It began with a wave of emotion—sudden, full-bodied, beautiful. Tears came before I could name why. It wasn’t sadness, not exactly. It was something more sacred. A recognition. A reunion.

I’ve always longed for spiritual connection, though it wasn’t nurtured in my childhood. My parents and grandparents weren’t religious or particularly spiritual. I was taught to focus on school and to stay grounded in the tangible. But something inside me always reached for more—for something unseen yet deeply known.

During this healing experience, I was shown my great-grandmother, the family matriarch on my Japanese side. I saw her as I remembered her: wearing soft, layered cotton kimonos with simple, elegant patterns. She used to climb a steep mountain trail each morning to visit a shrine tucked high among the trees.

As a child, I desperately wanted to go with her. But my American father said no. It was too dangerous, too sacred for small children. I accepted that then. But I never stopped longing to follow her.

And now, in this space of deep presence, I was invited—not as a child but as my present self. I ascended the path with ease, step by step, until I stood beside her at the shrine.

There were no prayers, no formal offerings. Just presence. Just her—smiling, grounded, connected. She wasn’t asking for anything. She was communing with something higher, with Source. It wasn’t performative. It was natural. It was beautiful.

She showed me what I hadn’t known: that she had guided and protected our family through the chaos of war. That she had retrieved my mother from Manchuria before the devastating forced march that followed. That she had kept our lineage alive.

And then, something even more intimate.

She shared that she had felt a strong connection to me from the moment I was born. Even after we moved back to Japan when I was young—and I couldn’t speak the language—I would sit quietly in her lap every evening. I had forgotten that until she brought it back to me.

We never saw each other again after I turned eight. But in that moment—beyond time—I felt her presence as vividly as if she stood beside me.

She told me she had been supporting me spiritually my entire life. The quiet knowing, the invisible strength I had often felt but never fully understood, had been her. She also said she was proud, that I had found my path and was now doing the work I came here to do.

Her words landed deep in my heart. I knew they were true.

The love I felt in that moment was indescribable—immense, ancient, clear. A knowing that bypassed thought, a truth that vibrated through my entire being.

Since then, I’ve come to see moments like these as sacred touchpoints, where spirit, memory, and energy converge. When we enter into stillness together, as a group or as a field, something opens. Something greater begins to move.

I’ve come to understand that true healing and transformation arise through remembrance, through deep listening and presence. It becomes achievable only when we attune to the intelligence of Source—the force that knows every part of us, the shadow and the light, loves us completely, and reveals exactly what we need to return to our wholeness.

Shared by a participant in a collective energy healing circle. Names and personal details have been changed for privacy.

Aggregata Zupanova, CEO of Aggregata LLC, offers weekly Mass Energy Healing sessions. Wednesdays at 10 a.m. at The Granite Church in Redding and Sundays at 10 a.m. at The Farm Jibe-iT in Redding. Each session is $25. Locations: 5 N. Main St., Redding and 119 Sunset Hill Rd., Redding. To register, text the number of attendees to 845-464-4676. More information is available at AggregataEnergyHealing.com. See ad, page 7.

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