Like many drawn to the metaphysical path, my journey began early. At the age of eight, I found myself connecting to the spirit realm. Though I didn’t fully understand what I was receiving at the time, the vivid imagery and powerful sensations from those early journeys were deeply imprinted. They became the foundation—an inner compass—through which all future spiritual experiences would be measured.

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My reconnection with the magic and mystery of the unseen realms came through an unexpected and poignant event. One evening, after learning of the tragic passing of someone I deeply admired, I was suddenly overcome with a wave of grief that felt disproportionate—even strange to me at the time. And then something extraordinary occurred.

The room filled with the unmistakable fragrance of roses—rich, potent, all-encompassing—yet there was no source. Just the scent, as if the air itself had opened to another reality. In that moment, I heard a voice—not external, but within, resonating directly in my consciousness. It said simply, “It will be alright.” That voice comforted me in a way nothing else could. I now understand this as clairaudience—a sacred hearing beyond the physical realm. The voice continued, assuring me that everything was about to change. And indeed, it did.

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There was no university or formal institution to guide me on this sacred path. I sought out teachings wherever Spirit led me. In those early days, resources were few, but I was committed. I explored self-hypnosis, hypnosis, Silva Mind Control, the I.M. Psychic School, and Reiki. I read every book available and sat in on countless classes shared in the intimate spaces of people's homes. I even walked on fire. Each course, each experience opened me further—lifting veils, expanding my awareness, deepening my purpose. What began as curiosity evolved into devotion. This became my life’s calling.

A pivotal turning point came when I joined a psychic development circle led by one of New York City’s most enigmatic mediums. It was April of 1985. During a group meditation, one of the students slipped into a deep trance and began speaking in a voice not their own. Though channeling was not unfamiliar to me, it was a new and electrifying experience for our group.

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As the transmissions became clearer, we came to know the presence: a radiant being of light who called herself Gaeyida, in reverence to Gaia, the Earth Mother. She had come to speak to us—healers, light bearers, and mystics. Her message was profound: we were being invited to join others around the world in anchoring the energies of the Aquarian Age, preparing the way for future generations.

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I studied under the guidance of Gaeyida for over 30 years. Her wisdom, her frequency, and her unwavering light shaped the course of my life. My soul made a vow—to continue to serve this beautiful planet, to share lighted energy, and to help usher in this new age with grace, healing, and celebration.