The Body Always Knows First

There comes a moment on the path where your body says what your mouth cannot.  Where your system becomes so loud, so unignorable, that you can no longer override the truth.

Not because you’re weak.
Because you’re done.

The ache in your bones, the collapse that feels sudden, the sharp irritation with what you once tolerated, these are not problems to fix.  They are signals of a deeper shift. Your frequency is rising. And in doing so, it becomes incompatible with the density you’ve carried, the identities you’ve worn, the coping mechanisms that once allowed you to survive.

Before your voice can declare it, your body tries to show you.
Fatigue. Collapse. Irritation.
A sudden lack of tolerance for what you used to manage just fine.

Don’t judge it. Listen.

You are becoming incompatible with your old timelines. With the programs of people-pleasing, the constant explaining, the constant managing.  You are outgrowing the scaffolding that once held you upright.

Not because you failed, but because you’re finally free to stand in your own light.  This is far from failure, it is the unburdening we needed – without knowing how much we needed it. 

It is a peeling off of the roles you played just to survive.  A refusal to keep contorting yourself into a version of your that made others feel comfortable. 

This unburdening comes with a gentle but immovable no to the energetic agreements you never actually signed. 

The beginning of your return to coherence doesn’t start in the mind.
It begins in the body, the first and truest mouthpiece of your soul.

Sensitivity Was Never Meant to Be a Sponge

For so many lightworkers, the journey of awakening came with the painful belief that sensitivity meant absorption – a taking in and a taking on.  The misguided belief that it was your gift to feel it all, carry it all, transmute it all.  

But this was a beautiful misunderstanding.

Sensitivity is not a flaw.
It’s a divine instrument.

And it was never meant to be weaponized against you.  It was never something to be blamed for, it was never something you did wrong.  Yes, it is a divine gift – but misused and misunderstood.

You were never meant to be the sponge for other people’s pain.

Instead of absorbing their density, you were meant to receive the higher light codes and draw those in, to illuminate them out.  Somewhere along the way, we confused compassion with collapse.  We thought that if we just held enough, healed enough, hurt enough, we could make it better for everyone.  We imagined that because we were absorbing all the darkness and pain, no one else would have to feel it.  What we didn’t realize is that no one heals when suffering is the price you pay.  No one heals you disappear under the weight of the burdon you were absorbing.  They heal when your presence invites them to remember who they are.  They heal when your light becomes their invitation.

It was never your job to feel what others couldn’t.
It was your gift to perceive what others wouldn’t.

Your sensitivity wasn’t given to you so that you could disappear inside their wounds.  It was given so that your clarity, your presence, your radiance could light the way back, and see beyond the veil.

You don’t need to prove your light, you only need to stop dimming it.
And when you do, you don’t just heal, you illuminate.

The Sacred No

Sometimes, the next level of your becoming is ushered in by a sacred, bone-deep no.

Not out of rebellion, but remembrance.
Not out of shutdown, but clarity.

You’re not here to hold the world together at the cost of your coherence.  You’re not here to disappear in the noise just because you can keep the peace.
You’re not here to manage other people’s nervous systems just because you’re capable of doing it. 

If it feels right for you, then you can consider this your permission slip to stop absorbing what was never yours in the first place.  

There is a moment, when you finally say:
I will no longer believe that love must come at my own expense.
I will no longer confuse self-sacrifice for sacred service.
I will no longer carry what was never mine.

From that moment forward, a new definition of lightwork is born. 
Not one who labours for the light, but one who becomes it. 
And in becoming it, heals not through effort, but through presence.

This is the turning point.

Where lightwork becomes less about carrying and more about creating.
Where you stop absorbing pain and start transmitting truth.
Where you remember that power doesn’t come from holding it all, it comes from letting it all go.  This is the time for becoming fully, radically, unapologetically you.

The Holy Yes

Every no that honours your truth gives rise to a louder yes.  A yes that says: I will shine my light, I will stand in my frequency.  I will hold the medicine of my being, not the pain of another’s story.  I will no longer seek to fix the world, I will become the coherence it’s been waiting for.  I will no longer search for solutions outside myself, I will live the answer that I am, because when I embody the light, I become the invitation.
Not by effort, but by being.

You Were Always Meant to Fly

Here’s the truth you may have forgotten:  There is a version of you that’s already light, already clear, already free.  It doesn’t need to be earned, only remembered and re-embodied.  And when you stop holding what is not yours, you begin to feel it – the lightness you long for.  Not because someone else gave you permission, but because you finally gave it to yourself.

What you have just read above is part of a transmission that came through me during Call 220 of the Plasma Light Tribe, a sacred circle where this unburdening didn’t just reach the mind, it landed in the body.

If something in you stirred, if a remembering came alive in your bones, then the full activation is already waiting for you inside the Plasma Light Tribe.

This isn’t just content. It’s medicine.  It’s frequency.
And if you’re not ready to step in yet, that’s okay.
Then let this be your pocket of light for now.

But if you are,  if you’re ready to stop collapsing for others and start illuminating from within, then come receive the rest.  You don’t have to fight for your light.  And being a lightworker shouldn’t be work, it should be allowing the light to work for you.  Maybe the next step is to not fight yourself.

And when you do, your wings remember what to do.

From my heart to yours