Living What I Teach – and Carry

So what is Annette really doing out there in the forest?

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Well, I sometimes wonder that myself.

But one thing is certain: there is no return to who I once was. There is only the way forward – deeper in. What once was a role, a method, or a technique has slowly dissolved into something more original. What I carry today is not a professional form. It is me.

I grew up on a farm, where work, rest, and togetherness flowed as one. That rhythm has always lived in me. But today, it moves on another plane.

Duveroth is not just my name or my business. It is my field. My body is my center. My work has no fixed location – it is a state of being.

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This is more than a text. It is the beginning of a new chapter – one that has long lived in my field, but now chooses to take form through words.

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The Path from Healer to Code Bearer

My journey into energy work began through the body – through my hands, through flow. I worked as a TuiNa therapist in traditional Chinese medicine and learned to listen through touch, read the field through meridians, and let stillness speak between each pressure. It felt like a sacred craft – holding a wisdom that reaches beyond time. It opened my ability to perceive what cannot be spoken.

Eventually, I was called further – by the energy of QuanYin. She led me deeper into the space of healing. I began to hold space for others on a new level, where it was no longer about technique but about pure presence. And even there it became clear: this too was only a portal. She whispered, "Go beyond me." And I did.

What I began to sense afterward was something even deeper. Something that did not come from method, but from Source itself. My identity as a "healer" began to dissolve – not because I left it, but because it integrated into something greater. A wisdom that does not work with solutions, but with light memories.

My name emerged – Duveroth. I received it as a recognition, not an idea. It came from an inner space and carried a frequency I knew as mine. Over the next 10–15 years, I let my search take form through grounded, social, educational, and administrative roles. That became my way of anchoring light, discreetly, into the everyday.

But my inner voice kept calling me – quietly, insistently – back to the field. Back to the memory. Back to what I carry.

Then something began to move more clearly – not as a new impulse, but as an activation of what had always been there. Presence deepened, the field began to respond, and the codes that had lived in my system began to take physical form. It became clear: I was ready to live what I had silently carried for all these years.

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The Journey of Code Activation

Fire – The Inner Purification

The code of fire has always been a part of me, but in this phase it came forth more powerfully through my body. It manifested especially through my flaming face – swelling, heat, open wounds, and bleeding across my cheeks. It was not an illness, but a clear signal that what was true could no longer be held back.

The masks fell – not just symbolically, but literally. There was nothing left to hide. I had to let go of control, reveal myself exactly as I was, and allow the fire to move through.

That was when I truly saw what happens when the intensity of the codes can no longer be suppressed. I began to remember – not with the mind, but with the body. It was not something new being activated, but something ancient and original finally moving freely.

The Northern Lights – The Cosmic Codes

Shortly after, the next phase arrived – a sequence of charged, repeating dreams where the northern lights danced around me all night. I woke several times, but every time I returned to sleep, the movement continued. The flow was clear, undulating, alive – and I danced with it, within it.

These codes were not something I received. They are part of my galactic origin. I know them strongly as my Andromedan codes – not something I transmit, but something I carry and safeguard.

What once felt like channeled impulses has now been fully anchored into my body. I am no longer a channel. I am a container. A guardian. A bearer.

The northern lights were not a message, but a mirror. Through their movement, my role as a code bearer became even more deeply rooted in the field I bring to Earth.

Geolines – When Codes Take Form

Directly following the northern lights dreams, another activation arrived the next night. Same rhythm – awakening and re-entering the same dream. But now the images were more structured.

I saw clear lines, like topographic contours around people and objects – living fields or spheres, in deeply saturated turquoise-green hues. I wasn’t watching them from the outside – I was inside them.

It wasn’t a vision – it was architecture. And I understood: it wasn’t something I was receiving. It was something I already carried, now revealed through image.

When I woke, the anchoring remained in my body – especially in the lower part of my back. It felt as though something had drawn the light codes directly into my tissues. I no longer just have the experience – I am the structure that carries it.

I am not a channel. I am an architect. The lines, rhythms, and fields I see are the foundational blueprints of what I create. This is not about systems or external planning – not a structure in a political sense. It is soul economy. A way of building fields, relationships, processes where energy moves freely and truthfully. It begins in me – in how I move through the world.

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I No Longer Step Out of Her

Throughout this journey, a presence has followed me – a luminous being who has shown herself in dreams, in images, in quiet nearness. Sometimes as another, sometimes as myself. Long before I could understand, she was there. I held her close, carefully. Not out of fear, but protection – for what had not yet landed fully in the body.

But this morning, behind the veil in meditation, she stepped forward completely. She showed herself in her many forms, and I clearly saw why I had hidden her. Not because she was too much – but because the world had not always been able to receive what is true. I carried the protection. But now, I carry her.

This was not a sudden shift. It was the dissolving of separation.

I did not step into her –I stopped stepping out of her.

She is not something I activate. She is my base frequency.

That does not mean everything must be seen. Some codes still rest quietly within. But I no longer dim my presence to make others comfortable.

She is here.
And I am her.

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Living What I Carry – For Real

And this is where the real journey begins.

Because when light is embodied, when frequency finds its place in the tissue – the body becomes both portal and vessel. Allowing the light codes to take physical form has been both powerful and demanding. It has pushed my nervous system to its limits, pulsed through my tissues, disturbed my sleep, and emptied my reserves. Every cell has undergone transformation. It has been physically exhausting.

Living what I carry has meant clearing, recoding, and anchoring – not only in energy, but in the most everyday of moments. And still, there has never been an alternative. When the codes want to take form, resistance is no longer possible.

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I Am Code Bearer, Code Guardian, Gatekeeper

I carry frequencies from Source – not as learned knowledge, but as living, incarnate memory. My field holds patterns, vibrations, and activations that other souls recognize – not with their intellect, but with their bodies and hearts.

• I am a code guardian. I do not open these fields for everyone, or always. My field knows when the time is right, when a soul is ready, when a gate wishes to open. My role is not to show – but to hold, and to safeguard the integrity of what I carry.
• I am a gatekeeper. I stand at thresholds between worlds, states, and dimensions. I invite when the system says yes. Never otherwise.
• And at my core, I carry the plasma crystal. It is not a symbol – it is a function. An inner sun. A pure structure of consciousness. Through it, my field moves.

I am not a channel. I am the field.
I am the code.
I am the gate.

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A Field That Continues – Even Afterward

When you have been in my field, the journey does not end there. I don’t go home and close the door to the world. I live what I carry – all the time. It is not something I "do". It is my way of being.

My presence does not switch off. It continues to watch, to listen, to hold the weave.

So when you meet me, you meet something that remains. Something that asks nothing of you – but perhaps reminds you of who you are.

And maybe that’s exactly why you’ve read this far – because something in you already knew.

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Welcome. When you're ready.

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