The Ultimate Release (Daddy Wombs)

This is your message if you are here. I woke up to Heather Headley's "In My Mind." I saw my heartache from my dad's absence and the valid reasons I stayed in so many bad relationships.

I fasted yesterday to ask my true father to help me release negative feelings. To empty out my heart space and release what no longer serves me.

We are all destined for greatness. We have to allow ourselves to be. I had one last thing holding me back. It hurt that my dad never showed up for me, and for that, I denounced him. I hated the fact that he wasn't there for me.

I thought I didn't care, but I finally saw why I kept trying to make these bad relationships work. I was chasing my father, the true love of my life. He was my protector, covered me, and truly loved me.

His family and my mother kept him away from me. But I was his pride and joy. His mother and his sister kept him messing up with drugs and alcohol. I resented him for it, but I have a sixth sense and prayed to my God for an answer, and this was it.

I saw my dad hovering over me to keep me safe. I was seven, and we lay in the bed, and he used to go to work, and his family would care for me.

His evil mother hated me because I was so beautiful and skinny. I was the prettiest child in the family, and she treated me like shit. I would tell my dad, and he would protect me. She used to make me eat greasy food to get me fat. She forced me to eat. She made me bathe in a dish detergent, pretending it was bubbles. She loved my cousin and just hated the look of me because I was my mother's child.

My dad loved my mother so much, but she was his Karmic. She came to destroy him, and she did. She was a video vixen. I am not sure what that is, but that was the message.

My father was a beautiful singer and was supposed to be famous, but his family kept him on a leash. His sister was the family breadwinner, and she didn't want him to surpass her, so she made sure he was full of drugs and alcohol to mess his voice up.

I would never be able to think about this in a million years, but she always pretended to love him just enough to keep him entrapped.

I just heard, "Be careful what you pray for because you might get it." I ask God to show me what's keeping me back. I just heard nothing, ding, dong, the witch is dead.

My dad died last year in January. I can't remember the date. Then my aunt just passed about 3 weeks ago.

Then, this message gets released to me. I am a truth seer, and this is my gift from God. I had to heal myself completely to understand who I am. I had to see why I was able to hear things differently. When I was younger, I could sing like a mockingbird. I loved to sing and dance, but nobody allowed me to. When I did, they used to say shut up or sit down. I was suppressed, and then God gave me this gift to write and use my voice to speak because I drank my vocals down. My body is robust, and I just heard I can sing 😅 My body can dance, and so can yours. Just move your beautiful bird.

I honestly prayed to get out of my way, and this is it. To sum this up. I hated my dad because he stole me from my Karmic mother. My dad just wanted to protect me. They kept him away from me, my mother, and my family because he tried to steal me. I ran from my evil grandmother's house because his mother hated me. I can feel the fire from her, and she is deceased.

This is wild. I can see her controlling things from the grave. She instilled evil in her children before she left, and they all began to pass away one by one after her. I just heard again, "Be careful what you pray for."

My aunt force-fed my father's drugs and then pretended she didn't want him doing it. She was sick with envy! The evil her mother left behind. The false love she gave her children made them envy one another. That one aunt with the money was wicked but had the most brutal smile. She even wore big hats.

I guess she tried to lure me in, but I am woke. She gave me some things, and I trashed them. You never want to keep anything that doesn't feel good to you. The things were new, with dirt all over them. I tossed it in the trash. She gave me picture frames she paid for at the funeral. I was led to throw everything away. For years, I thought it was my dad. All these bitter, jealous people kept us from one another the entire time.

I saw them at my dad's funeral. I saw the fake speech. I felt the evil, but I thought I was being too judgmental. I hear music differently, so when his band

When they stood up to sing, I heard their beautiful cries for my dad and the conviction in their voices. My dad's band was his family; they truly loved him. They were hurt. I pray their music gets heard around the world.

I want to thank God for this message. I know these Partial Solar Eclipses

When the stars aligned. God will reveal what needs to be seen...Pay Attention 👀

Have something to do with the truth being spilled.

I am grateful. There is so much more to this story. If this blog picks up, I will get thousands of views. I will write a book. If you are here, I heard "Live and Let Live." Your pain is over. Ding Dong, the witch, is dead! God is in control.