to foresee the future, watching it all unfold exactly as I predicted, I believe I would have felt a deep sense of loyalty and respect for that person. Not in a cold or distant way, but with genuine honor and admiration. And I don’t say that in a way of being an ego. I just say that out of having confidence and respect for my relationship with God, and what he taught me. Take it, or leave it.
Many of the people who have been part of my courses have shown me a lot of love and respect, and for that, I am truly grateful. Through them, I’ve found true friends. Some know me beyond the internet, they see that I’m a bit quirky and silly, not just a stern spiritual teacher. That playful, lighthearted side is often how heaven channels through me. Otherwise, I’m very childlike and affectionate.
Sometimes, I think this innocence and love can be confusing for others. My genuine, heartfelt nature might come across the wrong way at times. But above all, my relationship with God is everything to me, and I want others who are truly seeking Him to experience that same connection. I don’t want any of this to become a competition over who knows more or who can gather more followers.
Sadly, some people have tried to make it seem like their divine purpose is to deliver spiritual truths, but I believe everyone has their own purpose. Sharing some of what they’ve learned may very well be a part of that purpose, but it shouldn’t be used to overshadow or misrepresent mine.
My goal is simply to serve, humbly and sincerely, without trying to claim ownership over divine knowledge or spiritual insight but to ensure it’s not misrepresented or falling into the wrong hands.
Please know I hold no anger or resentment, I love all of you from the bottom of my heart. I have been so passive already. Now, I have to place some firmness in this respect. The truth is, I’m not a joke, and my work isn’t about money.
My primary purpose is to serve out of love for God and to genuinely help others. I have enough respect for my relationship with Him and my teachings to know when it’s necessary to let certain people go. This doesn’t mean our friendship ends, though they may be upset with me, but I won’t allow my information to be exploited by fake gurus trying to imitate and add falsely to what I’ve shared.
That’s why I’m working on putting these courses into written form.
Back To The Courses
For the Tantra Course, I’ll also include an audio to accompany the lessons so that students can read along if they prefer, along with a hard copy. This is a very important project for me, and I need to focus on completing it.
While I’m still working on other services, my priority is finishing these courses. I’m not intentionally dragging things out; I believe in giving people time, space to catch up, revisit lessons, and compare what they’ve learned with the new Bible course. True students understand that this is a journey that takes time. Studying is deep.
In truth, this isn’t some college curriculum or content factory. It’s a mystery school, and I want to ensure everything is accurate and sacred.
These days, many claim to speak to God or prophesy, but I know in my heart that, while I may not be the only gifted person, many of those now jumping on the prophetic Christian bandwagon weren’t saying half of what I’ve shared over the years. I’m not trying to be rude, these are just facts. I’m simply protecting myself because I take this work seriously. If it had ever been about fame, I wouldn’t care, yet my focus remains on serving God and the truth.
With all of that being said, I’d like to include an excerpt from the tantra course and share what will be covered in the next lesson. It’s quite interesting, and I think you’ll find it valuable.
Tantra- Next Lesson
“Tantra is about maintaining awareness that all parts of yourself are interconnected and functioning together. This idea ties into what I discussed in my previous course, Lightology, where I emphasized the importance of balance. Let me refresh your memory, or if you haven’t taken that course, I’ll briefly introduce the concept so everyone can become familiar with it.
First and foremost, balance is the foundation of everything. Without it, chaos inevitably takes over. Any genuine spiritual teacher will teach the importance of balance, and they must live by it themselves. No matter how much chaos may be happening in their external life or around them, their inner self must remain centered and balanced. This inner harmony allows them to work effectively amidst chaos and to stop its influence from taking over.
The reason I often share my struggles with negativity and the challenges I face isn’t for sympathy; it’s to show that I, like anyone else, encounter real situations. However, as a wise person, I’ve learned how to handle them without letting them tear me down or affect my inner peace.
As an Oracle, I am deeply attuned to all vibrations around me. I can sense energy in everything and everyone, if someone is nervous, I feel that nervousness; if they’re hungry, I sense their hunger; if they’re feeling depressed, I experience that depression. Many people who are highly sensitive or empathy often absorb these vibrations as if they are their own, which can be overwhelming.
The difference between them and me, is that I am aware that these feelings are not mine. I can trace with visions and channeling, further into where they’re coming from, and gain an understanding why, what happened in the past or present, and what may unfold in the future. Because of this, I can offer truthful insights to help others, even from afar. I know exactly what’s happening in their lives.
While an empath might simply pick up on the vibrations of those around them, I do more than that, I receive visions and impressions that come from beyond this world. This connection is extraordinary and intense, making it difficult to maintain a sense of balance when so much is happening simultaneously. On top of that, I face physical situations and external chaos.
Achieving total balance in such chaos can sometimes seem impossible, even for me. But if I, with all my sensitivity and abilities, can find inner harmony amid the turmoil, then so can you. That’s why I share my experiences. I believe that if I can manage to maintain inner peace despite absorbing so much imbalance from the world, my environment, and my personal life, there is a deeper reason behind it.
It all comes down to the knowledge and understanding of God, and my true twin flame. I’ll explain my previous experience with relationships and their meaning, and go into intimate details. After finding your truest twin flame, you will be able to connect deeply with God even more.
That connection allows you to sustain balance and clarity despite the chaos.
Although, for me… my true soul mate may not be who many think, In the next lesson, I’ll share unknown things about my life and reveal not only secret personal truths, but existential truths that will relate to you also. It may shock you!🤫
The course will go into that and who mine truly is, and explains things in an eye opening way about friendships, relationships, God, sacrifice, purity, humbleness, generosity and virtue. Enlightenment!
You may not understand now, but I assure you that Tantra will help you to make sense of it all. This will bring students the sum of understanding for themselves. I know that for many people, it will make sense of a lot of different things, including me, as well as my teachings, and things that I have said and done. It will also bring clarity for your journey, your ultimate soulmate, and bring conclusion to how to operate in this matrix just a little above it, according to heavenly teachings.
Returning to the idea of balance, in my previous courses, I explained how crucial it is to have all aspects of your life in order. When one area is out of sync, it acts like a magnet, drawing energy and focus away from other areas. This creates what I call a “drain,” because the parts of your life that demand more attention and energy will take away from areas where you have less. Over time, these draining areas lead to chaos and imbalance.
In my Indignation course, I described darkness as being like a vacuum, something that constantly pulls and consumes. Darkness and evil are different; darkness itself is simply a vacuum, a magnet that seeks to fill itself. This is where it can turn into something destructive or evil. People who feel the need to continuously fill themselves with something, anything that temporarily makes them feel good, are often trying to fill a void within.
Life works the same way.
When you’re empty inside, you become chaotic and try to fill that emptiness with anything available.
Unfortunately, most of these temporary fixes are not permanent solutions. That’s why many people are so unhappy, they keep jumping from one distraction to another instead of seeking the one thing they truly need: wholeness.
True balance and fulfillment come from God and your twin flame, and when you achieve finding one, you can eventually connect to the other. After that, everything else falls into place”.
To be continued…
Conclusion
This week has been a wild one, but everything fell into place with the angelic message I received after hitting my head and experiencing a concussion. It all comes back to balance.
When I shared about what happened, and over the years, many other challenges I have faced, I know that some people misunderstood the deeper message behind those posts. I’m not trying to portray my life as perfect. My intention is to teach a profound truth that goes beyond the challenges I face. This understanding is crucial for awakening, if anyone is truly committed to that journey.
It’s important to remember that struggles and experiences serve a higher purpose, they’re part of the process of awakening and growth. That’s why I share them with everyone online, not for sympathy, but to reveal the deeper lessons that lie beneath the surface.and being calm, is another huge part of it.
I’m looking forward to the new lessons up ahead. I can’t wait to teach people how to find their true twin flame, to reveal who my truest divine connection is, and show people how to connect with God. Plus, some things in between like nirvana, and prana. It’s all about ascension!
The wisdom is unparalleled.
For now, I just wanted to give everybody these updates and to let everyone know that I am OK. I’m just going to be a little busy working, and I’m always here for all of you if not through communications, through constant prayer and channeling that I do to check in with many of you, even in spirit.
If you are expecting any soul development or life coaching, I will have you set up at the end of this month as promised in my Facebook post. I truly appreciate you all. With all of my heart I love each and every one of you. If you do you happen to be one of the people ejected from my course, please hopefully forgive me with this true guidance and insight. And please know that I’ll still be posting things throughout the week, but otherwise I will not have a phone on me or any other devices around too much, so that I can focus on getting the lessons completed, that I need for the courses, being how important they truly are in more ways than one.
The next course for Tantra will be sometime over the weekend. And again, in the Bible course will come sometime after the weekend.
That’s all! Get your lives ready to forge forward with knowledge and truth. Your twin flame and lifting your sights beyond the matrix await you Tantra students! Bible students, the Bible Untold will lead you there! I truly hope that Bible students will join the Tantra course. If not, that’s OK too. I feel as though, that for anyone that joins, that it was meant for them. Even if I’m only left with one or two people. With that, at least I know that the Lord has chosen and selected those that he feels are going to use the information for the right things in a genuine and sincere way. And therefore, I’ve done my job in the world of helping many people, but also going further as to have even enlightened just a few. Namaste!
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