There she is, that Sovereign Woman.
She with the courageous heart and the wild soul. She who says, “This is me. This is who I am.”
She wasn’t always this way.
For many years she was hidden away. Revealing herself fully only in the words of her journal and in her closest friendships. Showing up in her truth only when she felt safe enough to be vulnerable.
But now she’s changed. From her appearance to her writing, she’s a whole different woman.
SHE’S THE WOMAN WHO WAS WAITING INSIDE OF HER ALL ALONG.
It was not easy for her, this transformation. She didn’t just step into this embodied self the way you would gracefully step up a staircase.
She had to go deep inside of herself to find this version of herself.
She dug and descended.
Explored and excavated.
Re-membered, re-defined and re-birthed.
And now here she stands: Battle weary. Flawed. Tender.
She’s cried countless tears and faced many shadows. But it doesn’t take much to see there’s something different about her.
What is it? Can you feel it?
Yes that’s it…
IT’S NOT SO MUCH HOW SHE LOOKS. IT’S WHAT SHE’S EMANATING.
She’s grounded in her Wisdom.
Firm in her Strength.
And rooted in her Truth.
She may look like she’s been to hell and back, and in many ways she has, but the raging fire only devoured everything about her that was no longer true.
And what was left behind after all the layers of untruths were burned to the ground was her true essence.
She’s rising out of the ashes now, this Phoenix woman. She’s orienting her life to who she has become.
It’s all brand new to her and she’s far from having it all figured out. But little by little, she’s finding out exactly what it means to be a Sovereign Woman.”
~ Layla F. Saad
@laylafsaad
http://laylafsaad.com/poetry-prose/sovereign-woman
Art: Daria Hlazatova
Daria H
I love this man!! So nice to hear a sane person speak!
By @Akashicel
Do you know the Oneiric portals?
Everything is a portal that takes you back to your unconscious,
You probably entered one of them last night.
Do you remember?
How do you know that what you dream are your dreams and not given by a third party?
Let’s start by talking about dreams…
Dreams are the main mystical door that evokes, links and channels us with our essence and our true home, they are vehicles and coarse channels of creation that interact with memory/consciousness fields (conscious and unconscious) through different planes of existence.
You may wonder why do we not always experience freedom when we dream?
Why do we keep remembering the conditioning exerted by the system?
Why do we sometimes feel imprisoned, attacked, deceived?
Why do we feel that we have no control over ourselves, over our DREAMS?
Fear creates illusory limits that shape our unconscious, limits represented in archetypes of power, languages, symbols with which we identify ourselves.
For example, do you know what the true meaning of the cross is?
Archetypes rooted in the collective consciousness.
Remember, culture is just rituals in disguise.
Your energy, the resonance of your electromagnetic field have visible weak points where parasites can anchor, because you consented to it, by forgetting your power.
Your recurring dreams may be prefabricated dreams, simulations created to extract your vital energy, or dream spaces that you kept after the attack to understand more about your fears, and dissolve them.
Most nightmares are prefabricated dreams, scenarios that interrupt organic dreams and lead us to another one.
The interruption of dreams is a sign of an attack.
Sleep paralysis often communicates a lack of control and connection with our human body.
“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”✨
– Oscar Wilde
They can collect the loosh from the aether. They’re not “trying”, they’ve been doing it for thousands of years.
They enjoy the energy of suffering and sex best, lower vibrational. It’s why they’ve instilled a “program” of suffering into the subconscious.
https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/pii/S2667325821000698
A story told of long ago
Before they knew
They were powerful.
Materials ruled the world
They sang sad songs
Of how they suffered.
With narrow eyes
And twice sold lies,
A victims view
From inside a cube
My Love
Then all at once
But one by one
They heard the call
A simple song saying
“When would you like
To leave it all behind?
You can quit all your sorrow
Lose track of time
And jump in- surrender
Wash it all away
Jump in and remember
This is our game
My Love”
And now the tables have turned
And the scales have evened
And the Illusions
Are breaking at the seams
And the patterns
And problems
And prisons of the past
Will be pushed under the table
Never meant to Last
And we grow in numbers
Day by day
A familiar smile
Upon your face
My Love
Then all at once
But one by one
They Heard the call
A simple song,
Saying, “When would you like
to leave it all behind?
You can quit all your sorrow
Lose track of time
And jump In- surrender
Jump in- surrender
Wash it all away
Jump in and remember
This is our game
My Love”
Join: John McAfee
https://t.me/johnmcafeechannel
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