A Story of Meeting Sophia

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Some stories need time to be told, as they steep and infuse our deepest being for months or years.

This is one of them for me. My heart melts as I realize it’s been 4 years since Bulgaria wrapped her angel wings and primordial roots around me.

At the time, Mark was traveling for work and asked whether I wanted to meet him up in France, England, or Bulgaria. While I knew nothing about Bulgaria, hearing that the capital’s name was Sofia was enough of a womb nudge to get my attention.

I’d been journeying with Sophia for about a year, as she came to me in visions and shamanic journeys. Now, I knew she was calling, physically.

In the plane, getting ready to land, I was astounded by the rolling hills and glowing, vibrant greens that stretched all around me, like the voluptuous feminine body of earth, stretching herself gently and revealing her soft sensual curves.

I’d never seen a land quite like that — so soft, so full, so quiet yet alive.

And as I arrived, something amazing happened. Maybe it had to do with being reunited with my love, or being activated by the land, or some kind of right timing. Probably all of the above, accompanied by a sacred dose of mystery.

Suddenly, I entered an intense, embodied altered state — a mystical trance that lasted about 24 hours.

During that time, my physical perceptions changed, and it wasn’t subtle. I was perceiving the world from inside a magical frequency of love, a dimension of sacred union where every thing vibrated with an elemental beauty that is hard to describe in words.

As we wandered the streets of Sofia, strongly enfolded in this altered state, I stumbled in awe as we came upon Sofia herself! Little did I know the city wasn’t just named after her but had her own physical representation of Sofia, and her presence was utterly powerful.

Here she was, in black and gold, holding her laurel wreath and owl of wisdom, fertile breasts, and black eyes shining with the void. Fierce, feminine, royal. Unabashedly sexual, unabashedly underworld.

Gazing at the statue in my altered state, I was receiving a deep message from every symbol she proudly wore, including her body and stance. I was spellbound, as her liquid dark light dripped through my being and whispered an ancient cosmic remembering.

I spent the rest of the day absorbing every sensation and feeling, wishing to stay in this state of perception as long as possible.

Slowly, it faded away, and my “normal,” day-to-day consciousness returned.

But the adventure wasn’t over yet! The next day, we went to an extraordinary place in nature called the 7 Lakes of Rila. 

Bulgaria had already completely won my heart with her unique personality and people. 

One of the things I loved about it is that being in Bulgaria feels like stepping into another time. 

In the city, it felt like going back decades. In the villages, it felt like a hundred years. It felt like time travel!

To reach our destination, we crossed a pristine forest of majestic trees. The air was crisp and pure, and the landscape we encountered was of a primordial beauty that blew my mind away.

As we hiked and met each lake, one by one, until the final peak and seventh lake, I felt myself silently pilgrimaging across another world. A metaphorical body that could represent the soul of earth, the soul of the universe, or my own soul and her vast journey. They all converged in this most magical of places.

Sophia as the soul of earth spoke to me with a language that cannot be described but can felt in the body, for each of us. And for me, there was a transmission for my spiritual path that I would journey with for years, as it slowly unfolded its gifts and secrets.

Years later, in my research, I came upon Bulgaria’s connection to the Cathars and the Grail lineage. It all made sense, as the land vibrated so strongly with the frequency of these lineages of love.

Bulgaria imbued me with a felt experience of sacred union I’ll never forget. And she gave me the map to what I needed to heal in myself to receive and embody this reality in my life.

As if the land somehow remained untouched, it still said, quietly and assuredly: “The heart of primordial earth is a love that is paradise. Sacred union is the frequency of earth’s dreaming, an eden we find inside, and all around us with a slight shift in perception. Come inside to the womb of your soul, and you’ll glide down a secret path to the love you dream of.“

I had met Sophia in her form as a personified being, and in her form as the consciousness of earth. This time marked a turning point in my path, and I returned strengthened with a knowing in my body of what was possible for myself and for each of us, when we trust our deepest instinct, and where it calls us to venture.