Coming into this world all knowing then losing yourself, your value, your path, your purpose is traumatic.
Being told from outsiders, seers, shamans, priestesses, and elders that you’re here to break rules, break karmas and bring back truth in your ancestry and in this world sounds awesome and empowering. To know that I have a dual duty of empowering myself and my lineage with the knowledge, wisdom and power I contain, sounds like some superhero shit.
But in reality it’s depressing and hard. It’s like knowing beforehand what’s going to happen and being cool with it. Thinking you can prepare for it and tell yourself to not lose site of who you really are as motivation is cute. But when the chaos hits, the karma comes and the emotional rollercoaster comes roaring, it’s hard to feel like a powerful being. All that makes me human rises up and takes over. Heartache, pain, emotions, crying and crying, anger, defeat, giving up, running away and more crying.
Makes me wonder why me? Why do I have to be the one to the clear the crap out of our bloodline? A course when you ask questions like that you get answers. It’s because not only am I clearing out karma for myself and my ancestors, I’m also unleashing our birthright, power, ancestral practices and gifts, and reforming our direct link to abundance and prosperity our lineage on this earth have been disconnected from. All the things that were taken from us through murder, assassinations, witch hunts, slavery, brainwashing and our people erased from books and the memories of all people on earth.
Being reminded of what I and my lineage will be gaining from what I as an individual have to go through, helps me focus and pull myself together to push forward. Yes, these karma moments suck but I will get through them and be even stronger in my power and my will at the end of them.
Making my earthly and galactic ancestors proud!