Magic, Miracles & Multidimensionality: Understanding the Plasmic Body

After returning from Egypt, I got an unexpected invitation to Tulum just two weeks later. It felt wild. I had just spent two weeks abroad, away from my family, investing time and money into myself. Everything in me was like, “Girl, this isn’t practical.” But everything deeper in me whispered, “You have to go.”

And so I did.

Tulum Sound Healing Sanctuary had been on my radar for years. I found it on Instagram and knew one day I’d be there. I had no idea the same person who guided my Egypt trip owned this magical cenote space. Divine timing, again.

When I got there, it was jungle, remote, sacred land. That night, there was a shamanic concert, a cacao bar (y’all know I’m obsessed), and a microdose truffle bar. I tuned into my body—took one truffle and half of another. That was it. And I was proud of myself for listening, because the night that followed was incredible.

We entered an ancient cenote, 8 million years old. Seven shamans played together in this cave—music, frequency, vibration. And I was transported. I felt like my soul intertwined with each sound. Timelines collapsed. Dimensions opened. I was home.

I’ve been told in past life readings that I was a Mayan priestess. It makes sense—something deep in me remembered. That version of me was fully alive that night.

When I returned home, I felt more activated than ever. I also knew—without a doubt—I would host a retreat there soon. Something magical wants to come through in that land.

Back in my daily life, summer was unfolding. My daughters were home, we were preparing for my youngest’s senior year, and we had a family trip to Italy planned. Last year’s attempt at Italy didn’t pan out—and it crushed me. But this year, it’s happening. Divine timing, again.

In the midst of all this, I was doing a healing session and something huge came through. I was working on a client’s tailbone, moving energy fast up her spine when the word “PLASMA” smacked me in the head. Over and over: plasma, plasma, plasma.

I hadn’t thought about plasma like this before. But I paid attention.

Since then, I’ve been deep-diving into what plasma is—from a spiritual lens. Turns out, it’s everything. The sun is plasma. The Akashic records are plasma. The cosmos, the ethers… all plasma.

And when we heal, when we release, we ignite our light body. That light—our internal heat—activates our plasma body. It’s our fourth body beyond the physical, energy, and light bodies. And it connects us to everything.

Our heart, with its electromagnetic field, plays a huge role. The more we heal, the more we open, the more this current runs through us. It’s like our fascia—which I’ve always been fascinated by. Fascia connects everything in the body. Plasma connects everything outside the body.

I’ve been playing with this new awareness in sessions. One client in Tulum reached her arm up energetically and pulled the frequency of the Akashic records into her body. It was powerful. And it confirmed everything I was sensing: we no longer need prayers or intermediaries. We are the Akashic records. We are the plasma.

As I understand this more, it all makes sense. The intensity in my sessions. The speed of healing. The multi-dimensionality I’m feeling in my body. The shifts in my digestion. I’m literally becoming plasma.

This is the new world. This is the next body we’re here to embody.

We’ve been anchoring into our light body for years. Now it’s time to activate the plasma body—the connective tissue between our soul and the cosmos.

I believe this will become more widely understood in the years to come. But right now, I’m here for it. I’m learning in real time. I’m living it. And I’m so excited to walk this path with you.