For peace to bloom from a fateful lance or for a passion to be worthy of one’s heart, it will be tested through trial, sacrifice, isolation, and purification.

As the sole executor of your sacred assignment, your higher self will encourage your grieving over what must be sacrificed, yet it will not tolerate any lingering over the grave of your past, wishing it to reincarnate.

The death of who you were is a prerequisite to resuscitating your soul’s oxygen, in order to protect the light to which you are entrusted.

Without your bleeding heart, you could not have deciphered the messages guiding you to where you are needed in this world.

All that awaits you is beyond imagining.