I had something magical happen to me, from the darkest of darkness into the brightest of light. I was always on a mission to find God, connected and loved....but in 2015 something changed....I changed....and what I found was beyond my wildest dreams, it is the catalyst for that I do. Seek and you will find. I feel when you have nothing to loose, no where to go and there is no light....the warrior is born. The quest for the truth began...and I was on fire....and I held no fear....I just wanted answers. What was...was and it was time to find out what that was....was. Know yourself....took on a whole new meaning. The magic lasted for 3 or 4 years. I pulled my diaries out last night....and I cannot wait to share them. From Angels, to a connection with this planet our mother earth, to all that she contains.....to the little blue men that came to an Angle healing of mine, to the Galactic council. From the akashic records, to astral travel, time travel and quantum being....what a ride. I am here to find those whom know they were not always awake....for there is a shift and it has been here some time. I use to wonder how this was all going to happen from when I can remember....never in my wildest dreams did I dream this..... This is the Golden Age, the Ascension, the end of a yuga cycle....it was promised in all books, Ascended Masters and in just about every church, cult, tribe and teacher. This is how it is going to happen....we awaken and in this there is one understanding.... We are One, all of it, everything and everyone. To hurt another is to hurt the self. To know the self is to know All. One by one we transcend that of the 3D plane. We become conscious for the first time, we no long just see the self and in this....new things arrive....things that blow your mind, change your world, your being and live in the knowing....All is Well and exactly as it needs to be. KiKiRa x

Medusa, a very special godess, a Mother. I love history over priests(ess) in the old days, Egyptian, Roman and Greek. There is the story that makes a lot of people are told to be scared for, the godess withe the snakes on the head, you never may look in her eyes, than you will be bitten and die...so the story tells. Cleopatra also loves snakes, they were her peds. So, what is the mystery behind snakes, i don t love them, but I researcher everything that has my attention. And yes... 2 months ago i dreamed about Medusa....I was a woman, ages ago, was very sad, and had nothing to loose because I lost my beloved ones. Then Medusa came to me, and I looken her in the eyes. The snakes started to move, they came to me, but go back. Medusa said to the young woman: i let you go, because you have to learn that you are worth everything!! It is not youre time before you confrontate youreself with that and live to it!! And she went up in smoke........ Isn t that beautifuul? Sorry for the long story

The room is your altar. The music is your pulse. Your spine is a coil of lightning, and every breath is a drumbeat only you can hear. You sway. The floor hums beneath your feet. Your hips remember a language older than words, a secret that once belonged to stages you never forgot. You spin. The air catches your laugh. It curls around the walls, around your ribs, around the heat that lives in your chest like molten gold. No one touches you. No one needs to. The fire lives entirely in you, and that is enough. The Wild Priestess rises. The Laughing Flame answers. Shadow and light collide in your muscles, and your body becomes the conversation: wild, untamed, sacred. Every gasp, every shake, every tremor— is a whisper to the past selves who danced before you, who held desire like prayer, and knew it could never be stolen. And still you dance. Still you laugh. Still you burn. And in this burn, in this freedom, you are utterly, unbreakably, alive.

I was on my knees, asking how I would know for sure. Not theatrically. Just emptied enough to ask. That morning, I wasn’t listening for signs. Music played—I Feel It Coming—but I did not move. I did not track the words. I was still in a way the body knows when it has stopped trying to understand. A notification lit my phone. I looked up. A red bird—more vivid than I had ever seen—flew past the window and landed in the tree before me. It did not move. My grandmother called them pretty red birds. That name came first. Not cardinal. Red bird. Time slowed—not dramatically, not mystically—just enough to be held. I brought my hands together. Tears came before meaning. Thank you. I love you. The bird stayed. Something in me fell to its knees even though my body did not. I did not look away. I said I’m sorry. I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you left. The response came quietly, simply, without thunder or demand: But you’re here. Right here. Right now. And I understood—without needing proof, without decoding—that this was the gift. Not proof. Not a sign. Presence. The bird flew away. I remained. And that was enough.

With every ending there is a new beginning. I’m on the other side looking after you now. When you feel pain or grief, I sense it. The times when you feel a sudden wave of peace when you think of me, especially after crying, I’m with you. I know you haven’t fully come terms with my passing, I’m good now though, actually better. I’m lighter. I want you to feel lighter. I need you to breathe again. You have concerns about family, money, or holding things together. Financial security and stability. Building or maintaining a legacy. And although I get it, I need you to know you inspire me just by surviving because life on earth ain’t easy. My aim is to help you achieve your goals. The way your energy vibrates when you’re locked in and focused, helps me to be with you and support you. If you have been seeing repeating numbers when working, that’s me saying keep going. Your effort is not wasted. When you feel an extra boost of confidence out of nowhere, especially after feeling drained, scattered or unclear, that’s me stepping in with you. Energetic collaboration, co-creation, because I want nothing more than to see you win. The universe is guiding you in family matters, which at times can even be too complicated for me, but I must say you are or are starting to think and move a lot wiser when it comes to family and close relationships. I get it now more than I ever did when I was in the body you remember me in. Things may feel kind of slow or stagnant right now, but please don’t assume it’s punishment or bad luck. It’s about timing. Divine timing. Talk to me especially at night. You’re not the same person you were before I left. Don’t resist who you’ve become or are becoming. You carry tension in your body. Especially in your neck, your back and your shoulders. It will get better once you embrace the changes that are unfolding. Especially the uncomfortable parts. You may see feathers, butterflies, birds, cloud figures or feel an urge to laugh for no reason when I’m around. I need you to keep going.