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Haus of Eleven, Grande Prairie, AB (2026)

09/04/2026

I dreamt up something new. 😮‍💨✨🙌

Something bite-sized.
Accessible.
Potent as f**k.

Because sometimes you don’t need the whole meal deal.

Sometimes you just need one good hit of exactly what your soul needs right f**king now.

A little clarity.
A little validation.
A little perspective shift.
A little “holy s**t… THAT’S what I needed to hear.”

Introducing BOOSTER BREATH. 👀✨💨

A concentrated dip into the Quantum Field + Akashic Records, delivered straight to your inbox.

No question needed. No big deep dive.

Just you, your soul + whatever is ready to come through.

$75 • Delivered via email

DM me BOOST to receive yours. 🫶🔮😮‍💨

07/26/2026

💸✨🎲Dealers Choice Baby! 🎲💸✨

Roll the Akashic dice + see what all the hype is about.

07/07/2026

If it feels like your tolerance for what no longer fits has completely disappeared, pay attention.

That’s the 7/7 portal.

This isn’t simply about new beginnings or closing old chapters. It’s an initiation. A crossing. A threshold you’ve been walking toward long before you realized it was there.

Something is asking more of you now. Not more hustle. Not more healing. A higher standard.

In numerology, 7 carries the frequency of spiritual evolution. It’s the bridge between the seen and unseen. The place where logic loosens its grip and intuition gets louder. Totemically, it’s held by the medicine of Snake, the great transmuter, reminding us that every expansion begins with a shedding.

So if old spaces feel heavy, familiar conversations fall flat, or relationships you’ve outgrown suddenly become impossible to ignore, trust it. Your life isn’t falling apart. Your body is recognizing what your mind hasn’t caught up to yet.

This portal isn’t here to give you more. Read that again

06/10/2026

✨🔮🌀🐆 If the records are calling you, you’ll feel it. Just say YES!

05/17/2026

Calling it what it is… our kids are psychic AF. 🌀

They are deeply sensitive beings moving through a timeline that looks wildly different from the one you and I grew up in. And now more than ever, these kiddos need spiritual, energetic + nervous system support.

This week, I had the absolute honour of facilitating gentle yet powerful energy work for two 11-year-old twin boys. 🦋

The first boy walked in carrying so much heaviness, yet was incredibly open to the experience. The moment he hit the bed, something started shifting. Dense energy began moving quickly and by the end of the session, he looked at me and said he felt “brand new.” Lighter. Clearer. Even his eyes looked brighter.

His brother came in more skeptical. More guarded. A little resistance sitting at the front gate.

But underneath that? A nervous system equally hungry for release.

Slowly, trust began to build. His body softened. His energy opened. And piece by piece, he began letting go too.

We spent time feeling into each of their unique energetic needs and I was able to offer gentle encouragement, insight and little bits of “homework” to support them moving forward. Because honestly? A little energetic hygiene goes a long way with sensitive kiddos. 🌙

And THEN came the cards…

Both boys pulled 5 cards each, which is also their first vibration in numerology. And somehow, they BOTH pulled the “Moon Casting” card… a card all about owning your magic and embracing who you truly are. 🌕⚡️

You cannot make this s**t up.

Holding space for spiritually sensitive children will forever be one of the deepest honours of my work because I was that psychic child once too. Carrying things I didn’t have words for.

Now, through this work, I get to hold the kind of space I know would’ve changed everything for me.

These kids do not need to be “fixed.” They need spaces where they feel safe enough to remain connected to themselves. 🦋

03/09/2026

Not everyone can hold the kind of space where a nervous system finally feels safe enough to fall asleep. 🪽✨💤

And if you’re someone who has been holding a lot for a long time… you know how rare that kind of space actually is.

During today’s session, I watched that moment arrive.

A woman came in carrying the same thing so many of us do. The weight of life. Responsibility. Old tension and stagnant energy that has been sitting in the body far longer than it should have to.

When someone lies down on my table they’re not just bringing curiosity. They’re bringing their stories, their wounds, their nervous system, and the deeper layers of their soul.

That kind of trust is something I hold with deep reverence.

As I worked, I could feel her system beginning to soften. Her breath slowed. Her shoulders dropped. The subtle tension so many of us carry without even realizing it began to unwind.

And eventually… she drifted off to sleep.

Not because she checked out.
Not because she was bored.

But because her body finally realized it didn’t have to keep holding everything together.

There is a moment in this work when a nervous system exhales in a way you can actually feel in the room. When the body stops bracing. When the spirit finally gets the space it’s been asking for.

Witnessing that moment will never stop humbling me.

This work isn’t surface level spirituality or feel good fluff. It’s deep, grounded medicine. The kind that meets the body, the energy field, and the soul all at once so healing can actually land and stick.

And if you’re reading this thinking
damn… my body could use a moment like that.

I currently have availability for shamanic energy work sessions.

Because the truth is, a lot of people talk about healing… but very few people are actually holding the kind of space where your nervous system can fully let go.

If your system has been carrying more than it should have to hold alone, and you’re ready for the kind of healing that actually lands in the body and lasts…

I would be honoured to hold that space for you.

Slide into my dee-ems or find the link in my bio to book directly.

✨🧚 Keelyn Bond

01/29/2026

✨Keeping it real w/ Keelyn - Entity Addition✨

I recently got tagged in a local paranormal group - someone’s house has some “activity”, they suspect an entity and are looking for help.

The comments were riddled with the same old spiritual fluff - ‘you need to smudge’, ‘do a protection spell’, ‘burn some sage and tell it to leave’ with others saying the paranormal isn’t real and to find Jesus Christ etc.

I responded to the tag, encouraging the original poster to message me. She did. Thank f**k!

I explained how there is a lot of information out there, especially in unregulated fields like this, and encouraged her to trust her discernment. I expressed that when dealing with potential entity activity, it’s important to receive quality guidance.

We spent some time feeling into the details of what was being experienced, the timeline and all the little things people tend to gloss over. I asked many questions. We peeled back multiple layers. What was revealed wasn’t some ghost to be smudged out.

This was a PK manifestation. Trauma with teeth. Trauma that had taken on a life of its own.

I was real with her… no smudge stick or sweet little prayer was gonna clean this up…

Why? Because this isn’t some Casper-the-friendly-ghost activity. This is a full blown PK manifestation tied to severe depression, substance use, and dangerous aggression. This is deep, parasitic level s**t.

And parasites will do whatever they can to keep their host.

Unfortunately, the family is not available for the level of work it would truly take to resolve the “activity” being experienced. Any quick fixes would likely make things worse.

I know because I’ve lived it.

I’ve dealt with shadow beings capable of shapeshifting in my own home, terrorizing my son when he was between one and three. I’ve lived alongside neutral spirits who simply like to make their presence known. I’ve also stood toe to toe with literal demons in the flesh.

None of this shakes me.

I’ve dedicated my professional career not only to reading the Akashic Records and anchoring higher frequencies, but to navigating the darkest of the dark. The darkness of the soul. The darkness of the Bardo. The underworld itself.

This is why expertise matters.
This is why I wish my field was regulated.
This is why I will continue to speak out about the illusions, the bulls**t, and the falsehoods plaguing this community.

Not everything can be smudged away.
Some things require truth.

Who you gunna call either way?
Keelyn, duh!

Haus calls are available for booking - dee-em me for more information.

01/19/2026

✨Keeping it too real w/ Keelyn✨

I went to spin yesterday like I do every weekend.
Kayla offered a theme ride. Heartbreaker.

I didn’t think much of it. I didn’t brace myself. I didn’t expect anything heavy to move. I just clipped in the way I always do.

By the third song, something inside me cracked wide open.

The lyrics weren’t about an ex or a friendship that faded. They pulled me somewhere much earlier. Somewhere much deeper. To the first heartbreak I ever knew.

My dad.

There’s a line that landed straight in my chest.
“I’ve watched my wildest dreams come true, not one of them involving you.”

And just like that, I wasn’t a woman on a bike anymore. I was a little girl again. A little girl who still wants her father. A woman who knows she cannot have him.

Not because I don’t love him.
Not because I haven’t tried.
But because it isn’t safe.

People hear “alcoholic” or “no contact” and fill in the blanks with something manageable. Something uncomfortable but survivable. What you’re hearing in this video is the reality behind those words.

This is my dad screaming at me, calling me a stupid f**king bitch.
This is him doing it in front of my child.
This is the same voice, the same rage my body learned to fear before I could even form memories.
(Video in comments - viewer discretion advised)

He lives with bipolar disorder. He is unmedicated. He uses alcohol and substances because he has no other tools. I know he is in pain. I know he loves me.

And still, love does not mean access.

There is a grief that comes with loving someone you cannot let close. Wanting them in your life and knowing that allowing that would cost you your safety, your nervous system, your family. That grief doesn’t live in the mind. It lives in the body.

Yesterday, it surfaced without warning. Sweat pouring. Chest tight. Tears burning behind my eyes. Held inside a room that was safe enough for it to come up and move through.

So when I say I understand.
When I say I get childhood trauma, absent parents, no contact, loving someone you cannot keep, addiction and mental health struggles.

I f**king mean it. 💗😭✨

I’m sharing this because healing isn’t about being “over it.”
It’s about having places where the truth is allowed to surface safely.

Yesterday, that place was a spin studio.
Other days, it’s the healing room.

This is why safety matters.
This is why containers matter.
And this is why I do the work the way I do. 💗

01/15/2026

Look… earlier this week I said I was going to bring forward a super affordable offering.
But after sitting with my energy, the truth landed hard.
I can’t. Not right now.
Not with the level I’m working at.

The standard is the ‘Ultimate Akashic Experience’.
And anything less would be me shrinking. I’m done shrinking.

I read energy better than most people read text messages.
And I’m done pretending thats normal.

This isn’t a cute one hour card pull.
This isn’t “pick a pile.”
This isn’t love-and-light sugar coating or spiritual tourism.

This is three to four hours of full access to your soul field.
I open your records with intention.
I meet your inner child where she actually is.
I bring your higher self online in real time.
I clear the outdated, the distorted, the borrowed.
I decode lineage patterns that have shaped you more than you realize.
I get you unstuck in ways you can feel in your body.

And I do it slowly, deliberately, without shortcuts.

Your nervous system softens.
Your clarity sharpens.
Your truth gets louder.
Your direction becomes obvious.
Your power drops back into your body.

This is why the session takes the entire afternoon.
Your soul doesn’t open on command.
Your wounds don’t reveal themselves in a hurry.
Your breakthroughs don’t come from rushing.

This work takes presence.
This work takes skill.
This work takes stamina.
This work takes responsibility.

Most readers try to squeeze a soul session into a time slot.
I refuse to do that.
That’s why this offering exists.
That’s why it lands the way it does.

Nobody else in this city is giving you this level of devotion.
Nobody is blocking off half their day to dive that deep for you.
Nobody is holding the field the way I do.
Nobody is weaving the Akasha, inner child work, shamanic translation, ancestral lineage, nervous system regulation, and soul-level clarity all in one container.

That’s why it’s the motherf**king standard.
That’s why the price is the price.
That’s why the transformation sticks.

My availability is limited because the work is real.
I have openings next week for anyone who knows they need this level of depth and is ready to sit in it fully.

You know where to find me. ✨😌🐍⌛️🪞🗡️

01/10/2026

✨ 200 Rides: The Quiet Milestone ✨
(raw + real edition, obviously)

200 classes.
200 f**king YESSES to myself.
200 times I dragged my ass into that studio when my mind told me it was selfish… or inconvenient… or pointless… or when my inner saboteur whispered “just stay home.”

And 200 times I chose my gawd damn self anyway!

0 to 100 felt like fighting for my life.
Like proving with every single ride that I was worthy, capable, strong enough, ready.
It was pure fire.
Pure grit.
A sick, beautiful, necessary need to prove to myself and maybe the whole f**king world that I could shatter the versions of me that were built from shame, trauma, and survival.

My body released 70 pounds.
My nervous system thawed.
Old pain stopped running the show.

0 to 100 was the transformation.

But 100 to 200?

That’s been the reclamation.

A deep exhale into who I actually am when I am not in survival mode.
A return to my sovereign self - steady, rooted, intuitive, aware, confident, unf**kwithable.
(that part, that part, that part, ayeeee)

These 200 rides weren’t about fitness.
They were about remembering who the f**k I am without the weight of who I thought I had to be.

0 to 100: I was becoming.
100 to 200: I arrived.

And now?
Now I’m riding and living from a place of power, not punishment.
Desire, not desperation.
Identity, not insecurity.

I don’t need to scream about it.
I don’t need balloons or a big show.

This milestone hit differently because I’m different.

Here’s to the next hundred.
Not as a woman fighting for her life…

…but as a woman living it.

🪽✨🌀🐍🐆🪽

And if you’re in your own season of becoming…
If you’re clawing through the shadows and cracking open what hurts…
If you’re fighting for breath while trying to remember who you are…

I’ve walked that path.
I’ve held myself through it.

And I can hold you through yours too.

If you’re ready to step into your next chapter
✨ clarity, healing, reclamation and all ✨
my work was made for that s**tttt.

You already know where to find me.
🪽✨🌀

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