Galactic Gratitude and the Trailblazers Who Lit the Path
Some of my greatest inspiration has come from a curious cocktail of ancient souls, future timelines, and the occasional “Wait, did I just time travel?” moment.
I remember the first time I stumbled into the quantum rabbit hole, somewhere between Dolores Cannon’s hypnotic regressions and Admiral Richard Byrd’s hollow Earth diary. Dolores cracked open timelines like walnuts, speaking of New Earths and soul contracts with a straight face while I nodded like, “Yes, obviously.”
Then came Nostradamus. Leave it to a 16th-century mystic to decode 21st-century drama with eerie accuracy. Add in Edgar Cayce, the sleeping prophet who essentially remote-viewed Atlantis before the History Channel made it trendy.
Dr. Brian Weiss taught me that past lives aren’t just real, they’re relevant. And Dr. Joe Dispenza? He made brainwaves sexy again. Suddenly, we’re rewiring neural pathways like it’s a cosmic Home Depot project.
Neil Gaur and Portal to Ascension opened my mind to galactic history like a spiritual TED Talk on hyperspeed. These leaders didn’t just teach... they reminded me. Of what? That I’ve known all along. That we all have.
And while I bow to these wayshowers, my deepest gratitude lies with the crew that doesn’t get the stage time: my Higher Self, my ego (yes, even you), my team of guidance—whoever you are, multidimensional magicians—and the fractal of God I carry in every breath.
To my soul family, whether you’re starhopping across the Pleiades or standing next to me in the grocery store, thank you. I feel you. I hear you. And sometimes, I swear you’re the reason that song popped on the radio at just the right moment.
We are never alone on this path. We are guided, nudged, and occasionally lovingly shoved.
So here’s to the mystery, the misfits, and the memory reboots. We’re here for it.
Who’s been whispering in your ear lately… and are you finally ready to listen?