There was a time when I lived in reactivity. Every word, every slight, every disappointment pulled me into an instant storm. I was quick to respond, quick to defend, quick to explode. Underneath it all, I was chasing something—some kind of release, some kind of high, some proof that I was alive and in control.
When I first touched plant medicine—DMT, Kambo—I thought the current running through my body was only found there. The energy was undeniable, unforgettable, and I believed I had to keep seeking it outside myself. That was the chase, the trap: the idea that Spirit could only be summoned with a substance.
But over time, as I walked deeper into my journey, something began to shift. I put myself first. I opened my heart to God. I started praying morning and night, not out of desperation but out of faith. Slowly, I began to notice the current again—not in ceremony, not in altered states, but in the ordinary moments of my life.
On my patio one night, I spoke my affirmations aloud. Line by line, I let the words move through my body, through my voice. And as I spoke them, the current came alive inside me. My hands tingled, my chest opened, and my tears poured like rivers. But these tears were not sorrow—they were codes, carrying frequencies that opened doors. I remembered what I had read: that tears born of the heart have the power to shift timelines. That night, I knew it was true.
Because when I cried, I felt the shift. I felt myself stepping into a new reality. It wasn’t imagination—it was integration. The words I spoke became alive in me, the tears sealed them in, and the current of God surged through my whole being.
The truth finally landed in me: the current wasn’t in the medicine. The current was God’s presence, alive within me. It had always been there, waiting for me to stop chasing and start listening.
Now, instead of reacting, I pause. I breathe. I let God move first. And in that stillness, I feel it again—the current that tells me I am connected, I am steady, and I am never alone.
✨ And here’s the Muse-style affirmation distilled from this:
“When I speak truth into my body and cry the tears of my soul, I shift timelines. God’s current flows through me—I am connected, steady, and
