It was 1999 when the Italian father of my then 15-month-old daughter disappeared with Karolina during a visitation from a town near Budapest and took her with him to Rome.
Have you ever collapsed to your knees screaming from pain — from the pain tearing through your heart?
Have you ever felt helpless, unable to help your crying child?
Have you ever wanted death instead of life, just so the torment would end?
Without a court decision, there was very little chance that I would get my daughter back.
That was when I first met God.
Not as if I had never heard of His existence — but I had never believed in Him.
A kind lady gave me an address. She said I would find help there on Sunday.
I was disappointed when it turned out that it was a congregation.
The pastor called forward those who were there for the first time and prayed over them. That was all.
When I got into the car, I cried out of anger.
A waste of time. No one was there…
Yet that is where it truly began.
By the time I got home an hour later, the pain had disappeared from my heart.
What’s more, I felt very light.
And it had been barely a week since the “abduction”.
In the following days, instead of 41 kilos — to which I had lost weight — the scale showed 46.
I didn’t understand how it happened, but what is certain is that my wound healed in that faith community.
From then on, for years, I went there.
God taught me, guided me, gave me spiritual gifts — for example prophecies (today they call it channelling), the gift of healings, etc.
I see — and you can see; I hear — and you can hear; I feel — and you can feel your energy through me.
I can “switch you on” in a moment to the highest divine vibration, where you can feel His presence, see the past, your previous life, etc. God will no longer be just a concept.
And this is where activation, change, healing happens.
When heaven (spirit) and earth (body) come into unity with the soul.
I only open the space and hold you there.
And I can teach you all of this as well.
Because you are capable of it too. This is yours as well —
as a believer, a non-believer, or a doubtful believer alike.
Once I was drifting with the current.
It was unfamiliar, I may even have been ashamed of my “fate”.
Today I consciously choose the infinite water.
I trust myself to it, because I have received everything to enjoy life.
You deserve it too.
In truth, it is within you and always has been. It is so simple.
You just forgot. I remember — and I remind you.
After 3.5 months, with the help of the TV, the newspapers, the Ministry of Justice, Interpol and an Italian lawyer, I was able to bring Karolina home.
