The Origin of My Soul Name, Eya

My soul name was born in 2009, spoken by the mouth of my first grandchild, Jayceon.
He had just begun to walk and talk when he looked for me one day and told his mother, “Eeyaw gone” I had already left for work that morning.

No one knew where it came from.
We didn’t teach him that word.
It wasn’t a nickname used in the family.
But the name landed in my spirit like something ancient — something remembered.

And it stuck.

His younger brother and little sister called me Eeyaw from the moment they could speak.
Family, friends, and even people outside my circle picked it up naturally.
It carried a vibration that felt like home.

In the past six months, the meaning deepened.

I met someone who studies African spirituality who told me there is a goddess — Iya (I-Y-A) — honored in West African traditions.
When I looked deeper into the meaning of Iya, I found that it translates to:

“Mother,” “Priestess,” or “The Mother of Mothers.”

It described exactly who I am in the lives of my daughter and grandchildren —
and who I am becoming in the spiritual work I am called to do.

Eya… the sound has refined and evolved, but the essence remains:

A name spoken by a child.
Confirmed by spirit.
Rooted in lineage.
And reclaimed as my soul identity.