Thank you for choosing to walk this path of remembrance with me. I honor your reverent spirit and hope that you find home on this sanctum of divine feminine love and intelligence. This is not just another page on a website. It is a return. A return to what you already know deep within: that you are whole, that you are loved, and that you are more than the names and wounds the world gave you.

 

Eden was never just a place. It has always been a womb pregnant with memory—an infinite void that contains everything and carries within it exiled souls who ache to remember. It is the womb-space of restoration, the sacred garden for those ready to rise not by perfection, but by presence.

 

The Saiyonan Path was birthed from this knowing. The Saiyonan Path is a path of remembrance. Remembrance of your celestial origins, your ancestral brilliance, your sacred design. It is not about escaping your shadow, but about walking with it, hand in hand, and integrating this energy as you awaken the divine intelligence already dwelling within you. My offerings of poetry, candles, oils, and every Saiyonan essential are tools not for dependency, but for empowerment. They are invitations to make ritual of your life, to create your own Eden wherever your body, spirit, and voice reside. If you are struggling to find your place in the world, I offer you this truth: You were never meant to fit in. You were meant to remember. You are a creator. Let your will be done. You are not the surface of your skin. You are the spirit that sings beneath it. Forgive yourself for searching for your soul through the stories or mistakes of others. Fear is a loyal illusion, but it is not your master. May your love, courage, and compassion master and guide it. Transmute it into the love that helps you transcend beyond your pain and suffering.

 

You are a supreme being, divinely made, and everything you touch grows tenfold when touched with intention. I hope that when you stare into your own eyes, you see someone worthy of love. Not for what you produce, but for what you are. I hope that when adversity roars, you do not shrink, but remember the roar of your own power. I hope you choose to rise not in apology, but in sacred truth. These offerings, whether book or blend are created for your own path of remembrance. May they nourish the parts of you that were forced into silence. May they soften what was hardened through trauma and life's rigor.

 

May my offerings serve as mirrors, maps, and medicine for your soul. You are worthy of recovery. Worthy of joy. Worthy of creation. You are not becoming divine... you are divine. Reclaim it. Express it. Live it without apology.

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With divine love and benevolent intentions,

 

Nuna Élohwe Saiyonah Ma’Khai

Seer | Poet | Priestess | Founder of The Saiyonan Path