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End of karmic cycle

 In my past 3 years I ended a karmic cycle. It was long and bumpy.

And if you're now going through or recently went through a break up or a heartache that felt like death, end of the world for you, sticking into the deepest parts of you being, you might be experiencing a death of a karmic relationship template, that you've carried for a long time, in many lives, which is a codependency template where you need your partner, your wife or husband to complete you.

A lot of people have this. It was moulded for lifetimes, and in our families.


It's hard because those imprints have the power & the pull from past lifetimes, those past life lovers, those connections, that gravity. That cord that's pulling you so so hard that it's hard to not fall for it, you cannot escape it, you love that person so so much, it feels familiar.

When I was in my last relationship like this I didn't know it was a codependent relationship, i just felt a strong pull like no other, and truly we had many lifetimes together and lots of lessons to learn in this life, but I didn't have a blueprint, I went with what was unfolding, trusted that I will be shown the way.


So I put one foot in front of the other and kept going through the tunnel that I now fully see and say I have trespassed. I didn't just live the relationship that was my biggest teacher in love, I also had to trust when I knew it was the end.


Letting go took me those 3 years, I was processing, saying goodbye to our visions and dreams and love I was so deeply invested in. This isn't a one day cut it off and move on thing. If you've ever loved someone deeply you know what I'm saying.


During the process I was taken to the deepest places where pain lived. It made me feel as if I was dying. I felt like I was integrating to nothing. And nothing made sense. My world crumbled, because it was time of the destruction, the tearing down, doing my inner work, facing my shadows, facing my own pain, facing that cry, that scream of abandonment, and thinking none will ever love me again. 


And then you actually run out of tears, the storm passes, the emotions calm down. You've cried a river and you got purified. And it's the moment when you actually start truly appreciating and loving yourself. Not just as a cliche, but actually genuinely loving on you.

You start being there for yourself. You actually start saying good things to yourself, start noticing how valuable and loveable you are. Just as you are. You just thought you were incomplete. You've beaten the crap of yourself, trying to find love outside of yourself, where it has always been here.


Within you.


Now you will truly heal, and replenish.

And you'll never again go for the old template relationship that is based on codependency. You won't because you have chosen your peace, and you know you're whole just like God created you.

And your relationship will reflect that, because now you know you deserve it and won't align with anything less than that.

You have completed a very important task. You've upgraded your relationship template you now operate from. 

And that means your kingdom spouse is your destiny.


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