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And later, when I was already an adult, I asked why in such a remote village there was a nut house. It turned out that this village is situated in the geopathogenic zone, and people discovered special abilities in spite of their will. In such a unique place I was conceived and born. 

In this remote village was an interesting event.
A fireball flew through an open kitchen window. It flew around the kitchen, turned around and flew out the window as well. This was the first meeting with spirit of lightning. That was the beginning of our friendship. It was the first initiation by fire for me.

When I was 3-4 years old, in the winter I was allowed to walk. A small child in a heavy mouton fur coat, very clumsy. And I wanted to leave the yard, behind the house, and there was a wild forest there. When the family noticed my absence and began to look for me, they found me behind the house in the woods, and there were fresh tracks of a snow leopard nearby. So began my friendship with cats. It was a hungry year, and the wild northern cat was supposed to eat me up. Later, when I began to practice time travel, I returned to this situation and remembered everything clearly. The snow leopard came and wanted to eat. And he saw the shamanic gift in my soul. The leopard spoke to my soul. And expressed its respect for the future shaman. And I fell in love with the northern spotted cat. Now I have a deep spiritual connection with Kazakhstan, and the symbol of the Nazarbayev dynasty is a snow leopard.

As a child, I, like all children, loved to draw. Even when I was sitting on a potty. And later I drew princesses on paper. Those were always princesses in medieval dresses, with high hairstyles, with jewelry and crowns. And… on the head there was one more pair of ears. Cat ears, with tufts of a lynx. Since childhood, my totem has been the Altai lynx. And so, intuitively, I added lynx ears to all my princesses.

Currently, there are a lot of funny situations involving the lynx. In 2017, a woman named Anna watched my videos on the Internet and wanted to come to our seminar. And she had no money. In the morning, she went out into the yard and saw that a lynx, a real lynx, had killed her chicken. Of course, the rescue service was called. The lynx was caught. And Anna began to look for the owner. And it turned out that the lynx has escaped from a businessmen who lived nearby. The lynx was returned to him, and the grateful businessman gave Anna the money enough for two seminars, and for the trip there and back to the seminar. Anna came and said that I came personally and helped her to come to the seminar.

We lived in the far East several years and moved. It was a young town right on the bank of the sacred Angara river. This is the only river that flows out of Lake Baikal. The Baikal is a father, and the Angara is his only and beloved daughter.
I went to high school here. I played sports and went cross-country skiing. And received the category of a candidate for master of sports. I could not do gymnastics or go swimming because there was a smell of bleach. The soul chose the sport in the woods.

At school, I started to study Castaneda.
While at school, I began to look for my path.
Before leaving for Tibet, a little niece pointed to a photograph of a Saint woman on the dressing table and said it was Aayla. It was a small prediction.

When I was at school, I attended my first spiritual seminars. I first walked on glass at 15. The first seminar I attended was on holotropic breathing held by an American trainer. In a trance, I received a message from the higher powers that the destiny to help people awaited me. At the beginning of perestroika when the laws were inactive, I got into a group of students who were going to Tibet. And I studied in Tibet for almost a year. There the archpriest gave me the blessing to seek my ancestral roots and to restore the tradition. I was invited to go to India and teach there, and to continue training there.

When I returned to my homeland, I began to restore the knowledge of the shamanic lineage. And only then I found out that I am the heir to several ancient traditions.
– The Altai tradition through maternal grandmother;
– the Estonian tradition of the Balts through the grandfather on the maternal side;
– The Ukrainian healers through the paternal line.
Now I am an elder in these lineages.

I began to study shamanism from the spirit of an ancestor, and also according to the advice and the prediction of the archpriest of the Tibetan monastery I found a living shaman teacher. This is the supreme shaman of the Northern tradition – the great white shaman.