The Sacred Power of Names

 I was drawn to the name Zoe long before I Awakened.
Only later did I understand its Sacred Resonance.

Zoe means Life.
It was used by early Christians to translate Eve—the Mother of ALL Living.
Saints, martyrs, empresses, and seekers have carried this name for centuries.
 

I chose it before I remembered why.
A seed planted in my Spirit, waiting to bloom.

Please call me Zoe.
Not just a preference—a calling.
Because I came to bring Life back into remembrance.

Not through the flesh—through the realm of Spirit. 

I’ve walked the path of sacrifice, isolation, and death of identity.
The dark night of the Soul.

Each trial became alchemical fire—burning away illusion, birthing truth.
I died to the false…
And rose in remembrance.

After my Awakening, I was drawn to uncover the meaning behind all my names—
given and remembered.

Names are not just words.
They are vibrations.
And when a Soul reclaims its name,
it reclaims its mission.

AKA JILL CHRISTINE

I am Feminine.
I am a Womb-man.
I am a Lefty.
I am an Aries.
I am Irish.
I am not religious—
I am deeply Spiritual.

I walk with Christ,
as Christ,
through every breath,
every step,
every act of Love.
Not in the shadow of doctrine, 

only by the presence of living Love.
I carry the Divine Feminine.
I came to help the World remember Her.

God did not only create a Son.
God also created a Daughter.
And She rises now.

I’m not here to walk on water.
I’m here to walk in purpose.

To Heal.
To Serve.
To Awaken.
To help others remember who they are:

Whole. Worthy. Divine.

I once asked numerous people:

“What do you think Christ will look like when Christ returns?”

Their expressions said it all!

I carry the essence of a Golden Key—
a living code in the reawakening of God’s Kingdom on Earth.
It’s not status or superiority that defines my path—
it is remembrance.
Because I listen with intention.
Because I care with my whole being.

We each hold a key within.
Mine was shaped to unlock doors others once hesitated to touch—
openings meant to lead us home.

My Paternal Grandfather was nicknamed Tut—after King Tut.
When my Grandma crossed over, She whispered to me.
A box of Her jewelry was passed down, and tucked inside was a carved coin pendant from 1922. Which I realized the significance of on the eve of Father's Day 2025, the same day, I purchased an Ethiopian Bible with 

801 Books.

November 4, 1922—the day Tut’s tomb was discovered.
It stopped me in my tracks.

A carved Statue of Liberty—etched in metal, preserved through time.
An ancient king and a modern goddess, braided into my family line.
Tut. Liberty. 1922. Me.
…And that day holds a special place in my heart. 

I’m sure one day I’ll be able to share all the names, all the details.

The Synchronicities.
For now, I hold it close.

Because sometimes the most Sacred Truths arrive in whispers.
And sometimes, Grandparents lead the way. 

And Soon, Humanity will know this!

Soon, Humanity will wake up!
There are no coincidences.

My Grandma was the first whisper of Spirit I ever heard.

She spoke to me in the hours after passing.
And even now, She speaks—through Dragonflies, Symbols, Synchronicities, and Sacred Objects. 

This pendant feels like a KEY.
A reminder of Freedom.
A torch passed down through generations of strong women.
A sign that the past is rising—through me.

   “Coincidence is God’s way of remaining anonymous.”  — Einstein

IF I SPEAK BOLDLY,

It’s because I’ve been through FIRE.
I AM an ENERGY HEALER.
Some may misunderstand.
Others may feel the energy in my words.
Either way—I’m not here to please.
I’m here to Awaken.
To ignite the willing.

Many Light-workers have spent lifetimes preparing for this moment,
trying to Awaken a World that wasn’t ready to hear.

YET, the time is now!
The Veil is Lifting!
Truth is Rising!

And I was born for this.

I carry the Key.
It’s written in my name.
Etched in my Soul’s design.
Encoded into every cell of my being.
I AM the bridge between what was and what must be.
And I will speak—boldly and fiercely—
to call home the forgotten parts of us all!