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Because I Fell, I Learned to Be Held 💖 Let’s pioneer a new paradigm together ✨

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The seasons are shifting here in the high Rockies.The air is sharpening, carrying that quiet signal of fall. The willows have begun to yellow, and soon the aspen will set the mountains alight with gold.


This morning, coffee in hand, I sat on my porch and watched the waning moon rise over the ridge, stars still brilliant above. And I was tak

en back—not just to the porch on Mallory Drive in Idaho last August—but to a much earlier place, a much younger me.


Somewhere in childhood, a belief took root: “I’m not supported. No one cares. I’m on my own.” That child carried the weight of it, and in response, she became the independent overachiever. She decided she would never need anyone, never ask, never risk being abandoned.


But Spirit had other plans. My awakening path brought me back to that child—not through gentle reflection, but through lived fire. I was guided into balance by being stripped of my old armor. By running out of funds. By being pressed into the thing I feared most: asking for help.


The dread. The shame. The naked discomfort.


And beneath it all, that child’s voice whispering: “See? No one will catch you.”


But then, someone did.


Last year I spoke about this on my YouTube channel, naming aloud the truth that asking for help had never been safe for me. My family, my culture, had taught me to stand alone. But what I see now is that this is the initiation so many of us face: to let the fortress walls crumble, to let love in, to discover that support is real.


And so today, as I sit on my Colorado porch, steadier now, gratitude floods me for my friends Shannon Loudy Johnson and Brad Johnson. You caught me (and my daughter) when I was falling. You showed me that people do care. You reminded me that the true currency of this life is not money, but connection and love.


Because I fell, I understand compassion in my bones. Because I asked, I discovered the gold of being held. That is treasure beyond measure.


After a month in Europe, surrounded by luminous souls, I see it even more clearly—we are not meant to do this alone.


Brad—I miss our early morning coffee intersections.

Shannon—watching your love and service ripple outward and your joy grow is a gift.


I love you both. I honor you. I carry you with me. Here’s a hug across the miles, from Colorado to you.


Here’s to the angels in human form—the ones who stay beside us in our darkest nights, not just our brightest days. And here’s to each of us finding the courage to both ask for help and to pay it forward.


I can see the larger lesson now: this is the work of our time. To unlearn the lone-wolf survival stories. To step out of the rescuer, victim, and martyr loop. To remember what it feels like to be woven back into the fabric of love, unity, and reciprocity.



It’s from this place thatShadow Gold Alchemy was born—not as a program, but as a living field for those who are ready to go deeper than the surface shadows. To turn toward the hidden places within, to reclaim the parts of themselves they once exiled, and to embody their soul truth free of distortion.



Together, we walk into the tender ground most won’t go near—the beliefs and wounds that whisper in the background, shaping our lives until they are brought into the light.



There are still spaces open for those who feel called. If your heart is stirring, you can learn more here:www.multidimensionalu.com/shadow-alchemy


And because no one is meant to do this alone, I am following my inner directive to launch The Foundation Is Love Scholarship Fund.


This fund is designed for those who have already transmuted victim-consciousness yet still find themselves without the financial means to invest in this program. It is a way to ensure they receive the support they need and that I, too, am honored and compensated for my service. It is a weaving of the New Economy—one rooted in love and balance, not sacrifice and distortion.


No more martyr, victim/rescuer.


Only the trinity of unity, support, and love.



Together, we are seeding the new story. Together, we are creating a world where it is safe to ask, safe to be supported, and safe to receive.



And if you are in a position to help others right now, I want to speak directly to you. There is often no greater feeling than paying it forward—being the one who helps support someone else as they choose to rise.



Those of us who have funded people or projects know this secret well: it’s not just the recipient who benefits. Something heals in us too. In choosing to support another, we dissolve the illusion of separation. We remember that giving and receiving are not opposites—they are two sides of the same current of love.



The Higher Love Scholarship Fund is one way we can embody this truth. When you contribute, you’re not only helping someone access the mentorship they need, you’re participating in the healing of disconnection itself. You’re helping to birth a New Economy—one rooted in mutuality, reciprocity, and shared upliftment—where everyone is honored.



If you are feeling moved to contribute, all gifts are welcome! You can donate directly here: https://www.multidimensionalu.com/donate or email us at info@multidimensionalu.com


With joy & presence,


A’sha Love

 
 
 

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