Nineteen years ago, I had my first Near-Death Out-of-Body experience in which I returned with the most amazing feeling of Being. I felt like a five-year-old child graced with the most innocent child heart, seeing life with eyes that saw only perfect synchronicity with the spirit world. I lived with a joyous heart, just ‘Being’ as I was designed, and saw nothing as bad, wrong, erred, broken, or damaged. I also had the uncanny ability to take the harshest of situations and shine it all up by revealing the spiritual meaning which, comically, earned me the nickname “Glossy.”

I was specifically returned to this dimension to ‘Be’ and freely enjoy being the embodiment of the beyond as a scribe, messenger, and conduit who understood the language of spirit. Well, stupid is as stupid does. I interfered. 

My clients and friends began noting I was disconnected from the physical. So assuming being disconnected hindered my ability to run my business, I chose to have my friend, a reiki master, re-align me to this dimension to return to some aspect of adulthood. Well, she did and it was the worst thing I could have ever done. I, in essence, traded spirit for the human. With that, my blessed innocent child heart, seeing life with eyes that saw only perfection, instantly disappeared. I spent the next 18 years thinking my soul’s mission was to help fix and elevate the consciousness of human mentality. Which it was to an extent, but I had lost ‘Being’ the perfect child heart while working the mission.

I became increasingly overwhelmed dealing with the global public, especially those who would rather whine and complain rather than do the work to better themselves. So I withdrew and went into solitude, guiding specific individuals privately. Then, when the Covid pandemic hit, I withdrew even more. My heart went dormant as I held an absolute disgust in how people chose to behave. 

Well, nineteen years later, that fateful decision to trade in the child spirit for physicality presented itself again, through a second, third, and fourth near-death out-of-body experience. 

While, I knew this path was recorded in my souls’ record to play out this way, I also knew it doesn’t correct ‘my desire’ to ‘want’ it that way. I chose to spare myself and satisfy my ‘desire’ which ultimately disregarded Spirit and my ‘Being’. So I knew, at some point, I would have to experience a return.

Throughout the past 19 years, I have written 11 books, designed countless consciousness videos and articles. But in 2024, I began sensing I had another ‘transformation’ coming. A change to my being was stirring on the horizon and I could just feel something was about to impact me. 

Well, it did. 

… Lightning charged my body repeatedly and my heart was stopped and restarted by Spirit, three times, within a three-week timeframe, and lasted for six months.

In a divinely synchronized event, on the very same day as my first Near-Death Out-of-Body experience, 19 years ago, May 14th, I was called to the heavens again. Only this time Archangel Barachiel, the angel of lightning, came for me in an effort to remind me of the sacred ‘Being’ I had egotistically set aside to appease desire.

Each time my spirit left the body on its soul vacation, I experienced the most intricately weaved, multi-dimensional, physically agonizing process toward restoring the person Creator sent me back as, the soul which I was designed to ‘Be’ … the child heart, seeing only the Spiritual presence in all things.

That reminder came repetitively from January to April as I experienced an extreme heightening of my extra-sensory abilities and mass information regarding the heavens, Earth, the future of human souls, and more. 

Then, the month of May hit which, astrologically, was aligned with planetary influences that bestow upon us either God’s Hammer (challenge) or God’s Finger (blessing) - or both. Of course, I was hoping to receive Creator’s finger instead of, the hammer. But, I kind of knew better. I got blessed with both.

In my awe-inspiring, lengthy process of re-opening my soul’s record, I was sent on a Soul vacation through the ten planetary heavens to retain their wisdom and ‘karma’ in a divine process of releasing the hindering self-desire that detoured me from the Being I was sent back here to ‘Be’… a functioning vessel of the Spirit world, seeing everything as a perfect embodiment of Spirit. 

Packing My Bags 

I knew a change was near when I recognized I had a mysterious nail marking stigmata and mystical crosses on the palms of my hands. (Yes, there were witnesses). I knew the markings were not supportive of religious dogma, but there would be a related religious reference. When I acknowledged these ‘mystical union’ signs, like a rocket I was instantly catapulted to the highest dimension of consciousness I had ever experienced. 

The information (and confirmations) were coming in at lightning speed, constantly, day and night, and ever-increasing. I received vast knowledge, predictions, and visions relating to the state of humankind, our operations, universal time, and preparation for the times coming.

After sustaining four months of extensive downloads, I found it challenging to even function. I was so drained receiving so much information and storing it, because I had no outlet to share it. So, I spoke out to Spirit, saying, this is just too much information. Well, as I always say, and know all too well, be very careful what you say to Spirit. 

My Soul’s Vacation

Soon after, I experienced an asthma attack from hell, after being exposed to contaminated particulates at my work place during construction repairs. At this point, I knew God’s hammer was presented.

The following day, my dog jumped up and forcefully, hit me in the jaw with her head. The hit was so hard, I felt as if I had been punched in the jaw by a professional boxer. Simultaneously, I felt a part of “me” leave the body, and another aspect of me, my consciousness, drop in, from the high dimension I had been vibrating in. My body felt as if it had just plummeted into Earth, and without a parachute. 

As I lay down to sleep, I recognized whatever part of my being that had left had taken my physical senses of seeing, hearing, and speaking along with it.

When I woke the next morning, I felt “different.” Nothing felt normal about me. Each day thereafter, I became increasing ill and I had extreme difficulty functioning physically. Friends became concerned, stating that I didn’t look like me, act like me, or even talk like me. 

I began to sense death was near and it was confirmed by the way my animals were acting. My dogs backed off with a confused, worried look on their faces. My wildlife would not take food from me anymore and even stopped visiting. I felt absolutely horrible, so I spoke out to Spirit, asking for guidance. 

Soon after, I was sitting on the couch resting one evening, during a violent lightning storm. I looked out the window and acknowledged a tall iron rod holding my bird feeders, near the window. I knew it would attract a lightning bolt and would break the window. 

Well, out of the blue, I was compelled to go out in the rain and lightning storm to take it down. My brain knew better because, historically, I tend to attract lightning and have been electrically charged quite a few times in life. However, when one is ‘spiritually compelled,’ concern doesn’t really exist.

As I went to pull the rod out of its place, it became stuck, and would not budge. Soaking wet with lightning crashing all around me, I tugged and pulled, while yelling out to Archangel Barachiel, “Please don’t zap me, please don’t zap me.” 

I could feel the electricity everywhere around me and slightly within me, as I continued tugging, before it finally loosened. Extremely jittery and electrically charged, I went back inside, sat on the couch, and endured the effects of shock, as my central nervous system crashed.

Apparently, that wasn’t enough to subdue my nervous system. The following day, I experienced a minor but completely nerve-wracking car accident, which brought my nervous system down further.

At some point after this, I was lying in bed one evening, peering out the window at the sky, and saw a star fall from the sky. I heard an inner echo referencing the religious writings of Revelations, and knew this was not going to be an enjoyable trip. I read the related text the next morning and just said to myself, “Well, I guess you better put your boots on.” 

Then, on May 14th (the very same day as my first Near-death out-of-body experience, 19 years ago), as I laid down to sleep, I heard a horn of divine origin being blown in my bedroom. As I opened my eyes to acknowledge it, I was instantaneously engulfed in the tremendous bright white light once again. 

I was led to know the difference between the two near-death out-of-body events… in my first, Archangel Michael came and took me into the light. This time, the light came for me. Upon acknowledging that, I felt and watched my heart stop beating.

Then, I was standing in a heaven, on a platform. I knew it was the 6th dimension of heaven, which is located in/as the planet Saturn. Somehow, I was already familiar with the space and knew what it was for.

As I looked upon my platform, I saw a person lying face down. I immediately said to myself, “Pfft, figures they would put someone with me.” I said this because I truly cherish my privacy. I love being alone with Nature, animals, and Spirit, and am so, non-social. I also knew this desire of mine was at times hindering to me and Spirit. 

Visually, this heaven was plain with white structures, no decoration, just white-edged and empty. The platform space was of a circular structure having multiple platforms extending over a shadowed empty pit area within the center. 

I looked across the pit area, and saw a man trying to get off his platform.  He was wearing a suit, and holding a briefcase. He was positioned on the edge of the empty pit, trying to walk toward the platform door, but he just kept walking in place. I knew he was unable to move forward because his greatest love and desire was geared toward his job and money.  

I pondered the implication of my position on the platform, and thought, “Well, crap. I’m gonna be stuck on this platform forever. How am I going to get off it? … Because I was still unwilling to trade my privacy for social involvement.

Then, a female spirit guide opened the door to my platform and walked me out. She began to show me around the Heaven explaining this 6th dimension of heaven was the planet Saturn, and each planet in the galaxy of space, were each heavens. She ran down the list of planetary heavens and explained the power each planet vibrates, in keeping the divine creation in balance. She explained the planets are actual ‘beings’ and are the conduits bestowing the physical energetic experiences life and living beings encounter.

She then took me to ‘my room’ which had already been prepared for me. I was told I would be staying there for 5 days. I thought “Whew, that’s a long time, and implied I didn’t think I should stay that long.” Haha. Well, she ignored me. 

I then asked, with all the love and adoration of my heart, if I could go see Popop (God) again now. She responded with a Pfft, and said, “Oh no, that God is not here.” I became saddened, and she said, “Well, I will see what I can do.” 

She then led me to a wardrobe closet which held 5 dresses of different pastel colors. She explained I would wear a dress each day as I meet with the divine council of each heaven/planet, and the colors of each dress would instill wisdom from each heavenly planet. She explained at my first meeting I would wear a white dress, then pink, purple, red, and coral.

As she continued showing me around the heaven, I noticed a man and woman walking around. The woman was horrible, being mean to him and harassing him to fluff her ego and cater to her every desire. And he obeyed her. The guide explained he didn’t have a choice as that heaven/Saturn tends to ‘desire.’ He had to endure this endless circle of upset because he had cheated on his wife, with her. I felt bad for him, but said, “Well, that sucks for him.”

The spirit guide continued informing me of many things as we walked down a hallway. I recalled the wisdoms she spoke of, saying the heavens are not vertical, they are horizontal… Saturn teaches discipline with desire… and there are multiple aspects of us. We exist in other spaces and are multidimensional beings. 

For those in body, we have four interconnected identities communicating at all times; the body self, the mind self, the spirit self, and the consciousness (soul/god) self. And we enter the pit when we listen to only the body (brain) self and disregard the other selves. This made sense to me as I recalled the part of me that left, and another dropped in, when my dog punched me in the jaw.

The guide was leading me to a room where I was to meet with the divine council. I recall her directing me on what to do. She said, “When you enter, stay quiet, listen, and only speak when asked to respond.” 

She opened the door, stepped aside, and I entered the meeting. My last awareness as she closed the council door was my sitting in a chair in front of the council, enjoying them and them enjoying me. Apparently, they had asked a me question and my response made us all laugh.

The next thing I knew, I was returned to my bedroom with a Spirit being applying one extremely hard CPR pump to my chest. I immediately thought… “Really?! you’re not going to let me remember what was said in the meeting?!” A distant voice echoed in… “You will remember, as you wear the dresses.”

The next morning, the spirit dresses became physical reality. To experience my soul's record, I was required to participate by wearing the dress colors each day, for 5 days, as the divine council revealed their wisdom.

My Five Divine Council Meetings   

The next day, I was led to express what my favorite thing about life was. I responded by writing down… “Being in awe of seeing Popop and Spirit’s miraculous presence in all things.” Then, I chose a white dress from my closet to wear that day, which represented the power of the first Heaven/Mercury, which tends to communications. My entire day was blessed with situations where I could witness, enjoy, and reveal the miraculous presence of Popop and Spirit.

That evening, another lightning storm hit, charging my central nervous system through a heating pad I was using.

The next day, I was compelled to share divine synchronicity with others, and I wore a pink dress representing the power of the second heaven/Venus, which tends to pleasure, love, and harmony. My day followed suit.

At this point, I was also severely dehydrated and having trouble breathing and walking. Intuitively I knew my organs were shutting down and blood clots were an issue. I knew a heart attack or stroke was lying in wait every night I went to sleep, but I trusted the divine process and continued on.

That evening, an ethereal drum beat echoed in my room and an explosive bolt of lightning hit nearby. At the same time, I saw and felt my heart stop beating again. The next thing I recalled was being given another Spirit-delivered CPR pump to my chest.

The next morning as I pulled a purple dress from my closet, I grasped the depth of this repetitive process I was being led through and thought, “Oh No! I still have three more planetary heavens to go!”

The purple dress represented the power of the third heaven/Earth, which tends to reproduction. I was led to intuit, reproduce, and express gratitude for dual creation and synchronicity. My day followed suit.

Then came the red dress, representing the power of the fourth heaven/Mars, and I was asked to acknowledge in my heart “why I ceased sharing my soul’s healing power with others, and by doing so, I was to understand that I directly disregarded Creator.” I wrote my answer down; however, I only had one red dress in my closet and it was too hot to wear it that day, so I did not follow the guidance here. My day lacked connection as I considered reinstating my healing abilities. 

On the fifth day, the coral dress, representing the power of the fifth heaven/Jupiter was next. I received Spirit’s wisdom, noting the favorite thing Spirit loves about life was love and relationships. My re-awakening followed suit.

That evening, I felt another tremendous hit to my chest, and my heart stopped again. After a brief moment, I felt Spirit restart my heart again, by applying one extremely power-packed pound to my entire body. It was so hard my body jumped upward. Shocked, I laughed and said, “Holy crap!”

Then, the part of ‘me’ that exited when my dog nailed me, came barreling back into my body from the left side. It hit so hard, my entire body slid sideways, across the bed. I just smiled, shaking my head, and went to sleep.

I woke the next morning feeling, looking and functioning like ‘me’ again. I sensed my journey through the heavens and correction to my hindering ‘desire’ had been accomplished. It was confirmed. My animals began acting normal again, and my wildlife attentively returned.    

A few days later, I noticed another bodily imprint appear on my index (Jupiter) finger. It was an imprint of the moon and sun. Then an ear worm of lyrics from the song, ’Drops of Jupiter’ echoing… “Now she’s back from her soul vacation” echoed within, and I knew I was free.

As I got into my car that day to head to work, the power of re-awakening was vibrating within me. I was so overwhelmed with love for Popop and Spirit freeing me from the repetitive death, rebirth, and transformation process, I just sat in my car and cried, expressing the deepest love and gratitude one could ever have, knowing there is not a moment, ever, that the divine council is not present.

But the awe-inspiring communication didn’t stop there. 

That evening, when I arrived home, I was blessed with my favorite thing and what I love most about life… Seeing the Popop and Spirit presence. 

As I stepped out of my car, I was led to look down at an object that was placed upon a rock. I smiled from ear to ear, in awe, and enjoyed the deepest heart-filled love wave through me. 

There was an old, torn and tattered tea bag with a message on its string, facing directly up for me to easily read. Its heavenly message read… “Life is a flow of love. Your participation is requested.”

The next day, I was graced with another divine gift, confirming closure to my ascension process… A raven feather was at my feet, symbolizing a warrior’s accomplishment. 

Having selfishly desired to place restrictions on my most precious gift of ‘Being’ when I returned from my first NDE/OBE with healing abilities, of course is what called forth this five-month-long ass kicking. But, mission accomplished. 

It took a long Soul vacation to remember nothing needs fixing. It is not mine, or ours, to fix because Nothing is broken, damaged, erred, bad, or wrong, when you are able to see the magnificent presence of Creator and Spirit in all things. 

My heart was restarted and I began participating again, just as I was charged to ‘Be.’ “What you love isn’t always good for your soul’s record, but Loving what your soul is, is the only record worth keeping.”