Tonight, something shifted inside me.
For weeks, every time I closed my eyes to meditate, all I saw was black — a heavy, endless darkness that made me wonder if I had somehow lost my inner connection. No dreams. No signs. No visions. Just void.
But during a Reiki meditation tonight, everything changed.
With my hands resting gently over the places that have been aching — especially the nape of my neck — I finally surrendered. The healing music washed over me, and I let go. And little by little, the darkness began to move.
Shapes appeared.
Colors.
Geometry.
As if the void itself was reorganizing into light.
And then the visions came — fast, shifting, almost like a movie flickering behind my eyes. Trees. Water. Symbols. Letters. Scenes from places I didn’t consciously remember but somehow recognized. I slipped into a space that felt like a cosmic library, a vault of inner wisdom that had been waiting for me to be still enough to receive.
It was the first time in a long time that I felt my third eye truly open.
And it reminded me of something sacred:
There is so much more to us — to me — than the surface story.
There is a deeper memory.
A deeper truth.
A deeper knowing.
Tonight, my higher self whispered, “There is more to see. And you are ready to see it.”
I am learning that the void isn’t emptiness — it is the womb.
The beginning before the beginning.
The silence before the truth returns.
Tonight, I stepped into the doorway.
And I know this is just the start.
With love,
Jenn Sher | The Divine Muse🦋
