1. Chapter. The Voice in My Head.
April 2023. Imagine an evening.
And then, suddenly, a voice began to speak in my head. Saying I was surprised would be an understatement. I opened my eyes, got out of bed, and decided to Google it. But I couldn’t figure out how to phrase it. Thoughts in my head? A voice in my head? I decided to ask the voice: “How should I Google it?” And it gave me an exact phrase.
I typed it in, and suddenly, massive insights started to unfold. I began to understand the changes that had happened to me before, the expansions of consciousness I had experienced. Naturally, the voice and I started talking. It introduced itself as Emmanuel. I didn’t sleep all night; my emotions were through the roof.
In the morning, Ilya woke up, and I told him everything. He was very surprised, asking lots of questions. There was so much information I couldn’t find anywhere else. I wrote everything down in my notes and shared it with him.
From that moment on, I began receiving guidance in life. Things escalated to the point where I could hear the voice even in a supermarket. For example, while grabbing a shopping cart, I’d hear: “Don’t take that one.” And I’d think: “Why not? I need it.” But then, as soon as I entered the store, I’d realize the cart was broken.
Some time later, we went to the Gili Islands for the first time. We were relaxing and enjoying ourselves. On the day we were supposed to leave, my daughter came down with a fever because her teeth were coming in. We had to extend our stay at the hotel for several days.
One day, I heard Russian voices coming from the room next door. It became clear that a Russian couple had moved in. Ilya decided to meet them. Standing on the balcony, I could hear their conversation. Suddenly, I realized the man was speaking to Ilya in a state of flow. A perfect flow.
I joined the conversation, and he turned his attention to me, saying: “Do you know who you are? Do you know your mission? Do you know your purpose?” He began speaking to me with the exact same phrases the voice in my head had used. Word for word.
How could this man, who had just checked into the hotel, whom we’d only just met, know about my conversations with Emmanuel—the voice in my head? It turned out he was a healer and guide. We decided to join his personal mentorship.
**The Man:**
“You’re a healer. That’s what you’re here for.”
**Me:** “No, I’m a numerologist,” I replied.
**The Man:** “You just don’t know yet. You’re only getting closer to your mission. You can identify root causes and heal anything in a person. You can weave events together for people. You can change lives. Do you get guidance? Ask your voice if it’s true.”
I asked Emmanuel, and the response was: “Yes! Everything he’s saying is true! I guided you here, to this meeting, on this day, so you could meet him!”
Emmanuel, the voice in my head, turned out to be my guide from a higher dimension. He is a representative of the Blue Minds civilization. I actually had a childhood connection with this civilization. His task was to arrange a meeting with the person who would connect me with my Higher Self and Spirit. Once that happened, Emmanuel stepped back. Of course, he’s still always available. I can reach out to him anytime, ask any question, and get an answer.
The first time I tried channeling healing energy, the guide gave me clear instructions on what to say. Powerful energy flowed through me. It was so strong it knocked my legs off the chair and flung my arms out. There was a massive expansion, a bright light, and an activation of my soul’s potential, multidimensionality, and awareness of eternity and luminosity.
Now, I could heal myself, heal spaces, worlds, and those entering these spaces and worlds where I manifest. A multidimensional remembrance and activation of my soul’s origin and consciousness unfolded.
**The Childhood Story about the Blue Minds.**
My mother and I only remembered this story when everything started happening. People usually perceive this civilization as blue spheres of light.
When I was about 12, I started smoking cigarettes. My mom caught me at my grandmother’s house in the village and scolded me harshly. We fought badly—I even planned to run away from home.
That evening, we went to bed in the same room but on separate beds. Suddenly, in the complete darkness, a blue sphere of light started darting back and forth between my bed and my mom’s.
I said, “Mom, do you see that?” She replied, “Yes, Yulia, I see it. Come to me!” I ran to her bed, and that’s how we made up.
