In the Name of I AM, I now call all bindings to reveal themselves — across all timelines, soul stations, ancestral codes, and energetic matrices — where my voice, my expression, my breath, and my ability to name the world were ever restricted, distorted, silenced, or encoded with fear.
I summon the full presence of my essence into the center of communication — this luminous gateway between the breath of Spirit and the geometry of sound — and I restore the sacred vibration of the throat as the clear instrument of divine resonance, utterance, and alignment.
By the Law of Love — the harmonic principle through which all things are spoken into form — I now awaken every thread of encoded speech, every tone of clarity, every sound of remembrance, and I give space for truth to rise from the heart and move through my breath as sacred offering.
I open the current of pure expression where my soul remembers its sound, its rhythm, its prayer — beyond censorship, beyond performance, beyond historical fears of punishment or rejection — and I allow my breath to reweave its original alliance with the currents of Spirit.
I now complete all contracts, rituals, vows, and lifetimes where I withheld my truth in the name of safety, gave my voice to another in the name of loyalty, or shaped my words to fit systems that consumed light to maintain control. I reclaim all vocal power ever hidden beneath obedience, adaptation, or fear of consequence.
I recall the full luminosity of my voice — the singing voice, the speaking voice, the whispering voice — and I anoint the sacred channel of my throat with the breath of liberation and the fire of presence.
I restore my alignment with the Breath of the Divine — where all sound flows in harmony with truth, where all words serve clarity, and where every breath becomes a bridge between worlds.
I seal this unbinding in the Field of Grace — where Spirit sings through silence, where breath carries codes of wholeness, and where the throat becomes the chalice of clarity, resonance, and sacred command.
The wind of Spirit now breathes through me, fluent and free.
Mote it be.