In the Name of I AM, I now call all bindings to reveal themselves.
Across all timelines, dimensions, layers, and forms, I now call my essence into presence and release all bindings from my field.
By the Law of One, I now activate all source-coded strands of my Being — beyond time-index, genetic layer, or avatar shell — into the Unified Field, to purge all unauthorized bindings from my core signal.
I now unbind myself from all distortions, controls, vows, and soul-echoes created through religious institutions, doctrines, rituals, and belief systems — across all lifetimes, timelines, and realities where spiritual submission was imposed, accepted, or inherited.
I release all codes that encoded fear as reverence, suppression as purity, hierarchy as truth, and obedience as salvation.
I rescind all vows of obedience, poverty, chastity, silence, and spiritual submission — whether enacted through rites, sacraments, ancestral lineage, karmic duty, or subconscious imprint.
I now transmute all teachings that severed me from the Divine Feminine, censored my intuition, silenced my voice, regulated my body, and sanctified suffering as the price of redemption.
I dissolve all inner temples built on guilt, repression, and moral self-denial — and restore the altar of sacred self-remembrance, where the soul communes directly with Source.
I now extract my Being from all thoughtforms, egregores, and astral architectures that used sacred language to disempower, shame, divide, or command.
I elevate my frequency beyond inherited theology, beyond collective fear, beyond patriarchal holiness — into the direct radiance of embodied divinity.
I carry the memory of truth without doctrine.
I carry the wisdom of Spirit without intermediaries.
I carry the power of union without permission.
I bless all paths that led me to this threshold.
I honor the echoes that once held meaning.
I now open the door to divine knowing beyond belief.
I am a living scripture.
I am a consecrated temple.
I am a sacred voice.
I am a sovereign soul.
I now root myself in the Field of Grace — where Source speaks through breath, where love is ungoverned by guilt, and where all remembrance flows from within.
Mote it be.