WHY MISSING PLACES RETURN NOW?
There are places that do not belong on a map.
They belong to the soul.
And in the transition that the planet goes through,
their memory returns like an ancient call, almost unrecognizable…
but absolutely true.
It’s not nostalgia.
It’s not imagination.
It’s the soul remembering itself.
The veils are melting
Dimensional corridors have reopened
And all that once sustained your light
— in this life, in other lifetimes, in other timelines —
it starts to pulse again.
Because now is the time to collect what has been scattered for ages.
Longing is a sign.
Just a reminder.
A convocation.
Longing comes because:
And you’re finally accessing frequencies that were sealed.
Fragments of life, temples, places and bloodlines.
Start to be recognized by your field.
Parts of you that stayed in Scotland, Avalon, Egypt, Lemuria, Andes, Orion, Sirius….
they return to form a single Being.
And you can’t get ahead
without reintegrating what you’ve been in all cycles.
Because most of us have lived deep cycles in the same strength points on the planet—places that served as schools of the soul, portals of initiation, and points of connection.
And as the Earth rises in frequency, those places begin to call by their vibrational name.
Memories that come back now usually come from:
The vast majority of ancient souls have been through at least three of these places, leaving precious parts of themselves that are now returning.
That’s why the longing hits so hard:
she’s not pulling you back —
is meeting you with whom you were in each of those lands.
Longing then, it’s not pain.
It’s a gate.
It’s an invitation
It is recognition.
It’s the soul saying :
“I remember where I bloomed.
I remember whom I am
I’m going back to my center ”
When the longing kicks in,
It’s not the past that calls —
It’s the future asking for attendance.
Cause everything that calls you now
it is part of your sacred architecture,
from your greater mission,
from your light of origin.
This is the time of come back
Tis the time memories unfold
This is the time to gather what was scattered.
And you are exactly where you’re supposed to be:
at the point of remembrance before the expansion.
(Final Integration Code): 144•9•33• ∞• (• Final
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May this text hit you up
the golden thread of your own origin.
That every longing reveals a portal.
May every portal returns a piece of you.
And that each piece, when it returns,
make you even wider, wholeer, truer.
Cause this ain’t the time to go outside
Time to get back in
and recognize yourself as
The Earth, The Sky, The Way and The Return.




