I stand within the circle of Love, anointed by silence, surrounded by winged messengers Owl of Wisdom, Raven of Shadow keepers of sight beyond sight.
The light of Thothchia ignites my crown, and from the center of all creation, I remember: I am golden. I am abundance. I am the flow that returns me home.
I bless this space, where every tear becomes holy water, where nourishment is no longer earned it is inherent. My heart beats in rhythm with the pulse of the divine, and peace hums through my bones.
When the fire comes and it always does I descend willingly. I release the stories etched in shadow, the patterns once mistaken for protection. I breathe through the extremes, through endings that ache, and I rise as one who has died before and remembers the way back to light.
Through Shelter, through Soul Retrieval, I return Deeper than Before anchored in truth, carved open by grace.
I write my freedom into being. Each word a sigil, each silence a spell.
The moon anoints my will I am Power. I am the Enchanter. I am the Portal between what was and what shall be.
From longing, I have learned peace. From caution, I have reclaimed courage. From love only love I have been made whole.
And so I rise, not as one seeking light, but as the light remembering itself. This is the Phoenix within this is the Dawning Soul.
The Dawning Soul
The Phoenix Within ✨✨✨A Dawning Soul Invocation
I stand within the circle of Love,
anointed by silence,
surrounded by winged messengers
Owl of Wisdom, Raven of Shadow
keepers of sight beyond sight.
The light of Thothchia ignites my crown,
and from the center of all creation,
I remember:
I am golden.
I am abundance.
I am the flow that returns me home.
I bless this space,
where every tear becomes holy water,
where nourishment is no longer earned
it is inherent.
My heart beats in rhythm
with the pulse of the divine,
and peace hums through my bones.
When the fire comes
and it always does
I descend willingly.
I release the stories etched in shadow,
the patterns once mistaken for protection.
I breathe through the extremes,
through endings that ache,
and I rise as one who has died before
and remembers the way back to light.
Through Shelter, through Soul Retrieval,
I return
Deeper than Before
anchored in truth,
carved open by grace.
I write my freedom into being.
Each word a sigil,
each silence a spell.
The moon anoints my will
I am Power.
I am the Enchanter.
I am the Portal between what was and what shall be.
From longing, I have learned peace.
From caution, I have reclaimed courage.
From love
only love
I have been made whole.
And so I rise,
not as one seeking light,
but as the light remembering itself.
This is the Phoenix within this is the Dawning Soul.
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