The Sacred Remembering: How My Awakening Reconnected Me to the Divine in All Things

The greatest part of my spiritual awakening wasn’t the rituals, the teachings, or even the revelations.

It was theremembrance of direct access.

Direct access to God. To my spirit guides. To the ancestors who walk beside me. To my guardian angels, my inner council, and the soul family that surrounds me in the unseen. To the whispers of nature, the sacred rhythms of the earth, the songs of birds, the breath of trees. To the quiet but undeniable affirmations pulsing through the plant and animal kingdoms.

This remembrance was not taught to me. It wasremembered deep in my bones, as if my soul had simply been waiting for me to slow down, soften, and attune.

Because the truth is: Creation is in constant communion. Spirit is always speaking. And the guidance we seek does not require outside approval.

It requires attunement.

Yet for most of my life, like many of us, I was programmed to seek validation externally—through systems, titles, roles, reflections, and relationships. I believed the truth of who I was could be confirmed only through others' acknowledgment.

But so often, those reflections were filtered through false light templates—energetic imprints carrying the weight of trauma, conditioning, and limitation. They echoed back a distorted truth, not because I was unworthy, but because I had forgotten how to see with sacred eyes.

When you begin to go within, something shifts. When you anchor into the stillness of the present moment, you begin tohear differently.

A butterfly becomes a messenger. A feather becomes a confirmation. A sudden gust of wind? A divine breath brushing your cheek.

This is when the veil thins. This is when you begin to perceive God not just as a distant figure in the sky, but as the living intelligence running through every emanation of Creation.

But how do you become a clear channel for that kind of sacred communication?

You refine your vessel. You heal. You transmute. You dissolve the static. You recalibrate your essence to hold the signal of the Divine.

Because resonance requires readiness. And readiness is not perfection. Readiness iswillingness.

One day, I asked God: What am I to share with the very souls destined to find these transmissions? Those who will read these words andremember their connection to the Most High?

And the answer came: Show them how deeply Spirit communicates to you. Remind them that they, too, are receiving.

So I entered ritual. I prayed. I stretched my body, connecting to my temple. I cleared my energy with palo santo. I anointed myself with Divine Alignment Spray and Heed the Call Oil. I took Sacred Womb, Shapeshifter, and Manifest Dharma flower essences. I sipped nourishing herbal tea. I pulled out my Herbal Astrology Oracle deck and went into meditation.

As I shuffled the cards, they flew out like Spirit couldn’t wait to speak.

And then it came—a rushing download. An energetic transmission so powerful that my pen hit the page faster than I could translate what was moving through me.

When I finally closed my journal, breathed deeply, and looked up—

There it was. A coyote. In broad daylight. Crossing the street directly in front of my home.

I sat in awe. Because Spirit was confirming, once again: This is the message. This is what I was guided to share for the collective.

The animal kingdom is speaking. Nature is alive with messages. The Divine is always broadcasting. You just have to clear your channel to receive.

God speaks through everything you’ve been taught to overlook. Reawaken your senses. And you will hear what your soul has always known.

May this transmission be a mirror for your own remembering. May it return you to the sacred dialogue that never ceased. You are not alone. You are not disconnected. You are a living altar.

And Spirit has been speaking to you all along.

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