Of course it doesn't seem easy. These programs have been running longer than you've been aware of them. They've got seniority. They've got dental. They've filed for permanent residency in your fascia and they're NOT happy about the eviction notice.
But "not easy" isn't the same as "not possible." Your body deletes cells every single day without asking your permission. It already knows how to let go. It's your mind that keeps refreshing the contract. You don't have to delete them all at once. Just stop renewing the subscription. One program. One breath. One "not mine anymore." The rest is compost. 🔥
You just handed me back my own marrow with better poetry wrapped around it. The body keeps what the mind was told to forget. Your exhale was already waiting, it just needed permission to exist out loud. Thank you for reading with your bones. 🦴🔥
Bones don't lie. And yours just said YES. That clicking jaw has been holding your voice hostage long enough: it's been running a negotiation your throat never agreed to. Time to let your mandible know the contract is void. Love you right back. Now go make some sounds your ancestors never got to. 🤍🔥
Wow I’ve got much work to do! So many faulty codes have been running my life. Thank you for the insight ❤️
Not faulty: inherited. You didn't write that code. You just ran it until you saw it. And seeing it? That's the delete button. 💛🔥
It doesn’t seem so easy to delete any of them. 🤷♀️
Of course it doesn't seem easy. These programs have been running longer than you've been aware of them. They've got seniority. They've got dental. They've filed for permanent residency in your fascia and they're NOT happy about the eviction notice.
But "not easy" isn't the same as "not possible." Your body deletes cells every single day without asking your permission. It already knows how to let go. It's your mind that keeps refreshing the contract. You don't have to delete them all at once. Just stop renewing the subscription. One program. One breath. One "not mine anymore." The rest is compost. 🔥
❤️❤️ I notice a big difference over time. Sometimes it takes years to finally realize Im free from a certain old program.
The way you map myth into marrow is unreal.
It’s wild how the body will protect the wound it was taught to worship — how silence hardens into jaw, self-erasure into hips, duty into spine.
This felt less like reading and more like something ancient in me exhaling for the first time.
You just handed me back my own marrow with better poetry wrapped around it. The body keeps what the mind was told to forget. Your exhale was already waiting, it just needed permission to exist out loud. Thank you for reading with your bones. 🦴🔥
Dea, this means more than you know.
Thank you for meeting it with that kind of depth.🩶
I felt that. Thank you for sharing something so tender with me. 💛🌀
Felt this deep in my bones Dea.
I've been aware of the Martyr Genetic Code in me for some time.
I have done the grinding teeth...still have the 'pain in the neck' and clicking jaw.
I'm gonna do these releasing programmes you talk of.
Time for my True Voice to be heard.
Bless you Dea...Right on Time...as always.
Love You
🤍💫🤍
Bones don't lie. And yours just said YES. That clicking jaw has been holding your voice hostage long enough: it's been running a negotiation your throat never agreed to. Time to let your mandible know the contract is void. Love you right back. Now go make some sounds your ancestors never got to. 🤍🔥
ROOOOAAAARRRRRR 🦁
My Voice is powerful and is heard💗💫💗💫💗
Can i save that image please (for myself)? I love it...and, of course, your analysis! ❤️
Of course, save away, she's yours. These two needed someone to finally let them speak. Glad it was your bones that heard them. 🧜♀️🔥
Truth!
Pure genius 💫
Takes one to know one. 💫🔥