I am now the last living member of my Lineage, Belgium, Germany

My sister passed away.

The biggest heart I have ever encountered in another human being has stopped beating - yet I can still feel it pulsing as a halo of Grace, a radiant rhythmic gradient, the heartbeat of the Dark Core of the Universe proudly whispering her name: Anoushka.

Her incarnation was a journey marked by moments of joy and by tremendous challenges - since birth, in utero, and at nearly every step along the way. Her path was excruciatingly complex, yet she excelled cum laude in the School of Life, graduating with distinction in humility, loyalty, and bravery despite her fears.

My sister Anoushka was one of those rare beings whose clairvoyant knowing simply overflowed with truth. She did not travel much because she was half-blind. She was not interested in new-age spiritual trends. She was not a competitive backstabber in the marketplace. She did not use her beauty to manipulate men. She was not trying to steal your deal.

She was simply… Love.

And stubborn lol.

She was one of my greatest teachers and my most loyal friend, and I will miss her dearly.

With her passing, I am now the last one alive in my direct family lineage, there is noone left but me, and it is my honour to carry my family name until death, too, carries me home.

Thank you sweet sister for playing with me all those years in this Great Miracle.