Soul Retrieval

I closed my heart growing up to protect myself from the wrath of my surroundings. I turned against my parents because of the resentment I felt for them taking me away from my happy place to be replaced with what felt like a trauma factory. My only concern growing up was survival and escapism. I was hardwired to look out for danger. I dug myself a shelter in my psyche to reside in a safe place away from the pain I bared. My inner child would dwell in the shadows and I would fantasise of a better life I felt I could never have. I lacked any kind of external conscious guidance to which could serve me on my rites of passageway of childhood. I had to make my own way.

After my Ayahuasca voyage in the Amazon Rainforest and I moved to Glastonbury and embraced the strangeness that were Covid times, and began to find my tribe, I began on this long and arduous task of diving deep into the depths of darkness on the pursuit of finding myself. Parts of my soul dwindling off in the distance of time and space would call for me, yearn for me to bring this part of me home.

To use poetry as a means of expressing my feelings, I would say that at the starting line of my healing journey looking down the corridors of time I was morbidly washed over by the recognition that growing up my soul had cracked, shattered into a billion pieces and been scattered across Oblivion, only for (me thinking I was) the ego to be clinging on to comfort floating through eternal darkness. I had a lot of journeying ahead of me.

We are all awakening from the slums of our souls. The Matrix is collapsing but not without a fight. A frightened but vicious dog that is cornered. But the Matrix is but a network of ideologies in your mind that you think you belong to and that you’ve given life and a sense of self to. This gets manifested into the physical plane around us. Rest assured, as we keep one by one awakening and doing our work the foundations of the old world will keep falling and amidst the rubble are powerful light-workers finding their way across the narrow seas to find faith in a new story and to embody it. The story of the Golden Ages which are upon us, only to be brought into fruition from within through the battles we face within. Light-Workers are finding each other and the community is spreading across the globe like wildfire. And every soul is going through their own sovereign’s journey to the light, like phoenixes from the ashes. A collective dark night of the soul.

Have faith brave soul. You may feel like you dwell alone on your journey, but you have a whole 8 billion souls by your side, not to mention the galactic community. Don’t get lost in the projections. Don’t take things personally. Everybody is hurting, and they should be accountable for the toxicity they cast upon you, and so should you learn this. But this isn’t always doable, because for so long we’ve lacked the inner awareness and resources to own our shit, and do our inner work. Let it go. Jesus said, “Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.” Focus on your inner connection with life. Forget the baggage. It doesn’t serve you. Enjoy the journey. It is a once in a lifetime opportunity to be existing during the great ascension of mankind. Don’t forget your mission. Stay true.

I love you ❤️