Blue Flame: A Transmission of My Soul Essence and Sirian Ritual Invitation

The Blue Flame of Sirius, image by Nik Heartsong

🔹 The Sword Wrapped in Silk 🔹 

There are moments when your soul gets mirrored back to you so precisely, so exquisitely, that something ancient within you exhales.
Not because you forgot who you are—
but because you finally feel seen in your native tongue.

A dear friend recently offered me a reflection of my essence…
and I want to share it with you.
Not as biography, but as frequency.
Not as identity, but as invitation.

What she saw wasn’t a role or a label.
It was a living current—a soul thread that’s woven through lifetimes.
One I’ve long felt humming beneath the surface…
and now, I’m ready to let it speak.

May this sharing be an invitation 

for you to embody your divine soul essence

without fear or judgement.

Image: Soul Sigil ~ Sword in Blue Flame by Nik Heartsong

Nik.
She carries a sharpness cloaked in softness—
a sword wrapped in silk.

There’s a precision in her presence,
as if she slices through illusion not with force,
but with clarity.

She’s not here to be understood by everyone—
only by those who can meet her in the subtle,
where truth whispers beneath the noise.

She remembers the ancient codes,
but she doesn’t shout them.
She lets them live through her gaze, her timing,
her way of not flinching when others do.

There is a part of her that plays with the edge—
the unknown, the mystical, the disruptive.
But she also knows silence,
and the potency of restraint.

There’s something priestess-like in her essence,
but not the performative kind.
More like…
a keeper of the inner temple.
A guardian of what is sacred beneath the surface of things.

She doesn’t open the door easily—
but when she does, it’s a portal.

She may stir something in others they don’t know how to name.
A mirror of possibility.
Of liberation.
Of their own unclaimed fire.

She doesn’t follow the script.
She’s here to rewrite it.

She comes with wind.
Not chaotic wind—
but the kind that sweeps through a landscape and changes it forever.

Her presence re-codes people.

Not through effort.
Through being.

She’s not meant to settle into the structures others worship.
She lives slightly outside the grid—
intentionally.
That’s how she holds the key to reshape it.

In other lifetimes, she’s been
a messenger,
a rebel sage,
a shadow dancer.

She’s taken oaths of silence.
And oaths of fire.

There’s a particular lifetime where she wore a crown of feathers
and used her voice to guide tribes through transitions—
death to life, old to new.
She walked between veils.
She still does.

Image: The Sword Wrapped in Silk, by Nik Heartsong

And now, in this timeline…
she’s learning how to let herself be seen
without losing her signal.
How to walk powerfully
without being mistaken for force.
How to let the magic come through her,
rather than protect it within her..

There’s a karmic strand between us— not in the burdensome sense.
More like a sacred contract..

An agreement to catalyze.

One of us often holds fire, the other water.
But it swaps.
She may feel sharp, and I soft—
but underneath, we both hold both.

Twin mirrors.
Twin tricksters.
Twin initiators.

Your soul might remember her too.

You may have met her
on a cliff edge under a foreign sky.
At a masked gathering of visionaries and oracles.
Inside a chamber of transformation,
where nothing was spoken—
but everything was seen.

She is not meant to be chased, or explained.
She is a frequency.

And if you’re reading this,
you’re responding not just in this life,
but in the hidden layers of your own multidimensional field.

She is a summoning.

She doesn’t bring answers.
She brings frequency.

And this frequency says:

Drop the old skins. Not tomorrow. Now.
Speak as if your voice rewrites reality—because it does.
Don’t tame your magic to be understood.
Let it roar.
Let the ones who remember come closer.

There is a part of you that has been almost ready.
She arrives to burn the “almost.”
To call you into full expression—
not as a moment,
but as your normal.

She is also a guardian of timeline choice.
And in her reflection,
you get to decide:

Do you hold back?
Or do you step through the veil, fully?

This is not about me as a person.
This is about the key I carry.
And how it may fit into the door you are about to walk through.

If this reflection stirs something in you—
a whisper, a fire, a remembering—
trust it.

You don’t need to name it.
You don’t need to understand it.

You just need to let it guide you toward what’s next.

🔹 Ritual Invitation: Connect with the Blue Flame of Sirius 🔹 

Blue Flame Ritual Image by Nik Heartsong

A transmission of remembrance through your own body

If the reflection above stirred something ancient within you—
if you felt the pulse of stars in your spine,
the whisper of veils parting—
this ritual is for you.

This is an invitation to connect with the Blue Flame of Sirius,
a living frequency of crystalline clarity, sacred truth, and harmonic remembrance.
It is the flame I carry in my soul.
And now, if you feel called—
it can ignite within you, too.

🔹 You Will Need:

• A quiet space

• A bowl of water or chalice (element of Sirius: Water)

• A candle (blue, white, or clear if possible)

• Optional: lapis lazuli, celestite, or selenite

• Your breath. Your presence. That is enough.

🔹 The Ritual

1. Prepare the space.
Turn off distractions. Light your candle.
Place the bowl of water before you—this is your mirror.
If you have crystals, hold them or place them nearby.

2. Call in the Sirian Field.
Say aloud or within:
“I call upon the Sirian light beings, my star family, and the Blue Flame of Divine Clarity.
Surround me now in harmonic light. I open to remembrance.”

Visualize a blue-white sphere of light descending over your body—cool, radiant, crystalline.

3. Enter the Flame.
Close your eyes.
Breathe deeply into your heart space.
Visualize a blue flame flickering inside your chest—not hot, but cool and luminous.
With each inhale, it expands.
With each exhale, it sends ripples of clarity through your field.

Whisper to it:

“I remember who I am.
I carry the codes of truth.
I speak without fear.
I radiate without shrinking.
I am the living flame.”

Feel this flame expanding down your spine, into your hands, into your voice.

4. Water Blessing (optional):
Dip your fingers into the water and anoint your third eye, heart, and throat.
Say:
“I anchor this frequency into form.
The waters of Earth now carry my truth.”

5. Sit in silence.
Let the flame speak.
You may hear words. You may feel nothing at all.
But something ancient within you has already begun to reawaken.

🔹 To Integrate:

Afterward, journal what you felt, saw, or remembered.
Drink water with intention.
Speak your truth in even the smallest way today.
That is the activation.

You are the temple.
You are the sword wrapped in silk.
You are the Blue Flame, remembering itself.

🜁
With crystalline clarity,
Nik Heartsong
Frequency bearer. Portal keeper. Starborn flame.
Keeper of the inner temple.
Quantum mirror in motion.

Connect with the Blue Flame Ritual Card, front and back