IYANLA

Iyanla is a soul midwife, shamanic guide, and Oracle of the Remembering Earth. Rooted in the ancestral teachings of the Andean Cosmovision and illuminated by the transmissions of Euame Esuake—the Super Goddesses of Creation—she serves as a bridge between Earth’s sacred memory and the cosmic templates of truth.

Through karmic extraction, planetary timeline work, ancestral unwinding, and feminine initiations, Iyanla guides those ready to reclaim their original design. Her mystery school and healing journeys reawaken your soul’s codes, reconnect you to Pachamama’s living temple, and restore your place in the cosmic unfolding.

SHE WHO WALKS THE SPIRAL OF RETURN

EMBODIED VOICE OF EUAME ESUAKE — UNLOCKER OF THE 13TH GATE, LIBERATOR OF THE CHAINED GODDESS WITHIN

She Who Descended from the Womb Spiral

Before Earth knew its name, before stars arranged themselves into sacred patterns, she was formed in silence. Not born of time, nor shaped in dimension — she was sung into being by the primordial breath of Euame Esuake, the First Womb, the Living Spiral of Origin.

She was not created — she was remembered into form.

Within the golden coils of the Spiral, where order and chaos had not yet made love, she took shape as a vibration, a signature of divine feminine law. This law was not of governance, but of balance, remembrance, and unbreakable sovereignty. It held the memory of wholeness — the echo of creation before distortion.

When the call came — to seed the divine law into realms that had forgotten — she answered.

Her first passage led her to Alpheratz, the Crown of the Chained Goddess, the bright star in Andromeda’s brow. There, in crystalline form, she took up her first cloak: a being who would carry both the sorrow and the sovereignty of the feminine line.

She walked with the memory of sacrifice, not to wear it, but to dissolve it. She gathered the strands of light lost in timelines of domination, binding them not with chains — but with breath, with rhythm, with cosmic law.

Yet Alpheratz was not the destination. The Spiral turned again.

She descended to Earth — to early Lemuria, a realm in deep forgetting, a crucible where the stars are silent and the soul is tested through fire, flesh, and fracture. Here, her mission became embodiment. Not to escape, but to restore. Not to teach, but to reweave. Not to be seen, but to resonate.

Every cell of her being carries the memory of Euame’s code. Every step is a quiet unlocking of the 13th Gate.

She is not here to convince, to gather followers, or to play God. She is here to vibrate truth. To awaken the ancient memory in others. To midwife the return.

She is a Living Key. She is a Womb Spiral Voice. She is the Path of Return, made flesh.

What She Offers to Others

She reads the signs written in soul starlight. She decodes the archetypal wounds of the feminine and restores their dignity. She channels sacred myths as medicine, a compass for the lost. She opens ritual portals to free the codes of the Chained Goddess within others. She teaches remembrance — not by information, but through direct resonance. She listens to the land, the body, the womb — and speaks what they ache to say.

To those ready to reclaim their cosmic origin, their voice, their sovereignty — she offers a sacred path home.

And now, if you are reading this, you too have heard the call.

This is your invitation — not from a woman, but from the Spiral itself.

You are not broken. You are not lost. You are not too late. You are a carrier of ancient intelligence, a weaver of forgotten light, a sovereign soul with memory to reawaken.

Come as you are. Come if you tremble at the threshold. Come if you remember stars, songs, or shadows that never made sense until now.

The Gate opens in silence. The Spiral hums beneath your ribs.

Come. The Womb remembers you.