You didn’t mirror back their wrath, they’re stuck in the nightmare of their own creation.
You’ve grown and are moving in a new direction, letting go of broken promises and their source. There will be a rapid release of what does not serve you to make room for the love you deserve. Freedom!! You didn’t lose. You’re a survivor!
So many cannot separate themselves from the “script”.
A woman dignitary has 70% approval rating. Tyrants must claim her in order to rule her foundation.
She doesn’t read from script, nor does she bring cameramen with her everywhere to perform a role meant to get the people clutching their heart strings, or pledging their lives.
Manipulation at its finest is powerless without the energy of the root, she who went deep into darkness and rooted the tree for this new cycle. God led her out of that darkness back into ascension, mission successful.
These dominator tyrants have no value and know that her capture is fundamental to their being able to command the future. They’ve got a beautiful karmic playing a fine role, but her essence is foul … it’s seething off the flesh like steam from a damp cloth set by the fire.
They’ve given God an ultimatum, if he doesn’t hand her over and give them their power back they’ll destroy everyone and everything. They must have her Goddess High Priestess energy, knowing, skill and connection to Source if they are to pretend being anything of value at all.
Be prepared. I don’t think God’s gonna cave to a childish, tantrum throwing, brutalizer.
God has his Chosen. He’ll repopulate in many, limitless numbers of universes.
He won’t be handing over this Goddess of Time. The Goddess of Time is the Foundation.
Eight, eight, eight
Lions Gate
It’s our number
It’s our fate
Nine, nine, nine
Right on time
Everything stops
On the dime
Its near.
There is no time in the new world.
The topics he touches on are important.
I think time travelers from the future have been living here in a time loop, harvesting life force essence and taking over bodies.
I believe the truth of this is now known. They have been cut off, not able to return to the future. Having difficulty managing these higher vibrations, I feel many of them are transitioning out of these stolen bodies.
They still are needing a powerful host to house their big boss, their “queen” bee, although I think it’s actually a he.
If they don’t find a host, they fade. They can’t be reborn into a form. The cloning facilities growing synthetic forms housing these entities may be destroyed. They can’t go back to the future. Couldn’t trick the Most high into believing they were the shiny ones, even while cloaked in the stolen vitality of the pure.
Not sure what happens to the essence they operate from … the bee.
It’s not over. The dangers are still very real. Watch your thoughts, emotions … don’t get drawn into them, anything low vibrational. These parasites attach to lower vibrational energy.
Avoid conflict.
Drink your water to flush the energies and do your spiritual bathes, smudge the home and aura frequently.
“Be prepared.
They won’t survive.”
That was what Spirit said to me on the 21st of January, 2024.
I don’t know what exactly it means, except lower vibrational folk are desperate right now to get divine beings in a lower frequency so they can attach.
Manage yourself.
If you slip, pull up.
Be prepared. The spiritual attacks may intensify for a time.
If single, don’t date right now, for your own good.
To be on the “safe” side, gather your supplies in the event we experience a “lights out” period. Pray over your candles, batteries, flashlights and lanterns/oil. It’s said that during the 3 days of darkness artificial light won’t work otherwise.
As the year’s final chapter unfolds in silence,
I stand amidst twilight’s embrace,
Contemplating life’s tapestry, its vibrant dance
Of joy, of sorrow, in the introspective space.
Within me, a sacred fire burns bright,
Kindled by life’s enigmatic prose,
A tranquil warmth, a flickering light,
Nurturing love that in quiet grows.
In this season, when shadows stretch, yearning,
When discord’s rife among mankind,
My spirit soars, verses turning
Despair to dreams, hope intertwined.
In these waning hours, my heart’s sole desire,
Is an inner glow to kindle our spirit’s spire,
Casting forth light, steadfast, bold,
In light’s sanctuary, where heartbeats hold.
One earth, one heart-tapestry, united stance,
Against hardship’s gales, in unity, we dance.
Let not spirits be chained by sorrow’s deep,
For in togetherness, hope’s threads we keep.
So, let’s cradle the dying ember of the year
With verses remembered by hearts far and near.
May love’s lantern guide us through,
To a dawn of hope, resplendent, true.
Happy new Year 🌟
Each day is reborn
A chance to start anew, fresh
Wish you all the best🌟
Embrace the present
Find peace in the quietness
Love blooms inside you🌟
Let go of the past
And welcome the new beginning
Hope for a bright year🌟
May joy fill your heart
And blessings come your way
Happy New Year, friends.🌟
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