Daughter of the Sun

There’s nothing like home filled with epic sunsets. When I let go of all my possessions in January 2017 and started living with just one backpack, the first place I traveled to was El Nido, Palawan. It was a risk I had to take: I was fed up with city life.

I mean, why would I settle with that when the world is just so big?

And El Nido? There is just something magical about this place. Glorious sunsets, emerald islands, and daily adventures are just a boat ride or a motorbike ride away. Not to mention, there is a growing digital nomad community, as well as a matriarchal earth-based community.

There’s even an earth school here now! :D

After slow traveling to 10 countries and living in about 20 different locations in the past five years, I ended up where I began, in El Nido. I am settling down and rooting in here for the time being. It was an interesting journey comparing various communities in Asia.

I still wouldn’t put one better over another — I feel that each location has its own frequency, community, and taste. What just works for me is to be close to the ocean. And to be at home with people who are seeking the same things: nature, adventure, and freedom.

Healing with Sound

Exactly a year ago in December 2021, I met a lightworker and starseed named Imana. She’s German, tall and slim, with beautiful white hair. When I met her, I instantly recognized the light glowing around her. It was astonishing.

She’s spent about 20 years in Nepal, where she built a school for children and had a travel agency, while deepening her work in light and sound healing. She travels around Palawan now with a precious case of singing bowls.

A year ago, she did a thirty-minute soundbath on me. I lay on a mat and she surrounded me with incense and pillows, as she did the sound healing. The vibrations from those bowls went deep into my bones, in my cells, and my atoms.

She asked me to swim in the ocean after that. Since then, densities, old patterns of thinking and feeling, started rising and leaving my body. It was just intense; I had no idea I carried so much intense energies in this lifetime — and many of them were from other people.

We met again today and chatted about being from another star system. I learned in 2020 that I too am a starseed. Imana is a Pleiadian, while I am an Andromedan-Lyran. I don’t know exactly what this means; I haven’t looked it up yet. A friend read the stars and planets present on my birth and said my soul was seeded in Andromeda, and that I spent many of my lifetimes in the Lyra star system.

I was telling Imana just this, cos I didn’t know who to speak with regarding such intimate matters. I told her I did some meditations recently going back to Lyra and healing my soul fractures. I had met a feline being there in Lyra’s golden city and he transferred to me healing light and other high frequencies of light. I wept so much after that.

On a side note, I am relearning that the sun is actually a portal to other places in the cosmos. When I need to go somewhere I feel that doesn’t exist here on earth, I just go to the sun and from there access other domains where I used to live. I still love going to a specific watery planet. I don’t know the name of this, but my folks there are blue and telepathic.

Choosing the Sacred Life

Early this year I went on a six-month sabbatical — also inspired by Imana. She told me how a friend of hers spent two years just deepening into nature and listening to the calling in her soul. Somehow it excited me and I wondered how that felt.

I spent Christmas with my family (oh, we’re building a resort now!) and then took the bus to the chilly highlands. The following 02/22/2022 portal just catapulted me into a new frequency. I followed my intuition and did a ritual where I dedicated this lifetime to living a sacred life, one devoted to service.

It didn’t matter if this service was for myself or for others. In the upper dimensions, there is no difference. After all, everything is one.

I don’t know how exactly this “sacred life” will roll out. I just have a gut feel, and I simply surrender to everything that these inner nudges ask me to do. To cite one example, I trekked in nature after a night of a full moon and found there, to my surprise, an art gallery made by nature spirits.

They were carved on the barks of trees, they were assembled on the pebbles, and on the fallen twigs. They were arranged as stories, sometimes even like panels of a comicbook, and they were everywhere. Watching these artworks was like reading pages of their lives.

I was stunned this even exists on earth. I eventually met other spirits after that, including mythical animals and 1ft tall humanlike beings. Probably elves? I have no idea. They had bows and arrows.

Communing with the Hathors

This is the probably the most exciting part of 2022. I met several Hathor lightbeings while I was in the mountains. They were teaching me higher knowledge, especially those concerned with the elements.

Through the heart-womb frequency, I was initiated into the wisdom that existed in Ancient Egypt. In one session, these beings were streaming rods of energy into my sushuma or the main chakras. Prior this, I had no reading or experience with that culture.

One afternoon, the blank white wall in my cabin started becoming a huge picture book. Light and shadow were etched on the surface, revealing carved images of the history of the Sacred Earth. It was the most enchanting place I’ve ever laid eyes on. It took about three hours just absorbing these giant canvasses of incredible living images.

To summarize, I saw how earth evolved with various human cultures. There were Angels and Archangels guarding this domain, and that beings from other planets would flock and ask permission to be born here. They would create something like a contract and earth guardians would read them and allow or disallow these visitors.

Eventually that story didn’t go well and many of the beings that were born here got trapped. This created another dimension in the inner realms, and it was rather dark and gruesome. In those pages, there were staircases going down into a hell-like place. The pictures essentially showed the spiritual realm, both good and bad, affecting the physical earth and its inhabitants.

There was one particular chapter which I’ve never seen or heard before. The pages were about the worship of gigantic animal spirits. They were noble, gracious, and godlike, and humans were like the size of their paw. The humans would offer food to these sacred animals and the animals would bless them.

That part was the most alluring because I’ve never seen anything like it. The pages were moving, by the way. And in the images the animals were also slightly moving. There were gestures, and eventually there were also wars between animal species and humans. It was unbelievable seeing earth and its various elements beyond the history we’re told in school.

The wisdom of the Hathors is something I cannot share for now. As a remembrance, they gave me a beautiful cup that was made of light. It had a glow to it and geometries around it when I moved it around. It was very symbolic. These beings exist in many dimensions and some of them have their fourth-density (4D) aspects currently in our neighboring planet, Venus.

I feel that they’re teaching me the true sense of being a “romantic”, one who deeply understands the wholeness of the cosmos, nature, life, and spirit.

// 18 Dec 2022