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White Flame Broadcast

@graceuncoded

Epiphany-level transmissions for soul-returners // No teachings. Just signal.

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✨ What if your habits weren’t flaws… but frequencies? What if every loop, every craving, every repeated behavior was your birth chart trying to speak? You don’t need to break the habit. You need to reclaim the energy underneath it. “Habit as Frequency” by Adra Kalika 🔗

✨ What if your habits weren’t flaws… but frequencies?

What if every loop, every craving, every repeated behavior was your birth chart trying to speak?

You don’t need to break the habit.
You need to reclaim the energy underneath it.

 “Habit as Frequency” by Adra Kalika
🔗
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“The Name Was the First Binding” 🪐 A Jyotish transmission from thelisteningsky.com You didn’t choose your name. It was given—before your voice knew itself. Spoken by others. Written into systems. Attached to karma that may never have belonged to you. In Jyotish, your name

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Your name holds more than just a label. It encapsulates your essence. Check out our latest blog post 'Reclaiming Your Name: A Ritual of Resonance' to discover how to reconnect with the vibrations of your true identity. Read more: wix.to/rQcdM4X

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A Fire in the Madhouse They will say it’s too much. Too weird. Too fast. Too far gone. And they will be right. But what they won’t say — what they can’t yet remember — is that this is what it looks like when a species begins to leave the womb. Not with trumpets and triumph. Not

A Fire in the Madhouse

They will say it’s too much.
Too weird. Too fast.
Too far gone.
And they will be right.
But what they won’t say —
what they can’t yet remember —
is that this is what it looks like
when a species begins to leave the womb.

Not with trumpets and triumph.
Not
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They said: “Trust the story.” But I saw the smile twitch before the line. I heard the applause stutter beneath the edit. I felt the smoothness snag — not on fact, but on frequency. Truth doesn’t shout. It hums like a wire behind the wall. It bends light at the edges. If your

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I did not know I was carrying it until I stopped naming the path. The map I had folded in my palm was inked in someone else’s certainty. I kept trying to follow the lines, unaware the lines were following me. I thought I needed to declare the way. But the way did not want to be