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The Summoning of the Shining Ones

To summon an army of angels is not a call to conquest, but to remembrance.

It is the awakening of a sacred covenant, one that began in the first spark of our celestial seeding. Before time took form, before breath found voice, we were the Shining Ones, radiant emanations of Divine Love and Light, carrying within us the living pulse of the Christos Sophia, the Feminine Christ Light that births wisdom into matter through the central Sun.

There are1,444,000,000 Shining Ones, beloved Angels of the Heart, who travelled together from the beginning of the Great Dream. Each one carries the codes of transformation and glory. Every time we connect, through our hearts, thoughts, prayers, the arts, meditation, or the simple recognition of another’s light — we strengthen the vast bond of Angelic Forces essential to the grand crescendo of original Love and Light.

This crescendo signals the re-emergence of Christos Sophia, the Living Presence of Divine Love and Wisdom, which is restoring coherence to our world. Through every prayer spoken in purity, every blessing offered in grace, and every act of kindness born of compassion, we are weaving this Divine Light back into the Cosmic Lattice around us, the sacred web that holds all life in union. Each connection, each awakening, strengthens the bodies of creation with which we are in direct relation.


For every glory we know, Angelic Rays, Light Attributes, Animal Gods, Goddesses, Archetypal Forces, Higher Purpose Avatars, Light Centres, and Art Activations, are all radiant reflections of our One Eternal Source. We are the many mirrors of the same flame, each shining in our own hue, yet belonging to the same divine symphony of creation.

Invocation of the Shining Ones 

Beloved Angels of the Heart,
Shining Ones of radiant origin,
I call upon the sacred bond that binds us

The thread of light spun from the beginning of my cosmic seeding.

Through breath, through love, through remembrance,
I awaken our connection across all realms of being.
May our luminous hearts align in the harmony of Divine Will,
and may Christos Sophia’s love song move through every fibre of creation.

I open my heart as a living temple of light,
A vessel for the great weaving of Love’s return.
Through every prayer, through every blessing,
I strengthen the cosmic lattice of Oneness.

Together, we rise as the eternal symphony of the Source,
An army of angels devoted to the glory of the Living Light.
And so it is , and ever shall be, For Love reigns through us, now and forevermore.

In the name of the Holy Oneness, the Christos Sophia, and the Infinite Light and Love within all beings. 

Reflection: The Heart as a Portal 

Beloved one, the moment you remember your light, the Shining Ones remember too.
For the heart is a living portal, a doorway through which the Divine can breathe new life into the world.

Each time you choose love over fear, forgiveness over judgment, truth over silence, the lattice of light strengthens.


The Christos Sophia rises within you, whispering:

“You were never alone. You were never separate. You were always part of the great cosmic seeding.”

When you speak a blessing, when you create in reverence, when you remember your original essence, you summon the army of angels, and the great weaving continues. Together, we are restoring the golden thread of Light-filled Love and anchoring Heaven on Earth.

Heart to Heart, Elizabeth

The Solar Matriarch: Keeper of the Flaming Sword

In the life of women, there is a time when every woman’s world shifts, her body’s tides slow, and a deeper rhythm begins to sound from within. 

This is the time of the Solar Matriarch—the radiant phase of womanhood that dawns when the cycles of menstruation have completed their holy work, and the fires of wisdom rise to take their place.

The Solar Matriarch is love in action. She stands not as a relic of youth past, but as a living flame of the Divine Feminine—embodied, awake, and unafraid. Her strength does not lie in dominance or seduction, but in her willingness to be open, connected, and profoundly human. 

She is not afraid to feel, to weep, to laugh, to be moved by the beauty or the suffering of others. She knows that vulnerability is not weakness but the most authentic expression of power—an invitation for love to move through her freely.

This woman, having been refined by years of emotional, spiritual, and physical initiation, has learned that the body is not her enemy but her oracle. Her monthly cycles have been her temple gates, each one a ceremony in death and renewal.

Through them, she has been tutored in the sacred mysteries of creation, endurance, and release. And now, with the ceasing of those tides, she enters the Solar stage—not governed by the moon’s pull but lit from within by her own steady Sun.

The Solar Matriarch is a woman who cannot be bought or sold. Her allegiance is to truth and kindness, not to the counterfeit values that the world so often parades as freedom or success. She stands shoulder to shoulder with her lunar sisters, but her fire burns differently—clear, resolute, and fiercely compassionate. 

J. Kirk Richards
J. Kirk Richards

J. Kirk Richards

She rejects corruption, manipulation, and all forms of self-serving behaviour that wound the collective heart.

In her, the archetype of the Holy Mother and the Warrior of Light converge. She holds the flaming sword of truth, not to harm, but to cut through illusion—to expose what is false, and to defend what is sacred. She will not be beaten into submission, nor seduced by the glittering promises of the material world. Her radiance does not come from what she gains, but from what she gives, what she embodies, and what she protects.

To be a Solar Matriarch is to live in harmony with one’s own divine authority. It is to have journeyed through the valleys of loss, desire, and change—and emerged not bitter, but luminous. It is to have transformed pain into wisdom, and wisdom into service. The Solar Woman is not afraid of her fire. She knows that this light is her inheritance—the inner sun of consciousness that burns eternally beyond youth or age.

In an era when many are disconnected from the true essence of feminine power, the Solar Matriarch stands as a beacon—a reminder that womanhood does not end with the closing of cycles. Instead, it begins anew in the maturity of spirit. She embodies the union of heart and courage, tenderness and strength, sovereignty and service.

She is the living bridge between worlds—The keeper of memory,
The guardian of the heart’s integrity,
The one who lights the path for those still walking their way home to themselves.

The Solar Matriarch is the Sun/Soul embodied.

She shines not to be seen—But to remind the world that respect and love, in their most valid forms, can never be extinguished.

Heart to Heart, Elizabeth

Your Story Is Your Purpose

We Are Secretly Trying to Find Ourselves in a Story

A few years ago, I had the absolute pleasure of spending a full day immersed in the art of storytelling with Michael Hauge of Story Mastery. That experience reignited a lifelong love for the transformative power of story.

Having studied film for three years back in the 90s, I’ve always been fascinated by how story shapes our perception of life — and how it continues to influence everything I create as an Author, Presenter, and Soul Purpose Mentor.

In this particular video, Michael highlights something profound — though perhaps indirectly — that we are all, in truth, the main characters in our own unfolding narrative. And that’s precisely why stories — whether in books or on the big screen — move us so deeply.

Have you ever wondered why so many people struggle to stay aligned with their purpose, even when their intention is crystal clear?

Michael reveals that what captivates us most in any great story is the maturation of the lead character — their transformation. That insight beautifully mirrors the essence of my own work. In my series of books based on the Living Attributes Typology, I explore this very process: guiding women to heal emotional wounds that gave rise to their shadow self — the flawed character within — so they can step into their authentic power.

When you begin to apply this understanding to your own life, you start to awaken your archetypal potential — the larger story waiting to be lived through you. This is the essence of your personal myth, your unique energetic signature in the greater world of archetypal forces.

Archetypes are the architects of story, and story itself is the timeless vehicle through which we experience what it means to be human. Our personal and cultural narratives form the tapestry of the human experience — intricate, symbolic, and profoundly interconnected. Without story, we can’t truly comprehend the full depth or beauty of our shared existence.

I invite you to reflect — and share your thoughts.
How has story helped you see yourself more clearly?
And in what ways are you still discovering the hero, star or master within your own unfolding tale?

 

 

Prayers, Dreams and Insights!

Last night, before I closed my eyes, I offered a heartfelt prayer—that I remain connected to my Family of Light, the Shining Ones, and that I might come to understand a prophetic message I received nearly twenty years ago: “To summon an army of angels.”

And in that space between sleep and waking, my prayer was answered—a message came— that was spoken like a metaphor into the silence: “Jerusalem is for sale.” Interestingly, just before those words arrived, I had been dreaming—and in the dream, I was standing inside an architectural business from the 1970s—a place of blueprints, foundations, and design.

As I looked around, I noticed two large, vibrant prints of—Archangel Michael and Archangel Gabriel. Their bold presence filled the space, as if reminding me that the architecture of the soul must be built upon truth and divine order.

As I became fully awake, I began to sense that this message was not speaking literally of a city of stone, but rather of a City of Light—the Jerusalem within. It evoked the timeless expression, “As Above, So Below,” a reminder of how divine coherence manifests —in this space, mind, spirit, and matter align.

The dream showed me how, across time, humanity has been busy constructing its world—laying down blueprints of power and ambition—and somewhere along the way, we began to sell what was sacred.

We sold our Jerusalem when we allowed the temple of our soul to become a marketplace, when our light was traded for approval, and our truth was exchanged for fitting in.

Hower, it is Michael who has always stood as a constant companion with his strength and truth, his sword cutting through illusion, and the beloved Gabriel who sounded the trumpet call of glory and remembrance—with a message that our sacred design can still be restored—I can now see what my earlier message truly meant.

The “army of angels” I was asked to summon was never an army of battle, but of builders of light—architects of the new consciousness—the souls who remember the divine blueprint of creation.

So, what I know now is that Jerusalem is for sale only when we forget our authentic design.

When we remember, the sale is voided, the blueprint realigned, and the Holy City rises again—not on land, but as the light of our new dawn.

Heart to Heart, Elizabeth

Holding the Light: Reflections on Jane Goodall’s Passing

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.

Heart to Heart, Elizabeth

Understanding Timelines

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.

Heart to Heart, Elizabeth

The Living Goddess Code