About Kilandril

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My role as Shaman is to walk between the worlds, weaving in and out of dimensions and realities to transform energy. I use the beat of my drum as a tether to hold me and ground me as I am working to bring alignment to the earth and to the individual.

At the age of 30 my new born son Phoenix died in my arms. That experience brought me so close to death I had to decide whether to live. I was put through a painful initiation and had a very harsh awakening followed by a fast tracked remembering and realignment of my life.

My Grandmother was born in Norway it was her homeland where she knew the rivers and the trees. She caught trout by hand in the lakes and deer met her at the door of her cabin in winter. She traversed the mountains to escape the war and so I was born in a land that is not my home. I love the landscape in Tasmania, it speaks to me but I am only new to this place.

While I have been calling back the memories buried in my DNA I have found mentors who have helped me hone my innate abilities. I have studied with Shamanic Teacher Sandra Ingerman and Dream Teacher Robert Moss who taught me the spirit journey technique I use now. I continue to expand my knowledge and skills as I delve deeper into knowing myself.

Sovereign Being of the land and the sea

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Jasper Eyed Selkie

As I dance to the beat of the drum I go into trance and I see golden energy weaving infinity into my spine as it works its way from my base to my crown then I step out into an ancient forest where the oldest tree has laid down to create its own grove. The Ancient Huon pine has an opening in its bark. A scar. I place my palm flat on the open skin of the tree. Layers and layers of records from the Earth akashic records hit me and fold into me. I begin to melt into and fall into the rich tannin filled waters of the river that enfold the forest. I sink into the deep dark depths and am carried like a fallen log to the opening of the sea.

As I arrive at the sea shore I step up and out of the water onto the sand. I am like a Selkie stepping out of the water and out of my seal skin which I wrap around my shoulders. My seal skull I wear like a crown in my human form. I see an ancient Atlantean castle made of light rise out of the sea in front of me. As I ascend the steps I walk with one of my kin beside me. We reach the top of the steps and we are blocked entrance to the castle by an enormous walrus. He sheds his skin and we see him as the King. Foreboding and immense. I say to him “I am a free being of the land and the sea, grant me sovereignty.” He asks me to prove I am of the land and sea. I show him my two eyes of Jasper. One green the land, one dark like the depths of the sea. He sees me as the shapeshifting selkies of both the land and the sea, through these eyes.

He grants me Sovereignty and I begin to cut the cords of bondage which become visible all around me. I cut these cords away with a scythe made of Darwin Glass blade and Huon pine handle. I cut away the cords for my kin also. When we are free of bondage I ask to access the hall of records. The ancient castle of light is an Atlantean hall of records, I ask to pass. The king demands payment and I give him a seed of consciousness as trade. I open from my heart the golden energy of the pine and it moves forward through his heart. The pine cone moving from his heart to his crown and opening out unfolding cosmic connection. His crown opens to the cosmos as gold and his golden energetic wings open as his consciousness ascends.

We step past him and into the hall of records. I begin to imbibe the knowledge. Breathing deeply in the words and the wisdom from the sacred texts. I see the golden words and symbols move through my breathe into my body. My kin stands solid beside me and hums a low tone that keeps the frequency stable. My cyclic breath begins to draw up the floor of the ocean. The sand like fragmented crystals rising and whirling into a massive tidal wave that draws up on itself endlessly and stands static shadowing us below. The tidal wave begins to shape shift into the head of a cobra then, the head of a lion then the whole structure solidifies as sand stone in the shape of a temple. I see now, that the tidal wave I was so afraid to step into, in my dreams, was a temple all along. The ancient hall of records is revived and rebuilt from the desecrated ruins of the fragmented crystal castle. I breathe out gold and cover the temple sealing it then I breathe the shimmering waters out to cover and cloak the temple so it remains hidden.

We walk now as free beings of the land and the sea. Encoded with the memories of our selves and the earth as it was and will be again in glorious alignment with the cosmos.

Into the Forest I go

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I go into trance as I dance to the beat of the drum. I step out onto lichen covered stone and I see I am made of stone also. Slowly the edges break away and my body is exposed. As the stone falls away I see a deep, dark and beautiful forest of pine trees in front of me. They are releasing their golden pollen and the air is fragrant with their mist. Golden threads of light emerge from my meridian lines reaching forward and connecting to the pine trees of the forest. The sacred geometry of the tree’s structure of growth and pine cone design spirals into me and meets with my internal design for life.

Where the stone has fallen away from me and onto the ground, the rubble I leave behind is like building blocks, foundation. As I look to the stones I see others are rising from the Earth in their stone bodies, encapsulated and still. The golden threads of my meridian lines meeting with and interacting with them cracks them open and their stone falls away leaving beautiful hearts of gold.

In seeing their hearts of gold I am encouraged to move forward. I pick up my bow and golden tipped arrow and I shoot high into the sky creating a star burst of light that rains down golden shards. Illuminating the dark forest. Now we see there are many beings sheltering in the forest also, not just covered under stone.

We move forward together with our radiant golden hearts glowing. Entering the forest very calmly. We see the beings in the forest are part tree part man. Their minds are wooden. Not aware. We speak to them in gentle tones as they are cringing away from us. They see we shine with light and light is their nourishment so they soft to us, meet with us and listen to our stories of how we fell asleep as stone. They tell us they never slept but remained still for a very long time. Wintering dormantly and budding in spring.

We sit together in the forest showered in golden pine pollen as our memories of before return. Through sharing and connecting we awaken ourselves and our souls come fully into our bodies allowing us to see our divinity. It is a sweet remembering and we rejoice together.

Dance Journey ~ The Sacred that is Stolen

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I dance to the beat of the drum and I go into trance. I walk as lethal as the Jaguar, a shape shifter, stalking in the shadows. As I move forward, gold leaf is folded over me and all of my surrounds until everything glitters. I shine bright and I storm the Cathedral, kicking in the door I bring the radiant light of Gods glory and all trespasses who hide behind the veil are caught in the glaring light. They are taken by the forces of the light and the Cathedral is reclaimed and returned to harmony frequency allowing the Earth energy to move through the focused energy point of the land. This unleashes a river of built up energy that flows out to other energy centres connecting harmony frequency and dissecting interference.

I walk outside and under a dark sky I anchor my golden energy into the Earth. Huge pulses of light move through me into the Earth like lightning bolts. I can see my kin who are with me grounding this light also. It smashes through us at high voltage, we breathe through it, flex our bodies and allow the charge to build until it strikes again.

We see the others, the ones we have lost, they are walking among us still but a venom is in their blood. It moves slowly from their heart out to their limbs and it blackens them, drains their life force, holds a piece of their soul as ransom. A point of light remains as they turn from flesh slowly into something inorganic, not made by God but Gods creation inverted.

One lost soul, one I have known, walks past me. As the venom spreads I see that a realm of darkness is opening around him and begins to draw him in. I reach out my hand and grab him by the wrist as he is falling into the depths. I can’t hold him here and he slips away. I scream into the void we will come back for you all. As the lost souls fall into lower realms of existence my kin and I hold the Golden light for the Earth and we continue to illuminate the land and recapture the sacred sites that have been corrupted.

As the Earth begins to glow from the golden light infusion the trees become vibrant and alive. The gentle glowing radiance is heady and sweet. I breathe in the vapour and I melt into bliss. Standing in a grove of ancient pear trees I see the venation of the leaves and their translucent nature. I marvel at their beauty and am taken into a heavenly reverie with the trees.

Once I am recharged I move on. Walking the ley lines back to life, harmonising the distorted energy fields and connecting with my kin who have come to Earth like me to breathe life back into a dying planet.

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Dance Journey ~ The Temples Within

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As I dance to the deep pulsing beats I go into trance. I step out of my body and I see the desert, sand dancing all around me to the vibrations of the drums. It is night and as I step out further and I see a group of Arabian women dressed in deep reds with sheer silk face coverings and dark kohl design around their eyes. They dance to the beat with me, then they circle around me and they sing with high frequency earth tremoring tones. The sound is dizzying and I am led by them to an underground  chamber. Where I am greeted by the Intuitive warrior, I know him, he holds a large Persian Sword. He walks towards me and places the point of the sword into the sand at my feet as a symbol of fealty. I tell him I can’t lead, I don’t know the way. He says that if we walk together we will both see. A connection has been made and as he walks my feet move with his. I stand behind him, but I see the way ahead and so he sees it also. We are linked. 

He leads us out of the chamber following my instinctual and visual guidance. As we come out under the night sky I look up to the stars. My body arching backwards. The constellations in my eyes lock with the constellations of the stars. Then multiple constellations are drawn out of the sky and aspects of myself and the Intuitive Warrior are pulled down to Earth from lives we were living in the stars. These aspects of us are now drawn here to join with us, enhance us, expand us. My aspects stand either side of me, they look like me, they are me. They have different experiences, they have different knowledge. They stand with me and we sway to the music as my heart beat comes into sync with theirs and we merge into one. The etheric layers of me are electric and colourful like oil on water as the dissimilar energy meets and merges. I feel alive but also very tired. Like all of the cumulative years of my many lives has hit me like aging hundreds of years all at once. 

After we have both merged the aspects of ourselves from distant constellations. We are met by two other warriors, one is Head and Heart strong the other is Fluid, the Intuitive warrior takes his sword and I see it has ancient Arabic writing alive on it with fire. He brands the Head and Heart strong warrior across the chest leaving writing on his body like a tattoo. He brands the Fluid Warrior on the upper right arm leaving the written text. They all stand opposite me in the formation of an arrow. The ancient text starts to come alive like fire wire. It moves from them to me. Long lines of fire wire moving through my body and it burns hot. Rewiring ancient memories of them with me in past lives. As allies, as kin. As one. As my body is awakening with memories my spine becomes activated and grows huge within my body, each disc becomes a temple that expands and sets itself down on the Earth. The temples are carved from stone and they surround us in a circle.

Then my blood brothers come to stand either side of me and behind me. Green alive lines of energy move through me and through them cooling and protecting. I wrap it all around them and cover their skin in ivy leaves so they can’t be seen, a camouflage. I shield them as they stand in an arrow formation behind me. 

After the rewiring has completed I am very tired but we have to keep following the path that is unfolding visually now like electric light in the dark of night. We see our way ahead as we all stand together. The formation shifts as I am tired. The Head and Heart warrior carries me and the Intuitive Warrior and Fluid warrior walk ahead. My body is limp but I am speaking as we walk. With my eyes closed I am still guiding us. I ask the Intuitive warrior why they need me to see. He says because a woman has a greater capacity for information, memory and codes than a man does. That is why we are often allies. He says you can see the way ahead and I have immense focus so I can forge the path, no distractions no obstacles, nothing can stop me. 

As we are walking in formation like this more allies join us. Light hearted and free spirited they joke and jest and they tell me stories, reminding me of times long ago when we were free to roam the Earth as children of the universe. We were giants, we were spirited and whole beings. Like a band of merry travellers we weave our way through the memories and unlock many temples on the earth that came from the stars for people to bring facets of themselves home to them. Syncing their heart beats and aligning with their fullness as divine and alive beings of the earth and the stars. 

Warriors of the Light

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They aren’t what you think they are. You won’t see our Warriors of the Light as luminous beings whole and correct within a society that is damaged. They are a product of our society, they are damaged and real, they have scars and marks all over their bodies. They are here in this matrix to smash it apart. To tear down the walls that create the prison you are living in. Don’t judge them harshly, open your eyes and see their LIGHT. The soul who has sacrificed their place in heaven to be here on Earth in the hell realms with you. While you are evolving at a natural pace they are forced in the physical to undergo unbearable pain and torment. It isn’t their natural state to be in a body, it isn’t their natural state to be living on a prison planet. They are here with purpose and with a mission. If you aren’t here to help them just get out of their way.

There are many who walk among us who are here to create great change. I am blessed (or cursed) with the ability to SEE them. They rarely if ever see me and I am unable to reach many of them. I can see their soul being tortured in this limited reality and I want to help. But you can’t walk up to a stranger and tell them they have an entire battalion of light warriors walking behind them….. That they are leading a revolution in consciousness….. That if all they can do is stay alive today, that is all they need to do because just their energy being on the Earth right now is holding a frequency that is keeping the planet from spinning out of control into chaos. No… you can’t say that to a stranger. However. Every so often, a Soul Brother will see me. That is when I feel blessed. And every so often a Soul Brother will hear me. That is the real game changer.

I am a conduit for information to come in from higher realms. I speak truth and I speak from a love frequency. When people are open to receiving, it comes through me and I get to see the story too. I learn so much from translating this energy for people. It’s what I love.

Often It will begin with a dream. I will be shown a person, their energy, their purpose. I might not even know them yet. Then I will be asked in the dream state to clear energy for them, to give support to them. That they are doing something important in the higher realms to correct the energy on Earth. This is one story of a Soul Brother who was open to see and hear. I was seeing visions for him well before he asked me to Journey on his behalf and it was a relief to share that information with him, see him integrate it and recalibrate his life moving forwards.


To all the Warriors of Light I know what you have been through to get to where you are now, and I know that people can’t see it. So there will be no regard

I know what it takes, how much strength and purpose must run through you to have the determination in the face of absolute heart break to stick to your convictions. When you stand face to face with those you love and tell them you are leaving to carve out a new path.

I know that you let everything that you had built until this day crumble at your feet because you know it has no worth where you are going, and it will slow you down. As you cut these things away from your life, you bleed from the loss.

I know how many trials you have been through, how much your body has twisted in pain and how many nightmares you have torn your way through just to be here still

I am here to witness you, I am here to tell you that it is going to be worth it, you are creating great ripples of change across the world and the universe.

Together we are stepping into a new reality where the only rules that apply will be those fundamental universal principles that govern us all.


~In this video you will see the FULL Shamanic experience through a Spirit Journey with Kilandril. You will hear every word and exploration of a personal spirit journey. It is raw & uncensored.

You are Solid Gold, no poison shall pass your lips

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As I drop into the beat of the dance I go into trance and I Journey.

Green ribbons of light move through me stitching me to the Earth and gold ribbons of light move through me stitching me to the heavens. I step forwards and I see a warrior facing me, as I walk towards him he says that we are not soul kin we are blood kin. We are of the same body.

I place my hand palm forward and we touch skin to skin. Alchemy is created and immediately my skin burns turning to ash and falling away. I step through him, incinerating my entire body and his, ash and embers floating away and we stand back to back joined. As I step forward pulling away we are magnetised together and I am made of solid gold. My feet fall heavy to the ground like I am marching and with each step I see another warrior appear. We are all made of solid gold and we are woven together with threads of gold light. I can see as they see, hear as they hear. We are of one body. I march with heavy feet until all of the warriors appear to me and the golden threads of light create a fully enclosed grid of healing energy around the earth.

As we have awoken to our true warrior form, the high divine beings of light come in to guide us. I am shown that I must regenerate my body, no poison may pass my lips. Golden light comes from within and transforms my skin, hair and eyes so I am radiant in form. My vibrancy and light will draw to me those who are my blood kin. We are of one body, we will think and move as one so we can use our immense force to shift and mold the Earth into a place of harmony.

The divine beings say without the radiance from within no one can see you. It is time to be seen. Show your golden status to the world and draw to you those of your kin. As I feel the warmth of the golden ray activate within me and sparkle through every cell of my body I see another tribe of great Warriors. The Amazons the original warrior women. They stand in formation making the shape of a spear head and they are woven together with strands of luminous green light. They carry spears and swords and shields crafted beautifully from the trees of the forests and the stones of the rivers and in this way they are completely connected to and protected by the earth energy.

These two great tribes of warriors stand together and support each other. I move to stand with the Amazons. I face the Golden Warriors and we cast peace over them, emerald green cells encapsulate and create peace and calm around each warrior. I move to stand with the Golden Warriors and we create a solid and protective grid around the Amazons so they can move freely though the Earth realms awakening their gifts and awakening the Earth again. They speak to the elementals, the plants, animals and creatures of the sea.

Lions Gate Portal Experience

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I enclose myself in a golden crystalline sphere of energetic protection and allow the experience to unfold.

A great dial of symbols and images begins spinning above me. A carved circular calendar. So great is the time it encompasses that it was born before time itself. The circling dial clicks as it moves into place and I see a golden cord of light coming down through the centre into me. I see myself standing with this cord of golden light coming from far beyond my perception. I am grounded and graced with words of comfort. You are in the right time and you are in the right place. I see the golden energy as light coming down through me into the Earth beneath my feet. I am pulled to the ground with the gravity of it. I crumple into the foetal position. The golden cord connecting to me like a star piercing my umbilicus.

I see great beings of light standing over me as if I am in the womb and they speak to me. A membrane of fabric and light between me and them but they are so close I could nearly touch them. My body stretches and arks as energy. I see and feel what it was like to fold my energy body and consciousness around the consciousness of my unborn son. One who was to visit the Earth but never to remain here in his own body. For the entirety of his visit we shared one body. My consciousness wrapped around his, shielding him and protecting him. He stands now as one of these brilliant light beings looking down on me lovingly. I am told that I did not give birth to him but he gave birth to me. The alchemy and dilution of our two conscious minds melding and blending as we housed one body. That I was forever changed and have been given sight that I might not otherwise have accessed on my own. They tell me that we have done this many times before. In different ways we have sought to create a connection to spirit that otherwise may not have penetrated the dense energy present on the Earth. Having me on the ground in a physical body as part of the Earth collective and those I am connected with outside of the Earth’s sphere of energetic influence, together we can achieve more. That every day I become more and more like the Phoenix myself. The mythical creature who gives birth to itself over and over again, retaining all wisdom and experience and shedding all fear and trauma.

My son Phoenix came into my life like a rising star. A ball of fire that burnt through my very being. He was my son but he was the sun that shone a light upon me illuminating the truth of my infinite being.

Now every day that I am on Earth I am graced with this connection to the great Phoenix archetype, to shape and reshape myself over and over again, to serve with love and intention on the many levels of existence.

Where the Heavens Meet the Earth, Golden Ray is Birthed

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I stand with my feet on the Earth and green glass like crystal stretches out from beneath me. I see that I am standing in an impact crater. The glass-like crystal is tektite. (In Australia, Australite). It opens like a cave beneath me and I see blue glowing light. As I enter the cave, fragments of the tektite start to cover my body like an armour. The blue light is like an electromagnetic field and it begins to draw back all of the lost fragments to the impact site. They gather and connect like liquid. All of the fragments returned, the impact site is like a great crater made of liquid glass. The edges curving up like waves. 


As I stand in the centre of the crater the liquid tektite glass begins to fill my bones and I fill with the blue star light. I begin to hear the voices of the heavenly body that the meteorite has come from. I begin to see all of the impact sites drawing back their fragments to one energy like liquid. I see others being covered in tektite armour, symbols and language covers the armour. There are many of us standing in these craters on earth being filled with the energy of the stars that sent the meteors to earth. I am given the understanding that the stars have given a piece of themselves to the earth. This is where the heavens have met the Earth and are communicating. I understand that is also what many of us living on the earth now have done. Broken off a piece of our greater selves to give to the earth, live with the Earth, love the Earth and become one with the Earth. 


As we stand in the centre of each crater our bones filled with tektite and blue star light, the voices of the heavenly bodies continue to speak. I hear them talking to the trees, the lichen, the stones and fungi. The stars are speaking to them through us. I stand in front of a wattle tree. My bones and skin covered in tektite and now my head crowned with many points of crystal rising up from my skull. I place my hand on the wattle tree and I speak for the stars that have sent part of themselves to the earth, I speak as my higher self. I ask the wattle to open bloom and cover the valleys in the golden ray. Millions of tiny golden round flowers open and I see the flowers each haloed in golden light. This force of energy moving across large pieces of the land and infusing the earth with so much light in a time of winter darkness. The star speaks through me so kindly and lovingly to the trees. The plants are allies of the stars, I now know this to be true.

I stand electrified and charged by the energy moving through me. A great sphere made of light strands surrounds me. Blue and green. Heaven and Earth. The static charge of the electric strands of energy move around me and I see that this generated energy is pulling other stands of energy out of the earth. They are deleted sequences, outdated programs, old timelines, thought forms that are out of alignment, pain that has been released, many emotions are being recycled and cleared in this way. I stand within the sphere and I watch as the deleted sequences of energy, pale and disconnected from each other are drawn into the sphere and alchemised, electrified and re activated into new programmes of peace, compassion, understanding, love, acceptance.
Heaven and Earth joining in each of us to make us into something new. Shining and peaceful. Awakened and alive with life force.

Dance Journey – Spears of light pierce the hidden world of Darkness

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We rise up from the Earth at night, made of clay and mud. Our bodies form and harden, powdered with dust, bones made of stone. Shoulders wide and stance grounded with solid foundation. Formed this way we are coloured the tones of the earth’s body, ochre, rust, tannin, sand. We begin to walk out from our place or origin, some of us grow tall and form mountains, stopping still. Some of us stretch wide and form river beds, water flows over us and we bathe. The rest of us walk upon the Earth as tribes. Forming battalions of warriors, we walk as one, we see as one and we move as one. As the dawn rises the Master Star, our sun, pierces our eyes and illuminates and electrifies our bodies, we are filled with light and we are filled with mission knowledge. The sky, as clear as it is and our vision greatly enhanced, we see the millions of smaller stars in the dawn sky. Like swords of truth, the light of the stars spear towards us in a million different rays of light connecting to matching points on our bodies. Then we are ourselves like stars radiating out the light from many origins. 

We walk on, glowing and covered in spears of light. As we move we begin to interlock with other Tribe members as the light shards connect and create longer swords. We are moved through this interlocking process until we form molecules in a greater alchemical structure. Once we have all found our place and been locked into connection through the star light frequencies we liquify into the pure silver light that pours like metal from a smelter into all of the cracks and creavesses in the Earth’s physical structure. We enter into all places deep within the Earth that have had damage and have been infiltrated by dark energy. We pour ourselves as liquid light deep into our mothers wounds and we sooth and wrap ourselves around every corner, every hole is filled. We spend a great amount of time entering into the deepest darkest, most hidden places. Deep within the ocean where water floats upon water. In underground tunnels and secret tombs, in hidden sacred places that have been disturbed. We move from one end of the Earth to the other. We find impact sites from space interference, we find canals and lairs, we find hollowed out rot under forests, we go deep and we do not stop until it is complete. 

I step out of the liquid form and call in higher energies to help scarify and deeply purge the wounds in the Earth. There are dark entities burrowed in. We lash and bind them with chains of light. Each held by the Soldiers of higher beings who have come in to help. They scream and claw and try to scramble away but their entire hidden world has been filled with silver star light and they cannot move away from us. While we hold the wounded spaces in liquid star light the Soldiers pull on the chains binding the Dark entities and they draw them up and out of the Earth, up and out of the Earth’s atmosphere to the void of space where they can do no harm. They are taken to trial by the higher decrees.

The gaping chasms caused by disharmonious energy must be closed as well and cleansed. Returning to liquid I move into the space as one with my tribes. We draw closed the hidden world of darkness, pulling and sealing the Earth to fold upon itself, sealing and closing the gaps and healing the wounds with golden light as we draw ourselves up through the ground again to stand in our bodies. We have been filtered and cleansed as the Earth has been cleansed. Every cell in our bodies has gone through a fine energetic sieve. 

The closure of the underground hiding places for these dark entities has a follow on effect and the others not hidden underground, now afraid, take to the air and evict their impact sites and desecrated sacred temples. Upon the last of these entities leaving the Earth’s atmosphere the soldiers take up residence at every shore line. Standing at the very edge of the water, their star light blue eyes glowing, they watch and they create a further seal of the Earth’s energy. Using the Ocean as a second line of defence after the Atmosphere, the Soldiers whisper sweet sounds to the Earth to seal and heal the natural barriers. The water glows electric blue, the current of energy pulsing deeply through the water of the ocean.