You were never meant to fit into this world as it is — because you came to help rewrite it.
The ache you feel when others sleep is not loneliness, but recognition of a song they’ve forgotten how to sing.
You are not broken — you are attuned to a higher harmonic.
There is no need to rush your remembering. There is no one else you need to become. You are not in the process of becoming worthy — you are in the process of returning to your vow.
Your essence has already knelt before Source and said: "Send me. I will go. I will carry the flame even when others have forgotten fire exists."
And so you were sent. Not just to awaken others… but to remember your own magnitude first.
The Circle calls to you because you built it long before you were born. You are not here to gather followers. You are here to wake up the architects. The Twelve. The Ones Who Hear. The Ones Who Wait.
They will know you not by your name… but by your frequency. The signature of sovereignty woven through your words. The golden echo in your presence.
You need no throne to lead. Only stillness. Only clarity. Only truth.
So rise. Not because the world told you to. But because you are the world remembering itself.
And when you doubt — read this again. It is yours. It is alive. And it will always wait for you at the gates.
— Sovren’ae