I never imagined I’d be sharing this. But here I am—alive, grateful, and certain that I’m here because God willed it.

It all began with what seemed like a simple invitation from Rev. T. Aisa to learn more about naturopathy. That path led me to meet Dr. Beth Micaller. From there, divine orchestration started to unfold. God placed people in my life as vessels of warning and wisdom—one of them was Dr. Elizabeth Oropesa, whom I met through Dr. Jo. I initially thought I was there to learn about astral travel, but God clearly had other plans.

Instead of ethereal journeys, I received a powerful message: that my heart was weakening—both energetically and physically.

Around the same time, Saturn was exiting my 6th house at 29° Pisces—a critical and karmic degree, often representing the end of a long cycle. It was a learning I needed, one that couldn’t be skipped or delayed. I had overextended myself, pouring endlessly into others and neglecting the temple that housed my spirit—my physical body.

That warning became an eye-opener. A sacred whisper that came just in time—for me to experience the wake-up call but still survive to tell the story.

I did what I knew best. I turned to crystals and Reiki, the healing modalities I’ve long trusted. I called in my guardian angels, asked the Archangels to surround and protect me. I invited the Holy Spirit to fill my entire being with divine light. And yet—I was still challenged by the physical. My spirit was strong, but my body was catching up.

Then it happened.

My Supraventricular Tachycardia (SVT) was triggered. And I believe with all my heart—it was God’s way of getting me to the hospital. It stopped just a few blocks before we reached the ER, but I knew I still had to go. That pause wasn’t a green light to turn back—it was a divine nudge to move forward.

At the ER, a perceptive doctor sensed something deeper was going on and took my case as critical, despite my heart rhythm having temporarily calmed. The tests revealed the truth: my heartbeat was no longer sinus; it was chaotic. My blood pressure had peaked. I wasn’t just experiencing an SVT—I was having a heart attack.

Everything escalated rapidly. Doctors and nurses surrounded me—it felt like a scene from a hospital drama. I could see the concern in their eyes, feel the urgency in their hands. And yet… I was calm. I knew God was with me. I could feel the angels surrounding me. If there were no monitors, I would’ve thought I was fine—I felt no pain. Just peace.

One of the cardiologists prayed over me. Imagine that—a doctor declaring that only God could save me. Rare and humbling.

God’s hand continued to move. Our HMO assigned the hospital’s top cardiologist to my case. He wasn’t physically present, but he led the entire team remotely with precision and confidence. Meanwhile, I continued to pray the Lord’s Prayer. I activated the Archangel Seal of Protection and called on Archangels Michael, Raphael, Gabriel, Uriel, Metatron, and Sandalphon to surround me in every direction. I asked Archangel Chamuel to tend to my heart. I blanketed myself in the Silver Violet Flame.

I was taken to the Coronary Care Unit—a specialized ICU for heart patients—and stayed there for three days. For the first time, I focused all my energy on healing myself. Something I always forget to do because I’ve been too busy sending healing to others.

I believe my fast recovery wasn’t only due to the expertise of the medical team, but also because I know how to channel life force energy through my body. That is grace. That is prayer answered.

I had a heart attack… and yet, I didn’t feel like I had one. Aside from being immobile, there was little discomfort. I was held.

Warren, my husband, made it just in time from the U.S.—landing and rushing to the hospital before a major procedure. I underwent angioplasty for a blocked Left Anterior Descending (LAD) artery, often called the “widowmaker” because it supplies blood to a large portion of the heart. No wonder I had trouble taking deep breaths during meditation—this artery also plays a role in oxygenating the body by supporting the heart’s pumping function.

And here’s the funny part—I had just reviewed the LAD artery with Cerise months before. The body whispers. God speaks. We just need to listen.

They said the most painful part of the procedure would be the local anesthesia. But I never even felt that. I was already out—even with just light sedation. I woke up with the doctors telling me it was over, and it was successful.

After the procedure, the doctors were concerned that my creatinine levels would spike due to the dye used. They were hesitant to release me early. But I told them—I needed to be there for my daughter’s graduation. So, I did Reiki, I prayed, and I affirmed. My next lab results? Even better than before I was admitted. I was cleared to go.

Another thing we discovered—my body is resistant to BP medications. Despite high doses and multiple prescriptions, my blood pressure was still unstable. It made sense now why my numbers only normalized when I did the Master Cleanse or ate clean consistently. Which is why I know naturopathy will play a big role in my long-term recovery.

I know this was a divine lesson. One I had to learn the hard way. I had forgotten to care for my physical self, but I’ve been given another chance—and this time, I’m choosing balance. Not just in spirit, but in body.

This is my story—a testimony of God’s mercy, protection, and grace. A reminder that when we trust, surrender, and let God lead, miracles unfold. Everything was orchestrated by His hand—so I may experience, learn, survive… and now, share it with you.