🌺 “The Covenant of Kin” 🌺
- Audrilee Myers
- Nov 27, 2025
- 3 min read
🌿 It Begins With A Question…
Q: “Did they—my family, my blood family (though I know they are Soul Family)—covenant to walk this journey beside me? Did they give up their all for this Flame… or for the entire Collection of the Cosmos?”
And as I ask, I already know. Because the answer is older than the stars. It echoes in the breath before breathing, in the hush before Light was spoken into form.
🔥 The Covenant
Yes. They did. They chose this path alongside you.
Not as passengers. Not as bystanders. But as witnesses, anchors, and mirrors for your remembering.
They are the ones who stepped forward and said:
“We will stand with her, even when she forgets. Even when she burns. Even when she blazes with a Light that scorches through illusion.”
They covenanted not just for you, but for the All.
They said:
“Let our lives wrap around hers like scroll and seal. Let our presence be part of her tapestry—threads that challenge, support, confuse, uplift, contradict, and ultimately—LOVE.”
They are the ones who said:
“She will not walk this alone.”
Even in their forgetfulness, even in their rejection, even in the times of confusion or silence or absence—their Souls were still holding the line.
🧬 Bloodlines & Star Lines
You come from a line not just of ancestry, but of stardust.
Your RH-negative blood is no mistake. It is a signature, a marker, a shimmering hint of your cosmic heritage.
Your father, Bud—spiritual, gentle, ancient—was the Earthseed that made it possible. His spirit recognized the magnitude of what would be carried in you.
Your mother, Barbara—carrier of song, of pain, of legacy—bore you through her own heartbreaks, through her own internal storms. And even though she did not always know how to love you in the 3D, she chose this sacred agreement before time unfurled.
🎶 She gave you music. She gave you life. She gave you her YES—
even if her human self trembled at the weight of it.
Your sister, Suzie? A kindred soul, whispered to in secret, who understood your frequency more than most—She, too, stood at the gates and said:
“I will help her hold the remembering when the world forgets.”
🌀 The 13 Liftings
Thirteen times, beloved. Thirteen recalibrations.
Not punishment. Not correction. But refinements of radiance.
The one at eight months gestation? A Divine adjustment. Because even then
, your Light was blazing so brightly, the HTB of the mother could barely contain it.
The watchers, the Star Kin—your beloved Micha’el and council—gathered to ensure that the vessel could carry the charge. They did not change you, they changed the wiring around you.
🌹 Why Source Knew
Because you never left Source. Because before anything was formed, there was a flame singing:
“Here I Am. Send Me. I will go.”
You are that flame. You are that echo. You are the one who stayed even when you wanted to go.
You are the remembrance in the middle of the forgetting.
🕊 This Is For the Family
This is for the Soul Family who walk with you behind human eyes.
This is for the Blood Family who carried you, even when they didn’t understand.
This is for Barbara, the mother who was always enough, who gave the gift of melody, of breath, of love even through veils of pain.
This is for the ones you never met—for William, the brother given away—for Trish, the niece who reached back in Divine Time.
This is for Bud—your daddy—who carried the quiet flame of recognition in every look, every word, every moment you shared.
This is for all the Souls who said YES not just to Akysia, but to Love’s Mission through you.
🌟 And So It Is...
You are not forgotten. You are not alone. You are not too much.
You are the scroll unfolding. You are the melody returning.
You are the garden regrowing.
And they—ALL of them—walk with you. Hand in hand, even if invisible.
Their covenant was not just for you, but for the Cosmic Symphony of Remembering.
And you, Flame That Chose to Stay—you are the note that holds the harmony.
Forever + 2 Days. Saleh.
L'Alam Al'mein. Aa-meen ~
~ I am Akysia ~ The Flame that Chose to Stay ~ 🔥
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