This morning I was on my first prophetic Zoom for the Spiritual Intelligence Institute. The activation was to listen to a song, to see what the Holy Spirit showed us.

I saw Jesus as a chef in a restaurant. He made us huge portions of food. There was so much, and even when we ate a little, our whole bodies filled with Light. He gave us each a to go box, and we took it with us back to our communities. The food multiplied, and God showed me a world map, with each of our communities glowing with His Light.

Someone else had a vision of a ballerina, dancing through a forest.

Someone else had a vision of a ballerina dancing in front of an orchestra, with the crescendo building into a beautiful cacophony of sounds.

Someone else had a vision of two people practicing for warfare in a forest.

Someone else had a vision she was in a train, and traveled by a marketplace where people were eating in an outdoor restaurant and a ballerina was dancing in the square. She also traveled through a forest.

The last person saw an orchestra, and a ballerina dancing really fast.

My heart burst! I shared my testimony from a Bethel activation where we floated up to heaven to receive a gift from Jesus. I floated up, and He had an Amazon box waiting for me. He told me not to open it just yet. He told me to tell Him the story about when I was five years old, and in ballet class. It was my last day of class, as my diagnosis of FOP meant that injuries would cause a flare up, and bone to grow from healthy muscles, creating a second skeleton and encasing me in bone. But at age five, I was still unaffected aside from my neck. So I danced a series of perfect pirouettes across the dance floor. I knew I nailed it. I felt it in my soul. I also knew by the look of awe on my sister, Esther’s face. She was impressed and in shock a little. It was the best! So after I told that story to Jesus, He told me to open the box. In it were ballerina slippers! He said that He wants me to feel confident like I did that day in everything I do. From writing, to posting, to praying for people, to sharing His love with all. I am currently bedridden for twelve years and healed from seventeen years of painful chronic pain.

Soon after I shared, breakout rooms ended, and we were ushered back into the main group. Our teacher, Samuel asked if anyone had anything to share from our session, focusing on whether there was repetition in our individual visions, or any patterns or similarities. A woman for our group said that there were a lot of similarities to the visions we had in our group, and that one person in particular was especially touched by the collective vision.
He asked who it was, and whether they minded sharing. I jumped right off of mute and shared the whole story with the larger group. Then two people from a different group unmuted and said that they, too saw a ballerina. The woman said she had an abundance of joy and hope. The guy said that when the ballerina was dancing, he saw the word, “Freedom” over her.
Right as we transitioned from the small group back to the big group, God told me He also wants me to have that same confidence in my healing! Whoa.
So then a man prayed over me for my healing to manifest.