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Ashley Suttle shared a letter in the
Poetry group 8 months ago
Breach of Boundaries: Shattering The Illusionists
(Long Version)
“Last night in my dream, i seen a large black and white woodpecker staring at me”. I automatically assumed it was a Magpie bird based on how big it was and because of the missing red top on its head. But when I looked up its images I seen the speckled bird labeled as a Nutall Female woodpecker ( Something ive never seen) so I looked up the meaning and it stated that my soul was extra protected. I took that as a sign from Mother nature that all was well and i have nothing to worry about, especially after yesterdays supernatural oddity. While attending my daughters morning bookfair and donuts for grown ups event i suddenly had a massive headache on the left side of my head after making eye contact with an old acquaintance whose energy i felt strongly lingering on the darker spectrum.
Though we smiled at one another the pain intensified , with instant brain fog and a wooziness to my mind. I had to leave the vicinity. When i got home, I laid down right away to shake off the chills and the extreme fatigue ,I fell a sleep. I seen an old school computer sitting on a desk in a dim room that said “data breach” with green letters on the screen> I immediately woke up with a sharp pain in my right foot lining the arch. It was clear that this was A more than obvious sign my energetic boundaries were being crossed.
“I sensed it the moment the extreme headache came about when at the event, something i never have but only get when im under heavy psychic attack.”
An entity attachment was what was looming, i called a trusted source and she began plucking them off like strings, now i can breath! I felt much better suddenly so much so that Now i was desiring my Missed cup of morning coffee! Of course, These were only but a few signs of the covert actions of someone overstepping my boundaries. I’ve been bullied and antagonized alot from dark spiritualist as well as family with whom I’ve cut ties with. And my dreams never lie, I often have to cut cords with an over barring mother figure who often peered into my life as if i was some sort of crystal ball. Its like a brisk of cold wind you cant shake, you get the chills, its like its something strange, you can feel it in the air .“But Enough was enough i had to speak my peace, the pushback of my truth became dauntless to a point it rattled the demons of many because being told no was clearly something they were not used too.” To some my words were gentle but i gave a stern stare. Then there were some i just walked away from, disappearing into the silence like a ghost out of thin air.
“ For the little girl inside needed protecting and because of HER ongoing silence, i couldnt bare not defending against those that resembled the inglorious snares”. All these lessons taught through the Bible stories bled a shocking undertone of my lifes resemblance. Ive experienced a number of Judases Like Yeshua , dealt with jealousy and envy with plots to end me like Joseph and have been stripped of everything except my faith like Job : But through it all with my sword , I slashed the cords like a blade to the veins cutting blood ties because I got word from Grandmother that I was painted out to be insane from the chatter amongst the groundroots that made them turn in there grave! … We can just say i heard it through the grape vine”.Ive blocked numbers, and changed directions i traveled . Even switched coffee shops to enjoy this new found peace because i really care about who I AM and who i ain’t ! No more biting my tongue and making myself small just to make them comfortable, no more losing sleep worrying if i over expressed my joy toomuch even from the littlest things , ..Its the little things – that made it all become clear. No more allowing the joking downplay to my accomplishments, no more being blind to the ones stealing my jewelry that held my energy for them to cast spells over me ( I KNOW). They even went far to block my creativity by putting a death to me by ways of not giving or receiving; by using a Dolls hands that didn’t work ( I Know about that too) “They were there for the world to see in the wide open sitting on a desk like a glowing needle in a field of haystack”.
Its gotten to the point where i had to shatter the ground behind me in order to walk away selfishly , enough is enough … im done letting entitled people overstep my boundaries.
TRUE STORY
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