I am so happy the truth is coming out, and so happy about her passionate report!
Thank you Angel therapy333
I am so happy the truth is coming out, and so happy about her passionate report!
Thank you Angel therapy333
For me it was difficult to achieve. I am an intense individual who senses other energies greatly.
I will remember, although two people can be on different levels of awakening and find it difficult to relate to one another, it is still possible to have love for each other.
In allowing myself the freedom to express and experience fully, I gladly understand that those I love may not be able to relate to me as I would like. However, I still love and am so very appreciative they are, and have been a part of my life.
I will feel fully.
I will express honestly.
I will let my light shine vibrantly.
I will not take negativity personally.
I will love completely.
I will survive temporary waves of uneasiness.
I look forward to what is ahead.

She who walks with Dogs
She presented herself in finest vulnerability.
She allowed the essence to touch her soul,
Reminding herself, why it must go.

So much hurt running thru the energy regarding trauma’s imposed upon the family.
Anger isn’t the word … but a low rumbling that seems like growling IS happening.
Dumb little piss ants …

Someone is playing Russian Roulette, whether it be an actual circle of folks and a gvn, or if someone is taking an over-the-top risk with something, I can’t say.
Adversary is mad!! Saying, “Stop lying about this!” They are realizing they got bamboozled.
They know you are heavily protected, they can’t seem to stop talking about it! They’re looking for a way to topple your fortress, a weak spot, a vulnerability, but they can’t find any.
Perpetrator: a person who carries out a harmful, illegal, or immoral act. Now, whether they are insinuating this is you, or if they want to send someone after you, is unclear.
They think you are dangerous. You see them. You are speaking on what you see, know, feel … telling your story, confessing your personal testimony. They are concerned about their privacy, having the ability to continue behaving in a vile manner undetected.
Someone who sounded somewhat feminine shouted, “They conquered you! She’s a medium!”
“They” are your new family, your Spiritual team. You have connections as a medium they cannot explain or understand. You’re an enigma. What seems like a year ago there was a shocked exclamation, “They aren’t supposed to exist!”
Someone is complaining, “Is this the best you can do?”
There is talk of the 15th or the 16th. Something BIG is supposed to happen. (Yesterday the message was,”See you all next week!”) There may be a transition, a timeline bifurcation, or trifurcation, a relocation, a ‘rapture’, or a portal opening to transport life into another realm … take it as it resonates. (On October 17, someone said ‘4 to 7 weeks’, which would be 11-17 / 12-1).
It sounds like the split will happen next week and the 2 weeks following will be some sort of catastrophe, or purification.
The adversary is calling you sacrilegious. You didn’t get baptized, or commit and dedicate your essence and soul to some religious entity or cause. You’re free. You are in union with TMH Family Divine, direct connection. There is no 3rd wheel enemy between you claiming authority over this connection. They are being told it is against the rules to bring you into their loop … you aren’t one of them, you are directly connected and they can’t control you. (Someone thinks if they can gain contract they’ll be able to, tho).

Outcast, mentally tormented and stripped of memory
Treated as an unworthy guest in their own house
By those who couldn’t even do the upkeep
Rebirthed
Reborn

I don’t believe others fantasies about my life.
I won’t involve myself in them.

Spirit’s getting irritated … just DO it already antagonist!
The pipe to the poet:
I am a poet's pipe, His nurse, and: I put his Beast to sleep.
When his blinded chimeras
Come to collide with his forehead, I smoke...And he, in his ceiling, Can no longer see the spiders.
….I make him a sky, clouds, The sea, the desert, mirages;
- He lets his dead eye wander there...
And, when the cloud becomes heavy, He thinks he sees a known shadow,
- And I feel my pipe biting...
- Another whirlwind unties
His soul, his shackles, his life!
….And I feel myself fading.-he is sleeping-
-Sleep again: the Beast is calmed, Follow your dream to the end...
My Poor!.. the smoke is everything.
-If it is true that everything is smoke...
The yellow loves
Tristan Corbière