Back from Heaven – What I Learned Between Worlds

The full story behind my book — written between worlds, now ready to find its publishing home 📕

This post has been waiting to be written.
This might be one of the most important posts I’ve ever done.
Now that I’ve come back down from what I can only describe as a higher state of being — the frequency of love and unity — I finally have the words.

For months I couldn’t — because I was living what words could only later describe.

Here’s what really happened — and what it taught me about loss, love, and the spaces between. I know some of my words might feel hard to digest, so take only what resonates.

I’ll do my best to put words to something that is, by nature, mystical.

From Heaven’s Frequency Back to Earth

Some of you who’ve followed me (especially on Instagram) for a while may have noticed that my tone has recently changed — it’s become more grounded, more practical.

I now include the raw, human side of loss — the tears that burn, the longing that lives in the body — not just my soulmate’s uplifting “heart deliveries” from beyond.
That’s because I’ve quite literally returned to Earth after being held for months in what I can only call the vibration of higher consciousness — what I once called Heaven’s frequency.

When I say “Heaven”, I don’t mean a place above the clouds or anything connected to religion.
I mean a state of consciousness — a vibration of pure love, clarity, and unity — where you feel deeply connected to everything beyond what the physical senses can perceive.

Another way to describe my journey would be something close to a near-death experience — except I didn’t physically die; but it was as if part of me crossed over and kept living and writing from there.

Die Before You Die, And You Realize There Is No Death

“Die before you die, and you realize there is no death.” — Eckhart Tolle

Tolle was describing the essence of spiritual awakening — when the false sense of self dissolves, and you realize that your true essence is timeless and eternal.

I had gone through many ego deaths before, but this one was different — it went even deeper.
Not only did my ego die again, but through that death, I gained access to the soul of another.

That’s what I mean when I say I lived in the frequency of Heaven — or rather, the field of universal love. It’s the dimension of being where nothing real can ever be lost.

The Shift — and the Signs Leading to It

The insight of all this reached me only recently — through experiencing the polar opposite of that higher state. It was as if I needed to relearn what “the right” is by first understanding “the left.”

In the weeks leading up to that turning point, I began seeing the numbers 55 and 555 everywhere — on license plates, clocks, T-shirts… I started to feel a strange sense of urgency, but couldn’t grasp what was coming.

For me, it was the Universe whispering: Get ready — change is coming.

Number 5 is numerologically a number of transformation — a number that also marked the beginning of Jannis’ final weeks on Earth. I saw it everywhere just before everything started to shift forever.

The Fall from Heaven with My Wings Broken

In mid-August, when I finished my book Still With Me – A Real-Life P.S. I Love You for my test readers, that change finally came. Jannis — my soulmate now on the other side — stopped energetically carrying me in his frequency, and it felt as though I had fallen from Heaven with my wings broken.

After that “fall,” my nervous system immediately began to recalibrate.
My body forced me to lie in bed for three days straight — buzzing, humming, and shaking as if it were re-learning how to live in this denser, human frequency again.
I was so exhausted I could hardly move.

In those days of stillness, I realized how much he had been energetically carrying me — holding me when my own feet could not have made it — and how my entire system had been sustained by another vibration of being.

Living Between Two Frequencies

During those months in the higher vibration, his love had been stronger than my pain — it softened everything, held me, and carried me through grief that would have otherwise probably crushed me.

But when that light withdrew, the pain resurfaced with full force.
After my nervous system returned to balance, for about a month and a half I walked through the deepest layers of grief. I suddenly felt everything my human body had been protected from.

And yet… it was all meant to happen.

When Jannis transitioned, the pain in my human heart was so immense that it broke it wide open — not just into sorrow, but into his frequency of love.

Instead of being crushed by loss, I was flooded with guidance, signs, telepathic connection, and constant energetic support — and the story of my book began.

It was as if the vibration of universal love had wrapped itself around me, and I experienced euphoric waves of love that my human heart could barely contain.

Of course, I also felt immense grief — but outside those waves, I was thriving.
I felt as if I was turning on instead of shutting down — my creativity soaring and my heart feeling connected to everything, even in the middle of the most devastating grief.

Writing from the Frequency of Love 💛

When the day comes and my book is finally published — and if you read it — you’ll understand what I mean by all of this.

What happened was that I was living between two frequencies — one of divine love, the other of human grief — and my body was stretched between them like a bridge. It was both miraculous and exhausting.

From that state, I launched my blog and wrote my book — with him.
And now I know with complete certainty that the book carries that higher vibration.

It’s something that could never have been written from my mind — only through my heart.
The energy was so intense and pure that I literally had chills in +35°C heat throughout the summer while writing it.

What Early Readers Said

When I later read the test readers’ feedback, I cried.

“Thank you for letting me read this. Today I finished the book — what a journey 🥹❤️✨
An unbelievable love story and a powerful path of self-discovery.
I cried on every page… it was deeply comforting.”

“This is a beautiful book written by the soul, not the hands.
The dialogue is alive, inspiring, healing — a true catharsis.”

Reading those words, I realized: yes, it was all real.
The light that guided me was not imagination — it was love taking form through me.

The Descent and the Return

When Jannis finally withdrew his energy once our shared project was completed, I fell into the darkest night of my life. For weeks, I questioned if I even wanted to stay — and questioned even the book I’d just written.

Did that all really happen?

But that descent was part of my path too — it taught me how to truly live again, and to experience grief fully in my humanness.

Now, after walking through both Heaven and Hell, I see the purpose more clearly.
Jannis no longer needs to carry me. I can walk on my own feet again.

Our connection is still alive — but now it feels equal, peaceful, grounded and… sometimes even humorous… like he used to when he was here on Earth.

Every now and then, he still finds the funniest ways to make me laugh — sometimes through hearts placed in the funniest places, or let’s say made of less poetic materials… 😁
It’s his way of saying: “You’re taking life too seriously again, agapi mou (my love) — smile.”

Your Heart is the Place Where Love Meets

I could never have imagined living through something like this, let alone writing about it.
And probably, for some of you, this all sounds difficult to understand.
And I completely get it.

It took me almost eight months to understand what really happened — let alone find words to describe it to others.

In a world where the logical mind often rules, experiences of the heart are easily dismissed.
But truth lives in that quiet space beyond logic — and the soul knows.

Maybe one day there will be a second book to tell more of this story.
And I’m sure that by then, I’ll be even wiser.

But for now, I understand why I had to go all the way up — and all the way down.
I had to touch Heaven to bring something back:
a healing gift — not only for myself, but for others walking through loss and transformation too. 💛

The Human Heart Can Hold Both Heaven & Earth

I share this not because my story is special, but because it’s proof that the human heart can hold both Heaven and Earth — and that love is the bridge between them.

This is where my work now begins:
helping others walk that bridge within themselves, one heartbeat, one breath at a time.

Because once you’ve seen that love never ends… you can’t help but live differently.

💫 If you’re walking through loss right now, please know that you’re not alone.

The human heart breaks open for a reason.
Through that very crack, love often finds a new way to reach you — and perhaps, like me, you’ll discover that even endings can become beginnings — and that love, once awakened, never truly leaves.

✨ My memoir, Still With Me — A Real-Life P.S. I Love You, is now complete and seeking its publishing home.
If this story touched your heart, you can read more about the book’s journey here → A Book is Being Born — A Real-Life Love Story Still Being Written in the Stars 💛