I’ve been feeling something REALLY intense these last 3 days…like a deep, ancient anxiety coming from the collective.This pressure from the programmed timelines. For YEARS I lived inside a strict routine:wake up at 5 or 7 AM,breakfast between 7–9,work from 10–16,gym, eat, sleep, repeat. And yesterday… my mind felt like it was collapsing under it.A massive tiredness. A “wtf is happening” kind of tiredness. And then it hit me: This timeline isn’t natural. It's programmed. Our ancestors didn’t live like this. There was no “weekend”. No “Monday”. No 24-hour artificial clock imposed on the soul. They lived connected to EARTH, to the moon, the planets, the stars, to seasons, cycles, energy, intuition. To their internal compass — not a digital one. They didn’t wake up thinking, “Oh damn, it’s Monday.” They woke up thinking: “What is nature asking of me today?” And honestly… this whole January-to-December, Monday-to-Sunday, 24/7 timelinefeels like bullshit to me right now. Something inside me snapped. I’m like: Fuck it. I’m done letting a clock tell me who to be. I’m done living in a system that disconnects me from myself. I want to live intuitively. I want to move from my heart. I want to create when creation is alive in me. Rest when my body whispers. Follow the frequency of the earth — not the agenda of the matrix. No more “Monday to Friday” energy. Just soul timing. Natural rhythm. Earth-led creativity. And honestly… I’m curious to see what happens when I stop obeying time and start obeying my inner truth.

I have been connecting once againg at the nigths sleeping with some very heavy fears from the collective about the Extreme Rains.... I have been having nigthmares about huge rains destroing everything, families, cars, parks, people stuck in cars drowing, big rain rivers etc.... I never look the tv, I DON'T even have TV 😆 So I have no idea what is happening at the world, I refuse to see the notices beacouse they just makes us be more afraid. So yeah, I feel these extreme rains are now a big thing as I have been having many dreams about it. Does someone feel the same?

I spent 24 years hiding my story from my parents, from many people, even from myself.I was terrified of judgment.But then I remembered something powerful: When you stop judging your story, others will too. For the past two days, I’ve been crying not from sadness, but from release.I was feeling everything that my story holds… transmuting it, embracing the fear of being seen, and facing the part of me that still wanted to hide. Yesterday, I finally did it.I shared my story publicly, after two years of knowing I had to. And let me tell you it was the most liberating thing I’ve ever done in my entire life. I showed myself without judgment, from love, remembering that I wasn’t doing it for others, but for me for my soul, for my freedom, for releasing the chains of silence that once kept me small. After posting it, I spent two hours crying, laughing, screaming, jumping, dancing feeling absolutely invincible. It was like a portal of collective liberation opened through me all the silenced women and men, all that repressed pain from centuries ago, breathing through me for the first time. I’m sharing this because if you’re still hesitating to tell your story, please remember: Your liberation is not only yours, It’s the liberation of your entire lineage of everything that’s ever been silenced. What we are building here with @Thor Aarsand , @Justice Calabro and Jay isn’t just a community of “conscious creators” we are lineage liberators, we are the voice of remembrance for those who were never heard. So please, don’t hold back. Share your story, you’re not alone. We are many holding the same space, walking the same path, carrying the same light. I see you.I honor you.I love you.We are in this together. 🤍 I will share you here my story, we are together on this. Let's rise the collective truth!❤️‍🔥https://www.instagram.com/p/DQrKP3LDH-8/?igsh=NHA1MWFjdnE2NHRx

Hi, I'm Nikki, and this is the story of my awakening. 1. BEFORE — The Girl Who Silenced Herself 😔 I used to live inside my own disconnection. My body was a battlefield, my emotions an enemy. I would punch walls just to feel something, or cut my skin hoping someone would see my pain. Beneath the chaos was a secret my body never forgot: the memory of being sexually assaulted at just 11, and again at 14. I blamed myself and turned to alcohol and drugs to numb my pain. I didn’t know it yet, but I was becoming the perfect reflection of a world that rewards silence and punishes sensitivity. My aliveness became my greatest threat. 2. CRISIS — The Mushroom Awakening 🍄 It was supposed to be a holiday in Bali. Six friends, laughter, adventure — but Bali has a way of revealing truth. One night, my drink was spiked with mushrooms by one of my friends without my consent. (I had no idea at the time). What followed was a descent into psychosis — and I became trapped in psychosis for 3 DAYS! I begged for help, but was met with "Nikki, it's all in your head, snap out of it". Friends I had known for eight years turned away, called me crazy, left me in a hospital on a foreign island. Believing I was going to die I turned to God and asked for a second chance. I promised that I'd change my life, and help others if he spared my life. The next morning I woke up alone in a psychiatric ward, covered in blood. 🩸No phone. No passport. No money. And no idea how I'd escape. In that sterile room, stripped of identity, I woke up. 👁️ That was the day my real life began. (ohh and I never saw those friends ever again.) 3. CHASE — The Quest for Redemption I had no idea how to heal from this, so I did what our culture teaches — I tried to fix my pain through achievement. I left Adelaide, moved to Sydney, became a personal trainer at a prestigious gym. My discipline became my drug. Weights replaced alcohol, perfection replaced chaos. The body I had once abandoned became my armour. From bodybuilding trophies🏆 to self-help seminars, I chased meaning in every direction — mindset work, money, performance. I mastered control, but not connection. I built confidence, but not safety.

A: 10 years of rebuilding my identity & health: here’s everything I’ve learned healing myself, naturally. B: Every lesson I have learned from 10 years of rebuilding myself, naturally. TIA 🙏