Born in a small town in Transylvania, Romania, as a child I would often repeat to myself, “I wish to remember my childhood.” That wish shaped me, I grew up keeping my curiosity and sense of wonder. I dreamt of traveling the world, and I did. People called me lucky because my wishes often came true, but I was simply a joyful, talkative child who loved to laugh and see possibilities everywhere.
Yet, standing out was never a choice. I was always a head taller than other children, bullied and called names for my size. I longed to fit in, but no matter how hard I tried, I was always different. Even as a teenager, the feeling of not belonging lingered, shops didn’t carry the “cool” clothes in my size, and my hometown felt too small for my dreams. Determined to find my place, I left to study journalism in another Transylvanian city. University was a revelation: I immersed myself in philosophy, world religions, social sciences, communication, and learned to be bold and observant. That boldness took me to New York, where I faced new challenges, including more bullying, this time from my own countrymen. They found it hilarious to call me names just because they would get a reaction out of me and no one around understood them. At first I ran away, they followed and that was the decision moment to stand up for myself, and realized: If I could make it there, I could make it anywhere (just like the Frank Sinatra song).
After graduation, I kept moving, living in multiple countries, each move a leap outside my comfort zone. I left behind friends, loves, books, and clothes, learning the art of detachment and the power of adaptation. Every new place brought its own challenges, but I learned to trust my abilities and live freely.
Then came lock down. Suddenly, my hard-won freedom was gone. I found myself in a foreign country, heartbroken (the person i thought was my magical soulmate had left me), unable to speak the language, and for the first time, I experienced depression. I was forced to confront every unhealed part of myself, my emotional intelligence was at rock bottom, my heart closed, and I kept asking: “What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I just be accepted and loved as I am?”
These questions sent me on a deep inner journey. I explored mystical schools, learned to meditate, practiced Theta Healing, past life regression, trauma work, and more. With the help of teachers, books, plant medicine, and cycles of darkness and integration, I finally saw the light. I found my joy again, healed, and learned to love myself. Since 2020, it felt like the universe put my healing on fast-forward preparing me for the next chapter.
That chapter continued with Debbie Solaris’ Galactic Akashic Reading course. Connecting with the Akashic field felt natural, as if I’d been doing it for lifetimes. I tested my abilities, first with strangers, then friends, building trust in my own gift. Now, I am confident in my role as a bridge between the divine unseen and the seen world.
I unboxed myself throughout my whole life and I’m here to help you do the same.
Neea Wise 