In this blog, we will discuss why many of us have lost our ability for clear intuition, and what our ancestors did to bring it back when it was clouded. There was a time when truth was felt in your bones and there wasn’t a need for a second opinion. Unfortunately, for many of us, we have lost this ability of intuition. Women, moreso than men, possessed this quality within their divine feminine nature. A superpower feared by the controlling dracos. Back then, you could walk in

They told you Jesus died for your sins. They told you to worship him, but not remember what he remembered, but the truth was never about religion, because it was about resonance. Jesus wasn’t a god above you. Jesus was a human being fully activated; a carrier of field truth. He didn’t bring new religion, the deep state did. Jesus brought the frequency coherence, but the deep state turned it to religion. People didn’t follow him because of doctrine, they followed him because h

Most people think the war in Ukraine is about politics, land, power, or protection. That’s the surface. The real story is what’s being built while the world watches the fire. Ukraine sits on a critical junction point, energetically and logistically. It’s a land bridge for data, energy, and movement between east and west. Whoever controls it controls the flow of infrastructure. This alone makes it a high-value target. But it goes deeper. That land holds a type of memory not ye

You’ve felt it your whole life, that strange sense that something is deeply wrong, but no one around you seems to notice. That feeling that time moves in a way it shouldn’t, or that the sun feels too bright and too empty, or that the world repeats itself in strange loops, and no matter how far you run, something feels off; not just in the world, but in you too. You were right to feel that way. Because what you’re sensing is real. Something happened here. Something massive, an

This post is to help you remember the time they are desperately trying to erase from our memory. The time before the world was divided by tick and count, before the rise of numbers and names, there was a noise that moved through all things, unbroken and unmeasured. This vibration was not heard through the ears but absorbed through the whole of being. It rose from the deep ocean trenches and passed through the stone-boned mountains, carried by the field. It did not begin or en

Beneath collective memory lie deep layers; a time before spoken word, before language fractured the unity of sound and meaning, before the mind separated from its environment. This was the field of coherence, the First World. It was built before agriculture, cities, or the coronation of any king. There existed those whose role was orchestration, not rulership. They were the Builders: resonant engineers of place, form, and current. Their presence is mostly erased from visible