Glad Tidings Radiant Family, It has been a long silence for me here on SKools, but some silences are merely the breath taken before a great leap. I am beyond excited to return to this space and reconnect with you all during one of the most potent astrological moments of the year. You are invited to a special, free offering on August 8th: The Lion’s Gate Energy Intro to The Healing Arts. The Lion’s Gate Portal (8/8) occurs when the Earth aligns with the Galactic Center and the star Sirius, opening a gateway of high-frequency energy. This alignment is a cosmic powerhouse, specifically designed to accelerate **consciousness expansion**, activate your divine DNA, and fuel your spiritual evolution. For one hour, we will explore the vast landscape of healing, touching upon the unique vibrations of various modalities, including: 🌟 ✨Reiki & Energy Work✨ 🎵 ✨Sound Healing & Music✨ 🧠 ✨Hypnosis & The Subconscious✨ 🙌 ✨Massage Therapy & Somatic Release✨ 🙏 ✨Prayer & Intentional Stillness✨ 🎨 ✨Movement & Creative Art Therapy✨ Whether you are a seasoned practitioner or simply curious about how these energies can transform your life, this class is designed to help you harness the 8/8 energy to manifest your highest timeline. Q&A following presentation. Why now? Beyond our collective healing, this event marks the official launch of my website. After this deep dive into the portal, I will be opening my doors for those who feel a resonance and a calling to work with me more intimately on their personal journey. **The Details:** 📅 **Date: August 8th 2026 🕖**Time: 7:30 pm to 9:00 pm **Eastern Time** 📍 **Platform: Zoom 💰 **Investment:** Free of charge (My gift to the community) Let us step through this powerful portal together, leaving behind fear, doubt, lack and stepping into the light of our expanded selves. https://us06web.zoom.us/j/89549690969?pwd=a7CdznFO0k2F6WMvw2eaQGDX2ag6qD.1 Meeting ID: 895 4969 0969

To every person and family who has been directly or indirectly affected by the ever-changing immigration laws: I hold you in prayer. I pray that you do not feed fear, but instead walk with faith, knowing you are surrounded by an invisible army of love, strength, and protection through these unprecedented times. Take one breath at a time. Stay present. Trust the next step, even when you cannot yet see the whole path. This season will not last forever. This too shall pass. ❤️ “Return to your heart. Love is still leading the way.”

Good evening Nekesha and family I come hear with a heavy heart , and very disappointed with my fellow Soyth Africans with all thus fighting chasing people away from the country May you kindly out my country I your prayers to prevent all this hatred that is happening and may God and Mother earth protect his people, I pray that people can have love in their hearts and spirit not to look at others like their enemies this so painful . I also pray that God could cancel all the plans on the 30th of June let the be. Let God's Angels come and talk some sense in their hearts Spreading love and light

But not in the way you think. I am the woman who gets things done. The one who carries the meetings, remembers the birthdays, meets the deadlines, holds the family together, smiles while saying, “I’ve got it.” I am resilient. I know how to rebuild from ashes. I know how to turn grief into gratitude, heartbreak into wisdom, fear into fuel. I speak of hope as if I invented it. I tell others, “You’ll get through this.” I remind them that storms pass. I quote the lessons. I wear the courage. I stand at podiums and call it strength. I have mastered the art of carrying mountains without anyone noticing my knees are shaking. I know how to say, “I’m fine,” in seven different languages. I know how to make pain look productive. I know how to laugh at dinner after crying in the car. I know how to comfort everyone else while forgetting that I, too, am someone. I know how to perform healing. I know how to wear the mask. And tonight, it slipped. I cried because the truth finally asked to be heard. Not the polished truth. Not the inspirational one. Not the version with the perfect ending. The small truth. The trembling truth. The truth with tear-stained cheeks and trembling hands. I am three. I am three years old, looking up at a world far too big, trying to understand why love sometimes leaves, why voices become sharp, why silence feels like punishment. I am three, learning that being “good” might keep everyone close. I am three, mistaking responsibility for safety. I am three, becoming remarkable because remarkable children get noticed. I am three, becoming strong because softness felt dangerous. I am three, still waiting for someone to kneel down, hold my face in their hands, and whisper, “You never had to earn your place here. You never had to carry what was never yours. You were never too much. You were never not enough. You were always worthy of being held.” And perhaps healing was never about removing the mask. Perhaps it was about taking it off long enough

Happy Saturday SSA family. I am traveling this weekend. Sending love and joy into your hearts 🥰 to overflow.