When I met Melaminah, I was in the midst of my life restructuring across all domains: professionally, relationship-wise, and materially. She's been a witness to me as I navigated these transformations, her heart's presence calling back my own. During the peak of cataclysm in my external world, my inner world was presenting to me as a series of routine hypnogagic sleep episodes over the span of months. As the hypnogagia escalated in sensory stimuli, complexity and frequency, I realized it was time to receive external support to be guided in how to break open, instead of down. Melaminah is a woman with the compassion, groundedness and ferocity to go there with me, bringing the light when I'm forgetful in the darkness: she's the kind of woman you need in your corner, the one who I knew to call.
She came to the home I stayed in, with her instrument and elements from Earth. She listened fully and completely as I made my prayer for healing, to shed old cycles of suffering I've been recreating, the unconsciousness that keeps me attached, and fully become who I need to be to steward my visions for a future in service to Life. I observed her call in guides from all directions. She became a clear channel and conduit for the guides: she had full vision of exactly what to do. I laid down, putting forth my intention to let go and let the healing happen. Even though my energy of mindfulness had been shaken, I was in good hands, and sure enough, I deepened into the experience, my body stirring, becoming heavier, and Melaminah's drum beat penetrating me deeper. Unbeknownst to my conscious mind, she traveled, across multiple planes, and at the end of our session, she described with uncanny precision childhood memories I had never told her about before, down to the physical details of the childhood toys I had lost (and needed to recover). She cut energetic cords and created the space for Sachamama to transform me into verdant mountains.
I wondered if I'd have another hypnogagic sleep episode later that night, and sure enough I did. When the auditory hallucinations came, I had the lucidity to drown it out with the symphony of birdsong in the forest. When the visions of an intruding incubus came, time slowed. I saw the sun shine for me at the foot of my bed, returned to the visions, hissed, opened my jaws and saw Mother Snake bite through, destroying and dissipating the vision. The sleep paralysis was broken, my full breath and freedom of movement immediately returning to my body. What had once been fear, entrapment, helplessness transformed into sovereignty, power, liberation. I was resourced and guided to break an old spell. The next morning, the further synchronicity of snake's appearance in our session presented as a loved one from the cord cutting ceremony texting me "Matthew 10:16."
What is most encouraging of all from my session with Melaminah, is that this is just the beginning: the mystery is unfolding, and the best is yet to come. I've slept peacefully at night since then, feeling safe, secure, resourced, confident, fearless. Now I know I'm not alone. This was possible because Melaminah embodies love, emanating the power and discernment that comes with it. I opened myself to receiving it through her, and her influence has taught me that indeed, the heart sees everything. I'm not afraid to look at myself anymore, and now I know in my bones what it's like to look with the eyes of compassion. You can count on this woman to be invested in your healing, your liberation, because she lives and breathes the path.
~ Livia
