Yay! I figured it out! Thank God. Cause the torn wanting to share it all vs protecting my sacred psychic diary entries was real.

Yay! I figured it out!

Thank God. Cause the torn wanting to share it all vs protecting my sacred psychic diary entries was real. But the cops tailgating me? Yeah - I am ready to speak my truth no matter the consequences.

More on the cops soon. And yet, the grapple with using AI vs just writing for my own hearts content was also real.

I will still use AI for sure…

But for writing from my soul, for keeping my writing brain and creative thinking brain for ME - not handing to AI to think for me and come up with posts?

Yeah… that part. Use it or lose it they say and the more that youtube AI was showing me videos on how AI is programming our brain (which I knew but ignored until I couldn’t anymore) - was enough for me to want to write no matter what.

I wrote blogs daily from 2016 - it’s how I built my million dollar organic business online from scratch - DAILY blogs. It is why my website and self-help page on my website is chockers full of self-help information because I spent a few months one time building it and categorised it all because I want to HELP PEOPLE.

After the dog attack in Dec 2021 and then feeling the urgh why aren’t people reading my WHOLE blog before commenting something on facebook was real, let alone feeling like my words were getting lost down the pages of abyss after 1 day… I took it as a sign to write my first book and I did back in 2023.

But the longing, calling to express my soul on a daily basis to share the weaving of synchronicities which are signs from the Angels is real.

From writing DAILY from 2016, I got good at writing - from Soul. I love writing. I received the Non-TEE dux of my school award; aced all my English classes in high school, even though I did smoke weed everyday back then to escape life (stopped smoking in 2005 just for clarity) so yeah - writing and knowledge is for me.

That said, I am not concerned about spelling mistakes or grammar so much - I also make words up and when I am channeling messages, I definitely don’t spell check, so if you’re a controlling perfectionist that has never had a real orgasm in life or felt the depth of someone else’s heart through the universe when time stands still; picking apart little pieces like that instead of the actual soul message your heart will FEEL not controlling hate little letters making spells on a device on your hand to only get ready to keyboard warrior back without even reading properly cause you don’t have a connection to your soul and can’t FEEL - then yeah, this space is not for you.

I got so excited when I discovered and created my substack account - you mean I can write my deepest, darkest and lightest psychic daily entries from my mind, heart and soul about any topic and know that what I share is protected by a $5.55 monthly subscription - which is a BOUNDARY so that I know the people reading my inner most intuitive world - is protected by those who ACTUALLY want to be here, not just witch hunt keyboard warrior haters alert - as I sculpt and place all parts of this place we call reality to life together like the most beautifullist tapestry you’ve ever seen, with blood, sweat, tears and joy all in the space of one breath - can be read, absorbed, learnt from and given hope, inspiration, motivation and direction on their purpose via learning how to follow their intuition?

Sign. Me. Up.

When I came across substack a month or so ago I wondered when it had been all these nine years I have been online now, I realised I needed to be ready for this - but after setting it all up, getting really excited and began writing… I hit a wall.

What? How am I supposed to write from soul and then only share some of it publicly?! How on Earth do I share some and not the whole story and then expect people to pay for the rest? Wall. After wall. After wall. Damn fucking wall.

So I left it. For a week or so. And did other things. I followed Soul…#ofcourse.

Then it hit me by some magical genius that is this soul-led life.

#gotit.

Yessssssss. That is IT.

I LONG to write my inner most thoughts. When I am driving my V8 (I do a lot of driving, always have it seems) I have this flow of internal dialogue conversations with myself - that are actually blogs flowing through me - then I get home and home life takes over.. and yet, even though whilst I am in the kitchen the soul urge to drop everything and run to my laptop and just write is REAL - it is literally how I used to do it and built a million dollar business from soul doing it - are you paying attention? **got sidetracked….

This has only been the last 3 days… that I resisted that soul-led flow from the kitchen. Then the cops tailgated me and I was like FUCKKKK YOUUUUU. FINEEEEEE… I am writing from SOUL - no matter the consequences. I get it now. I WILL DO IT. DAILY.

And here we are - the beginning.

I am good at discipline, commitment and so daily it is - no matter what - there will be SOMETHING I share in here.

And the kick up the bum to share again?

I got out of a speeding fine a week or so ago because I knew what words to spell to the officer. I was simply stating TRUTH.

“Karma unto you. They call me a witch, but it is you who says the spell.” - Reality Awareness.

The words you speak are a spell.. whether you type them, write them, say them out aloud or in your mind - you are literally weaving the tapestry of life as you spell - no matter what the situation. Write your reality into existence in all that you do…

Enjoying a shopping day trip the other day with my daughter (a rare moment I tend to get with my 16 nearly 17 yr old these days and I have learnt to grab the opportunity when I can with deep presence) - and driving home pulled off a random highway exit to check my tyres because I thought I felt something - and yet, it was just my intuition showing us a shopping centre we had never been to before that had everything we wanted that we missed at the original shops we went to. Okay then - awesome, thank you so much.

Leaving… I did a u-turn legally at the lights to get on the highway and sitting at the red lights was a cop car… yeah okay I just knew..

I turned on the highway and for 50 % of the way they were following me. I knew because on a 4 lane highway they zoomed up beside my daughters window - I didn’t dare take the bait or look, my daughter did.

Then they dropped back and followed me. They went in front for a bit then again, dropped behind.

The whole time, I could feel psychically the second cop checking my record… I BET I am blacklisted from last weeks speeding fine event I thought - all that shit would be on camera record (I did look at his vest as me and AI cameras tend to have this sense that I can feel them watching me - do you ever have to cover your phone or TV up because you can FEEL it watching you? Yeah, that one - you can sense them anywhere… I digress)… they don’t really like people who know the truth of the actual law I guess.

I didn’t do it on purpose or for malice.. I was simply stating what I knew to be true and yeah, I guess it isn’t something they like.

So when I ‘heard’ their conversation psychically I decided to pull of the next exit to see if what I was picking up was true - yep, they followed me. They were just waiting for me to do one thing wrong, not indicate or something ridiculous, so I utilised my cruise control and only sat at 1km over the limit… even in the 60km zone when we got off the highway.

My daughter was like where are you going?! And I told her what they were doing… She mapped it - great, we just took a 30min extra detour - yeah, fucking great I thought, just what we felt like after a big shopping day.

Up ahead, was a huge what looked like a big Christmas present box in the middle of the road that had obviously fell off someone’s ute or something and was shattered all over the road. All the cars ahead of me slowed down to divert around it as did I and I thought - wow - if these cops are NOT following me - they will stop and pick that shit up, because it was an accident waiting to happen with cars coming the other way… I could see them slow down in my mirror, I thought, oh, they are - nup - they went around it. FFS.

It was like I psychically heard them fighting with each other - the two cops in the car - on whether to pull me over for something or not… The driver being the instigator and the passenger one not… I was sitting that 1km over the limit and saw their lights flash for a moment and then stop again - there were no other cars around, we were in a remote turn off that had bushland either side for miles to the town…

Yep. I fucking knew it - they are fighting to pull me over or not! FUCK YOU GUYS.

Lucky I am apt at my indicating and road rules. I didn’t get my licence at 17yrs old on the dot when I could for no reason and have driven across Australia and some since then… (now 41). I do a lot of driving. And me and my V8 have a special relationship for it.

Traffic lights ahead - I sped up to the speed limit to catch the green light and turned right as I did it turned orange.. the cops stuck at the light.. I watched.. fuck are they really going to run that one…????

Nope. Thank fuck. I kept watching in my rear vision mirror as I moved as far away as fast as I could away from them. Fuck. I realised I was shaking. FUCK. You fuck heads. Then I turned it on me. WHY THE FUCK - What the FUCK. OMG. They intimidated me I realised as I replayed the whole scenario in my head the rest of the way home. Fucking 30min detour I didn’t need nor want.

I was conscious to not let it ruin the good day I just had with my daughter doing something that we love together, but fuck me. What the actual. Couldn’t believe the intimidation tactics and so many stories I had heard over the years all started to fall into place like a big jigsaw puzzle piece that I am being shown something larger than life and preparing me for some thing much, much larger in the future.

Then it all came back to my blog. Because I am ready to finally speak my truth and not ever go quiet again now.

I have been scared to speak my truth lately - these last few years. It really began in 2019 when I hit peak success for the very first time in my business (and all those I loved turned against me - success has a funny way of affecting people) after 4 solid years of throwing shit at the wall and seeing what sticks as I followed soul one step at a time, one day at a time, but it was after the dog attack things really shook me and changed me and yet - the soul calling hasn’t gone away (it doesn’t leave you ever does it?! - it just get’s louder in ‘scary’ ways - like those scary visions you have - or cops tailgating and intimidating you!).

It wasn’t like ‘oh the cops made me write’ - it was more an Eagle eye view - that - the cops incident, feels like something on it’s own and bigger than ‘now’ - but then also tied into me speaking my truth.

Because standing up for my truth with the speeding fine the other week I was shaking of course - but I was sharing TRUTH. My name ain’t Reality Awareness for no reason. (Given by Spirit in Meditation to me in 2006). And I know there are bigger ‘Reality Awareness’ things coming for this world and my future and this last few years with all I have walked through alone - has prepared me for what is to come. I was born for this - but had to release all the imprints that would dismantle me in the future - gone now - for the reality of what is to come is real. You are not given a vision for your Purpose for no reason - it is given to you - because you are born for this.

After the last few years of knocks after knocks after knocks - the ego has been knocked out of me - but I also realise my ego (which I don’t have a bad connection with, unlike the spiritual community that tends to - ego - is our human self and gives our soul/spirit life here -without it - we wouldn’t be here).

My ego took some great knocks this last few years and whilst events have humbled me, I also realise I lost my voice amongst it all. The last 3 years have been me finding my voice, with more power, more clarity, more grounded truth than ever before, rather than ‘fighting' for my voice to be heard - I just speak now. And it shifts mountains.

Once could say the need to be heard or seen has been healed and now I just speak and do my thing because it is what I do - no need for validation of my wounds to be fought for anymore. I guess that is what healing does. And definitely what Trust Your Intuition (my course) does - I live what I teach. It heals your bullshit so you can live you truth, in peace and power.

**And it shifts mountains.**

Truth. Always does. No matter how much you get reprimanded for it in the beginning - people can feel when you live by it, speak by it and breath by it. It is what intimidates them - but you’re just standing without bullshit and people also gravitate to it - because it is REAL and can’t be dismantled.

Truth literally holds reality together. That’s why everything else is crumbling and collapsing in society right now and people will be turning to the Truth Healers - which is who I train.

We eventually got home and unpacked the car and I consciously made an effort to ground and shake off what had happened on the way home. I made us a nourishing dinner of red wine soaked lamb shanks with mashed potatoes and steamed asparagus that I had wine soaked the lamb the night before in preparation. Once in the oven I repotted a pot plant for the kitchen that I felt it had outgrown it’s pot and was the stop at the intuitive new shopping centre that we stopped at before the cop incident began on the way home.

I wanted to come in and write all the details right there and then - but yeah - I held off.

Because there is a beginning here on substack on actually how I have figured out how to work this baby now and I am so fucking grateful and excited.

So - this blog - is open and free - so you can see the depth, the things and the soul sharings you’ll be exposed to and more.

My next first paid blog behind the ‘paywall’ it is called (learning substack language! - no matter how long you’ve been in business or are just beginning - learn everyday - it will keep you alive, let alone young) - will be the actual first incident of the cops and the speeding fine and all the ins and outs of what happened…

Then the next - yeah two already backed up in the dam - this one is the first one out and then daily after this - thank goodness no back log in my intuitive soul anymore I can write and share and know that who is going to be here really WANTS to be here and I am grateful and excited for this.

And if no one shows up - I will still write - because this is about me, my soul and my relationship with Source.. that - is ‘how’ Purpose works.

Then the next blog is something that hit me hard yesterday and made me instantly cry when I didn’t even feel like crying, because it hit a memory I had upon waking at 4am the other morning and sent me into a memory tunnel from when I was 4 years old and put all the pieces of the puzzle together of why I get so triggered by people when they ignore me in my adult life today and it not only healed a core wound and brought memories back from my locked away in a box of my childhood self that made my entire life make sense in the space of a single breath of a moment hence the tears - it unlocked something so core that ‘solves the hole of manifestation block’ that I had been asking about recently… Ah. The Meanderings of my Soul!

Thank fuck. I. Can. Write. Again.

It feels like a breath of fresh air and like everything is right in the world again. I can express and share my heart and soul and know that I am protected in such too.

The other last piece is that I hit those walls, cause I thought I needed a pretty picture every time I blogged - and it was halting me - so I was like - why can’t I just write without photos every time?! Who wrote those damn rules anyway?! Ha. Break all the rules I say and follow soul anyway.

So for clarity: (or my own haha):

Substack: Deep meanderings of my soul (they get delivered to your inbox) - $5.55/mth cancel anytime.

Facebook: AI posts, some notes and short soul thoughts; fb psychic reading livestreams and other things that come to me to share there; reels/videos

Youtube: deep soul thoughts I want to share on video that I want to last for all of time

Instagram: Reels and other pieces I am guided to share when I do

I realised that every platform is designed for different things and I am just a fuck yes and some that I can write here and just share - for those wanting to learn their intuition and purpose via experience and daily decodings of the synchronicities of soul.

And yes - don’t worry - if you’re in my Trust Your Intuition or Life Purpose Accelerator Inner Circles, you don’t need to pay for substack - you’ll get these on your inbox daily - cause that what inner circles are for - you get everything.

Are you coming? Click here for my substack profile: https://substack.com/@realityawareness/posts

Or I am sure if you search Reality Awareness on substack, you’ll also find it there.

Here’s to Soul callings; meandering musings and keeping our human creative spirit strong, present and true.

Love, Hannah
The Life Purpose Queen 👑