The Beginning of the Journey
Since I was flying back to Koh Jum anyway, I made a little stop in Bali.
I wanted to enjoy two more weeks of warm weather, some culture and (most of all) the Lemurian healing session that had been calling me for a while.
Near Ubud, surrounded by rice fields, a small shuttle came to pick me up and brought me to the session.
I met Laura Fredrickson around 11 am. The sun was shining, and everything felt soft and golden.
The place was one of the most beautiful I’ve ever seen—so green, peaceful, and perfectly taken care of.
It felt like a spa, but deeper. I was a little nervous but also really open.
And then, slowly and gently, the session began.
Held by Ancestors and Stones
I entered a room that looked like a small wooden temple, right in the middle of lush, green nature. It was peaceful, still and sacred.
Laura guided me through the session. She was with me the whole time, gently holding space and really seeing me.
She used different objects with care and intention and called in ancestors.
I lay down on petrified Moringa wood, surrounded by green jade, red jasper, black jade, and multi-colour jasper.
The stones were large.. big enough for any person to fully lie on. They felt powerful, yet deeply soft and grounding.
Laura gently guided me from stone to stone, connecting me with the unique wisdom of each one.
She gave me a few instruction, but only two have stayed clearly in my memory:
- What do you want to let go of?
- What do you want to manifest?
I remember sitting on the black jade, crying.
Laura came to me and held me in her arms, rocking me like a mother. I was allowed to release emotions I had long carried.
During the session, I didn’t realize how deep and real it truly was.
The Days After: Walking Between Worlds
When I said goodbye, Laura told me softly, to not speak about the session for three days.
Strangely, no one asked me about it. It was as if the session had placed an invisible boundary around me.
I couldn’t meet people afterward. I wasn’t able to.
So I walked alone through rice fields, through a small village and along a road.
At one point, I sat on the steps of a tiny temple and cried bitterly.
I watched the motorbikes speeding past like human-made monsters. So fast, so loud, so big.
I thought, with pain and shock:
Why this speed? Why this size? Why this noise?
Where is the divine? Where is the feminine? Where is the love?
I felt like a Lemurian time-traveler, unable to understand what we had done to Mother Earth.
The connection to nature became painfully clear.
We walk upon the earth, but not barefoot and with love, we stomp, we destroy.
Later, I drank coconut water, had a matcha latte, and ate something nourishing. After about two hours, I started to feel more grounded.
The strong ancestral energy, the higher-dimensional resonance, began to soften. I could slowly interact with others again.
But going back to Ubud on a motorbike wasn’t possible.
I stayed nearby—restless, overstimulated and raw.
It took days until I understood what had actually happened energetically.
The Lemurian Frequency of Love
For weeks after the session, I could feel something new in my chest—not just a pink energy but like a pink balloon floating out of my heart, tied with a string.
My higher heart had been activated.
And something even more sacred:
I entered the frequency of unconditional love—effortlessly, without fear or resistance.
I had carried deep attachment wounds and fear of closeness.
But after this session, I naturally slid into a new kind of heart energy.
One that simply loves. Without needing. Without grasping. Just love. Soft, full, and open.
So What Does Lemurian Energy Feel Like?
I would describe my state after the session like this:
I felt light, cleansed, filled with pink love, fullness, and deep contentment.
I felt relaxed, deeply relaxed—so much so that I wanted to hold onto that state in my heart, to carry it as a new way of being.
Lemurian energy feels gentle but clear. Feminine. Peaceful. Loving.
It brings us back to simplicity, to truth, to the beauty of life in connection, with the self, with others and with the Earth.
If you ever feel called to the Stone Chamber, to Laura, to the remembering it awakens: trust that call.
It may move you quietly, but it will change you forever.
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