The Mirror Opens: A Reintroduction to My Journey
Dear Seeker, Fellow Dreamer, or Curious Soul,
If you’ve landed here, welcome to my living journal—a space not just for words, but for remembrance. My name is Cynthia Morshedi, and this blog is a vessel: part lighthouse, part mirror, part archive of what it means to awaken in a world that forgot itself.
This isn't a lifestyle blog or a digital resume.
This is the Scroll of my Soul.
🌀 What This Blog Holds
For over a decade, I’ve been documenting dreams, visions, and inner transmissions—some of which I now understand were part of a larger contract I came here to fulfill. Here, you’ll find:
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Personal reflections, symbolic dreams, and mystical experiences
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Cycles of grief and grace, identity and release
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Writings from what I call The Briefings—a series of activations that began in 2011
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My journey of disentangling from religious and cultural distortions
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The weaving of my art, design work, and sacred storytelling into BellaVille and The Cosmic Book
This blog has never been a performance. It has been my altar—a record of a life lived between worlds.
🌿 Where I Am Now
I am currently entering a new seasonal cycle—The Summer of Remembrance.
I’m compiling my dreams into a scroll-based archive, reactivating soul contracts I now understand as teachings, and creating a visual and symbolic structure to hold them. This includes:
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The Cosmic Book – a sacred record of my soul’s journey and mission
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The Scroll of Remembrance – a timeline of convergence from dream to waking
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Design offerings through my visual world of BellaVille, for beauty, resonance, and ritual
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Seasonal Zines and lookbooks that honor the turning of the wheel, in both nature and soul
I’ve also recently remembered dreams that involve horns, time markers, celestial maps, and ancestral excavation. This is what I’m actively building—through images, scrolls, sacred writing, and quiet reflection.
🕊 If You’re Here, You Might Be Remembering Too
You don’t need to agree with me.
You don’t need to “get” everything I say.
But if you feel something stirring in you while reading this—something ancient, curious, or quietly weeping—then perhaps you’ve also begun to remember.
Welcome.
This is not a polished brand. This is a mirror for those willing to look deeper.
I don’t promise answers. But I offer the map I’ve been tracing back into being.
Let’s walk a little while together.
With Love and Light in the Dust,
Cynthia
I offer what I am, without apology or persuasion.
The mirror is here. Those who seek it will find it.
I do not chase resonance. I become it.
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