18/09/2025
💜 Signs & the Power of Spirit 💜
Most of you know I stepped back from the public domain last year because my Dad took his journey home.
I’ll be straight: it broke me. It turned my life upside down and I had no clue what I was doing or where I was going. A stark contradiction to my human self because I know my work helps so many others. I’ve been in need of this myself…
We never knew Dad was ready — he was adamant he “wasn’t going anywhere.” But his spirit had other plans.
My Dad was brave, strong, contankerous (which helped in his fight against cancer), and funny to the end. In his final days we laughed with him — he went on his way with all his sarcasm, opinions, and love intact.
After he passed, I changed. I’ve lost people before, but losing my Dad was a completely different kind of loss.
For a while, I gave up — though not many people saw that side of me. Most days, because I wanted to numb the pain, I turned to drinking. It wasn’t “a problem” in the eyes of others, but I knew I was leaning on it too much.
I reached out to a bereavement counsellor who helped me in ways I’ll never have the words to thank her for. I thought I might be on the edge of becoming dependent, but her gentle truth was: “You’re doing it because you can.” The proof came when my daughter was due to give birth — I stopped immediately to be one of her birthing partners. It wasn’t difficult when love gave me a reason to.
There’s also another person who helped me here but he isn’t really aware of it - I’ve sent my thanks to him (via spirit … of course!) for pointing out that I may need to speak to a bereavement counsellor because that was the point of my return.
After more emotional setbacks, I eventually came back into the public arena with a live demo here on the page. I didn’t expect anyone to show up — but you did. Thank you for not giving up on me. Thank you for coming back when I had stepped away from you, and from spirit.
Spirit, though, never stepped away from me. Quietly and insistently, they kept nudging me back to the work I’m here to do.
On Tuesday I sat in a private circle with other established mediums. I was in the middle of a fibro flare and almost didn’t go, until I heard a voice straight down my ear: “Victoria, you must go.” So I went.
My Dad came through two of the mediums. Two others gave the same message, clear and certain: you’re doing this.
Today, another lightworker echoed the same words.
Then, I checked my profile stats and saw the number 444 beside the post about the private circle.
I always tell others: once you agree to work for spirit, there’s no going back. It will find a way to reach you, in whatever form you are meant to serve.
Next week I’m travelling to Newgrange, Ireland — an ancient place of light, spirit and eternal connection. A real lunar calendar.
I feel it: doors opening, signs appearing, a reminder that love never dies and spirit never leaves us.
When you look closely, you see the signs. ✨
— Victoria aka Una 💜
