Friday, May 15th, 2026

I’ve said a lot recently about the journey of the Lightning Path, a path of “rapid results” as taught by the lightning nymphs of Dodona, material I’ll be teaching in my upcoming course…

I don’t know many people who wouldn’t like rapid results, and I’ve been living this path all year and getting the results at a staggering rate…

But there is something the lightning path must be rooted in, in order to be successful. It has to be grounded, which makes sense, and is why even many generations later the Priestesses at Dodona were known to always walk with bare feet.

As I’ll be teaching in the course, grounding on the earth is not enough though…we have to ground into the body so deeply to run the current of “lightning” and bring things into being so quickly. And to do that, these nymphs and priestesses used the equally-important path of the senses…the slow path of the sensual. That is how they could tap into the true desire and nourishment that guides the lightning path. Energy isn’t enough. The soul and body must be aligned. There must be sustenance so profound at a core level that when the energy meets it, there is true alchemy. This is now the nymphs shapeshifted, how they created such rapid manifestation.

I recently began to speak of the story that just started coming through for my next book of a Priestess of Dodona named Phoibe who begins to have memories of having been a lightning nymph, one hot summer night walking the temple grounds. What she quickly realizes is that she felt this “white heat” once before…when she kissed her friend while they were laying in the flowers…

They began to experience this instant manifestation because they were in the slow and sensual, immersed in flowers and nature, and also had the current of the white lightning running through them…but Phoibe didn’t know what it was yet, and pulled back from the fullness of it.

If lightning sounds like too much, there’s good reason…it takes a building of these sensual practices for some time before the current can run clearly, like clean electricity that can be directed as you wish…

I’ll be returning to Phoibe’s story as more of it comes, and in the meantime if this speaks to you, you will want to run not walk to join my course: The Black Doves: The Priestesses of Dodona that starts May 27th that teaches all of these practices and so much more.

This won’t become one of my self-study courses like many of the others…after May 27th the doors will close so if you are called read more about it here! This will be the experience of a lifetime, and I can’t wait to share it with so many of you. Either way loves, stay tuned for as much magic as you can hold…I will keep sharing it…

Love,

Jennifer

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Saturday, May 9th, 2026

It was a summer night, late while I was walking the grounds as I always do when I can’t sleep, when I first remembered the white heat…

~ Phoibe the Priestess, from The Return of the Sexual Priestess by Jennifer Posada

I remember when I had the earliest flash of Phoibe, a Priestess of the ancient Oracle site of Dodona in Greece.  I didn’t know her name yet, and I thought the vision came related to my upcoming course The Black Doves: The Priestesses of Dodona.  I’m used to having visions come before I teach a course or class, and I thought already knew about all the stories that would be in my book.

But then, one day while I was writing to a fellow author and asking if he, too, received his book in visions, Phoibe suddenly came to me, and was ready to tell me her story.  I shifted to a blank page and began writing immediately, channeling solidly after that for over an hour, barely able to get the words out as fast as they came.

Because they seemed to come at the pace of lightning…

It was fitting, since Phoibe turned out to be not just a Priestess at the ancient site of Dodona, the oldest Oracle site in Greece, but one who remembered, one warm summer night having been…long before the temple…a Lightning Nymph.  She, like I, was channeling an older story…

And what had awakened her, in the very first sense of these memories coming back, was a kiss…

“We once lived in that brush of lips…”

In a time when the body still felt like a blossom, and when lightning scrawled messages across the earth…magic had been tangible, and what brought her back to that power was what it felt like to experience a kiss.

When Phoibe remembers, her abilities begin to open up again…and this is what needs to happen for each of us.  We become activated, and suddenly we remember how the “sap” can rise in us when we feel the sap rise in the ancient Oak…we can hear what the wind needs to tell us, and we begin to know the way…

I didn’t expect to begin to share part of Phoibe’s story now, while she’s still just in the process of sharing it with me.  But these stories want to be told so badly, and want to bring the activations and transmissions they are meant to, that the voices have become more urgent…

Now, they say.  Not when the time seems perfect or you feel ready…now…

This is the Lightning Path.  It’s a path I was told I’d be taking at the beginning of this year: this year you will wield lightning.  I felt it move through me when I read those words.  Soon after, I was guided to share a chapter of my upcoming book, that I also never thought I’d share in advance, and then sent on a writing retreat that came into being in what felt like the snapping of fingers, where I had magical experiences I have barely recounted yet.  Now I’m beginning to share about Phoibe while she is still whispering her story into my ears…

I’m following the lightning, what was known to the lightning nymphs and those that came soon after them as “the path of rapid results”…  As soon as this began, the Lightning Nymphs also came, inspiring me to share my course about the Priestesses of Dodona again…the ones who could hear prophetic messages on the wind, something we can all remember how to do, as we did, hand in hand sometimes and barefoot, under the Oak trees at Dodona.  Only this time I’d be teaching not just about the ways of listening to the wind, but the lightning path of the ancient Nymphs too…

There is another important piece of all of this that I will share about soon…what grounds all of this is as important as any of those gifts that come from it, and is what makes them possible…

I’ll be back with more stories to stir your remembering, magic and gifts very soon…

Until then, with the love of Lightning,

Jennifer

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