You’ve softened to be safe. Diminished to be digestible.But your full self is calling you home.This is a transmission for the shapeshifters—the ones who’ve contorted themselves to be loved.Now… it’s time to stop.This fire is your reminder that your medicine is not meant to fit inside someone else's comfort.And you’re not too much. You’re remembering.
Includes a sacred invitation to walk The Threshold Series.
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