Web Design and Operations
By KatNBoots138

July 13, 2021

 

I gotta tell you guys about this crazy-ass session I just had. I’ve had some really good ones the past few days—and yeah, all my sessions are fucking cool—but this one?

Holy. Be. Jesus.

So we start talking, and she says, “Hey Kat, I’ve been following you since you did the contract removal thing for POC creators.”

And I’m like, Oh shit, that was a while ago!

She goes, “Yeah, I’ve said a lot of the phrases over the years, but I haven’t been able to feel them.”

So I’m like, Alright, let’s work through it. Let’s see what’s up.

I always come at this with the mindset that: If I feel it and you don’t? That’s okay. If you feel it and I don’t? Still okay. If neither of us feel it? Then there’s a deeper issue.

So we start with the usual—removing contracts, removing darkness, adding the light. And guess what? We can’t feel shit. Neither of us.

I try adding my healing energy. Still nothing. But earlier in the call, she had mentioned some stuff about exes—and when she said that, I felt it in my heart. Like something was there… but incomplete. Missing. I told her I felt that, and then mentally set it aside.

Now, back to the stuck session. I’m like, Okay… hold up. My 12-year-old’s downstairs. Let me see if she has any insight.

So I go downstairs—door closed, she’s got headphones in, she’s in virtual school. She has no idea what I’m doing.

I go, “Cade, this is happening, this is happening, this is happening…” She looks up and says: “She’s missing.” I’m like, Her heart, right? She goes: “Her whole torso.” I’m like—Her whole fucking torso’s missing?! Cade’s like, “Yeah.” And I go, Should I just go get it and bring it back? Cade goes: “It’s not that easy.” I’m like, Of course it’s not that fucking easy. She says, “Nothing ever is.” 😂

So I take this client into a past life to figure out where the hell her torso is.

At this point I’m expecting Frankenstein shit, maybe a jar with a spine in it, I don’t even know.

And then… we land in this cabin. Client is male in this life. He doesn’t live in the cabin. He’s visiting a woman who does. And I get this snap of recognition and I’m like— Oh my god. She goes, “What?” And I say, “I’m not gonna tell you yet. I want you to see it first. I’ll tell you afterward.”

And y’all… We were in the freaking Edgar Allan Poe story The Tell-Tale Heart. Like… the heart buried under the floorboards?? That one.

In all my years doing this work, I’ve come across Red Riding Hood, Alice in Wonderland, Snow White… Because those aren’t just stories—they’re rooted in dimensional memory. But this was the first time I’ve ever encountered an Edgar Allan Poe reality.

And get this— She was the killer. She was the woman murdered. She was the soul stuck under the floorboards. She was all three.

It was an oversoul fragmentation and karmic loop. Her whole torso—her power center, emotional system, heart, solar plexus—was trapped in a traumatic loop from a past dimension.

So we had to: Remove the darkness from him. Remove the darkness from her. Remove it from the trapped spirit. And return all parts of the soul to the rightful vessels. It was a whole process.

After we did all that, we could finally feel again. Still integrating—but yeah, there was movement. Things were returning to their rightful places.

And here’s the kicker: She was a karmic partner with herself. She had literally murdered part of herself in another life.

And the partners she’s been with in this life? They were reenactments of that dynamic. Not as extreme—but definitely mirroring.

Like… girl. That session was crazy. I had to share it. Because it’s one of those that reminds you just how deep this shit really goes.