Embodied Truth

In sharing these reflections, I write only what has been lived in the body and heart. The analytical mind may question, as it often does, but truth cannot be imagined. When words are not aligned with Source, my whole being resists — even to the point of illness.

This is how I know what is real: the Divine force moves through me, and my body itself bears witness. I cannot lie. What is written here is not invention, but transmission. It is offered with care, so seekers may feel the difference between imagination and embodied grace.

These revelations arose as spontaneous movements of grace — each one a doorway into the unseen. Some may experience them as healing, others as insight or dissolution. Yet beyond any single form, they are transmissions of the Divine, carrying transformation and reminding us that the Source moves in ways beyond imagination.

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It was 2012. A new year had begun, but my inner uncertainty remained. Most people were still recovering from the collective anxiety that the world might end. Humanity had gone down the rabbit hole because of widespread misinterpretation—that the world would end when the Mayan calendar ended in 2012—and the atmosphere of the world reflected that uncertainty.
One day, I sat down and asked God:
What is life?
What is my soul?

And then a response began to come as a Soul Transmission. It flowed through me, and I wrote it on my computer exactly as it arrived. The voice of the Divine was vast and clear.

Transmission from the Silence (Before Union)

Recorded August 11, 2012, 3:27 am

In the still hours of the night, during a time of deep transformation before Union, sleep did not come and meditation did not come. Instead, a dialogue arose within — not spoken aloud, but breathed — a conversation between the soul(seeker being me) and the Source(God).

Seeker: God, what is my purpose?
God: Your purpose is to be.

Seeker: Be what?

The full transmission is written in my memoir When the Divine Reveals Itself.

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The following transmission took place sometime between 2012 and 2014. It emerged during a time of deep meditation and energetic transformation, around 2012–2014. I found myself contemplating the Divine Mother—Durga, Parvatee—and the question arose within me: “Oh Divine Mother, who are you? Or who am I?”

Here’s the answer that came: I am Devi.

My sadhana continued and there came a day when my Guru said:

“You may stop meditating now. You can sit with others and give them meditation, if you wish. You may also give blessings.”

She told the group I was a saint. She asked them to sit with me, bring nuts and dried fruits, and not trouble me to provide food. If they wanted food, they could bring it themselves.

It is customary for the host to provide food at a gathering, but my Guru knew that the energy moving through me would be intense—making it difficult to prepare meals or clean up afterward.

That was the beginning. I did not plan to become a Guru, nor did I fully understand what that meant. But I listened to her words and began to hold satsangs—first in my home, and later at my friend Aasha’s house.

I would close my eyes, go deep inside, and connect to my Guru. I began to notice how the energy moved within me—how it responded to the people attending. Some gatherings included kirtan singing, discourse, questions and answers, and of course, food. Other times, devotees simply sat in silence with me and entered meditation. It was my presence that helped them sit in the present moment.

During the early part of my sadhana, I read a few books. They helped me understand what was happening—offering language for the mystery. Sometimes I would share insights from those books, gently weaving them into the sessions. But mostly, the knowledge came directly—rising from within, like a spring.

One devotee in particular became my friend, and later, my disciple. During our sessions, knowledge would arise within me like a download to share with her. She would feel different vibration, experience meditation spontaneously as others did. Its just that she would give me feedback when I would ask how she felt after sitting. She always spoke of shifts—energetic, emotional, spiritual in my presence and also when she did the practice I gave her. Because of her and her feedback, I saw confirmation that I had become a satguru. You can read about her experiences in A Disciple’s Journey: Reflections on Transmission

The Guru Tattwa and Devotee Reflections

Sometimes, the Guru beloved by the devotee would appear within me.
Not as imagination, but as energetic imprint. I write about this in my memoir When the Divine Reveals Itself.
I became a mirror—reflecting the love of the one before me.
Blessings would flow, not from the ego, but from resonance.
This is the Guru tattwa—the principle of transmission through surrender.

Becoming a Vessel

When purification is complete, the body becomes a vessel.
Mudras arise spontaneously.
Energy moves through every core of the being.
It is very intense at time, but it is not mine. It is Grace. I had been graced to become a conduit for the divine by connecting to Source.

Experiences in My Presence

People who sat with me have shared many things:

• Crying for no reason
• A state of no thoughts
• Bliss
• Great love
• Deep peace
• Hearing OM within themselves
• Lying on the floor
• Feeling energetic movements within their body
• Laughing for no reason
• Feeling unsure or even frightened, not knowing what was happening

These experiences were not taught. They arose naturally, through transmission.

Reflection: Becoming the Butterfly

Imagine a caterpillar who once munched on leaves, grounded and slow, nestled in the density of earth. One day, it emerges as a butterfly—light, winged, and drawn to nectar. The caterpillar looks up and says, “You’ve changed.” The butterfly smiles gently, “We are supposed to.”

This is the nature of spiritual transformation. As the body becomes less dense—like a feather instead of a rock—it begins to move with subtler winds. The same foods, environments, and energies that once felt nourishing may now feel heavy or disruptive. Just as wind cannot penetrate a stone, but can lift and dance with a feather, the less dense body becomes permeable to finer vibrations—of light, of grace, of Divine Mother’s whisper.

Many speak of frequency shifts—psychics, healers, empaths—but often the conversation stays in the realm of energy or aura. What’s less spoken is how this shift affects the body itself. When the frequency changes, the body must adapt. It becomes more electrically alive, more sensitive, more responsive. The face may shift, the digestion may change, and the old ways of eating, sleeping, or even thinking may no longer fit.

The diet must change to accommodate the shift. If it doesn’t, the body may struggle. Foods that once felt fine may now feel disruptive or dull. The butterfly cannot return to chewing leaves—it must seek nectar. Likewise, the spiritual body must be nourished by what resonates with its new frequency. This is not regression—it is refinement.

Like milk becoming ghee, or coal becoming diamond, the process may involve heat, pressure, and surrender. But the result is clarity, luminosity, and a new way of being.

To receive the nectar of the Divine, one must become the butterfly. And to become the butterfly, one must allow the old form to dissolve.

This reflection arose from my lived experience of spiritual transmission and density shift. It is offered for those who feel the change but haven’t yet found words for the body’s transformation.

Explore More

These pages gently expand on the themes of transmission, embodiment, and spontaneous grace:

• I Am Devi
• Soul Transmission
• Living Mudras: Gestures of Grace
• A Disciple’s Journey: Reflections on Transmission
• Living Lightly

For those who wander deeper into silence: ✦ I Am ✦

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Jai Guru Devi Shri Nandini Maa
May this page honor the grace that flows through all forms, and the Guru who revealed it.