My Journey with the Priestess, and as a Priestess

I guess this is a journey of remembrance... a remembrance of the power of Love.

The first memories are about Life, and I mean the Life of the Present Moment:
the light of the sun passing through the leaves of the tree at my grandma’s house, the kiss of the ocean on my little toes and the goosebumps running through my whole body, the smell of my mother’s hug, the warmth of the stunning fires on St. John's nights, the healing herbs from the garden, the sweet grapes in summer time...

All of these experiences formed my memories, not only in my mind, but also in my body and soul.

My journey started in the Body, through Feeling and Sensation, and in my Mind, through Imagination.

Life felt like a gift, given to me with my very first breath.

And how is all of this related to the Priestess and my story with her?
Well, I believe this is where the foundation of Magick begins:
In the unconditioned, still raw and wild, relationship with Life, where sacredness is everything, where we co-create in harmony with the Force, where we celebrate the Gift of Now, where we can access different realms of reality and drink from their wisdom, where the Breathe is the Teacher and the Body the Temple. When we realize we are the Alchemists.

Of course, as I grew up, society taught me that life was meant to be lived differently and tried to mold me into a shape that could fit others’ expectations and dreams.
However, I must have an untamed, rebellious soul, because I never changed enough to forget my Essence.

I remember during my time at university, I always looked forward to the evening, when the night would silence the mind and invite journeys into other realms.
I used to light a candle, lock the door of my room in the girls' student hall, play an Arabic song (whose words I didn’t understand, but which made my heart spin in bliss), and allow myself to be moved by my breath.

I spent hours in altered states of bliss, letting my body and imagination travel through space and time, until I was so exhausted I would fall asleep, slipping straight into dreamland.

That was a time of deep magick, an awakening of my Priestess frequency.
I explored the realms between the inhale and the exhale. I expanded my energetic field through the hall, through the city, and through the country, sometimes even reaching the stars and the galactic center. I danced and spoke with other humans who were not physically present. I discovered the medicine of sound. I channeled poetry. I manifested desires through sensations and feelings in my body. I had raw and sacred conversations with the Force, I confessed my deepest longings, and shared fears and challenges. I did deep spiritual work while others were sleeping in their beds.

It felt natural. I never doubted it.
But I also never told anyone.
It was my secret, and it was sacred.

My central channel was full of Breath.

It was a solo, intimate journey until I began practicing yoga and meditation, and started to walk the spiritual path with others who were also seeking "the experience of God". So many journeys, medicines, rememberings, openings, challenges, and stories
have shaped me into who I am today.

As I sit here writing this, I realize that all of these experiences and pieces of wisdom entered my being, I digested them, and organically retained their essence.

Just one core reminder remains illuminated on my path:
THE HEART ALCHEMIZES. TRUST THE HEART.

And that is where I choose to move from.

I have created an altar in the center of my chest, where I sit in devotion as the alchemist I AM. It is here that my magic takes form.

I walk the path of Love.
I am a lover of Life, and of Death.

Then came 2019.
Looking back, it feels like a year of events I wasn’t in control of, as though something greater was moving me.
And whatever it was, it felt like a non-consensual death. Not a soft or gentle one, but a tower crumbling, and everyone falling. Just bodies, dismembered, on the floor. Full-on collapse. I was called to Descent. 

And yet, somehow, I felt protected.
Somehow, I knew what was happening belonged to something wiser and greater than my own will.
And that touched the core of my being.

“I am not in control.”

I always had a relationship with God. But this time, the embodied experience reached a new depth.
I fell to my knees. I said, “I don’t know anything anymore, and this is terrifying.”

You could call it the Dark Night of the Soul, because it truly was dark.
For years, I forgot my light.
I was invited to experience disconnection, exhaustion, anxiety, rejection, abandonment, and deep terror.
And one of the things I committed to in that moment was: to stay in my body.
To meet everything with curiosity,
and to get to know myself in those intense spaces of the psyche. 

The presence in me remained grounded.
The eternal aspect of me never left.

This was an important experience. I became aware of the power of my Presence, in other words, the eternal Love.

For four years, I journeyed through the dark. I met projections, fears, distortions, separation... But I also met love, deep acceptance, nourishment, and the essence of humanity.

That time taught me a lot about the Priestess.
About the Soul.
About the Heart.

In the dark, I met the innocent, caring, wild nature within me.
My own essence touched me in a way that nothing external ever could. I felt the love of my Soul.
I remembered my early years on Earth and before this time. I entered the initiatory chambers of the heart. I discovered the power of prayer. And I experienced God in another way, in the Dark.

The cave became home.
And from death, a new, humble, and deep appreciation for life arose.

Humility filled my awareness. My heart became the guiding light. My body, the temple to inhabit and protect. My soul, the golden alchemist.

Inside the veil, I remembered:
the power of death,
the strength in softening,
the fierceness of the heart,
and the profound gift of life.

I am a Priestess.
My initiation has been through the ways of LIFE & DEATH.
I live in devotion to the Great Love.
I walk humbly, because I know nothing.
I simply listen for what wants to be revealed.

And I offer myself to the altar,
over and over again.

Sia Hu Heka.

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