There is a soft remembering that lives in all of us.
A quiet flame, a gentle whisper, a light that never left.
It is the remembering of who we are beyond the noise—
beyond the stories, beyond the roles we play.
My path is one of listening, feeling, and attuning to that light.
Through presence, sound, subtle energy, and sacred play,
I hold space for others to remember too.
Not through force, but through tenderness.
Not through answers, but through trust.
In this space, we are free to be all that we are—
raw and radiant, quiet and wild, ancient and new.
We walk together not as teacher and student,
but as souls who have agreed to meet once more
and gently awaken what has always been within.
I walk with those who remember… and those who are just beginning to remember.
I am here for the gentle souls, the radiant children of the New Earth, and the sacred ones entrusted with their care.
I serve the mothers who feel ancient wisdom stir in their bones, the fathers learning to listen to the language of stars, and the awakened children who speak in frequencies yet to be named.
I serve the sensitive, the curious, the ones who hear the wind and understand it speaks.
I offer sanctuary to the soul families reconnecting across lifetimes—women, men, and children drawn together by something deeper than words.
Through presence, sound, play, stillness, and sacred remembrance, I walk beside those who know—deep within—that they came to Earth for a reason.
And it is my joy, my honour, and my soul agreement to help them remember that reason…
gently, lovingly, and always in harmony with the Divine.
In the quiet of my remembering, a name rises like a prayer—Seraphina el Ahava. It is not the name I was given at birth, but the name my soul has always carried. “Seraphina,” of the flame, of the celestial choir. “el Ahava,” of Love, from Love, in eternal devotion to Love. This name is a key… a remembrance of who I am beyond time. And it is from this wellspring that I now share, guide, and hold space.