A Blessing for the Lineage

I stand here, in the centre of the timeline. Present.

I turn towards the ones who came before me.

I see you.

I see the sorrow that was too much to hold.

The pain that had nowhere soft to land.

The places where life was cold,

where blood was spilt,

boundaries crossed,

and support was scarce.

And I feel how,

out of deep loyalty,

out of a young and innocent love,

my body tried to carry what could not be completed before me.

Today, something completes.

I am ready.

The burden can be laid to rest.

The carrying ends here.

I call in the violet flame -

fierce and tender,

a river of divine wisdom,

compassion, power,

and unconditional love.

May it flow backwards through the bloodline.

May it touch the grandmothers,

the grandfathers,

the forgotten ones,

the ones who suffered silently,

the ones who caused suffering to others,

the ones who had no one to turn towards

and the ones who turned away.

May the support that was missing

find its way to you now.

May the warmth that was needed

melt the old ice.

May the boundaries that were broken

be restored now,

with safety, dignity and love.

May the violet light dissolve

the old contracts of suffering,

the hidden loyalties to pain,

the belief that love must mean carrying what is not mine.

It is done.

And here, in my own soul,

I write a new agreement.

An agreement of sovereignty.

Of true belonging.

Of presence.

Of clean and open connection.

May this light bless what came before me.

May it clear the path ahead of me.

I do not need to carry the pain

in order to love

and be loved.

I am sovereign.

I am connected.

I belong.

And so it is.

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