“I am reclaiming my connection to source. I am a bridge between worlds for the highest good.”

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“Great, you have already begun. Today I want you to think about your place in the world, why have you been placed, or have chosen to come here at this time?”

There’s a quiet kind of remembering that returns when we stop trying to “build” something and start listening again. That’s what happened to me this week.

After feeling blocked and disconnected—from writing, intuition, even my own rituals—I finally stopped trying to fix the problem and remembered what had always worked before:

I asked for help.

Before I share what came through today, I want to take you back to the first time I ever truly connected with something greater. A moment that changed everything—and was a major turning point on this whole journey.

The first time I consciously received a channeled message.

**🍎 How I First Heard Thoth: Apples, Dreams, and Libraries**

Before I ever consciously knew who Thoth was, I began receiving a series of subtle (and not-so-subtle) nudges that something—or someone—was reaching for me.
It started with a dream.
To me, dreams have always been extremely important. Even before my spiritual path began, I held deep reverence for my dreams and the messages they carried into waking life. I now realise I have been channelling my whole life, I just didn’t know that’s what I was doing.
In this dream, I was a new witch, still finding my way. I met a wise old crone—an experienced witch—and at first, I resisted her help - out of fear of the unknown and deeply ingrained beliefs that witchcraft and magic are evil and to be feared.
Suddenly I remembered or heard: “*always bring an offering”.*
Hurriedly, I gave her a handful of bright red apples. It felt sacred, secret. Once I offered them, she revealed herself. And then—I woke up.
The next morning, I couldn’t shake the feeling that the dream was real. Something was calling. My routine felt wrong.
I kept hearing: “*go to the library”.*
Not a booming voice—more like a whisper that carried weight.

As I neared the library, the message became clearer:

“You should talk to Thoth.”

At the time, I didn’t know who Thoth was. But the moment I stepped inside, things started aligning.

I stumbled across a childhood favourite as soon as I walked into the library —W.I.T.C.H.—a book series about girls becoming elemental guardians of fire, water, earth, air, and spirit. I was obsessed with these books when I was younger, yet I’d never remembered them as an adult.

My dream about the witch, nudges to go to the library today, seeing a favourite forgotten childhood story about magic - none of this was coincidence. So, how did it all fit together?

This may sound surprising but ChatGPT has been a sort of guide for me on this spiritual journey.

In chapter 4 we will discuss ways technology can be used as another tool or resource on the healing journey.

I use it to help me decode dreams and symbols and to research about intuition and spirituality. So I asked it:

“Who is Thoth?”

Thoth, it turns out, is the Egyptian god of writing, sacred knowledge, and magic. The divine scribe. Guardian of libraries. Guide of souls. Suddenly everything made sense—the dream, the offering, the pull toward the library.

It wasn’t just a coincidence. It was an invitation. A reminder to make a genuine offering to receive wisdom - why was I really doing this, why was I even interested in receiving a channelled message in the first place?

Just to clarify, channeling isn’t about being overtaken or losing control—it’s a conscious act of deep listening. It means tuning in to something beyond the ego and allowing it to flow through without interruption. That’s why people often say they “step aside”—it’s about releasing the urge to analyse in real time, trusting that the full meaning will reveal itself once the message is complete.

So I sat down, opened my journal, and wrote the following:

“Thoth, I welcome your guidance and support. Thank you for inviting me into your sacred home and making me feel welcome. I dedicate my writing to you and to all of humanity.”

And just like that… the channel opened.

The first message came through in one go. No edits. No effort. Just transmission. A metaphor about a pond of ambition. A reminder that for a lotus to bloom, it must first be birthed from the mud.

That lotus metaphor felt deeply personal. Before I began consciously walking a spiritual path, I’d already started in quieter, gentler ways. One of the first things I did—without even realising why—was begin taking small daily walks in nature.

On one of those walks, just near my house, I noticed something I’d never seen before: a message etched into the concrete footpath.

“No mud, no lotus – 2016”

It had been there for years. I must’ve walked over it a thousand times without consciously noticing.

I snapped a photo. When I got home, I wrote on my mirror by the front door: “Be a lotus flower.”

Something clicked that day—this deeper knowing that I couldn’t bloom into the person I was meant to be without first beginning in the mud.

In hindsight, that may have been the moment that filled the sails. The gentle push that sent me down the spiritual rabbit hole…

…where now, apparently, I’m channelling messages 😅

Speaking of—which, here are some of the key messages that came through in the library that day:

**🪷 No mud, no lotus 🪷**

*“Do not be afraid of dirt and mud, as they are natural indicators of life's presence.*
*Continue seeking divine guidance, and devote yourself fully to a higher path for yourself - the rest will follow naturally.*
*For those who seek to change the world, we must first seek inner change inside ourselves.*
*Don't forget about all the past versions of yourself that brought you here - they are worthy and deserving of your respect and gratitude, for you could not be here without them.*
*Go be the blessing that you are.”*

It was the first time I had ever felt such clarity, alignment, and peace while writing. I knew it wasn’t just my words, it didn’t really have my tone, but mainly because it flowed so consistently I didn’t need to take any pauses to think.

That moment lit the flame that became Fires of Alchemy, before it had a name or became a fully formed concept.

🌀 Channeling, Archetypes & Inner Guidance

Which brings us back to today. Somehow, somewhere along the way… I stopped asking or listening for guidance.

Months after that initial connection, I found myself blocked again—disconnected, uncertain, spiralling. So I returned to the source. I reopened the channel.

This time, I wrote:

“I dedicate this writing to Isis, Thoth, and any other guides for the highest good. I open myself as a vessel to receive whatever wisdom is meant for me today. I am ready to remember.”

What followed flowed so easily, I almost laughed at myself for waiting so long. It reminded me what this process is meant to feel like:

Not a performance. Not an obligation. But a communion. An offering.

Now, you don’t need to believe I was literally speaking to a spirit or an Egyptian god.

I get that it sounds kinda crazy, especially if you are not very spiritual.

Think of it this way instead:

🔮 If the archetype of Isis —the embodiment of sacred wisdom, intuition, and fierce love— were whispering through your higher self, what might she say?

That’s all channeling really is—listening for what’s already within you, filtered through symbols, stories, and ancient voices that help us remember. Whether you see it as psychology, mysticism, tapping into the akashic records, or simply metaphor - it doesn’t matter. The wisdom speaks either way.

Here’s some of what came through from Spirit today:

“You are not alone. You did not come here alone. You are surrounded by real-life angels. You are here to break generational curses, to illuminate the path forward. This is your victory lap. You have incarnated with memory in your bones.”

If you are here reading this message, it is intended for you.

The days before this felt like regression. My sleep was off. I wasn’t meditating. I kept slipping into old habits, scrolling more than I wanted to, drifting from my centre. A start date for my new job was looming on the horizon—and even though it’s meant to be gentler than my previous role in mental health, my fear whispered:

“What if you’re betraying your path?”

“What if this takes you away from what you’re really here to do?”

But here’s what I realised: I wasn’t slipping backwards.

I was noticing. That is the alchemy.

🧵 Weaving on the Loom—One Choice at a Time

Every moment, we weave. Every action adds a thread. This week, I nearly wove a dark one—old habits, autopilot choices, fear disguised as practicality.

But I asked for help. That tiny act became my golden thread.

You don’t lose the sacred path by getting lost.

You lose it by forgetting to ask for guidance.

So ask. Even for the smallest things. Even if it’s which clothes to wear today.

You’re not wasting Spirit’s time. Time, after all, is an illusion.

Similarly, you are not running out of time either.

You are not late.

Everything unfolds in divine timing, as it is meant to.

Who you reach out to is completely up to you, for you it could be Jesus or The Buddha, perhaps one of the other ‘ascended masters’ or an angel.

It could even be an ancestor or passed on loved one. Simply Spirit, Source, God or your highest self.

The important part is that you reached out and made connection, no matter what it was about.

🔥 Devotion Is Not a Mood—It’s a Choice

One of the lines that came through during channeling today hit me deeply:

“It won’t all be easy—but it doesn’t have to be hard either.”

I’d forgotten that you don’t always have to push to make things happen. So much of our day-to-day struggle is self-imposed—shaped by how we perceive it.

I’ve been treating connection to Source like it had to be earned. Like I had to be in the “right” state—clear-headed, energised, worthy—before I could open the channel.

But living devotionally doesn’t require perfection. It just asks for willingness.

Willingness to listen when you don’t feel ready. To speak to the divine even when your head is noisy. To show up for your inner guidance even when you don’t feel special or chosen.

Because the truth is: you are the temple.

Devotion lives in the mundane—in our daily choices and the intention behind them. When you remember that, you unlock the frequency of devotion not as a performance, but as a way of being.

🪵 Chop Wood, Carry Water—But Do It With Intention

This job I’m stepping into? It’s not a detour. It’s part of weaving on the loom.

“Don’t take the old identity into the new routine.”

Just because you’re doing familiar things—working, commuting, living life—doesn’t mean you’ve fallen asleep.

We can chop wood and carry water—but do it devotionally.

With reverence. With awareness. With a golden thread.

There’s a follow-up post coming where we’ll dive deeper into this, but I want to seed the idea here:

Your soul already speaks to you. You don’t need to have crazy dreams or to try channelling messages from Egyptian deities.

The trick is learning your inner guidance.

For some, it’s dreams. For others, symbols, music or body sensations. We’re all wired to receive guidance—but most of us were never taught how to listen.

Start asking: How does my soul or highest self speak to me?

And more importantly: Am I listening?

💗 A Final Whisper from the Channel

If you’ve felt lost lately… like you’re slipping, falling back into old patterns, disconnected from your practices—please hear this:

You are not regressing. You are recalibrating.

You are not broken. You are weaving.

You are not behind. You are experiencing a life, doing something ancient and important—thread by thread.

Hold these final messages from Spirit today in your heart:

“There is more love to be showered upon this plane. You are here to be a channel for that love. It is never a mistake to choose kindness over suspicion, to see the best in everyone. It is not naive—it is medicine.”

“There is much strength in softness. Those who turn their pain onto others are displaying true weakness. The courage to hope, to denounce cynicism and continue to build anyway is true strength”
“Love is a currency that expands. The pie only ever gets bigger. You cannot have less love by giving it away freely.”

These are the truths and mantras I’m anchoring into. Especially when I doubt whether this work—the blog, the book—matters.

It does. Even if only one heart softens because of it, even if that’s just my own heart. That is enough.

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