—Morning Rage & the Breakdown Before the Breakthrough—
Today was meant to be focused on refining the orientation call. I had spent the last two days building it in OBS, following guidance from ChatGPT — only to realize just before the call with my team that none of it would work.
It sent me into a spiral. I lost it.
I was shouting at the screen, screaming every swear word I’d ever heard my dad use growing up. The Mars energy was pouring through me. It wasn’t just about OBS — it was the pressure of carrying this vision, wanting it to be sacred, precise, and powerful. The dam burst.
The tears came too. It reminded me of last year’s retreat.
—Being Misunderstood in Service—
To add to the emotional intensity, someone I had gently challenged earlier about their resistance to the cleanse messaged back accusing me of manipulation. It hit me hard — not because it was true, but because it mirrored the martyr-wound of being misunderstood in service.
I replied with love, with clarity — reminding him that we are only victims when we suppress truth. Once it’s expressed, it’s no longer festering. But I never heard back.
This is the path. This is the work. Light isn’t always received. It burns.
—The Call, the Café, and the Torch—
Despite all this, I showed up for the orientation call — from a café no less, during a power cut, with kids running around. And surprisingly… it went really well.
A new participant, Afrida, shared visions she had of entities around me trying to interfere. I told her about the earlier projection, about how I was trying to offer this for free — and she said: “The more light you share, the more projections you will receive.”
That truth hit deep. I realized this is it: I will be loved for this work. And I will be hated. To hold the torch is to hold both.
—Numerology & The Sacred Book Transmission—
Later that evening, I spoke with Penn. We did a numerology deep dive for both of us, which flowed naturally into a conversation about the book.
The cards we pulled… were undeniable.
📖 Truth Aligned: Destiny Spread for the Book’s Completion & Protection
Book Title: “Bring Your Truth: Uncovering the New Earth Within”
By Alexander Roseman — Edited & Midwifed by Sarah Ruth McArthur
1. What is the soul of this book asking to become now?
🃏 Ace of Wands
This is a divine ignition. Not just to inform — but to initiate. A torch passed. A fire lit.
“Let this book be a torch. Let it awaken the dormant fire in others.”
2. What distortion or interference is ready to be cleared from its field?
🃏 Nine of Cups
The temptation to make it “digestible” or more widely accepted.
But truth doesn’t need to be pleasing — it needs to liberate.
“Don’t aim to please. Aim to liberate.”
3. How can we encode the transmission so it cannot be co-opted?
🃏 The World
Seal it. Make it whole. Complete cycles.
Perhaps even encode with geometry, sacred structure, full arcs.
“Seal it with light. Let the whole truth be circular, whole, sovereign.”
4. What role does Sarah play in the book’s integrity?
🃏 Justice
She is the sacred calibrator. The sword and scale.
She maintains alignment — not to your voice, but to the soul of the book.
“She is the keeper of the sacred contract.”
5. What part of Alex still hesitates or fears the release?
🃏 The Emperor
A fear of being fully seen as the builder, the father, the leader.
But you are no longer the boy. This is your temple. You built it.
“Own the seat. You built the temple. Sit in it.”
6. Who is this book for?
🃏 Page of Pentacles
The seekers. The starters. Those who are just beginning to remember.
Let it be a grounded seed for the hearts who need it.
“Speak plainly, but powerfully. They will find you.”
7. What must we remember about divine timing?
🃏 Queen of Wands
It’s not about a date. It’s about your flame.
When you are ready, it will move.
“It’s not about the date. It’s about your flame.”
💫 Final Oracle Message — The Hierophant
You are writing a new gospel. Not of dogma. Of embodied truth.
A sacred text for those who are ready.
“Let the book initiate those who read it.”
Final Reflections
I even made it to the gym today. Again. Another day of push — physically, emotionally, spiritually. This is no casual project. This is a soul assignment.
I’m tired. But I know this flame is not mine alone.
It was lit long ago. And I just choose to carry it — for now.
