Have you ever carried burdens from the past that twisted and weaved around your form like a serpent? Perhaps they were never yours to carry, yet you felt the weight of them, like an anaconda, crushing your soul, siphoning the fire within you and snatching your spark.
You clung to breath, holding grief as you faced your soul’s shadows, weeping into a silent void.
In that moment, you were never lost. You were transforming slowly. Transitioning in a liminal space where no one heard your cries, and yet, something did. Your higher self? Your inner light? Something else? It held and carried you, even when you felt like you’d shattered into fragments upon the wind.
You were cocooned like a shimmering butterfly waiting to emerge. A seed waiting to bloom and open its petals to the sky. All good things take time, intent and energy. You were never broken, you were metamorphosing.
Yet, you faced the shadows that threatened to devour you, and still you stared back in defiance, refusing to be bound in the darkness that had forced its way in and attempted to veil your light.
The darkness preys on fear, deception and trickery. It winds around you, creating the illusion that you can never escape its deepest recesses. Then, finally, when darkness enshrouds your being, you understand that in its desperation to trap you and consume you, it lacks something you have. The darkness was never powerful – and the shadows? Deception. Your light is stronger than any storm that aims to engulf you – any symbolic demon that needs to possess and shroud your truths.
Switch off the noise, television sets, energies that feel misaligned. Retune your soul’s algorithm, which connects with the universe and where there was once shadow, there is now a beacon that lights the way for others.
Take forth not your burdens or shame. Transform them into wisdom, take only the parts that shaped the truest, wisest parts of you, and leave the rest burning away until they are ashes. In the waxing moon’s glow, I burned the shadows in a sacred cauldron, my Merkaba-Ankh glowing as the paper blazed, until it was glowing ember, then ash.
This is your sign. Visualise the pages of your new story fluttering in the breeze, drenched in moonlight and harnessing the energy of the Waxing Moon, as it falls open to a page – a glimmering portal to your new world and your new chapter.
Ask yourself, what lessons do I choose to take forward, and who do I want to be to align with my highest truth?
Before crafting these words, a song from another realm carried me across liminal waters and in its vast knowing, it transmitted – ‘We are Sailing.’
Your light, like solar flares from a thousand suns, scatters shadows to reveal truth. With courage in your heart, rebellion in your soul, and trust in the reality beyond the veils, step through this gateway into you.
Join me as I hold space for you to explore your truth. Ask yourself, ‘Which part of myself am I seeking to explore?’ Share your heart’s calling, and let’s sail into your new chapter together.
With love and moonbeams
Kaz as Kazara’el. ?
