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  • Liah'ah
  • Jan 13, 2022
  • 5 min read

A few days ago, I went camping with my brother, Tiago, on the island of Florianópolis, where I am now living. We went to Naufragados, the southernmost point of the island, and a very popular place with backpackers.


Praia de Naufragados. Praia, mar, rio.
Naufragados Beach


We leave home in the afternoon, and get to our destination just before the sunset, which gives us time to pitch our tent in the woods close to the beach, and take a dip in the sea!

We are all alone, in a paradisiacal place. The ocean water reflects the color of the sunset. It's a pink magical sea, with a pink magical sky. All this seems like a dream. When looking ahead, we see the infinite horizon. The city lights, far in the distance, start to light up. As we look around us, we are surrounded by mountains and woods. It's like a natural protection, like being embraced and caressed by nature. I listen to my inner voice saying “it's all my energy” and allow myself to be embraced by myself. The waves of the ocean seem so high that they sometimes hide the horizon, but when they break, they are gentle, friendly. "It's all my energy."


I look around, and there's no one. I am at a place that’s silent and isolated, and I know that all the majestic nature, the beauty, peace, and silence are inside me.


Sensuality took on a new level when I arrived at the Magic Island.


After our swim in the sea, we go back to the woods, to our tent, for something to eat. But we don’t stay in the tent too long, the stars are calling us!


We walk back to the beach, and as we get there, we can observe a storm beyond the mountain. The clouds above it light up in flashes and lightning bolts then return to complete darkness in seconds. They repeat it a lot of times. A spectacle of nature created especially to delight our eyes and spirits. For a moment, we had feared that the storm would fall right where we were, and we wouldn't be able to see the stars. But then we remembered that we wouldn't have chosen to camp exactly on the rainy night and that the clouds would rearrange themselves to serve us.

And so it was - better than expected!


The stars are stunning! Never in our lives had we seen so many of them! After all, we had rarely left our hometown, Porto Alegre.


I can't get tired of looking at the sky, fascinated, looking for constellations, imagining and feeling what's beyond what my eyes can see.


My brother goes for a walk alone in the darkness, and I stay alone in my darkness, looking at the sky. I play some music on my Smartphone. I imagine a super celestial party.


Breathing deeply, I feel the cool night breeze. Breathing deeply, I start dancing.


Stars, beach, glow
Illustrative Image

I dance with the stars and invite my Ascended Master friends to join the party. I enjoy this kind of party. I feel that there are more beings present than I can conceive with my mind, but I never care about that. I am always in my Safe Space, expanding and celebrating.


The music is by Yoham Project. Yo-ham - my voice in spirit. The voice of Metatron.


In the last two years, the musical group I've most listened to. For me, it's like a bridge between human and divine. An easy, quick, and delicious way to feel ME again. No matter how many times I've listened to their songs, each time is a new dive.


On this particular night, I feel that the 3 musicians of the group join the party I just created. It's like they're on the beach, surrounded by the stars, dancing on the sand. The music doesn't cover up the sounds of nature, everything seems to complement. I dance some more… until worries invade my mind! Thoughts that tell me I left my brother alone in the dark and kept the light; that it had been half an hour since he left me; asking "if he disappears, what would you do?"


I leave my guests behind (if you were there, I'm sorry, but I believe the party continued at the Ascended Masters Club) and go look for my brother by the sea, using my smartphone's flashlight - a pathetic scene, the dancing was much better.


As I walk, I take a deep breath and watch the thoughts that run through my mind - my mind has already reached the "mush" level after so many hard-to-understand interdimensional experiences.


I find my brother, and after a few more minutes of contemplating the beauty of that place, we go to sleep.


We wake up to the alarm at 4 a.m.


We have a little climbing ahead of us if we want to watch the sunrise, which happens a few minutes after 5 a.m


Again the clouds are covering the sky, and I say to my brother: “We'll see the sunrise. Even if the clouds cover the whole sky, the horizon will be clear for us!”


We climb the rocky mountain in the company of insects and flowers. Reaching the top, we find ourselves in a fort, built a century ago. And I do my first benching of the day sitting next to a cannon!


The birdsong seems to come from inside the mountain.


This morning, I have another multidimensional experience with my Ascended Master friends.


Sunrise, beach, brazil
Sunrise in Naufragados - Brazil

I'm benching, looking at the horizon, imagining figures in the contours of the clouds. I become aware of a rather peculiar shape, like a head and a torso. I look again and now I see three of these, and I imagine it's ASG, Koot, and Tobias…but then I notice that there are more than three of these figures, they're all over the sky!


In that moment I perceive myself beyond my tiny human body, I feel my completeness.


I look at the figures in the sky and receive the ten thousand applause again.

The sun shines inside the clouds.

I remember that there are so many Masters watching my journey.

And I even see myself beyond time-space - an Ascended Master- applauding myself for the beauty of what I'm living, for the light I'm shining, for my sincere smile, for my love for myself!


I open my arms and receive the acknowledgement!

From all of my friends, and, my own acknowledgment.


Yes, I Am Here.

Yes, the only thing I need to do is shine.

Yes, it's the end AND the beginning.


After this magnificent experience, we go down the mountain and have breakfast by the beach, admiring the ocean.


We enjoy a whole morning of solitude, silence and sea.


When people start to arrive at the beach, we realize it's time to leave.


We pack our things and head home.


In our conversations, we agreed that that place is the most magical we have visited so far, we felt that the essence of the Magic Island was concentrated between those mountains and the ocean.


The clouds had such vivid shapes that it seemed that they would come to life and walk among us. The sea sang sweetly. The sun danced on our skin.


In one of those sunbathes, an inspiration came, an insight: “Expression!”


And I'll talk about that in the next post.


Thanks for following this blog. See you soon!


With love, Liah'ah!


 
  • Liah'ah
  • Dec 14, 2021
  • 4 min read

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I first felt the potential to change my name when my journey partner Lucyah changed her name. I say journey partner, because we transcended the roles of mother and daughter. We recognized ourselves as two Sovereign Souls who have chosen to realize their Enlightenment while inspiring each other's path. It's a beautiful story. I will share more about it on another occasion.


The point is that Lucyah is one of the artists in my art store here in The Ahmyo Life, and seeing her new name so light and true, besides my old name, my old name felt heavy and full of stories, I felt a potential to change it.


Before that, I had already had interesting discussions about the fact that I didn't use the surname inherited from what would be my Italian “family”.


I realized that I wasn't using that surname because I was rejecting a part of me. It was a form of rejection of everything that would be the past, a form of denying my ancestors, and fear of repeating old patterns.


Of course, as I realized it, I was a breath away from changing it.

That's the beauty of awareness, the beauty of consciousness.


So I embraced everything.

I embraced all the names, titles, all identities, all stories, all fears, and all beauty.

I courageously embraced it all, in complete acceptance of every memory, including memories that weren't even mine, the stories someone told me, that seemed to be stories I lived but were just stories after all.


Accepting my full name was a symbolic act of accepting myself completely.

Accepting and loving my full name was the first step for letting it go.



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One beautiful day in October I was writing in my diary, and suddenly magic happened.

I was writing about my everyday human life, and then she arrived - Liah.


Liah. Only Liah. Simply Liah.

I got scared. I wrote the four letters as a channel.

I wasn't writing about a new name, nor was I thinking that my new name would arrive so soon.

But there she was, Liah.

I didn't see myself in her at first.

I still wanted to stay with the old identity a little longer.

There were still games related to the old identity that were fun to play. But I let Liah get closer.


A few weeks before this, I had made a choice to let go of whatever no longer served me, to let go of whatever game I was still loving to play. I made this choice because I felt that I was ready to let go, and now the choice was happening right in front of me.


I was both scared and proud of the quick movement of my energies in response to my choice of absolute freedom.


I saw another cliff ahead of me.


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When I created this website, there was a cliff.


It was necessary to leap, show my light, spread my wings.


And now I was again with the same feeling.

But this time, leaping was so much more natural - no pondering, just going.


A new Act of Consciousness.



I spent a few days in the final release of my old identity.


I felt death in my physical body and in my thoughts. I felt deconstruction, dissolution, but no resistance. The dying part knew it was dying and was allowing itself to die.


I was allowing myself to die, as uncomfortable and scary as it was.


At the same time that this old identity was falling apart, I felt my body of light coming closer, like a smile, a joy, and it was saying: "thank you for making space for me"


Another beautiful thing about this death was the period of linear time in which it occurred, between Halloween and the Day of The Dead (in Brazil), maybe a few more days… A simple detail that I created to embellish this story even more.


When I breathed and felt inside the name Liah, I felt that it embraces everything. I felt that Laura is inside of Liah, in the L, in the A, in the resonance, I felt my essence in Liah, I felt the truth in that name, I felt the joy in that name.


Liah's resonance sounds like Aliyah - the name of an ancient practice of self-love. So one of the definitions of the name Liah could be “She who loves herself”.

But of course, we're beyond definitions here.


I added ‘ah to the end, forming Liah’ah.

It's like a sigh, or even a laugh, it's the joy of my soul in the form of sound.

Ah could also be from Ahhhhmmmyyyooooo or a simple "Ah!" - a divine resonance.


I am not structured into this character "Liah’ah"

I can't fit there.

I'm not just that.

I Am Liah’ah. I Am a New Consciousness Facilitator, a painter, a writer, I Am an Enlightened Master, but I am not just that.


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I Am Infinite and Eternal Consciousness.


I am all the universes I created, each place touched by consciousness, all conceivable and inconceivable greatness.


I am ALL that I Am.


And so it is for every Sovereign being.


Letting go of identity is scary, and no, it's not necessary to change your name to let go of old roles.

You can love and honor all that you are, regardless of words, letters, and definitions.


If you feel the potential to receive a new name, open your heart and mind, and that gift will come.


But beyond that, there is Pure Consciousness - Complete and Eternal.


Thank you for being here.


With love, Liah’ah - Free and Sovereign.


Namaste.


Enjoyed reading? Leave a comment bellow!


 
  • Liah'ah
  • Nov 11, 2021
  • 3 min read

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To tell this story, I must go back to the day the Sovereign Scepter first appeared to me.


It happened when I was watching the monthly Crimson Circle channel in February 2021.



On that day, my great friend, Master Adamus Saint-Germain, told all the participants to imagine and feel a scepter.






In Adamus's metaphor , the scepter represents "inner knowingness."


The scepter is a reminder that we have all the answers to our own questions.


By imagining the scepter, by feeling that we hold it, we own who we are and assume our Sovereignty and Wisdom.


It is not a symbol of power and not even a magic wand.

Although, in imagining the scepter, alchemy can take place, if you allow it.


You will leave the state of fear, doubt, and anxiety, and you will be transported to a place of clarity and truth, a place that exists within you, where all the brightest potentials for your life reside.


The scepter is a beautiful way to connect with this place, and the quieter you are, with no distractions and no thoughts of caution, the better.


As you imagine your own scepter, allow yourself to feel the potentials, and don't doubt them. Feel how your soul sings as it meets them, and keep that feeling with you, embody it.


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When I felt my scepter for the first time that Saturday in February, there was a great desire to manifest it in physical form in some way. "Maybe I should create some wooden miniature," I thought. "Or make a painting! Or even a simple drawing, but one that represents the magnitude of what I'm feeling!"



As usual, the day after the Shoud is a lazy, relaxed Sunday - in the best sense of those beautiful words - and I haven't bothered too much with manifesting the scepter.


It was on Monday that I received a visit from a great Master. My nephew Pedro Granada and his family.


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Naturally, it's a big party when we get together: we laugh a lot and the energies dance around us! That sunny morning was no different. We were all in the backyard, simply enjoying each other's presence.


Noah, my youngest nephew, had already found the drawing materials. He was filling sheets of paper with circles and abstract shapes, challenging us to guess what he had drawn. At that moment, I received an insight "We are all here... Pedro... the blank sheets... the colored pencils..."



Pedro is only 11 years old, but he already shows great talent for drawing. He is also very interested in dragons, wizards, magic, and the Middle Ages. I didn't think twice before asking him to draw a scepter for me, and he didn't think twice before getting down to business.


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He designed a beautiful scepter: the staff is made of wood and has a crystal ball on the top, adorned with golden dragon wings. Even better than I had imagined!


Overall, the design is full of energy and officially declares me the Queen of Joy!


What a wonderful gift I got from Pedro's small hands and from his sensitive choice of elements and words that connected deeply with my essence.



Now, whenever I imagine the scepter, I remind myself that I am the Queen of Joy and that I must act as such. What a magnificent experience it has been!



PS: since I have a new name, now I am Liah'ah - The Queen Of Joy.

Thank you for being here! If you choose, leave me a comment on what you felt with this story!


With love, Liah'ah.




 
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