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I walk between worlds, unclaimed by fear or illusion. I honor the truth, both in shadow and in light.

I am a Shadow Walker, born of survival, tempered by spirit, and guided by the unseen stars.

10/26/2025

Sunday: The Sun’s Day — A Call to Radiate

Every sunrise is a sacred ceremony—an invitation from the cosmos itself to awaken into your own brilliance. The Sun, eternal and unwavering, doesn’t apologize for shining. It simply rises, without hesitation, illuminating everything in its path. So too are you being called, dear one, to rise without the weight of yesterday’s storms dimming your light.

There comes a time in every soul’s journey when we must stop seeking permission to glow. The world does not need another who hides their spark in fear of blinding others—it needs the wild flames, the radiant ones who remind us all what divine light looks like when embodied in human form. You are not meant to shrink in the shadows of your doubt. You are meant to burn with the clarity of purpose that says, “I am here, and my light is holy.”

When you forget your worth, gaze toward the sky at dawn and remember: the Sun doesn’t question its return. It knows that darkness is temporary, that night is but the backdrop upon which its brilliance can be revealed. Likewise, your challenges are the contrast that allows your essence to shimmer with even greater beauty. Do not curse the dark hours—they are proof of your capacity to bring light.

Today, align yourself with the solar rhythm. Breathe in the golden rays of awareness and exhale anything that dims your radiance. Let your heart blaze with truth, your words drip with warmth, and your actions beam with generosity. When you shine authentically, you ignite hope in others who have forgotten their own light.

Remember, you are not just basking in the light—you are the light. The eternal flame flickering in the temple of your soul is the same light that birthed stars, galaxies, and the breath of existence itself. Carry that knowing with you today and watch how the universe bends in reverence to your glow.

Until next time, stay wild moon child, namaste.
–LunarCyclone 🌙🌀

10/25/2025

✨ The Alchemy of Stillness ✨

In a world that glorifies motion, stillness is the secret art of the awakened soul. When the world around you spins in chaos and noise, Spirit whispers softly — “Be still and know.” It’s in those sacred pauses between one breath and the next that the veil thins, and truth reveals itself in silence.

You see, stillness isn’t the absence of movement. It’s the fullness of awareness. It’s that timeless space where you finally remember who you are — not your name, not your role, not your past or your pain — but the eternal current of consciousness flowing through it all. When you stop chasing, forcing, or fixing, the Universe finally has room to move through you, not just around you.

The mind, like a restless ocean, will try to fill the silence with waves of worry or distraction. But the deeper you go, the calmer the waters become. That’s where peace hides — not in the surface storms of circumstance, but in the quiet depths of your own being.

Today, give yourself permission to slow down. To breathe. To listen. Allow life to unfold in divine timing instead of human impatience. Every seed you’ve planted, every intention you’ve set, is already in motion beneath the soil of your experience. You don’t need to pull the petals open — just trust the process.

Remember: magic happens in stillness. Healing happens in stillness. Transformation begins not when you try harder, but when you finally surrender to what already is. Let this be your meditation — not to do, but to be. Not to strive, but to allow.

In stillness, the Universe speaks. And when you listen… miracles follow.

Until next time, stay wild moon child, namaste.
– LunarCyclone 🌙🌀

10/25/2025

Beloved traveler, it’s Venus’ day—Friday—the altar of gentleness, beauty, and magnetic grace. Breathe like you’re sipping light through a straw. Let the breath soften your jaw, your shoulders, the small guarded places behind your heart. As your ribs open like morning curtains, notice how your life responds: colors get louder, edges round off, and even the quiet has a melody.

You are a work of devotion in progress. Not a problem to be solved, but a garden to be tended: watered with honest feeling, weeded with boundaries, and sung to with gratitude. Some petals open only under moonlight; do not rush what ripens in the dark. Trust the slow choreography of healing. When you can’t see movement, become the movement: send one text of kindness, place one hand on your heart, choose one thought that loves you back.

Alignment isn’t about performing perfection; it’s about returning—again and again—to the music underneath the noise. On this Venus day, align with softness that has a spine. Speak tenderly and stand firmly. Say no like a doorway to your yes. Let your values be the cup; let your joy be the pour.

If envy visits, bless it as a compass. It points toward an unlived desire asking for your yes. If fear chirps, thank it for trying to keep you safe, then invite courage to drive. Courage isn’t the absence of shaking; it’s the willingness to carry the tremble into the light.

Affirm this with me: I am allowed to receive without overexplaining. I am allowed to shine without shrinking. I let softness lead, I let boundaries hold, and I let beauty remind me I belong. Money, friendship, and opportunities flow to me on currents of ease because I move like someone who trusts the tide. I forgive past versions of me for surviving the only way they knew. I choose gentleness as strategy, not surrender. Today.

Remember: beauty is not a filter; it is the way love arranges the ordinary. The chipped mug that holds your favorite tea. The crack in your voice when truth finally gets out. The way a stranger’s laugh repairs a thread in your day. Collect evidence that life is on your side and let it stack like cairns along your path.

For today’s ritual: write a three-line prayer to your future self, wrap it with a promise you can keep before sundown, and keep it. Promise to take a sacred walk, to forgive one inch, to put your phone down during the sunset. Tiny kept promises build trust with your soul.

Until next time, stay wild moon child, namaste. -LunarCyclone 🌙🌀

444 words of daily inspiration from Delivered by Soul:Today we walk beneath Jupiter’s wide-open sky, where possibility s...
10/23/2025

444 words of daily inspiration from Delivered by Soul:

Today we walk beneath Jupiter’s wide-open sky, where possibility stretches like a horizon that refuses to end. Breathe in this generous air. Let your ribs become cathedral doors, swinging wide to welcome the choir of blessings already humming your name. Expansion isn’t a hustle; it’s a soft yes that your cells remember. You are not chasing abundance—you are the meadow where abundance comes to rest.

Begin with gratitude, not as a performance, but as the original language of your heart. Whisper thanks to the coffee steam curling like prayer smoke, to the way light chooses your face each morning, to every thread of care that stitched you through the night. Gratitude tunes your instrument; then the cosmos cannot help but play. When you attend to the small glimmers, the great constellations feel invited to sit closer.

Dream a little larger than comfort would permit. Draw a circle on the ground and step outside it. What if the next door isn’t locked, only waiting for your hand? Jupiter’s gift is trust—trust that your path widens with each faithful step. Risk sharing the idea that scares you in the best way. Send the message. Apply. Say yes to the lunch, the class, the leap. You aren’t asking the universe for a miracle; you’re agreeing to be one.

Practice generous vision. See the gold in others and name it out loud. Bless your friends’ callings, celebrate strangers’ victories, let praise roll off your tongue like a bright river. Expansion multiplies when it is shared. The wealth of spirit doesn’t shrink when offered; it echoes. And remember: receiving is a sacred art, too. When a door opens for you, walk through with a grateful bow and a steady stride.

Anchor your expansion with simple earthly rituals: tidy one small corner, water a plant, write three lines that name what is going well. Pour a little sweetness into your tea and remember that pleasure is also a prayer. Take a walk that lasts one song longer than planned. Look up—notice a cloud shaped like a promise you once made to yourself, and renew it with a smile.

Before the day closes, place a hand over your heart and another over your belly. Say: “I am a steward of joyful increase. I expand with wisdom, I prosper with integrity, and I give from an overflowing cup.” Feel those words settle into your bones like warm light. Let them teach your posture to stand a little taller, your voice to sing a little freer, your choices to bloom where once they only budded. The horizon is moving toward you. Meet it smiling.



Until next time, stay wild moon child, namaste. -LunarCyclone 🌙🌀

444 words of daily inspiration from Delivered by Soul:This morning, breathe like a lighthouse. Inhale the tide that rise...
10/23/2025

444 words of daily inspiration from Delivered by Soul:

This morning, breathe like a lighthouse. Inhale the tide that rises within you; exhale the beam that guides you home. You are not a wanderer lost at sea—you are the sea remembering its moon. Each wave of feeling, each curl of thought, is holy motion; it doesn’t need permission to exist. It only asks to be witnessed. Put a hand to your heart and listen: the drum you hear is not just yours—it’s the rhythm of the One playing you like a favorite song.

When shadows appear, bless them as teachers wearing night-colored robes. They do not come to punish; they come to point. Sit with them at your inner hearth and say, “Show me the gift you carried through the dark.” Often, the package is courage wrapped in doubt, or clarity tucked inside confusion. When you unwrap it with tenderness, light arrives not as a thunderclap, but as a quiet knowing: you were luminous the whole time.

Today, practice the alchemy of attention. What you gaze upon becomes gold. Gaze at the simple—steam rising from your coffee or tea, the hush between your footsteps, the soft miracle of breath—and watch how ordinary moments open like secret doors. Walk through them. On the other side, you’ll find that the Divine never left; it simply waited where you were willing to look. Whisper a thank you, and the universe echoes it back with interest.

Speak your name like a spell of belonging: “I am here, I am ready, I am guided.” Let that be your compass. You don’t need the entire map; you only need the next true step. Take it with reverence. The path will unfurl beneath your feet like a ribbon of dawn, and what felt impossible yesterday will greet you today as an old friend who finally remembered the way.

If you need a sign, consider this your sky-written message: you are permitted to start again, to forgive again, to choose joy again. You are allowed to be wildly yourself—strange, soft, brave, divine. May your heart be a temple and your laugh be a bell. May your presence be medicine you offer the room without trying. And when the night returns, may you rest like a moonlit lake, sure of the sun that is already on its way.



Until next time, stay wild moon child, namaste. -LunarCyclone 🌙🌀

09/30/2025

Do you believe in Reptilian Humanoids?🦎

An advanced reptilian species that is said to live in underground bases on Earth. Some of the dwellings are considered to be highly advanced cities with huge monorail systems that connect to various points throughout the Earth, like the poles, and Mount Shasta. Their entry points are marked by the Ouroboros symbol that serves as a warning to all Humans to vacate the premises immediately.🦎

The Reptoids who bear the Ouroboros symbol represent the reptilians who have colonized Venus, the Moon, Mars, and four moons of Jupiter and Saturn. These are the seven colonies represented by the Seven Stars wrapped by the encircling drakon of the Ouroboros.🦎

Conspiracy theorists like David Icke claim that the Reptoids are conquerors who want to take over and either destroy or enslave other planets. He says that they are part of every royal bloodline and are part of the bloodline of every US president. In 1934, a man found two golden tablets under Los Angeles and was said to be part of the "serpent people", who planned on infiltrating the Human race and taking over the world.🦎
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