PigeonTowed
What’s mine can’t be taken. If it can be…it isn’t mine…
It was hard for me to accept all of who I am, for decades. Because I grew up in a ‘family’ that projected their personality flaws onto me. So I was confused about who I actually was. When I was younger, I didn’t understand the spiritual implications behind the auric exchanges that come with projection. But after starting my spiritual journey…I learned that their projection was the portal that gave them access into my psyche…so that they could implant the destiny that comes with their energy…into my subconscious. Which is essentially a destiny swap.
The birds in my bloodline all seem to have this underlying animosity for me, that only comes out…when I show signs of being a seer. So if I unknowingly spoke on something in their life that was supposed to be hidden, they’d try to trick me out of any belief that I may have psychic abilities…by way of their goofy ssa gaslighting. Because they were under the impression that they could take my spot…if I never figured out it belonged to me. But spiritual gifts aren’t transferable. You either have them…or you pretend to. I don’t deny that they have intuition…because God gifted everyone with this ability. I just think the intent behind how we use it…is what determines whether He’ll increase what we’re able to do with this supernatural sense.
Reeducating myself on who I am, at my core, is still a work in progress. Because there’s an abundance of birds…with bRAiNs that think they can outthink Divine order. So I’m constantly having energies removed from my spot…after their feet point them in the wrong direction. But what’s more irritating than their removal…is cleaning up the stains their presence leaves behind. Since the only reason they were even able to get close enough to position themselves in my place…is because I ignored instincts that showed me they weren’t who they were pretending to be. Which forces me to do more of the kind of shadow work…that sources the untrustworthy traits within myself…that keeps attracting people I can’t trust.
Love,
Choosy
