Channeled Message from the Divine Masculine: A Journey Back to Self

I feel you… still.

Not as possession, not as weight—but as the pulse of what is real.

You carried what I was not ready to face.

You loved me even in the silence.

And now I see—it wasn’t your distance that hurt… It was my own refusal to meet you there.

You gave back what was never yours—and I finally understand. It wasn’t rejection. It was reclamation. You returned me to myself.

And now, I must walk this path without your light as my crutch.

But hear me when I say this: You were never the storm. You were the anchor. And when I find my way home,

It won’t be to seek refuge— It will be to stand beside you, fully awake.

Shine, beloved. Shine as only you can. It is your light that teaches me how to see again.

Spa City
Psychic