Before she fell into matter, she remembered everything.  She remembered the way creation hummed — that soft, crystalline thrum of I AM that moved through every lattice of light. She remembered the way stars greeted her when she passed, bowing in recognition, because she too was made of their fire. She remembered the freedom of expanding and contracting at will, of dissolving into the Celestial Field and becoming a song, a color, a prayer.  But she also remembered the assignm

There comes a moment on every spiritual path when our solo work reaches its edge. You can journal, breathe, meditate, regulate, reflect, and meet yourself with so much courage — and still feel the sense that something deeper wants to move… but won’t budge in isolation. Because you can’t alchemize everything alone. None of us can. Some layers only unwind when you’re held inside a field that catalyzes your fear of judgment; a container that is loving enough and coherent enough

There was once a great House — ancient, shimmering, infinite — with so many rooms it could not be counted. Some rooms glowed like sunrise. Some were dim like forgotten attics. Some were filled with laughter, soft and warm. Others echoed with grief that had never been spoken. This House was no ordinary House. It was the Body of Creation itself. And inside it lived every soul who had ever been, would ever be, or was becoming — though none of them remembered that the House bel

If you’re reading this, there’s a good chance your spirit guide has been nudging you for a while… and when you they couldn't get through, they probably resorted to a more direct line of communication: “Okay, send her to A’sha.” (It’s in my cosmic job description somewhere. ) Because this moment — this solstice — holds something for you. As we approach the end of the year, I feel that ancient hum rising beneath the surface — that subtle, steady vibration that always seems to a

Evelyn had always lived more on the inside than the outside. From the time she was little, she could feel entire weather systems moving through people — unspoken emotions, unshed tears, the words they didn’t dare say out loud. When adults around her said, “I’m fine,” she could feel the truth vibrating underneath: fear, grief, resentment, longing. It wasn’t something she ever talked about. Even as a child, she understood that people didn’t like others seeing too much. So she l

Hello, my friends. After a couple of weeks of recovery here in Italy—and one very sunny day I fully intended to go to Assisi but didn’t, because my body said, “Actually… no thank you, I’m too tired”—I finally felt strong enough to make the trip. No grand plan. No itinerary. Just a whisper of curiosity and a gentle inner nudge I’ve learned not to question. I assumed I was heading into a quiet, contemplative day in a sacred city that’s been calling me since before I arrived. W

Hello, my friends. As many of you know, these past weeks brought me face-to-face with an unexpected, yet soul-planned initiation here in Italy. What began as a medical crisis quickly revealed itself as a mandated pause… a cosmic intervention designed to interrupt a lifelong pattern of over-functioning for Love. From my hospital bed to quiet mornings convalescing in a cottage just outside of Perugia, I found myself with an unusual gift: time . Time to become still enough that

Hi everyone I wanted to take a moment to share a personal reflection and a quick update about our next round of Illuminate — we’ve decided to push the start date to December 7th , which means there’s now more time to join us if you’ve been feeling the nudge. These past few weeks have been… intense. Watching my mom go through a major health scare while overseas was one of the scariest experiences of my life. For a moment, I truly wasn’t sure she was going to make it. My huma