Ashley Vorontsova
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Everyone Is So Obsessed With Winning And Not With Healing
🕑 Added 2020-12-03 21:06:04 +0000 UTCTo be healed is to be humbled and to be humbled is to be healed. Even if this means to submit yourself, to be trampled by healing energies in a literal sense, to let the humiliation wash over you, until you come to terms with it, with shame fading away and acceptance making it's way to your heart, freeing you from an ancient burden.
Women and men are kind of like magnets with women receiving the energy through their head then releasing it through their feet and men receiving energy through their feet flowing up to the head to release it into the open. The logical conclusion would be for men to heal at the feet of a balanced female. While women heal through the action of the fiery driven balanced male.
A lot of men are being born with the urge to worship as a natural instinct to heal their soul. They're usually ancient souls since it's impossible to live multiple lives without scarring yourself physically and spiritually. Men then tend to end up with unbalanced women in their new life who make them feel ashamed of healing due to their ignorance and weird preconceived ideas.
Women on the other hand that seek healing, look for guidance, something strong and fiery to heal them from the cold empty hell of a stagnant lake frozen over, usually mistaking fiery
destructive chaos, unbalanced men, explosive men, as a winner, a ruler, their savior who ends up hurting them even more due to his own confusions, wondering why almost every women he meets seems to have "daddy issues" that needs fixing.
We've all been tricked so long now by a demonic force that is less about healing and more about keeping you in a low limiting state of fear, that of survival. That of, to kill or be killed. To be a warrior, a winner, an enslaver and ruler, ad infinitum. To always have an ego larger than life, trying to be like the creator, to be better, at the top, always. To be humbled is shameful, to be humble is to be a loser, someone that should've been thrown off a cliff at birth in an almost Spartanic fashion. To have the ego of Satan. Satans pride refused to be and feel humbled, to be humiliated, to incarnate in a fragile life, to experience pain, to be used, to confess how he was wrong by living it in the flesh. To then become clean, forgiven and live life in Paradise. Which only leads to a fall through the dimensions to a place of random deformed, warped, chaotic, mindless wandering souls.
Even being feminine, mild, sweet and a healing force in this reality is considered weak. I hear this over and over again. And I absolutely disagree. Being Angelic is completely been taken out of the equation. "Life is coincidence. Order, logic, beauty and healing are just a by-product within chaos". Is what some say. If this would be true, then sacred geometry wouldn't be a thing, even positive intent creates logical symmetrical shapes in frozen water while evil intent creates chaotic holes. There is a reason why we humans are attracted to symmetry, to law and order.
We've been living in a winner takes all reality for thousands of years now. The warrior, the conquer, the enslaver, the ruler while logic and love always tried to suppress the tyrannical to keep the positive within us alive, the beauty and sense. The symmetry.
The Virago is a complete essence outside of dimensional limitation within eternal balance with itself, trying to expand it's light in every universe to undo the corruption of darkness, that of duality which is the dimensional death cycle of forgetting and repeating into insanity, limiting and keeping the souls trapped, unable to expand themselves and the universes. Thus the Virago incarnating in physical female flesh has no problem with destroying the enablers of darkness, be it demonic energies or fleshy humans. The Virago is everything, not because of lacking hunger or some overarching ego, but because she is truly free.
Have you ever experienced physical, emotional, or spiritual healing through being humbled by someone you fancy? When you come to accept your place, where you long to be, did it free you?
