The Remembering

My first steps back into soul truth

This past week has been… interesting. Stirring. A little disorienting. And deeply sacred.

For a handful of years, after an intense healing journey, I was very in tune with myself—intuitive, connected, guided. But somewhere along the way, I drifted. Life, pain, trauma, and a relationship that dimmed my light all quietly pulled me away from that inner knowing. I didn’t even realize how far I’d wandered until the universe started speaking louder. And louder.

It began with a simple conversation with a fellow intuitive. One of the first things she said was, “I’m hearing past life—does that make sense? Am I crazy?”
“No,” I told her. But in truth, I hadn’t yet realized the magnitude of what she was saying.

You see, I’ve known for a long time that I was meant to be a healer, not just for myself, but for my ancestors, my children, and those yet to come. I’ve always known I carry a soul contract connected to breaking cycles and speaking truths that have long been silenced.

And yet... I’ve found myself in a relationship that I knew from the beginning was a past-life connection. One with unfinished business. What I didn’t understand until recently was that this same soul had once silenced me before, and was doing it again. Quietly. Powerfully, and almost invisibly. I had lost my voice without even noticing.

Until now.

The couple weeks, things began shifting. It started with getting a nudge to get my birth chart read, not just handed to me, but explained in a way that spoke directly to my soul. I asked about my soul contract. I asked for confirmation. And I received it.

Everything I once knew came rushing back like a flood I had been unknowingly holding behind a dam. And now that it’s moving… it’s not stopping.

For months, I’ve been slowly trying to step back into my purpose, and who I am. But I kept feeling blocked by fear, by grief, by shadows of the past that weren’t even mine. Now I know it’s because I still had healing to do from another lifetime. Still had promises to fulfill. Still had truths to remember.

And so now… the real journey begins.

The one where I step fully into who I am and who I’ve always been.
The one where I no longer apologize for the way I hear, feel, and know.
The one where I reclaim my voice—not just for me, but for the ones who came before me. And for the ones yet to bloom.

I hope you’ll walk with me.
This is just the beginning.

If this message speaks to you, I hope you will choose to walk with me, I am so grateful you are here.

With love,
Jana
Golden Petal