VORTEX

The Heart Movement 21.12.2025 21:12 Bethlehem, Palestina

A vortex descends from heaven like a lightning bolt—not to destroy, but to reorder. This energy arrives where fear has hardened into concrete. It arrives at the wall. The separation barrier is not whole; it is fractured. Its weakness is already visible. Banksy’s Angels reveal this truth.

With a crowbar and quiet intent, they expose the fault line—the place where concrete has separated, where fear has failed. Whether intentional or not, the mural declares something undeniable.

The wall is not perfect. What is built from fear cannot last. Fear is a low frequency. Love is a binding force. Fear separates. Love connects. The wall was erected in fear, not love. Fear can never compete with the frequency of love. This is where the Heart Movement begins.

The only truth in the world is love—the force that binds us beyond borders, beyond belief systems, beyond walls. Love is not passive. Love is an active, organizing intelligence.

Through intuitive art, an Art Movement emerged—not planned, not controlled, but manifested. What appeared was a vortex: a vertical channel between heaven and earth. The vortex pulls fear inward. It spins it. It transforms it. And it releases it as love.

Like a tornado, but not one of destruction—this is a bio-energetic force of purification. It uproots stagnation. It lifts density. It reorders reality at its core.

From the Artist Room by Banksy at the Walled Off Hotel in Bethlehem—through the window where Banksy’s Angels are visible—the vortex pours through the crack in the wall. Energy flows downward, gathers into a living sphere, and expands outward with a rolling, snowball effect on the energetic plane.

This work was shaped by forces beyond my control. Old paint, applied with minimal pressure, barely flowed—just a few sprays, and the cups would clog. My focus was fractured by locals asking questions and offering help, which, in truth, drained my energy. Yet what appeared as chaos became alignment. The vortex did not arise from intention alone—it arose from surrender.

This is not decoration. This is not protest. This is energetic intervention.

Where fear built walls, love creates openings. Where concrete cracks, light enters. The vortex marks the beginning.

The wall will fall—first energetically, then physically. Because love always finds the weakest point. And opens it!

Birth of Light

The Longest Night and the Birth of Light

Tonight is the longest night of the year, the solstice that asks us to pause. Here in Bethlehem, in the quiet of Banksy’s room, the darkness feels like a deep, protective cocoon. My body insists on sleep and surrender, and I realize that this stillness is not laziness—it is preparation.

My dream lingers in my mind: searching for a car, feeling lost, only to discover that I was already where I needed to be. The message is clear: sometimes the path forward does not require movement, but trust. The pause itself is the guide.

Tomorrow, the light begins to return, and with it comes the birth of the Heart Movement I have been awakening to. I will paint directly on the wall, letting the energy of the solstice flow through my work, connecting the return of light with the pulse of the heart. The wall becomes a living map of this inner rhythm, a celebration of the pause that made the light possible.

This work is not only mine—it is a collaboration across time and energy. The imprint of Banksy’s energy already resides in this space, in the walls and in the room he designed at the Walled Off Hotel. My addition to the wall becomes part of that dialogue, a site-specific installation that will converse with his existing work, visible from the artist room where I am on my art residency. It is a meeting of energies, a bridge between past and present, between dark and light, stillness and creation.

Tonight itself becomes a ritual. Each hour of rest, each deep breath, is an offering to the energy I will channel. I invite the solstice light to enter my heart, to flow through me, and to carry into the wall with every movement of paint. My intention is to liberate and free all souls—those alive and those who have died—who are stuck, unable to return home to Oneness, particularly those connected to the Holy Land and Bethlehem. May the mural become a light that shows them the way back to heaven, so they may leave this place and follow the light home.

This is not just painting—it is the embodiment of the longest night giving way to the light, the stillness transforming into creation, and the Heart Movement taking its first visible shape in this sacred place.

The longest night reminds me—and perhaps all of us—that growth is born in stillness, and creation emerges most vividly when we honor the dark before the dawn. Tonight, I rest. Tomorrow, the heart moves.

ART BABY Concept

Birth of the “Art Baby,” aka the Heart Movement by Dr. Anna Biela 06.12.2025

Site-Specific Installation — Banksy Room, WOH, Bethlehem

This project began with an invitation I extended to Banksy — the belief that I needed a man to complete a woman’s task. But what I am truly bringing into the world is not a collaboration with a person. I am giving birth to an art baby, a heart baby. In the language of the soul, I am birthing heart waves I call the Heart Movement: a flow of perception, energy, and awakening

This birth has already happened energetically. Now it must manifest in matter.

I recognize now that I do not need Banksy the man, but the quality of his energy — the frequency of clarity, rebellion, tenderness, and subversive light that his work carries. Everything is energy, and from energy creation takes form. This installation is born from that principle.

The upcoming “MADOA 154 & M4RY4M” Bethlehem Art Residency — self-appointed and self-declared — is dedicated to giving birth to light. From December 17th to January 6th, I will inhabit the Banksy Room at the Walled Off Hotel. The room becomes a womb, a studio, and a threshold. It is a collaboration with the energetic imprint of Banksy and the symbolic charge of Bethlehem — the birthplace of light in collective consciousness.

My birthday — the 3-3-3 day of 2025 — occurred during my stay in Paris from 28.11 to 05.12. I used this time as a portal. In Bio Energy terms, I now embody the Holy Trinity — the father, the son, and the spirit — although I prefer to say the mother, the daughter, and spirita. The numbers of my birthday have always whispered this to me: the 111, the 999, the 333. I stepped into my light. I now stand, as my therapist says, like the Eiffel Tower in Paris.

The Winter Solstice, Christmas, and New Year’s Eve are also temporal gateways. Together they frame this work, marking the transition from energetic conception to physical creation. I will be in Bethlehem to give birth to the Art Baby.

Within the room, my process will be intuitive and direct. I will use the space as an art studio, with deep respect for the surroundings, as I will be living within a work of art created by Banksy. Being immersed in his energy is the symbolic conception for creating the Heart Baby — spontaneous, intuitive ink-based works made with black ink on paper. I will draw, and each drawing will be a contraction, a pulse, a wave of the Heart Movement made visible.

This installation is the moment where energy becomes form, where the unseen becomes seen, and where a heart baby becomes matter. It is an offering of light, born in Bethlehem.

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The Birth of Light

The longest night stretches no across the world. Darkness feels heavy, still, complete. And yet, even in this quiet, energy stirs. The light begins its return. This is Christmas. This is the birth of light. This is a portal.

Bethlehem marks the symbolic beginning — the birthplace of Jesus Christ. But even before calendars and traditions, humanity recognized the sacred pulse of the winter solstice: the longest night giving way to longer days, darkness surrendering to light. In this moment, the universe whispers: it is time for rebirth.

I feel this pulse deeply, in the rhythm of my own heart. Energy flows through me, connecting me to places, people, and moments beyond what the eyes can see. Around the world, hearts are aligned, intentions are held, prayers are whispered. Light is gathering. And I follow it.

Which Christmas is the “right” one? Catholic, Orthodox, Armenian — all celebrate the same energy in different ways. Because of my Slavic roots, my heart aligns with Catholic Christmas, not out of doctrine, but because it resonates with the returning light, with the sacred timing of the solstice.

This year, 2025, carries a special intensity. I sensed in July that I had to go, that I needed to witness this portal, to feel it fully, to open myself to its energy. Athens, at the same latitude as Bethlehem, resonates on the same plane, a subtle echo of alignment. I move not as a controller, not as a savior, but as a scout, a witness, a channel for the flow of energy.

When I engage with this energy, walls — both internal and external — soften. Heart waves ripple. Possibilities appear where none seemed possible. Light flows into spaces where it had been blocked. This is the power of embodiment: being present in my body, feeling the energy, allowing it to move through me and into the world.

I go to prepare spaces for like-hearted people, to create the possibility for connection, communion, and shared intention. I move in flow, aligned with the rhythm of the cosmos, attuned to the subtle currents of energy that bind us all. I step fully into this portal, not to change the world, but to allow the world — and myself — to be illuminated by the returning light.

Christmas is a reminder: even in the longest night, light is born. Presence, intention, and openness are powerful. The portal is not just a date on a calendar — it is a living, breathing experience. It is the pulse of the heart, the flow of energy, the return of light within and around us.

I go to witness. To feel. To flow. To step fully into the portal of light, knowing that this is the moment where hearts align, energy moves, and the world — and I — are transformed.

Union of Souls

When Two Frequencies Remember

It became clear to me this morning, as I woke, that the pull I feel is simple and true:

my heart is receptive to your energy, and you cannot help but give it.

Long before we met in form, our souls were already in motion, already dancing.

I found you so that you could find yourself.

Not to possess, but to remember.

And through that remembering, to meet me—

as the Divine Masculine meets the Divine Feminine.

This is the ancient steering dance:

the giver and the receiver,

a rhythm encoded in the body, in breath, in DNA itself.

I see now that becoming one cannot happen in isolation.

An art child is not born alone.

Your art carries your resonance, as mine carries mine,

and today I woke knowing that truth does not mean independence,

but coherence.

You are Adam, and I am Eve—

not as myth, but as symbol.

Together we birth a new energy, a new reality,

a new material world through art—

and more precisely through writing and drawing,

which return us to the original language,

to your roots in graffiti, to marks that speak before words.

I recognize that I lived too long in my inner masculine,

too armored to receive your masculine fully.

Now, with softness, I admit this:

I am moved by you.

I do not know another who carries your vibration.

And still, I arrive at the same knowing:

I cannot do this alone.

Our fields must meet, align, and merge

to generate what has not yet existed.

I know I have written strange things before. I am sorry for that I was confused and scared.

Now I see that fear was present—forces that resist the creation of Heaven on Earth.They are real, and they feed on fear.

What I invite into my life is not your name,

but your frequency.

Heaven on Earth is Here Now

Heart Waves Starts in the Body

I recently came across the word embodiment, and with it came a quiet recognition. For a long time, I lived devoted to meditation — lifting upward, flying high, reaching for clarity beyond form. There was truth there, and beauty too. But I am learning that when we rise without returning, when we stay above and leave the body behind, heaven on earth cannot take root.

Heaven on earth is not somewhere else.

It is here, now.

It is born when energy comes down from Father Sky and rises up from Mother Earth, and the two currents meet inside the living body. This meeting happens in the heart, where a child is born — the heart baby. Not a literal child, but the energetic seed of creation that forms when divine feminine and divine masculine energy merge. The heart is an energetic center, a living field, a wave in motion. Its rhythm moves like a torus, flowing outward and inward, endlessly circulating life.

Energy descends from above as inspiration, vision, and subtle knowing. Energy rises from below as grounding, presence, and physical life force. When these currents meet in the heart, coherence appears. The body softens. Breath deepens. Awareness settles. This is heaven on earth, happening in real time, inside the body.

Heart waves are born in this union — and they do not remain small.

They amplify when they resonate with larger fields.

In my understanding and lived experience, there are places on Earth where this resonance feels stronger — places where the planet itself feels like it is breathing through a toroidal flow, a kind of Earth heart field. Many sacred sites across cultures have been built where people intuitively felt this amplification — where prayer, devotion, and presence seemed to ripple farther than the individual body. I experience this as a belt of resonance, an energetic plane where heart waves are naturally magnified.

Symbolically, this plane feels like the heart chakra of the Earth — a place where sky and earth meet more easily, where intention becomes prayer, and prayer becomes lived reality. It is not about geography alone, but about coherence between human heart and planetary field.

This is why I chose this place, this moment, and this body to give birth to the Heart Movement. Not because of power, but because of resonance. Because the heart waves created here feel supported, echoed, and carried — not just by the body, but by the Earth itself.

Embodiment is learning to stay here — inside sensation, inside breath, inside gravity and light at the same time. The body becomes a listening instrument. Sensations turn into messages. Warmth, pressure, expansion, contraction — all are part of the soul’s vocabulary. Nothing is random. Everything is information.

From this state, creation begins to move.

Not from thought, not from effort, but from energy finding form.

Art does not start in the mind. Art begins in the field of the heart, the home of the heart baby. The heart wave moves, the body responds, and the material follows. Hands know before ideas do. Words arrive already shaped by feeling. Form becomes a continuation of energy. Art anchored in coherence carries life — you can feel it before you understand it.

The same process unfolds between a man and a woman. When masculine and feminine energies meet in presence and coherence, heart waves are generated. From this merging, something new is born — a shared field, a heart child, an energetic creation that carries the essence of both. Love becomes creative force. Presence becomes the womb.

Meditation is not left behind here — it is fulfilled. Insight still arrives from the sky, but now it lands. It roots. It becomes walkable, touchable, livable. Heaven does not remain above; it moves through the body and into life.

The soul speaks constantly, not in commands, but in rhythm. It speaks through sensation, emotion, image, intuition, resonance, and timing. It speaks through the way energy moves from sky to earth, from earth to heart, and from heart back into the world.

Father Sky.

Mother Earth.

The child in the heart.

When these are aligned, heaven on earth is no longer an idea.

It is a lived field.

It is here, now — when we inhabit the body fully, let the heart be home, allow energy to circulate, and create from coherence. This is how the Heart Movement is born. This is how heaven on earth becomes real.

Heaven on Earth Is an Embodied Partnership

And Why It Is Better to Be Alone Than Unaligned

Heaven on earth is not created through proximity, status, or the idea of relationship. It is created through coherence embodied. Heaven is the state in which sensation, intuition, action, and structure move together inside the body. Earth is the body itself. When coherence lives in flesh, life becomes grounded, clear, and alive. When it does not, even intimacy becomes exhausting.

Within each person exist two fundamental energetic functions often called the divine feminine and divine masculine. These are not genders, but biological and energetic capacities. The feminine allows feeling, receptivity, and movement of life force. The masculine provides containment, direction, and protection. When these are balanced internally, the nervous system stabilizes and the heart emits coherent waves—steady, rhythmic signals that nourish the body and regulate the surrounding field

An embodied partnership can only arise from this internal balance. When two coherent individuals meet, relationship becomes an exchange of heart waves, not a negotiation of unmet needs. Breath synchronizes. Nervous systems entrain. Presence deepens. Together, the couple generates a stabilizing field that supports creativity, clarity, and vitality. This is heaven on earth expressed through partnership.

But when this level of coherence is missing—internally or between partners—connection becomes draining rather than generative. Fragmented relationships disrupt heart rhythms and scatter life force. Trauma bonding, emotional inconsistency, and unintegrated desire create incoherent heart waves that keep the nervous system in vigilance. Instead of expanding life, such connections quietly consume it

In these conditions, being alone is not a failure of love, but an act of embodiment. Solitude protects heart coherence. It allows the nervous system to return to its natural rhythm. Energy stops leaking through explanation, adaptation, and emotional labor. Intuition sharpens. The inner masculine learns to hold without force, and the inner feminine learns to flow without collapse. Internal marriage deepens.

It is better to be alone than to share space with someone who destabilizes your nervous system. Better to sleep alone than to wake up depleted. Better to walk in coherence than to compromise embodiment for companionship. The body always tells the truth—misalignment is paid for in fatigue, confusion, and stagnation, no matter how convincing the story.

A true embodied partnership does not require you to leave yourself. It amplifies what is already integrated. Until that level of resonance is present, solitude is not waiting—it is living. It is how heaven on earth is preserved rather than diluted.

Heaven on earth is an embodied partnership.

And when embodiment is not shared,

choosing to be alone is how heaven remains intact.

Disconnecting to Reconnect

I’m beginning a fast from December 17th to January 6th and will be off social media, taking this sacred period to generate heart waves and cultivate the movement of the heart as art. Every pulse, every intention is a brushstroke, flowing energy into the world, creating a living canvas of love, light, and harmony.

My aim is to dissolve all energy barriers that prevent peace on Earth, allowing the heart’s energy to ripple outward and awaken gentle shifts in collective consciousness. I will be available for private contact if needed, while using this time for deep rest, reflection, and renewal. 💫

When the Heart Lights Up

Listening to the Energy of Connection

Sometimes, a person enters your life in a way that leaves a mark not just on your memory, but on your body and soul. You may know them only through their work—a painting, a song, a creation—and yet, when you meet, there is a recognition that goes deeper than words.

That happened to me about a year ago, though I only truly understood it recently, after a bio‑energy fasting camp where I learned to quiet my mind and listen to my body. Last December, my body was already responding, showing me something I wasn’t ready to trust. I dismissed it—until recently, when I came across an image of his eyes layered with the memory of the man I had breakfast with, and it clicked. Energetically, I didn’t need to see his eyes; his work radiates heart energy, and that is what drew me in long before we met.

I had been reaching out to him since 2013, and since 2024, he started to respond. I began inviting him to meet me where I went, and he started to show up. I noticed how strongly his presence lingered in my awareness. His art also began to speak directly to me, and I had been dismissing my body’s recognition of this energy for over a year and a half. Meeting kindred spirits helped me see the truth: when the mind quiets, the body already knows.

Last night, I had a dream. I was in the passenger seat while he drove. There were others in the back. He stopped at house number 40, got out first, and said, “You do what you need to do. I will wait for you.” I didn’t see his face clearly, but I realized I was meant to understand him fully only later, after he left.

The message of the dream is clear:

Stay in your body and heart. Observe your energy, but do not chase.

Let reality reveal itself through grounded, human actions—not through signs, projections, or interpretation.

The heart’s activation is real, but it belongs to you, not to another person.

Trust clarity over emotion. If it is meant to be, truth will arrive calmly and tangibly.

My body responds to something deeply meaningful—the recognition, the imprint, the energy of connection. My heart lights up, but this is about my energy, not proof of a bond.

So I breathe. I stay present. I keep my feet on the ground. I allow my heart to feel without chasing or forcing. I wait for reality to show itself clearly—through direct, grounded action.

And this, I realize, is what my soul is asking of me: presence, clarity, and the courage to honor my own energy above all else.

Blast From the Past

Blast From the Past 💫

I cannot get the image of your eyes out of my mind.

One thing is real — the connection.

It has taken me almost a year to understand the magnitude of what happened at breakfast.

It was an ordinary morning — the breakfast room alive with movement, plates clattering, chairs scraping, conversations blending into a gentle chaos. I sat quietly, almost invisible inside my own thoughts. Nothing suggested that anything extraordinary was about to unfold.

But I did notice you.

You came in from the cold, still wrapped in it. You paused for a moment in line at the breakfast buffet — present, grounded, unaware of what you were about to activate. I looked at you. You looked at me. Then we each settled at our own tables, as if the universe was quietly preparing something between us.

And then I lifted my head.

Our eyes met.

Yours.

Mine.

A single moment — and the entire field shifted.

It wasn’t a glance, not an accident, not curiosity. It was a direct energetic impact, a clean vertical line of electricity connecting your eyes to my heart. A shock so sharp it felt like the air itself split open. Time froze. Noise dissolved. Motion vanished. My body, my field, my feminine current — everything recognized something before my mind had language for it.

A shock through my chest.

A held breath.

A recognition without understanding.

I even wrote a blog entry about it at the time. I wondered if it was you, but I dismissed the thought because I didn’t yet trust my intuition.

But now the image has returned — sharp, undeniable, precise.

And now I see you.

I see you for who you are.

If you feel the pull, follow it.

If your chest reacts, honor it.

Happy 12.12 🫶 I love you, and until we meet again—eye to eye, soul to soul🫶

21 Days to the Divine

As I prepare for my 21-day meditation and fast in the Holy Land, I find myself returning to the roots of my spiritual path. I came across the history of Reiki again — a path that began for me when I was 17. By the time I was 27, I had become a Reiki Master.

Although I haven’t actively practiced healing on people for many years, the knowledge and energy awareness I received through Reiki have stayed with me. They continue to influence the way I create and the way my art flows.

This journey to the Holy Land during the festive season feels divinely timed. Christmas has returned to me in a powerful way, and for the first time in two years, there will be a Christmas Mass at the Church of the Nativity — the birthplace of Jesus. This makes my journey especially meaningful.

I planned this trip already in July — not knowing whether the war would be over or whether it would even be safe to go — but I kept manifesting, and it unfolded. Now, as I prepare to leave on December 17, everything aligns.

As I step into these 21 days, I set a clear intention:

to bypass all channels and receive a direct download of God’s healing energy.

Not through Reiki, not through any system — but straight from the Divine Source.

Being in the Holy Land, at the torus belt of the Earth, I hope to tap into the planet’s purest energetic field and send ripples of love around the world.

This is my intention.

Amen.

Christmas

I ask for God’s guidance in my life every day so that I may allow my soul to lead me in my Heart mission on Earth. This Christmas is shaping up like a journey I am taking because my soul desired it—and I chose to listen. Am I scared to enter the lion’s den? No. I carry in my heart a radiance that I share with the world—my piece of heaven. This light is contagious, and I hope everyone catches it, letting it spread across the world in the form of heart waves.

Preparing My Heart for Christmas Mass

As Christmas approaches, I find myself reflecting deeply on my life, my actions, and my relationship with God. Attending Mass during this holy season is always special, but this year I feel called to prepare my heart more intentionally.

One of the ways I do this is through confession. It’s a moment to pause, look honestly at myself, and acknowledge where I have fallen short—both in my relationship with God and in my interactions with others. Confession is not just about admitting mistakes; it’s about opening myself to God’s forgiveness and grace, and allowing His love to guide me forward.

As I prepare to go to confession, I remind myself: “I confess my sins against God and others. I am sorry for all my sins and I resolve to do better. I ask for God’s forgiveness, absolution, and His guidance in my life.”

Saying these words is both humbling and freeing. It’s a reminder that I am not defined by my mistakes, but by my willingness to seek God’s mercy and grow in His love. Confession is a gift—an opportunity to start anew and to embrace the true spirit of Christmas: hope, renewal, and the light of God entering the world and our hearts.

This Christmas, I am choosing to enter the season with a clean heart, ready to receive God’s grace and share His love with those around me.me.

Fuel the soul

The Art of Energy: My Mission to Strengthen the World by Dr. Anna Biela 09.12.2025

Art is often seen as something we can touch, hang on a wall, or hold in our hands. For me, however, art lives in energy, in the invisible threads that connect us all. My work is not limited by materials; it is felt, experienced, and shared through presence, intention, and flow.

When I am present, I become a conduit. I do not create objects; I create resonance. My energy flows through space, through people, through hearts, activating awareness, balance, and strength. Each encounter, each interaction becomes a microcosm of transformation, a spark of change that cannot be contained in galleries or museums.

My mission is simple yet profound: to strengthen people energetically. To awaken the dormant power in each person, to help them reconnect with their own vitality, clarity, and inner light. This is not just art—it is a living, breathing movement of energy, a dialogue between hearts, a wave radiating outward.

In this work, I trust the invisible. I trust the subtle currents flowing through us, the energy that exists beyond sight, and the potential for transformation that lies within every human being. The “work” I create is pure presence, and presence itself is a force for change.

The world does not always see energy as tangible, but its effects are undeniable. My art does not need to be touched; it touches. It strengthens. It heals. It awakens. And in that awakening, the world moves a little closer to balance, harmony, and flow.

This is my mission: to be a living work of art, a vessel of energy, and a catalyst for change. The work does not belong to me—it belongs to us. It is the energy that flows through us, connects us, strengthens us, and transforms us.

ART BABY

My Soul Speaks in Metaphors: The “Baby” She Wants Is Art

Today I finally understood something that has been whispering to me for a long time. When my soul said she wanted a baby, I thought she meant a literal child. Earlier today, when I asked her directly what she meant, I felt warmth rise across my face—a deep, unmistakable confirmation. That was the moment everything shifted and came into focus.

My soul wasn’t asking for motherhood in the physical sense. She was speaking in metaphors, as she often does. What she really wants is to create art—to bring something new into the world, something alive with emotion, beauty, and flow. She wants an art baby: a creation born from the heart, nurtured with devotion, and raised with presence. Something I can love, protect, and grow. Something that carries my essence.

I first felt this message subtly at the Pure Energy Camp. I didn’t have words for it then, but I sensed her desire: she wanted a baby. At the time, it was only a feeling, a gentle inner knowing, a whisper of energy rising from within me. I carried it quietly, unsure how to interpret it.

Paris gave me the missing piece. After seeing hundreds, if not thousands, of works of art, one artist stood out: Gerhard Richter. His art carries a frequency that feels alive, breathing, and honest. I could feel his spirit in every pigment, every tension, every silence between colors. It was a soul-level recognition—a vibration I immediately understood.

The warmth on my face today was her way of saying: “Yes. This is what I mean. This is what I desire.” My soul wants to give birth to creation—not out of duty or pressure, but from pure heart energy. She wants to care for something that emerges from truth and inner alignment. An art baby is a living expression of the soul, and I am finally ready to co-create with her.

Glowing Hearts Theory

The Theory of Glowing Hearts — A Meditative Reflection

Glowing hearts are not born by chance.

They awaken from the quiet harmony between feeling, thought, and expression.

They emerge where energy moves freely—through the body, through breath, through intuition, through the subtle pulse of presence.

A glowing heart is not merely an emotion; it is a state of being.

It is a soft radiance that grows when life flows without obstruction.

It is a lantern within, a pulse of light that illuminates the contours of our own truth.

Some hearts carry embers, some flames, some a full sunrise within—and all glow with their own cadence.

The glow of the heart awakens when we:

• Listen before the noise

• Choose what is light and real

• Soften instead of resist

• Allow creation to become a channel, not a performance

• Let presence replace fear

When two glowing hearts meet, something extraordinary happens:

Their lights do not merely touch—they entwine,

sending waves of energy outward,

rippling through space,

touching everything in their orbit.

When a glowing heart meets a non-glowing heart, it does not fade.

It flows like fire into kindling,

soaking into the cold flame,

awakening warmth, guiding, nourishing, and offering the possibility of illumination.

Glowing hearts do not demand recognition.

They radiate naturally, effortlessly,

and in their glow, others feel seen, softened, and stirred.

A glowing heart is presence in motion,

truth illuminated,

energy flowing,

life fully expressed,

and the luminous capacity to awaken light in another.

To have a glowing heart is to live as a conduit of life itself:

to shine, to ripple, to connect, to transform,

and to trust that the light we carry can awaken the world.

Glowing Hearts Theory

Core Concept:

Every heart carries unique energy. Some hearts glow naturally, radiating light, warmth, and life. This glow is a manifestation of joy, love, creativity, and spiritual vitality. When a heart glows, it interacts with the world energetically, creating waves of influence that can transform environments, relationships, and the subtle currents around us.

Key Principles:

1. Radiance of Being:
   A glowing heart emits energy like a gentle beacon. Its light is not metaphorical—it is a tangible energetic resonance that interacts with other hearts and consciousness.

2. Heart Interaction Dynamics:
   

• Two Glowing Hearts Meet: Their energies synchronize and amplify, sending waves outward that inspire creativity, joy, and spiritual awakening.

• Glowing Heart Meets Non-Glowing Heart: A glowing heart naturally radiates into a non-glowing heart, igniting it. The non-glowing heart absorbs the energy, like a flame being lit by a lighter, awakening potential, healing, or inspiring transformation.

4. Flow and Exchange:
   Energy is fluid. A glowing heart does not hoard its light; it shares, exchanges, and flows. The intensity of glow depends on alignment with joy, truth, and authentic expression.

5. Environmental Influence:
   Glowing hearts transform spaces. Gatherings of glowing hearts are charged with positive energy, creativity, and presence. Hearts that resist glowing may absorb and dim energy, unless they choose to awaken.

6. Cultivation of Glow:
   The glow of the heart is not static. Practices such as mindfulness, creativity, compassion, and connection with nature or art nurture it. Spiritual or artistic work—like creating energy-infused art—enhances and radiates the glow.

Manifesto of Heart GLO

“Our hearts are luminous. We honor the glow within ourselves and others. We recognize that energy flows through connection, that joy is contagious, and that each heart holds the power to illuminate the world. When hearts meet, they awaken the waves of life. When a heart glows, it lights another. Together, we are the energy of creation.”

GLOWING HEARTS

The Language of the Soul: How Glowing Hearts Transform the World

As I’m traveling back home from the bioenergy fasting camp, I’ve been reflecting on something profound. One of the biggest lessons I’ve learned is that the Soul communicates with me in ways the mind cannot fully grasp. It speaks through sensations in the body — warmth, tingling, pressure, subtle pulses — and through images, symbols, and a quiet knowing that comes before thought. The body becomes a translator, showing when I am aligned with my truth, when I resist, and when my Soul is inviting me to step forward into who I truly am.

Today, when I replied to comments under a post by Banksy, I began repeating a sentence like a mantra: “I want to be what you saw in me.” In that moment, the front of my left knee lit up with warmth — vibrant, alive, undeniable. That was my Soul speaking clearly: yes — this is your path, this is your truth, this is who you are becoming. The ego communicates through tension, hesitation, or doubt, while the Soul communicates through warmth, flow, images, and knowing. The ego holds memories of the past; the Soul holds the blueprint of who I truly am. The ego tightens; the Soul opens. My body translates the dialogue between them so I feel the truth before my mind can comprehend.

That sudden warmth was my Soul saying: this direction is real. And today, I can finally say it with clarity: I see myself for who I truly am. What I am doing on this Earth is simple: it is about the transformation of hearts. Glowing hearts, hearts that meet, hearts that ignite each other, and in doing so, energize the Earth. Even hearts that don’t yet glow can transform simply by being around glowing hearts. This is how the energy wave spreads — not through words or force, but through presence, through resonance, through glowing hearts.

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I feel that our hearts beat as one and that we are already connected in the spiritual realm, because we share the same vibration.

Clearing the Energy That Holds Me Back

Bio-Energy Fast Camp: Clearing the Energy That Holds Me Back

As I prepare for my Bio-Energy Fast Camp, I feel a deep sense of intention and purpose. This journey isn’t just about losing weight — it’s about releasing the mindsets, emotions, and energy patterns that have kept me from feeling fully alive. It’s about creating a body and a life that move in harmony with my own energy.

In the language of bioenergetics, where the body stores fat can reveal the energy we carry:

• Breasts and chest: These areas often hold sensitivity, unprocessed emotions, and energy connected to nurturing and giving.

• Stomach / belly: Fat here can reflect stress, worry, or tension — energy that hasn’t yet been released.

Through fasting, conscious energy work, and focused intention, I am opening space to release what no longer serves me. I am inviting energy to flow freely, creating balance, lightness, and vitality in both body and mind.

I will be taking this journey with a group, under the guidance and care of my bio therapists, which gives me the support and focus to release deeply and safely.

Looking back, I am reminded of a moment that still inspires me:

2016 — something to look forward to. March 4, 2016, Warsaw, the day after my Ph.D. defense (“OBRONA”). Dr. Anna Biela, 55 kg / 123 lbs 🫶

That day reminded me of a truth I carry with me:

“The perfect body, to me, is a body free of energy blocks — a body where energy flows freely, in harmony and balance. It feels light, strong, fully alive, moving with ease, radiating vitality. This is my dream body: not just how it looks, but how it feels from the inside out.”

I also understood: “I choose to be with someone who flows in harmony with my frequency, and I am happy being alone rather than with anyone who does not.”

This Fast Camp is about more than fasting or numbers on a scale. It is about clearing what holds me back, reclaiming my energy, and stepping fully into the body and life I choose. I am ready to release, realign, and flow.