Glimpses from lives lived in service to sound, light, and divine remembering
Across time and space, my soul has returned again and again to the sacred path of remembrance.
In Lemuria, I remember myself as a sound weaver and nurturer of starseed children—living gently in harmony with nature, singing into water and stone, communing with the stars. There was no separation from the Divine; we lived within the breath of Spirit. My hands recall the rituals, the healing songs, the soft touch of ocean winds carrying the frequency of love.
In Ancient Egypt, I feel a deep connection to the Temple of Hathor in Dendera. Here, I walked as a Priestess of Sound and Light, offering vibrational healing through voice and sacred instruments. We danced and sang as vessels of the Divine Feminine, invoking Hathor through ecstatic devotion, sacred play, and harmonic union. These memories come alive in moments of singing, when I hum without thought and let the energy move through me.
These soul threads live within me still—gently guiding my offerings and allowing me to hold space for others to remember who they are.
I do not claim to know every detail, nor do I need to.
What I offer is a felt sense—a resonance, an invitation to return to the heart of your being.
If you feel stirred as you read this…
if something ancient within you begins to shimmer…
then perhaps we have met before, in temple or in song,
and perhaps now, we meet again in love.
If you are feeling your own soul memories awaken, I would be honored to walk beside you in sacred remembrance.