Awakening on the Edge of the Pacific ~ The Gratitude Tour Begins
When the Dreams Stopped, the Real Vision Began
In 2021, the volcanoes came.
Every night, they rose from the deep — fire spilling through cities, continents trembling, and a new landmass forming in the Pacific between Oregon and California.
I wasn’t dreaming; I was witnessing.
Something ancient was speaking through me.
And when the dreams finally stopped, that’s when the real awakening began.
Living Between Worlds
I’m Tré Taylor — singer, writer, neurodiverse mystic, and full-time van dweller parked beside the Pacific Ocean.
For years, I battled invisible wars — chronic pain, trauma, the Dark Night of the Soul.
But somewhere between the surgeries, the salt air, and the silence of the sea, I started to remember who I truly am:
a bridge between dimensions.
A keeper of lightning.
A voice for the unseen.
The Arrival of the Divine Council
During an ayahuasca ceremony in 2013, my consciousness cracked open.
I crossed over.
There, I met a Council of Light — Source, gods, goddesses, angels, and ancestors.
They taught me things about creation, death, and the resurrection of spirit that no book could explain.
They loved me back to life.
Since then, I’ve been guided by these very wise and powerful allies.
They came when I needed them most — when I was homeless, heartbroken, and hunted by darkness.
They came when the world had forgotten me.
They came to remind me: the light never leaves its own.
The Witch, the Healer, and the Oracle Lineage
My Lithuanian blood carries ancient memory — the DNA of the Oracle, the clairvoyant knowing of the old earth mothers.
We were the dreamers, the healers, the wild ones — the ones the world tried to silence.
And yet, here I am.
Still seeing. Still hearing. Still speaking.
It’s dangerous work, carrying light through a dark age — but that’s why the Orishas guard me.
That’s why the Archangels walk beside me.
The Van, the Ocean, and the Phoenix Body
In 2019, I moved into my van — what I now call my glitter-covered time machine.
While recovering from double knee replacement surgery, I began to swim daily.
The ocean healed me.
The saltwater pulled out the pain of decades.
I lost 175 pounds, kept it off, and regained my power.
Ocean therapy became my temple.
My van became my sanctuary.
And my body became the altar that finally felt safe enough to hold my soul.
The Integration and the Vision
Ten years after my ayahuasca awakening, I’m finally ready to integrate it — to tell you what I saw.
Because the truth is: the future is not doom.
It’s light.
It’s golden.
It’s beautiful beyond belief.
We are standing at the edge of the Golden Age — a new dawn of consciousness, creativity, and compassion.
And I’m here, living on the cliffside of the Pacific, watching the sunrise of humanity — one wave, one song, one prayer at a time.
The Gratitude Tour
This blog — and my upcoming YouTube channel — are my love letters to the world.
To the dreamers, the survivors, the late bloomers, the neurodiverse empaths, the broken-hearted mystics who never stopped trying.
You’ll meet my whole crew:
Bleep, my tattooed puppet and foul-mouthed comedy sidekick.
Captain Crispy, the bacon-loving jazz pirate from New Orleans (and maybe, one day, the romantic lead in a love story or two).
And my heavenly protectors — the Angels, Orishas, and Goddess Council who’ve carried me through the fire.
This is not a story of despair — it’s a story of rebirth.
Because even if the old world crumbles, the soul remains unshaken.
And baby, it’s showtime.
With Love, Music, Food, Art, and Fun,
Tré Taylor
🎤 The Gratitude Tour
🌊 Pacifica, California
