Jeremie became AUM. You’re not from here. 3.03.2025
- viviana.czapracka.gogacz
- Mar 4
- 4 min read
Jeremie Became AUM: A Reflection on Grief and Transformation
Monday, March 3rd, 2025.
On my way to Svaha Yoga for my first massage with Moaz, one of my new colleagues from the pre-teacher training here in Amsterdam.
I left the apartment in the wake of an argument because today, grief decided to express itself as anger.
My friend Jeremie passed this weekend. He had an accident in Thailand on his motorbike.

When I found out, I cried. Then I sat in front of the fire and started laughing—an odd but familiar way my body processes emotions. It was as if something inside me recognized the paradox of loss.
Jeremie is still here.
I can see his smile before my eyes. I hear his laughter, not just in memory but as a vibration woven into everything.
The Sound of All Creation
He became AUM—the primordial sound, the resonance of all existence.
I know with certainty that he bypassed the traps of the astral plane and went straight to the Source, becoming what he always knew he was: sound itself.
A Life of Sound and Light
We met in Ibiza in 2020. Everything in Jeremie’s life was purple, while mine was a mess. My first sound healing was with him. My first ice-bath during this unforgettable week that changed everything forever.
I remember being suspended in a bubble of energy, wrapped in sound, feeling safe, feeling home.
For five years, I watched his life unfold. We met every few months, went on hikes, talked about life, love, and loss.
He saw me in tears and in joy.
He saw me before and after the psychiatric hospital.
He saw me heartbroken and in love—and he accepted me as I was.
No judgment. No projections.
Jeremie understood crystalline consciousness intimately.
The music that came through him—through his voice, his Tibetan bowls, crystal bowls, and the gongs he embedded with crystals—was an extension of his being.
He was a true master of sound.
Every time we met, he had discovered something new.
In the last year of his life, he was experimenting with fasting, silence, urine therapy.
He told me:
“Everything is an illusion. We do not need to drink, eat, or even breathe to realize who we are. Everything is a poison.”
His consciousness expanded so far that perhaps it could no longer be contained in the human body.
The Masters That Guided Him
Jeremie worked with Ascended Masters for years—Mary Magdalene, Master Jesus, Master El Morya. He called upon them in his sessions, allowing divine forces to express themselves through his body and voice.
He practiced voice osteopathy, a rare and powerful healing art. Together with Jon, we explored this divine tool gifted to humanity.
Everything in his life was sacred. His instruments were his children. His harmonium, his bowls, his gongs—he treated them with reverence.
And he loved children.
His own.
He loved my daughter.
When she was three, he came into our home with all his precious instruments and let her play freely. He understood that she was God.
The Death Initiation
Jeremie was not the only one.
In one year, Aliwalu and Adrien also passed through the gates of the death initiation. I perceive each of these transitions differently, shaped by my continuous Kriya Yoga practice.
I am happy for them.
They were all larger than life.
They gave to the world as much as they could.
They left their marks on my heart like sacred tattoos.
Yesterday, I wrote a letter to my daughter, apologizing for not being in Istanbul where she is now.
I chose to dedicate this month to Yoga and the temple of my body because it needs it.
It is difficult to be away from my child, and difficult to be with her at the same time.
This is part of the aftermath of overdosing on sacred medicines almost three years ago.
My mind and body remain restless.
The only thing I can do is pray, practice, and surrender as outdated programs are removed from my consciousness.
Every day, I learn something new. What I once believed to be truth no longer is.
Kriya Yoga, My Initiation, and Jeremie’s Final Journey
When I experienced my initiation—my so-called psychotic breakdown—Jeremie remembered our past lives together.
I once shared with him Initiation by Elisabeth Haich, and a series dedicated to Mahavatar Babaji by Devi Mohan. He called me, full of gratitude, saying:
“I want to meet this Babaji. I feel Kriya Yoga within my system. Where can I learn more?”
So when I found out he passed, a tear of gratitude fell down my cheek.
I know he was held safely by the Ascended Masters.
I know my Guru guided him home.
I know his path to the Source was smooth.
And I hope, with all my heart, that this was his final life on Earth—that he did not choose to return.
One Speck of Light in the Infinite Cosmos
There is a part of me that feels chosen. And yet, at the same time, I feel absolutely ordinary—a single speck of light in this vast cosmos.
I am grateful to have met bright stars like Aliwalu, Jeremie and Adrien—souls who taught me how to integrate darkness with grace, how to be unapologetically myself, how to dive deep.
Jeremie was a free diver, in both spirit and body. He could hold his breath and stay in stillness for a long, long time.
Today, I dedicated my yoga practice to him.
I felt love.
I felt gratitude.
Another day on this Earth is a gift.
I will not waste it.
Links & Resources:
• Svaha Yoga – A space for deepening practice and healing.
• Kriya Yoga & Babaji – The ancient path of spiritual evolution.
• Initiation by Elisabeth Haich – A book on past lives, esoteric wisdom, and transformation.
• Mahavatar Babaji Spotify Series by Devi Mohan – Insights on Kriya Yoga and the eternal Master.
• Voice Osteopathy – A sacred healing modality.