The Feminine Christ

THE HARD PARTS OF MY JOURNEY

BEFORE YOU JUDGE MY STORY

I am not perfect. I have a past.

I believe I am a reincarnation of Mary Magdalene—and that is only the beginning of what I believe about my journey.

There was also a chapter of my life when I lived with very different boundaries around sexuality and my body. Only much later did I come to understand that this period followed a deeply traumatic experience I had blocked from my memory for nearly 20 years.

I was living from a more carnal, instinctual place, unaware of the power within me. I did not yet understand that my body was sacred—or that I was sacred.

I cannot change that chapter of my story, and I wouldn't erase it now. It taught me. It humbled me. It became part of my transformation.

Some people may judge my past. Some may judge what I believe today. Some may reject my message entirely because it conflicts with what they have been taught to believe.

You don't have to believe me.You don't have to understand me.

I only ask that before you judge another human being, remember:How we treat one another has a way of finding its way back to us.Maybe that, too, is part of the lesson.

WHO AM I?

I am Jill Christine.

I am a Soul on a Divine Mission to Awaken, Heal & Unite the World. That is where I stand today. Getting here was another story entirely.

I WASN'T LOOKING FOR AN AWAKENING

I was looking for healing.

I was struggling with digestive issues. I had injured my shoulder. I was a single mother doing the best I could, living within many of the beliefs and expectations I had been taught about what life was supposed to be.

Then something changed. I Awakened. And once I began seeing my life—and myself—differently, I couldn't unsee it.

THE YEARS THAT FOLLOWED

What followed were seven of the hardest years of my life. There was isolation, financial hardship, loneliness, hunger, exhaustion, rejection, uncertainty, and very little support. At times, I felt abandoned by people I loved.

And strangely, beneath so much of the chaos, there was often peace. Something inside me kept saying, Keep going.

Eventually, I began to understand that the isolation was also giving me something I desperately needed: time to heal, learn, question what I had been taught, understand myself, and integrate everything I was experiencing.

I GAVE UP THE GOOD TO GO FOR THE GREAT

Before all of this, my life wasn't horrible. In fact, some things were already getting better.

Then I was shown a vision of myself healed—and a glimpse of what my life and work could become. I had begun this journey seeking healing for my body, never imagining how many layers of healing would eventually unfold. There was a light at the end of the tunnel, and sometimes I could barely see it.

I followed it anyway.

WALKING IN BLIND FAITH

One of the hardest parts of my journey has been moving forward when the life I believed I had been shown had not yet become the life I was living.

Part of that vision included Divine Union with the person I came to understand as my Divine Counterpart—my Twin Flame. I have shared very little about Him because His story is His to tell. Yet moving forward without that union has been difficult, because unity was at the heart of what I believed I was being taught and shown. I was learning about Divine Union, balance, connection, and humanity coming together—while being asked, in my own life, to continue walking much of the path alone.

For a long time, that felt like a missing piece. Part of me was waiting for the rest of the story to arrive before fully stepping into mine.

Eventually, I realized that I could honor the vision of unity without waiting for every piece of it to be in place. Perhaps part of learning unity was first learning how to stand fully in myself.

So I kept walking.

That became one of my greatest lessons in faith: continuing to create what was placed on my heart without knowing how all the pieces would come together.

Faith became taking the next step even when I couldn't see the staircase.

LEARNING TO HEAR MYSELF

Another important lesson was learning to understand my own needs. I needed support, rest, nourishment, and a better understanding of my mind, body, and nervous system.

Learning that I am neurodivergent and on the autism spectrum helped parts of myself I had struggled to understand for years finally make sense. Instead of asking, “Why can't I do this like everyone else?” I began asking, “What do I need?”

That question changed everything.

TRUST THE PROCESS

Over time, I began recognizing the rhythm of my journey: Work. Learn. Heal. Release. Forgive. Create. Repeat.

Healing wasn't one breakthrough.Healing became a practice.

I learned to regulate my nervous system, sit with difficult emotions, forgive without abandoning myself, trust my discernment, and establish boundaries.

Most importantly, I learned that peace does not require the world around me to be peaceful.

WHY AM I SHARING THIS?

Because Awakening isn't always beautiful, healing isn't always comfortable, and faith doesn't mean knowing how everything will turn out.

Sometimes faith is simply choosing to take one more step.

I don't share the difficult parts of my journey because I want anyone to feel sorry for me. I share them because someone else may be sitting in their own darkness wondering whether anything meaningful can come from it.

I cannot tell you what your path will look like. I can only share what mine taught me:

Listen to yourself. Ask for what you need. Care for your body. Forgive without abandoning yourself. Question what no longer feels true. Keep learning. Keep healing. Keep creating.

And when you cannot see the whole path, take the next step.

Sometimes the light at the end of the tunnel isn't there to show you the entire way. Sometimes it is simply there to remind you to keep walking.

A sweet, wise elderly man came to me with severe, bone-on-bone knee pain and had been told he needed surgery. He experienced some relief from the pain immediately after I gave him Reiki — and by the next day, you could physically see that the swelling in his knee had gone down.

But this is what stayed with me...

As we were finishing, he told me that he had seen something disappear. Then he slowly waved his hand in front of his face, showing me where he had experienced it. I knew what he was describing. A veil — or perhaps a layer of the veil — had been removed.

I was beginning to understand that healing could unfold on many levels — physical, emotional, energetic, and spiritual. His knee showed me something I could see. His experience revealed something beyond it.

She has come to me for Reiki for everything. She has described in vivid detail what she feels — the tingling, the movement of energy, and the changes she experiences within her body. She knows what she feels.

Each person's experience is unique. I don't make promises about what someone will experience through my healing work, because I don't believe it's me doing the healing. It is God's energy flowing through me. I am simply the vessel.

I believe openness and intention are important parts of receiving Reiki. Reiki is also something you can give yourself. Reiki is not a replacement for medical treatment.

And yet... when someone experiences relief from pain they've carried for two years — or twenty — they just might walk away thinking:

Then there was a woman experiencing pain in her ankle. As I began channeling Reiki at her crown — before I ever moved toward her ankle — she stopped me to say she could feel tingling exactly where the pain was in her ankle.

Another experience that reinforced what I had come to believe: The energy knows where to go.