It's a The Magician’s Weekend

Greetings, Ladies and Gentle Conduits! I woke up with love and inspiration on my mind. Today and every day is your day. I wish to encourage you this weekend. clears throat Initiates, hear this clearly on this most beautiful day. The old you served a purpose, but you've had your season. Those tools you’ve already mastered. They’re trophies now, not crutches. They certified and solidified your last season. You are no longer being tested on skills you’ve already proven you’re being refined in the new, new.

Think and be the Magician in the Tarot. He has a fresh set of tools, each looming with possibility and responsibility. This isn’t about relying on what you know it’s about finding your footing and wielding what you’ve yet to master. Use your gifts on purpose with purpose, dah'ling.

That is where the power lies. And yes, when you step into that power, those who oppose you will scramble for their own weapons. You will watch them trip over their new tricks like children with shoes on the wrong feet. Smile at it. That stumble is your confirmation. The shit i've seen this a.m. was enough inspiration for this post. They use old tools because bad built and co. are not creative at all.

Anyhow. This weekend, starting today, the tests will not look like yesterday’s trials. They will come in whispers, in sudden resistance, in the pull to dim yourself to keep the peace. That’s your warning. Do not shrink, dim, or entertain them. Laugh at the attempts. Laugh at your own flaws. Scream with joy at your wins. Walk room's with the kind of optimism that makes even the top-dawgs squint.

I heard it said yesterday, “The oil comes with envy.” Let them envy, stare, recycle their snide remarks. It means you are anointed. No amount of side-eyes, sabotage, or subtle shade can erase the seal of The Most High on your life. You cannot be denied your birthright. That’s not optimism. That’s law. Stand on the law and the promise!

This is not the weekend to question the Divine Plan for your life it is the weekend to prove you believe in it. As an Ambassador of your Bloodline, you are the living fulfillment of promises whispered before you were born. When you stick to that plan, transformation is not just personal it is generational. What you have to do will be carried forward for generations.

So today, stand taller. Saturday, act bolder. Sunday, speak clearer. And each day, remember that opposition is often the loudest applause Heaven allows you to hear. When they applaud you don't thank them but the Highest of Highs and the spirit team you are assigned.

Your call to action is simple, live this weekend as if you have already crossed the finish line. Then watch how the path clears. I'm not stating what I heard, read, or was told. This is what I know.

Be gentle with yourself and decide today that you will no longer play by their rules. Instead, claim what is yours (via manifestation, prayer, meditation) and walk, talk, breathe like you possess your possessions. And it is so. Affirm and anchor this season with us, one few will know but all will feel, “I hold the quill that rewrites my bloodline.” Be bold, be brave, be YOU! We outside.

Love,

Lulu and The Ladies