So Sunday, playing football with my boys my oldest “jukes” me, I slip trying to tackle him, and break my ankle. I felt it pop and knew, oh boy. Not good. Same ankle I injured over the Fourth of July in Vegas with my TwinFlame. Mere hours before I broke it , I sent him the Katy Perry song “Waking up in Vegas”. Sunday was the full moon in Gemini, “the twins” sign and also represents the Lovers card in tarot. Son of a bitch. I should stay in bed on full moons! But again. Sacred contract. Yes, the ankle breaking. Was destined to me from the Universe.

Being a starseed and a previous life in Atlantis as a high priestess and healer I realize it was meant to be. To step into my power. To remind me who I am, was.

We went immediately to the urgent care that afternoon and they confirmed the break, gave me a boot and crutches and a Orthopedic surgeon reference. They said by the looks of it, your going to need casted and or surgery. Ok. Cool. But I leave for the Bahamas in 48hrs. So it’s going to have to wait….That night I was in agonizing pain. I remembered what Candice had said in my Akashic record read. How I was healer. Using, crystals, colors and the chakras. In Atlantis. So I put myself in a deep meditation and tried it out.

In meditation I went through the waterfall and into Atlantis. My 2nd time arriving to the sacred city ever, in meditation. I entered a space that seemed to be my own domain, where I would preform healing on others. Seeing it in meditation it was a temple room, with a table, crystals, candles, herbs and jars of who knows what. But it seemed familiar. I knew the space. I knew it was mine. If that makes sense. I laid down on my own table. And in meditation I started to focus on my fracture. I envisioned the break. In my mind, could see the bone fusing back together with first a white light encircling it, then a green. Swirling all around the break. I could see the cells growing, multiplying in the break space. In the physical 3D, in meditation, I noticed a shift. It felt as if it was elevating. Laying in bed, as if that foot was not attached to my body anymore. It wasn’t a part of me, and at the same time I could feel the energy pulsing through the fracture. I was healing it. With my mind. I knew I was. It was a familiar feeling. Like I was always meant to remember this. And I was meant to be here, with myself, my wound, and healing my own injury. I came out of meditation, asked my guides and angels for healing while I slept, and fell asleep.

The next morning, I had little pain. Was a complete 180 from the night before. I made my way to work and scheduled with the Orthopedic surgeon. They said “We actually have a cancellation can you be here today? Otherwise it wouldn’t be until the end of January…” I said “I’ll be there.”

That afternoon I crutched my way into the office and checked in to the clinic. Energetically I noticed a shift. I started to get the ascension symptoms in the waiting room, and my fractured foot started to vibrate. In an energetic way. Not in a painful way. But I could feel the energy, like it was magnitised. And then clairaudiently I heard. “Remember. Remember who you are. Remember.” And clairvoyantly I was brought back to Atlantis. Flashes of myself, through my 3rd eye, as a medical medium. And I fell into trance. In the fucking waiting room of the orthopedic surgeon. Surrounded by strangers I was pulled deep into meditation and a trance state and it kept coming to me “it is healed. So it is. Remember who you are.” and that just kept repeating in my head and again I could see the break, see the energy around it and my mind healing it. It was a white light encircling it again, and it felt detached from my body.

They called my name and snapped me out of the meditation/trance. I went back with the tech and handed her the cd that had my imaging from the urgent care the day before. She pulled up the images from them and they all showed up dark. Unreadable. The tech told me they would have to take new X-rays. After, the surgeon came in to look at the new images. She said, “oh my god. Wow.” I held my breath. “This is the most beautiful fracture I’ve ever seen. It’s perfect. It’s clean. It’s non weight bearing. You don’t need a cast. You don’t need surgery. You can keep the walking boot. Test out using your heal, ect. But ya. It looks great. And you should be good in 6weeks.”

I know this happened to awaken and show MYSELF the power I hold. To remember that past life part of me. To harness the power of my mind to heal myself. 6weeks? Give me four.

Love and Light, Kelsey