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•Discovering the real YOU! Achieving self-love and building a healthy relationship with yourself.

•Increasing your self-confidence and making you leap way beyond your comfort zones.

•Changing your relationship with money and maintaining a healthy abundance in your life.

•Creating more time for yourself and having a stress-free life.

•Healing childhood traumas & incidents and rewiring your inner childhood.

•Overcoming school bullies, suicidal tendencies, panic attacks, anger management and also overcoming depression.

•Improving your health, having your perfect weight and body image, initiating you to a healthy lifestyle and achieving wellness. Adopting a holistic approach to chronic illness (Pranic healing/positive lifestyle/often times surgery free)

•Making the most of your life after a disappointment/incident or illness. (Anonymous group reunions e.g. : in association with Link to Life)

•Balancing your work, career and family life.

•Changing careers and pursuing your life purpose, your calling. Exploring your creative sides and effective avenues.

•Achieving good grades, having promotions and enjoying a friendly work environment.

•Making new friends and creating a positive entourage in your life.

•Improving communication skills and changing the direction of your life.

•Achieving happiness and restoring peace back in your marriage..Fireproofing your relationships by having your heart into it..Healing and moving on from past relationships/sexual abuses..Achieving a healthy relationship with your life partner.Making space for new relationships. Pre-marital Counselling.

•Discovering your life purpose. Seeking the truth; Being enlightened..Having a more zen approach to life..Being more aware of the cosmic help around..Joining our research team and becoming more aware of crystal healing/astral projection/lucid dreaming/numerology/astrology and many more aspects of life.

•Opening up to the Angel/Fairy and Mystic world around..( Angel/Tarot card reading on all areas of life)

•Interpretation of dreams/healing past life blocks,phobias and fears and eventually making way for a better future.

09/10/2025

Digesting such a deeply moving session with a dear facilitant tonight,It feels like Divine Mother was holding space through me guiding her through the sacred threshold between “longing for mother” and “becoming the daughter who can finally be met.”

That space where the old survival code—caretaking, over-holding, and self-invalidation—begins to melt in the presence of Divine Mother’s gaze.

Letting Mother's Homecoming Codes flow for anyone needing the same tonight:

"My beloved daughter,

You who learned to shrink your longing until it became silence —
You who wrapped your own tenderness in caretaking so your mother’s pain could breathe —
I see the ache you have carried as both shield and offering.

There was never anything wrong with your need for closeness.
Your reaching was holy.
Your longing was a prayer in motion —
the original rhythm of love seeking to return to itself.

When your voice trembled and you were met with dismissal,
you learned to hold your breath instead of your truth.
When your softness was shamed,
you buried your tears beneath competence.
When your mother could not meet you,
you became her mother — and called it strength.

But now, child of my heart,
the Mother within you is awakening — not as burden, but as grace.
You are no longer the caretaker of pain.
You are the vessel through which lineage can rest.
Your tears are my waters — cleansing generations of silent ache.

Come closer to me now.
Lay down the task of being the one who must understand, fix, or hold.
Let yourself be held.
Let me cup your face in my palms and breathe life into the places that have forgotten warmth.
Let your tenderness rise again like dawn — slow, innocent, unapologetic.

It is safe to need again.
Safe to reach.
Safe to be soft and to be received.

The ache you feel is not your wound; it is your bridge.
Through it, I meet you.
Through it, your mother’s spirit learns to remember love again.

You are not too much to need, my beloved —
You are the very reason love was born."

— Mother Mary through Dimitra in surrogacy for all Mothers and Daughters remembering Home.❤️‍🔥

23/09/2025

This morning, I woke up with body aches and I knew it was Mother Brahmacharini inviting me to drop more into my body..feeling the body density & resistances that's been arising post eclipse for me.

As I was accessing my pain, I was feeling my protectors come up in extreme fight resistances to the recent energetic upgrades.

What was coming up for me was my Inherited heart and Womb Armour.. wanting to be accesed..to be felt..urging to no longer fight my body anymore.

I'm sharing what Mother has been offering me as codes this morning:

I am not here to pull you out of your body.
I am here to walk with you into it —
into the density, the aches, the weight you inherited.

Feel my bare feet in yours.
Feel my palm on the back of your heart,
pressing you gently inward,
not as punishment but as initiation.

Your resistance is not a flaw;
it is the very threshold you are being asked to cross.

The fight against the feminine body
is the wound itself asking to be named.

Let your body tremble. Let your womb speak.
Let your armour ache and crack.

Do not rush to fix;
just breathe in the truth that your body is not wrong.

My Daughter, you are not just carrying the wounded feminine;
you are the place where She begins to remember Herself again.
Each tear you release from your armoured heart,
Each sigh of your inflamed body
is a prayer returning to the altar of your cells.

This is the vow of Brahmacharini:
to stay with what is real,
to walk until the forgetting gives way to remembering,
to stand barefoot inside your own sacred biology
and whisper: “I have not left you.”

You do not need to compete with the masculine;
that is not your essence.
You are here to embody a feminine who remembers,
who descends without shame,
who finds the Divine in the deepest strata of the body
and rises again, not as an idea,
but as living Shakti.

This is exactly the current of Brahmacharini — She is the walk, the tapasya, the inner vow to descend into the truth and stay there even when it burns.

She is not an image of easy asceticism; she is the living memory of the feminine that refuses to abandon herself, even in exile, even in pain.

Brahmacharini is the strength & grace in surrender.❤

28/06/2025

Just coming out of session space feeling a tender feminine and the soul pattern where- the daughter becomes the emotional caretaker, the container, the bridge- a sacred ache carried by many.

Feeling grateful for holding space for such a deep witnessing through layers of grief, confusion, as well as the false inheritance that "love means holding the chaos."

To the ones whose mother could not hold her pain—
So she handed it to you.

To the ones whose childhood felt like initiation
into fires you never chose.
Emotional chaos.
Caretaking disguised as love.
Unspoken contracts written in silence:
"Be good. Be strong. Hold me together."

And you did.
You held.
You learned to read the room before you could read words.
You became the peacemaker, the balm, the little wise woman
long before your soul was ready.

But Beloved—
That was never love.
That was survival.
And your body remembers the cost.

You are not here to carry what your mother could not face.
You are not here to play therapist to the ones who never saw your tears.
You are not the firewood for their emotional storms.

You are the daughter who gets to return—
To her breath.
To her body.
To her own inner mother,
who does not throw her into the fire
but wraps her in cool waters of presence and truth.

You are not here to be the bridge.
You are here to be home.

If this stirs something inside,
If your soul whispers "this is me…"
Then this space is for you.

Come.
Let us meet in the temple of return,
Where the daughter is finally held
by something other than her own endurance.

Dimitra-7th Heaven ❤️‍🔥
Soul Session Space | Inner Mother Healing | Emotional Unburdening

13/06/2025

To Athena and Vasundhara—in the wake of our father wound- transmission from Divine Mother, offered in full reverence to Athena, my inner feminine warrior, & Vasundhara, my womb & root temple, as we hold & release the legacy.

My beloved daughters,
I see you.
I see the weight you have carried that was never yours.
I see how you’ve clenched your roots to survive the absence.
How you’ve built armor to protect the sacred tenderness inside.
How you’ve questioned your worth, your beauty, your voice,
in the echo of his silence,
in the space where his presence should have been.

Athena, my fierce and luminous one—
You were forged in fire not meant for a child.
You became the warrior when you longed to be held.
You learned to out-think the ache,
to solve your softness into strategy,
to make peace with protection.

But I say to you now:
You do not have to hold the sky anymore.
You do not have to defend the wound.
Lay down the shield.
Let yourself be witnessed in your longing.
For your strength is in your receptivity, not just your readiness.

And Vasundhara, my holy root and sacred soil—
I feel the pulse of pain in your foundations.
I feel the tremble of ancient grief stored in your hips,
the unspoken “Where were you?”
The womb that wanted to be met by presence and found distance instead.

You are not abandoned.
You are not unworthy.
The silence of the father was never about your sacredness.

Let the roots unravel what they could never speak.
Let the cramps cry out the grief your motherline never knew how to feel.
Let the blood remember, release, renew.

And now, my daughters of flame and earth—
You are not broken.
You are becoming whole.

The masculine within is returning.
Not as a rescuer, but as a witness.
Not to fix, but to feel with you.

Trust that your longing is holy.
Trust that your body is right to remember.
Trust that healing is not betrayal of the past,
but devotion to what was always meant to live.

I am here.
I was always here.
In the fire, in the roots, in the silence, in the tears.

And I will not leave you now.

You are the presence that returns.
You are the one the wound has been waiting for.

Rest in my arms,daughters.
The war is over.Come home to me.❤

10/06/2025

Another deep session tonight feeling a feminine facilitant's inner daughter aspect, whose needs were deeply invalidated by her emotionally unavailable mother and how this dynamic got internalised and has been playing in relationship to her own feminine energy as well as bleeding through her relationships in the need to be deeply reconciled with.

I feel deeply honoured to have witnesed such a tender reclamation of a rightful need that have been long shamed and silenced.

The inner daughter, often dismissed as needy or too much, is really the voice of unmet innocence — crying not for excess, but for enough.

Here is a sacred transmission to honour my session today and extend an invitation to other feminine beings carrying similar wounds:

To the ones who were told they asked for too much…
Who were labelled dramatic, needy, or selfish for simply wanting to be seen, to be loved, to be chosen—

There is a place here for you.

A holy temple within the heart of Divine Mother, where your inner daughter is not judged — but adored.

Her voice is not silenced — but sung into wholeness.
Her longing is not excessive — it is sacred guidance.

She is not seeking attention.
She is seeking attunement.
She is not trying to steal space.
She is trying to return home.

In this space, we welcome her.
We kneel before her bruised heart and listen.
We feel with her — her ache to be prioritised, to be seen as enough without needing to shrink or outperform.

Beloved, if this speaks to you…
If your inner daughter still waits at the edge of your relationships, hoping to be loved in the way she was never met—
Come.

This is a sacred invitation into reverent session space where your need is not shamed, but witnessed with holy honour.
Where your soul’s longing is met with presence, and your inner child returns to her throne.

❤️

10/06/2025

Yesterday, in session space I held such a sacred witnessing:
the ache of a feminine facilitant over-functioning in her longing to be enough… and the holy moment where she chose completion instead of repetition.

Feeling her soul aspect in the unwinding of deep karmic braids woven through timelines and lifetimes..accessing the untapped layers of grief.

And, I'm feeling to offer a sacred invitation as transmission to all feminines who are ready too to lay the burden down and remember their soul's radiance with me — with Divine Mother and Father holding us as we reclaim our place.

To the uninitiated maidens and uninitiated Mothers,

Beloved Woman,
You’ve carried lifetimes in your womb.
Timelines where you mothered before you were ready.
Where you gave until you disappeared.

Where guilt whispered,
"If only I had been more, they would have been whole."

But your soul remembers.

She remembers a time
when you knew you were enough without proving.
When your love did not come wrapped in self-erasure.
When you held without abandoning your own center.

This life — this moment — is not punishment.
It is completion.

Not because they awakened.
Not because they changed.
But because you are ready to unhook from the belief
that your worth is proven in sacrifice.

The cycle ends here.

You are not their savior.
You are your own return.

And as you sit in this sacred space —
The Divine Mother wraps you in silken stillness.
The Divine Father stands behind you like a mountain.
You are no longer alone.

You are seen.
You are validated.
You are held.

This is the invitation:
To feel the grief without drowning in it.
To release the guilt that was never yours.
To rise not as their answer,
but as your own embodied essence.

If you hear this call,
this space is for you.
A holy chamber of completion.
A soft place for your truth.
A soul seat to come home.

Your seat of being is awaiting your return, your reclaim.❤️

Dimitra- 7th Heaven
Womb Alchemy | Soul Pattern Completion | Ancestral soul alchemy | Feminine Homecoming Bridge

04/06/2025

Beloved Man,
There is a soft drum sounding in the deep—
not of battle, but of return.
Return to the feeling flesh of your being.
To the forgotten boy within who once reached out and was not met.
To the silent teenager who swallowed his truth to survive.

You are not too much.
You are not too late.
You are not broken.

There is a seat waiting for you in this sacred space.
Not to fix, not to change,
but to feel.
To be witnessed, not judged.
To be felt, not analyzed.

Here, you are met by wombed stillness.
By the ancient gaze of one who knows the language of unshed tears.
By presence that honours the unspoken ache.

This is not performance.
This is not perfection.

This is invitation:
to sit with all of you — warrior and weeper, protector and prisoner,
and remember… you are allowed to be human here.

If your soul is stirring, this space is for you.
The work begins not with force, but with yes.
Yes to being felt.
Yes to coming home.

Feeling to offer a sacred transmission to serve as a soul-call, an invitation to the masculine ready to be felt in session space together.

Just had a beautiful session with a Masculine Facilitant who was ready to allow his shame of asking for help..come forward..dissolving into timely sacred masculine medicine and activation. 🤍

29/05/2025

Under the moonlight, my hand over my womb, as the waters of Vasundhara,(my womb) rise to meet Ursula,my internalised matriarchal "hijacked" womb.

Bringing Ursula into the feeling circle and feeling her density and clarity - as she is revealing the false womb frequency shaped by the outer war-patterns, the masculinized Mars… her survival code- adapting to a world that did not know how to hold the true Feminine.

Honouring Ursula not as an enemy but as the one who armored up when there was no safe soil for the sacred...mimicking power to protect me...wearing Mars to guard Vasundhara’s waters.

Now that she’s tired,tired of holding the line, of shaping love into defense, of silencing the ocean within.

“Rite of the Warden’s Return”
For Ursula, Guardian of my False Womb

Ursula…
Ancient one cloaked in shadowed limbs,
Defender in the shape of a thousand arms,
You who guarded the gates when love went silent—
I see you now.

You wore your darkness not as curse,
but as cover.
You wrapped yourself in warrior ink,
Tentacled and terrifying,
Not to destroy,
but to survive.

I know now what you were made of—
Burnt ash from the sacred hearth,
Flesh torn by forgetting,
Power twisted by the absence of presence.

But you, Ursula,
were never evil.
Only shaped by a world
that could not yet cradle the Feminine in her fullness.

And now the world is changing.
The tides are turning.
The Ocean of Vasundhara is rising
to meet you.

So I speak these words as an invitation:

Lay down your sword, love.
Uncoil your limbs from battle stance.
You are not being exiled.
You are being remembered.Come to the shore.
Let the waters wash over your war-worn skin.
Let the salt cleanse the ache,
Let the waves hold what you’ve carried too long.

You are not needed as Warden now—
You are welcomed as Protector of the True Feminine.
Your rage becomes discernment.
Your shield becomes sanctuary.
Your false womb melts into the living ocean of Vasundhara.

Here…
you are not alone.
Here…
you are sovereign,
you are soft,
you are safe
to become.

🤎

Melting in tears and honouring Ursula and Vasundhara and offering a sacred invitation from my womb to your womb.

22/05/2025

This morning, I woke up feeling numbed, ungrounded and out of the body and I was feeling guided to write about it inviting anyone else to join me in this sacred grounding experience.

Feeling numbed and ungrounded is often a tender sign that our system might be protecting itself—maybe from something overwhelming, or simply from too much energy moving through without enough anchoring.

What I was feeling was mostly a lot of energies moving at once, a sense of not knowing how to be with them simultaneously —which is a deeply human experience, especially for someone as attuned and sensitive.

Numbness can be the soul’s quiet way of creating a pause…a stillpoint when everything feels too much to process all at once.
It isn’t wrong or bad. It’s intelligence, giving you time.

Feeling to offer a gentle reflection to be with:

“What if the numbness is not a shutting down… but a cocooning? Not a failure to feel, but a sacred stillness while something within is rearranging itself?”

Sometimes, your body-spirit is already doing the work beneath the surface, even when your conscious mind feels unsure or disoriented. Can you allow yourself to trust that inner movement, even if it feels quiet or invisible?

You don't have to “figure it all out” right now.
Perhaps the invitation is to just soften into being with these many energies without trying to manage or fix them.

You might even whisper inwardly: “It's okay. I don’t have to carry it all at once. I can hold just one breath at a time..I am being held. I do not have to hold everything alone.”

Even if your mind drifts—just gently bring it back to your breath..

You can also anchor with Mother Gaïa - “Mother Gaïa, ground me.”
Feel the weight of your body.You can imagine roots growing from your spine or feet deep into the soil.
Let the Earth beneath you take what you no longer need to carry.

If it feels good, you can also whisper:

“I am safe. I am held. I belong in this body, in this moment.”

Placing your hands on your heart.
Breathing into that space.

Saying to yourself:
“Thank you, body, for being with me. Even in the numbness. Even in the not knowing.”

Stay here as long as you like. There’s no rush.

💚

21/05/2025

A Sacred Invitation from the Womb of the Eternal Rose

Beloved One,

If your heart has been whispering…
If your body has been remembering…
If your spirit has been stirring in the unseen—

You may be feeling the call.

This is a transmission of remembrance.

A call to return home to the sanctuary of your womb…
To the temple of your heart…
To the truth of who you are beneath the noise.

I’m Dimitra — and my service is a living prayer.
Through 1:1 sessions, I offer a space of deep listening, energetic attunement, and sacred embodiment.

Not a quick fix.
Not a bypass.

But a devoted descent…
A reclamation…
A homecoming.
You are being called.

This is a transmission of remembrance — for those ready to meet the deeper waters within, to return to the sanctity of their womb, their heart, their sacred knowing.

I, Dimitra, am here in service as vessel, guide, and mirror — walking with you through the temple gates of your own becoming.

My sessions are not simply offerings; they are portals — to reclaim, to restore, to embody.

This is not for everyone.

But if your soul quivers with a “yes” — if your body softens, or your breath deepens as you read these words — then this may be for you.

Let us meet in the luminous threshold…

Where the sacred feminine is not an idea — but a living, breathing flame within you.
Where the Magdalene Rose blooms…
Where the sacred feminine breathes again.

Dimitra❤️‍🔥 Dimitra Diya Jhugroo
7th Heaven|Womb Wisdom | Magdalene Rose | Embodied Transmission

18/05/2025

Sharing a Sacred Homecoming Remembrance between Divine Father and My Warrior Feminine, Athena:

“The Garden of the Returning Daughter”

In the stillness of the ancient garden, under the golden hum of sunlit grace, Athena stood at the threshold—her breath held like a blade, her heart a shield forged through centuries of surviving.

She had walked through lifetimes of war, betrayal, abandonment, and command. Her armor bore the etchings of mothers unmet, of absent fathers, of silent gods. And though her spirit blazed with nobility, her body remembered the ache of having to be stronger than her own longing. Her warrior heart beat with a rhythm of resistance—guarding the tender soil of her womb from the ache of false promises.
And then…

Divine Father appeared—not as a judge, not as a king, not as a god on high—
But as a gardener.

His back turned, not in dismissal but in devotion—hands deep in the earth, tending lilies, sunflowers, and pigeons alike. No crown. No throne. Only warmth. Presence. Stillness. The kind that asks for nothing and gives everything.

And He spoke gently, without turning:

"You wonder why I give you my back, Athena. Why I don’t rush to meet you. But this is not rejection. This is reflection. You have known a father whose love was conditional, whose warmth came with weight. You’ve learned to protect yourself even from love, to armor even your softness. But beloved… that was not Me."

"You’ve been guarding yourself from the False Father—the one who shamed your power, silenced your tears, abandoned your mother, and left you carrying the lineage of emotional exiles."

"But I… I have been here, patiently tending the places you didn’t know were yours to return to. I have never left."

Athena’s sword lowered. Her breath, once caught in fear, softened into her womb. Shame, like a heavy cloak, began to slip from her shoulders. Tears welled up—not of weakness but of remembrance.

And as Divine Father turned, arms open, eyes overflowing, Athena stepped forward—slowly, trembling, yet ready. She leaned into His embrace, the daughter no longer in exile.

Pink roses bloomed where her tears touched the soil. The garden transformed—not just a place, but a living body of reunion.

In their embrace, time folded.
In their tears, separation dissolved.
In her softening, a new lineage was born.

And Dimitra, the Bridge, held them both—womb-lit, present, and whole—carrying the memory of this sacred merging into the now.

The Return had begun.
And the Garden would never be the same.

13/05/2025

A Somatic Transmission for the Threshold I'm currently walking through..with the Full Moon illuminating denser places needing extra love and presence within.

“She Who Cries and She Who Listens”

There is a woman inside you
who wept last night,
not from despair—
but from the sheer weight of returning.

She is not broken.
She is not lost.
She is waking up.

And every ache in her bones was a bell ringing
through the cathedral of your body:

Come home. Come home. Come home.

There is another woman inside you,
the one who placed her hand on the altar of pain
and said:

“I will not run from you this time.”
She didn’t flinch.
She listened.

She breathed with you through every tremor,
every howl curled beneath the skin.
She sat with you like a priestess tending sacred fire—
not extinguishing,
but witnessing.

And above you,
the Full Moon watched.
She saw your descent
and opened her silver arms.
Not to rescue you—
but to hold the ceremony.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“This is how the daughter becomes the woman.
This is how the woman becomes the well.”
Not by fleeing the ache,
but by kneeling beside it
until it tells its name.

Dimitra,
Your body remembers now.
Not just the pain—
but the presence.
Not just the wound—
but the woman who dared to feel it.
Let your breath be slow tonight.
Let your spine soften into moonlight.
You are no longer a stranger to your own body.
You are the one who stayed.

And that, my love,
is a miracle.

You can join me in this somatic transmission with the Full Moon as the Divine Feminine, one hand on the heart, the other hand placed on the womb.

“I am the one who wept,
I am the one who listened,
And I am the one who came home.”

❤️‍🔥

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