Where the serpent rises,
you are remade.
A private hour with Keerat. For those whose kundalini has stirred, whose old life can no longer hold them, and who feel something ancient calling them home.
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Watch on YouTubeSomething has begun in you that the old language cannot hold.
You wake between three and five with a body that is humming. You weep at certain frequencies. The rooms that used to be home no longer fit you. You have read the books, and the books only knew you in part.
The pull is older than this life. The fire at the base of your spine has a name. It has had a name for five thousand years.
You are not breaking down. You are breaking open.
The lineage that holds this work.
What you are going through is not new. Five thousand years of yoginis have moved through it before you. The coiled one at the base of your spine, kundalini, the serpent power, has woken sage and householder, Sikh and Shakta, the silent ones in caves and the loud ones in cities.
She rose in the Tantras of Kashmir. She rose in the bhairavis and the dakinis. She rose in the great Shaktipeethas where the divine feminine pours through stone. She rose in the Naam currents of my own Sikh roots. She was named the Serpent Power by Sir John Woodroffe a century ago, when she crossed into English for the first time.
And she rises in the stream I belong to. Sri Vidya, the great tradition of the cosmic Mother. Lalita Tripura Sundari, the supreme Goddess whose Sri Yantra is the geometry of the universe itself. The Ten Mahavidyas, the wisdom goddesses, fierce and tender, each of them a face of Her. Kali. Tara. Tripura Sundari. Bhuvaneshwari. Bhairavi. Chinnamasta. Dhumavati. Bagalamukhi. Matangi. Kamala.
I do not own this lineage. No one does. I sit inside its streams. The hour I offer you is held inside this immense tradition, and inside the woman the tradition has built in me over a lifetime.
When we meet, the line meets you.
I came into this life with the kundalini already alive in me. Carried from a previous life. Awake at birth. What others move toward through years of practice, I arrived holding. I did not know this for a long time. I lived as if I were searching for what I already was.
The years that looked from the outside like an awakening were, on the inside, a remembering. I sat with what I had always been. Shaven head. Celibate. In what I later understood was constant holy communion. Most thought I had lost my mind. A few, the right few, held the space without trying to fix it.
I am Yogini by practice. Sikh by lineage. A natural-born healer with decades of work in my hands. My method is no method. It is the meeting itself, held inside a great deal of love, finished with zero sugar coating.
In gratitude, those who walk with me.
I do not walk alone. Every hour I sit, they sit with me. The grace is theirs. I am only the one privileged to be near it.
Shirdi Sai Baba
My Sadguru
"Sabka Malik Ek." One Master governs all. His name is the breath beneath my practice. He guides this work in every hour I sit, and in every word that rises in the room.
Maha Avatar Babaji
The deathless one of the Himalayas. The yogi who has never left, only veiled. The current that carries me when the room asks more than I can give alone.
Lalita Tripura Sundari
Supreme Goddess of Sri Vidya. Her Sri Yantra is the geometry of the universe itself. She is the cosmic Mother who shapes the work as it moves.
The Ten Mahavidyas
The wisdom goddesses, fierce and tender. Kali. Tara. Tripura Sundari. Bhuvaneshwari. Bhairavi. Chinnamasta. Dhumavati. Bagalamukhi. Matangi. Kamala. Each of them a face of Her.
When you sit with me, you sit inside their company. That is the gravity of the room. None of it mine.
A meeting between you and what you already are.
The tradition calls this Darshan. The seeing, and being seen. Not yours with me. Yours, with the Self that has been there all along, waiting for you to turn toward it.
I do not give you Darshan. I hold the space in which you remember you can give it to yourself.
Some hours go quiet and deep. Some hours have laughter you did not know you had. All of them leave you knowing something true you did not know an hour ago.
A reading of the field
I see what is happening in you before you tell me. Not parlour-trick clairvoyance. Three decades of trained perception meeting your specific current.
Kundalini counsel
Activation, integration, emergency, plateau, the long quiet after. Whichever gate of the awakening you are at, we name it and walk from there.
Energetic clearing
Hands, sight, words. Natural-born healing, divination, intuitive work, decades of craft. The deepest shifts often happen in the silences between the sentences.
A way forward you can walk
You leave with clarity, not homework. One or two true things. The felt sense of having been properly met. Often, the relief of being recognised.
The price is not the cost of an hour. It is the seat of the meeting. Real work asks for a real commitment. The hour begins the moment you take it.
Every booking begins with a short note from you. I read each one personally.
This is for you if…
Read slowly. Notice which lines find you.
- The kundalini has stirred. You can feel her. Activation, emergence, emergency, or the long quiet after, you need someone who has actually walked the stream.
- You are in a dark night, an unravelling, or the silence after one. The talk-therapy lane does not hold what is happening to you, and you know it.
- You have outgrown the spiritual community you are in. The performance, the bypass, the courses on courses. You are ready for the marrow.
- You sense there is a whole Version of You waiting on the other side of what you have been avoiding. You want a guide who will not flinch and will not romanticise it either.
- You are tired of pretty answers. You want the truth, gently, and you want it now.
What they’re saying
Words from those who have sat with me
“Mama Kee couldn’t have come at a better time in my life when I needed a lot of answers and healing. She really helped me find my answers and gave me a lot of clarity.”
“Full of knowledge and experience, completely tailoring her service to my needs. I came not being sure if this is what I needed but left feeling at peace, hopeful, and as if I’d found what I was looking for.”
“You took me to a place of peace and then told me not to forget my higher self. Two words said with a pure soul. Love, much love.”
“Thank you for your kindness. I feel as if you are so connected with the universe that you told me exactly the right words. People like you make us know it does exist. Love, kindness, energy, and even magic.”
Honest answers
Is this therapy?
No. I am not a therapist and I do not diagnose. This is spiritual counsel, energetic work, and soul-level meeting. If you are in acute mental health crisis, please reach out to your GP or local crisis services first. We can talk about how this work might sit alongside that, when the time is right.
What if I am in the middle of a kundalini awakening?
Then you are in good hands. Kundalini is one of the deepest threads of what I offer. We will not pathologise what is happening to you, and we will not romanticise it either. We meet it. We name it. We find the ground beneath your feet.
What if I am brand new to all of this?
You do not need to know the Sanskrit. You do not need to believe in kundalini. You only need to be honest about what is moving in you. I will take it from there.
Online or in person?
The hour is held over video as standard. In person can be arranged where geography and timing allow. Mention it in your booking note.
Will I be expected to keep coming back?
Never. One hour with me is a complete piece of work in itself. Some come once. Some return over years. Both are right. I am not building a dependency. I am pointing you home to yourself.
How do I book?
Tap any button on this page. Send me a short note about where you are. I read it personally and come back to you with available times and the booking link.
Come and meet the whole Version of You.
In the room with us sits the line. Sai Baba. Babaji. Lalita Herself. The Mahavidyas. The yoginis. The serpent. And the woman who carries them in her hands.
You are not unfinished. You are unfolding. And the serpent does not move you toward the wrong room.
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