Reclamation 🤩💯❤️

AUGUST 2025 CLOSING MESSAGE
Collective Energy Recap by Rebecca James

(I couldn’t close August without posting this message. I couldn’t make it into a video as my brain is fried, so I’m sharing it here instead. I’m taking a little break, but I’ll post about eclipse season soon.)

This was the month everything caught up with us. August didn’t just arrive. It collapsed. It roared in like a storm. And landed in our bones like truth we weren’t ready for, but had no choice but to hold.

We didn’t walk through a Lions Gate. We got torn through it. Atom by atom. Timeline by timeline. Every part of ourselves we had delayed, denied, or dissociated from came flooding back in. Unavoidable. Undeniable. Unfiltered.

2025 has already broken us open in ways no one can explain. It’s taken our roles. Our masks. Our relationships. Our idea of control. And stripped them to the bone. But August asked: now that the old is gone… what will you carry forward?

This month, the collective met the threshold of true choice. Not spiritual theory. Not bypass. But soul-level clarity. What stays. What dies. What we become, when we stop trying to survive, and start choosing truth.

You may have felt the chaos. The collapse. The void. The burn. The ache of a thousand selves shedding at once. Not because something went wrong, but because your soul is catching up with your body, and your body is trying to catch up with your light.

This was a collective cracking. Of timelines. Of nervous systems. Of belief systems. Of illusions that had run their course. We didn’t just purge trauma. We remembered why we came.

Lions Gate was not a portal of peace. It was a soul checkpoint. One you couldn’t bypass. One that restructured your DNA and forced you to face the mirror without the story.

And from that silence, something ancient returned. Not a guide. Not a saviour. Not a new version of you. But the part that’s been here all along, waiting for the noise to stop.

Your soul root. The blueprint beneath the burnout. The truth beneath the trauma. It woke up. And now there’s no unseeing it.

August wasn’t a transformation. It was a reclamation. The remembrance of what can’t be destroyed. The clarity that cannot be gaslit. The sovereignty that cannot be faked.

So if you feel strange right now, disconnected, blurry, unsure where to land, it’s not regression. It’s recalibration.

You’re between identities. Between timelines. Between the life you thought you wanted and the one your soul always knew was coming.

This is the real New Year. The one we crawled toward. The one we bled for. The one we didn’t ask for, but secretly knew would come.

So rest if you need to. Roar if you must. But know this: you’re not broken. You’re rebuilt. You’re not lost. You’re reset. You’re not late. You’re right on time.

The portal is still open. But we are no longer waiting. We are here. We are changed. We are the ones who made it. And nothing will ever be the same again.

Now we enter September. The dust won’t settle, but the truth will.

This is a month of reorientation. Of putting pieces back differently. Of choosing again, not from trauma, not from fear, but from alignment.

The Full Moon on September 7/8 will expose what’s still hiding. It will rise like a spotlight on everything we’re still pretending not to see.

It’s not a punishment. It’s a preparation. Because eclipse season is coming. And with it: quantum course correction.

This is your time to stabilise the new template. To stay soft in your sovereignty. To say no when you mean no. To stop leaking light to what no longer honours you.

The path ahead isn’t smooth. But it’s true. And truth holds. So hold it with both hands.

And remember: this year brought you back. It stripped you. It stretched you. It took the stories, the masks, the lifelines you didn’t even realise you were still clinging to.

But it didn’t break you. It revealed you. The real you. The you that exists beneath identity. The you that doesn’t need fixing, performing, or proving. The you that remembers.

You’ve reached the point in the journey where survival is no longer the goal. Sovereignty is.

This is not your ending. This is your return. To truth. To trust. To your undeniable, unshakeable self.

You don’t have to explain how you got here. You just have to own it now. The world is changing. And so are you. But your soul? Your soul has never been clearer. Welcome back.

Love always, Rebecca. ♥️