Journal Entry :: February 1, 2026
Writing about my days and enjoying my JOurneY!
Teaser Topics
My journal entries are rarely brief. They sometimes unfold in layers. I’ll begin each post with a short teaser. Not a spoiler, but just a brief outline of what’s included. Enjoy today’s intuitive nudges, or save it for later. Tea optional but encouraged.
Third Eye Heat, Beryl and the Vibrating Candle
The 8th Foundational Stone, the 8th Floor, Seminary Road and February 6
Geese, 7:51 p.m., Massault, and the Dropped Gemstone
Shiva, March 9, 3:54 a.m. and Wands
Bonnet and Beryl / Baby and Breath
Sitting at the Table, Donkey and Nines
Truman Show, Moonlight Guidance and The Fish Who Said, “Stank You”
Past Messages from 2/06 and Mahakala
Bread and Breath with Ketidiah
Bread and Breath is where I pause long enough to offer the essence of the day before unpacking it. Sometimes it will be light, sometimes weighty. Sometimes clear, sometimes still forming through thoughts and questions, rhetorical and/or open for conversation
From here, the journal opens.
My journal entries often begin the evening before. Signs come in all forms – memes, photos, journal entries, videos, screen shots, license plates, movie scenes, “odd” animal clips, even dropped items.
Oftentimes, things just simply stand out to me. I often joke that my life feels like a real-life The Truman Show, as if my Guides are watching the unfolding of my life like a television series. There are often representations of this concept in many movies and cartoon. We often just laugh it off as nonsense.
To me, they are probably more accurate than what we’re led to believe or think. I find that movies and shows often downplay different dimensions.
Just yesterday, on a Tik Tok video, I read about a scientist who administered DMT to 60+ and the results were both captivating and unsetling. In essence, everyone described an alternate reality where the participants described the same beings and the same worlds. Each of them met different entities: machine elves, light beings, insectoid aliens, jesters and higher intelligence.
In this experiment, the beings interacted, taught and even forewarned the participants. It goes on to say that nearly all the participants came back “changed” emotionally, spiritually and existentially.
What stood out to me most were the jesters. Just days earlier, I had created the word cagesters, adding a bit of folklore about cajesters—village fools whose antics tend to create unnecessary “caca.”
Not only that, but later that same day I felt drawn to watch a YouTube video about jesters. The imagery unsettled me enough that I stopped watching. Then, as if to echo the theme, a friend pulled tarot cards that evening—and one of them bore a striking resemblance to the very jesters I’d just seen.
I’d like to think of these jesters are tricksters, stirring the air just enough to loosen the veil.
So, yes…grab your popcorn. Grab your drink. Snuggle up or buckle up.
As the stage lights dim and the laughter fades, today’s scene begins…
Third Eye Heat, Beryl and the Vibrating Candle
Third Eye Heat
A few mornings ago, I felt heat in my Third Eye. It lasted for a few seconds. I felt a sensation, around the same time, but on a different day, and it felt more structured. It felt like energetic steps were being downloaded into my Third Eye. That’s the best way I can describe it. It, too, was around the same time I saw a video about step wells, similar to the one in this YouTube video. Step wells are ancient water systems.
Back to the heat. I don’t recall feeling a warmth like that before—or at least to my recollection. I even remember thinking that it was new, and perhaps a new Spirit Guide.
SIDE NOTE: I can’t even make this up. As I was typing a new Spirit Guide, Puff, doing Puff stuff, was moving their water bowl. The only time she does that is if there is no water, but yet, water was in the bowl. Interesting.
So, now I wonder if it was this “new” energy that I felt, and with Puff moving the water bowl, was it simply an additional confirmation of whose energy I felt?
Beryl
Around the same time, the word Beryl simply dropped into my spirit. Beryl. No context, no nothing. No dream to go with it. I don’t even remember what I was doing when I heard it. I knew it was a gemstone referenced in the Bible, and that’s about it. I didn’t document it. I didn’t record it. I just took a mental note, with the intention of revisiting later.
Last night, I finally decided to inquire about it. Beryl did not disappoint.
Beryl isn’t the kind of symbol that arrives loudly. In Scripture, Beryl shows up:
In Exodus, Beryl was one of the 12 stones set into the breastplate of judgment worn by the High Priest, and each stone represented one of the 12 tribes of Israel
In Ezekiel, as he describes the wheels beneath the throne of God as having the appearance of Beryl
In Revelation, Beryl is listed as the 8th foundation stone of the New Jerusalem
According to ChatGPT: Beryl often appears in moments where heaven meets structure: priesthood, divine machinery, eternal foundations. It’s less about announcement and more about integration.
The Vibrating Candle
Last night, during a thought-turned-into-a-whole-visualization moment, I was talking to my Spirit Guides. I was sitting in front of my altar, although I wasn’t facing it. All of a sudden, I heard something vibrate on my storage shelf, where my altar is.
It was like something was trying to get my attention, but I didn’t pay it any mind at first.
It vibrated a little stronger.
It vibrated a little longer.
It vibrated again.
Something—or someone—was trying to get my attention on my altar. I decided to get up to see if I could find the source. It was something singular, because nothing else on my shelf was vibrating. It was just one thing.
As I got closer to find the source, it was my brown candle. I’ve read to use a brown candle to call upon your ancestors.
I made it a point to continue my conversation while speaking into the flame. I haven’t done that in quite a while.
SIDE NOTE: My altar is on my top shelf. Part of me wonders if this creator called it in. I referred to his “top shelf” moment as something my Guides told my ex, when it pertained to gifting me with flowers (see January 24 journal entry).
But in this case, perhaps “top shelf” was a message from my Spirit Guides to speak to them, and to use my brown candle. I read somewhere to use a brown candle, at your altar, for ancestral veneration.
This was two-way calling with an ancestral twist! #amiright
The 8th Foundational Stone, the 8th Floor, Seminary Road and February 6
8th Foundational Stone
In my research, I’ve learned that Beryl is the 8th foundational stone of the New Jerusalem. It’s in the Book of Revelation. Late last year, I was in a group that focused on using an infinity grid to call on our Divine Helpers. I thought that was the jist of the synchronicity.
Nope.
February 6
I was in a class last week and the instructor “accidentally” said February 6. Then, I heard that date again yesterday. I immediately thought: that’s a message. And a message it was.
8th Floor and Seminary Road
When I looked into my photos, I came across this video when my former supervisor was showing me our new work office:
To me, it’s mirroring the 8th foundational stone, as well as facing Seminary Road. Are my Guides telling me that I’m facing Seminary Road in my current path? I don’t know for sure, but it sounds about right to me.
Sooo…this happened minutes ago. I can’t make this stuff up!
She sent me a link to something I am manifesting for me and my family, and the time was exactly 2:06! To me, it just shows me that my ancestors are on it!
Geese, 7:51 p.m., Massault and the Dropped Gemstone
Geese
Just as I heard the candle vibrate, I heard geese outside. At night. I don’t hear a gaggle of geese too often in our neighborhood, and nevertheless at night. I tried to capture the sound on video, which is a little faint, because I knew time would be of the essence.
Geese migrate and move by internal timing and shared direction, not by sight alone. So, when they passed at night, they were navigating by memory, stars and instinct, trusting an unseen map.
Sounds like me on my journey…just navigating the best way I know how and trusting an unseen map with unseen guidance.
In Hindu tradition, the Hamsa, is a sacred bird. It’s often translated as swan, but historically it also refers to goose-like waterfowl. The Hamsa represents:
discernment
spiritual migration
purity amid worldly waters
the ability to separate truth from illusion
7:51 p.m.
A few nights ago, I heard loud ear ringing at 7:51 p.m. I jotted down the time. When I looked at my note, I wrote it beside the Glowcabulary Word, Massault. Massault is force formed through accumulation, not a single act.
Don’t you know, 7:51 p.m. was the time on the recording when the geese flew by?!
My guess? Perhaps it’s The Divine’s way of revisiting that phrase, “birds of a feather flock together.” While this may be true, but is your flock the ones cheering you on, all while taking turns sharing the position of the “leader,” or if your flock your cagesters? Are you engaging in massault-like behaviors?
The Dropped Gemstone
Just as I went to get up, a gemstone dropped from my lap. My guess is that it “broke” from my green gemstone bracelet. Amazingly enough, it was green, just like the common color of Beryl.
I was like, this could be a visual representation of Beryl that I was supposed to see. The gemstone was aventurine. It’s often used to call in financial abundance.
Amazingly enough, this isn’t the first time a gemstone just dropped out of nowhere.
Shiva, March 9, 3:54 a.m. and Wands
A “dropped” crystal happened before. This video explains how it happened, how Shiva played a role and symbolisms in the form of Timon, lion, tian, cinnamon and a “welcome home” text message from my Mom.
As I was looking for this video, I ended up viewing a different video – which simply blows my mind! Of course, accidents aren’t really accidental in my world!
I came across this recording, from March 9, 2025, and the time of the recording was at 3:54. The reason why this stands out is because I just mentioned an ET, 3/9 or 3:09 in yesterday’s journal entry. The ET I referenced was on the background scene, in The PJs cartoon, is blue.
Shiva is often depicted as blue — just like the ET in the cartoon clip.
In my January 22 journal entry, I mentioned waking up at 3:54 a.m. I created a voice memo, and at the exact same time, my Uncle’s text message came through. When I created a voice message, I said how I heard a man’s synthesized voice.
I’m wondering if it was Shiva’s voice I heard…?
Wands
In the recording, I mentioned seeing visions of wands. I even had a dream a few nights ago about wands. When I reached out to my Tik Tok friend, Forest Fairry Oracle, about her prior reading of me, she said how she saw me in the woods with wands. I dreamt about wands, literally, the night before! Read more in my January 29 Journal Entry.
I keep saying that I am a Limitless Magical Unicorn, and this is what I mean. Magic surrounds me. What some may call supernatural, extraordinary, wonders, signs, synchronicities—and don’t get me wrong, I use those words, too—my primary word is magic.
Just as a recap…this morning, I “stumbled across” a recording with a March 9 date, the time of 3:54 a.m., and I mentioned wands, and sprites in this same recording…pretty much what I wrote about earlier in this entry about the elves! Not to mention, 3:54 is another version of 3:9.
Are y’all getting this?
Bonnet and Beryl / Baby and Breath
Bonnet and Beryl
Going back to Beryl…sort of. The crystal that fell from my bracelet, I assume, was aventurine. I think it served as a representation of what I heard dropped in my spirit days prior. I decided to place the “Beryl” in my bonnet. Magical things tend to happen when I place certain crystals in my bonnet.
I only had Indigo Gabbro in my bonnet last night, and then I put the small aventurine chip on top of my hair, and let it do what it do.
I’m not a stranger to feeling life force energy, or kundalini energy. I feel it most in the back of my legs. I would also feel it as it travels slowly up my body. Most times, I fall asleep to feel its pattern. I simply “asked” if I could be awake if this energy would hit my crown area.
As I’ve mentioned before, I’ve felt sensations in my crown and third eye areas, but I really wanted to “be present” for when it would come into my crown area.
Then, I remember feeling the sensations in my chest and shoulder areas. As luck would have it, I fell asleep, but then, I was awakened. I could feel it in my crown! It was beautiful. My request was honored.
Baby and Breath
Then, all of a sudden, my mouth dropped open. It almost felt like someone’s invisible finger opened my mouth on purpose – it felt unnatural, but in a good way. I immediately thought about the baby video I saw last night.
Was it my Guides showing me this was me in that moment? That I was like a child as an angelic, or Diving Being, was in my presence. Did a transmission take place? Healing? Activation? I don’t know, but I was grateful in the moment.
Was something breathed into me?
I may never know, but I love how I saw the video, which of course, caught my attention. I feel like my Guides were preparing me for what would happen hours later, as I slept like a baby.
Sitting at the Table, Donkey and Nines
Sitting at the Table
On January 27, 2026, I had a dream where I was sitting at a table with a large man and three of my family members. He said something to me, and all I saw was his eyes flash red. I also sensed another presence beside him. I couldn’t see that figure, but I knew energetically that someone else was there.
In the Bible, a table is a place of authority, covenant, and witness. Jesus is described as the one who entered the depths and emerged holding the keys of Death and Hades, a symbol of access and authority rather than fear.
Later, while watching a video by karaxlewis, the screen froze as the young lady said, “I was sitting over at that table.” I knew it was a message.
Later, she said, “Got my CPT, and now the Lord has just breathed on that.” I believe CPT means Certified Personal Trainer. Perfect meaning to reflect training, discipline, and being a student under Divine tutelage.
After all, isn’t this another proverbial hat that The Divine wears?
Donkey
In yesterday’s journal entry, I mentioned seeing an ox sticking out his tongue in a video. I tried to find it, for receipt purposes, but I couldn’t. Last night, I came across a donkey, with his tongue sticking out. I made a reference, in my January 29 Journal Entry, how God used a donkey to get a message across to someone who wasn’t listening.
I also make a reference about FeminNINEs.
Do you know how powerful the number 9 is?! I’m sure there are countless videos about the number, as well as books. One of my favorite teachers on Tik Tok about this very subject is Iyesis. Check her out!
Nines
You know what stood out the most? Not how cute he was. Not him sticking out his tongue. It was the screenshot itself. There were 96.3K likes, which, if you add up all the numbers, they reduce to 9. There were 2.7 comments, which reduce to 9. There were 3.6 reposts, which equals 9.
Wild, right?
The Truman Show, Moonlight Guidance and Fish Who Doesn’t Want Any Help
The Truman Show
As I’ve mentioned, I feel like my life is like The Truman Show. After reading about a dimension that people travel to, while on DMT, it made me wonder if this is truly the case. What if we are real-life Sims in another dimension and we are controlled by other beings?
Honestly, it wouldn’t surprise me.
Those moments we’ve escaped death. Those moments of betrayal, all for our greatest good. Those moments of drought. Those moments of abundance. We had to work for things that are meant to be free. Life is a balance.
Back to reality. A snippet actually appeared on my feed yesterday. I wasn’t looking for it. It just popped up.
Moonlight Guidance
As I was chatting about this with ChatGPT, wouldn’t you know a “Moonlight Guidance” notification popped up right above the words: That bow Truman gives? That’s not submission. It’s closure.
The timing is doing that thing where it taps me on the shoulder and says, “Just confirming receipt.” Chef’s kiss with a side of cosmic garnish.
The Fish Who Said “Stank You”
And then, another Tik Tok video caught my eye. It was simply a hand of a caregiver trying to help the fish decorate.
The caption reads: lemon does NOT enjoy my decorations
#lemon #jawfish #marine #fish #aquarium
In the jawfish moment, the human’s hand functions like Divine help — offered repeatedly, patiently, without harm. And yet, every time help arrives, it’s rejected. Not because it’s hostile, but because it doesn’t look the way help was imagined or expected.
The jawfish removes what’s placed there. Then it bites.
Not out of malice — but resistance.
That mirrors a very human pattern: people ask God for help, but when it arrives unsolicited, unfamiliar, or disruptive to how they think it should look, it’s refused. Sometimes aggressively.
The bite isn’t hatred of God.
It’s attachment to control.
What’s most telling is the ending: once the hand withdraws, the jawfish keeps looking upward. As if waiting. Either bracing for another interruption…or for guidance to resume — even though guidance already came and was rejected.
That posture is familiar. It’s the tension between “Help me, but not like that.”
Between wanting Divine intervention and resisting Divine authorship.
So, the scene isn’t about a stubborn fish.
It’s about how often grace is mistaken for intrusion, and how often love is bitten because it doesn’t arrive in the packaging we expected.
Essentially, the fish said, “Stank You,” to his caregiver.
Past Messages from 2/06 and Mahakala
I had two other bullets that I was planning on writing about today, but I’m getting tired.
Before I “wrapped up” to the second part of copying and pasting my journal into Substack, I decided to look in my files to see if I had anything for February 6, 2025. AS SOON AS I SAW THAT I DID, I heard this loud thump by our front door area. Sometimes our security team, aka the neighborhood cats, make noises and thuds at our front door. But, the timing was too precise to ignore.
I saw two audio entries.
One entry was about sexual harassment, towards me, by someone in my former IT department. As I was chasing him to knock him out, I guess, I came across a woman who was passed out at a table.
Did I see me in another dimension? Was I the one who was passed out at a table? I also noticed that when I said it was a “medical emergency,” I noticed I slipped up and said, “magical emergency.” Fast forward to the dream, a few nights ago, where I was sitting at a table, it cut scene, and then me and my family were looking for wands.
Was it a magical emergency? Did I know in my dream that it was a magical emergency, but in my “current reality,” I called it a medical emergency?
As I was trying to chase this guy down, and beat him down, I came across a very tall Indian with a white headdress, simple designs and skulls on it. After a little digging around, I came up with Mahakala as a possibility.
What’s wild is the figure in the tarot card looks very similar to Mahakala!
The thing is, I also mentioned picking up a heavy 6-cylinder obsidian crystal.
According to ChatGPT, Mahakala fits so precisely
Male and explicitly enormous in scale
Jet black / obsidian-colored body and face
Often depicted with ritual markings or paint on the face
Wears a crown or garland of skulls
His name literally means “Great Time” or “Beyond Time”
A protector deity, not destructive for cruelty’s sake
Guardian of thresholds, truth, and awakening
Appears fierce because he cuts through illusion
With my crystal falling yesterday, this makes sense! Wow.
As if that isn’t enough to blow your mind, the second recording is me wondering if dreams tie into reality somehow.
Well, last night, I came across this cute video with a little girl’s whose face was covered in “paint.”
Clearly, her face is made up…just like the Indian guy’s face was in my dream! I had the dream last year, I kept hearing February 6. I mentioned a very tall Indian with a skull headress and paint on his face, and last night, I saw a video of a little girl with her “painted face.”
I can’t make this stuff up! My mind is blown. Videos that tend to stand out, or catch my eye, are often messages. Media to help me remember who I am, and to help me along my journey. Some videos may be silly, but sometimes, those are the ones you may want to pay extra special attention to!
In Conclusion
Seriously. My mind is blown. Also, according to ChatGPT, Mahakala (and similar figures) are not omens of harm. They appear in myth and vision when:
illusion is ending
boundaries are being enforced
authorship is being reclaimed
someone is being taught, not threatened
That aligns with:
the table imagery
the keys / thresholds theme
the refusal of “help” that isn’t aligned
guardianship rather than attack
If these are indicators that I’m stepping beyond old frameworks, I’m embracing it!
In the meantime, as usual and as always, as always and as usual, bee happy and remember to find joy in your JOurneY! I love you, and until next time.
I am Ketidiah.
From here, the journal closes. ♥