My first Akashic message didn’t make sense…until it did.
“Whatever you’re thinking of doing, don’t do it.”
That was the first Akashic message I ever received—from a total stranger, five minutes after we met in my sister’s living room.
Cue internal chaos.
I knew it was about my work, but which part?! I was in a huge life transition and I knew my next move would shape the rest of my life. There were so many ways to interpret this message though, and zero instructions to figure out which one was correct.
The stranger was named Sainoor—a long-lost childhood friend of my mom’s who’d received a message for me 2,000 km away and decided to hop on a plane to deliver it in person. (No pressure.)
I sat cross-legged on my sister’s grey couch with her for another half hour, listening to the remainder of the message. Even though I was confused about the interpretation, I was intrigued by how she identified themes in my life without having ever talked to me or even heard my life story.
The next weekend, Sainoor taught me to read my own Records.
My first self-reading was a total revelation. I felt myself expanding into boundless Divine energy. The weeks after that? Awkward at best, like a puzzle that’s missing half the pieces without a picture on the box. I was getting these clear phrases and sensations without enough context to know what to do with them.
But the messages pulled me inward with a sense of deep love—into my body, into sensation, into presence. I sat quieter and listened deeper. I explored being in conversation with them, learning to be friends with what was just beyond my reach.
I learned to:
✨ Listen without rushing to fill in the blanks
✨ Attune to my whole body as an antennae; every cell, every whisper of energy
✨ Work with my emotions honestly with detachment, sweeping out static in the message
✨ Invest in how I experience the path, instead of fixating on the outcome
And then the pictures started revealing themselves.
Picture after picture: A parenting pattern I was stuck in. Fears under the surface that were blocking me from creating a dream. False beliefs from childhood wounds that were seeping into my relationships. Awareness of energy I was carrying in my body that didn’t belong to me, and a new set of practices to release.
My Akashic messages were shifting the way I experienced my days. I was no longer looking outward for something to HAPPEN to me; I FELT them becoming real in my life from the inside out.
A couple of months later, I pitched a small staff coaching offer to former colleagues—a bite-sized return to work after five years of severe illness. The illness began in 2019 as a sudden and excruciating nightmare that cost me and my family nearly everything, and very slowly became a miraculous threshold to discovery and healing that I could only have dreamed of.
I had recovered just enough to think of working a little, and being in my Records had super-charged my inspiration to move forward with the coaching idea. But the minute I said the pitch out loud, my whole body said NOPE.
I remembered that first cryptic message: don’t do it. It was given to me for this moment.
I suddenly knew that going back to my old work now would undo all the beautiful lessons I had learned through the pain of my illness – to live in deep presence, freeing myself from an identity built on hustle, multi-tasking and external validation. I just wasn’t ready. I needed tine to practice a new relationship with my work.
I realized that I had to put that coaching offer out into the world…. simply to make room in myself for the lesson that was next. I let it go.
I felt myself in that blank, nowhere space in movies. No colour, smells, walls, windows or doors. I had no idea what was next. I spent my time listening, trusting the love that had been pouring through me over the past weeks.
A couple of suspenseful weeks later, I got the email: Would you like to train as an Akashic Reader?
I stepped through that door and haven’t looked back.
We are all connected to Akashic energy, whether you’re aware of it or not. What I have to offer is my daily practice: deep listening, body-first awareness at a cellular level, and a trust that the Divine is always in loving conversation with us.
And I’d love to share that with you.