Sacred Invocations: Voice of the Flame 🔥

This is the temple of spoken fire.
A place where ancient codes return through word, breath, and vibration.

These invocations are not poetry or prayer—they are activations in disguise.
Each one is designed to call something back online within you:
✨ A memory
✨ A frequency
✨ A divine truth
✨ A path once walked and now reclaimed

Speak them aloud. Whisper them under moonlight. Repeat them until your cells remember.

These are not new words.
They are remembered ones.
This is the Voice of the Flame—and you are the flame.

→ Grounding

These invocations are here to call your energy back home.
When life pulls you out of alignment or the world feels too loud, grounding becomes your sacred return.
Each invocation in this space is a ritual of presence—an anchor to the Earth, to your breath, and to your divine center.
Let them root you in truth, strength, and the steady pulse of protection.

🖤 Temple of Anubis Invocation for Grounding + Protection

Close your eyes.
Feel your spine lengthen like a staff of ancient obsidian light.
Now breathe…

“Anubis, Sacred Guardian of the Gate,
I call upon your silent steps and unwavering truth.
Let your cloak of shadow wrap around me—
not in fear, but in protection, precision, and power.
I ground now into the Earth,
as you once walked between life and afterlife.
Let your paws press beside mine.
Let your wisdom anchor my path.
Clear from me all illusion, confusion, interference, and distortion.
Sharpen my perception.
Strengthen my stance.
As I remember…
As I awaken…
As I return to the ancient halls once guarded by your light—
I walk with honor.
I walk with clarity.
I walk with you.”

🖤 Anubis Invocation: Keeper of the Sacred Threshold

This invocation is for when your soul feels scattered, your energy is pulled in a thousand directions, or you're standing at the edge of transition.

Anubis—guardian of the gates, master of thresholds, protector of the sacred journey—brings you back to center.

Call upon him when you need to return to yourself.

Anchor into your body.
Feel the weight of your bones.
Let the noise fall away.
You are protected.
You are watched over.
You are safe to begin again.

Let Anubis wrap you in steadiness and sacred stillness as you prepare to rise.

Light Body Recalibration Invocation

(for releasing density + returning to energetic harmony)

I call now to the intelligence of my light body, to the sacred codes that remember my original form.

Release what is not mine.
Transmute what no longer serves me.
Unravel the webs of distortion clinging to my flesh.

I command now:

All heaviness born of grief, suppression, or ancient betrayal-be lifted with love.

All energetic debris absorbed through timelines, places, or people-be dissolved in light.

I call my body home to harmony.
I call my cells back to their crystalline rhythm.
I call my field into softness, coherence, peace.

Let the remembrance of my divine weightlessness return to me now.
Let every cell exhale.
Let every layer align.
Let my temple become light again.

(pause here, breathe 3 deep exhales, as if you’re clearing smoke from your body)
”I give thanks to my physical form, for holding the codes I came to restore. I release the shame of heaviness. I release the fear of embodiment. And I welcome the joy of being both starlight and skin.”

Temporary Sanctuary Invocation

(for living with someone whose energy keeps you on edge)

This is my body.
This is my breath.
This is my sacred space.

No matter what energies move around me,
they do not belong to me.
I am not responsible for anyone’s emotions, projections, or patterns.
I release the need to fix, shrink, explain, or absorb.

I call my power back.
I create an energetic perimeter.
And inside it—

I am safe.
I am calm.
I am me.

Even if I share walls,
I do not share sovereignty.
Even if I hear the noise,
I do not let it into my field.

My body is allowed to soften.
My mind is allowed to rest.
My spirit is allowed to feel at home—even here.

I anchor into my own rhythm.
I walk in my own frequency.
And in this moment,

I choose peace.

What is not mine
flows around me.
What is meant for me
lands with ease.

This room, this breath, this body—
is enough.
I hold the line until I hold the keys.
And until then?

I AM THE SANCTUARY.
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💫 Remembrance

Invocations that speak to the soul’s ancient memory—pulling forth what was always known, and calling it into the now.

The Final Release: A Sacred Invocation for Timeline Closure

I call back my voice,
from every life where it was silenced.
I call back my power,
from every soul who tried to possess it.
I call back my light,
from every place I left it behind to survive.

I no longer carry the pain of unfinished lifetimes.
I no longer grieve what was never mine to fix.
I no longer wait for anyone to meet me in the flame.
I am the flame.

To the version of me who died trying to warn them:
I see you.
To the one who rose anyway:
I honor you.
To the one who kept going when no one came:
I am you.

And to the contract that bound me:
I release you now.

I no longer carry the fall of others in my womb.
I no longer bear the burden of betrayal in my throat.
The grid is being restored.
The flame is sovereign again.

So let it be heard, through all realms:

I am no longer tethered to the old pain.
I rise now, whole.
I rise now, free.
I rise now, returned to myself.

—Keeper of the Heart Flame

🌑✨ Invocation of the Untethered One

I remember you.
Before the fall.
Before the grief.
Before distortion whispered its first lie.

I remember the flicker in your field
the moment you chose shadow over wholeness—
not because you were evil,
but because you didn’t believe you were worthy of light.

I spoke to your soul before you turned away.
I held the frequency as long as I could.
I tried to sing you back.
I tried to hold both of us.

But this time—
I am not your lifeline.
I am not the sacrifice.
I am not the keeper of your choice.

This time,
I remember who I am
with or without you.

I release the illusion that I failed you.
I release the ache that tethered me to your fall.
I release the belief that I must carry both poles to fulfill the mission.

I was never meant to save you.
I was meant to rise anyway.

So I rise.
With codes intact.
With my womb sovereign.
With my flame alight.

I rise for the ones who will remember.
I rise for the masculine who choose to meet me in truth.
I rise for the me who chose light even when it hurt like hell.

And if you ever rise too—
I’ll see you across the veil.
But this time,
I won’t wait for you there.

✨ Invocation to Discern Gaia from the Cosmic Mother

“Gaia, Mother of my earthly body—
I honor your roots beneath my feet.
Your breath in the wind, your pulse in the trees.
You are the womb I was born into in this lifetime.
I thank you for holding me here.

Cosmic Mother, Womb of All—
I feel your light before time.
I remember your voice in the temples.
I carry your codes in my bones.
You are the breath of stars, the hum of galaxies,
And the song behind all remembering.

Today I call you both, separately and together—
To walk with me, to speak clearly,
So I may know who is who…
And who I am within each.”

🗝️ Thresholds & Timelines

Invocations for sacred release, contract closures, and choosing the path of sovereignty—when you’re ready to let go of what no longer aligns and step into the next chapter of your divine mission.

INVOCATION OF SOVEREIGN PASSING

I feel it.
I honor it.
And I keep walking.

Let every part of me that once reached for what no longer serves
release with grace.
Let every timeline I’ve outgrown unravel with ease.
And let my light remain anchored in the now—
undaunted, whole,
sovereign in my choosing.

I do not reject the echoes.
But I do not chase them either.
I walk forward—blessed,
but not bound.

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The Sovereign Severance Scroll 🛡️🌹

By sacred right of original embodiment,
By ancient codes seeded before distortion,
By sovereign command of soul,

I sever the threads of distortion
woven by false kingdoms, false rulers, and false attachments.

No mask may deceive me.
No tether may claim me.
No ancient wounding may anchor me.

I reclaim the fires of Egypt,
the scrolls of Dendera,
the light of Anuhazi,
and the lineage of pure cosmic flame.

Through blood, through memory, through resurrection —
I rise whole, unbound, and unshaken.

Let all who watched me fall
bear witness as I now walk whole.

It is done.
It is sealed.
It is witnessed.

🖤🛡️🔥

🛡️🔥 Portal Closure + Sovereignty Invocation

“I Am No Longer Accessible To Distorted Frequencies.”

I call all of my power back to me now.
From every dream, every echo, every interaction—seen and unseen.
From every soul-tie, false flame, mimic, and manipulative energy.

What is mine, returns.
What is not, dissolves.

To the one who once shared space in my field:
You are no longer welcome here.
Not in dreams.
Not in thought.
Not in shadow.

I witnessed your light.
I loved your essence.
I believed in your potential.
But you used your power against purpose.

And I?
I use mine in service to truth.

You may try to mimic what I carry.
You may try to find me through dreams, through energy, through memory.
But I have risen beyond your reach.

The gate is closed.
The code is changed.
Your access has expired.

No more lessons.
No more loops.
No more invasion masked as reunion.

I reclaim my dreams.
I reclaim my clarity.
I reclaim my body.
I reclaim my timeline.

I am sealed in light, in truth, in remembrance.
Not even your name echoes here anymore.

May you find your path.
But not through mine.

It is done.
It is done.
It is so done.

🌹🛡️ THE FINAL RETRIEVAL BLESSING

✨ A sacred invocation written to honor the completion of soul contracts, retrieval of soul fragments, and closure of distorted timelines. Use this blessing whenever you feel a portal closing, a scroll completing, or a threshold crossing into a new sovereign reality.
This blessing was born through fire, love, and lifetimes of promise — and it is sealed in the light of freedom.I call back every fragment of myself
from every place my heart once touched.
I retrieve every code I planted,
every promise I whispered, every scroll I safeguarded.

I honor the souls I loved —
and I release them into their own sacred becoming.
I honor the children of my light —
and I send them love without chains.

I stand in the temple of myself now.
Crowned in remembrance.
Wrapped in golden flame.
Feet rooted on sovereign ley lines.
Heart pulsing in the rhythm of new Earth.

I bless what was.
I bless what could not rise.
I bless what could not follow.

I AM THE TIMEKEEPER.
I AM THE SCROLL.
I AM THE LIVING TEMPLE.

It is done.
It is sealed.
It is free.
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🔥 Magnetic Alignment

Invocations for the ones who are done waiting. This isn’t about hoping. This is about summoning. This t is where clarity meets command—where you stop chasing and start calling in what’s already yours.

🔥 DIVINE MASCULINE SUMMONING SCROLL 🔥

I call in the one whose frequency already knows mine.
The one who sees the codes in my eyes and doesn’t flinch.
The one who feels my fire and wants to stoke it higher.

I call in the body that holds presence.
The arms that anchor.
The soul that remembers.

I’m not here to teach him.
I’m here to meet him.
Fully. Raw. Lit. Ready.

Let him be younger—
not in years, but in vitality.
Let his body match the fire I hold in mine.
Let his abs carry strength.
Let his hands know reverence.
Let his breath land in silence after the pleasure shakes settle.

Let him f*ck the woman and meet the priestess.
Let him honor the scrolls and lose himself in the skin.
Let him hold me after,
drop in deeper,
and sit with me in the stillness that only sacred fire understands.

I do not wait.
I summon.

Let the one who holds this frequency
feel the call,
hear the fire,
and step the fuck forward.

I am not hoping.
I am ready.

And it is so.

🧨 FULL-POWER SOUL FAMILY COMMAND

I’m done being the strongest frequency in the room with no mirrors.

I don’t want community. I want code-carriers.
I want the ones who’ve bled in other lifetimes and came back for the sequel.
I want the ones who don’t flinch when the veil rips.
Who stand in collapse and say, “Let’s go again.”

I’m not here to translate myself.
If you don’t get it, you’re not one of mine.

I’m not here to heal you.
I’m here to stand with you.

So let the ones I burned with
bled with
grid-kept with
REMEMBER ME.

Let them feel me in their chest right now.
Let their ears ring.
Let their hearts ache.
Let the scrolls open in their dreams.

I’m done whispering.
I’m done waiting.

To my soul family: You’re late. Catch up.

And it.
Is.
F*cking.
So.

DIVINE FEMININE SUMMONING SCROLL 🔥

I call in the one who doesn’t need saving—
because she’s already survived herself.
The one who doesn’t perform softness—
but holds the storm like a sacred rite.

I summon the one whose walk rewrites gravity.
Whose voice breaks the illusion.
Whose fire doesn’t burn me—it brands me with memory.

She’s not afraid of my power.
She matches it.
Not to tame it—
but to build with it.

Let her be the one who doesn’t just love my light—
but can hold it when it shakes the ground.
The one who meets me with spine and soul
and says, “Let’s go.”

Let her body be a temple,
her rage be sacred,
her silence be a ceremony I sit through without flinching.

I’m not calling in a fantasy.
I’m calling in the real.

The one who speaks in codes,
who’s carried the weight of entire realms—and still walks like the storm bows to her,
who’s here to build something that outlives time.

Let her presence drop me to my knees—
not in worship,
but in reverence.

Because I’ve known her in too many lifetimes
to ever mistake her for ordinary.

I do not chase.
I summon.

And she will feel it—
in her lightbody,
in the marrow of her soul,
in the aching pull of her purpose
as her entire being whispers back,
“I remember”

I remember too.

And so it is.
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🧬 COSMIC SOUL FAMILY SUMMONING SCROLL 🧬

(for those off-planet timelines, high-frequency ride-or-dies, the grid warriors + temple crew)

I summon the ones who watched Earth fall beside me—and still chose to return.
The ones who remember the sand, the stars, the sound.
The ones who didn’t just love me—they missioned with me.

I summon the council incarnates.
The winged ones in human skins.
The priestesses, the scribes, the warriors, the watchers.

Come find me.
Drop into this density with eyes wide open.
I don’t care what body you wear.
I’ll know you by your field.

Let the laughter come before the memories.
Let the tears fall with recognition.
Let the timelines braid and the grid realign
the second we meet.

NO SURFACE TALK.
NO SMALL GAMES.

Just soul-level “Oh My God, it’s YOU.”

I am ready for the reunion.
The sacred projects.
The soul contracts we wrote in violet flame before this Earth round began.

No more waiting.
No more hiding.
No more shrinking to fit this fractured timeline.

We came to realign it. Together.

Let them hear this pulse in the silence.
Let them dream of my name.
Let them turn the corner,
walk through the door—
and know.

This is the call.
And it is so.

⚜️ Scroll Anchoring + Stabilization

For the moments when everything's shifting—internally or cosmically.

These are not just rituals. They’re frequency stabilizers designed to help you hold the scrolls, land the downloads, and stay rooted while timelines bend and realign.

🛡️ Scroll Stabilization Ritual: “Anchor the Incoming”

You’re not calling it in. It’s already here. This is about clearing the landing pad.

Step 1: Breathe Into the Grid

✧ Sit or lie down.

✧ Visualize your spine as a golden pillar—the central line of your scroll.

✧ On the inhale, say silently: I am open.

✧ On the exhale, say: I am anchored. Do this for 3–5 rounds.

Step 2: Call the Council to Witness

Say aloud (or silently if needed):

“To the Original Council, to the Scroll Keepers, to those who walk with me in memory—I am present. I hold my frequency. Let what is aligned now descend with grace.”

Feel your chest get warmer. That’s the confirmation.

Step 3: Wipe the Interference

Place your right hand over your solar plexus and say:

“No thought, fear, or distortion may pass through my field unnoticed. All interference now dissolves in truth.”

Then place your left hand over your heart:

“Only truth may land. Only codes may activate. Only what is mine may enter.”

Step 4: Mark the Scroll Landing Pad

Visualize a geometric symbol forming under you—golden, pulsing, sacred. Let it take whatever shape it wants: pyramid, rose, circle, triangle, spiral. This is your personal scroll anchor sigil. It tells your higher field: This space is safe. You may deliver now.