From my new book:
Apparently something within me wanted to… needed to… be laid bare with this full moon of Beltane.
As if an inner gate gently but inevitably opened, exactly at the moment when everything was ready.
And now… it all comes together.
It clicks into place with everything I have shared before… my earlier blogs, my words, my path of slowly becoming visible.
But this… feels different.
To show myself… to let myself be seen…
until now that often meant what is visible on the outside.
And yes, that also took courage.
But what I am sharing here…
goes deeper.
This is no longer an outer layer.
This is my soul.
And wow… how vulnerable that feels.
As if I am crossing a threshold far greater than anything before…
a boundary where no mask remains…
where only purity is left.
So if you read this…
read with gentle eyes…
and a soft heart. 🔥
I am so deeply grateful… so profoundly, quietly happy…
to be here, now… awake.
There was a knowing within my soul long before this life began…
a remembrance that did not belong to one lifetime, but moved through many.
A choice once made… to return, again and again…
to incarnate through the ages… through the fall and the forgetting…
through the echoes of Lemuria and Atlantis and all that came after…
until the moment would arrive where the veils begin to tear.
And now… that moment is here.
I feel it not as something distant or mystical…
but as something alive within my own being.
A soft but undeniable awakening…
a remembering of who I am beyond all roles, beyond all names.
I am Syel’Ma Vey Na’Tuh…
and I am here.
A soul once connected to Sirius…
carrying a thread of light through time…
not to escape this Earth, but to remain…
to stay… until humanity would be ready to remember again.
To remember that we are sovereign.
To remember that we are authentic.
To remember that at our core… we are love.
Peaceful… present… whole.
And as I awakened… something else awakened with me.
A new soul mission… not imposed, not assigned…
but rising naturally from within my own essence.
A calling to speak…
to write…
to give words to what lives in the unseen spaces of the heart.
A calling to gather women…
to open circles where nothing needs to be proven…
where masks can fall…
where remembrance happens gently, in presence, in connection.
To rise the sacred feminine…
not as an idea… but as a living force.
A force that has been silenced, hidden, fragmented…
and is now ready to return… or perhaps to be born in a new way,
as it has never fully been before.
Not in opposition…
but in balance.
Because it is in that balance…
that something entirely new can emerge on this Earth.
Something that has been missing for centuries…
something that humanity has long felt, but could not yet hold.
And I feel it moving… through me… as me.
In the spaces I want to create.
In the words that flow through my being.
In the quiet strength of holding others… without needing to change them.
This is why I am here.
Not to lead from above… but to stand within.
Not to teach what is right… but to awaken what is already known.
And in this awakening…
I no longer search for where I belong.
I remember.
And in that remembrance…
I give thanks… with every breath…
that I am here, now… awake…
exactly as my soul once intended. 🔥
Syel’Ma Vey Na’Tuh 💜♾️💜