an offering of remembrance
Blue Lotus Priestess
Plant ally. Oracle. The spirit who found me in the temple walls of Egypt — and the transmission she now offers, once a month, to those ready to receive her.
how she found me
She Is Not a Simple Flower
Years ago, before I understood what was happening, she found me. Not the other way around — I did not go searching for Blue Lotus. She came looking, the way an oracle chooses the one she will speak through.I deepened my relationship with her slowly, the way you deepen any relationship that matters: with attention, with patience, with years. And then, one initiation, she met me fully — the most potent transmission I had ever received. She found me again, deeper this time, in the temple walls of Egypt, where she has always lived.
The Egyptians did not grow her for decoration. This medicine was produced with respect, reverence, and care, because they understood what she carries. I understand it differently now too. I was her initiate."She is not a simple flower. She is a spirit."
her sacred history
The Oracle of the Nile
In the temple art of ancient Egypt, the blue lotus — Nymphaea caerulea — opens with the sun each morning and closes beneath the water each night, a living rehearsal of death and rebirth that priests and artists returned to again and again.
She appears at the edge of creation myth, carrying the newborn sun into the world. She appears again in banqueting scenes, garlands, and temple reliefs, steeped and offered as both medicine and ceremony.
To work with her, the old world understood, was to work with an oracle: a gateway into dream, into vision, into the spaces between. She was never ornamental. She was protocol — a lineage of careful use, carried by those trained to hold what she opens.
what happened in egypt
My Initiation
What follows is not metaphor. It is what happened in my body.
The Purification
Before I could carry her transmission, before I could hold what she wanted to offer, my body had to be emptied out and washed clean. That came first — not as a metaphor, as an experience that moved through me cell by cell.
The Invocation
Then came the voice. My own voice, used in a way I had not used it before, became the instrument of invocation.
My soul body unfolded under her governance — not mine to direct, hers to guide.
The Knowing
What washed through my nervous system after that was knowledge I had not studied for: the spaces and places of the temples, the lineage, the protocol of her magic. She is the oracle. I was simply the one she chose to initiate. Such joy was felt. This is the transmission I now carry — and the one I offer, once a month, to those ready to receive her.
the offering
The Monthly Transmission
First Wednesday of every month — online, and in person in Vancouver. This is not a class. It is a gathering — a held space where Blue Lotus is invited in, and where you receive what she has to offer you directly. The same transmission, in two forms.
Online Circle
Join the transmission live from wherever you are.
DATE
First Wednesday of the month
5pm PT / 8pm EST
Investment: $20 online
$60 in-person
In Person — Vancouver
Receive her in the room, in circle, in body.
If you'd like another voice in this lineage, @bluelotuspriest is also doing beautiful work with her.