When Your Instinct Is Actually Just Your Trauma in a Vision Board

How to tell if that burning impulse is your soul calling, or just your wound screaming for proof you matter 🐅✨🔥

What if what you’re calling instinct is actually just your nervous system doing interpretive dance while screaming “VALIDATE ME DADDY” into the void? Yeah. Sit with that for a second. 🫠

Because here’s the thing nobody tells you about “following your gut”: sometimes your gut is a LIAR. A beautiful, convincing, Oscar-worthy liar who learned all her tricks from your childhood trauma and now cosplays as intuition at spiritual retreats.

You think you’re being “authentic” and “trusting your inner guidance” when really? You’re just letting your unhealed shit drive the car while your soul is duct-taped in the trunk screaming through a gag.

So you text him at 2 AM because you “need closure.” 📱You say yes to the job that makes your stomach feel like it swallowed a bag of angry bees. 🐝 You book the flight because sitting still feels like death by a thousand Pinterest quotes. You post the thing, send the message, make the move… all while your ego is doing backflips going “SEE? I’M EVOLVED! I’M TAKING ACTION! I’M MANIFESTING!”

But babe. Is that really your soul talking? Or is that just Brenda, your inner people-pleasing gremlin who’s been running the show since you were seven and learned that being “good” kept you safe? 👹

🌀 The Anatomy of the Lie (Or: Your Body Is Snitching On You)

Let’s get anatomical for a second, because your body isn’t some vague mystical hot tub where feelings just vibe. It’s a precision instrument. A biological lie detector. A walking, talking GPS that’s been trying to route you back to truth while you keep hitting “ignore” because the destination looks scary.

And if you don’t know how to read the signals? You’re gonna keep mistaking fire alarms for dinner bells, babe. 🔥🍽️

Real impulse: the kind that comes from your Essence Seal frequency (aka your soul’s operating system, the cosmic source code, the thing that was YOU before the world told you who to be), lives in TWO very specific places:

1. Your womb space / lower belly (the ovaries/testes zone) 🌑

This is your Impulse Core. The energetic womb where worlds are born. Not just babies (though yes, also babies if that’s your vibe), but IDEAS. MOVEMENTS. BUSINESSES. ENTIRE NEW VERSIONS OF YOUR LIFE. When impulse rises from here, it’s quiet. Grounded. It doesn’t need a TED talk or a six-slide Instagram carousel to justify itself. It just... IS.

It’s lioness energy. She doesn’t roar before she hunts. She doesn’t post “About to go get dinner! 🦁✨ #blessed #abundancemindset” on the savanna. She just moves. And the gazelles don’t even see her coming.

2. Your heart center 💗

Not the Hallmark card version. Not the “Love & Light tribe” version that smells like patchouli and avoidance. I’m talking about the Emissive Core. The energetic Sun in your chest. The place where your soul speaks in frequencies, not words.

When your heart KNOWS something, it doesn’t send you a memo. It doesn’t schedule a meeting. It just... hums. Like a tuning fork that found its match. A recognition so deep it bypasses your entire mental filing system. This is where intuition actually lives, not as a thought you can think your way into, but as a frequency you either match or you don’t.

But here’s where shit gets TRICKY. 👀

3. Your throat 🗣️

When the impulse is screaming from your throat like a Kardashian at Fashion Week? That’s not truth, babe. That’s Phantom Drive. That’s the saboteur. The compensator. The part of you that learned to perform, prove, explain, defend, and generally audition for love like your life depends on it (because once upon a time, it kinda did).

This is the voice that says: “If I don’t act RIGHT NOW, I’ll be forgotten.”; “If I don’t send this message, they’ll think I don’t care.”; “If I don’t say yes, they’ll know I’m a fraud.”; “If I don’t fix this, I’m not enough.”

And because it’s URGENT, you think it’s IMPORTANT. But urgency isn’t the same as truth, angel. Truth is patient. It can wait. It’s been waiting your whole life.

Panic? Panic is the drunk girl at the bar at 1:45 AM going “WE NEED TO LEAVE RIGHT NOW OR WE’LL MISS LAST CALL” when really she just doesn’t want to be alone with herself. 🍸

🎭 The Six Traps (Or: How Your Ego Catfished You)

Let’s get specific. Because I KNOW you’re reading this like “Okay but how do I ACTUALLY know?” Here are the six traps literally EVERYONE falls into, and how your body has been texting you the answers this whole time but you’ve been leaving it on read. 📵

TRAP #1: The Confusion Trap

“Wait... is this my soul or is this just my childhood abandonment wound in a vision board?” 🎨

You feel a pull. A surge. An oh-my-god-I-NEED-to-do-this energy.

But you can’t tell if it’s:
✨ Your SOUL saying YES THIS IS THE WAY
or
😱 Your WOUND saying PLEASE VALIDATE ME I’M DYING

Body clue:

• Impulse from Core = steady warmth in your belly, calm KNOWING in your chest, zero need to explain it to anyone

• Phantom Drive = throat on FIRE, heart racing like you just did a line of espresso, brain spinning like a centrifuge

Real life example: You wanna text your ex because you “just need closure.” 💀

Your throat is literally BURNING like you swallowed a jalapeño wrapped in regret. But your belly? Silent as a monk in meditation. That’s not closure, babe. That’s your inner child throwing a tantrum because someone took away her binky and now she wants to send a 47-part thesis on “healthy communication” at 3 AM to prove she’s FINE.

Spoiler: She’s not fine. She’s FERAL. And she’s got your phone. 📱🔥

TRAP #2: The Paralysis Trap

“I’ve literally consulted three therapists, two astrologers, my tarot deck, AND a psychic on Etsy and I STILL don’t know what to do” 🔮

You’ve made pros-and-cons lists. You’ve journaled until your hand cramped. You’ve pulled so many tarot cards your deck is starting to ghost you. You’ve asked your therapist, your best friend, your mom, that one girl from yoga who always knows what Mercury is doing. And you’re STILL. STUCK. 🪨

That’s because you’re trying to THINK your way into a FEELING, babe. And that’s like trying to eat soup with a fork. Technically possible but like... why are you doing this to yourself?

Body clue: Real impulse doesn’t need a committee meeting. It doesn’t send out a Google Form survey. It rises from your Impulse Core and your body just KNOWS. No debate. No pros-and-cons list. No “but what if...” It’s just: This. Now. Go.

Real life example: You said yes to the coffee date because you didn’t want to seem “cold” or “unavailable” or whatever bullshit self-help book told you that boundaries make you a bad person. 😤 Your belly said NO louder than a toddler refusing vegetables. But your throat said, “But what will they think of me?”

So you went. And it was EXHAUSTING. You knew before you even sat down. You could FEEL it in your bones. But you performed “interested” for 90 minutes because god forbid someone think you’re not a ray of fucking sunshine. ☀️💀

TRAP #3: The Good Girl Trap

“If I’m balanced and harmonious, no one will be mad at me and I can finally relax!” 😇

You think harmony means being quiet. Flexible. Agreeable. Not rocking the boat. Not taking up too much space. Not being “too much.” You’ve turned yourself into spiritual Jell-O, just wobbling around trying not to disturb anyone’s peace while your soul is in the back doing parkour off the walls screaming “CAN WE LIVE NOW?!”

But here’s the thing: True alignment isn’t about keeping the peace. It’s about moving from your CENTER, even if it creates motherfucking WAVES. 🌊

Body clue: When you’re suppressing your truth to “keep everyone comfortable,” you’ll feel it as:

• Jaw tension (like you’re clenching pearls you don’t even own)

• Holding your breath (like you’re underwater and forgot you can surface)

• A dull ache in your solar plexus (like someone’s sitting on your power center eating chips)

That’s not harmony, angel. That’s self-abandonment with a vision board. ✨🚮

TRAP #4: The Disembodiment Trap

“I want to listen to my body but honestly it’s just giving me static and vibes that could mean ANYTHING” 📻

You WANT to tune into your inner knowing. You really do! You’ve bought the crystals, downloaded the meditation app, you even tried that weird breathwork thing where you ugly-cried for 20 minutes. But when you actually try to “feel into” something? It’s just... noise. Chaos. A haunted house of sensations that could mean “deep truth” or “I ate dairy and my body hates me.”

That’s because you’ve spent YEARS overriding your body’s signals in favor of what you SHOULD feel. Your body’s been sending you texts for DECADES and you’ve been like “lol read 3:47 PM” and then wondering why it stopped trying. 📱👻

Body clue: Start SMALLER. Don’t ask your body massive existential questions like “What is my life purpose?” when you can’t even answer “Do I actually want this coffee or am I just caffeinating my anxiety?” ☕

The body speaks in sensations, not sentences. It’s not gonna send you a voice memo like “Hey girl! Just wanted to let you know this relationship is toxic! K bye!”

It’s gonna give you:

• A pit in your stomach

• Tension in your shoulders

• A weird feeling you can’t name but it’s THERE

Real life example: Do you actually want to see your family for the holidays, or do you just not want to deal with the guilt of saying no? 🎄Pause. Close your eyes. Ask your BODY (not your brain, not your people-pleasing autopilot, your BODY):

“Do I want to go?”

If your belly relaxes = yes
If your belly clenches = no
If your throat starts composing speeches about why you “should” = that’s not your body, that’s Brenda the gremlin again 👹

TRAP #5: The People-Pleasing Trap

“I’ll just do what makes everyone else comfortable and then maybe I’ll get to exist!” 🎭

You’ve been so well-trained to choose what’s acceptable over what’s TRUE that you don’t even know what YOU want anymore. You move at other people’s tempo. You shape-shift into whatever keeps you safe. You’re a spiritual chameleon who’s so good at blending in, you’ve forgotten what color you actually ARE. 🦎You think you’re being “considerate” or “flexible” or “evolved.” But really? You’re fracturing your energetic integrity one “sure, whatever you want!” at a time.

Body clue: After you say yes to something you don’t actually want, notice:

• Immediate exhaustion (like someone unplugged your battery)

• Resentment that creeps in later like mold (starts small, grows FAST)

• A feeling of being “off” for DAYS (like you’re wearing someone else’s skin)

That’s your system going: “Bestie. This wasn’t yours to carry. Why are we doing this?”

Real life example: You joined the book club you don’t care about because saying no felt like admitting you hate fun and human connection. 📚 Now you’re sitting in someone’s living room on a Thursday night pretending to have read a book you didn’t read, eating charcuterie you didn’t want, discussing themes you don’t care about… all because six months ago you were too afraid to say “That’s not really my thing, but thank you!” And now you’re TRAPPED. In book club prison. With people who think you love literary fiction when really you just wanted to go home and watch reality TV. 📺💀

TRAP #6: The Chaos Fear Trap

“If I actually listen to my truth, my entire life will IMPLODE and I’ll end up living in a van eating beans from a can” 🚐🫘

You’re scared of your own power. You think if you stop controlling, if you stop managing, if you actually honor what’s TRUE… the whole house of cards will collapse. Everything you’ve built. Every relationship. Every identity. Every story you’ve been telling yourself about who you are and what you’re supposed to want.

It’ll all fall apart. And you’re right. It will. 💣

But here’s the secret nobody tells you: That collapse is the POINT.

There’s this archetypal force in the psyche, imagine a lightning bolt hitting a tower, the whole structure just SHATTERING, people falling, chaos everywhere… and everyone DREADS it. The sudden fall. The crumbling. The moment when everything you’ve been holding together with duct tape and positive affirmations just... explodes. But that force? It’s not punishment. It’s LIBERATION. ⚡✨

It’s the universe going: “Babe. You’ve been holding onto something that’s been DEAD for three years. You’ve been Weekend-at-Bernie’s-ing this shit, propping up a corpse and pretending it’s alive. I’m just making it obvious.” 💀

When you’ve been stuck in the wrong story for too long: the wrong job, the wrong city, the wrong relationship, the wrong VERSION OF YOURSELF, your Field (your energetic ecosystem, the invisible forcefield around you that’s constantly reading and responding to reality) will create a DISRUPTION to snap you out of it. Not to hurt you. To FREE you. 🕊️

Body clue: If you’re terrified of the fallout from honoring your truth, ask yourself:

“What am I actually afraid of losing? And... is it even MINE?”

Spoiler alert: If it requires you to betray yourself to keep it? It was never yours. 🎭🔥

⚡ The Collapse That Saves You (Or: When The Universe Fires You For Your Own Good)

Let me tell you about the Encapsulated Collapse. That’s the moment when your Field: your energetic ecosystem, the invisible intelligence that’s been watching you self-betray for MONTHS, finally has ENOUGH and hits the eject button.

And here’s the wildest part? You don’t even KNOW you’re stuck.

Oh, you THINK you know. You think you’re “working on it.” You think you’re “processing.” You think you’re “being patient” or “giving it time” or “not rushing into anything” or whatever phrase you learned from that one Instagram therapist with the soothing voice and the beige aesthetic. But really?

You’re just... frozen. 🧊

Holding onto a concept that stopped serving you three years ago. Clinging to a belief system you outgrew but can’t admit because it would mean you were “wrong.” White-knuckling a relationship that flatlined MONTHS ago but you keep performing CPR on the corpse because walking away would mean you “failed.” Staying in the job, the city, the pattern, the STORY… not because it’s true, but because leaving would require you to admit you’ve been lying to yourself. 🤥

And your ego? Oh honey, your ego is a MASTER at making stuckness look like virtue. Like loyalty. Like commitment. Like spiritual growth.

“I’m not stuck, I’m COMMITTED.” 💍
“I’m not stuck, I’m working through my RESISTANCE.” 🧘
“I’m not stuck, I’m just... iN pRoCeSs.” 🔄

No, babe. You’re stuck. And you’re so deep in the pattern, you’ve decorated the cage and called it a home. 🏠🔒

You’ve hung up fairy lights. You’ve put down a rug. You’ve convinced yourself this 6x6 cell is “cozy” and “intentional” and “exactly where I’m meant to be right now.” ✨ Meanwhile your SOUL is in the corner doing push-ups and planning a prison break. 💪🚨

And that’s when the Collapse comes. 💥

Not to punish you. To wake you the FUCK up.

It looks like:

🔥 The relationship that implodes “out of nowhere” (but if you’re honest, you saw it dying for months, you just kept trying to resuscitate it with couples therapy and weekend getaways)

🔥 The job you get fired from RIGHT when you were about to quit (but couldn’t pull the trigger yourself because what if you’re making a mistake what if you’re being impulsive what if what if what if)

🔥 The friendship that ends ABRUPTLY (and suddenly you can BREATHE again and you realize you’ve been holding your breath around them for two years)

🔥 The illness that FORCES you to stop (because your body is the only one still telling you the truth and it’s TIRED of being ignored)

🔥 The breakup, the breakdown, the financial crisis, the move, the loss… whatever it takes to shatter the story you’ve been defending with your LIFE

You think it’s catastrophe. 😱 It’s course correction. 🧭

Because when you’re out of alignment with your Synchronized Impulse for too long, when you’ve been ignoring the whispers from your belly, the hum from your heart, the quiet KNOWING that something is OFF… reality itself will intervene. Not because the universe is punishing you.

Because it loves you too much to let you stay asleep in a nightmare you’re calling a dream. 💤➡️🌅

That’s not cruelty. That’s COSMIC MERCY. The Collapse is the kindest thing that will ever happen to you.

Even when it doesn’t feel kind. Even when it feels like everything is ending. Even when you’re ugly-crying on the bathroom floor at 4 AM eating ice cream straight from the carton wondering how your life became a country song. 🍦😭🎶

It’s not ending. You’re finally being set FREE. 🦋

🐅 The Dance of Warrior and Lover (Or: Why You Need Both To Not Lose Your Damn Mind)

Here’s something the ancients knew that we keep forgetting because we’re too busy doomscrolling and pretending we’re fine: There are TWO primal forces within you. And they need each other to stay sane. Like peanut butter and jelly. Like coffee and survival. Like astrology memes and avoiding your actual problems. ☕✨

The WARRIOR ⚔️

Raw instinct. Decisive action. The part of you that doesn’t wait for permission, doesn’t second-guess, doesn’t perform for an audience. This is pure Vector of Movement, the force that says: “Now. This way. MOVE.”

It’s tigress energy. The kind that doesn’t announce herself. She doesn’t post a 10-slide carousel about her plans. She doesn’t wait for Mercury to go direct. She doesn’t need a vision board or a manifestation ritual or external validation. She just MOVES. And the jungle parts. 🐅🌿

The LOVER 🌹

Refined discernment. Creative alchemy. The part of you that knows when to soften the blade, when to wait, when to weave magic instead of just swinging swords. This is Creative Presence: the magnetic field that doesn’t chase, but CALLS.

It’s the force that says: “Not yet. Feel into this. Let it RIPEN.” Like a cat. She doesn’t beg. She doesn’t perform. She just sits there being magnetic as fuck and the whole room rearranges itself around her. 🐈✨

But here’s the thing:

The Warrior without the Lover = a feral raccoon with a sword. 🦝⚔️ All force, no finesse. All fire, no FORM. You’re out here burning bridges like it’s a gender reveal party gone WRONG, setting your entire life on fire because someone looked at you weird at Whole Foods. 🔥🥑

The Lover without the Warrior = paralyzed beauty. 🌸🪨 All sensitivity, no SPINE. All feeling, no fucking ACTION. You’re over here weighing pros and cons until the window closes, waiting for the “perfect moment” that never comes because you’re too scared to just... DO THE THING. You’re a spiritual Hamlet. “To text or not to text, that is the question...” while your life passes you by and your soul is in the back going “OH MY GOD JUST PICK ONE.” 💀📱

But when they DANCE together?

When instinct meets refinement?
When passion is tempered by wisdom?
When you know BOTH when to move AND when to wait?

That’s when you become UNSTOPPABLE. 🔥✨

The Ancient Secret: She Who Rides The Tiger 🐅

The old stories knew this. They encoded it in MYTH because apparently that’s how you get people to remember shit when you don’t have Instagram.

There’s a force, let’s call her the Feminine Sovereign, the OG badass, the cosmic CEO who doesn’t take meetings, who rides into battle on a WILD BEAST. Not a horse. Not a cute little pony. A motherfucking TIGER. Or a LION. The most untamable, “I will literally eat your face” creature on Earth. 🦁 And she doesn’t tame it. She doesn’t “heal” it or “process” it or send it to therapy or try to positive-affirmation it into being less feral.

She MOUNTS it. And RIDES it into TRUTH. 🐅🔥

The beast is her raw instinct. Her primal knowing. The part of her that doesn’t THINK: it ACTS. And she’s not afraid of it. She doesn’t lock it in a cage and call that “spiritual bypassing.” She doesn’t pathologize it as “shadow work that needs healing.” She doesn’t try to make it smaller, quieter, more palatable for people who are scared of power.

No.

She HONORS it. She PARTNERS with it. She lets it CARRY her. 🐅💨 And together? They defeat the demon. Not the demon “out there”, the one in HERE.

The one that whispers:
“You’re too much.”
“You’re too wild.”
“You need to prove yourself.”
“You need to be smaller, softer, safer, more acceptable.”
“You need to earn your right to exist.” 😈

That demon? The one that EVERY PART of patriarchal, domesticated, good-girl-conditioning has been feeding since you were old enough to be told to “use your inside voice”? Only the force that contains BOTH Warrior AND Lover can defeat it. ⚔️🌹

Because she knows something everyone else forgot: Destruction isn’t violence. It’s LIBERATION. 🔥🕊️ Burning down the old story isn’t chaos. It’s CLARITY. And when you finally stop apologizing for the tigress energy inside you, when you stop trying to make her “acceptable” or “digestible” or “Instagram-friendly”… That’s when she stops eating you alive from the INSIDE 🐅💔

And starts clearing the path AHEAD. 🐅✨🛤️

🌙 The Star That Rises and Falls (Or: You Contain MULTITUDES, Babe)

There’s another layer here. Another ancient encoding that got lost somewhere between hustle culture and “manifestation” being turned into a capitalist pyramid scheme. ✨📈

The star that appears at DAWN. 🌅The one that announces the coming LIGHT. The bringer of illumination. The herald of a new day. The one they called the Lightbringer. And the star that appears at DUSK. 🌆 The one that marks the threshold. The descent. The crossing into the unknown. The sister of the underworld. They’re the SAME STAR. ⭐⭐

The ancients knew this. The Mayans tracked it obsessively. The Sumerians built temples to it. They called it the Morning and Evening Star. Some cultures knew it as the goddess of both LOVE and WAR. Not love OR war. BOTH. 💗⚔️

Because here’s the truth they understood that we keep forgetting: You are BOTH.

🌅 The part of you that births worlds, and the part that burns them down when they no longer serve

💗 The part that loves fiercely, and the part that wages war on illusion

🌄 The part that rises at dawn with hope, and the part that descends at dusk into your own depths, unafraid of what you’ll find there

You’re not BROKEN for having both. 🙅‍♀️ You’re WHOLE because of it. 🌕

And if you try to only be the Morning Star: the light, the love, the inspiration, the always-ascending energy, the toxic-positivity Instagram guru who never has a bad day… You’ll exhaust yourself pretending half of you doesn’t exist. 😵‍💫 You’ll perform “healed” while your shadow is in the basement lifting weights and getting STRONGER because you keep trying to starve it. 💪👻

But if you try to only be the Evening Star: the destroyer, the truth-teller, the one who burns bridges and salts the earth, the one who’s “too much” and “too intense” and honestly kind of exhausting at parties… You’ll find yourself alone in a wasteland of your own making. 🏜️🔥Surrounded by ashes, wondering why no one stayed.

The medicine is in the DANCE. 💃✨ Morning AND evening. Lover AND warrior. Creation AND destruction. The light AND the shadow. The part that builds AND the part that burns. Not one OR the other. BOTH. Always BOTH. 🌓 You’re not a morning person or a night person.

You’re the whole damn SKY. 🌌

🧘‍♀️ The Freedom The Sages Spoke Of (Or: How To Stop Being A Puppet Of Your Own Drama)

The Vedas, those ancient texts written by people who apparently had a LOT of time to sit around and figure out the nature of reality before Netflix existed, say something WILD:

When you stop identifying with your thoughts, your feelings, your sensations… when you simply WITNESS them without BECOMING them… even the stars bow to you. ⭐🙇‍♀️

Not because you’re special. Because you’re FREE. 🕊️

Free from the tyranny of every passing impulse. Free from the story that says “If I feel it, it must be TRUE.” Free from the belief that your worth is determined by:

• How well you perform

• How much you produce

• How perfectly you balance

• How acceptable you are

• How much you achieve

• How little space you take up

You’re no longer tossed by every wind. 🌪️➡️🧘‍♀️

You’re the one STEERING THE SHIP. 🚢

You’re the WITNESS. The CONSCIOUSNESS behind the show. The director, not the actor. Your thoughts? They’re just weather passing through. Your feelings? Visitors who knock on the door. You can let them in for tea, but they don’t get to MOVE IN and redecorate. 🍵🏠

And here’s the MAGIC: When you move from THAT place, from your Impulse Core, not your wound, your relationships stop being power struggles.

They become DANCE. 💃🕺

Not the performative kind where you’re both trying to look good. Not the “I’ll move if you move first” standoff. Not the “if you loved me you’d just KNOW what I need” telepathy test that everyone fails.

The kind where you’re so rooted in your own center that you can move WITH someone without losing yourself.

Where you can LEAD without dominating.
Where you can FOLLOW without dissolving.
Where you can be INTIMATE without becoming enmeshed.
Where you can be ALONE without feeling abandoned.

Because you’re not trying to prove anything. You’re not trying to extract validation. You’re not using the other person as a mirror to convince yourself you exist. You’re just MOVING. 🌊 And inviting them to move WITH you.

And if they can’t match your rhythm? If they need you to shrink, to slow down, to apologize for your ALIVENESS, to make yourself smaller so they feel bigger? You keep dancing. 💃✨

Just not with THEM. 👋

🎯 The Practice: Ask Your Body, Not Your Mind (Or: How To Actually DO This Shit)

Okay. Enough theory. Enough cosmic downloads and mythological metaphors and me going off on tangents about tigers and stars and ancient wisdom. Let’s get EMBODIED. 💪✨

Right now, yes, RIGHT NOW, I don’t care if you’re reading this on the toilet or in line at Starbucks or pretending to work in a meeting… think of ONE decision you’re weighing.

One impulse you’re questioning. One move you’re not sure about. One thing you’ve been “processing” for so long it’s basically composting at this point. 🍂

Close your eyes. (Okay, maybe finish reading this part first THEN close your eyes, unless you have echolocation or something.) Take a breath. 🌬️ Now ask yourself:

“Where in my body does this LIVE?”

Not “What do I THINK about this?”
Not “What would my therapist/mom/best friend/that one spiritual influencer I follow say?”
Not “What’s the RIGHT answer?”

Where. In. Your. BODY. Does. This. LIVE. 📍

If it’s BURNING in your throat: 🔥

That’s Phantom Drive, babe. That’s compensation. That’s your wound looking for a witness. That’s Brenda the gremlin trying to drive the car again. 👹🚗

→ Don’t move YET. Breathe. Let it SETTLE. Ask what it’s actually AFRAID of.

Usually the answer is something like:

• “If I don’t do this, I’ll be forgotten.”

• “If I don’t say this, they’ll think I don’t care.”

• “If I don’t fix this, I’m not enough.”

That’s not truth. That’s TRAUMA doing cosplay. 🎭

If it’s PULSING in your belly / womb space: 🌑

That’s Impulse Core.

That’s INSTINCT. That’s the quiet knowing that doesn’t need to explain itself. That’s your SOUL trying to get your attention.

→ TRUST IT.

Even if it doesn’t make SENSE.
Even if you can’t EXPLAIN it.
Even if it looks completely IRRATIONAL from the outside.

Especially if it doesn’t make sense. 💫

Because truth rarely makes sense to the mind. The mind wants LOGIC. The mind wants PROOF. The mind wants a PowerPoint presentation with citations and a Q&A at the end. 📊 But your body? Your body just KNOWS. 🌊

If your heart is HUMMING; not racing, but humming: 💗

That’s Resonant Knowing. That’s your soul recognizing its own frequency. That’s the tuning fork finding its match. That’s the “YES” that doesn’t need a reason.

→ Move toward it.

This is your PATH. This is the thing that will make sense six months from now when you look back and go “Oh. THAT’S why I had to do that.” 🛤️✨

And here’s the ADVANCED practice: 🎓

Once you’ve located WHERE it lives, ask:

“Is this the fire of TRUTH, or the fire of RESTLESSNESS?”

Because both BURN, babe. But they burn DIFFERENTLY. 🔥🔥

Truth burns STEADY. 🕯️Low and slow. Like a candle. Like coals. It doesn’t flare up and die out in five minutes. It SUSTAINS. You can sit with it. You can sleep with it. You can wake up three days later and it’s STILL there, steady as ever, like “Hey girl, still here, still true, take your time.”

Restlessness burns HOT. 🔥Fast and frantic. Like gasoline. Like that time you thought cutting your own bangs at 2 AM was a good idea. 💇‍♀️ It DEMANDS immediate action. It can’t tolerate stillness. It screams “DO IT NOW OR YOU’LL REGRET IT FOREVER!” And after it burns through whatever it touches? It leaves you COLD. 🥶 Empty. Wondering what the hell just happened. Sitting in the wreckage going “Wait... why did I think that was a good idea?”

Learn the DIFFERENCE. 🧠💡Your whole life depends on it. Seriously. I’m not being dramatic. (Okay, I’m ALWAYS being dramatic, but this time I’m also being ACCURATE.)

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🔥 If You Want the Full Body Oracle Training

What I just showed you? That’s the gateway. But your body speaks in so many more languages than just throat/belly/heart. Your teeth hold ancestral codes.
Your womb space reads timelines like a cosmic compass. Your feet anchor futures before they arrive. Your orgasm collapses quantum possibilities into form. Your spine transmits signal like a living antenna.

I wrote an entire Field seminar on this: Oracular Flesh: the complete technology of reading reality through sensation, not thought. It’s not a book you read. It’s a remembering you feel. [→ Start the transmission here] 🐅✨

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🌙 Today’s Invitation (Or: What You’re Actually Gonna DO With All This)

Before you make your next move: before you send the text, book the flight, say yes to the thing, commit to the plan, make the choice… PAUSE. ⏸️

Put your hand on your belly. 🤚 Close your eyes if you can. (If you can’t because you’re in public, just look mysterious and pretend you’re having a spiritual moment. Which you ARE, so it’s not even a lie.) 👁️✨ And ask:

“Is this impulse MINE, or is this my PROOF?”

Is this coming from the quiet, grounded place in my womb/belly that just KNOWS? Or is this coming from my throat where Brenda the gremlin lives and screams about being forgotten if I don’t act RIGHT NOW? 👹📢

If your throat is on FIRE → 🔥
PAUSE. Don’t text. Don’t send. Don’t move. Just... breathe. Let it settle. Ask what it’s really afraid of. Give it a snack. Put it to bed. 🍪😴

If your belly KNOWS → 🌑
MOVE. Trust it. Even if it’s scary. Even if you can’t explain it. Even if everyone thinks you’re crazy. Your belly doesn’t lie. (Unless you ate dairy and you’re lactose intolerant, in which case your belly is absolutely lying but that’s a different situation.) 🥛💨

If your heart HUMS → 💗
TRUST. This is resonance. This is recognition. This is your soul going “YES. THIS. MORE OF THIS.” Follow that hum like it’s a trail of breadcrumbs leading you home. 🏠✨ That’s your real YES. ✅

Everything else? Everything else is just an echo of someone else’s NO that you internalized when you were seven years old and trying to figure out how to be loved. 👧💔It’s not YOURS. So stop carrying it. 🎒➡️🗑️

🫦 The Final Truth Bomb

Choose the movement that doesn’t SCREAM. 🔇 Choose the impulse that doesn’t need a WITNESS. 👁️🚫Choose the truth that burns quiet, steady, and unstoppable through your whole body. 🔥🌊 That’s your Essence Seal frequency. That’s not your trauma talking. That’s not your conditioning. That’s not your people-pleasing autopilot. That’s not Brenda. That’s your REAL power. ⚡That’s YOU. 👑

The you that existed before the world told you who to be. The you that will exist long after you stop trying to be who everyone else needs you to be. The you that’s been waiting PATIENTLY for you to remember. She’s been here the whole time. 💎

Sitting in your belly. Humming in your heart. Riding the tiger. Watching the stars rise and fall. Waiting for you to stop performing and just... BE. 🌌

Now go. 🐅The tiger is waiting. ✨And honestly? She’s getting impatient. 🔥

Now MOVE. 🏃‍♀️✨You already know what to do, you’re just scared to do it. Which is fine. Fear is information. But it’s not a STOP sign. It’s a “proceed with presence” sign. 🚦✨ So proceed. 🐅🌙