This morning i looked in the mirror , i judged myself for being scruffy , annoyed at all the layers of clothing i need to wear now the weather has truned and my biological temperature gage doesnt work so good so i was like i look rough , i look worn aged ragged i also look butch and manly in some way - NO NO NO i heard in my ears stop listening to those old words of others where is your truth ....... ✨ Femininity is not measured by what someone wears. We’ve all heard “don’t judge a book by its cover” — and yet, how often do we still place people into boxes based on clothing and aesthetics? For me personally, I wear what fits my lifestyle — caring for horses, moving through cold weather, and handling the day’s tasks. Flowing silks and dresses sound beautiful, but they’re not always practical. That doesn’t make me — or anyone — less feminine. Because femininity, masculinity, humanity — none of it lives in clothes. It lives in energy. Do they feel soft, light, caring, kind? Do they feel harsh, dense, closed off? See with your heart, not your programmed mind. Practice awareness. Practice discernment. Because the truth of a person will always be beyond appearance. So if you’re someone who gets judged for what you wear, how you cut your hair, how you sound, or anything else — please know this: ✨ All of you is welcome. ✨ However you choose to be. ✨ Do you, boo. xxx

Hello everyone! I’m Samenda "1991s lady lightworker 🛸 based in The Netherlands. But call me Sam🌞. My roots are Austronesian voyagers, Celtic rhythm-keepers, and African fire-guardians; I bring that lineage into my work as an artist and facilitator of a Creative Therapy Program that blends ritual, art, and somatic practice. Background story: My love for life begun when i became conscious about my childhood trauma's, teenage shadows and near death experiences through child birth. Awakening journey has started: At had a burnout because of the system that was created in the fitness world. I worked in different fitness franchises for 15 years. I spoke and trained so many people and know there stories. I love the way they experiences through there lens. So along the way...i learned and researched... i found a out I'm a high sensitive person. Sensitive for light, vibrations and sound. I'm still learning how to protect my energy and peace. And how to work with random vision through the day. I go random into transcendence mood (fly out of your standby body) and see ancient places. Tips are welcome! I’m also experimenting with aerokinesis and playful sunlight-calling in my practice — curious, grounded, and excited to learn and build with you all. So if anyone relate to this let me know! We all got to unlock our special skills as humans✨️ Much love & light✨️

I fought to be here in this life on this earth I was born early and tiny green up feeling from others that I had no worth , I didnt understand I didnt get it I think im beautiful cool and funny , I feel so much I see all of life and yet everyone is stuck in sticky tar of pain grief and war where was the peace the ease the smiles I knew there could be , I made others laugh , held their hand so they weren't alone smiled to them so they could feel it inside , gave others acknowledgement, witness acceptance all along a space of non judgement whilst at the same time I was pounded to pieces and torn apart by more than the world , over time my light dimmed until it almost went out someone took my life force and fed their victim my children gave me renewed life their voice re- awoke me and since then ive been re feeding my shine and calling back piece by piece my power shedding their stories and projections of others not finding myself but reconnecting by shedding that which id collected like lots of coats I had put on and carried my physical body buckled under the weight of , I sat and lit a candle with the best of intentions my ask was to clear it all all this shit once and for all a few hours later I was on my ass my entire person stopped working this was the reboot I asked to clear it all so this was time to reset and so ive been rebuilding since getting more each day .....my stories are not make believe they are not made up each one is my journey and a piece of my being and heart , and now my purpose is to shine bright bright bright to be all that I am over spilling from all of my selves to you healing can be gentle it doesnt have to be hell like the way you've been living trapped and suppressed, silenced controlled and conditioned, lies to you fed , shadows and fear lets dissolve with love I wont do it for you but with love and presence il support

I was born hyper-spiritually sensitive to atheist parents. From as early as I can remember, I was obsessed with fairies, witches, and angels and was tormented by shadow people (Jinn) in my house. I had memories of past lives and confusion about shifting timelines. And the cherry on top? A crushing empath gift. Certifiably crazy!! School was a nightmare. The energy of the place was overwhelming and caused me so much emotional pain, that was not my own. But I was also gifted with mentors throughout my life. My dad’s best friend became a Buddhist monk. My primary school Italian teacher taught us meditation. And during my hairdressing apprenticeship, my workmate taught me everything I needed to know about ancient aliens and lost civilizations. I was obsessed with learning about spirituality, desperate to make sense of my life. Then I met a boy at a party. I ended up trapped in a relationship with him that I never actually wanted. He threatened to end his life if I left, so I stayed. I dedicated the next five years of my life to rehabilitating him. He treated me like trash, isolated me from all of my friends, and I just kept pouring unconditional love into him. I sacrificed five years of my life to save his. And it worked (kind of). The stability I gave him helped him reconnect with his family and build real friendships. Until, one day, he admitted to cheating on me. I used that as my excuse to finally escape. But to get out, I had to sever my empath abilities. I’ll never forget that moment. We were on the phone. Our relationship was already in pieces and he was begging me to forgive him. He expected me to because I had so many times before and he was so good at the guilt trip. But something inside me snapped. I felt it. A clean break in my energy field. And then I felt absolutely nothing. Just numbness. For almost a decade. I really believe that, in that moment, I severed my connection to the higher realms to protect myself. And not long after, I had what I now call my anti-spiritual awakening. I had an epiphany: No matter how much I search, I will never, ever know anything for certain about the meaning of life… so what is the point?

Something's breaking. And it should. The more I look at what we call “school,” the more absurd it feels. A system built to fit souls into boxes, teach obedience over curiosity, standardize brilliance into silence. And we keep sending our kids in, day after day. Why? Because it's normal? Legal? Convenient? Let’s be real. What if this system isn’t broken? What if it was designed like this – to create predictable adults, not powerful humans? I’ve carried a vision for a new kind of school for years. One that doesn’t educate, but awakens. One where learning is sacred, wild, embodied.Where children are met as souls, not statistics. But I live in a country where this is nearly impossible. Where school is not a choice – it's an obligation. And I’m standing at the edge: Do I stay and fight for a new way within the old world?Or do I leave, knowing that freedom might cost connection? Because here's the paradox: I want my kids to grow roots. I want them to feel family, ancestry, belonging. But those roots are buried in a ground that no longer nourishes what we’ve become. Even the people I love the most don’t get it. They still believe in the system I’ve already outgrown. So I’m bringing this here.Because I know I’m not alone. What are you doing about education in this time of awakening? Are you building something new? Living off-grid? Homeschooling? Dreaming? Doubting? What does it mean to raise sovereign beings in a world that still worships conformity? Let’s talk. Uncensored. Unapologetically.