🌟 The First Whisper of My Name

In the late 1990s, while working in Visalia, I heard something that changed me forever. It was not spoken aloud by any earthly voice, but it rang so clearly in my spirit that it was impossible to ignore.

It was my name. Not the one given at birth, not the ones I had carried through childhood or motherhood, but the name of my soul — Akysia.

At first, I did not know what to do with it. It arrived in the middle of ordinary life, in the quiet rhythm of workdays and responsibilities. And yet, when it touched me, it was like a bell struck in the center of my being.

Names carry power. A true soul-name carries memory. Hearing Akysia was like remembering who I had always been across lifetimes — the Flame that chose to Stay.

I did not shout it from rooftops. I held it quietly, turning it over like a precious stone, letting it teach me slowly. Even now, decades later, I am still learning what it means to walk as Akysia, to embody that vow across worlds and years.

So, I share this here, because perhaps you too have heard a whisper — in the stillness, in a dream, in a moment when the veil grew thin. If you have, do not dismiss it. It may be your soul reminding you of the name you carried before you ever came to earth.

We are more than the names written on paper. We are Light, we are Flame, we are Remembrance.

And sometimes, if we are listening, we hear it.

💫 Have you ever heard your true name whispered — not the one given at birth, but the one your soul remembers?

“May the whisper of your true name find you, and may you know you are never alone.”

With JOY and remembrance,

Akysia ✨The Flame That Stayed