High Priestess of Sanuela

Nils Klippstein

High Priestess of Sanuela

Spiritual Fantasy Romance

Nils is an intuitive author, heart chakra coach and dark retreat shaman. His work includes heart opening, yin-yang balance, shadow work, kundalini, angelic humans, fasting and breatharian lifestyle, connection with our spirit guides, energetic healing work of the astral and emotional body, hugging meditations, sacred sensuality, forgiveness work ... as well as opening relationships in a safe, balanced and stable way through individual allowances and boundaries within a relationship network.

In his work he explores and describes the higher dimensions, the sacred trinity (feminine, masculine and the union of both) and is committed to having Gaia (Mother Earth) and the other stars and planets recognised as highly evolved, higher conscious beings.

© 2023 by Nils Klippstein. All rights reserved.

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"Don't be afraid of becoming

your highest light and deepest love.

Trust and follow.

In freeing yourself, you will free the others."

Contents

This Book Is Free ...

A Book With Many Dimensions

1. Choosing the Path

2. Learning from Animals and Tree Beings

3. Mother Goddess Sanuela

4. Kofi and Lake Luminae

5. Finding the Mystical Caves

6. Inside the Holy Womb of Sanuela

7. Opening and Expanding Love

8. On Her Own

9. Loving Ourselves

10. Walking Through Fear

11. Love Cultivation

12. The Longing and the Oneness

13. Embracing Her Love

14. Questions Answered

15. Becoming a Star and Other Worlds

16. Welcome Back!

Appendix

About the Author

Thank you, AI

Hooray, I am Human!

A Course in Love & Miracles

Ayana, My Light and My Love

Other Books

Blog, Online Circles and Retreats

How Do You Feel About the Book?

This Book Is Free ...

... because the systems of the old world for selling my books have failed me. Publishers and social media platforms don't spread my work enough to make a living from it.

After trying many ways to get out there, I realised that this new world must be based on open, honest sharing without expectations. This brings me into full trust that my personal universe (lovingly guided by Gaia) will always take good care of me.

Since many things still cost money, I cannot live for free. As the new world is not yet fully born, I still pay for food and water, internet and software, travel and events, ... like everyone else.

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Thank you for your consideration.

Let LOVE be thy medicine!

A Book With Many Dimensions

When you read a story, images form in your mind and feelings arise. It becomes uniquely yours. You always make out of a story what you will, with your mind and your personal imagination and your interpretation.

In this book, there is a part when Ayana takes off all her clothing. The wording stays in a very natural way; there is no contact with any other physical being, nothing else changes, and it is cuddly warm for some reason. Strangely enough, there are no sharp edges on any rocks or such. No danger at all. But, if for any reason you prefer to imagine Ayana wearing some basic swimwear, then please do so if it comforts you.

So, you see? Please make it as you wish while reading it.

Feel into your heart how you want to experience and expand this story within. What do you allow, what is too much? I would like to offer you the possibility to feel into your deepest heart centre while you read. Breathe through it. See what suits you and how you can make it fit into your personal universe for a beautiful inner growing experience as you advance in the story.

Love and peace,

1. Choosing the Path

A young woman wandered through a sunlit meadow, humming softly to herself, her heart feeling lighter than it had in a long time. The early spring air was fresh and fragrant, and the colourful flowers that lined the path seemed to draw her forward. She breathed in deeply, savouring the scent of the daisies, the roses, and the newly bloomed violets.

Ayana turned around and looked at her home village with a sense of familiarity and pride, from the huts made of straw and mud bricks, to the laughter of children playing in the narrow dirt streets. The people of Luminae, a mixture of cultures, appeared to Ayana like a patchwork quilt of her past, present, and future. This village had seen her through every joy and hardship.

Ayana took a deep breath, taking in the salty morning air. She could feel the cool breeze on her skin as she moved closer to the coast. The sun was shining brightly, reflecting off the water's surface. She watched the crashing waves build up small puddles of water on the sand beneath her, creating a serene and calming sound.

As she kept walking down through the fields towards the beach, Ayana felt a sense of contentment well over her. The grass tickled her ankles. The earth of Sanuela seemed to pulse beneath her feet, like a living thing, reminding her of all the stories that had been spun here. She closed her eyes and felt the knowledge and the secrets of the ancestors drift in the air.

She remembered tales she had heard since she was a young girl, stories about courage and self-love, of choosing between fear or love, of expectations and despondencies, and how to overcome them. Ayana held these ancient stories close to her, allowing their wisdom to guide her. She breathed deeply, slowly, allowing herself to be enveloped by the silent knowledge around her.

As she opened her eyes, she felt a deep serenity and the knowing that she was a part of something much larger than herself. She was aware that her life was one small part of the ancient landscape of Sanuela, and it filled her heart with a sense of joy and purpose. She smiled, feeling a connection to something greater, something timeless and eternal.

This morning, she was also feeling something different. It was as if the land was calling out to her. She could feel a stirring tingle in her heart, a sense of destiny enticing her. She knew something was coming, she could feel it in her body.

The gust of wind blowing around Ayana seemed almost like a whisper, calling to her. She closed her eyes and listened intently, and soon she could make out the words: Priestess… Ayana.

Ayana opened her eyes, startled by the voice that had called out to her. She looked around, but there was no one in sight. Yet despite the silence, she knew that something was speaking to her.

Seemingly from out of nowhere, a bright light illuminated the air. A glowing being appeared, hovering before Ayana. It glowed with a vibrant and ethereal energy, like a mystical butterfly from a dream. Ayana watched in awe and amazement as it flew around her head, radiating beautiful colours. The subtle hum of the wings was soothing. The enchanted being fluttered gracefully around her and then slowly descended and landed in front of her, its wings a translucent blue laced with yellow and orange, sparkling in the sunlight.

It was a small being with long antennae and curved wings, like a butterfly with a will of its own. The brilliant wings had shimmering spots, and its body glowed with an inner flame, giving off a warm, comforting light.

Greetings Ayana, my light and my love, the being spoke in her mind with a soft and warm energy. I am Ignisia, the fire fairy butterfly, spirit, and keeper of the flames.

Ayana looked around but noticed that there were no other beings around. She couldn't help but wonder if this was all a dream, but she also felt the truth of these words, and it filled her with wonder.

Ayana felt no pressure from this being, only a gentle warmth that filled her heart and spirit with ease. The inner voice was gentle and calming, like a hug from the sun. It was the kind of embrace that offered honesty, understanding, and guidance and asked nothing of her in return. The energy made her feel safe and accepted, like she could be her most