When I received a message of gratitude from a friend who had seen my posts about Jane Goodall, my heart stirred in a way that surprised me. My response to her felt almost instinctive: “It’s the least one can do.”
Because when someone like Jane departs this earthly plane, something profound happens. It is not only a loss we mourn—it is a transmission we receive.
I have long believed that when an icon of such gracious magnitude passes, their archetypal codes disperse. These luminous codes, born from a lifetime of devotion and love, do not vanish; instead, they ripple outward, searching for open hearts ready to carry the flame forward. They find those of us who loved, admired, and aligned with their essence—and they gently rest within us, asking to be lived, embodied, and shared.
Today, I have wept three times for Jane. Not out of despair, but out of a deep and sacred opening. Each tear felt like a prayer, an initiation, a holy reminder that grief can be the tender hand that opens us to more love, more reverence, more responsibility. In those moments of weeping, I felt her presence move through me, not as absence, but as a call to continue holding the necessary light for the evolution of our humanity.
I believe Jane Goodall was indeed an Angel sent to guide us and support our beautiful planet and its animal kingdom. She was a living testament to the power of gentle strength, steadfast vision, and radical compassion. She showed us what it means to listen—truly listen—to the earth, to animals, to the quiet voices of wisdom within us all. And though her physical form has passed, her archetypal presence remains—a code etched into the collective soul.
To my dear friend who thanked me for sharing: I thank you. Your message allowed me to articulate what my heart already knew but had not yet put into words—that powerful souls like Jane do not leave us. They expand through us.
May we honour her not by imitating her path, but by walking our own with the same grace, courage, and devotion to our purpose in life.
We Don’t Shift Our Location, We Shift Our Identity!
When I first heard about shifting timelines, I wondered if shifting timelines meant entering an entirely new place—as though the universe would carry me to a different Earth. But as my journey has unfolded, I’ve become more familiar with how it feels to shift my timeline.
Now, I see and experience that it is not about location at all—it is about identity.
Each timeline is a resonance field, born of the self I am willing to embody. And it’s my archetypes that guide me here.
My Alchemist-Mentor elevates me and teaches me how to transmute shadow into clarity and focus, guiding me to integrate lessons and turn them into light.
My Divine Child-Cultivator encourages me to protect and nurture my imagination, delight, and joy—qualities that keep me open to the newness of each timeline and version of me I step into.
My Visionary-Artist liberates me and opens my inner vision, and helps me see images, colours, and patterns that reveal what is possible.
And my Queen-Collaborator grounds me and reminds me to lead not from control but from devotion—gathering others in shared purpose and weaving our collective strengths.
QUEEN
DIVINE CHILD
VISIONARY
ALCHEMIST
When I shift timelines, I am not leaving one world for another. I am shedding an old identity and embodying a truer, more evolved version of myself. My archetypes walk with me as interdimensional companions, helping me navigate the subtle thresholds.
Sometimes the shift is quiet—a softening of the light around me, a new ease in a conversation, an unexpected synchronicity. Many times my life changes outwardly, but not always, yet I still know I am definitely perceiving and creating from a totally new identity.
My Alchemist-Mentor continues to transmute old versions of myself toward renewed clarity and identity.
My Divine Child-Cultivator continues to help me create culture, and arrive at my own belonging.
My Visionary-Artist continues to paint a path of community, reflection and self-love.
My Queen-Collaborator continues to open my heart to my cooperation, offering synergy and innovation.
This is what conscious evolution feels like. Not the chase for another place, but the full embodiment of a new vibration. Timelines are mirrors, reflecting the archetypal codes I am most ready to express. And the more I align with these inner archetypal codes, the more my purpose comes alive.
I am not travelling through space. I am travelling through my consciousness and my Soul. And with every identity shift—with my Alchemist, Divine Child, Visionary, and Queen— I open a doorway into a new timeline, one that has been waiting within me all along.
One of the most fundamental teachings in Vedanta and in the awakened heart of Buddhism is this: all human suffering arises from the hallucination of a separate self.
The separate self is the great untruth. It whispers of “I” and “mine,” erecting walls where none exist, and writing stories upon the infinite chapters of our Being. From this arises fear, grasping, and despair—because if one is apart, one must defend, compare, protect, and eventually mourn the inevitable dissolving of that which was never real.
The truth is luminous in its simplicity: the separate self does not exist. What we call “I” is a fleeting pattern, a story woven by the mind, and a mask worn by the Eternal for the play of experience. Beneath it, only wholeness exists.
We are one breath, passing through countless lungs. We are one body, clothed in many forms. We are one mind, dreaming through infinite imaginations. We are one consciousness—an ocean appearing as waves, yet never ceasing to be the ocean.
When this recognition awakens in us, suffering begins to unravel, not because life becomes easier, but because the false centre around which pain gathered has vanished. The wound was never real—only the forgetting of wholeness made it ache. Thus, awakening is not the attainment of something new, but the remembrance of what has always been. We return to our natural state: vast, radiant, indivisible.
And it’s the belief in competition and scarcity that acts as the insidious culprit in our decline. These are the beliefs that are born from the hallucination of separation. When we imagine ourselves cut off from the Whole, we begin to fear there is not enough—enough love, enough beauty, enough life to go around. We begin to measure, compare, and grasp, forgetting that abundance is the very nature of existence.
Competition emerges as a false law, urging us to prove our worth by rising above another, when in truth, we can only rise together. Scarcity becomes the shadowed story of a world that has forgotten its Source, when in reality, the Source is inexhaustible, overflowing, and ever-giving. These illusions—of “not enough” and “not worthy”—erode our joy and fracture our collective spirit. They turn sisters into rivals, brothers into adversaries, and nations into warring factions. Yet all the while, the truth waits patiently: there is no lack in the heart of Oneness. In the eternal breath, nothing is withheld.
To awaken is to remember this—competition can dissolve into cooperation, scarcity can dissolve into sufficiency, and the myth of separation can dissolve into the living reality of unity. Imagine a world where the illusion of competition and separation has lifted, and humanity remembers its unity and belonging.
Without the shadow of scarcity, generosity becomes our natural way of being. We share not out of duty, but out of joy, knowing that to give is to circulate the life-force we all partake in. The myth of “not enough” dissolves, revealing the truth: there is always enough when life is honoured as sacred and held in balance.
Without the burden of competition, collaboration flourishes. No longer trapped in the illusion of climbing over one another, we discover the deeper rhythm of rising with one another. Innovation, art, and wisdom bloom—not as trophies to be hoarded, but as gifts to be offered to the Whole.
In this awakened world, leadership is no longer a grasp for power but a genuine desire to be of service. Success is no longer measured in accumulation, but in the depth of connection, coherence, and contribution. Communities become circles instead of hierarchies, woven together in mutual care and recognition.
Here, the body of humanity beats as one great heart. The mind of humanity shines as one great clarity. The spirit of humanity awakens as one great flame.
This is not fantasy—it is remembrance. The seeds of such a world already live within us, waiting for the soil of our willingness and the sunlight of our faith. When we choose unity over division, sufficiency over scarcity, and cooperation over competition, we step across the threshold into the radiant future that has been calling us all along.
Directed by Gia Coppola ~ Starring Pamela Anderson as Shelly, and Jamie Lee Curtis as Annette ~ Cinematography by Autumn Durald ~ Song in the video: Total Eclipse of the Heart by Bonnie Tyler
There is a scene in The Last Showgirl that feels less like cinema and more like a confession whispered in the dark. It wasn’t in the script. Jamie Lee Curtis was given only three minutes’ notice. And then she stepped onto the small stage, music rising, and began to dance.
Not for applause. Not for the gaze of others. But for something deeper — the elemental ache of the desire to be desired. It was beautiful and raw. It was sad and wanting. And it was utterly unforgettable.
The Desire to Be Desired
To be desired is to be seen. It is not vanity, but a longing woven into the human spirit — the yearning to be acknowledged, to ignite the desire in another and be cherished for that ignition, it is being held in the gaze of another as a mortal, that is alive, divine and worthy. For women, especially, this longing has always been both sacred and perilous: exalted in youth, dismissed in old age, and commodified when profitable.
Annette, Curtis’s character, embodies that paradox. Once a showgirl in Las Vegas, now relegated to serving drinks as a “bevertainer,” she stands between memory and invisibility. Annette reaches for the right to be witnessed again in her improvised dance — not as she was, but as she is.
When Allure Was Sacred
There was a time when allure was not performance, but power. It was not something painted on or purchased, but a presence that radiated from within. Allure was a form of language: the tilt of the head, the rhythm of footsteps, the pulse of breath. It was the body speaking its truth.
But over time, allure was stolen and commercialised, narrowed, scripted. Women learned to perform for the gaze of others, to contort themselves into what was expected, to believe their worth depended on staying desirable in someone else’s eyes. And in that transaction, something sacred was lost.
The Dance as a Portal
Jamie Lee Curtis’s improvised scene opens a portal to that sacred space. Her dance is not perfect — it is raw. It trembles with beauty and grief. In it, we see:
Desire reclaimed as a birthright, not just an urge.
Allure restored as presence, not performance.
Visibility demanded, even when the world says time has passed you by.
Annette is not asking to be desired in that moment — she is desire itself, alive in motion. The scene is both moving and totally authentic.
Reclaiming What Was Lost
If allure has been muted, it can also be reclaimed. How?
By choosing authenticity over performance — daring to be seen as we are.
By cultivating desire from within, not waiting for the gaze of others to grant it.
By practising solidarity among women, we celebrate one another’s radiance across every age.
By creating and supporting art that honours vulnerability, where beauty is found in truth, not polish.
A Closing Reflection
The desire to be desired is not a weakness or a sign of shame. It is the pulse of life itself, the reminder that we are made to be seen, remembered, and cherished. Jamie Lee Curtis’s improvised dance in The Last Showgirl is more than a scene — it is a gift and a mirror.
It asks:
Where have you hidden your own allure?
When did you stop believing in the sacredness of being seen?
And are you ready to step onto the stage of your own life — trembling, radiant, unashamed — and do your dance of desire again?
Inspired by the quote: “Life gives you plenty of time to do whatever you want to do if you stay in the present moment.” — Deepak Chopra
This quote centres on a soft truth—a reminder that time becomes spacious and generous when aligned with your presence. We often battle with time in a world that races ahead with to-do lists, deadlines, and digital noise.
We say, “I don’t have enough hours in the day,” or “There’s never enough time to do what I truly want.” But what if it’s not the clock’s ticking that binds us—but our absence from the present moment? The present moment is more than a concept—it is the living gateway where life unfolds. It is the sacred terrain of the now, the only place where real change, healing, creativity, and joy can occur.
When we truly place ourselves in the present moment, we step outside the illusion of scarcity. Time slows. Space opens. You feel, see and hear your true self again.
You might have noticed it in small moments—when you lose yourself in your craft, a conversation that stirs your spirit, or the hush of nature. Time bends. Hours dissolve. And somehow, everything feels possible.
Many years ago, I experienced this truth in the most unexpected place—on a morning television talk show. I had been invited as a guest to do a makeover on a woman. We began with a heartfelt conversation on the studio couch, sharing pieces of her story. But it was backstage, in the green room, that the real magic took place.
As I began the makeover—applying her makeup, cutting and blow-drying her hair, and styling her in a new outfit—I entered a heightened zone I had never known before. It was as though time expanded, allowing me to create with precision and grace.
A chatty young woman hovered nearby, attempting to engage, but I simply looked up at her with a soft but clear gaze—a gentle authority—and she moved on without a word. I was entirely in the now. There was no rush, no cluttered mind, just my full presence. And in just 40 minutes, an entire transformation took place—not just externally—but something deeper, more radiant. A soul remembered.
Being present in the now, creates your authentic Presence!
That experience stayed with me. It taught me that your presence is your secret power. When fully engaged in the moment, without distraction or doubt, we awaken to an extraordinary creative force within us. It’s not just about doing more—it’s about being more present to what we are doing.
The truth is that life is not too short; we spend too much of it in the past or trying to rush into futures that haven’t arrived. We dwell on regrets, replaying old stories. Or we project our fears forward, trying to control outcomes. Either way, we miss the gift wrapped around the present moment. To stay in the present moment is not to ignore plans or dreams. It is to arrive fully in what is right now, so that our actions are infused with clarity, our choices are shaped by alignment, and our presence is charged with divine power. It is in the now that our true self speaks, our soul guides, and our deepest desires begin to crystallise into form.
So if you feel like you’re running out of time—pause. Breathe. Return to the moment that’s right in front of you. Here, you will find more than minutes or hours. You will find enough. Enough energy, enough grace, enough direction to do whatever it is your soul came here to do. Because life, in all its wisdom, doesn’t rush us. It waits patiently and faithfully until we are ready to return to the only place where magic, meaning, and miracles live: the present.
What is one desire or dream you’ve been putting off because you believe you don’t have enough time?
How can you bring a piece of that dream into this moment, today?
We live in a world where the illusion of control still wears the mask of power. Here’s what I know for sure—control is not strength. It is emotional control and confusion disguised as order. It hinders the spirit, tightens the breath, and discourages real connection. To control others is stepping out of resonance with your divine alignment and integrity. It is the path of intimidation, not grace.
True power is not in your push, but in your presence. It lives in your resonance. In the way your energy speaks before your words do, it’s not something you do. It’s who you are at your core. Resonance begins when you live with and as the vibration you long to awaken in the world. It’s when kindness becomes your current, stillness becomes your prayer, and your presence is a lighthouse.
Ask yourself: What do I long to awaken in others? Now—how do I breathe, walk, and speak as that? This is how I live with Presence—I view my story as an integral part of my soul and sacred practice. I let that be my silent offering. I don’t have to convince. I don’t have to control. I just have to know.
This is my Light Leadership. This is my Living Goddess Code. This is how I shape the world—not by holding it tighter, but by blessing it with my presence. Let’s release the urge to rule, and instead rise to radiate. Let’s resonate so deeply with our truth that it awakens others to theirs.
Heart to Heart, Elizabeth Ellames Sacred Beauty Mentor