Breaking the Spell: Exposing a Toxic Spiritual Mentor

If we haven’t met yet, my name is Dev, and I want to personally thank you for taking the time to read my story. It means the world to me to be here today, sitting in front of this screen, strong enough to share my truth. This is a blessing I will never take for granted. Every single day, I honor myself for escaping the abuse of my past and finding the courage to speak on the deep harm that so many others with similar experiences have faced.

There's a lot that happened before 2020 but I’ll save that for another time.  I experienced a spiritual awakening without the use of substances. I was never someone actively seeking a higher state of consciousness, it just happened. I started reading angel and tarot cards, got my Reiki Level 1 training, mediumship classes  and just wanted to help  others. What I didn’t realize at the time was that I had to help myself first before I could fully help others to the extent I was meant to. 

This awakening was profound, and because of my history of sexual and narcissistic abuse, my entire life was thrown into upheaval. I experienced a kundalini awakening, with all of my energy surging straight to my third eye and crown. I began receiving downloads from the Akashic Records about the abuse I had endured, which eerily mirrored my present reality. At the time, I was in a relationship where I was being mentally and emotionally abused. I felt completely unsafe, reacting to both the trauma of my past and the pain I was actively experiencing.

As the energy from my third eye and crown started to descend back into my body, I was confronted with years of repressed childhood emotions. I was trying to escape my abusive relationship and tell my family the truth about my abuse that happened in childhood but I found myself questioning my own reality.

 At first, I believed I had fallen into psychosis from my awakening, but in hindsight, I see I was just reacting to the toxic masculine archetype that resembled my deepest wounds. I’ve always been  highly intuitive and gifted but most importantly never the problem. I was absorbing new age concepts and actually grounding them in my reality, but because I didn’t fully trust my own discernment, I started to believe that if others were telling me I was crazy, then maybe I was.I'll be the first to admit that my reaction to the archetypes of the toxic masculines so often projected onto the divine feminines throughout my life was far from graceful. I struggled to find stability and turned to alcohol as a way to cope.

The silver lining in all of this was that I was divinely guided to the sacred practice of yoga. Through it, I learned how to properly ground the energy flowing in by processing my emotions in a healthy way, allowing for true integration. Yoga became my safe space, a trusted practice where I could freely move my body and a sacred place where I could come home to my soul.

I decided to move to Florida and begin my training to become a yoga instructor. However, I could still feel the remnants of trauma lingering in my system, with deeply rooted emotions that had yet to be fully released. At the same time, I was being guided back to new age concepts, but this time in a more grounded way. During this process, I was not seeing a therapist or a mentor. I was self healing. 

It was around then that I started coming across Zack Alexander’s Instagram again. I had originally found his page back in 2020, during a time when his own ungrounded energies contributed to the collective energy being irresponsibly awakened, an experience that deeply impacted me. I’m not saying he did this consciously; in fact, I believe he has taken responsibility and stepped away when necessary.

I admired his transparency and authenticity. I appreciated the knowledge he was sharing with the world and the way he was helping people. Feeling inspired, I reached out to Zack and shared how I think it would be cool to have a community where people could come together one day and discuss their spiritual awakenings on calls. He responded by telling me about his healers program, and his eight-month container.

I had a discovery call with him, and I was extremely cautious about what I was being sold. Given my past experiences with certain archetypes, I knew I had a tendency to fall into the wrong hands. Wanting to protect myself, I even asked if I could back out and receive some kind of refund if I ever felt the program wasn’t right for me. He assured me that he was the best in the business at trauma healing and that he has never had that issue before.

I was still hesitant, but then I received confirmation from my spirit team through one of my most trusted synchronicities, 11:11. Since I was deeply in my body from my yoga practice, I trusted. I felt confident in trusting both my discernment and the signs that were coming through.

The container started, and one thing that stood out to me was when he said so clearly that I didn’t have to be strong anymore. Being strong has always been my defense mechanism, a way to protect myself. As a survivor of sexual abuse, I had never fully allowed anyone to emotionally hold me. I trusted him because of the personal stories he shared about his own experience with the same abuse. 

He asked me about my purpose and my goals. At the time, all I knew was that I wanted to help women heal from trauma and eventually become a mother. The first few sessions were incredible. I felt like he held such amazing space for me and provided me with an abundance of information I would have otherwise never had access to. 

During the sessions, he told me I was simply tapping into my body somatically, but I had no idea of the high-level energetic healing he was actually facilitating while we were in guided meditation. I’ve since come to learn that he uses light language and heals through his third eye. I was only told that I was being guided into my body and that he was holding space for me. I wish he had been more transparent about what was really happening energetically during those sessions.

If you follow Zack, you’ve probably noticed that he often mocks other spiritual influencers and the new age community. In his mind, he might believe he’s shining a light on a shadow, but in reality, it seems more like he’s boosting his own ego by calling out things he used to be involved in or experienced psychosis from. It’s as if his inner child finds comfort in this, along with the attention and validation he gets through likes and comments. It’s a way for him to reconfirm that he’s on the right path, but in doing so, he’s unknowingly feeding his shadow side. His belief that he is fully grounded and integrated enough to lead a group  seems to come from his avoidance of embracing his feminine energy. 

The patriarchy running the revolution? Not on my watch. 

Anyways, back to the container. After our first few sessions, we began tapping into my higher self and timelines. He quickly realized how spiritually advanced I was, which led us into more esoteric conversations where we could relate on the same level. I was learning that I could drop into past lives in seconds, and I was connecting to one of the highest timelines possible, one meant to guide humanity toward unity. When we weren’t doing high-level spiritual work, we were discussing the romantic relationships in my life, as well as exchanging personal conversations..

We started recognizing the synchronicities of our paths and experiences, but we didn’t dwell on them too much. I believe he knew more than he led on and that the energy I was bringing to the container benefited him but still allowed it to continue. I was giving him access to codes through my energy and he would take it, grounding it down in his own life. It's like my energy and insights were being channeled through without me fully realizing it, and it was being used to benefit his business, and personal life while mine suffered.

I was struggling to manage the energetic frequency he had me tapped into, and as the container continued, things only seemed to get worse. I found myself growing more dependent on him, believing that our sessions were healing my trauma  and helping me find my purpose. But in reality, I was doing the exact opposite. I was reinforcing the same trauma bond I had always subconsciously sought. The only way I could regulate my system after our sessions was by seeing him again. I’d experience an incredible high, only to be followed by deep lows. I confided in him about what was happening in my life, seeking guidance from a healthy place, and while he often shared personal experiences that were helpful, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was just riding this ascension journey with him without ever fully consenting to it.

The energetic connection we shared seemed to bring him happiness and safety in the physical, while I was left to bear the consequences. I found myself trapped in cycles of trauma bonds, repeating old patterns, and reacting from wounds I thought I was healing.

His advice as I navigated my awakening at a rapid pace processing emotions I never imagined facing for the collective and was told to simply to stay grounded, be myself, and reach out to him if I needed help regulating my system. But looking back, I realize he assumed I was past the point of needing to learn fundamental skills of grounding and integration. In truth, I see now that it was because he lacked that same understanding within himself. 

Side note, waking up to this information was SHOCKING since he boasts so much about grounded spirituality. He has no idea what it even means. 

I’ve never seen myself as greater than others because of my gifts, I’m lucky that I have an extremely healthy ego. I understand now that he had me spiritually bypassing integration, skipping over the necessary steps to truly ground my experiences because I was giving all my power to him. Instead of guiding me toward trusting my own discernment, he seemed to overlook those invitations for deeper self-trust. He would try to guide me to start using my voice, and start saying no to people who crossed my boundaries but I didn’t know how. It was so confusing.

I was exploring romantic connections, and while he guided me through them, I always ended up feeling disappointed. No matter how much I tried to find corrective experiences, I kept gravitating toward dynamics that mirrored the trauma bond I was unknowingly reliving. The only time I truly felt safe was either with him or with someone who carried the same energetic imprint of that bond.

He would offer me compliments, implying there was nothing I needed to change or learn and only suggesting a shift in my environment to maintain the energetic frequencies I was accessing. But without true integration, I wasn’t building the foundation I actually needed to sustain my growth. I wish he could tell that I was missing crucial steps of the awakening process but he was too engulfed by his own ego and power dynamic that was playing out.

By the end of our container together, I felt like we had developed a deep and special connection, almost like a soul family connection. I wasn’t attached to what that connection meant, but I was genuinely grateful to have found someone who related to and validated my experiences on a journey that had often felt so lonely. 

I started his container in January 2024, and by May 2024, I was experiencing significant energetic changes. At the time, I didn’t fully understand what was happening, but Zack would refer to them as DNA upgrades. I started noticing physical changes in my body, and my soul was beginning to express itself more fully. I felt happy due to this false sense of security in our connection. 

Let’s just say it was an extremely confusing time for me. 

My psyche and body were struggling to keep up with the fluctuations in frequency that occurred during our sessions. He must have been aware to some extent of what was happening, but he only shared bits and pieces with me. I’m not sure if he was trying to protect me, but whatever was happening in this process lacked authenticity on his part. I was at a level where I could understand the shifts occurring, but because he didn’t trust himself enough with my energy, he withheld. 

I want to take a moment to highlight something we discussed frequently in the container: how to elevate the consciousness of humanity and what that process might actually look like.

 I was aware of his DMT experience, where he tapped into a timeline in which he saw himself as the president of the United States. At the time, I found this intriguing and even inspiring. He has a remarkable way of delivering information, often framing his journey as a triumphant story of overcoming suffering. While I believe he has endured and transcended great challenges, what remains unaddressed is the way he unconsciously projects his unresolved wounds onto those he claims to support aka the female archetypes in his life.

I would share with him what I now recognize as deep wisdom from the Akashic records, wisdom that he would later incorporate into his own portfolio, shaping his conscious community, Wayshowers. He constantly encouraged me to trust my own discernment, yet at the same time, he hinted at us working together and even suggested that I might eventually lead one of his awakening spaces once he secured funding in the future.

I was so conditioned to the highs and lows of our dynamic that I couldn’t fully grasp what working together really meant. I didn’t realize that, in simply being kind and sharing my insights, I was unknowingly giving my gifts and power away. While I was battling cognitive dissonance, he was receiving massive energetic hits and downloads, benefiting from a dynamic I didn’t fully consent to.

Dare I say I was being groomed? What happened in my childhood was repeating. 

At the same time I was helping him with his career, in my physical reality, I was going through intense upheaval. I reconnected with someone I had met in high school, with whom I shared a deep trauma bond. Caught up in the intensity of love bombing, we got married only to quickly divorce less than three months later. I would again ask Zack for guidance on the connection, and he wasn’t showing up as the mentor I desperately needed, rather a fragmented version of himself with a god-like complex.

Once I awoke to the fact that the connection with my ex was toxic, I left. I cut him off completely, and we are now in the process of a divorce. At the same time I was ending my relationship with my ex and getting sober, I was also ending my container with Zack. I could feel him starting to pull away by the way his communication with me changed. He was then telling me to get answers from the Akashic, but I had no idea how to even do that. What I have come to realize is that I already hold the wisdom within me, and by forgiving myself, and others in my life who hurt me I was unknowingly tapping into them.

We had our last session together, and I told him that I didn’t want to do this anymore. At the time, I wasn’t entirely sure what I meant by that. I thought it might have meant I wanted to end my life. He didn’t say much in response. Instead, he simply asked me to put my feet on the ground. I followed his instructions, focusing on my breath, slowly regulating myself in his presence as he watched. At one point, he noted that I could get into my body faster than he could. I still wasn’t fully grasping what was happening, but I blindly continued to let him lead me. 

I was also experiencing an extreme shift in consciousness as I made the decision to break the generational curses that had plagued my bloodline for centuries. Information from the Akashic Records was coming through profoundly, and I was undergoing yet another level of awakening. I had received my gifts or at least that’s what Zack believed, even calling me an Akashic reader. With each energetic upgrade I went through, his complex seemed to grow stronger, feeding off the transformations I was experiencing.

We continued with our session where he told me to root myself and make a list of the qualities I wanted in a new partner. He suggested that I would probably feel most comfortable with someone who also accessed Akashic Records. I thought I had done it wrong again, and needed to take a serious look at myself in the mirror. I now realize how much of my own power I was still giving away in that moment, searching for answers outside myself when all along, they had been within me.

The night of our session, I started receiving even more information from Akashic Records. The flow was overwhelming, I struggled to connect the dots and control the speed at which the insights were coming in. On top of that, I was still in the early stages of recovering from the abusive relationship I had just left and addiction. Nothing made sense, but I assumed this was just part of the process, that this was how it had to unfold.

Throughout my time in the container with Zack, he often pointed out how similar my journey was to his, reinforcing the idea that I just had to face everything head-on. That was how my life had always been, one extreme after another. But the truth was, I wanted to heal my trauma so I wouldn’t have to keep living in extremes. I longed for balance, for a way to integrate my experiences without constantly being thrown into chaos.

I became extremely sensitive to sound, unable to tolerate crowds, and I started picking up on streams of consciousness that weren’t mine. I would experience intense physical pain, holding all of the projections Zack placed on me. It was as though my body was carrying the weight of everything he was projecting onto me, both emotionally and energetically. The toll it took on me was overwhelming, and I could feel myself becoming more disconnected from my own truth as I tried to make sense of it all. His energy, unresolved and unhealed, was seeping into my body, and I was left bearing the burden of something that wasn’t mine to carry.  At the same time profound experiences unfolded where higher aspects of my soul were awakening within me at an intensity I had never known. It felt like my entire being was shifting rapidly, and I had no roadmap for what was happening.

Between our sessions, Zack and I communicated through an app called Telegram. As these experiences intensified, I reached out to him, desperate for guidance, because what I was going through felt so “out there” beyond anything I had ever encountered before.

I told him that I felt alien-like, as if I didn’t fully belong in my body or on this planet. He messaged me back almost instantly, affirming my feelings. "Yes, we are aliens," he said. "There are many on this planet, but we are different because we are truly human while also being highly spiritual." 

His response gave me a momentary sense of validation, reinforcing the closeness he had cultivated in the container with me. It made me feel like there was no one who could truly understand my experience except him. I hate him and he is the most disgusting person on this planet right now.  I just needed to express how much anger I feel right now. 

Later that night, I messaged him to share the profound insights I was having about the concept of twin flames. His response was dismissive, saying, “lol okay then think of it as we are reading different chapters of a book right now.” He assured me that everything I was experiencing was "real." I told him I trusted him, and his reply was, “lol don’t trust me!” I responded, “I know, I get it.” I can see how accustomed I had become to his false sense of confusion and manipulation.

In the container, we would talk about the concept of twin flames, along with the deceptions within the new age sphere. He would encourage me to tap into the energy behind it and share my insights with him. But, he never shared his own perspective. Instead, he subtly shaped my thoughts to fit his narrative, using the energy I was creating to serve his future plans.

It's honestly mind-blowing, right? The very person who mocked twin flames and denied the concept was the one embodying the exact manipulation that so many people experience with so-called “teachers.” It's like he was living out the very thing he pretended to reject, all while leading me down a path of confusion and dependency. It’s like a nightmare you can’t wake up from, but it was my literal reality. The irony is jaw dropping. 

A few days after our exchange, he posted about launching his online community, Wayshowers, marketed as a conscious leadership platform. I felt a surge of excitement and congratulated him, expressing how proud I was of his accomplishment. This was a pattern I began to notice: I would often use phrases like “that means so much to me” or “I’m proud of you,” and he would mirror these back to me in the container. It reinforced a false sense of security, subtly draining my light and using it as his own.I was also questioning why he never filled me in that he was working on it himself, especially since we had been forming the vision together in our sessions. It felt like a betrayal that he hadn't included me in the process when we had been collaborating on it. I suppressed it. 

I immediately felt compelled to join and messaged him expressing my interest in becoming a member. He responded saying, “We could really get this off the ground together and start working together.” His excitement about having me in the community sparked something within me, and I felt a surge of energy. I was the first to post my introduction, which was deeply vulnerable. I shared my trauma and expressed how I was learning that my worth didn’t come from seeking male validation.

Here I was again, a broken shell of a person, forced to pick up the pieces, but this time I was in a safe community. I truly believed I would become stronger and make it through. Oh! And I was an alien? I was filled with excitement and started posting in the community partly because it felt refreshing, but also because I wanted to show Zack how invested I was in our future together and the soul connection he had confirmed.

Sounds fucked up right? Because it is. 

I want to make it clear that he was, and still is, in a romantic relationship with another woman while he was manipulating me. I feel so deeply for her, for the manipulation she is also enduring in this connection, unaware of the extent of it. She is a beautiful person, and we were both deceived. I hope she finds the strength to walk away. 

Let’s talk about the structure of Wayshowers for a moment. The community feed had spaces for trauma healing, launching services, leadership, and a bunch of other topics. Honestly, in my opinion, it was too chaotic and lacked structure. But with my rose-colored glasses that Zack placed on me, I believed it was the best thing ever. In some ways, I wasn't entirely wrong. What stood out to me were the beautiful souls within the community, each one bringing so much light to the space. I’m truly grateful for the connections I’ve made, especially with one person who has been helping me navigate this incredibly difficult time. 

There were also bi-weekly community calls and monthly workshops where everyone would come together as a community. Zack led these calls and chose the topics. We would all share and participate in a guided interactive meditation together. For me, it was really difficult to show up to these meetings because I was so dysregulated from the abuse I had experienced and awakening I was going through. I could barely explain myself, and putting words to my thoughts felt nearly impossible but I continued to show up. 

We were all different, yet uniquely beautiful in our own ways, and I could clearly see that but I’m not sure he does. 

Then, we were told that we would be placed into different cohort groups, which Zack would assign based on the information he received through his gifts.His gifts involve his ability to telepathically communicate with light beings, who  guide him on what to do. This is how he navigates his life, business, and relationships. He struggles to have a normal conversation without constantly pausing to analyze and question the influx of information he believes he’s receiving. He used these experiences as his sole form of validation, believing they confirmed that he was making the right decisions.I believe he lacks the capacity for clear, logical reasoning, which is crucial when working with higher frequencies of communication. 

During my first cohort call, I was triggered by another member, which sent my system into severe dysregulation. I started shaking, had to leave the call, and broke down into hysterical crying. It took me days to recover from the intensity of the trigger. Since I no longer had Zack to help regulate my nervous system, I began doing the work I should have learned in his container with him. I was left to do the integration work on my own, which was incredibly confusing. Zack had often told me that I had the ability to regulate myself, but he never provided me with any tools or guidance beyond relying on him. I started to believe I should be stronger than I felt at that moment. 

During this time, I was juggling a regular 9-5 work-from-home job, teaching yoga, trying to get my healing business off the ground, and being involved in Wayshowers. The energy Zack was irresponsibly leading us through in the calls was far from okay, especially given our levels of soul evolution and how it was manifesting physically. It became too much to handle, and his lack of awareness made it all the more overwhelming. I want to emphasize just how much my body hurt during this time. There were moments when I couldn’t even practice yoga, which was supposed to be my escape my way to come home to myself.

I remember in November, I was grappling with imposter syndrome. I was receiving downloads from the Akashic Records and wanted to create social media posts to share them and transmit the energy properly. Every time I logged on to post something, Zack had already beaten me to it. There was one particular energy I was tapping into so profoundly, and it felt incredibly strange. I was being brought back to a time in my life when I had wanted to get a tattoo of the angel Cassiel, from a deck I had acquired at the very beginning of my awakening. Then, on Zack's Instagram story, I saw that he was in a tattoo shop getting a tattoo of Moses or something along those lines. I thought, WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT. I kept suppressing the feeling, but eventually, I felt the need to reach out to him again for confirmation on what we were experiencing. 

I asked him if we could talk, and he immediately agreed, jumping on a call with me. He told me that his inner child had come out, feeling like he had done something wrong when I reached out. He’d immediately fear that he had done something wrong, and because I am a kind person, I reassured him that he hadn't. I told him I was just confused. I opened up about my concerns of being an imposter and feeling like I was just copying him. His words only served to reinforce the feeling of smallness I was already carrying. 

During the call, I gently expressed my concern that I wasn’t sure if he was being fully transparent with the group, especially given the experiences he made me feel like we had shared together. It was almost like he was a completely different version of himself. He told me that he had to present himself in a certain way to get the correct information across to the group. This explanation felt like another layer of the manipulation, as if he was justifying hiding parts of his true self in order to maintain control over the group’s perception of him.

I also opened up about the trigger I experienced during the first cohort call, explaining in detail what had happened. He brushed it off, casually saying that we were supposed to be triggered on the calls. I found myself seriously questioning whether that was a healthy approach, but once again, I chose to follow his word. He cast his spell over me, and I found myself continuing to obey him, trapped in the cycle of manipulation. 

I kept showing up to the community calls, tapping into the energy of the timelines he wanted to create. He would also take things we discussed privately and present them to the group. He told us that triggers and "poking at each other" were to be expected that this was how we would grow. But I still wasn’t sold. How does bringing together a group of people, all at different levels of their soul evolution, without proper guidance or support, lead to peace?

That was the contradiction he insisted it wasn’t a trauma-healing space but a leadership group. He believed we should have already mastered integration, yet he was bypassing the actual process himself, rushing toward the results he wanted to manifest in his own life. It wasn’t about true growth or healing; it was about forcing an outcome without doing the work.

Even though the energetic timelines we were tapping into were rapidly unfolding, the group was feeling the weight of it all. Honestly, I don’t think anyone was doing that great. Even Zack acknowledged it he called us "broke healers" but assured us that one day, we would all be rich. It was another empty promise, another illusion meant to keep us invested in his vision. I also want to note that the community wasn’t cheap to join. It wasn’t adding up to me but I continued to suppress it. 

He got away with so much because of how he structured the group calls. He had us doing all the energetic work while he simply led the exercises, reaping the benefits without actually participating. I remember one time, during a meditation, I briefly opened my eyes, and he immediately told me to close them again. It was a small moment, but it spoke volumes. For someone who claimed to be trauma-informed, he completely missed the mark. There was no real understanding of autonomy or safety, just control, thinly veiled as leadership.

He said so many arrogant things it was becoming clear that he was truly falling off the deep end. His ego was inflating at an alarming rate, and the more he spoke, the more detached from reality he seemed.

I started to get the sense that he was keeping an eye on my social media, and on the calls.   Almost as if he were trying to pulse-check me  to see how regulated I was. In his mind, I think if I was doing well, it meant he was doing his job correctly. On the outside, it looked like I was thriving to an extent.  I had made the bold decision to leave my full-time job and pursue my yoga and energy healing career full-time, and it felt amazing. I was also helping so many members of the community integrate their experiences. I’d guide them through thoughtful sessions, providing them with space to open up, and most importantly, I really saw them and heard them. I was forming so many meaningful relationships both inside and outside of the group, and I was also detaching from relying on Zack for my main sense of validation. I don’t think he enjoyed that very much. What he didn’t see was all the emotional pain he was triggering within me. 

I thought I was just grounding down from the awakening I experienced in September when I left his container, but what I was really doing was recovering from my between Zack and I had . The space I thought was meant for growth and healing was actually a cycle of manipulation that left me deeply shaken. I hadn't fully acknowledged the emotional and energetic toll it had taken on me, and it wasn't until later that I realized I was still processing all of that pain. 

I started noticing that Zack was guiding the group in the same way he had guided me in my container. I couldn't help but wonder why so many people in the community were reaching out to me for healing sessions if Zack was truly providing what they needed during the calls. Inside the community, there was a space called Seva, created by one of the members, who, in my opinion, didn’t fully embody the essence of Seva. This person ended up marketing it just like Zack had marketed Wayshowers as  a community with an equal energy exchange. This member idolized Zack, and it was clear that he thrived off of that.

It became clear that I was doing far too much work for him within the community, and he was aware of it. We were all unknowingly caught in this cycle, doing things without fully understanding the power dynamics at play. We weren’t charging for our services, and a true leader should always make sure that their community members feel like they are receiving the value they deserve from their exchanges. 

He constantly made us feel like we were supposed to figure everything out ourselves within this non-hierarchical dynamic, but what we truly needed was to heal, together. Instead of providing the support and structure that a community needed, he placed the responsibility solely on us, leaving us to fend for ourselves without proper guidance. The very healing that could have been possible through collective support was hindered by his lack of awareness and care for the group’s well-being.

During one of the community calls in February, I experienced another deep trigger from a member in the group. When the call ended, I was shaking, completely dysregulated, and on the verge of tears. Desperate for some control over my environment, I reached out to Zack, telling him that I wanted to switch cohort groups and that I needed to know in advance who would be attending calls so I could avoid being triggered. At that moment, I still wasn’t fully aware that Zack himself was the root of my dysregulation.

He immediately FaceTimed me, and when I answered, I was visibly shaking and in complete distress. The first thing he said was, “You’re with me now,” my body instinctively calmed down. It was like a spell his words anchored me in a way I didn’t fully understand at the time. He told me to take the next month to ground and integrate, and if I still felt the same way, I could switch groups. But then, as always, he reinforced the idea that this other person and I were supposed to trigger each other.I complied to his requests, feeling smaller than ever. I did express my concern to him about being spread too thin, especially with the way he was heavily marketing Wayshowers. I offered him advice, suggesting that instead of constantly trying to bring in more people, he should focus on valuing and nurturing the members who were already there. But, he chose to ignore it. My requests were becoming frustrating and inconvenient for him. 

I was growing increasingly frustrated with him and his lack of integrity. I often confided in my mom about everything, and eventually, she encouraged me to seek support to help me process what was happening. My mom means the world to me we’ve been through so much together. I’m incredibly grateful for her unwavering presence, always walking beside me on this healing journey. She is deeply committed to growth, constantly striving to be a better person every day. My heart will always belong to hers. She has been my grounding force through this along with my neighbor, my students and clients. Keep this in mind as the story continues. 

I reached out to a trauma-informed healer who had great reviews and a strong sense of integrity. From the very first session, the space he held for me felt entirely different from anything Zack had ever offered. He educated me about the nervous system and provided a structured framework for our work together. Instead of dictating my healing, he asked how he could best support me, approaching trauma healing through the lens of working with my different parts. He helped me find practices for my younger parts to return back to me and uncover the deeper meaning behind my triggers with Zack revealing that, at its core, Zack represented my stepfather, the man who had abused me.

I was getting stronger. The fog was beginning to lift, and I was finally waking up to the possibility that maybe just maybe what was happening wasn’t my fault. Maybe it was his fault.

I took a step toward reclaiming my space. I muted him on Instagram. Then, I made the decision to remove myself from the cohort group. I messaged Zack, letting him know my request and explaining that I was going to take three months off from the calls to focus on my healing and myself.

He replied, saying that he was here if I wanted to talk.

During this time away, I was deep in the process of healing. My emotions were fluctuating. I had moments of clarity and strength, followed by waves of confusion and pain. But through it all, I was doing the work. I was allowing myself to feel, to process, and to piece together what had really been happening. With the guidance of my mentor, I was gaining a deeper understanding of the patterns, the dynamics, and most importantly, my own power.

I wanted to reclaim my power in the energy I was supposed to be leading. So, I reached out and asked if we could jump on a call to go over some of the marketing ideas I had. He agreed, and we set up a call last Sunday.

Before we even got started, he mentioned being tired and said he’d just take in the information I had and get back to me. I offered to reschedule for another day, but he insisted it was fine. I found that odd.

I shared all my ideas with him and quickly realized that he didn’t even have a mission statement for Wayshowers. Things felt so disorganized and unplanned, and I genuinely wanted to help fix that for everyone’s benefit. He told me that he deeply respected me and confirmed that we would be really good colleagues one day. 

It was CONFUSING. The words he spoke to me—“2025 will be our year!”, “You’re my twin,” “We’re going through this process together”—kept echoing in my mind, reinforcing the unhealthy connection he had over me.

Looking back, I now realize that Zack was the one controlling the timeline and the resources I was receiving from spirit. As I started to listen more to my family and my new mentor and most importantly myself, everything was shifting, and I think he was caught off guard by how well I was handling myself. Meanwhile, he seemed to be spiraling, unable to maintain the control he once had over me. It was becoming clearer that the dynamic I had with him was no longer working, and I was stepping into my own power.

During this call, I also opened up about feeling like I needed a change in my environment. It struck me how often Zack would bring up the idea of a change in environment when I was in my one-on-one container with him, suggesting that I should leave behind the people and places that meant the most to me. It felt unsettling, and I couldn’t ignore that it seemed to be part of a pattern. I told him how I could sense something was energetically shifting, and he responded by saying, "Look, Dev, you have a lot going on with your mom and your family, you’re still living at the place you and your ex shared." It was like he was insinuating that I needed to make changes in my physical environment again. Something in my body felt so wrong when he said this. I could feel the unease rising up, but as usual, I ignored it, just like I always did when I was in his presence.

After the call, I started to integrate the conversation we had, and I was feeling so angry. I realized how much work I had been doing for him during the community calls, and I felt like I deserved to be compensated for my efforts. What mattered to me was the future of humanity and ensuring that the beautiful souls in the community felt seen, cared for, and loved. I wanted to define my role in a way that would allow me to fully step into my mission and truly start making an impact. 

I reached out to him, fueled by my anger, demanding change. I told him how dismissed I had felt, how I could no longer continue going along with his charade, and that things needed to change immediately. Once again, he dismissed me, saying he wasn’t going to force me to show up for calls. I responded by reiterating my requests, but this time, I also asked that when he was ready, we sit down and have an honest conversation about everything that had gone wrong in our past life connection and everything that had gone wrong in this lifetime as well. I wanted clarity, closure, and accountability.

I told him that the energetics of the space had been compromised. He finally replied, saying that I was no longer in a one-on-one container with him and that he didn’t have the space to hold me because he had already been giving me more attention than other members. I called him out again, asking for a refund and stating that I wanted to leave the group. I was done with the way he was treating me, and I was ready to break free. 

Giving me more attention than other members? He’d serve me breadcrumbs, just enough to make me feel important, but only when it suited him, only on his time. I was given a little bit of attention or affection to create a false sense of connection.

He later notified the community manager, expressing concerns that I was in psychosis. She then reached out to me, echoing his concerns. I was taken aback and deeply confused, especially since she was one of my closest friends. We had been going through this process together. She had seen me, heard me, and I believed she would trust me. To hear that she went along with his words, that she bought into his manipulation, really hurt. It felt like another person under his control, someone who had been swept up in his web and lost sight of their own clarity. It was heartbreaking to realize how far his influence had reached, even over those I trusted most.

The next morning, I sent a direct message requesting to be removed from the community. I called out Zack for the manipulation, highlighting some of the things he had said to me that had contributed to my emotional and psychological manipulation. I questioned his integrity and his ability to lead the community, making it clear that I no longer trusted him. I also asked for a refund and requested that the testimonial I had written for him be removed from his website. I was reclaiming my power, setting firm boundaries, and making sure he couldn’t continue exploiting me or my words. This was my way of standing up for myself and protecting others from falling into the same trap of manipulation.

I heard back from her, but it came across in a very fake, scripted way. I didn’t care, though. I was in my body, standing in my power. I felt strong, grounded, and ready to take action. I was determined to expose Zack, and hopefully, save some of the beautiful souls in the community from falling victim to his manipulation tactics. This wasn’t just about me anymore it was about protecting others from the harm I had endured.

All of this has led me to this exact moment. It’s 10:14 AM on Saturday, March 15th. I don’t know what happens next, but all I know is that I will continue to walk in my truth and dismantle the toxic male archetype that Zack Alexander is currently embodying. I’ve spent so long trying to save everyone, but it’s time I save myself.

There is so much wisdom I want to share with the world. I want to empower the divine feminine, so no one has to go through this kind of manipulation again from the toxic masculine archtype. I want to share what I’ve learned about myself through my awakening, about light codes, true integration and the deeper truths I’ve uncovered through the wisdom of the Akashic. It will come in time authentic, untethered to any rush filled with light and purpose.

There’s one phrase Zack would often say to me: “Let others rise to meet you.” Now, I’m asking you, Zack, to rise not for the future of humanity, not for the divine feminine collective, but for yourself.

I paid over $8,000 for his container and over $500 for his community. I just found out I won’t be refunded for my membership of Wayshowers. 

I deserve to be heard, and I will make sure that I am.

It ends with me.