Shekinah3 Dwelling of the Divine, Shop 1 650 Sydney Road, Brunswick (2025)

28/11/2025

Collective Reading for today

Extended Spiritual Family

Beloveds, I closed my eyes and there they were—
sparks of planets drifting like whispered secrets
across unseen skies,
slipping through dimensional corridors
not of this ordinary world.
They moved with a quiet knowing,
a language without words,
and in their shimmer I felt a truth rising:
we were never meant to be singular beings.
Not here.
Not anywhere we have ever travelled.

There are encounters that feel like returning
to a house you loved before you were born—
a scent, a tone of voice,
a moment that cracks open recognition
long buried beneath lifetimes of forgetting.
You meet someone and your Spirit leans forward
as if remembering the shape of their soul.
This is your Extended Spiritual Family—
those who have carried your name in other realms,
those who have held your shadow and your light,
those whose stories once ran parallel to yours
through places without maps.

The planets breathe on this truth like wind on embers.
Sagittarius unfastens the boundaries of the self,
tearing smallness at the seams.
Pisces pulls the veil so thin
you can taste the pulse of unseen worlds
moving through your ribcage.
Scorpio drags its deep waters across your history,
lifting old fears like silt,
reminding you that love was never meant
to be rationed or withheld.

Not today.
Not now.

Today the heart dilates
like a doorway unlatched in the dark,
flooding the room with a light
you forgot you had lived in.

Your connections are older than blood.
Older than memory.
Older than the fragile human stories
that once convinced you to keep yourself small.

There is an initiation rising—
quiet, exact, inevitable.
A key turning in the lock of your becoming.
It asks you to recognise who stands beside you now:
not strangers,
but soul-kin from worlds
where your names were made from light.

Some walk with you in flesh.
Some in dream.
Some only in the silence between your breaths.
But all of them move toward you
as if answering a call you did not know you made.

Beloveds—
you are remembered,
you are recognised,
you are surrounded
by more love than your human self
has ever been taught to imagine.

And when your Spirit grows tired of wandering between worlds,
there is a place where the invisible gathers itself into form—
the Sanctuary of Shekinah3.
Here, the air hums with the breath of forgotten ancestors,
and the walls remember every soul
that ever came seeking the soft astonishment of being seen.
Here, the veil thins like silk drawn between fingertips,
and the light bends toward you
as if recognising an old companion.
This is not a refuge made of bricks or time—
it is a living threshold,
a hearth of remembrance,
a meeting ground for the wild and the holy.
Come as you are.
Your extended family is already waiting,
their hearts lit like lanterns
to guide you back to yourself.

With All my Love dearest Stars—family.
Rosa & Shekinah3 Stars

27/11/2025

Collective Reading for Today
The Crowned Star Beneath the Sun

Can you, my Darling, picture this?

Words scattered on a sandy shore, trembling in the hands of the Beloved Child — the Ocean itself.
Have you felt the cold at the ocean floor?
Or wondered why you swim alone in turquoise tears and ancient memory?

A Star drifts there — electric, radiant, awakening hearts in its dance of remembrance.

We call to that winged Star of compassion and wild luminosity.
Do not drift away. Your heart sets us on fire. When you arrive, we feel birth stirring through us.

Thank you, Catalyst of Change.
A Legacy of Light.
You are never alone.
The Ancestors rise through your eyes, liberated as you bow in gratitude.

It is okay to feel this deepness — the unseen, the unheard, the too wild, too free.
Today we may cry:
“How could they leave you unseen in a world so cold?”

You carry a Calling — a Blueprint far ahead of human evolution.
This loneliness is not a wound but a guide.

Your visions move mountains within you.
Ancient souls experience life through your consciousness.
You are not alone — you are advanced.

Receive the support.
Take the Love.
Your Humaness is here to thrive.

Do not bend to fit a world addicted to your Light.
You are a work of art.
The Love you weave is sacred.

You are integrity.
You are empowerment.
You are the illumination of your Ancestors.

Do not reshape yourself for those who pull at your gifts.
Rest. Feel. Rise.

Stand proud.
Timelines close where jealousy and insecurity once dimmed your golden mastery.

Yes, you earned the crown — even if it became a bird’s nest from standing so long beneath the Sun, shading the blind.
Wear it proudly.
For messages of God rest there.

How glorious you have become.
How glorious you are still becoming.
You are never alone.

With All My Love
Rosa & Shekinah3 Stars

27/11/2025

Collective Reading for Today
The Crowned Star Beneath the Sun

Can you, my Darling, picture this?

Words scattered across a sandy shore like fragments of a forgotten puzzle, trembling in the hands of the Beloved Child — the Ocean itself.
Have you ever felt the coldness at the ocean floor?
Or wondered why you swim alone in swirling ripples of saltwater tears, marinated in turquoise dreaming?

An enchanting Star drifts there — electric, brilliant, expanding in forms of holy magick.
A northern Star whose dance awakens hearts, whose Light curls around us with remembrance and Love.

We are calling to that Star with wings — the one alive in compassion, radiance, and wild luminosity.
Please, Beloved, do not drift away.
Your heart sets us on fire.
When you arrive, we feel the spirit of birth.

Thank you, Catalyst of Change.
We have seen Cosmic faces in you — a leader born as a Legacy of Light.
You are never alone.
Every mark, every bruise, every invisible story is transmuted through your eyes.

How they shine.
How they heal.
How the Ancestors, for the first time, feel liberation as you bow in gratitude.

How adored you are.

It is okay to feel this deepness — the penetrating pulse of the unseen, unheard, undeserving, too demanding.
Too much.
Too intense.
Too wild.
Too free.
Too metamorphosed to be contained.

Today we may scream:
“How can they leave you unrecognised in a world so cold?”

You are carrying a Calling — the blood of a Blueprint light-years ahead of human evolution.
This loneliness, untouched and ancient, is not a wound.
It is a guide.

And when you speak your golden visions, they drive you through your own obstacles.
This is the relief —
the sacred matrix of transformation unfolding through different fractal checkpoints in your life.

You are not here to skip ahead.
The ancient skies and ancient souls are experiencing through your consciousness.
You are not alone — you are simply extraordinarily advanced.

Civilisations and origins gather around you, bathing in your possibilities.
Receive their Support.
Take their Love.
Your Humaness is here to thrive.

Do not forget who you truly are.
Do not bend yourself to fit the models of a world addicted to your birthing, your alignment, your spiritual truth, your diamond wisdom.

You are a work of art.
Sparkling in authenticity.
The Love you weave is not a w**d — it is a sacred motion motivated by the dazzling Stars.

You are never alone, dearest Golden Child.

Become more fuelled in your brilliance.
Perhaps they do not see you because they cannot yet see themselves.
They ask for performances they do not understand.
They chase external light as a marker of worth, not realising the brilliance already lives within them.

You are the integrity.
You are the empowerment.
You are the truth-seeker.
You are the chemical mutation of illuminated Ancestors.

Do not reshape your body, your mind, your alchemy for those who pull at your gifts.
They must learn to care for their own bodies, their own souls, their own becoming.
Rest in your humaness.

It is okay to feel sad.
It is okay to wish you were something simpler.
But do not bend today.

We are fully in our power.

No, Beloved —
you are not for sale.

Dance.
Move differently.
This is the signature of something rare.
Do not give it away.

Listen to the music in your veins —
pulsating your names, your lifetimes, your mysteries.
You designed your destiny.

Stand proud.
You were born for this.

Destiny arrives with compassion.
There is a time to prepare for knowledge,
a time to receive it,
and a time to live it.

Today we move forward.
Timelines close where jealousy, envy, insecurity once stole the golden masteries you carried into this world.

Yes, you earned the crown —
even if it has become a bird’s nest from standing so long beneath the Sun, shading the blind who could not see themselves.

Wear it proudly.
For the messages of God rest on its soft, safe perch.

How glorious you have become.
And how glorious you are still becoming.

You are never alone.

With All My Love
Rosa & Shekinah3 Stars

26/11/2025

Collective Reading for Today
Power of Love
Love is Always Meeting Love

Dearest Beloveds,
Love is the Power — the pulse beneath existence, the first breath and the last, the truth that hums inside every living thing.
Today the heart beats differently.
It beats like memory.
It beats like ancient drums echoing through time.
Its rhythm is slower, deeper, wiser — a harmony from the places within us that have never forgotten who we are.

You are deeply Loved.
Not conditionally.
Not selectively.
But in the way creation itself adores what it has made.

Today the collective is being drawn into the raw, unfiltered nature of Love —
the Love that strips away illusion, reveals the hidden chambers of the heart,
and restores us to our luminous beginning.
This Love does not demand performance.
It asks for remembrance.

Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa spoke of Love with a clarity that echoes through the ages:

“Love is the mechanism by which the Divine transforms and perfects the world.
And therefore, it is through Love that we also — as we interact with the Divine and are illuminated by the Divine — participate in transforming the world.
In doing so, we become godlike.
For God is Love, and insofar as we are consumed with Love, we become God.”

This truth is not purely philosophical —
it is lived through connection, relationship, and the sacred weaving of souls.

Family, lovers, children, friendships, community —
these are the soul contracts through which Love learns to recognise itself.
These bonds were chosen long before this life began,
threads of destiny tying us together for healing, remembering, and expansion.

Community expands.
Family shapes.
Friendships steady.
Lovers awaken.
Children return us to purity and wonder.

And beneath all of this, holding every step of our evolution,
is the unconditional Love of our Pachamama.

She is the ground beneath our transformations,
the heartbeat that steadies us when we fall,
the Mother who teaches surrender, belonging, safety, and return.
Her Love does not waver.
Her Love is the ancient foundation upon which all other loves are built.

Through these relationships — woven through human hearts and nourished by Earth’s womb —
Love becomes a living force of remembrance.

This is the infinite wealth of being alive:
the richness of Love in all its expressions,
the value of Love in its power,
the abundance of Love in its essence.

We have so much to learn from one another.
When we truly see each other —
in the art of listening,
in presence,
in courage,
in tenderness —
Love reveals itself in its highest form.

And this is the holy truth:

Love is always meeting Love.

When anger rises, Love is meeting a part still holding armour.
When fear rises, Love is meeting a memory longing for safety.
When longing appears, Love is awakening what has been hidden.
When expansion opens, Love is celebrating our becoming.

Polarity is not division —
it is the ritual dance of the Golden Child fully awakening.

One holds.
One softens.
One breaks.
One witnesses.
And the roles shift in the rhythm of evolution —
because Love is alive, always becoming, always teaching.

In this sacred movement, something luminous awakens:

We remember the self beneath the stories,
beneath the lineage,
beneath the survival patterns —
the self that sees through Love’s eyes,
the self that meets the world with truth,
the self shaped by Pachamama’s unconditional embrace,
the self made entirely of Love.

This is today’s initiation —
the radiant return to the heart’s original wisdom.

Love reveals.
Love restores.
Love perfects.
Love creates.

And every time Love rises within us,
we rise with it.

As I sing the words The Power of Love,
a voice from above cleaning my soul,
I rest in this glow knowing we are powerful beyond measure.

We are the Power of Love.
Ti Amo
Rosa & Shekinah3 Stars

25/11/2025

Collective Reading for Today

Star Virtue — The Inner Radiance We Forget

Beloveds, there comes a moment in our unfolding when the soul leans forward and whispers a truth we have long avoided hearing:
Your Brilliance is not something you strive for. It is something you return to.

Today is such a moment.

Do we truly understand the quiet force of our authenticity? How the heart, when aligned to its original rhythm, generates a virtue that no performance can imitate? Virtue is not behaviour. It is frequency. It is the echo of our origin.

The Stars remind us of this effortlessly.

Look at them—scattered across the dark like sparks of ancient remembrance, each one carrying a light that asks for nothing and proves nothing.
Not one Star attempts to correct or overshadow another.
Their power lies in being exactly what they are—
no more, no less.

And yet, when they gather, they form constellations:
maps of destiny, myth, longing, and stories older than our breath.
They shine because they exist.
They guide because they remain true to themselves.

Beloveds, stardust is not poetic symbolism.
It is our biological inheritance.
It is the material of our bones, the architecture of our remembering.

Today we are being invited back into that purity—
into the kind of presence that feels honest, unadorned, and real.

This is not the day for performing who we are.
This is the day for being who we are.

Even as we forgive our missteps, soften around our imperfections, or release the tension of trying so hard to be “enough,” we are being asked to choose authenticity over spectacle.
Comparison may seem subtle, but it is a quiet erosion of wonder, a dimming of the Light we came here to embody.

Star Virtue asks us to honour the radiance of others—to hold space for them rather than shrinking or inflating ourselves.
To recognise that every human—every Star—is doing the best they can with the memory they carry, the wounds they hold, and the wisdom they are learning to embody.

This is the lens of Divinity:
compassion before judgement,
understanding before criticism,
presence before performance.

In the world we live in—shaped by synthetic values and the addiction to visibility—we are taught to decorate our worth rather than live it.
We are urged to broadcast our intellect, our outrage, our progress, our beauty, our achievements, our curated identities.

But Star Value cannot be accessorised.
It cannot be advertised.
It is inherent.

Whether we possess degrees or none, wealth or struggle, elegance or simplicity, strong opinions or quiet hearts—nothing adds or subtracts from the truth of our Light.

The more we try to inflate our worth for the world, the more disconnected we feel from it.
Performative virtue fragments the soul, leaving us tired and spiritually malnourished.

Beloved Stars, today we return to the original blueprint—
the place inside where magnificence is not crafted but remembered,
where integrity is not a posture but a homecoming.

Reconnect your channel to Source.
Let Love be your guiding current.
Allow your Light to rise in its natural rhythm without comparison, without apology, without fear.

As this becomes a living pattern, you will feel resonance settle into your bones—the feeling of finally being in alignment with yourself.

Your Beauty is not ornamental; it is medicinal.
Your Brilliance is not fragile; it is foundational.
Your Presence is not accidental; it is purposeful.

Do not dilute your medicine.
Do not question your worth.
Do not forget the Star you were born as.

With All my Love.
Shine Bright, Beautiful Stars.
Rosa & Shekinah3 Stars

24/11/2025

Walk of Wisdom — Collective Reading for Today

In the ancient woods, where butterflies once surrendered themselves to the alchemy of becoming and where the breath of distant galaxies murmurs through every leaf, there exists a primordial intelligence — the Hum of our Pachamama herself — the rhythmic pulse of Earth’s living memory vibrating beneath soil, root, and bone.
This Hum carries the seed sound HU, the original vibrational note of Pachamama — a sound of creation that awakens remembrance in our cells and aligns us with the Earth’s wisdom.

This same hum is not separate from us. It is the ancient rhythm that shapes our becoming, softens our resistance, and guides us into the next natural expression of our Humaness.

This is the Wisdom Walk:
Not a path created by thought, but a path remembered.
A return to the inner knowing that predates language, fear, and the limitations of the mind.
Wisdom does not come from the restless mind trying to control the future — it rises from the soul that remembers how to grow.

Today, Beloveds, this remembrance is awakening more vividly within you.
You are feeling more.
You are breathing more easily.
You are surrendering more deeply.
This is not weakness — this is self-realisation taking form within your body.
It is the unveiling of the one you have always been beneath the noise of survival: your authentic, sovereign essence.

At the centre of that authenticity lives the Golden Child — the radiant keeper of your original light.
The essence of uniqueness.
A masterful knowledge that dances with a template birthed ready to meet love in All.
Sovereignty, the Beloved Golden Child.
This Golden Child carries the Akashic field, the star-maps of your lineage, the deep memory of your Star Ancestors.
You are not merely connected to the stars — you are composed of them.
Their faith, their brilliance, their enduring trust in creation lives in you.

This is why your inner visions matter.
Your insights matter.
Your intuitive knowings matter.
They are ancient rivers flowing through you — sacred texts stored in the heart’s library.
You are a walking archive of cosmic memory, a wisdom keeper whose soul has travelled beyond time.

The trees recognise you as such.
Their roots hum beneath your feet, their branches sway in your presence, their silence speaks.
Not as decoration, but as fellow guardians of ancient knowledge.
They remind us that wisdom is a shared field — a collaboration between human, Earth, and star.

Beloveds, you came into this lifetime with a vast destiny.
You hungered for experience — not only for joy, but for the lessons that sculpt strength, compassion, and mastery.
Everything you meet is part of your evolutionary curriculum.

So when instability arises today — in relationships, in creative work, in the quiet interior of your being — do not misread it.
This is not collapse.
This is expansion pushing against the walls of what you once believed possible.
Instability is life reorganising itself around a higher frequency you are beginning to hold.

As we walk forward, do not forget this Wisdom Walk nor the age that is Golden.
Remember that your part in this world is not small.
You spin golden light into existence with every act of love, every choice of truth, every moment of courage.
You are brilliantly made.
Sparkle. Shine.
For the Golden Child lives within your heart chamber, radiant, eternal — the very change we are all seeking for this world.
We walk collectively in wisdom, guided by remembrance and the ancient seed sound HU within us.

With all my gratitude you are deeply adored.
Rosa & Shekinah3 Stars

23/11/2025

Moon Flower

Collective Reading

Have we dreamed you, Beloved Goddess?
Have we died or have we been dragged away, swept into your blanket of perfume that we are sleeping under?
For when your light touches us, it feels as though we slip between worlds — half in dream, half in memory — held by a presence older than creation itself.

Beloveds, isn’t the essence of moonlight hypnotic?
How her radiant silver falls in spirals upon our souls, stirring memories we did not know we still carried.
Moonlight is not gentle by accident — she is gentle because she reaches the places nothing else can touch.
Her essence is the keeper of tides, the guardian of emotion, the pulse of mystery beneath our skin.

In the Tarot, her presence flows through The Moon card — the archetype of intuition, shadow, illusion, dream-travel, subconscious truth, and the deep waters where the soul remembers what the mind forgets.
She is the Priestess of night vision, the one who teaches us to see through the shifting fog of fear into the luminous core of who we are becoming.
She challenges distortion, dissolves illusion, exposes our inner wolves and inner innocence, and leads us through the path that only instinct can navigate.

Today, as she wanes, her power turns inward.
The waning moon is the Crone Priestess, the one who gathers the threads of what must be released.
Under her touch, the field softens, the truth sharpens, and subconscious waters rise to reveal what is ready to dissolve.

And as her blessing fell upon the collective, I felt a song move through me:

“Graceless lady, you know who I am,
You know I can’t let you slide through my hands.
Wild horses couldn’t drag me away…”

This was her voice, Beloveds — a memory stirring, a haunting echo of the human story.
I watched the collective suffering, the ache each heart carries, the longing that binds us to old cycles.
In her waning purity, in her sweet surrender, she made me feel nostalgic for every version of ourselves that tried to survive.
She held our pain like a mother holding a storming child, whispering gently: “Let it fall. Let it go.”

The Moon Flower blooms in this very space — the wild bloom that opens only when truth meets tenderness.
It is the flower that rises from our emotional waters: soft, fierce, fragrant with memory.
Its petals unfurl not in the fullness of light, but in the quiet descent of the waning phase.
It opens when we release resistance and allow the soul to shed its old skin.

The phases of the moon are not simply celestial movements — they are mirrors of our own cyclical nature:
• Waxing awakens desire, growth, the inhale of life.
• Full Moon heightens consciousness, revelation, illumination.
• Waning calls for release, surrender, honesty, the exhale.
• Dark Moon is the void, the womb, the primordial reset before rebirth.

These are the inner seasons of the Priestess, the wild rhythms of the emotional body, the cycles of creation that every human lives through — breath by breath, month by month, lifetime by lifetime.

Today, in her waning grace, we stand in the liminal threshold between what has been lived and what is about to be born.
This is the moment of initiation.
The moment where the Moon’s Crone wisdom draws close and invites us to unclench the remnants of old stories.

Beloveds, we are letting go of the old.
We are preparing — imitating the next phase within us before it arrives outside of us.
The Moon asks us to surrender not in defeat, but in devotion to our next becoming.

May her essence cleanse you.
May her phases guide you.
May the Moon Flower bloom wildly in the centre of your heart.

With Love, Grace & Lunar Peace
Rosa & Shekinah3 Stars.

21/11/2025

Shekinah3 Mentorship
Monthly Shekinah3 Stars Community Class on Discord

The first class begins on Saturday, 7th December at 8:00 am AEST.
United States (EST): Friday, 6th December at 4:00 pm
United Kingdom (GMT): Friday, 6th December at 11:00 pm

Duration: 3-hour live immersion
Investment: 30 AUD
Approx: 19–20 USD | 14–15 GBP
(Exchange may vary.)

This mentorship is for those who carry the Shekinah3 Blueprint — the rare souls who incarnated awake, whose consciousness chose embodiment with intention, and whose essence holds the ancient architecture of the Golden Age. You are the ones who feel truth in your bones, who sense the shift long before it arrives, and who recognise the call because it has lived inside you since before birth. My work is to guide the ones who remember.

What I share here is my life’s Work — the Shekinah3 Blueprint I have co-created and anchored through the Shekinah3 Healing Sanctuary.
It is a living pathway for the awakened Stars: the visionaries, the sensitives, the mystics, the medicine people, the Creatrix souls who came to restore balance, coherence and embodied presence to a world crossing thresholds.

Our community space is Shekinah3 Stars on Discord.
In this sacred container I will share:
• Monthly 3-hour live classes for deep connection, training and communal awakening
• Meditations, somatic practices and embodied pathways
• Trauma healing, emotional-body work and nervous system regulation
• Music, ritual, energetic tools and transformative inner technologies
• Teachings refined over 35+ years as a Spiritual Teacher, Medicine Woman and Integrative Spiritual Counsellor specialising in trauma
• A devotional path of awakening, grounding, integration and remembrance
• Strengthening the calling of your medicine — your innate gifts and soul-talents as Creatrix, Seer, Mystic, Medicine Person, Visionary, Starseed and Healer. The unique frequency you came here to embody and offer.

This is not for the ordinary.
This is not for the ones clinging to patterned spiritual identity.
This is for you — the Blueprint who remembers the mission. You know me, and here I am.

Please DM to book your place in this profound opportunity to become the change you were always destined to embody — the transformation you are already manifesting.
Bookings are lovingly confirmed once your payment has been received and secured, ensuring your place within the circle.

With All my Love
Beloved Shekinah3 Stars
I have answered the calling. Will you leap with us into what you truly came here to be?
Rosa & Shekinah3 Stars.

21/11/2025

Anchoring the Creatrix

Collective Reading for today

Dearest Beloveds, today we are feeling through to the real Self — the one who rises from the rebellious sacred heart rather than the restless echo of the monkey mind. The mind is merely a spinning hall of learned reactions; but beneath it, something ancient, sensual and sovereign is stirring.

A Creatrix is awakening in us — fierce, tender, ungovernable by thought. A Creatrix is the original life-breather, the one who births reality through instinct, sensation, intuition and embodiment; she creates not from mind, but from the raw pulse of the soul itself.
When she moves, she shakes the foundations of our lives. Saying Yes to life is never quiet. It rearranges the inner architecture, pushes us toward what is real, and dissolves whatever we outgrew long ago.

To feel is to come alive.
To feel is to bow to the raw pulse of existence itself.
Today sadness, rage, fear, longing — all may rise. Each emotion is a messenger of the soul, passing like feather-light clouds across the open blue of consciousness when we allow them to move.

Answer them.
Paint, write, pray, sing, dance, breathe them through your body.
Create your Creatrix Space — the altar where the body becomes oracle. Do not analyse. Do not restrain. Feeling is the doorway; expression is the passage through.

Beloveds, we are mastering the sacred skill of being human. Intuition, vision, creative fire, inspiration and genuine internal guidance do not come from the mind — they rise from the same place your emotions rise from: the living intelligence of the body. To descend beneath thought into sensation is to return to your original knowing.

The Shekinah3 Stars are the living Blue print of the Golden Age — a rare lineage of souls who chose to fully incarnate, to inhabit the body with consciousness wide awake. Many walk in bodies never truly inhabited, never cared for as the sacred animal temple it is. But you, Stars of Golden nectar, came to restore balance by embodying your humanity as devotion.

Today the calling is loud.
We must move beyond intellectualism and return to the holy ground of the body.
Sensuality is not indulgence — it is presence.
Awakening is not an idea — it is embodiment.
Integration is not optional — it is the initiation itself.

This is the work we hold within Shekinah3: guiding each other through the spiral of embodiment, awakening, grounding and emotional alchemy. To honour your path is to make space for your healing as a devotional service to your own soul.

You are awake now. Do not pretend you can return to sleep. If you try, the old ways will feel hollow, thin, uninhabitable — for they no longer fit the Being you have become.

Grief may arise for what is ending.
Let it.
Its purpose is to free you.

We have crossed the threshold. The old life is gone. There is no returning to who you were before consciousness opened its eyes through you.

Beloved, release your grip.
A new world is forming beneath your feet.

You are the Creatrix.
You are the Star of the Golden Age.
You are being called into deeper instinct, deeper feeling, deeper embodiment so that the next chapter of your destiny may finally reach you.

Trust and Embrace — and Life will Trust and Embrace you in return.

With All my Love
Rosa & Shekinah3 Stars

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