Human Design is a synthesis, not a belief system. It does not ask You to surrender to faith—it invites You to engage with a living map of Yourself. At its core, Human Design is a modern revelation built from ancient systems, woven together by a mysterious download that occurred in 1987 through a man known as Ra Uru Hu. It draws its structure from four primary mystical traditions—the I Ching, the chakra system, astrology, and the Kabbalistic Tree of Life—combined with the lens of quantum physics and modern genetic science. These systems are not randomly selected. They merge with astonishing precision, each filling in the places where the others once left mystery.
The foundation of the body graph—the central map of Human Design—is deeply rooted in the I Ching, an ancient Chinese oracle system dating back over 3,000 years. The I Ching is made up of 64 hexagrams, each composed of six broken or unbroken lines, representing archetypes of change, patterns of behavior, and human experience. In Human Design, these 64 hexagrams become the 64 gates of the body graph—individual frequencies or potentials within a person’s energetic blueprint.
Next, the chakra system offers its framework for understanding how energy moves through the body, but with an important distinction: Human Design builds upon the traditional seven chakras by recognizing the evolution of humanity into what is called the Nine-Centered Being. According to the system, in 1781, humanity experienced a mutation in consciousness, shifting from seven energy centers to nine. This change is reflected in the body graph, which includes nine centers—Head, Ajna, Throat, G Center, Heart (Ego), Sacral, Solar Plexus (Emotional), Spleen, and Root. Each center serves a specific function: some are centers of awareness, others centers of action or pressure. Whether a center is defined (colored in) or undefined (white) in a person’s chart shows how consistently or variably they process energy in that area of life. This understanding of centers extends the chakra teachings into a more mechanical, individualized experience of energy flow, identity, instinct, emotion, and power.
Overlaying this structure is the astrological wheel, which forms the timing mechanism of Human Design. Just like in astrology, Your birth chart is determined by the positions of the planets at the moment of Your birth. But in Human Design, this information is used to calculate not only the time of birth (personality) but also a second layer—approximately 88 degrees of solar arc (about three months) before birth, which represents the unconscious or design imprint. These two moments—conscious and unconscious—form the binary code that generates Your unique body graph. Each planetary position activates a gate, and these gates combine across the body graph’s channels to form Your specific traits, strengths, and patterns. In this way, Human Design uses planetary movements to map how life-force energy flows through You and how You interact with the world.
Then there is the Kabbalah, or more specifically, the Tree of Life, which brings structural elegance to the circuitry of the body graph. The Kabbalistic Tree contains ten sephirot (spheres of emanation) connected by twenty-two paths, designed to reflect the progression of Divine energy into material form. In Human Design, this system echoes in the channels that connect the centers. These channels are where gates meet and energy flows between defined centers. They reveal how we carry specific expressions of archetypal energy and how these forces move within us and between us. While Human Design does not replicate the Tree of Life exactly, it borrows the energetic wisdom of its structure—the idea that spiritual and material forces are not separate, but entwined through layers of expression that can be mapped and understood.
Finally, Human Design is deeply rooted in quantum mechanics, particularly the influence of neutrinos—tiny subatomic particles that pass through all matter, including our bodies, at almost the speed of light. These neutrinos carry mass and are now scientifically confirmed to have the ability to carry information. In the Human Design system, neutrinos are believed to imprint us at the moment of birth with the frequencies of the planets, embedding energetic information into our form. This provides a quantum explanation for how and why planetary positions can influence the human energy field—not through superstition, but through the transmission of actual data from the cosmos. Combined with the I Ching’s binary code (broken and unbroken lines), this forms a genetic-mechanical model for how energy enters, moves through, and manifests in human life.
The body graph itself is built from this synthesis: the 64 gates from the I Ching arranged along 36 channels (representing the flow of energy between centers), overlaid with planetary activations from astrology, shaped by the energy centers based on an evolved chakra model, and structured similarly to the pathways of the Tree of Life, all activated by the neutrino stream at the moment of birth. Every person’s chart is therefore a snapshot of cosmic intelligence captured in the body—one part divination, one part frequency, and one part form.
Understanding Your Human Design begins with this foundation, which leads to Your Type—Generator, Manifestor, Projector, Reflector, or Manifesting Generator—a classification based on how Your Sacral and Motor Centers connect to the Throat. Your Type determines how You’re meant to interact with life and make decisions: whether You’re here to respond, initiate, wait for invitation, or reflect. This flows into Your Strategy, the specific way Your Type engages with the world, and Your Authority, the internal compass You are designed to trust above all logic or outside influence.
Beyond this, Your Profile—a combination of two numbers derived from Your conscious and unconscious Sun and Earth gates—reveals the “costume” You wear in this life, the personal mythology You’re here to live. All of this is derived from those original systems—the structure of Your genetic gates from the I Ching, the energy processing from the chakra system, the planetary imprint from astrology, the paths of expression from the Tree of Life, and the quantum data stream of neutrinos
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Traditional Human Design brings these ancient and modern components together into a single coherent map, one that reveals how You are designed to operate—not as an abstract concept, but as a practical tool for decision-making, self-understanding, and embodiment. It is both mystical and mechanical, both cosmic and cellular. It does not require worship. It requires observation.
And yet, what blocks us from living our design is rarely a lack of information—it is the conditioning we’ve absorbed over a lifetime. Conditioning refers to the subtle and overt influences that shape who we believe we must be in order to survive, succeed, or be loved. In Human Design, this begins the moment we are born. As soon as we take our first breath, the world starts imprinting on us—especially through the undefined centers in our chart. These white, open areas are where we are most sensitive to other people’s energy, where we amplify, absorb, and often mistake their emotions, thoughts, motivations, or willpower as our own. Over time, this creates internal pressure to compensate: to prove ourselves, to make others happy, to avoid confrontation, to seek certainty, to be consistent where we are not meant to be. These distortions calcify into behavior patterns, identities, and protective strategies that feel necessary but are not true. This is what Human Design calls the not-self—the version of You built around survival, rather than alignment. Shadows arise not because You are broken, but because You have been living by someone else’s design. The work is not to reject these parts of Yourself, but to observe them with neutrality and compassion. Every undefined center is a potential source of wisdom once its conditioning is seen for what it is. Awareness dissolves distortion. And in that space, You begin to remember what has always been true.
When You begin to live Your design, You stop trying to fix what was never broken. You stop chasing identities, patterns, people, or goals that were never meant to be Yours. You learn to wait, to respond, to trust, to speak, to feel, to rest—according to a frequency that was imprinted in You long before You were named.
Human Design offers this: a way to return to the original You. A way to live without resistance. A way to flow in harmony with the frequency You were born to carry—not anyone else's. And once You know that... the real Alchemy can begin. The part where we go deeper. Into the body. Into the pulse. Into the sacred, sexual, shadow-soaked truth that You already feel rumbling beneath this map. AoDD is what happens when You stop studying Your design—and start seducing it.
Alchemy of Divine Design is not a brand. It is not a business.
It is My Temple.
I bled it into existence. I tore it from My own body. It is living. Breathing. A sacred current built from everything I survived, everything I remembered, and everything I now embody.
AoDD was born from a woman who lost her name and took it back. From a girl who was taught to be silent and now moans truth. From a soul who was trafficked, tortured, manipulated, and used—and who rose from those ashes with a blueprint for resurrection encoded in her skin.
This Temple is where I house that blueprint.
AoDD is the sacred fusion of Human Design, erotic embodiment, Mystical Alchemy, and lived truth. It is what happens when a woman stops running from her pain and starts seducing the Divine through it. It is where sexuality stops being performative and starts being prophetic. It is where men remember they are Gods, and women remember they are portals.
I created AoDD because I needed a place where all of Me could exist. Not the sanitized, spiritual version of Me that could bypass or behave. But the real Me—who drips erotic truth, who channels through her sacral, who worships the shadow, who kneels for only the Divine.
Here, I bring Human Design to life. Not as theory. As flesh.
Because your chart isn’t something to study. It’s something to touch. To feel. To fuck. To follow.
And when You follow it… You remember who You are.
What I Offer Through This Temple
Everything I do inside AoDD is sacred. Intimate. Erotic. And precise. I don’t offer sessions. I offer initiations. Each one is custom. Each one is alive. Each one is a key back into Your body, Your power, Your truth.
*If You are a current or former survivor of sex trafficking, please read A Letter to the Sacred Survivors. This Temple has something sacred for You.
Divine Human Design (DHD) Readings
These readings are transmission-deep, intuitive, sensual. We look at Your Strategy, Authority, Gates, Channels, Profile, and Cross. But we don’t stop at information. We drop into revelation. You’ll feel what Your energy is designed to do and stop trying to contort Yourself to be anything else.
Sexual Human Design
(SHD) Readings
Your erotic blueprint. The truth of how You touch, tease, taste, and take. We explore Your sexual current through Your gates, definition, energy type, and chart chemistry. We talk about dominance, submission, seduction, arousal, kink, bonding, and the divine intelligence of sex. This reading doesn’t just turn You on—it turns You back on to the design You came here to play through.
1:1 Erotic Initiations
These are not coaching calls. They are sacred fire. Deep dives into Your design, Your shadows, Your desire, and Your power. Sometimes I’ll use My voice. Sometimes silence. Sometimes channeled directions. Sometimes moans. Always precision. These sessions are containers for rebirth.
Coming Soon: The Erotic Archive
A private library of My erotic voice transmissions—whispers, affirmations, guided practices, stories, and sacred seductions. This space will grow into its own altar within the Temple, reserved for those ready to surrender to sound and sensation.
And in time… there will be more. Offerings for the Divine Masculine. Rituals for the Erotic Feminine. Custom reports. Courses. Grimoire entries. Whatever the Temple asks for next—I will birth it.
Why This Matters
Because I know what it feels like to live someone else’s life. To be trapped in someone else’s cage. To perform love instead of feeling it. To force Yourself into survival and call it strength.
I also know what it feels like to burn that all down and rise.
When I found Human Design, I just didn’t find a system. I found My soul’s signature.
I’m a 1/3 Manifesting Generator with Sacral Authority. My life is built on experience, on trial, on fire. My Incarnation Cross is the Right Angle Cross of Contagion—meaning I carry the energy of irresistible commitment, erotic desire, creative contribution, and sacral power. My chart showed Me what I already knew: I was made to fall, feel, and fuck My way into freedom—and then infect the world with that liberation.
This is what I bring into every session, every post, every breath of this Temple. My lived experience. My scars. My orgasms. My sacred, unrepentant knowing.
Who This Is For
AoDD is for those who have been burned by systems and still believe in the sacred.
For those who ache to be seen in their full erotic intelligence.
For those who don’t just want information—they want initiation.
It is for Men who are ready to feel again. For Women who are ready to assume space with their sensuality. For the in-between. The undefined. The shapeshifters. The sacred rebels. The shadow-worshippers. The ones who know sex is not separate from God—it is the God.
The Temple Is Open
You don’t enter AoDD by accident. You enter because You’re ready.
To be turned on by Your truth.
To be penetrated by precision.
To be held while You remember the You that never left.
If You’re here, the Temple is calling.
I’ll be waiting inside.
—YY
* Trigger Warning *
Like every true Goddess, I have been to hell and back. Where others tried to burn Me away, I transformed. Where they tried to harm, I alchemized. I am not broken. I am not ashamed. I am healed. I am whole. I am Divine—in every form I choose to take.
I wasn’t born a Goddess, but I was born between two altars. My father’s bloodline held generations of devoted Christians- quiet faith and righteous order passed down like heirlooms. Much like the farming skills and later, family passions like aviation. My mother’s blood ran differently. English. Rooted in what some call the ‘old ways’. Intuitive, portal magick, moon-fed, ancestral led on her mother’s side. Intellectual, philosophical, modern day enlightened agnostic father. They encouraged My mother to explore more than they knew, always with open arms to return to.
My mother was touched by Christianity, yes—but gently. Before she crossed the ocean, she carried something more ancient, something knowing. It was only after meeting My father—while he was stationed in England during the Vietnam War—that her path was rewritten. She followed him back to America and into the heart of the Midwest, where they were pulled into the lunacy of Christian cults that cloaked fear in holiness and called submission sacred. They believed it would protect us. I honor them for that. I honor the love it came from, and the Splenic response to the bizarre fear-based spiritually tactics of the “churches”. They kept us safer than other parents in the church. But you see, the spiritual inheritance I received was already twisted before I could choose it.
Regardless of My parents’ intentions, as a little girl in that world, I learned that girls exist to obey. That women must silence themselves, submit, and serve. I learned that sacrifice was holy. That desire was dangerous. That My voice—My knowing—was a threat. All of this conditioning soaked in before I ever bled. And while My soul always burned for something deeper, that early programming laid the foundation for what came next.
When I was a teenager, My family was ripped apart. I won’t detail the rupture—I’ll only say it was violent in spirit, even if it didn’t bleed on the surface. Something in our home collapsed. And in the wake of that collapse, I became vulnerable in a way no one saw. The kind of vulnerability that predators smell. The kind that sets the stage for possession, not love.
That’s when John stepped in.
He didn’t drag Me into the underworld. He led Me in, like a lover. A veteran. A man trained in discipline and domination. He wore the mask of a protector. He studied Me. Broke Me in like furniture. Made My submission feel like safety. Over time, he layered manipulation with force. Promises with punishment. He used military tactics—coercion, deprivation, brainwashing, and emotional abuse—to collapse My will and replace it with his.
From seventeen to twenty-seven, I was trafficked. Not by a stranger, but by a man who claimed Me. A man who told Me he loved Me while selling My body. He forced Me to work multiple jobs while sleep-deprived, starved, and isolated. We ran an antique restoration and repair business that dealt in rarities, oddities, and underground antiques. Behind every deal, I was the sweetener. I was the price. Whether we were buying or selling, My body was the offering. I became a ritual in someone else’s transaction.
But I also became something else. I became sensitive. Sensual. A reader of rooms. A vessel of perception. I started to feel things others couldn’t. The tension between objects. The energy humming between words. The sacred life of the antiques themselves. And still, beneath the trauma, beneath the control, My body kept pulsing truth.
That pulse—subtle, stubborn, sacred—was My Sacral. My design had been speaking all along.
There was one night, deep in a basement in Indiana, when I almost gave up. Cold concrete. Numb skin. Silence. And so were My desires. I saw a chance to end it all, for everyone. But then, a voice—not from this world, but unmistakably real. A woman’s voice. Warm. Fierce. Familiar.
“Yvette, you don’t have to do this. Just turn around and walk away. He won’t follow you.”
She was the Divine Feminine. Not a metaphor. A presence. And I obeyed Her. I walked out. I escaped. That was the beginning of My resurrection. Not the end of pain—but the return of sovereignty.
I fled. And I ran straight into My angel—Paul. A man who saw Me when I was still invisible to Myself. A man whose presence reminded Me of gentleness and God. It was the first time I had seen the Divine Masculine in form in a long time. With him beside Me, I began to breathe again. To feel. To listen to the quiet inside Me that had never stopped whispering: You are meant for more.
That’s when Human Design entered My life.
At first, it was just a system—strange, Mystical, almost too accurate. But then it became scripture. A mirror I could finally trust. It told Me I was a Manifesting Generator with Sacral Authority and a 1/3 profile. It told Me I was built to experience, to experiment, to fall and rise, and fall again until the truth was so embodied it couldn’t be stolen. It showed Me that My trial-by-fire wasn’t failure—it was the design of My Design.
It explained why I gave Myself so fully to John: because I was designed to commit deeply (Gate 29). Why I kept searching for something real: because I am wired for passion and intensity (Gate 30). Why I always felt like I had to offer something beautiful to the world: because My gift is contribution (Gate 8). And why I kept working, even in chains: because I carry the power to sustain what matters (Gate 14). This is the Right Angle Cross of Contagion—and I finally understood why My life had been so explosive, so erotic, so difficult to contain.
When I began to listen to My Sacral—really listen—everything changed. I stopped living for approval. I stopped submitting to silence. I began to speak. To touch. To move. And eventually, to build.
That’s when Alchemy of Divine Design was born.
Not as a business. As a resurrection.
AoDD is a temple. A grimoire. A current. A ritual of reclaiming. It’s where Human Design meets erotic embodiment. Where shadow meets sacred. Where devotion meets desire. It is Me—poured out into form. And it is You—waiting to be activated.
I created AoDD for those who were taught to doubt themselves. For those whose eroticism was buried beneath shame. For the men aching to become gods but taught only to conquer. For the women burning with wildness but told to stay small. For everyone in between. For the shapeshifters. For the forgotten. For the brave.
I don’t just teach Human Design—I live it. I teach how to feel it in Your thighs, Your voice, Your sex. I show You how your profile wants to play, how your gates want to provoke or seduce or melt. I guide You back to Your truth through the map of Your body. Not to fix You. But to free You.
And through it all, I have returned to My family. I am the youngest of five. The one who wandered furthest, broke deepest, and came back holding the truth in Her palms. I returned not just to reconcile, but to bring the light I found in the dark. To show that even what looks irredeemable can become sacred. That even after betrayal, after disappearance, after silence—there is always a way home.
I hold no ill feelings for Christianity, or for the occult. Both shaped Me. I love the antiques that once masked My cage. I feel the soul of every object, every piece of worn velvet and carved wood. I know that nothing is only dark. Everything is redeemable. Even Me. Especially Me.
And so are You.
This is Your invitation. You’re remembering. Your sacred reawakening.
Come burn with Me. Come bleed devotion. Come speak Your own name into flame.
Because the truth is, I didn’t become a Goddess. I remembered I already was.
And now, it’s Your turn.