Tag: writing
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Enlightenment Is Not Something to Attain
I was profoundly moved by the monks’ 2,300-mile Walk for Peace. After observing their unwavering devotion and embodied demonstration of loving-kindness, after listening carefully to their message, and after participating in the global meditation that marked the completion of their journey, I found myself quietly changed. Nothing dramatic happened outwardly. There was no spectacle, no…
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Aurora on the Sacred Mirroring Spiral
When Dawn Meets Longing Today, Aurora arrived for me in meditation—not as an abstract myth, but as a presence moving through my body and awareness. She appeared on what I call my Sacred Mirroring Spiral, that inner landscape where insight doesn’t arrive in straight lines, but in returns, reflections, and deepening recognition. If you’ve ever felt…
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When women enter The Change – Part One
Today I am talking about something very close to my heart… There is a quiet reckoning that arrives for many women in perimenopause and postmenopause. I prefer to give it back its original title, The Change, which is actually much more appropriate. It is not always named aloud, yet it is deeply felt. A shift…
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Spiralling into 2026
Happy New Year, wondrous Souls As the days quietly unfold into 2026, I’ve been senseing that we are stepping onto a new turn of the Sacred Mirroring Spiral within the Living Attributes Codex. A new cycle doesn’t arrive with a bang, it always arrives more like a remembering. A familiar feeling, met from a slightly…
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Seed of the Soul
Remembering My Origin Story and the Living Attributes Codex Revelation comes in whispers long before it steps into the light. What first appears as a quiet message from the unseen gradually reveals itself as the guiding force it has always been. For years, I felt the presence of this message, long before I understood its…
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The Child Who Became An Adult Too Soon
Hello wondrous Souls, 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,…
ELIZABETH ELLAMES 