The Pulsing Network of Creative Energy

Updated: Nov 21, 2020


And so, begins the journey of communication…

Today we meet again under the clear blue skies where it no longer rains. The clouds depart and the sun ray shines.

Connect to the beauty and follow our words. They speak an ancient knowledge that only you know. We were waiting. Together we will rise, and I will give you your sight the way humanity is meant to see the true reality of all that is.

Trust these words for they will awaken in you what you need to grow and stay strong and sovereign.

The seed was planted long ago in the river of love that flows with no beginning and no end. The waves release each emotion from your cells so you can feel the new wave even more clearly.

– Yassica on March 27, 2020


Finding the Beauty in Life


When I was 8 years old, my grandfather passed away. He lived in Argentina and my family lived in New York. I remember that before he died, he asked to see his children, so my father hopped on the next flight to Argentina. When he arrived at the hospital my grandfather said a few words and then closed his eyes and passed away.


When I heard this story, I remember thinking what a beautiful way to die, to be able to wait for your loved ones to arrive and then close your eyes when you are ready to go. His death was so beautiful to me that I felt I wanted to one day die that way too. I also wanted to choose the moment I closed my eyes as I looked at my own family and the life I had created. As a child, I took on this memory as a positive imprint to carry with me on my life’s journey.


Many years later, my father told me that my grandmother had also passed away in a similar way before I was born. She was ill in bed for about a month, and during that time, the family would ask her if she wanted to gather the family around. She would respond, ‘No, I will let you know when it is time”. When the time arrived, she asked everyone to gather. When everyone was in the room, she said her parting words. When she was ready, she closed her eyes and transitioned.


Ingrained in my cellular memory is the knowing that we know when it is our time to leave the physical body and transition. We may not be consciously aware of it, but we know at a very deep level when it is our time. Everyone knows. Even when it seems that things happen by accident. There are no accidents. There are only choices. We make these choices before coming to Earth, so this is why at a deep soul level, we know.


A few years ago, I had a healthy and nourishing conversation with my mother about her death. She told me about her near-death experience as a child. Her experience was so beautiful that she did not want to come back to her life, but she was told by those she met in the afterlife that she had to return. Ever since that experience, she has never been afraid to die. As her daughter, I feel inner peace knowing this about my mother.


The energetic imprints that reside within my cells from my parents and ancestors are ones that I am happy to carry and nurture. The more I experience life, both in the worldly and the spiritual, the more I understand that there is only life. The pulsing network of creative energy is life itself a