There is a moment when Awakening ceases to be an idea and becomes an Inner Act. When you can no longer bear the repetition. When you can no longer participate in the same dream of #Forgetfulness. Then something within you rises.

There are times when the World seems to not moving on. The same stories are repeated. The same wounds. The same conflicts. The same drama, that attracts and absorbs the interest, energy and thought of People.

Today, around five in the morning, something quiet, but Cosmogenic, happened. A clearing within me. An inner cleansing. Not with noise, not with drama, but with Silence. I forgave myself

Betrayal does not always wear black. It can come with smiles, promises, hugs. It can hold flowers in one hand and a knife in the other. It often comes from familiar faces, from people we have opened our hearts to, who we have believed in, who we have loved deeply.

2026 is not just a year. It is an Initiation. A Spiritual Time-Bridge, where humanity is called to leave behind its old form and be born again, with Soul, with Truth, with Light.

From the very first episodes, I felt something far greater than Fiction unfold before me. The series echoed truths I had already encountered through Dreams, Spiritual Teachings, and Metaphysical research. It wasn't just entertainment, it was a coded message. As I journeyed deeper into the narrative, I began to perceive Parallels between Fringe and the real Multidimensional Experiences many of us have, Timelines converging, Alternate versions of ourselves, Hidden Experiments

Across the sands of Arrakis and the golden fields of ancient Mycenae, the name Atreides echoes, a song of Destiny sung through Generations. Born of Kings and Warriors, carried by Dreamers and Prophets, it is the name of those who rise when the world most needs Hope.

Have you ever watched a story unfold and felt that each character was more than just a person, that they were living symbols, echoing something timeless and Universal? That’s how I felt watching the finale of Stranger Things. Each main character radiates the energy of a Tarot archetype mirroring the steps we all take on our Soul’s journey.

In a World saturated with noise, nostalgia, and endless distraction, Stranger Things has become more than just a television phenomenon. For millions, it’s a Portal, a vivid, living Myth that stirs forgotten memories and activates the Soul’s longing for truth.

As the new year approaches, many of us feel the call to seek Guidance, Insight, and a touch of Cosmic Magic for the road ahead. Tarot and Astrology have long been sacred tools for Dreamers, Seekers, and those ready to Awaken to the deeper Rhythms of the Universe.

The most common protection technique and exclusively beloved by Alternative Healers is the White Light Visualization.

This year (2025) didn’t shout its lessons at me… It whispered them through Experiences that challenged my heart and my boundaries. For a long time, I tried to bloom in places that didn’t nourish me. I was surrounded by people stuck in the same patterns, people who expected my light to serve their own goals, people who took my kindness as permission to climb higher, without ever looking back to acknowledge, who helped them rise.

Before you begin reading, I wish to share that the dream described in this article is not just a story, but an authentic vision received through my psychic abilities.Throughout my life, dreams have served as Gateways revealing hidden truths, offering Guidance, and sometimes even foreshadowing events. Sharing this vision is part of my commitment to walk in Truth, trust my Intuition, and honor the sacred gift of Dreaming that has always been my companion.

Every year, as the world holds its breath for what’s coming, a single image appears on the cover of The Economist, an image packed with Symbolism coded messages, and whispers of Prophecy. These covers have become more than simple magazine art; they are conversation starters puzzles, mirrors of power, and sometimes, catalysts for Awakening.

Sometimes, the World presents us with a swirl of images, on magazine covers, in our Dreams, on Ancient Temples, or modern digital screens. These symbols speak in a language beyond words, stirring something in the depths of our being. But what if these are not only metaphors, but Gateways?

From the silent heights of Spirit, I look down upon the whirling chaos of the World below a Planet adorned with Symbols, struggles, and the restless dance of Humanity. The cover before me is more than art; it is a living Prophecy, a mirror reflecting the fever of an age in upheaval. I am not merely an observer, but a Soul woven from the same luminous thread that binds every Heart, every Dream, every battle.