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                             About Magick

 

They used to call me a chameleon.

 

Not because I was trying to fit in, but because I could move through worlds that weren’t meant to overlap.

I grew up in a neighborhood divided by colors, labels, and fear.

Different gangs ruled different streets, and yet—I walked them all.

Freely.

Safely.

Protected.

 

No one could quite explain why.

But every time someone questioned me, accused me, or tried to test me—

There was always someone there who stood in the gap.

A protector.

A voice that said, “Leave them alone. They’re good.”

 

Back then, I thought I was just lucky.

Now I understand:

I was already walking with guardians.

Already held by something greater.

Already living as Magick.

 

I didn’t need to choose sides—I came to bridge them.

To walk in neutrality, to carry light in shadowed places, to be the still point in the middle of the storm.

I didn’t shape-shift to survive.

I simply carried a frequency that didn’t belong to any one world.

And somehow… everyone knew it.

 

Today, I still walk in many worlds.

But now, I do it consciously.

 

I am a multidimensional healer, energy worker, guide, and sacred mirror.

I help people awaken to the truth of who they are—beyond the fear, beyond the programming, beyond the pain.

I work with the unseen.

I speak with the soul.

I channel the sacred through sound, stillness, and deep presence.

 

When you enter my space, you are not judged.

You are not broken.

You are not labeled.

You are seen.

And you are safe.

 

Because just like before—I am still surrounded.

By ancestors, by allies, by versions of myself that stretch through time and space.

And when you’re ready to remember who you are,

They’ll be there for you too.

 

This is sacred work.

This is remembrance.

This is Magick.

           Even Protected, I Wasn’t Untouched

 

People saw me walking through rival streets like I was invisible.

They called me a chameleon, but really—I was a bridge.

I didn’t belong to one side or the other.

I belonged to something higher.

 

And I was protected.

Even back then, before I knew what guides were,

Before I understood energy, dimensions, or frequency,

I was surrounded by something I couldn’t name.

 

But protection didn’t mean I never got hit.

It didn’t mean I never fell.

 

There were moments—

A punch I didn’t see coming.

A crash off my bike that cracked my teeth.

A broken arm from a fall that came too fast to catch.

 

And I used to wonder…

If I was so protected, why did pain find me?

 

Now I know.

 

It wasn’t because I was weak.

It wasn’t because I was forgotten.

 

It was because in those moments,

I was holding fear.

I was doubting my place.

I was absorbing the energy around me that said,

“You’re not safe here.”

 

And so my body mirrored that belief.

Not to punish me—

But to show me where I had forgotten the truth.

 

Even protected, I wasn’t untouched.

But I was always guided.

I was always learning.

Even in pain, I was being prepared.

 

Those moments didn’t dim my light.

They taught me how to carry it with more care.

More clarity.

More consciousness.

 

Now, I walk through worlds not just as a bridge—

But as Magick.

Fully aware.

Aligned.

And protected not just by the unseen—but by my own knowing.

 

I don’t fear the pain anymore.

I honor the lessons.

Because every scar I carry is a reminder:

I made it through.

And I remember who I am.

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