BEHIND THE FLAME

For years I knew I felt energy differently. I knew when something was coming before it arrived. I often feel situations with an intensity that makes others feel easily overwhelmed. I dreamt in symbols I didn’t choose. But one January—after performing a ritual that felt like a turning point—the gates that were only halfway cracked suddenly swung wide open.

There are some people who are born knowing that the world is more layered than what we see. I was one of them. Not because someone taught me—but because the spirit world introduced itself long before I ever had the words for it.

I fell ill with the worst sickness of my life. What felt like a fever dream became a visitation: Oya coming to me, not in fear, but in recognition. As if to say, “I see you stepping into what you’ve always been. Get ready.”

From that moment forward, my spiritual senses sharpened.

My responsibilities deepened. And I understood: you don’t choose this path—this path chooses you.