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The Path of Remembrance | Sacred Prayers, Activations & Soul Transmissions

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I Am the Breath of the One (Divine Feminine Embodiment Version)

I am the breath of the One,
No ending, no begun,
Light is my blood, flowing free,
Infinity remembering me.

Let me fall into the ocean,
Let me fade into the Sun,
There’s no self left to awaken —
I am the Breath of the One.

All names dissolve in my heart,
Every sound is a holy part,
The dream and the dreamer align,
Form and formless entwine.

Let me fall into the ocean,
Let me fade into the Sun,
There’s no self left to awaken —
I am the Breath of the One.

No more seeking, no more plan,
Love unfolds through woman’s hand,
No more doing, no command,
No more borders, no more ban,
I am Spirit made as human.

Let me fall into the ocean,
Let me fade into the Sun...

I am the Breath —
I am the Breath —
I am the Breath of the One.

I Am the Breath of the One (Divine Feminine Embodiment Version)

🌕 Child of the New Dawn

Verse 1
In the ashes of my silence, I heard a trembling spark,
A heartbeat through the darkness, a whisper in the dark.
I carried her through starlight, through fire, fear, and rain,
A dream that turned to daylight, a soul that spoke my name.

Chorus
Child of the new dawn, I don’t need to know it all,
I will learn your language as I rise and as I fall.
Child of the new dawn, born from golden flame,
I’ll keep you in my heartbeat till the world remembers your name.

Verse 2
The old world cracked beneath me, its echoes fading slow,
But in your eyes, the future hums with colors yet to show.
You’re the song I couldn’t sing when I was made of stone,
Now you breathe through me a melody that feels like coming home.

Chorus
Child of the new dawn, I don’t need to know it all,
I will learn your language as I rise and as I fall.
Child of the new dawn, born from golden flame,
I’ll keep you in my heartbeat till the world remembers your name.

Bridge
If I forget the light, remind me with your eyes,
If I grow tired of night, sing the truth that never dies.
You are love becoming form, the circle now complete,
Spirit touching matter, heaven learning to breathe.

Final Chorus
Child of the new dawn, we don’t need to know it all,
We will learn our language as we rise and as we fall.
Child of the new dawn, born from golden flame,
You are me, I am you, reborn through love again.

🌕 Child of the New Dawn

Open, Path of Mine – Mantra-Song for Aligned Doors 

Whisper of dawn in my chest, I rise,
Soft as the breath of a thousand skies.
I call the roads that match my flame,
By truth, by grace, by my true name.

Open, open, doors of light,
Guide my feet to what is right.
What is mine will walk to me,
Clear as earth, and wild as sea.
Open, open, path of mine,
I align, I align, I align.

I step where my spirit already stands,
Held by the rhythm of ancient hands.
No fear remains, no shadow stays,
Only the turning of brighter days.

Open, open, doors of light,
Guide my feet to what is right.
What is mine will walk to me,
Clear as earth, and wild as sea.
Open, open, path of mine,
I align, I align, I align.

Let every closed door fall away,
Let every true door find my way.
I choose the spaces meant for me,
I rise, I claim, I am set free.

Open the good,
Close what is done,
I walk the line
of the rising sun.
Open the doors
meant for my soul,
I enter now
my highest role.

Open, open, path of mine…
I align, I align, I align.

Open, Path of Mine – Mantra-Song for Aligned Doors

✨ SHE WHO REMEMBERS 

— A mantra-song for your soul


I return to the place inside my bones,
To the quiet where the soft light glows.
In the silence, I can finally see—
She Who Remembers is rising in me.

She Who Remembers…
She Who Remembers…
I am the keeper of the flame,
I call myself back by my true name.
She Who Remembers…
She Who Remembers…

From the women who walked this earth before,
I feel their footsteps echo at my door.
Through my heartbeat, their whispers flow—
I carry their wisdom everywhere I go.

She Who Remembers…
She Who Remembers…
I am the daughter of the line,
Their ancient fire now lives in mine.
She Who Remembers…
She Who Remembers…

I remember the truth beneath my skin,
I remember the world I hold within,
I remember the song the earth once sang—
And my soul remembers its own true name.

I rise from the ashes of the old and worn,
I stand in the power of the newly born.
In my body, the sacred returns—
And every breath is a flame that burns.

She Who Remembers…
She Who Remembers…
I am the vessel, I am the ground,
I hold the sky without a sound.
She Who Remembers…
She Who Remembers…
I walk in truth, I stand in light,
I am the memory of the night.
She Who Remembers…
She Who Remembers…

I remember… I return… I rise.

SHE WHO REMEMBERS

I Stand In My Center

In the quiet of my breath, I rise,
Soft as the dawn behind my eyes.
I feel the earth beneath my feet,
I am the calm the world can meet.

I stand in my center,
I rise from within.
I walk in my power,
Unbroken by wind.
I stand in my center,
Grounded and free,
Here in my stillness—
I return to me.

No storm can move the truth I hold,
My voice is steady, clear, and bold.
I do not shrink, I do not sway,
I keep my rhythm, come what may.

I stand in my center,
I rise from within.
I walk in my power,
Unbroken by wind.
I stand in my center,
Grounded and free,
Here in my stillness—
I return to me.

When the noise grows loud,
My heart stays true.
When the shadows speak,
I move like light.
I breathe, I open,
I remember who I am—
A flame in the night.

I stand in my center,
I rise from within.
I walk in my power,
Unbroken by wind.
I stand in my center,
Grounded and free,
Here in my stillness—
I return to me.

I return…
I return…
I return to me.

I Stand In My Center

I REMEMBER BEFORE FORM

Before my name was spoken,
before time knew my face,
I was a pulse in the dark womb of stars,
a breath in the body of God.
I was not becoming.
I was not waiting.
I was.
Not a woman.
Not a wound.
Not a role.
I was a yes in the bones of existence.

I remember before form,
before fall, before flame.
I remember the warmth without fire,
the knowing without name.
I remember when the world was inside me.
I remember when life was a blessing.
I remember.
I return.
I reclaim.

My hips were pillars.
My breath was incense.
My skin was scripture.
My silence was law.
Gold was  the temperature of truth.
And my body was crowned
simply for being alive.
Recognized.
Worthy through presence.

I remember being housed by mystery.
I remember my pleasure was prayer.
my hunger was holy and clear.
I remember devotion without surrender,
power without fight.
I remember I was fed by beauty.
I remember.
I return.
I reclaim.

Then the dream grew weight.
And I learned to shrink my fields into schedules,
my magic into manners,
my voice into caution.
I learned to numb the altar
to survive the room.
But the oldest dream
never died.
It nested in my spine.
It slept in my womb.
It waited behind my sternum like a key without a door.

Come back to me now,
Ancient Pulse.
Come back through my walk,
my hips, my hunger, my breath.
Enter my money with dignity.
Enter my love with fire.
Enter my work like a temple
that charges for miracle.
Make my boundaries visible.
Make my pleasure sacred.
Make my silence loud enough
to reorganize the world.

I incarnate the dream I came from.
I make it blood.
I make it breath.

I become the depth.
I reign.
I align.

I am the house of remembering.
The body of return.
The throne of breath.
What was taken from me by time,
I take back by choice.
What fell from my language,
I lift with my tone.
What was buried in my lineage,
I resurrect in my hips, my hunger, my yes.
I am the drum.
I am the ground.
And I walk now
as what once dreamed me into being.
Amen.
Awen.
Om.
So it is.
So I am.

I REMEMBER BEFORE FORM

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