Ascension...

Unique Perspectives: Ascension...

By Kim Stevens

Ascension.

I love that word. Especially lately.

I’ve been immersed in books about the Archangels and Ascended Masters, diving deep into visualization, feeling more connected than ever. To them, to us, to all of it.

You may remember when I shared about the time my Guardian Angel appeared to me during an angel meditation… or the vision I had of my celestial workshop on a crystal mountain, complete with director’s chairs. I still adore that imagery. That’s actually why I call my home office my workshop.

It’s where I write these weekly reflections. It’s where I feel magic. It’s where anything feels possible.

Lately, when I sit in my chair in this sacred space, I get goosebumps… especially on my back and the crown of my head. I’ve always noticed goosebumps as a sign: a nudge from the Universe to pay attention. A confirmation of alignment. Energy I can feel.

Thanks to my yoga background, I know the crown chakra is our connection to the Divine. So when I feel that tingling at the top of my head, I smile. Because I know: something’s coming through.

When I was on a solo retreat in Sedona a few years ago, the medicine woman guiding me called it a download. A message from the Universe. I loved that term and I’ve held onto it. That’s what I believe is happening in those moments: a Divine download. From Spirit. From my angels. From something infinitely loving and wise.

And the more I tune in, the more I remember: The unknowable is knowable. The infinite is accessible. We are never, ever alone.

This is why a meditation practice is so powerful. It opens the doorway to the stars, to my Higher Self, to the part of me that exists beyond the physical.

And what I’ve come to notice is that this experience doesn’t just happen in solitude. It happens when I’m with people too. I’ll get a flash, a lightbulb, a download, an insight to share or a gentle push toward what’s next. And it doesn’t feel like I thought of it. It feels like it came through me.

When I’m in that space, I feel connected to the Truth of Who I Am. It’s personal. Sacred. Like a quiet relationship I have with the All Knowing. A relationship I can trust. It doesn’t always make sense at first. But if I give it space, the perfection of it is often revealed to me.

My word for this year is Rise. To ascend. To expand. To reach for the Higher within myself and all around me.

It feels divinely timed that this is the message coming through as we head into Easter weekend. I was born on Good Friday, and that’s always felt significant to me—like a quiet thread tying me to the deeper meaning of this season. A few months ago, I wrote about how the soul always longs to rise. No matter what. The soul is never defeated. It’s always seeking the next expansion, the next remembering, the next return to light.

What that looks like may be different for each of us. But at the heart of it, I believe there is always an element of hope…

Happy Easter.