Visiting My Life Between Lives- And Meeting God (Again)

When the day started, I had no idea where it would lead me. Meeting God (again) was not a part of my conscious mind’s thoughts- or plan for that day- and I certainly did not think I was going to die! (Again LOL) .
But before we get to that part, let’s rewind to the year 2019.

The day started like any other day. I got up and the sun was shining brightly. I made breakfast, then spent some time outside- breathing, stretching- loving on and grounding my body. The night ahead featured a full moon in Taurus , after all, (my sun sign) - which brings in energies of love and warmth all packed behind the headstrong head butt of the bull- (who as I’m now realizing will head butt you so hard- from the inside out and the outside in- that your ego, shadow, thoughts and fears have no other choice but to completely subside). ​It’s funny because writing this now and reflecting back- I think what it showed me is that my ego self, my Taurus sun, needed the absolute MOST to wake up and realize what happened, who I am, and what will happen. And it’s even funnier looking back now- since I just realized that the last time I met God- was also a Taurus full moon.
Coincidence? I think THE FUCK NOT!!!! Can’t wait to continually to meet God every Taurus full moon now hehe. But anyways—-continuing on.

That day, my best friend, soul sister and roommate, Lindsi, and I decided we would have some friends over to dance- to pull cards- and to journal for the moon! We invited a few friends as the darkness began to creep upon us- and invited in the potent magic of mushrooms. It was fun, we were laughing, and we were dancing. I only took 1 gram of shrooms- small enough that I considered it a micro dose. I figured it would just enhance or add to the fun of this reality- and it did for a while.

At the time we had just gotten a pole in our living room - and we were all taking turns spinning and trying new tricks. It was so much fun to do especially with pole being a childhood dream of mine come true. (I had always wanted one after watching Jenyne Butterfly’s Dog Days are Over performance in middle school- and if you haven’t seen it- and have no idea who or what I’m talking about- I highly recommend- it’s a go ahead and even take a break then come back and read this good hehe- that woman is AMAZING).

​We played music, we talked, and we walked outside underneath the warmth of the Arizona night sky. At one point, we sat in the grass outside of my apartment and just looked up to the moon. And like many times before, me and another girl (at least one typically) saw the same thing! For some reason- Lindsi and I saw what looked like a Trump like figure grabbing the moon. We both got the feeling that it almost seemed as if he was taking it or harnessing it? We didn’t know what to think of it- and it was strange that without talking- we had come to the same conclusion when we decided to bring it up. (There’s still a lot of things that I have seen and experienced that I do not understand the implications or meaning of and am still trying to piece together- if you have any thoughts while reading this please share them down below!!)

During our time outside- I remember also having an overwhelming sensation of intense anger looking up at the moon. What I was angry about? That someone had put me in such a TINY little DEMANDING AND NEEDY BODY who needs to pee SOOO MUCH. I remember being offended that they had contained so much power- into such a tiny little body. I felt as if it did not and could not match! As I stared down at the moon accusingly- I questioned why- why why. Little did I know- I would soon find out the answer.

​As we moved inside- I remember, Lindsi and another one of our friends started to feel ill- I think looking back now- they probably felt the energies of the other girls and the overall moon- overlapped as one- quite strongly- so I remember them retreating into her room and resting for the rest of the night!

This then left me, with two other girls- (whom I will not name- for privacy)- still up and active for the night. This is where it starts to become dark and blurry a bit for me. I remember we took a three way bath, where all we did was sit in the tub sitting side by side talking (in the dark) as we listened to music and felt the water and sound wash over us. After that, we went to the apartment hot tub (which we actually ended up getting kicked out of by the very MEAN security guard- who was not happy we were in there past hours). He had and sent a lot of hateful and vindictive energy towards us that terrified us all! The type of energy that goes on and on and just doesn’t stop. After heading back into the apartment safely (thank God), I remember we decided to put on something and just lay in my bed to try to relax. I think at some point we just cuddled, listened to music and continued talking. This is when stuff started to get really intense and scary for me.

I kept noticing things repeating, cycling. I felt my sense of self slipping and an overwhelming sense of fear and panic make its way through me. I didn’t know what was happening. I started moving things around. I would grab one thing from around my room, put it on the ground: then I’d pick it up again, and place it in another spot for no apparent reason. I think I felt if I stayed active and busy- what was going on didn’t mean anything. But as the movements and my placements became more random and frantic, I began to do a loop. I would lay down, look at my phone, get up, turn on the light, turn off the light, walk around the apartment and then do it again. Looking back, I think I was stuck in my own personal hell, a projected negative thought spiral and loop that overtook my whole mind and body. It honestly felt like I couldn’t get out of it- no matter how hard I tried.

​Each time I got back to the bed, I would feel as if I was actually being pulled backward down into the bed and when I would close my eyes, I saw a green portal of darkness that almost seemed alive. It beckoned me closer and closer, and it seemed as if it was pulling me in. Each time I got closer and closer, I got more and more terrified. I didn’t know what it was or what it was trying to do. So I would snap back up (it took all my strength to) and repeat the loop again. I’d look at my phone, which somehow was playing the same song, over and over again. No matter if I changed or skipped it, it was always the same. So, I’d get up again, try and move things around, walk around, turn on the light, turn off the light. My moves became more frantic, desperate. I think in some way, I was trying to stay in this reality. I didn’t want to leave it. I was terrified. I thought I was dying and that I was going to die. At this point I was all fear and panic- a body walking around over and over. Although I could consciously recognize what I was doing was strange- I couldn’t stop.

Eventually one of the times during my time in my room- I asked the two girls I was with if I could go outside. They said no. I asked why not and they just said it wasn’t safe and that I should say stay here. I accept it then asked what was happening next. They said nothing, we are here just laying down. I then repeated and asked if we could do something else, they said no- let’s just stay in the room. They seemed to be normal- but I didn’t feel normal at all. Nothing about it felt normal.

At this point I started to get frightened. It didn’t seem like they were listening to me or actually cared. I started to think they were entities keeping me stuck in this pattern, this loop, this room, this night, that I couldn’t get out of. I was terrified. I was in my room, but it didn’t feel safe anymore. It was cold, a dark room I could not leave. Their presence felt slightly heavy, confusing, suffocating and controlling for whatever reason- I kept fighting the green tunnel - fighting the loop- staying in bed- asking them question after question (and the same couple questions I think too) but what finally did it for me was when I asked for my boyfriend Alex, the girls I was with said he was not here. I asked why not and they said he was far away. I asked why I couldn’t see him. And they said because he was gone- not here. In my confused, terrified and childlike state, I took this as him being dead. Or that I was the one who was dead- that I was stuck in this room and that I could never or would never see him again- and that idea absolutely tore me in two. Anything that I had left holding me onto this realm- severed, and I let go. I sat on the bed and the tunnel I had been fighting so hard against had pulled me in- I had nothing in me to fight anymore.

At this point, the two girls who I was with, were so terrified and so so sooo confused. Frantic and unsure what to do (considering we were close but not really that close) they grabbed Lindsi- who I thank my stars everyday for putting into my life. They told her that I was not there, that something was wrong.

Lindsi immediately sprung to action. She grabbed me and moved me into the bathroom away from everyone. She told me based upon how I was acting it almost seemed as if I had gone into psychosis- that I was there- but also not really. At this point (which I had no idea) everyone had gone home- leaving just me and her.

I remember I was sitting on the toilet half in and half out of consciousness. During it, I remember I couldn’t stop peeing. I peed A LOT. AN INHUMAN amount. It didn’t make sense. None of it did. This was the last thing I remember- was sitting on the toilet.

The next thing I know, it is pitch black. I have no idea where I am- but I know I still am. I can’t see a thing- hear a thing. But somehow, I am still conscious- able to think? I ask where I am and nothing happens. I ask who I am- and for a second- horrified- I realize I have no idea. No idea at all. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing at all.

As I begin to panic, cry- realizing I am truly alone- the sound “Rinka” bubbles up to the surface like a child’s cry. At first I have no idea what this word means when suddenly, I remember it is a name- my name! In a flash- as quick as it had gone- memories as Rinka and all the time I had already lived begin to flash before my eyes. I fear that I actually have died- after all, I see and hear no one but myself - and I have no idea where I actually am.

Shaking in this strange and dark place, I begin to realize that Rinka is me, but that she is not all I am. Looking down I remember feeling I had a body of some sort but not really- not here. As I continue thinking harder and longer- I realize Rinka is the name of my current form on Earth. I realize she is terrified. That I am here and she is there. But I have no idea where here is. At this point, I think and believe I died. I accepted death and was ready to move on and let go- but it didn’t end here.

What I saw next was all white. I remember feeling another presence whom I recognized as God (after all, I had met him once before)- and after being in the dark in lord knows where- I was so so sooo sooo glad to see him again. After all, I love him so so so soooo much and he has felt more like home and more like me than anything else I have ever known or been by. This time, however, instead of seeing him still conscious in our world, I was in his.

In this place, things are different but so clear. We talked but we had no mouths? We spoke but with no sounds. We were separate but had no form? It was almost an inherent knowing-telepathy of some sorts? Energy speaking to energy? Consciousness speaking to consciousness. I could see him but I couldnt at the same time? For some reason even though the details are hard to see- I remember we were sitting at a table- but it was more images and a feeling than anything actual physical.

At this table, we had so much in front of us. I remember arguing with him. I remember telling him, she’s not going to like that! Especially if we’re sending her down in that form or with that specific trait. I realized quickly we were sitting down planning my life as Rinka. I had entered the past- the time before I came down onto Earth. In this space, I already knew what my ego as Rinka, could or could not handle- her challenges- her fears. We discussed what I would look like, where I would be born, and where I would go. We discussed who my family would be, working within the designs of what was already there (on Earth) and had been already been created.

We discussed who I would meet, how I would meet them, and many other key points that we connected as we worked through the “linear” path of Rinka’s life. We discussed who else we should send down and what forms they should come in. We discussed how long certain people would be in her life and a plethora of other things. There were some points we discussed and contested on for a while, but I wasn’t going to back down when I knew. Why push so hard- if she (Rinka) broke- and then we couldn’t do what we needed to do. It needed to be just enough.

Other points were incredibly easy- joyfully easy, lovingly easy. We giggled in glee as we planned the key points of this new life to come. We knew she would be happy, loved, grateful and accepted. She would feel connected ultimately, and we would support her always, even if she couldn’t see or always remember. At this point, I as a consciousness realized just how much God not only loved me, but also respected me and listened to me. I loved him, and he loved me. Together- we wanted the best for Rinka- for me. And although that best sometimes looked different, we always talked and came to an agreement that we both felt good about. As this joyful camaraderie and deep companionship soaked in, suddenly the scene fast forwarded.

I remember feeling farther and farther from God. The separation and the space was painful. I did not want to leave. How could I leave him? And how could he let me leave him too? I remember at this point, trying to cling to him, I wasn’t ready. I didn’t want to leave. I started second guessing it all. Couldn’t I stay? Did I truly need to go down again? Although we had planned so intensively and extensively- I didn’t want to go. (This made me chuckle and laugh considering all that transpired to get me to this place in the first place- and how badly Rinka too didn’t want to leave or go through the tunnel that brought me to him and this space in the first place).

Another realization I made in this was that some things about your soul stay the same. Your soul regardless of its forms or new body- or even the time or the era- still carries the same energetic signature. I have always been naturally outspoken and brave (even in the face of God hehe). However with this power also came an uncertainty. I was nervous it wouldn’t work, we had after all, I realized done this before (and not every time was successful). Sometimes- I got sent back early. Sometimes- I didn’t feel ready to go.

As I clung on tighter and tighter, fighting with all of my might, my throat and heart burned. I wanted to cry. To scream. The pain spread throughout my whole body like a depression. I realized that the pain I was feeling was not only mine, but also his. He was terrified just as I. I remember looking at him and him looking at me. At the moment- I felt like a vulnerable- raw and wild animal. And just when I least expected it, he kicked me. LIKE ACTUALLY FUCKING SPARTA KICKED ME. I screamed and fell down, down, down, down. And as I watched the space between us separate more and more - he gave me a gift, a lifeline to pass the time and soften the shock. Similar to how I had seen Rinka’s life flash before my eyes, I saw every lifetime of mine flash etched before my eyes so quickly, so rapidly. I saw it all, stretched across time, all at once. Through it all, even though I experienced hurt and pain, I also experienced love. A love and knowing so deep I had nothing but gratitude.

Somehow, someway, even if I got nervous or scared along the way, or even in the end, it always worked out. I was aways at peace looking back upon my life. I knew I gave every single one, the best I could. And that sometimes, most times, the times I left early were so that others could learn. That he and I together, had done the best that we could. And although we could plan- we could not protect me from everything. This was something I knew inherently- but I was also gifted another gift: I knew that any harm that befell me- never actually hurt me. (It just hurt the idea of who I thought I was at the time).

Even still, I will admit I was VERY salty for a long time that he kicked me down. For 3 years actually. I didn’t understand why we couldn’t have just talked it through like we had talked everything else through. Why the HELL did he have to KICK me? Even though it was God, it was FUCKING RUDE. It’s only recently (about a month ago) I understand why he did what he had to do. Prior to this, I was ready to go and give him a piece of mind when I saw him next. And I knew he would listen because he already KNEWWWW how upset I would be- yet he still did it. He knew my wrath, my anger, and yet he still did it. After thinking for a while, my heart and mind softened. I remembered it hurt him just as much, if not more to send me down- to a place we both know had not always been kind or good to me, or to us. He was terrified just as I was, but it was important for me to come down. I knew this and he knew this.

The reason for this? I was and am one of the few people who are able to ascend and descend all the realms as rapidly as I can, and I am also one of the few people who is able to handle and to hold all of his light, his shadow and his might in this world and all others as well. (Just as he can for me too hehe) We loved each other and we love each other violently- passionately. In some sense, I felt I was his equal, his mirror, his reflection, his partner. I was his companion, his lover, his wife, his other half. I remember it was just as painful as it was for him as it was for me (Possibly even more so- since he knew and we knew the harm that would and could befall me (Rinka) and this body here- especially being so tiny and cute hehe. 😉

Realizing this soothed my seething anger enough to let more clarity in. It wasn’t him who wanted that for me, nor did he plan on or want to kick me down.

After planning a life for myself as Rinka, I didn’t have the time to hesitate or wait- and neither did he. It was time. Had we waited any longer- I would have missed the window to come down. I think it was because my mom was ready to have a child- and it was time for me to enter into her and be born her child- as Rinka- just as we had planned. If I missed this window- it would have shifted everything else- so even though we wanted more time together, it was important for me to go now, in order for everything else we had planned after to happen.

At this point, I remember landing softly back into my body as Rinka. I remember blinking my eyes. I was still on the toilet, Lindsi in front of me. Her bright eyes were concerned but loving. As my eyes cleared and my energy settled back into the heaviness and denseness of this realm- I saw and felt her sweet face, soul and body visibly relax. I had not realized how tense and scared she too had gotten. She told me that she was talking to me throughout it all- but it was like it wasn’t me. She told me I even asked her where Alex was. She had to explain he was in Wisconsin and that we were in a long distance relationship. She later also told me at one point that she had said she wanted her Rinka back - to which I- she- my body- replied- “She is in there and she will be back”.
I had no recollection of this- and it further just confirmed that the soul and the body are not one- but in life they can be.

As I looked at her, my heart shined with love. I was so so soooo thankful for her. She was the one person at the time (besides God) that I trusted with my life. She was the one other person after all, who had seen and felt God when I did the first time in 2018 on the Taurus full moon. And now- here again a year later- we were at it again- just deeper this time- remembering more this time. I realized I couldn’t and wouldn’t have been able to do it without her and all of her love and light guiding me and holding me through it all. She was my guide, my love, my light that helped me home- she was the doala who helped me to rebirth and refind myself.
My heart swelled - I loved her and love her so so so much and I trust her so so sooo much. With my life. With the plan. With it all.

Lindsi and I to this day have never seen anyone pee that much. 😂 No shit- the ratio of water intake to pee that came out made no sense. (Especially if you know how tiny I am- I’m about 5’3 and 103lbs). I think in some way I was channeling a lot of energy, and in return, the heavier, darker energies I was holding onto needed to come out and be cleared in order for me to be light enough to travel. That came out of me- as pee. Think ayahuasca- and how people puke- that was me on shrooms just peeing instead. It’s also funny and absolutely hilarious to think you can experience something so magical and so divine- all the while sitting somewhere- like a toilet- butt ass naked.

I remember also that during the time when I was in and out of consciousness still, trying to grasp all that happened- where I had gone and where I was again- she would ask me questions about anything and everything. Somehow she knew intuitively how to help guide me back into my body all the whole still holding onto all of this information. She gently re-guided me back into this reality. She asked me who my favorite student was (I was a teacher at the time), she asked me what my favorite class was, and other questions that would root me back into this realm, this body, this life. When I asked what I knew- she told me I knew everything. Shocked, I remember repeating- in a small, and tiny, awe filled voice- everything? She nodded seriously- her green eyes shining at me.

I let this sink in a moment and realized it really was true. I really did know everything and so many things , some how and someway, in ways I can’t even explain- they just are- and I know. And I knew I knew. I remember crying, shaking- I was so happy to be back but also I missed where I was. I missed God. I missed him. Knowing I hesitated at the last second was something that terrified me (and like I said made me mad at God who SPARTA kicked me down here). But I also was relieved- I knew what I had waiting for me after- was even more than I could possibly imagine or dream- that I had gotten a small glimpse and taste of what comes in between and after this life. I also felt calm, more centered in my life- now realizing and fully recognizing the level of thought and care put into creating my life. (Of course there is free will and other entities and energies that do and can influence our plan). For a second too- I was sad- how could I forget? Him? Us? The work we’ve done and the work we continue to do? I felt guilty- sad- until I realized this is all according to plan. And it didn’t matter I forgot, because I remembered. I remembered. I remembered. Like I always would- like I always will. In every life time- in every age. No matter what forces work against me or us, no matter what happens to me. I will always remember- because I have been encoded to and I have chosen to.

Looking back, I believe I broke into the 9th dimension and farther. I transcended time and space. In traveling through the portal hole seeded within me, that was specifically designed to open on that specific night with the light of the full moon above shining a path for me- and Lindsi beside me here (holding it DOWN) in the Earth realm-I traveled to my life between lives (a concept talked about in the Newton Institute’s Life Between Lives- a book I ironically picked up at the Renaissance faire with Lindsi and her mom) 😂.

I think the reason for this night- this experience this travel- is because like in every lifetime before, it was and is important for me to remember. It was and is important for me to speak out. It was and is important for me to spread my visions and my word. It was and is important for me to speak my truth and share it with the world, no matter what fears I have, or no matter if I think it’s ready or I’m ready or not. Because even if it’s not all of it, I can touch parts and beings here that plant seeds that spread farther than you can ever see or realize with your human eyes. In taking human form, I realize it is sometimes easier to be here as the divine embodied and do some things than it is when you are in the astral realm in your astral form!

Furthermore- during this this time, I was lacking a lot of clarity. I was confused. I was second guessing pretty much all of my decisions and It had been a while since I felt God. I think in the heaviness and darkness surrounded this realm- it is easy to get lost, confused, and in some ways go back to sleep again. The physical form and physical realm are so strong- it almost makes it seem like any experience before this- no matter how vivid or real- is some far away dream- when it’s not- it’s just right there- waiting patiently for the right moment to reveal itself and all its magic to you!

With that looking back and reflecting on this with everything I know now, I know that even 1 gram of shrooms can be a lot (especially if you’re energetically sensitive- and it’s a full moon LOL). Please note: I had taken up to 4g in the past- and had done it multiple times by this point- and had not had an experience like this- so to have it on 1g was definitely not what I expected at the beginning of the night!!! But that’s the thing about plant medicine- it opens you up- it takes you where it wants to take you- and it truly is connected to Mother Earth, our father in the sky and more.

I also realized how important it is for people who work with plant medicine to know what they are doing and the effects of it in case something like this does happen! Luckily I was surrounded by by best friend and legit telepathic guide and communicated healer- Lindsi- who did not take me to the hospital (God knows what would have happened if she did).

I also realized how important it is also to surround yourself with people you feel safe with through and through. (Writing this now- 3 years later, with only Lindsi lasting the test of time of the girls who were over that night- I am so thankful for her- and I am so happy I have continued to vet who I surround myself with- especially since I know I am important here- and the less energy clouding my clarity the better).

I realized also on this night how words can be confusing. I’m an English education major- I taught English for 2 years and I still find myself so tripping up on words! It’s actually wild how one thing can make so much sense to one person- but mean something completely different for someone else! (Especially when applied through the filter of their ego, their experience, their trauma, their projections and their fears) For example, words and phrases like he is not here- can be completely misinterpreted and miscommunicated- especially on drugs and especially when you don’t trust deep down who you are with. What makes sense to one person- may not make sense to another. What touches one person- may not touch another the same way.

After this experience, I noticed that try to not judge or shame my choices (although it still does happen from time to time when fear or my human mind takes over at times. But for the most part, I trust and know myself and my heart as being led by God and the light and the highest good of all (Just like I have in every lifetime before). I trust and know my higher vision (even when my human mind can’t see or understand it all). I trust the Goddess and I trust God. I trust the people I have picked and I trust my path. I trust that following it and them, will lead me to a life full of love, knowledge, light and gratitude that I have experienced in every lifetime before (even the traumatic ones/ and the early ended ones). I knew that what we had created for me was amazing beyond measure- after all, it had to be to get ME to come down here again. 😂 (You can bet your ass I did not just go through ALLL of that time and time again in so many lives just to live a shit life- absolutely FUCKING NOT. This was the life that all my other lives were building up to. I had been planning and planting seeds for it- for so long.

Coming out of this experience realizing I am more than just Rinka, realizing there is more to life than just here, that there is in fact a before and an after was huge for me. After all, ever since I was a little girl (at the young age of 4- 5- 6- 7) I already wondered where we all went to after. Closing my eyes seeing darkness and imagining nothingness and decaying in the ground didn’t seem or feel right. I didn’t know if there would be a hell or a heaven, but I didn’t think it just ended just like that. I tried not to think about it but every night before I went to bed, the feelings and the thoughts would come up- as it did again during my spiritual awakening in 2018. And finally in 2019- I had my answer to what I had been seeking since I was little.

Looking back, I’m remembering more and more of my childhood now and I realize that this is not the first time I have died inside and won. This is not the first time I have thought I have died and come back. In fact, I think I have died and continue to die over and over even while alive (I think we all do in different ways whether consciously or subconsciously)- and perhaps I will write about this another time. The biggest irony of it all comes in the fact, that we are indeed living and dying at the same time. 😉

With that, my current understanding is that there is a divine feminine and a divine masculine force in this world. I think in this realm it is represented by Mother Earth and Father Sky. In that realm it is the Goddess and God. In this realm, we too mirror and reflect the divine feminine and masculine within us and around us.

But of course, these are not the only forces that exist in this world. There are forces that come from below, above, inside, and around. Some are what formed the original human and body. Some of it is a reptilian like force. Others more mammalian. Some of it is demonic. Some of it is angelic. Some of it is primal and primitive (like the human body, and the earth, and the animals) and some of it is quick, advanced and light. Each has its own energetic signature and each have impacted humanity for hundreds if not millions of years. (And in case you didn’t already know or think it by now- I like many others don’t believe the history we have been told is accurate).

Although I am not sure of the origins of each and them all- I do know that together- they work together to create and form this planet and all dimensions in, above, and around it.

Typing this now, I am still working out my own understanding on how the realms form and work as well as all of the beings in them. One thing I know for sure though is that I look forward to exploring and researching and learning and channeling this information more and more to all of you!

Writing this in 2022, 3 years later from the experience, feels surreal, and time itself is definitely a funny thing. Sometimes it passes by quickly, and sometimes it passes by slowly. Some of it feels like forever ago, and some things feel like you’ll never forget. But I think the important thing to know through it all, is that who we are cannot be touched nor tampered nor harmed by time and space. We are infinite, other worldly, and worldly. We are human and the divine woven into one. We are the dance of the light and the shadow, and many of us have been here and many other places time and time again.

I believe that we can commune with God and the Goddess directly or indirectly. I believe we can time travel. I believe we can astral project. I believe we can remote view. I believe in guides, angels, demons, reptilians, animals, and etc being embodied in human bodies because I am a non human being in a human body myself.

I believe in telepathy and a lot of other magical powers that are waiting to be birthed from our being and our duality here in this presence space and time now- we simply just need to awaken to it. Plus the more and more of us that do- the more and more of us that slip through and lift the veil- the less dense, scary and intimidating it all becomes. For if you knew the power that lies within you- you would be having all the fun hehe.

With that- I hope in writing this, that it brings you peace, clarity, awakening, hope and reassurance on your journey. I hope it reminds you that you are on fact on the right path-and that you can in fact trust your senses. I hope it reminds you that in following your heart- honoring your feelings- and realizing you are a multidimensional being having a human experience- that the experience becomes a lot easier and a lot more fun.

In being able to ride the waves with a greater understanding and more awareness, the less we project our pain, the less we continue patterns that no longer serve the human kind, and the more we tune into what is true, and awaken to the magic that has always been all around and inside of you!!

I also know that the more of us that remember- the better. There are a lot of subconscious and unseen forces that touch and work through us even now- and I also truly feel that we are at a cusp- a critical point in humanity’s timeline where many things are shifting and changing at a rapid speed. Although many people are just now waking up, I know many of us have been awake for a while- and I hope that in releasing this to the world, something that has been asking to come through for a while (but I lacked maybe the discipline, focus, and confidence to share it) that the right people find it and me.

I hope if you are reading this that you feel affirmed and honored on your path. I hope you know you are supported by beings far greater than you can ever imagine and that you are not alone. I, the Goddess and God are forever walking with you- and we love you and see you, your wild and pure heart’s desires and your most magical and mystical dreams. Trust that there is a higher path and power and sight within you and around you- at all times- and see yourself and it through- with all of your love, faith and dedication. And finally, if you knew you were supported by the whole universe- what would you do? 😉

With love, light, and clarity

​Elysian on Earth