My name is Lilia. I am a clairvoyant with many years of experience. My gift is the ability to see what is hidden from ordinary sight. I help people navigate difficult life situations, restore peace of mind, and find answers to important questions. What I work with: Layouts for the future Relationship analysis and restoration Help in returning a loved one Protection from negativity and energy cleansing Photo diagnostics Forecasts in finance, career, and health I don't make empty promises or use memorized templates. Each request is an individual approach, honest analysis, and real help. If you feel like you need support, if you are tired of uncertainty or pain, don't delay. Contact me, and together we will find a way out. You can contact me via messages. Consultations are confidential. TEL/WhatsApp/Viber: +380638055486 USA/Canada: +19297133433
Date Added: 10/02/2025 |
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Lily helped me see where I had closed myself off from love, where I had stopped feeling.
I came to Lilia when my husband and I were separated, like two strangers. Lilia helped me see where I had closed myself off from love, where I had stopped feeling. We both began to change. And one day he simply said, "Let's try again." We are a family again. And I thank her every day for the light she brought to my heart. Here are her contacts: +380638055486 (her WhatsApp, Viber) +19297133433 (USA)
My husband and I lived together for 10 years... I believed that we had a strong family, that the difficulties we had gone through together had only hardened us. But everything collapsed suddenly. He changed... became cold, distant... And then I found out about her. A mistress. Young, daring, without a shred of conscience. She called me brazenly, laughed, threw insults in my face. She was destroying my family, my soul, my life. I cried at night, prayed, did not know why all this was happening to me. The pain was so strong that it seemed I simply could not stand it. The last hope was the fortune teller Martha, whom a friend told me about. I came to her, broken, with my hands down. And she looked at me and understood everything without words. I did not have to say anything... she herself told me about our life. Calmly, with kindness, she began to work. I did a love spell on that woman, a cleansing... and most importantly, I brought my husband back to the family. He came. With tears. With remorse. He said that he was in a fog, as if under someone else's influence. Now he is nearby, holding my hand, hugging our daughter. And I... I still can't believe that this is my life again. Thank you Marfa! She saved my family! Saved me! Her number is +380931150260 Viber / WhatsApp / Telegram
Silk Road Festival in New York - a triumph of culture and unity For several years now, like many others, I have been looking forward to the Silk Road Festival with particular anticipation. It is organized by a tireless, bright female leader, an outstanding teacher, Alena Badalova, who heads the My Way children's cultural and educational center. This is not just an event - it is a real spiritual holiday that promotes mutual enrichment, spiritual unity and reveals the dazzling palette of cultures of our multinational New York - a beacon of multiculturalism and creativity. The festival reflects the essence of My Way Center's mission - to provide an opportunity for self-expression, creativity, intercultural dialogue - and is a beacon of humanism, respect and cooperation. Despite the serious challenges that preceded the festival, it still took place with triumph. Several months before the event, a building next to the center caught fire, classes were cancelled, and one of the invited groups from California got into a car accident and ended up in the hospital. However, having overcome all the difficulties, the artists took to the stage and amazed the audience with their heartfelt number dedicated to Azerbaijan, causing a storm of applause at the Oceana Theatre. And against all odds, on June 1, 2025, Center My Way organized a grand festival "Silk Road", which became a real ode to the historical and cultural greatness of the ancient trade route that connected East and West, and the route served for centuries for exchange - not only of goods, but also of ideas, art, beliefs, philosophy. An impressive mosaic of national cultures unfolded on the theater stage. Cultural gems from countries such as Azerbaijan, Georgia, Kalmykia, Buryatia, India, Mongolia, Turkey and others were presented - all those whose history is intertwined with the history of the legendary Silk Road. Showing mutual respect and pride in their heritage, the festival encourages the younger generation to explore the world through the lens of art, history and universal human values. I would like to express special gratitude to the director Alena Badalova and the art director, the famous artist and sculptor Emin Guliyev. Their inexhaustible energy, professionalism and love for children fill this project with life. The creativity and success of the students of Emin Guliyev's art studio have been followed with admiration on social networks for many years. Together with dedicated employees, volunteers and leaders of musical and dance groups, they created a truly magical atmosphere, giving children a chance to perform on the professional stage of the American theater Oceana. I would also like to mention many other leaders of musical groups. These are professional dancers, ballerinas and just beauties, for example, Irina, the head of Irina Dancing Studia and others, from whom it was impossible to take your eyes off. And the way the children performed, there are simply no words! And can you imagine what it is like to bring dozens of child dancers on stage who danced together with professionals? Many children have grown up before my eyes, and I rejoice in their successes as in the victories of my child. I often see the performance of children from the My Way center at various events in the city, and this is always the highlight of the event. And it is not surprising that the efforts of Alena Badalova and the center's staff were recognized with honorary certificates and gratitude from public and political figures: from Assemblymen William Colton, Alec Brooke-Krasny, Senator Stephen Chen, which was presented by the Senator's chief adviser Ari Kagan, on behalf of the Mayor of New York Eric L. Adams, which was presented by the Assistant Commissioner for the Department of Arts and Culture of New York Kendal Henry, and from other government representatives who honored the organizers for their contribution to the development of culture and the education of the younger generation - and, believe me, each certificate is recognition of service to people. Also, the famous lawyer Eva Rakhamimova was awarded an honorary certificate for charitable activities, and it is worth noting that many city events took place thanks to her support. In an interview, Alena Badalova said: “I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to the New York City Department of Cultural Afairs in partnership with the City Council, the New York State Council on the Arts with the support of the Office of the Governor and New York State Legislature, New York City Mayor Eric L. Adams, The State Committee on Work with Diaspora of the Republic of Azerbaijan, Permanent Mission of Azerbaijan to the United Nations, Diana Bagrationi Foundation, Buryad Mongol United Association, Darina Sanzhieva, Law Office of Yeva Rakhamimov and Oceana Theater. It is their generous support and grant that have made this event possible, enabling us to continue this cherished tradition." Marina Lagunova
My name is Alina. I am 34 years old. I would never have thought that I would write something like this, but if at least one woman who is now in hell, like I was then, sees this and believes it, then it was not in vain. We were together for 6 years. Difficult, but real. With fire, with love, with plans for a house, children, old age. And then... He just left. Said: "I need space." And silence. No call, no "how are you", no "sorry". A couple of weeks later I found out - he had another. Younger. Cheerful. Without my "hang-ups". I was dying every day. Didn't eat. Didn't sleep. Went to work like a shadow. Mom cried, looking at me. I prayed. I wrote to him - he read and was silent. And then I came across Lilia. I don't know what prompted me to write to her. It was just as if something inside said: "This is your last chance." She did not promise miracles. She spoke calmly. As if she knew my pain. She said: "He didn't leave. He was taken away. His soul is reaching out to you. But you must stand up and fight." We started working. Tears, candles, prayers, rituals. The pain became even greater - as if everything was opened up anew. And suddenly... After 9 days, he wrote. And on the 13th day he stood at the door. With wet eyes. "I don't know what happened to me. As if I was sleeping. I remembered everything. I understood everything. Only next to you am I real." We are together again. We sleep hugging. We cook dinner together. Every day he repeats that he loves me. Thank you, Lilia. You are not just a clairvoyant. You are my savior. Thank you for being there. Her contacts (+380638055486 - WhatsApp Viaiber; +19297133433
For a long time I was timid to see what I didn’t know anymore. She laughed in public and saw everything as good, if in the middle everything was screaming. I don’t feel anyone. Not bothering anyone, as I fall asleep with the phone by my hand, hoping for information. I’m throwing myself away and first, I’m looking for something, but there’s nothing. Not in calls, not in dreams, not in life. He just... knew. No explanation. Without drain. And most importantly, I don’t want to share this knowledge with anyone. What should I say? Why do I love someone who never said goodbye? I found out about Martha when I was already giving up. I wish I had thrown my name away. I didn't believe it. Already at night, if I had cut the merry again, I wrote. Just like that. Without refreshment. And she confirmed it. Calm down. M'yako. Exactly. You haven’t lost your mind, she said. You just love. It’s not worth it for you to die in this love. Give me three days. And I gave it. On the fourth day I woke up and in the notifications it was: Can I come? I need you to help me. Vin. The one who knows. The one I checked. Priyshov. And marveling at me like that, nothing happened. I don’t know what she earned. I don’t know what to do with her. But I know: there’s a charge over there. It's dark there. It's more painful there. Vaughn can smell it. And when you think it’s over, you just whisper: No. Whole cob. Marfa +38-093-115-02-60 Viber / WhatsApp / Telegram