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Epigenetics & Healing Generational Trauma:
Breaking the Chains of Poverty & The Orphan Spirit

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“Here is the amazing thing: the caterpillar and the butterfly have the exact same DNA. They are the same organism but are receiving and responding to a different organizing signal.

— Bruce H. Lipton, Spontaneous Evolution: Our Positive Future

These past few years have definitely brought some of the greatest polarities and points of division to the surface in a blatant attempt rip us all apart. But that’s not the end of this agenda of the social engineers orchestrating the unfolding of events these past few years, it is to weed out the weak from the strong, the wise from the foolish and the resilient from the compliant. But this started so long ago, generations even, that through our own bloodline, we are living out the same programming of fear, terror, powerlessness and division our grandparents witnessed in their formative years. It’s just the next act, the next generation and when we truly look into our bloodlines, our generational roots, only then can we see the cards of this life we chose before birth have for us. We must look to the past to find to roadmap to our future, especially if we want to rewrite the story.

During these days leading up to Solstice, I have been reflecting deeply on my lineage, on my father’s passing four years ago, the harsh breakup six months leading up to that, and my grandmother passing six month after my father. I will say that the years leading up to twenty twenty were just as brutal and intense, crippling me financially before the fun of these past two years even began. I was absolutely heartbroken, so much loss, too many waves hitting at such an intense frequency, with barely a break above surface to keep myself breathing. Even still, after almost two years of intensive therapy, have I still been able to space to process the volume of grief I’ve faced in such a short period of time. When we become entrapped by a survival state of being, embedded in the fabric of your DNA, a war wages within in an attempt to save face till the storm is over. But it’s been seven years of strife and struggle, I started to wonder if I was cursed, but it was just my programming that needed to be hacked and re-written, and only I could make that conscious decision.