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New York opened a new chapter in my journey, one where consciousness met commerce, and the Divine Feminine walked through marble halls of power. From sacred conversations at the Harvard Club to the whisper of destiny at the United Nations, new bridges are being built between Spirit and System, and this is just the beginning. Next stop, Bhutan.
New York opened a new chapter in my journey, one where consciousness met commerce, and the Divine Feminine walked through marble halls of power. From sacred conversations at the Harvard Club to the whisper of destiny at the United Nations, new bridges are being built between Spirit and System, and this is just the beginning. Next stop, Bhutan.

New York I have just returned from New York, a city that, like Nusa Penida, carries its own magic. Not the jungle magic of Bali, but the electric pulse of a world on the brink of transformation. The Temple of Finance and the Call of Gaia

Stepping into the marble halls of the Harvard Club of New York as keynote speakers at the Prestel and Partner Family Office Forum felt like entering a modern day temple,

not of stone idols or burning incense,

but of glass, gold, and ambition polished to perfection.

The air was rich with espresso and conversation, alive with the pulse of legacy, wealth, and vision. And yet, beneath the hum of finance and formality, there was something deeper, a quiet knowing

that this too was sacred ground. From our suite high above Times Square,

the city stretched before us like a living constellation.

We had just arrived from the airport,

still carrying the hum of travel in our bodies,

when we were ushered directly into a gathering of leaders and visionaries,

the opening reception for the Prestel and Partner Family Office Forum.


We do not drink,

and yet the room itself intoxicated us,

not with wine, but with energy.

The kind of energy that signals destiny.

It was clear that the walls of the Harvard Club, lined with portraits of presidents and scholars, were ready for a new story to be told, one of wealth as service, and leadership as devotion.

The towers of glass and steel shimmered like crystal antennas, vibrating with possibility. And within those mirrored halls, leaders of finance, family offices, and foundations gathered, visionaries shaping the material framework of our world.

This was the Prestel and Partner Family Office Forum, an international convergence of influence and intention, where I was invited to speak about Global Leadership, Feminine Empowerment, Conscious Evolution, and Gaia’s New Economy.

When I spoke of Sovereign Leadership, Conscious Education, and Gaia’s New Economy. I could feel the field shift. Stephen followed with a meditation that brought the room into complete stillness. For a moment, even time seemed to pause.

The organizer, James, approached us afterwards, eyes lit with recognition.“You must come and speak at our next forum in Dubai,” he said, “and then London.”

The bridge between consciousness and capital had been formed.

It was clear that the walls of the Harvard Club, lined with portraits of presidents and scholars, were ready for a new story to be told, one of wealth as service, and leadership as devotion.

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The Lady of the United Nations Among the many who graced this gathering, one radiant soul shone above them all, Lady Gloria Starr Kins, a ninety eight year old dragon of diplomacy, Radiant and wise, sharp as a sword, and soft as silk, she carried the wisdom of nearly a century of global leadership.


President and Founder of the United Nations Society and Diplomatic Review, she met us like an old friend, her eyes sparkling with the fire of the Feminine Council of the Earth.

“Raquel and Stephen, I know everyone from the Rockefellers to the Trumps” she said. “Whoever you need to meet in this country, name it, and I will connect you.”

And she did.

Right there, in real time, picking up the phone and introducing us to presidents, heads, visionaries, and leaders across the world.


Lady Gloria embodies true feminine leadership, power rooted in fierce compassion and wisdom refined through time. Looking at her, I saw a reflection of myself at ninety eight, radiant, sharp, and devoted to Gaia. Bridges to the Future

From Lady Gloria to the Mother of Google, Esther Wojcicki, the conversations rippled through timelines.

Esther Wojcicki, teacher, innovator, and mother to three daughters who lead YouTube, 23andMe, and global health initiatives, met us for tea. We formed a chat group we called Tea Together, a circle of laughter and future collaboration.

Conversations unfolded like destiny revealing itself, from tea with Esther Wojcicki, the Mother of Google, to invitations from the United Nations to speak on digital economies later this year. Every meeting felt guided. Every handshake, a ceremony. It was as if Gaia herself was weaving introductions through invisible threads.

We met those who carry the keys to this transition, scientists, investors, and diplomats who are ready to anchor Gaia Consciousness into practical, measurable form.

These alliances are not coincidences. They are cosmic appointments, agreements made long before time began.

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And then there was Jean-Louis, a brilliant young diplomat from the United Nations,

who invited us to speak at the UN Symposium on Digital Economies this December.

It was as if the gates of manifestation had opened, and the currents of Gaia herself were guiding each introduction.

Every meeting felt predestined, each soul a keeper of a key.


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By the time we left the Harvard Club, I could feel that something had shifted. The city pulsed with a new frequency. Beneath the noise and the lights, the Dragon Lines of Wall Street stirred, ready to awaken from their long sleep.

New York showed me a new face of the Divine Feminine, one that stands tall in silk and steel, speaking truth in boardrooms, transforming the world from within. I felt Black Moon Lilith here too, whispering through every woman who has the courage to bring her light into structures that once resisted it.

Returning to Sedona

Now, as I return home to Sedona, I can still feel the heartbeat of New York inside me. What was seeded there is now taking root in Gaia’s womb. The bridges between Spirit and System, Heaven and Earth, are being built through us. With deep gratitude to my dear beloved partner Stephen, the Lady Glorias of this world, and all those walking beside us in service to Gaia’s awakening.

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And as one chapter closes, another begins. Next stop is Bhutan.

In sovereign love, Raquel Spring ♡

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