Grief. Pain. Wounds. Trauma. Sorrow. Loss. It doesn’t matter how you got them. They are a part of the human journey. I have not yet met a human who hasn’t endured at least one of these thresholds that change your life. I also know that these wounds are where your most precious treasure waits to be found, if you have the courage to cross the threshold to your very soul. It’s not fun. It hurts like hell. It’s a forced change that no one asks for. But in the midst of this pain, some of us begin having inexplicable mystical experiences - visitations, peace that surpasses understanding, downloads, synchronicities that feel like divine breadcrumbs, dreams more real than waking life, and a sudden knowing that there's so much more beyond what we can see.

I am now what I call a ‘mystical grief walker’, because in the midst of my life’s greatest pain, I have also been given my life’s most precious gift: a soul awakening into places inside of me I didn’t even know existed. I fell so deeply into the pain of grief that there was nothing left but to be caught in the arms of The Divine.

I was born a mystic. But like many who carry the light, my path took me through the dark: childhood trauma, addiction, homelessness, a suicide attempt and spiritual amnesia. My soul journey became a spiral of remembering, marked by mystical experiences, sound as salvation and art as medicine, and ultimately, after healing it all, the most profound initiation of all: grief.

In 2025, when my beloved son crossed over from the trip I begged him not to go on, because I knew, his message became the heartbeat of my life’s work:

“Momulus, you have to teach people: death is not the end. It’s the beginning. People have to wake up in the game.”

I was given Seven Sacred Pathways for grief-initiated spiritual awakening through direct communication with my son. Through these practices, coupled with practicing radical acceptance of what is and turning toward the grief, an opening emerges that connects us to our spiritual nature.

Using embodied practices of sound, intuitive art, voice, movement and meditation, you will discover how the deepest rupture becomes the most direct route to mystical consciousness and expanded awareness.

I view grief as a threshold to deeper connection with one’s Truest Self, with others, and with the world. Grief that alchemizes into love is met with reverence. It is an honor of a lifetime to step into my soul’s purpose and hold sacred circles for community, connection and creative expression, because I know what my son knows: death is not the end, it's the beginning. And every soul walking through their threshold deserves to be held, witnessed, and reminded of who they truly are:

Love is. You are that. Be only love.

And Love never dies.

Love, Rev. Dr. Joya