Why Would We Reincarnate During All This?

A stream of consciousness on the digital page.

Yes, you chose to be here at a crazy fucking time in history. And that’s because you have a role to play. We all do.

We were born into the revival of the wayshowers, guides, disruptors, teachers, rebels, healers, travelers, warriors, and creators. The ones whose magick lies coiled at the spine, waiting to birth into the dragons that can traverse this genre-bending reality of experience.

But you already knew this.

You felt it in your bones most of your life, but perhaps you silenced that feeling because it felt arrogant and stupid. Maybe it was easier to act like this life is nothing special, and you decided that checking out would be better than waking up to whatever annoying call keeps tugging at your spirit.

Listen, that’s free will. You have the freedom to choose whatever life you want, but just know that call is never going to stop ringing.

If you decide to pick up, what’s on the other side of that call is an invitation. One that will turn your world on its head, ask of you things that you never thought possible, and show you just how possible the impossible can be.

We all have that moment… red pill or blue pill? What happens if you take both?

I can’t look at my phone without seeing a notification about our government attacking its own people.

It can be easier than you’d like to admit to become complacent to it all. Not just out of overstimulation and saturation of the same energy being projected at you day after day, year after year…

… but because our generation grew up watching violence on screen. We became used to it, and would even choose it when it came to video games and movies. Programming on a screen became second-nature, and we got addicted to it. And now when we watch someone being executed on the street on our phones, our minds can’t even send signals to counteract that this is actually happening. It’s not a movie, it’s real life. Or is it? Or is it AI? Is any of this actually real?

Remember I always tell you confusion is the work of the Devil.

And that’s not to say it’s inherently evil, but it does require you to meet parts of yourself that you may not care to know.

Sometimes confusion is a byproduct of seeking new information. It’s understanding that you want clarity, but allowing yourself to find answers that create more questions if necessary, and that is something not many people are willing to do. People want certainty, even if it’s a lie.

As a millennial, it has unfortunately been my life story to watch this world go through one crisis after another with barely any time to breathe in between, which is funny when you think about it, because we’re also the generation people call lazy.

We don’t know hard work, apparently. We’re just arrested in development, waiting for someone to come save us.

Kinda sounds like some other people, no?

Well, we’re not lazy. We incredibly dysregulated. Our bodies are shot, and instead of just pushing through it like those before us who passed down all of these epigentic goodies, we chose to sit with it. To heal it. To alchemize it into our own benefit. And sometimes that requires rotting in bed for weeks at a time while going down another rabbit hole.

We live in a paradox. A highly intelligent and incredibly manipulative system that wants to see just how far it can go. And while that can sound incredibly dystopian and dark, it all makes sense.

At least to me and my out-of-the-box mystical Self.

The way I see it… we are living in the braided, oftentimes knotted, center of two Universes colliding. The weaving of two worlds that were never meant to coexist, and yet could never be set apart. There’s a magnetic pull—an unexplainable draw that can no longer be denied, because wherever you are, there they are.

We live in a house of mirrors. And you can never escape yourself when you’re in front of a mirror.

Millennials are the bridge between two worlds that weren’t expected to come together. We saw it with our parents’ love stories. We see it in our contradicting interests, the way we age differently than other generations, the lifestyles we’re living in our late 30s that’s nothing like what we thought it would be.

We see it in the way we can connect with the eldest generation and yet still adapt to the younger ones. We see it in our duality. And we see it as we watch one seemingly conflicting world merge into another one.

But when you get to the root, which is where real change begins, the difference between these worlds, which is a macrocosm to the differences between ourselves and within ourselves, is an illusion. It’s actually a part of yourself you no longer recognize or refuse to know.

Some of us have befriended our darkness so much that we assume our light was sacrificed for it. Others of us cling to our light so tightly, because acknowledging our darkness feels too threatening.

And yet the two cannot exist without each other. Their sheer existence is based upon the assumption that the other exists, too. And that same dance is happening within ourselves, within our lives, and within the world we live in.

We’re also the last generation to know life before technology took hold of it. We watched the rapid pace at which our society transformed from an episode of The Wonder Years to an episode of WestWorld.

We’re the last ones that remember playing outside with our friends, getting excited to spend the night reading an entire magazine from cover to cover, or building community with the people in our neighborhoods without being glued to a device in our pocket.

We remember how much fun you can have without constant distraction, which meant we’re the last to truly remember presence and being in the body. There’s liberation there that we’ve taken for granted, and we’re seeing the cost of it.

Now, we’re lucky if we even move our bodies. The world moves around us while we fixate on a screen that does all the living for us. We become disembodied, leaving our vessels open for whatever energies want to come in and take a seat.

Dangerous behavior. But a smart tactic for those who are looking for a seat in a crowded space.

We’ve been pendulum swinging between a world of intellect and a world of instinct—longing for coherence between our consciousness and our primal nature that can only happen when two seeming opposites decide to come together.

And yet, we find ourselves living in what feels like another spiral of time, experiencing history unfold before our eyes with the same scenes that we grew up learning about in our books, but now they’re in 4K.

History repeats itself because we assume what we’ve done is all that can be done. We refuse innovation and lean into the comfort of assumption and prediction with a limited mindset of what is possible.

And when history repeats itself, it creates another loop. Too many loops, and you have a knot. A knot can be harder to untangle. It requires a tolerance for chaos. Patience. Persistence. A knowing it’s possible.

We reincarnated at this time, because the knot is being untangled, and it requires souls who are willing to remember patience, persistence, and an embodied knowing of what’s possible with a fierce drive to navigate chaos.

Earth is the womb of this Universe. It is the planet of creation, manifestation, and grounded reality. It is dense, which means its frequency is impactful. It’s near the foundation of all there is. This is where more worlds are birthed into the Universe.

The time has come to midwife a new world collectively, one that hasn’t fallen so deep into the divide that its no longer able to recognize it’s own Self within the other.

What happens here reverberates into worlds you’ve only dreamed about. It touches people and places you may never truly know. That’s how powerful our energy is, and that’s why you reincarnated right now.

You know the descent. You went to the dark place to balance this energy from the root, to create grids of activation and weave frequencies into the ether. You planted seeds that are sprouting, and you anchored to not lose footing.

You know the ascent. You went beyond your physical limitations to places where fragments of your soul were left waiting to be reclaimed, integrated and embodied. You gathered pieces of yourself like lost children and cultivated a safe home for them to unpack in.

You are familiar with death, and are capable of birth, ready to utilize the bridge between the psyche and the spirit to set off the divine spark that ignites all of creation.

We are the Pluto in Scorpio generation, after all.

You remember that you are a part of the whole, which means the whole is a part of you. And what you do in your own little world, reverberates into the world around you.

When you untie the final loop at the center of the knot, the entire thread must travel through in order for it to become undone.

We have pulled the thread to the final knot, and this is its undoing.

Xo