Not being “wanted” or “desired” isn’t the end of the world, trust me. Learn to love yourself. Date yourself. Treat yourself nice. Once you become good at this you’ll find that allowing another to come in and manipulate circumstances isn’t the auto go to. Build the inner world. Make it beautiful. Then only allow in those who have done the same in their own inner world.
Be healthy.
Share healthy
If it doesn’t feel good, stop doing it.
Self-love is an action of providing yourself with unconditional love, nurture, comfort and respect. It does not mean that we are selfish humans (not all of the time), but that we need to love ourselves fully and entirely before we can be loved by another human being.
The injections were nothing more than a block for our inherent ascension. They are meant to keep people in the lower realms.
The HUman being is powerful. Their abilities stifled, and if they waken, they are used to generate the slave matrix with their minds, under extreme duress.
Our third eye opens portals. They put fluoride in the waters because it calcifies the pineal gland. They put toxins in the foods because it destroys this gland and all others. They inject the body with only they know what. They know our inherent power and why Creator instructed them to bow to us. They chose violation instead.
We must reclaim our Selves.
Fortunately, family and friends who are quite capable are coming. Indeed, many are already here.
Have you ever seen me, in my 56 years, and probably in previous lifetimes … have you ever seen me “be careful”.
The only time I’m careful is when driving, or walking across a river on slippery rocks.
No. You have witnessed me throwing caution to the wind, taking risks that most definitely were going to hurt, and did.
You have seen me make plans, get there, and before exiting the vehicle spontaneously changing my mind and doing something else, somewhere else.
You have seen me rebel against those who attempt command over my consciousness …. By those in a physical vessel, and by those unseen.
You know without doubt, I’m certain, that anything worthwhile requires a risk be taken. It’s always been that. Either it will be what is intended, or it will be something else.
This is my time for something else.
I am not alone.
I am loved.
And even if the violators infiltrate and place a puppet actor in my midst, even if they gain access, it won’t hinder the bigger picture, the final outcome.
They are fully aware of the workings of a collective. One individual member missing does not stop the production of what’s necessary. Ask the honey bee. It’s a continuous cycle.
Should the violator of creation win their war, seeking their own sovereignty, the planet cannot support them much longer. They’ve ensured this.
They are not creators. They use creation to generate mutations. These mutations will fail. They will recognize the value of humanity and other species who contain the Primordial Light of Source Creation.
It will be too late for them.
Their future is sealed, many times over.
The mutations of their mutations will degrade over “time”, with each “generation”.
This is no longer personal.
This is Collective.
Divided we fall. With every “death” there will be an end to a potentiality. We must learn to act collectively, the adversary does.
We return to the magic of the shadows to recharge, growing our wild medicine with steady hands, the crescent Moon shining between our brows.
We are not evil, nor have we ever been. The tales of the patriarchy only veil us as such attempting to taint our gifts with fear and lies.
We who craft with rock, Moon, herb and branch breathing blessings into the sky. We who are the weavers of nightsong and Earth healing. We who commune with the animals hearing their messages and guidance.
We go by many names.
Shamaness, wise woman, witch, priestess.
Once they stood for healing, connection with nature and ancient wisdom. They meant hope for those who needed aid, guidance in times of peril.
But these names have been twisted by the system that would keep us hidden and our voices silent. They were painted through the ages with stories that cast down the medicine of the feminine and her wild knowing.
We are here to reclaim our truth.
We come from the stars, the sea and the wild to take back our power. The time has come to bring our medicine into the world and bring back the ancient mysteries, the Goddess and the ways of the natural world.
The time has come for healing and growth, for the daughters of the sacred to stand tall, rooted in the compass of our intuition.
The tides have turned and the age of darkness is over.
Let go of the past that has haunted you to this point. You are no longer your old self.
~ PREPARE ~
You’re about to start a new life.
Be bold.
Release the old, in all ways.
Bring in the new.
Focus on your most loyal friends.
Support them.
Allow them to support you.
Bold people don’t fear death, which is why they strive nobly and with self-denial. Because they keep death in their mind and think about it every day, they’re better prepared spiritually and they strive more courageously. In this way they disdain vain pursuits and, even in this life, live in eternity, with the joy of Paradise. ~ Saint Paisios the Athonite
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