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Daughter

of Thunder

THE REAL-TIME UNFOLDING OF A SPIRITUAL AWAKENING.

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This is what awakening really looks like.

This is what awakening really looks like.

For the women life has pushed to the edge.

For the ones who walked through loss, heartbreak, trauma, sensitivity, intuition — and still somehow kept standing.
You weren’t breaking.
You were being trained.

And now?
The awakening has begun.

Daughter of Thunder is my daily testimony — the real, raw, unfolding of everything God is doing.
If you’re here, you’ll see yourself in it.

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Voice of Thunder

JOURNAL ENTRIES FROM THE FRONT LINES OF AWAKENING

These are my daily journal entries, written in real time — right in the middle of everything God is breaking, healing, revealing, and rebuilding in me.

They’re raw.
They’re unpolished.
They’re painfully human.
And they’re true.

If you’ve ever felt hidden, overwhelmed, misunderstood, broken, sensitive, or caught between who you were and who God is making you… you’ll find yourself here.

No performance.
No filters.
Just a woman telling the truth of what God is doing — as it happens.

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Spoken Word: Voice of Thunder

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Where the journal comes alive.

These are the raw recordings — the ones I capture in the moment, with the emotion still in my throat and the Holy Spirit still heavy in the room.

Nothing scripted.
Nothing edited.
Just my real-time voice as God moves.

If you’re someone who hears truth in tone, breath, cadence, or emotion…
you’ll feel these pieces in your chest long before you finish listening.

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Meet the Woman Behind the Roar

I’m Victoria — writer, truth-teller, and the woman God pulled out of the ashes and set on a path I never saw coming.
I didn’t build a brand. I survived a breaking.
And somewhere in the wreckage, God rebuilt me into something I didn’t recognise… yet always was.

What you’ll read here isn’t curated or polished.
It’s the real-time unfolding of a prophetic awakening —
the raw nights, the holy moments, the battles, the beauty,
and the ways God has met me in all of it.

If you’ve ever felt too much — too deep, too sensitive, too perceptive, too different —
this is your home.
You're not “strange.” You’re tuned.

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I wasn’t born to be palatable. I was born to be REAL.
— Victoria Player - Daughter of Thunder
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