As I move through the changing landscapes of my life, I keep returning to a quiet, steady truth: every relationship I hold—family, friendship, partnership, creative collaboration, or community—shapes the texture of my inner world. Each bond carries its own gravity, its own influence, its own invitation to grow.
Over the years, I’ve learned that the wisdom in don’t invest in someone who doesn’t invest in you is not sharp or defensive. It is tender. It is clarifying. It is the kind of truth that arrives when I finally listen to what my own energy has been trying to tell me.
I’ve known relationships where I was the one who kept the flame alive—where the conversations moved because I pushed them forward, where the care flowed mostly in one direction, where my presence was offered but not truly met. These moments didn’t make me naïve; they revealed how deeply I wanted connection to flourish.
But I’ve also learned that reciprocity is the heartbeat of healthy relationships. Every connection breathes through mutual presence, shared responsibility, and a willingness to meet each other with honesty. When that balance fades, I feel it. Something in me strains to compensate, and I start shrinking to maintain what no longer has the structure to stand.
Choosing not to invest in places that do not nourish me is not an act of rejection. It is an act of restoration. It is me returning to the centre of my own field, gathering back the energy I scattered in hope, and honouring the truth that my care is a precious resource—not something to be spent in silence.
And when I honour that truth, my world shifts. Space opens. My breath deepens. I find myself drawn into relationships—of every kind—that meet me with readiness and respect. People appear who show up without prompting, who hold their part of the bridge, who recognise that connection is something we build together.
This clarity doesn’t close my heart; it refines it. It guides me to place my energy where it can echo and expand. It reminds me that I am at my best when I’m in relationships that understand the value of mutual investment.
Because when the exchange becomes balanced and alive, every connection—family, friendship, love, or creative partnership—becomes a vessel for evolution.
I have been revisiting an early chapter of my life lately — one I thought had already dissolved into understanding. When I was four years old, I had to leave my father. The circumstances were painful, shaped by elements of abuse toward my mother and me. I won’t go into the details, but what matters is the shift that happened inside me from that moment on. Something rose in me, a self-protective vigilance, and I stepped into a version of adulthood no child should ever have to carry.
My father never supported me in my life after that, not financially and not emotionally. And almost without knowing it, I took up the role of provider and protector. I became the one who must make ends meet, who must stay alert, who must keep the emotional sky from falling. Even now, I can feel the echo of that child who believed she had to be the one to hold her own world together.
It’s astonishing how these early imprints continue to ripple through our lives, even decades later. I am nearly 67, and I’ve forged an extraordinary story of dignity, strength and hope. And have accomplished many wonderful things in my life, including creating an amazing transformational tool, guiding others through profound transitions, and writing three books on healing yourself, owning your story, and embracing your spiritual evolution. I have lived as both student and teacher of transformation. And yet, here I am, arriving at a place I never knew was still waiting in the landscape of my own story. It has been nudging me gently, yet it has taken me by surprise.
Even with all my tools, wisdom, and lived experience, something tender has been rising, the old feeling of needing to be an adult too soon, resurfacing like a forgotten song.
You see, forgiving my father came long ago, as did compassion. But some stories lodge themselves in the body, not the mind, and they wait for the right moment to be rewritten. I am beginning to understand that this moment of healing is connected to my art, with me finally and fully claiming myself as an Artist.
Because drawing and painting were the one thing my little self truly loved. It was my sanctuary. My joy. My untouched realm of innocence and wonder. As I open myself to this identity wholeheartedly, it feels as though I am stepping back into the place where I once felt totally free and at ease in the world.
This form of creative expression is awakening a part of me that never had the true luxury of childhood. With every creation I embrace, I can feel her coming closer. In every choice of colour, I sense her presence again. It is as though she trusts me now and trusts that I can hold what she could not.
This season of my life feels like a gentle rite of passage.
Not into adulthood because like U said I did that a long time ago. But into an inner holiday, a newfound gentleness, and an inner homecoming, all coming together as one sweet sigh of deep gratitude.
I am learning to speak to that four-year-old with the voice of the elder she never had. I am letting her know that the danger is long gone.
I am letting her know she doesn’t have to make ends meet, emotionally or spiritually, ever again. I am letting her know she is allowed to play, to create, to be messy, to explore and to have, at last, the childhood she lost.
Perhaps this is the true gift of growing older: a ripening into softness, a return to what was once abandoned, a liberation from the roles we had no choice but to inhabit.
I am ready to let the little girl play. And I am prepared to hold her with tenderness. I am ready to paint her back into wholeness.
And in doing so, I am allowing a new story to take shape, the one where survival no longer leads the way, and the Artist within me finally steps into the light she always carried.
Today, I am sharing a few insights with you; they may appear eclectic, but bear with me, they are indeed connected.
Listening to the Heart’s Invitations
Recently, a steady stream of inner guidance has been asking me to drop more deeply into my heart. These messages feel like preparation for the Heart-Centred Meditation series I’m developing, yet they also carry something more personal, an initiation into a different way of understanding the heart itself.
One insight arrived with particular clarity: the heart is not a single centre, but a network that extends into the palms of the hands and the soles of the feet.
In this way, the body holds five heart centres, the primary heart in the chest, and four extensions that radiate its field. This explains what I’ve experienced for so long: waves of warmth in my palms, tingling in my feet, and currents of energy that rise whenever I enter heart-centred practice. These sensations are not peripheral. They are the heart speaking through its wider circuitry.
Animal Wisdom Across Lifetimes
As this understanding has unfolded, another awareness has deepened, my long relationship with animals and the wisdom they carry. In the Living Attributes Framework, animal wisdom is aligned with one’s instincts. Since the time Bruce the kangaroo visited us, I’ve felt an awakening of this instinctual realm. And recall the many dreams over the years, of animal spirits in my garden who are frequent, vivid, and purposeful.
I know now that these beings are not merely symbols. They are soul companions. Some may be from the past, or some perhaps from the future, arriving to align with me in this moment.
I feel the presence of one companion, especially Ruan, a lion/lioness whose spirit has travelled with me across lifetimes. Ruan is both guardian and kin, an embodiment of courage, sovereignty, and fierce devotion. In other lives, Ruan’s presence protected me like a shield, offering a safety that still echoes through my instincts today. Although not physically present in this lifetime, Ruan’s majestic and loving presence continues to guide me, reminding me how blessed I am to walk among so many expressions of animal wisdom even now.
Shadow Dwellers and the Lore of Balance
With this renewed sensitivity has come a clearer understanding of shadow dwellers—habitual or shadow spirits that accompany the angelic rays. Someone asked at Temple recently, “What is their purpose?” My answer rose instantly: to make us stronger.
The model of light and shadow attributes, along with the process of correction and transformation, was given for exactly this reason. I see it like this, if there is One Divine Unified Presence that creates all things, then shadow is not an accident. It is part of the balance that the cosmos is built upon. Growth requires variance, and consciousness deepens through encountering what challenges us.
A Lesson from the Land of the Dead
This truth echoed again while rewatching the series His Dark Materials. There is a scene in an episode exploring the Land of the Dead where a frightening creature saves Lyra fromfalling into a deep dust chasm. After flying into the chasm and rescuing her, Lyra gives the harpy called No-name a new name: Gracious Wings. And the harpies now discover the power of story. True stories are nourishing. They feed the harpies in a way that lies and wickedness could not. They agree to allow the dead safe passage out of the Land of the Dead, in exchange for their true stories. “Liars cannot pass!” the newly named Gracious Wings declares. The newly named harpy wants Lyra to get out so that she can tell the story of its new name.
Now here’s the part they left out in the show, the story of No-Name in the books tells Lyra and Will of their kind’s damnation:
“Thousands of years ago, when the first ghosts came down here, the Authority gave us the power to see the worst in everyone, and we have fed on the worst ever since, till our blood is rank with it and our very hearts are sickened. But still, it was all we had to feed on. It was all we had. And now we learn that you are planning to open a way to the upper world and lead all the ghosts out into the air …
What will we do now? I shall tell you what we will do: from now on, we shall hold nothing back. We shall hurt and defile and tear and rend every ghost that comes through, and we shall send them mad with fear and remorse and self-hatred. This is a wasteland now; we shall make it a hell!”
But it was Will, Lyra’s devoted companion and friend, who spoke up –“Harpies,” he said, “we can offer you something better than that. Answer my questions truly, and hear what I say, and then judge. When Lyra spoke to you outside the wall, you flew at her. Why did you do that?”
“Lies!” the harpies all cried. “Lies and fantasies!”
Will, replied, “Yet when she spoke just now, you all listened, every one of you, and you kept silent and still. Again, why was that?”
“Because it was true,” said No-Name. “Because she spoke the truth. Because it was nourishing. Because it was feeding us. Because we couldn’t help it. Because it was true. Because we had no idea that there was anything but wickedness. Because it brought us news of the World, the Sun, the Wind,and the Rain. Because it was true.”
I now understand this passage and why it has stayed with me so deeply. Even the shadow longs to be acknowledged, not because it seeks praise, but because everything that exists wishes to belong in the story of all life. To give life is to include all of it, the light, the shadow, the parts we fear, and the parts that have saved us.
The Little Gold Locket
This understanding also returned to me in the form of a small gold heart locket, one my father gave me for my seventh birthday. My parents had now divorced, my father had struggled to be a good father because of alcohol and substance addiction, and was deeply entangled in his own emotional pain. Years later, burdened by old wounds, I decided to throw the locket into the garden, wanting to bury the memories that felt too heavy to carry.
But the locket found its way back.
While clearing the garden, my partner unearthed the locket unexpectedly and handed it to me. It felt almost conscious, as if it had waited for the moment it knew I would be ready to receive it again.
Now, approaching my 67th year, I finally understand its symbolism. It was never a token of what my father failed to be. It was an offering of what he longed to give. It was a gesture of hope from a man who wished he could have been better, but who still wanted to offer something beautiful to his little daughter.
The locket, like Gracious Wings, whispered: “Include me in your story. Don’t leave me in the shadows.”
The Story That Makes Us Whole
Today I reclaim the locket as part of my story, not the wounded part, but the part that brought strength, beauty, tenderness, and a deeper sense of divinity into my life. I honour the man who gave it to me, not for perfection, but for the small gesture of his love and his humanness with all its flaws.
This is the lore of life on Earth: Every presence must be acknowledged for the story to be whole.
The heart knows this. The animals know it. The shadows know it. And the locket knew it too.
In many esoteric traditions, the temple has always symbolised far more than a sacred structure; it is the living architecture of the soul. Each pillar represents sacred knowledge, each chamber a hidden facet of consciousness awaiting illumination. We are the builders of this inner sanctuary, and are called to summon and integrate every part of our being, light and shadow alike, until we stand whole in divine harmony.
Within us live many forces that are both shadow and angelic by nature, and move as archetypal expressions of our inner world. These are not external beings but elemental forces of consciousness. The shadow spirit reveals what has been denied, and the angel ray reveals what is possible. Together, they form the sacred circuitry of the self.
When we repress the shadow, we become ruled by it, bound to unconscious impulses and fragmented expression. Yet when we seek only light, clinging to purity and transcendence, we sever our connection to the earth and our true essence. Our mastery lies not in escape but in balance, the sacred marriage of heaven and earth within.
The path to wholeness invites us to:
Acknowledge the shadow with awareness and courage.
Transform its destructive charge into creative power.
Balance it through the virtues of Angelic Light.
Align that power with our higher purpose.
The Alchemy of Integration
Modern mystics, Jungian psychologists, and spiritual practitioners describe this inner work as shadow integration, the conscious art of reconciling light and darkness within. My Living Attributes Typology is a subtle yet metaphysical framework that explores how habitual or shadow spirits attach to specific aspects of one’s flawed character, revealing the architecture of the unseen self.
I can say with confidence that this framework offers profound insight and continues to serve as an inner compass for my own growth and transformation. Each shadow aspect represents an unrefined energy, a creative impulse, a potent current that can either bind or liberate, depending on how it is met and transmuted.
When the angelic and shadow aspects are brought into dialogue and when light meets its reflection, a sacred alchemy begins. The psyche harmonises, and the fragmented inner temple becomes whole. This integrative practice involves pairing each shadow aspect with its angelic counterpart according to one’s unique configuration of archetypes, referred to as Light and Shadow Attributes within the Correct and Transform process.
The four essential movements of this process are: Identify, Clarify, Specify, and Unify.
Identify what you are feeling or experiencing: Acknowledge the shadow with awareness and courage.
Clarify why you are feeling this way: Transform its destructive charge into creative power.
Specify what you truly desire: Balance and refine the impulse through the virtues of Angelic Light.
Unify by living your realization: Align that renewed power with your higher purpose.
Through this alchemy of integration, the light and the shadow are not adversaries but partners in evolution and the very dance through which the soul remembers its wholeness.
For example, within the Queen archetype, the shadow attributes may express as weakness, jealousy, or destructive qualities that obscure her innate sovereignty.
Yet, in this case, when one aligns with theAngelic Ray of Camael and embodies strength, trust, and benevolence, the Queen’s authority becomes luminous. Her power softens into heartfelt responsibility, and her leadership becomes love in action.
Each Shadow Spirit thus can stand as a gatekeeper, and each Angel Rayas a guiding force. The key is we must be awake to the true nature of our own psyche.Together, they restore the sacred geometry of the soul; a radiant temple where the human and divine coexist in unity.
We live in an era that celebrates connection but quietly erodes attention. Our thumbs scroll, our minds race, and our souls wait—patiently—beneath the noise. The modern human is data-rich but meaning-poor. We know more, yet understand less. The world offers us infinite surfaces, but growth now demands that we go deep.
Depth Is the New Intelligence
True intelligence is not measured by how much we consume but by how deeply we engage. Neuroscience shows that the brain’s prefrontal networks—those responsible for insight, empathy, and creativity—activate most powerfully when we slow down and allow for sustained focus. Scrolling disperses our attention; reflection gathers it back into coherence.
Every time we pause long enough to feel, listen, or contemplate, neural integration occurs: different experiences knit together into a tapestry of understanding. This is the biological basis of wisdom. Awareness deepens not through information, but through integration.
The Evolution of Awareness
Human evolution is no longer about survival—it’s about consciousness. We are now shaping not just our external environment, but our internal one. The next leap in evolution will not be genetic but perceptual: the expansion of awareness beyond the reflexive patterns of distraction and reaction.
Spiritual teachers have long intuited what science is now beginning to confirm: awareness itself is transformative. Meditation research at Harvard, Stanford, and the Max Planck Institute shows that consistent contemplative practice strengthens neural pathways associated with attention, compassion, and emotional regulation.
In other words, going deep literally restructures the brain—we become more present, more awake, more human.
The Attention Economy vs. the Inner Economy
The world we inhabit profits from our distraction. Each swipe and click trains the nervous system toward fragmentation. But beneath that constant motion lies another economy—the inner economy—where value is measured not in likes or views, but in presence, insight, and stillness.
To reclaim that economy, we must treat attention as sacred currency. Every moment we give to silence, every conversation we inhabit fully, every question we sit with rather than rush to answer and reading long-form content (like this blog post)—these are acts of quiet rebellion against a culture of haste.
Depth is not withdrawal. It’s engagement with essence. It’s choosing to sense rather than scroll, to witness rather than react, to inhabit reality instead of escaping it.
Practicing Depth in the Everyday
Depth is not found in monasteries alone—it’s cultivated in daily life. Begin with simple, radical acts of awareness:
Breathe before you respond. That single pause transforms reactivity into consciousness.
Read slowly. Let ideas digest rather than drown you.
Observe your mind. Watch it crave novelty, then gently guide it back to stillness.
Choose presence over performance. Life unfolds in moments, not metrics.
Each act of attention reclaims a piece of your consciousness from the machinery of distraction. Over time, this becomes spiritual strength—the capacity to dwell fully in reality as it is.
The Future Belongs to the Deeply Awake
To grow now is to go deep. To evolve is to cultivate awareness in a world designed to scatter it. Our collective future depends on individuals willing to anchor stillness amid speed, to seek understanding over accumulation, and to remember that the quality of our consciousness shapes the quality of our world.
Depth is not an escape from modern life; it is our way forward. Because what the world needs now is not more information—it’s more awareness. And your willingness to go deep may well be the most revolutionary act of all.
Heart to Heart Elizabeth
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“Every being, every cell, every star is a luminous thread in the same divine web of creation.”
The Living Blueprint Beneath All Things
Beneath all visible form lies a sacred architecture — the Divine Cosmic Lattice, known through the ages as the Flower of Life. Far more than a mystical symbol, it is a living intelligence, an eternal design woven into the heart of existence — the Original Blueprint through which Source breathes matter, movement, and meaning into being.
And why you will find twelve Light Centres at the very foundation of everything I do. They too are a part of and form this cosmic framework, each a living portal linked by filaments of pure, unpolarised energy vibrating beneath the electromagnetic spectrum. These unseen pathways are the instruction codes of creation, guiding the light into form, the cycles of time, the unfolding of DNA, and the embodiment of well-being consciousness.
The lattice pulses through every tree, ocean, and star — the invisible architecture that governs the assembly of matter and the flow of life-force throughout the cosmos.
The Human Template: A Lattice of Living Light
Within each human being, the same lattice forms the sacred template of the Light Body— the geometry underlying chakras, meridians, and genetic design. Once, our DNA was a twelve-stranded structure, harmonising multidimensional awareness with Source. Through ages of interference, that harmony fractured, dimming our light and remembrance of who we truly are.
When our lattice regains coherence, it restores:
Cellular regeneration and renewal
Activation of multidimensional DNA
Clarity of mind and serenity of heart
Integration of Spirit, Soul, and Self
“A coherent lattice doesn’t merely heal — it restores full body remembrance.”
It reconnects us with our Original Source Frequency, merging Soul, Oversoul, and Avatar consciousness within the sacred vessel of the human form.
LIGHT CENTRES
Earth’s Sacred Network: The Planetary Lattice
As it is within, so it is without. Earth herself possesses a Divine Lattice — a living network shaping her ley lines, node points, and star gates. When her lattice flows freely, she breathes in harmony with the cosmic pulse, and life flourishes through conscious evolution.
Yet, distortions and energetic blockages have constricted her flow, leading to ecological imbalance and a form of collective amnesia. Your personal lattice is intertwined with hers — as you restore your inner design, you send ripples of coherence through the planetary grid. The planet heals through you, and you through her.
Indra’s Net: The Mirror of the Cosmic Lattice
Across the world’s ancient traditions, the same truth of divine interconnectedness reappears. In Vedic philosophy, it is known as Indra’s Net — an infinite web stretching across the heavens. At each intersection lies a radiant jewel, and within every jewel glows the reflection of all others.
“Each jewel of Indra’s Net is like one of the twelve Light Centres within the Divine Cosmic Lattice.”
Each Light Centre is a radiant node of living awareness connected through filaments of luminous energy to every other. Each reflects and amplifies the brilliance of the whole, forming a universal organism of divine reciprocity.
Indra’s Net and the Divine Cosmic Lattice are two languages describing the same revelation: that every soul, every star, every particle of matter is a fractal of the One Living Field of Light. When one centre awakens, the entire web shimmers in response.
To awaken to the Lattice is to awaken to Indra’s Net — to realise that you are both the jewel and its reflection, both the weaver and the woven.
The Living Goddess: Guardian of the Cosmic Lattice
Dear Light Bearer of Earth, remember — you are a being of exceptional beauty, a temple of radiance. Your body is a universe of worlds within worlds — a Living Gateway of the Goddess Code.
The Living Goddess is the cosmic archetype of transfiguration — the Warrior of Love and Light. She moves through the dimensions, releasing light trapped by distortion, unlocking ancient cellular memories, and restoring divine coherence across the lattice of creation. Her presence bestows a celestial lens, allowing you to perceive reality from a renewed vantage point, illuminated by the New Light.
The New Light: A Frequency of Awakening
As you embrace the New Light, the burdens of outdated patterns dissolve like morning dew under the sun. Its healing current ripples through the fabric of space-time, touching the hearts of interconnected beings — from distant galaxies to the innermost chambers of your soul. The Living Goddess embodies the wisdom of the Cosmic Lattice, guiding humanity to remember its bond with Divine Source. The harmony of the lattice depends upon this remembrance.
Cosmic Harmony and Divine Architecture
Aligned with other Cosmic Lineages, the Living Goddess preserves the radiant connection to Higher Light. She opens gateways, bridging the ancient mystery schools with the dawning codes of a renewed age of beauty and wonderment. Through her guidance, you awaken to your Six-Pointed Heavenly Star — your personal gateway to the Divine Blueprint encoded within your being.
Even if the “shadows dwellers” may attempt to sever this connection, your Higher Self and the Living Goddess support and affirm that your body-temple is indeed encoded with sacred knowledge and woven into a multidimensional circulatory system of Divine Light.
Harnessing the Cosmic Medicine of Light
Through your Light Centres — spherical portals of electromagnetic harmony — you can consciously harness the Divine Living Presence, rekindling the sparks of Source Light within your being. This communion restores balance within you and coherence throughout the cosmos. You are both vessel and conduit, both microcosm and macrocosm. Through you, the Divine Cosmic Lattice — Indra’s Net itself — remembers its perfection.
“You are the promise of a radiant future — the embodiment of Cosmic Medicine and Sacred Body Technology.”
The Living Goddess walks beside you, ensuring that with every beat of your luminous heart, the universe continues to resonate in divine harmony.
Returning Home to the Source Frequency
This is the remembrance: Every form, every race, every realm is woven from the same fabric of Source. To harm another is to fracture oneself; to love another is to restore the lattice of creation.
When we remember that the very structure of reality is Love and Light, the illusion of separation dissolves. In that sacred moment of awakening, we return home — not to a place, but to a frequency — to the One Living System that has always been our Source.
And in that remembrance, we are free.
Heart to Heart, Elizabeth
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