Happy Easter – A Celebration of Resurrection and Everlasting Life 🌸

In welcoming in the sacred season of Easter, my heart is full of gratitude—for the journey, the awakening, and above all, for the love and sacrifice of our Beloved Divine Teacher and Guide, Jesus Christ.

I was raised Catholic, and while I always believed Jesus was real, I didn’t resonate with many aspects of the Catholic doctrine throughout my life. It wasn’t until after my near-death experience in 2001 that everything changed and I saw the Light! In that moment beyond time, I was met by Jesus/Yeshua—not as a distant figure on a cross, but as a loving, funny, compassionate presence who walked with me, who knew me, and who offered me unconditional love and understanding.

From that point forward, I began to foster my own deeply personal relationship with Him. Not through doctrine, but through direct experience, true communion, and inner knowing. Over time, I came to realize the immense sacrifice He made—not just for me, but for all of humanity.

He came to this planet knowing He would be misunderstood, rejected, tortured, and crucified. And He came anyway. He came to show us something much greater than suffering—He came to demonstrate that we do not die. That we are eternal. That love is more powerful than death. His resurrection is the eternal reminder that life continues beyond the veil—and that there is nothing to fear.

Jesus is the most influential teacher to ever walk this Earth. And this Easter, I want to celebrate Him—not just as the risen Christ, but as the Divine mirror who showed us what we carry within.

You see, the message he left us with 2,000 years ago is still relevant and will always echo within the Halls of Humanity:

You have all that you need within you.

You carry the Christ Light.

You are never separate from the Divine.

This Easter, I wish you your own Personal Resurrection Day.

May this be the season you rise—

…from doubt into trust,

…from pain into peace,

…from fear into freedom,

…from limitation into light.

Jesus didn’t come to be worshipped. He came to wake us up.

And we’re remembering, together.