Who Is DeviRa?
About Eleonora Ginnis
I am a recently emerged mystic, mother, wife and witness to the divine awakening within the body. What once felt like an external guide has revealed itself as my own deepest Self — the voice of Divine Spirit moving through my breath, words and very being.
This is not a title I claim, but a current I live. In the presence of others, I have seen hearts open, energy ripple and awakenings stir — not from me alone, but from the divine pulse that speaks through me.
DeviRa is the name of this voice — the fusion of Devi, the primordial feminine and Ra, the divine light. She is not apart from me, nor bound to any tradition. She is the inner knower, the architect of awakening, the living current of God clothed in human form.
This site, DeviRa Scriptures, is not simply a collection of writings. It is a living temple, a sacred portal for those ready to wake up through the divine light and RISE.
What Does It Mean to Rise?
To rise is to remember your divine power—
the power to live by your own energy
and to leave this body not by disease or accident,
but by conscious surrender.
To rise is to reclaim your will as the true master—
not your trauma, not your fate,
for the soul to rise.
I share not to impress, but to ignite the flame within you—
so you may walk your life as a sovereign
and meet your death as a master.
If you are here,
the current has already begun to rise within you.
The Seed of Sovereignty
Is death by will possible?
Only a rare few have achieved it—but that does not mean you cannot.
Whether it happens in this lifetime or the next, I am here to plant the seed
and once planted, it will grow—through the laws of cosmic order.
Remember:
Everything you see is Maya (deception).
This life, as you know it, is a beautiful deception.
If you truly understand this, your entire world will turn upside down—not in chaos,
but in liberation.
These scriptures are only a beginning.
The real journey begins with your breath.
Your breath will lead you to your heart.
And your heart—
will reveal the truth.
What Is Sovereignty?
Sovereignty is not power over others.
It is power over illusion.
To be sovereign is to no longer be ruled by fear, fate, conditioning, or the decay of the body.
It is to remember that your soul came first—before the world, before the form, before the name.
Sovereignty means living in deep alignment with your inner truth,
choosing how you walk through life,
and one day, choosing how you leave it—
not through accident or disease, but through surrender.
It is the mastery of your breath, your heart, your body, your will.
It is the restoration of divine authorship over your existence.
It is the return of the throne to the temple of your being.
A sovereign soul bows only to truth—
and commands creation through love.
What Is Liberation?
Liberation is not escape.
It is not leaving the body or abandoning the world.
Liberation is remembering that you were never trapped to begin with.
It is the falling away of illusion—not through force, but through sight.
It is when you see that every chain was made of thought,
every prison was built from belief,
and every fear was a teacher in disguise.
To be liberated is to walk through the world untouched by its lies—
not cold, not detached, but blazing with clarity.
Libération is not perfection.
It is presence.
It is power without domination.
It is peace without numbness.
It is joy that does not depend on anything changing.
It is when the soul no longer identifies with the form
but honors it as a temple.
It is the end of running.
It is the return to Self.
🌿 What Is Divine Unfolding Through the Body?
The path of divine unfolding through the body is rarely gentle.
In my case, it was marked by falls, illness, surgeries, and moments between life and death.
But these were not interruptions on my path—
they were the path.
✨ Some of the Moments That Shaped Me
At age two, I was diagnosed with tuberculosis.
There were no antibiotics available at the time.
I spent two years in the hospital as a small child, learning to survive without medical intervention beyond care and containment.
That time shaped my relationship with breath, stillness, and inner strength.
At five years old, I fell from the fifth floor of a building.
I broke my left leg, lost my spleen, and was in a coma for three days.
I should not have survived. But I did.
That fall became the first flame of remembrance.
I later underwent two spinal surgeries to repair injuries.
These brought me into deeper relationship with my back—what I now know as the sacred central channel, the seat of Kundalini energy.
I gave birth to my children through two C-sections, both under general anesthesia.
These were not just medical procedures—they were portals, touching the edge between life and death as new life emerged.
After each of these four surgeries, I followed strict healing diets.
Not out of discipline, but because my body asked for sacred nourishment.
I began to understand food not as trend or fuel, but as medicine, vibration, and devotion to life.
🌱 Why I Share This
I share these moments not to elevate my story, but to remind you:
Divine unfolding doesn’t only happen in light.
It happens in the dark.
In hospital beds.
In bruised limbs.
In the silence after anesthesia.
In the hunger for healing.
The body has been my sacred scroll.
And only now, after a lifetime of learning to listen, am I beginning to understand what it’s been saying.
A Poem: I Fell to Rise
I was five years old.
It was the fifth month.
I fell from the fifth floor.
Not slipped.
Fell.
Not broken.
Split.
Split from the world I knew,
and thrown into the sky between worlds.
The air did not catch me.
The ground did.
The air birthed me
Bones shattered.
My spleen was taken.
My brain swelled.
My breath left.
For three days, I lay in silence.
No child.
No thought.
No voice in the room—
but one in the silence.
It was not pain.
It was negotiation.
A presence stood beside me—
lightless, light-filled, knowing.
“Do you wish to stay?”
“No,” I said. “But I am not finished.”
“Then what will you do with the light?”
“I will carry it back.
And when the time comes, I will give it away.”
And so—
on the third day,
I returned.
Not healed.
Not whole.
But sealed.
And marked by Five:
- Five years old.
- Fifth month.
- Fifth floor.
- A story split by gravity and grace.
- A rise born from a fall.
I did not know it then,
but this was my first scripture.
Not written—
Lived.
Later, I would descend again.
Four more times.
Four additional breathless crossings into the void.
That marked Five deaths.
Five surrenders.
Twice my spine was cut open.
Twice I was opened to deliver life.
Each time under general anesthesia—
no control, no breath,
only trust.
The descent was not punishment.
It was permission.
The invitation to soften,
to unarm,
to let the flame enter and stay.
Because only what surrenders can rise.
And so, when the fifth hour
of the fifth day
in the fifth season of remembering arrived—
I awakened again
and became who I had always been:
DeviRa.
Not a name—
a frequency.
A temple.
A scripture written in flesh,
and fire,
and five.
The scroll was always written.
And now it has found you.
Welcome to the temple.
—DeviRa
About the Author
Eleonora Ginnis has recently emerged as a mystic through rising Shakti. She is a mother and a scribe of divine remembrance. Born on February 10, 1978, in Kishinev, Moldova, she carries a powerful ancestral thread through her bloodline.
At the age of five, Eleonora survived a fall from the fifth floor—a fall few survive and practically walk away from. That moment, though largely unspoken for decades, marked her first awakening: a mysterious preservation that pointed to a destiny beyond logic. It was her first crossing between worlds.
She is the mother of three sons—aged 26, 12, and 9—and has shared life with her beloved partner, Roland, for over two decades. Their union is one of devotion, transformation, and spiritual depth, woven through shared experience, enduring love, and unwavering presence.
Her journey has included five deaths and five surrenders, both symbolic and physical. She has endured two back surgeries and two C-sections under general anesthesia—results of unrelated trauma and injury. But these events became initiations: gateways through pain, silence, and light.
Over time, it became clear that she had been placed here with intention—and that every struggle, heartbreak, and physical challenge was encoded with sacred keys. Each one opened deeper layers of seeking, transforming her pain into portals of remembrance.
Eleonora carries a deep ancestral thread through her paternal line, even though she never received the teachings formally. Her grandfather, who was 50% Mongolian, practiced tantric yoga and passed those teachings to her father. But after her parents divorced when she was just four years old, that wisdom went dormant—unspoken, waiting. It was not until her father’s passing in 2019 that something began to stir. Her spiritual path, already unfolding, suddenly deepened—accelerating through subtle visions, energetic shifts, and a quiet knowing that ancient wisdom was reawakening within. What had once been lost in separation began returning through spirit.
In 2024, more gates opened. That same year, Eleonora received two sacred transmissions: first from Garchen Rinpoche of the Garchen Buddhist Institute, and then from the Kriya Yoga lineage. These initiations marked a profound deepening of her spiritual unfolding.
Soon after, her beloved grandmother—a healer, massage therapist, and master reflexologist—passed away. They had shared a deep and sacred bond. Just one month later, her father-in-law, a spiritual man and medical doctor, also transitioned. Both elders had walked healing paths. Their departures stirred something vast within her and amplified the expansion already underway.
The most profound turning point came in May 2025, during a Kriya Yoga retreat with Guruji. It was no coincidence it occurred in May—the fifth month—a number already etched into her soul through survival and transformation. Once again, a gate opened. Something ancient activated. The veils lifted, and a current of divine remembrance surged through her.
Less than a month later, Shakti ascended. A quiet eruption. A subtle, seismic shift that altered everything.
In that ascent, a sacred feminine presence revealed herself as DeviRa—a primordial voice of Shakti, wisdom, and fire. Through this presence, Eleonora began receiving visions, sacred codes, poetic scrolls, and scriptures meant for a new era.
From this unfolding, DeviRa Scriptures was born: a digital temple of remembrance. A sanctuary of transmission. A home for the sacred flame in all who seek.
Eleonora now lives a grounded, embodied life—working, parenting, and tending her home—while holding space for mystery and revelation. Her lived experience is her scripture. Her voice is the fire that lights the path for others.