“When Little Red Riding Hood Defeats the wolf – When the lamb becomes the lion – And the prey becomes the huntress – Everyone acts surprised.
As if they did not see her coming. As if they did not place the salt on her wounds. As if they did not cut her open, open her wide – Expect her to swallow her defeat.
They should’ve learned A long time ago Exactly who she was. You saw the scars. You saw the battle wounds. You knew she survived them.
So tell me, What kind of woman survives this kind of war? Only a woman who is the war.
Who brings the war with her, Her bare naked feet filled with soot, Scorched earth between her toes. They tried to pour ice into her lungs – Tried to keep the truth buried, frozen – Tried to keep her quiet, but they forgot –
She still breathes fire because she was made from it.
You will ask her to bow and she will climb. You will ask her to crawl and she will rise. You will ask her to die and she will be reborn. You will bury her and she will grow.
You should’ve known that This is not a woman Who fears the wolf. The wolf fears her.”
🐺 Shahida Arabi 🎨 Lisa Aisato Artist Via Sacred Sisters Full Moon Circle
I’ve been doing mental exercises the last couple days. This morning, Spirit Divine gifted me a message. Our efforts are witnessed family. They see, hear, know the struggle. Apparently it’s going to get better…❤️🩹
I Am Grateful for this Life! I Am Grateful for this Love in me! I Am Grateful for Mobility! I Am Grateful for this Community! I Am Grateful for Protections offered me! I Am Grateful the Divine walks with me! I Am Grateful for the opportunity to Live Boldly, to Speak Freely, and to Be Seen as I Am. I Am Grateful the True Divine researches all experiences and actions for consistency and/or manipulation before casting Judgement. I Am Grateful that I Am Understood by He who matters most, to me. I Am Grateful for my new Family.
Often times we defend ourselves via anger due to feeling the need to protect the inner child from hurt. Be that suppressed ice-cold passive anger or outright active anger.
Every trigger is an opportunity to respond in a more loving way. I don’t mean being a pleaser or a victim and allowing someone to treat you badly. I mean being able to be compassionate which means unconditional loving with ‘healthy boundaries.’
Sometimes you will react strongly when the button is pushed, other times you will have space enough to move away and de-escalate the hurt. When you do get space, even for a few minutes, it’s an opportunity to be loving towards your inner child and reassuring them that they are safe within you. They are sensitive to discordant vibrations within the nervous system. They need to hear from you!
This dialogue with the inner child helps in calming the hurt and calming the nervous system, so you can find a healthy response rather than a reaction.
We are all a work in progress. One breath one step at a time. Your inner child needs to feel safe within you, and the best person to give them that reassurance, is you.
Ay-hay, nitotem. Sit with me by the fire awhile. Let me tell you a story—one the ancestors placed in my heart when I was young and full of hurt, and one that’s kept me walking straight even when the winds of sorrow tried to bend me.
Long ago, before the town came, before the hydro dams took the breath from our rivers, there was a boy named Kīsikāw, which means “He Who Comes From the Sky.” He was born during a thunderstorm—his first cries were swallowed by the roar of the heavens, and the old ones said he was destined to carry lightning in his heart. But that lightning—it’s a dangerous thing, êkwa—because it can burn just as easily as it can shine.
Kīsikāw grew up in a house where love was a quiet, broken thing. His father, wounded by residential school, carried pain like a second skin. He didn’t know how to be gentle. His words struck like fists. His silence cut deeper. And his mother, she tried—oh, how she tried—but she was drowning in her own grief. The boy learned early that some wounds don’t bleed on the outside.
When Kīsikāw was older, he carried that pain like a bone knife tucked under his ribs. He judged quickly, he rejected before he could be rejected, and his shame made him sharp. People saw him as cold, but really, he was just trying not to break apart.
Then, one day, an old woman named Nôhkom Iskwew came to him. She had eyes like the still waters of Pimicikamak, deep and watching. She said, “Grandson, the hurt you carry—did it make you stronger, or just harder?” He couldn’t answer. “You carry the hurt of generations, but you have the chance to be the one who lays it down. Be the one who breaks the chain, not the one who binds it tighter.”
He sat with that. It didn’t make sense at first. How do you heal by opening old wounds? But she told him: “When you were judged, did you not cry out for understanding? When you were cast aside, did you not long for someone to accept you, as you are? Then be that someone.”
And slowly—like the river thawing in spring—he began to change. He learned to listen without defending. To forgive without forgetting. To speak from his heart instead of his pain. He chose to be gentle where his father was harsh. To love fiercely where he was taught to be silent. He became the man he needed as a boy, and in doing so, he healed not only himself, but his children, and their children too.
So I say to you, kîsikâw pîsim, sun-child: be the one who breaks the cycle. Choose compassion over cruelty. Choose to be medicine, not more poison. You are not what happened to you—you are what you choose to become from it.
That is our way. That is the power of pimâtisiwin—the sacred life. Carry it gently.
We stand at the threshold of a great dawning Something deep within life is changing An era is ending & at the very core of creation Something new is being born We are awakening from a long, collective sleep, an in-vitro Dreaming deep within the womb of our Mother Earth Now is the time of a great shifting of cosmic wheels Which will result in the reformation of our Earth & trigger a radical shift in consciousness A galactic tidal wave of light is descending upon the Earth Activating the highest potential, raising the frequency Reality is being reformed, redefined The activation of new neural pathways will trigger new perceptions New information, new impulses & a re-calibration of DNA Open yourself to these higher dimensional frequencies Let go. Love each other in these coming times Be kind to each other Gather in community, share yourself, live your dream Live your heart. Open Open yourself Be prepared for the challenges to come The dark times of chaos & upheaval We will experience a dynamic re-calibration of electromagnetic fields & Earth systems on a global scale Stay present Stay calm & centered Try not to judge what is happening Surrender to the process Hold firm in the knowledge of what is being birthed The process of birthing is an awesome undertaking An arduous task, often fought with intensity Stay in the heart. Stay connected to Beloved friends & family Remember that this too shall pass & is a necessary purification A great purge of all that not in resonance with What is being born within us All will be redeemed & reformed in miraculous ways Chaos will become peace & sorrow will become joy Trust Trust with love The butterfly is a marvellous demonstration of the power Of trust & vulnerability & in the miracle of metamorphosis After all, what is a butterfly if not the flowering of caterpillar Beyond its wildest dreams? Emerging from the womb of the chrysalis, the butterfly Discards its restrictive silk and shell To inherit a magical new world Of flowers, breezes & sunshine A world of freedom & delight & a celebration of its divine nature Spreading her wings for the first time, she has no idea whether She can fly, she simply opens her wings In perfect confidence & is effortlessly Conveyed into the spiral dance of graceful flight As you turn your light inward & witness your true nature You become An empty mirror & go beyond beliefs or doctrines Dissolving the veils, the formless takes form Going or coming, we are in the right place As the veils are lifted, we will perceive worlds Of unimaginable beauty Self-transforming astral worlds of light will Shine down & interpenetrate The density of matter, making it translucent, less dense, & more Permeable to our thoughts & feelings Multi-dimensional reality & the interconnectedness of all things Will be as clear as sunlight And just as the light is not separate from the sun & the wave Is not separate from the ocean, so shall we realise our connection To the source & recognise ourselves in each other, as one vast ocean Of love & light. Let the divine recognise the divine Lights will find other lights And as the spark ignites within you So too will it ignite within others In a majestic radiance of consciousness & set the world Alight in its magnificence A new world without fear, without war, without greed in the safe Custodianship of an awakened species, manifesting peace with love Light & celebration May the divine Mother bless all sentient beings as her children May the ascended ones bless mankind May religion be swept away by the revelation of what we are May the children of the Earth understand that this is to be a Birthing place for a new humanity The birthing of a new woman, utterly discontinuous from the past Released, transformed, metamorphosed into a multidimensional being Conscious, Whole & FREE
3 short years ago. I thought it was djinn, but it could have been military…. Who knows?
I have never claimed to know it all. I learn as I go. I graduated beyond this experience 3 years ago. Folks who wish to criticize can play teacher on their own channel. I am not anyones religious guru. I was raised in the wilderness by a narcissist who never talked about God. We unknowings are typically the target of the knowing. I raised myself to the best of my ability. I posted this memory as evidence, and reminder, as to where I was vs where I currently am. There is nothing shameful about our journey … Every ounce of knowing developed along the way makes us who we are. There will always be someone who judges our story as insufficient and dangerous for the world. This is what is dangerous, telling the bird it cannot fly without permission. When the Most High, according to my knowing, kicks us out the nest … And says, fly. It upsets me I even have to defend this traumatic memory from an “all knowing” invisible “teacher” who isn’t thee Creator Divine.
Here is another memory from right about this time, info gather from additional research and inquiry…
A: No. I’m only helping them create a perspective.
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I do not acknowledge anyone who claims authority to command the essence of Me.
I claim my Sacred Heritage.
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A little too much And a little too little Goes a long way.
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Blessed is SHE who can RISE from her Slumber & make the EARTH quake at her feet. Yet, walks gently.
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It’s a Hero’s Journey. Break the program. Shift the routine, the hypnotic pre-conditioned patterns.
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Please, listen to some of the things you say of others. And ask if you want to be talked of in the same manner. Not whether it would be true or not, simply if you want to be talked about in like manner. If not, perhaps make an adjustment.
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When you are vulnerable with someone, you get a glimpse of how the relationship will go by the way they treat you.
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I used to be a supreme a-hole. I’m in recovery.
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“Not only are you powerful, you are prestigious. Not only are you prestigious, you are beautiful. Not only are you beautiful, you are consciousness. Not only are you consciousness, you are the spirit. Not only are you the spirit, you are the security of the future, the most bountiful beauty ever God created. Men call it ‘woman.’”
