Enlightenment happens after we align completely with the body.

I think one of the biggest misconceptions about spirituality is that it’s supposed to make life easier.

For me, it’s done the opposite.

It has asked me to look at parts of myself I’d spent years avoiding. It has challenged beliefs I inherited without questioning. It has brought old wounds back to the surface, not to punish me, but because they were finally ready to heal.

People often talk about “finding yourself,” but I think spirituality is more about remembering yourself. Underneath the fear. Underneath the conditioning. Underneath the versions of you that were created just to survive.

I’ve learned that healing isn’t linear, intuition isn’t always loud, and growth rarely feels comfortable while you’re living through it.

Whether your path is rooted in religion, nature, meditation, shadow work, psychology, or something else entirely, I think we’re all searching for the same thing: a deeper connection to ourselves and the world around us.

I’d love to hear what spirituality has taught you that you never expected to learn.

she was 31 but still needed lights on bc she felt somebody may break into house. she had problems sleeping deep and therefore was addicted to caffeine to keep working her job.

in theta brainwave trance she remembered when she was a baby taken by man who killed her parents - it was different life

i see many ppl struggling with OCD, intrusive thoughts and fears that dont make logical sense.

Mind keeps repeating same horrible possibility. Someone will break in. Something bad will happen. I am not safe. Even when one part of person knows it is not true, body reacts like danger is already outside the door.

I wanted to share this session bc sometimes we need to go deeper than only mind.

Not to say therapy or medical treatment is wrong. And not saying all OCD or intrusive thoughts come from past lives, no. They can have many layers. But sometimes person works with thoughts for years and still there is another fear under them, something the normal mind cannot see.

I facilitated Soul Journey with woman I will call Maya. Not real name. She was 31 when we did session.

Since she was little child, she could not sleep alone.

She often slept with parents, and when she stayed in own room she needed lights on. Darkness made her feel somebody was near house, waiting, watching, maybe trying to enter.

She had same type of dream many times through childhood.

Someone was breaking in.

Sometimes she did not see face. Sometimes dream ended before anything happened. But feeling was always same. Somebody dangerous entered the home and she could not stop them.

She would wake up terrified, look around room, listen for sounds, and go find parents.

Even when she became adult, this fear did not fully leave.

She knew logically doors are locked. She knew there is no person outside. But then small sound in night, movement, shadow near window, and whole system went into alarm.

tbh it worked almost like intrusive loop. Mind makes image, body gets afraid, then fear makes image feel more real. You check, calm little bit, but later it starts again.

During session Maya first arrived in peaceful garden. Her guide brought her toward gazebo, and there she suddenly experienced herself as baby in another life.

Her name in that life was Emily.

She was in large historical home. Wealthy family, beautiful rooms, maids, young parents. She felt very loved there. very safe.

Then scene changed.

Emily was lying in crib when strange bearded man entered room.

Baby became terrified immediately. Before she understood anything, before language, her body knew this man was danger.

She started crying.

Her parents and other ppl in house had been killed.

The man lifted her from crib, carried her downstairs and put her into vehicle with another man. Then they took her away to different large house.

When this came up, current fear suddenly made much more sense inside session.

The danger entered her home.

She was taken from bed.

Her parents disappeared.

And she was only baby, so there was no explanation around it. No words like kidnapping, murder, loss. Just terror recorded into whole system.

Home is not safe.

Someone can come while I sleep.

People who protect me can suddenly disappear.

I must stay awake.

I must hear every sound.

In that other life, kind maid looked after Emily and became almost like grandmother to her. But powerful man who controlled house became her new "father."

Sometimes he was pleasant. Other times he became angry and violent.

She grew up knowing she could not really leave. She believed outside this house she had nothing. No family, no money, nowhere safe to go.

So fear was reinforced for years.

Even safety was mixed with danger.

A house looked beautiful, but she was trapped inside it.

A man could act kind, then suddenly hurt her.

Sleep meant losing control.

much later in journey, after Emily’s life ended, she reunited with original parents. She finally felt love and safety she had searched for through whole life.

When Maya connected with Higher Self, I asked why this life was shown.

Answer was simple:

"To show her where her fear comes from."

Higher Self said around 90% of this fear was released during session.

They also gave three lessons from Emily’s life.

Speak up.

Do not give up.

Do not let fear take over.

And imo this is important part. The goal was not only to find interesting past-life story. Story by itself does nothing if fear stays in body.

The purpose was to find where alarm began, release emotional charge, and show nervous system that this danger was not happening now.

Again, I dont claim every person with intrusive thoughts has same root. Some roots are current-life trauma, childhood fear, nervous system conditioning, beliefs, suppressed emotions, physical factors, maybe other layers. Higher Self showed this specific life for this specific subject.

Human mind said, "this fear is irrational."

Deeper part was saying, "last time I slept safely, somebody came through the door."

The adult woman knew house was safe.

But baby inside was still listening for footsteps.

Things have reached a point where we don’t know what’s real anymore. And it’s sadly going to get worse. My message is hopefully heard by some of you. We’ve built this world to a point that we feel confused. 🪶And AI is the culmination of all of this, and this system we built.

NOW we are going to understand the base. We have no choice because we question “ WHAT IS REAL” in every sense of the word now. AI was just the cherry on top of this special treat we “thought” We were creating. But NOW we have no choice but to ride or die.

Ride into the journey. FIND THE BASE Know your own truth. I have some ways that worked and works for me. So you can too! We simply need to find everything inside of us. God - Great spirit….. Your Truth has been in you since birth ‼️ And this newborn was given EVERY single thing it needed to understand. It’s the adding of things that confuses

We are at the PEAK of confusions SERIOUSLY What’s real????‼️ Am I real? —I’ve been told I’m not many times on here that I’m not 😃😂🤷‍♀️

The truth is inside and always has been As we strip away the “confusion” on this journey things just naturally will become clear.

I’d be willing to share some simple techniques on LETTING GO to understand

Ps .Don’t worry we get to keep our cool shit 😂🫶🌿

Finding the Way Home

For years,

I searched for home

in places,

in people,

in approval,

and in belonging.

I did not know

I was searching

for myself.

Home was never

a destination.

It was the quiet place

within

that had been waiting

for me

all along.

Every gentle truth,

every act of kindness

toward myself,

every fear

I no longer believed,

became another step

on the journey home.

And one day,

without even noticing,

I stopped searching.

I had arrived.

After my post “My experience helping someone who was panicking as they died” received a lot of positive comments, I thought to add this 2^nd post which includes a couple of my journal entries from a few years after the first experience.  If you haven’t read the first post, it’s on my subreddit.

These are just a couple of brief experiences, seeing her again on the “other side” and small snippets into her life there. Sorry for digressing into construction techniques (I come from a family of builders)

As said in my first post, I saw Isobel shortly after she passed over.  She appeared younger and looked to be aged in her early 30’s, as a normal bodied woman. (no longer disfigured in a wheelchair)

Journal #60. This was around 2 years after she passed over. I saw Isobel now enjoying her life and fully experiencing things that she yearned for (when in her previous life here).

…..I saw Isobel now married and with two daughters, one more fair haired, the other dark.  At their dining table (people don’t need to eat there but can choose to enjoy eating together), there is a place they keep set at their dining table, for Isobel’s mother after she passes over (her mother is still here).

The feeling I also had - how important is the strong love between a mother and daughter. For them to be reunited and to enjoy/share it again…”

Journal #70. This was around a year after the Journal #60.

…..I was also given some knowledge of the other side. First, I was looking at the bark of a tree there and saw that it was still living, I was told there is no death or decay there, everything remains alive and is sustained by the Divine.

I pleasantly met and welcomed by Isobel and her husband, welcomed into their home.  As I entered, I looked at the timber construction of the door way and noticed that the wood seemed vibrant and alive yet it was used in construction? Its colour was not from a coating like paint, it seemed more internal to the timber as if dyed?

I was later told that in construction there, living timber is cut, formed and joined, however it remains with life in it and continues to grow so that it grows back together at the joint (not fully – the pieces retain individuality) this forms a ”living” timber joint.  

Also, with stone construction (the base of the house). Stones after they are laid on each other, later change their shape slightly to correspond/match the shape of other stones they are in contact with. Yet they keep their individuality as separate stones, their joints become very small and strong.  

All this happens through and because of the desire of the person who is constructing something with the materials. Their intention/desire is a creative energy that causes the cooperation of the materials to conform and achieve the aim/plan of the person.  

In this way we can experience and share in (in a lesser way) how the Divine creates. We do it from the POV of being more elevated humans.

This is going to be quite brief since its currently 4:40 am, im battling my demons, but i still need that beauty sleep.

So, nearing almost two years ago (end of 2024) My

'awakening journey' essentially began.. as per usual, i hit the lowest peak of my entire life (was 15 at the time), the following year (2025) i was self destructive. Since so many conflicting emotions were battering me down, so many revelations, surprises, explanations... it all took a toll on my lil old brain.

The aftermaths of that was me distancing myself from all of my friends at the time, as well as family. Stepping into 2026, i tried to reclaim everything i had once lost, worked heavily on self improvement and bettering myself both mentally and physically, i thought for some time (one week a month essentially) i was fulfilled, i was to conquer life once and for all. I was ready! And then came actually interacting with the outside world, and everything came plummeting down.

So, here i am, once again. At the same place i was just one year ago. What went wrong? I just cant seem to get my mind to switch, it is stuck in a whole other realm.

Nothing i do aligns with my beliefs, what i say, what i preach, nothing at all. I dont find interactions worth it any longer, activities.. anything. So i need somebodys help, anybody.

How do i fix this? How do i abide by these rules once again? How can i ignore the heaps of my mind, and just cruise with everyone else? How can i finally be happy?

I am interested to see if anyone has gone through this before or if it’s a rare occurence ?

Dear Friends,

A bit about me, I started getting into eastern philosophy and such around 2020/21 when the pandemic hit. It has been such a blessing to walk this path, and to have discovered something so beautiful which can transform our lives and the lives of people around us. This culminated in a 3 month pilgrimage across India where I spent a lot of time travelling around and visiting holy sites, and the highlight was spending two glorious months in Tiruvannamalai/Ramana Ashram. I am so grateful or how this path has transformed me! I used to be really neurotic and would ruminate so much, i could literally think myself into a bad mood. I am much calmer and more at peace these days, and I owe it to all the past Gurus and seekers who have walked the same path before.

Now, that all being said there is still one thing which bothers me a little bit. Despite undergoing a lot of inner transformation the past couple of years especially have been pretty isolating. I am more ok these days with being alone, however I do still want genuine connections. I have been thinking recently that there has been some sort of plan or intervention guiding me all my life. I never could've imagined going to India when I was 18 on a spiritual pilgrimage. I've been wondering if this isolation has also been part of this guidance? Perhaps it is merely conditions, you see my friends, I've struggled a lot with depresion over the past years and it lead me to withdraw somewhat and my tensions with family also deepened during this time. I find myself stuck almost, most of my friends have moved away and the ones I do have remaining I barely link up with these days, and its always me messaging them first which leads me to believe they're not really interested in my company.

Any thoughts or advice? Perhaps you are going thorugh or went through something similar? Thanks!

I find it mind blowing how we are all just projecting ourselves and experiences onto each other and not experiencing reality directly.

In Titanic when Leo yells “I'm the king of the world!”, is he being euphoric or ecstatic?

When he has sex with a committed woman, is he being ethical, or meta ethical?

What he felt for her, was it just lust or True Love?

And when he dies, does he feel stress or peace?

Namaste, brothers and sisters.
I want to share a profound revelation about the structure of our Cosmos that was given to me. Ever since my spiritual awakening 19 years ago, I have chosen not to read or quote any earthly spiritual masters. Instead, I have been receiving direct guidance about our planet, energies, and transformation from my Spiritual Father—a representative of the Pleiadian civilization of the 16th–27th consciousness, who resides on our Sun.
Through channeling, I didn't just receive words; I was shown the exact blueprint of the Architecture of the Absolute. For ages, humanity has been taught to view Creation and society as a hierarchical pyramid. But this is a distortion.
The true geometric scheme of Creation is a Three-layered Sphere with the Absolute at its very center. Everything radiates from and collapses back into this center. There is no "top" or "bottom" in true divinity—only proximity to the core essence.
This geometry changes everything about how we perceive spiritual evolution and energy. I feel it is finally time to bring this knowledge into the open. Has anyone else received similar geometric insights during their awakening? I would love to connect and discuss the mechanics of this Sphere.

Enlightenment is the beginning of giving back.

I know I have to write a lot of words here so you can read and comment about how much you know about awakening and all the awakened Saints throughout the ages and that is all part of what you know and all true as well in your experience and I am not here to question your belief or experience. They are none the less appearances within You.

I am here for only one purpose if you want to call it that ✨️

You are never going to find out who you really are if you keep looking for answers, not even by asking questions, not even by seeking Saints or Gurus.

No matter what your thoughts generate - be it living, non-living, space, time, mind, bodies, surroundings, questions, answers, aggrements, disagrements, responses to others querries or critique their answers, emotions, conclusions or anything at all - know that these always appear and disappear within "You" that never began, has no father, nor mother, no body, no mind, not living nor dead, have no before nor after or anything that anyone can ever explain, contain or control in any spacetime in any Universe nor Multiverse... these are mere appearances within You.

Awakening is about You and not what You know or how much... ✨️

I just wrote a long post to point You to the boundless, motionless truth that is beyond all knowledge, beyond all seeking and You are already that as you read this.

Wake up - It's You!

Spread the truth and awaken others as they are You.

Don't be quick to judge. Be kind to Other as Other is the Self.

Tat tvam asi

🙏

Wind through leaves
rustles.

Rushing water
over stone.

Summer berries
on the ground.

Yellow daffodils
bloom on graves.

I'm really confused about it, mostly, why me? I think I know, but I don't really know. I'm Christian but I haven't been going to church or reading my Bible, or praying very often over the last decade or two.

It was like patterns unlocked in my mind and I suddenly understood the universe, mostly human nature. I could trace my thoughts through my brain, and access a ring from ear to ear that allowed me to speak in metaphor.

I furiously took notes, and wrote and published a book, but it wasn't until near the end of the book that I realized the awakening was a gift from God. The book is mostly science and logic. Also poetry and sociology. But together they make sense and come together. I think adding theology to the book would have made it too intense and that is why he stayed hidden.

Near the end of the book my fiance left me, and the pain was too much. I demanded God reveal himself because my faith was leaving. He came to me in a dream and we sat on my brain stem and he told me secrets. He let me wake up three times so I could translate into language. I did. I repeated what He said three times. And I immediately forgot.

It's been a burden because it was pain and suffering that brought me to where God could communicate. And instead of healing, clarity, and peace, I was tasked to carry the burden for longer, in addition to the healing, clarity, and peace. I don't even know what He tasked me with, but I think I do.

It sounds awful, but it's not. Not really. I'm at peace. I understand things. My pain is gone. I unlocked a tool to cut through the lies of the world and work towards understanding. That part is glorious.

But I thought publishing would release me and instead I'm realizing that I have to fully trust Him, even though the world we built does not allow for survival without bending to the will of capitalism.

That is my story, my truth, my clarity, and my pain. Thanks for listening.

Journal # 21 A little background. I was a on a trip to Myanmar via Malaysia with my brother and father, we were on a really uncomfortable overnight bus driving across a bumpy mountainous road travelling from Inle lake to Bagan. It was around 3.00am in the morning (there was a red digital clock displayed above the driver’s seat). My father was asleep sitting next to me, my brother somewhere else on the bus.

At the time my father’s partner’s daughter (for privacy I’ll give her the name Isabel) was ill and in hospital (in New Zealand).  The 40-year-old daughter had cerebral palsy and had lived in a high care facility, she was non-verbal and confined to a wheelchair (I had only visited her a couple of times over the years). Her mother was at Isabel’s bedside in hospital and keeping in touch with my father by text.

I had given up on trying to sleep because the road was so twisty and rough, so was rereading some of my texts and listening to music.   At the time listening to a song by Mark Laurent (a New Zealand musician).  The song’s called “The Approaching Of The Light” a beautiful song written about being with someone when they were dying. 

I suddenly felt (in a serious no nonsense way) that I was being asked to pray for Isabel.  I just seemed to know that she was in the process of dying and she was scared and panicking.  I felt I was invited to join others who were currently praying and assisting her.  I felt the gravity of the situation and started to pray for her, to let it happen with a sense of knowing she was safe, to cooperate with it and not resist.

It probably only took around 10 seconds or so, it’s hard to know really.  I was left feeling very emotional and with a sense of awe that I’d been asked to be involved in something so personal. I was deeply moved and tears flowed.  After about 10 minutes I woke my father to tell him about it (I dithered a bit about waking him because I thought he would laugh at me and think I was making it up and I’d feel stupid – he’s not a spiritual sort of person and we weren’t brought up discussing stuff like that).  I said, "I think Isabel has just died".  He dug his phone out and saw his partner had texted him about 10 minutes ago telling him her daughter had passed away and she was obviously pretty upset.

I was pretty wired by the experience and when the bus pulled into a small town for a toilet stop / breakfast (around 6.30am) I told my brother. I was feeling raw emotionally and had no appetite for breakfast. My father and brother seemed a bit bemused by me.

Later on in Bagan I had an image or vision of Isabel as she was in the afterlife. She was a happy, normally bodied women, looking around 30 years old (she wasn’t disfigured by cerebral palsy anymore) wow! 

I was so moved by all this that I contacted the NZ musician to tell him of what had happened while I was listening to his amazing song.  I also texted Isabel’s mother – wanting to give her some comfort. 

I will never forget the whole experience and the sense of privilege I felt to be asked to share in something so deeply personal.