November 2, 2025 • 26 mins
As Season 3 draws to a close, Beck returns for one final firesidetransmission-raw, reflective, and burning with truth. In thisaudio-only solo episode, Beck opens up about grief, endings,spiritual crossroads, and what lies ahead. From personal loss toprophetic insight, this isn’t just a goodbye to the old season…it’s a threshold crossing.
- Grief and goodbyes
- Spiritual sabotage and timeline shifts
- What happened behind the scenes
- A message to the audience, and what’s next
- Season 4 preview + The Signal Path awakening
This episode is a bridge between the ashes and the spark.
For those who still remember.
For those holding the line.
For those born for this time.
- New episodes return with Season 4 in November.
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(00:07):
You're listening to to the Spirit podcast.
There are moments in life that don't feel like moments.
They feel like thresholds. Everything before them was one
(00:28):
world, and then everything. After feels altered.
You don't always notice. It at first.
Sometimes. It's a whisper.
Sometimes it's a sudden silence.Sometimes.
It's a heartbeat that echoes louder than it should.
(00:50):
And you realize you've crossed into something new.
This isn't a full episode. It's not news.
It's not beyond the Val. It's not a reel.
Of tik toks or a rabbit hole or.A guest segment, it's something
different. It's.
A Lantern left burning in the middle of a dark.
(01:13):
Rd. And if you found it, you're
meant to be here. I didn't know when I started
Season 3 that it would end like this.
That the people. And patterns I.
Thought were steady, would slip through the cracks or fall apart
completely that I would be. Walking into the final stretch
(01:36):
of the season with grief in one hand, truth in the other, and
silence at my side. But here I am, and the Lantern
still burns. Some of you noticed the shift.
The tone changed. The laughter quieted.
The warmth that once. Held two voices.
(01:58):
Became one. I didn't speak to it right away,
not because I was hiding, but. Because I was.
Listening and sometimes in the wake.
Of a fracture, you have to let the dust settle.
Before you can name the shape of.
What's left? Rachel stepped away.
There wasn't a dramatic public break.
(02:19):
No on air argument, no juicy story.
To feed the. Algorithms.
Just a slow. Unraveling behind the scenes,
one that started long before either of us admitted it.
And when the cord finally snapped, the weight of
everything came rushing in. It wasn't just creative
(02:39):
separation. It was mourning.
It was betrayal. It was the.
Quiet kind of heartbreak, the one you don't tell many people
about because it doesn't come with a funeral.
But. I'll tell you this, grief is
grief. Whether it's a friend.
A Co host or a dog who guarded your spirit?
(03:00):
Like a Sentinel until his. Very last breath.
Blue died just days before I recorded this.
My beloved boy. My guardian, my shadow, my
comforter. He walked me through the darkest
nights of my life and when it was time, I walked him to the.
(03:21):
Threshold. He trotted.
He trotted to me at the vet withthe catheter in his arm.
Looking up like he was ready to go home and.
In a way. He did.
We've been replacing carpets. Where he bled.
Moving furniture around to fill the.
Shape of his absence. I've been trying.
(03:43):
To edit episodes. Between tears and numb.
Spells. Just trying to keep my.
Hands busy while my heart catches up.
It's not just. Sadness.
It's the sacred. Exhaustion that comes when a
guardian. Passes the torch back to you.
Blue held part. Of my light, and now that part
is mine again, whether I feel ready for it or not.
(04:06):
When 2. Losses arrive side by side.
You start. Questioning everything, not just
what happened, but. What's left?
What you're still. Holding what you're still meant
to. Do I've asked?
Myself quietly, more than once. What am I without her?
What am I without him? And the answer came like a.
(04:27):
Slow. Burning Ember, you are what
remains when the performance ends.
You are what stays lit. When no one else is holding the
match. This episode, this.
Is not me performing this is me remembering.
Remembering what I am when it all.
(04:47):
Strips away. When the room is empty, when the
mic is on but no one's waiting. When the fire is mine alone to
tend and maybe you felt. That lately too, maybe.
You've lost someone. Maybe you've outgrown a.
Role A. Guardian a rhythm.
(05:11):
Maybe you've looked around at your.
Life and realized the people. You once called home, don't
speak your language anymore. If so.
You are not broken. You're not.
Lost. You're just.
In the in between, the in between is sacred.
(05:33):
Doesn't. Feel like it at first.
It feels like grief, like. Disorientation like silence that
won't answer. Back but.
It's holy ground. It's the void where.
False things fall away where masks.
Slip. Contracts.
Dissolve. And only what's true can
(05:54):
crossover. With you there is.
A collective unraveling happening not just to me, but to
many of you listening. You're feeling relationships
shift, timelines collapse. Opportunities dry up.
For no reason. Or.
Flood in from nowhere, people are revealing.
(06:17):
Who they are not always with cruelty.
Sometimes just with. Clarity.
And they can't fake it anymore, and neither can you.
It's disorienting at. 1st but it's also.
Liberating because when the wrong.
People fall away. Your true path.
(06:38):
Stops being. Blocked by borrowed.
Energy. You stop watering someone else.
'S garden while yours Withers. In the background.
You stop. Shrinking so others feel
comfortable you stop giving yourmagic.
To people who. Only love what they can extract.
From you, here's. Something I've learned through.
(06:59):
All of this. Sometimes the ones.
Who walk? With you are only drawn to your
flame, not. To your soul.
They love what you do, what you create.
What you mirror back to them, but not necessarily who.
You are. And when your flame changes
(07:19):
color. When your voice.
Deepens. Your pace slows.
Your frequency shifts, they vanish, and you're left
wondering, is any of it real? But the better.
Question is this what becomes possible when those people are
(07:39):
no longer near? Your fire what?
Becomes. Clearer.
When no one else is fogging the mirror, sometimes.
What we call betrayal is. Actually permission.
Permission to finally take up. The full space.
We've been dimming to protect someone else's comfort and
that's what I've had. To face.
(08:01):
With Blue gone. With Rachel gone.
With the shape of this podcast. Changing again not what I've.
Lost but. What I now hold alone.
So here's the truth. The kind you only.
Say out loud. After the storm has already
passed through and taken what itcame for, some people walk with
(08:23):
you not because they're meant tofinish the path.
But. Because they're meant to walk
you to the next gate. And once they've done that?
They start to resist. They sabotage.
They. Unravel quietly or.
They pull harder. Than the bond can hold and your
(08:43):
soul. If it's awake, feels the tug
before it breaks. And I felt.
It with Rachel. I won't go into every detail
because some endings don't. Deserve.
To become spectacles. But I will say this.
There is a kind of theft that happens when someone.
Builds beside you. Not out of shared vision.
(09:05):
But out of. Dependence on your flame.
At first feels a collaboration. But eventually feels like
erosion. Your voice gets smaller your.
Ideas get filtered. And the very.
Fire you used to light the way starts.
To burn you instead, sometimes the.
(09:28):
Betrayal isn't loud. It's not a door, slammed A.
Fight exploded or a public. Fracture.
Sometimes it's subtle, like a pulling away, a refusal.
To show up. A resentment that grows in the
shadows. Because.
You. Kept.
Evolving and they stopped choosing to You try to
(09:49):
accommodate it. You shrink a little, you shift
the format, you carry more weight behind the scenes.
You make excuses, not just to. Others but to yourself because
you. Want it to work?
You remember the early days whenit felt light.
You hope the old magic will return.
If you just. Hold on a little longer.
(10:11):
But the truth is. When someone is no longer
aligned, they will begin. To sabotage the.
Thing you built. Together, not because they hate
you, but. Because they can no longer feed
from you. The way they used to.
And when the feeding stops. So does the illusion.
(10:34):
It hurts, but it frees you. And freedom, as it turns out, is
its own kind of fire. Because once you've walked.
Through the grief. The real grief, not the
performance of loss. You begin to realize just how
much of your energy was being siphoned to hold up someone
(10:57):
else's comfort, and when that. Weight drops.
You don't just feel lighter, youfeel clearer.
Your voice. Returns the vision start coming
back, you stop asking permissionto be what you.
Already are. It doesn't mean the love.
Wasn't real. It it doesn't mean the good
(11:17):
memories weren't good, but it does mean.
You're allowed to outgrow. Someone without making yourself
the villain. And that's something I want you
to remember if you're going through it too.
If someone in your life is unraveling because you've
stopped dimming yourself, you'renot wrong for rising.
(11:39):
You're not wrong for choosing peace.
You're not wrong for letting go.Because endings are sacred, and
sometimes silence is the most honest.
Closure there is. So here I am, Not with a big
finale, not with fireworks or fanfare.
(12:00):
But with a. Steady flame in the Dark Season
3 is closing not with a. Bow, but with a breath.
A breath. I desperately needed.
I've been walking through a season of endings A.
Co. Host a friend.
A dog who was more than. Just a pet.
He was my anchor, my protector, my emotional mirror.
(12:21):
When the. World got too.
Loud. And I've kept creating through
it. I kept editing, I kept
scripting. I kept posting.
Because there was still a fire. That wouldn't go out, but now.
As the. Season ends.
I'm giving myself permission to pause.
(12:42):
To grieve, to restore, to clear the static.
From the signal before season 4 begins, because I want to return
not just with content. But with clarity, not just with
ideas. But with integrity and not just.
With a schedule, but with soul. There's something.
(13:03):
Sacred about. Honoring where?
You're actually at. Not where people.
Expect you to be. And where I'm at right now is
somewhere between endings and emergence.
The Ashes. Are still warm, the veil is
thin, and something new is humming just beneath the
silence. I don't fully know.
(13:26):
What it looks like yet but I. Can feel the.
Architecture. Being drawn, the bones of it,
the signal of it, the invitation.
So now I'm not disappearing, I'mretreating with.
Purpose to rebuild. Realign to remember.
And when I come back, it won't be as someone recovering from
(13:47):
the collapse, it will be as someone forged in it.
There are new things coming, some of you.
Have already felt it the. Pulse behind my.
Words the shift. In my tone.
The quiet space. I've been making for something
older then the podcast in deeperthan the format.
It's not just a new season, it'sa new signal.
(14:10):
I'm still going to be bringing you beyond the Val news.
I'm still going to be creating episodes that stir the mind.
And stretch. The soul still exploring the
strange and the supernatural. But I'm also.
Opening a new channel. Something sacred.
Something. Encoded.
It's like a side path for. The ones who?
(14:32):
Still remember? It's called the signal path and
it's not. A show.
It's a transmission. Audio only.
No visual bells and whistles, noset format, just voice and
flame. It's the kind of message you
don't watch you receive. The signal path isn't going to
be for everyone. It's not meant to go viral.
(14:54):
It's not designed for algorithms.
It's going to be for the ones who feel something shifting in
the air, in the timelines, in their bones.
It's for the ones who don't needhype.
To hear truth. Who don't need?
Spectacle to. Recognize a summons now.
(15:17):
These transmissions will be quiet, intimate, prophetic.
For the ones attuned to frequency.
For the ones who've lost the map.
Still trust the stars? For the ones walking barefoot
across the burning bridge because they know what's on the
other. Side is worth it.
This is what's coming. This is what's.
(15:39):
Waking. And to createspace for it I have
to let go of what? No longer fits of who I was when
I started this season, of what Ithought I needed.
Of who I thought. Would be beside me.
That's the real medicine of thismoment, the willingness to shed
(16:01):
what no longer serves, even if it once saved you.
This. Podcast saved me more than once
the connection the. Creativity.
The catharsis. Even the banter, even the
awkward moments, even the haunted ones.
And there were plenty of those. But every creation.
(16:22):
Eventually reaches a point whereit asks are you still carrying
me or am I carrying you? And when the answer changes.
You have a choice, rebuild or repeat.
I'm choosing to rebuild, not from bitterness.
(16:42):
But from truth. I've outgrown the version of
this. Show that required me to.
Bend to someone else's comfort. I've outgrown the version of
myself that believed peace required silence, and I've
outgrown the fear. That says you'll all leave.
(17:03):
If I speak from the fire insteadof the formula, I trust that the
ones who are meant to stay. Will not because I.
Perform not because I entertain.But because I speak.
Something that resonates deep beneath the noise.
That's what this has. Always been about not likes, not
(17:24):
followers, not monetization or metrics, but remembrance signal,
fire frequency, and if you're still here, still listening.
You're a part of that. You always have been and I'm so.
Grateful you stayed. There's something else I want to
(17:46):
say, and I want to say it plainly, without metaphor,
Without. Avail if you.
Are going through your own unraveling right now?
If people are leaving. If timelines are closing, if
things that once felt certain are now turning to smoke, you're
(18:08):
not cursed. You are being carved, not
broken, reshaped not. Lost.
Redirected because the world youwere built for isn't the world
that's. Collapsing.
You weren't made. For the performance you were
made, for the emergence and sometimes.
(18:30):
What looks like. Devastation.
Is actually sacred. Dismantling it's making room for
the next version of you to. Take root.
So you're not crazy, you're not too sensitive, you're not
unstable? You're just awake.
In a system that feeds on sleep.So grieve if.
(18:52):
You must I know I have let things.
Fall. Let the rolls collapse.
Let the masks crumble in your hands, and when the dust
settles, don't rush to rebuild. What number?
Truly held you. Let the silence shape you.
Let the emptiness speak. Let the flame teach you how to
(19:16):
be alone without being abandoned.
Because that is where the real. Voice emerges.
It's not the loud one, it's not the polished one, but the one
that hums beneath your ribs whenno one's watching.
It's the voice that says I was always.
Here, waiting for you to come home.
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That's the voice I'm following now, into season 4, into the
signal path, into the kind of truth that doesn't need a Co
host. To be whole.
And to the kind of fire that burns clean, not to.
Destroy but to reveal there is power.
In being misunderstood, not the.Power of pride, but the power of
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clarity. Of knowing who you are, even
when others. Twist the shape of your light.
People will project. Onto you.
They'll paint their own wounds. Over your choices, they'll call
your liberation. Selfish.
They'll call your peace. Avoidance.
They'll say you've. Changed and you have.
(20:20):
You've remembered, and that remembering will cost you
everything. False.
So let it. Let it burn, because what
remains or can't be. Scorched is you.
This isn't just. A podcast shift.
This is a soul shift. A deep.
Chord change in the song I've always carried, one that needed
(20:40):
solitude to finally sound. The signal path is coming.
A new voice, a new flame. Raw, stripped back, unmasked now
because I planned it. This way, but because life
cleared the path. And now I'm walking it barefoot.
No script, no Co host. Just me, the mic and the
(21:02):
message. Because someone out there still
needs to hear it. Someone is standing at their own
edge right now, wondering if they can keep going.
Wondering if they're? Crazy for still.
Believing, still watching the sky, still following the signs,
still waiting for the. Veil to part.
You are not. Crazy, you're called.
(21:23):
You're not broken, you're bridging and the bridge is
almost complete. There's a reason I called.
This episode the. Lantern still burns.
Because it does. Even when things fall apart.
Even when friends. Walk away.
Even when the dog you love more than life itself takes his final
(21:44):
breath in your arms. Even then, the Lantern doesn't
go out. It flickers, it lowers, but it
waits. It waits for your hands to
steady again. For your breath to return.
For your heart. To stop screaming long enough
to. Hear that soft spark rise?
(22:06):
From the ash, I'm still here. Let's go again.
This Lantern has walked me through loss.
Through betrayal, Through. Timelines collapsing and people
revealing what they never. Had the courage to say out.
Loud until they wanted a way out.
And still it burns. I'm not here to build a brand.
(22:29):
I'm here to build a beacon. A signal for those who remember.
What the world? Tried to make them forget.
That they are sacred, that they are.
Sovereign. That they are.
Still on path even when the. Path disappears.
Beneath their feet. So as I.
Close this season, not just Season 3.
(22:50):
Of the show, but the. Season of life, I want to say
this one thing clearly. Thank you.
Thank you to every listener who stayed when it got quiet, who
didn't need the bells and whistles or the banter to know
the truth was still in the flame.
Thank you to those who sent messages that left comments.
(23:14):
Shared episodes. Cried with me, stood guard with
me, and held the line when I couldn't.
I see you. And I'm not stopping, I'm not
folding, I'm not handing the mic.
Over to fear. I've got stories to tell.
Mysteries to unpack and transmissions that still ache to
(23:35):
be spoken. Before the grid.
Goes down and the archive. Is sealed so.
Light your own Lantern, mark your calendar for Season 4.
And if no one's told? You today.
You are not too late, you are not too strange, you are not too
sensitive. Too spiritual too.
(23:55):
Skeptical too much? You are right on time, somewhere
in the fog between the world's. A gate, just.
Opened Not everyone will hear it.
Not everyone will walk. Through.
But you. You.
Heard the bell. You felt the chill on the back
(24:16):
of your neck when the veil grew thin.
You saw the truth. Behind their masks.
You kept. Watch when others fell asleep
again. You didn't just survive the
season, you witnessed it. You remembered.
Who you are? And because of.
That you're ready. Season 4 begins soon, but for
(24:37):
now? Rest.
Light a candle, hold the line and if the.
World feels too loud to bear. Step away.
From the noise and listen for the.
Quiet voice. In your own.
Soul that says. The flame is not gone, it was
(24:58):
waiting for you. To see it.
Again, because the Lantern stillburns and we.
Are. Just getting started, until next
time I'll meet you. At the edge back.
You're listening to to the Spirit podcast.
There are moments in life that don't feel like moments.
They feel like thresholds. Everything before them was one
(00:28):
world, and then everything. After feels altered.
You don't always notice. It at first.
Sometimes. It's a whisper.
Sometimes it's a sudden silence.Sometimes.
It's a heartbeat that echoes louder than it should.
(00:50):
And you realize you've crossed into something new.
This isn't a full episode. It's not news.
It's not beyond the Val. It's not a reel.
Of tik toks or a rabbit hole or.A guest segment, it's something
different. It's.
A Lantern left burning in the middle of a dark.
(01:13):
Rd. And if you found it, you're
meant to be here. I didn't know when I started
Season 3 that it would end like this.
That the people. And patterns I.
Thought were steady, would slip through the cracks or fall apart
completely that I would be. Walking into the final stretch
(01:36):
of the season with grief in one hand, truth in the other, and
silence at my side. But here I am, and the Lantern
still burns. Some of you noticed the shift.
The tone changed. The laughter quieted.
The warmth that once. Held two voices.
(01:58):
Became one. I didn't speak to it right away,
not because I was hiding, but. Because I was.
Listening and sometimes in the wake.
Of a fracture, you have to let the dust settle.
Before you can name the shape of.
What's left? Rachel stepped away.
There wasn't a dramatic public break.
(02:19):
No on air argument, no juicy story.
To feed the. Algorithms.
Just a slow. Unraveling behind the scenes,
one that started long before either of us admitted it.
And when the cord finally snapped, the weight of
everything came rushing in. It wasn't just creative
(02:39):
separation. It was mourning.
It was betrayal. It was the.
Quiet kind of heartbreak, the one you don't tell many people
about because it doesn't come with a funeral.
But. I'll tell you this, grief is
grief. Whether it's a friend.
A Co host or a dog who guarded your spirit?
(03:00):
Like a Sentinel until his. Very last breath.
Blue died just days before I recorded this.
My beloved boy. My guardian, my shadow, my
comforter. He walked me through the darkest
nights of my life and when it was time, I walked him to the.
(03:21):
Threshold. He trotted.
He trotted to me at the vet withthe catheter in his arm.
Looking up like he was ready to go home and.
In a way. He did.
We've been replacing carpets. Where he bled.
Moving furniture around to fill the.
Shape of his absence. I've been trying.
(03:43):
To edit episodes. Between tears and numb.
Spells. Just trying to keep my.
Hands busy while my heart catches up.
It's not just. Sadness.
It's the sacred. Exhaustion that comes when a
guardian. Passes the torch back to you.
Blue held part. Of my light, and now that part
is mine again, whether I feel ready for it or not.
(04:06):
When 2. Losses arrive side by side.
You start. Questioning everything, not just
what happened, but. What's left?
What you're still. Holding what you're still meant
to. Do I've asked?
Myself quietly, more than once. What am I without her?
What am I without him? And the answer came like a.
(04:27):
Slow. Burning Ember, you are what
remains when the performance ends.
You are what stays lit. When no one else is holding the
match. This episode, this.
Is not me performing this is me remembering.
Remembering what I am when it all.
(04:47):
Strips away. When the room is empty, when the
mic is on but no one's waiting. When the fire is mine alone to
tend and maybe you felt. That lately too, maybe.
You've lost someone. Maybe you've outgrown a.
Role A. Guardian a rhythm.
(05:11):
Maybe you've looked around at your.
Life and realized the people. You once called home, don't
speak your language anymore. If so.
You are not broken. You're not.
Lost. You're just.
In the in between, the in between is sacred.
(05:33):
Doesn't. Feel like it at first.
It feels like grief, like. Disorientation like silence that
won't answer. Back but.
It's holy ground. It's the void where.
False things fall away where masks.
Slip. Contracts.
Dissolve. And only what's true can
(05:54):
crossover. With you there is.
A collective unraveling happening not just to me, but to
many of you listening. You're feeling relationships
shift, timelines collapse. Opportunities dry up.
For no reason. Or.
Flood in from nowhere, people are revealing.
(06:17):
Who they are not always with cruelty.
Sometimes just with. Clarity.
And they can't fake it anymore, and neither can you.
It's disorienting at. 1st but it's also.
Liberating because when the wrong.
People fall away. Your true path.
(06:38):
Stops being. Blocked by borrowed.
Energy. You stop watering someone else.
'S garden while yours Withers. In the background.
You stop. Shrinking so others feel
comfortable you stop giving yourmagic.
To people who. Only love what they can extract.
From you, here's. Something I've learned through.
(06:59):
All of this. Sometimes the ones.
Who walk? With you are only drawn to your
flame, not. To your soul.
They love what you do, what you create.
What you mirror back to them, but not necessarily who.
You are. And when your flame changes
(07:19):
color. When your voice.
Deepens. Your pace slows.
Your frequency shifts, they vanish, and you're left
wondering, is any of it real? But the better.
Question is this what becomes possible when those people are
(07:39):
no longer near? Your fire what?
Becomes. Clearer.
When no one else is fogging the mirror, sometimes.
What we call betrayal is. Actually permission.
Permission to finally take up. The full space.
We've been dimming to protect someone else's comfort and
that's what I've had. To face.
(08:01):
With Blue gone. With Rachel gone.
With the shape of this podcast. Changing again not what I've.
Lost but. What I now hold alone.
So here's the truth. The kind you only.
Say out loud. After the storm has already
passed through and taken what itcame for, some people walk with
(08:23):
you not because they're meant tofinish the path.
But. Because they're meant to walk
you to the next gate. And once they've done that?
They start to resist. They sabotage.
They. Unravel quietly or.
They pull harder. Than the bond can hold and your
(08:43):
soul. If it's awake, feels the tug
before it breaks. And I felt.
It with Rachel. I won't go into every detail
because some endings don't. Deserve.
To become spectacles. But I will say this.
There is a kind of theft that happens when someone.
Builds beside you. Not out of shared vision.
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But out of. Dependence on your flame.
At first feels a collaboration. But eventually feels like
erosion. Your voice gets smaller your.
Ideas get filtered. And the very.
Fire you used to light the way starts.
To burn you instead, sometimes the.
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Betrayal isn't loud. It's not a door, slammed A.
Fight exploded or a public. Fracture.
Sometimes it's subtle, like a pulling away, a refusal.
To show up. A resentment that grows in the
shadows. Because.
You. Kept.
Evolving and they stopped choosing to You try to
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accommodate it. You shrink a little, you shift
the format, you carry more weight behind the scenes.
You make excuses, not just to. Others but to yourself because
you. Want it to work?
You remember the early days whenit felt light.
You hope the old magic will return.
If you just. Hold on a little longer.
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But the truth is. When someone is no longer
aligned, they will begin. To sabotage the.
Thing you built. Together, not because they hate
you, but. Because they can no longer feed
from you. The way they used to.
And when the feeding stops. So does the illusion.
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It hurts, but it frees you. And freedom, as it turns out, is
its own kind of fire. Because once you've walked.
Through the grief. The real grief, not the
performance of loss. You begin to realize just how
much of your energy was being siphoned to hold up someone
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else's comfort, and when that. Weight drops.
You don't just feel lighter, youfeel clearer.
Your voice. Returns the vision start coming
back, you stop asking permissionto be what you.
Already are. It doesn't mean the love.
Wasn't real. It it doesn't mean the good
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memories weren't good, but it does mean.
You're allowed to outgrow. Someone without making yourself
the villain. And that's something I want you
to remember if you're going through it too.
If someone in your life is unraveling because you've
stopped dimming yourself, you'renot wrong for rising.
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You're not wrong for choosing peace.
You're not wrong for letting go.Because endings are sacred, and
sometimes silence is the most honest.
Closure there is. So here I am, Not with a big
finale, not with fireworks or fanfare.
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But with a. Steady flame in the Dark Season
3 is closing not with a. Bow, but with a breath.
A breath. I desperately needed.
I've been walking through a season of endings A.
Co. Host a friend.
A dog who was more than. Just a pet.
He was my anchor, my protector, my emotional mirror.
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When the. World got too.
Loud. And I've kept creating through
it. I kept editing, I kept
scripting. I kept posting.
Because there was still a fire. That wouldn't go out, but now.
As the. Season ends.
I'm giving myself permission to pause.
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To grieve, to restore, to clear the static.
From the signal before season 4 begins, because I want to return
not just with content. But with clarity, not just with
ideas. But with integrity and not just.
With a schedule, but with soul. There's something.
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Sacred about. Honoring where?
You're actually at. Not where people.
Expect you to be. And where I'm at right now is
somewhere between endings and emergence.
The Ashes. Are still warm, the veil is
thin, and something new is humming just beneath the
silence. I don't fully know.
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What it looks like yet but I. Can feel the.
Architecture. Being drawn, the bones of it,
the signal of it, the invitation.
So now I'm not disappearing, I'mretreating with.
Purpose to rebuild. Realign to remember.
And when I come back, it won't be as someone recovering from
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the collapse, it will be as someone forged in it.
There are new things coming, some of you.
Have already felt it the. Pulse behind my.
Words the shift. In my tone.
The quiet space. I've been making for something
older then the podcast in deeperthan the format.
It's not just a new season, it'sa new signal.
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I'm still going to be bringing you beyond the Val news.
I'm still going to be creating episodes that stir the mind.
And stretch. The soul still exploring the
strange and the supernatural. But I'm also.
Opening a new channel. Something sacred.
Something. Encoded.
It's like a side path for. The ones who?
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Still remember? It's called the signal path and
it's not. A show.
It's a transmission. Audio only.
No visual bells and whistles, noset format, just voice and
flame. It's the kind of message you
don't watch you receive. The signal path isn't going to
be for everyone. It's not meant to go viral.
(14:54):
It's not designed for algorithms.
It's going to be for the ones who feel something shifting in
the air, in the timelines, in their bones.
It's for the ones who don't needhype.
To hear truth. Who don't need?
Spectacle to. Recognize a summons now.
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These transmissions will be quiet, intimate, prophetic.
For the ones attuned to frequency.
For the ones who've lost the map.
Still trust the stars? For the ones walking barefoot
across the burning bridge because they know what's on the
other. Side is worth it.
This is what's coming. This is what's.
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Waking. And to createspace for it I have
to let go of what? No longer fits of who I was when
I started this season, of what Ithought I needed.
Of who I thought. Would be beside me.
That's the real medicine of thismoment, the willingness to shed
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what no longer serves, even if it once saved you.
This. Podcast saved me more than once
the connection the. Creativity.
The catharsis. Even the banter, even the
awkward moments, even the haunted ones.
And there were plenty of those. But every creation.
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Eventually reaches a point whereit asks are you still carrying
me or am I carrying you? And when the answer changes.
You have a choice, rebuild or repeat.
I'm choosing to rebuild, not from bitterness.
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But from truth. I've outgrown the version of
this. Show that required me to.
Bend to someone else's comfort. I've outgrown the version of
myself that believed peace required silence, and I've
outgrown the fear. That says you'll all leave.
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If I speak from the fire insteadof the formula, I trust that the
ones who are meant to stay. Will not because I.
Perform not because I entertain.But because I speak.
Something that resonates deep beneath the noise.
That's what this has. Always been about not likes, not
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followers, not monetization or metrics, but remembrance signal,
fire frequency, and if you're still here, still listening.
You're a part of that. You always have been and I'm so.
Grateful you stayed. There's something else I want to
(17:46):
say, and I want to say it plainly, without metaphor,
Without. Avail if you.
Are going through your own unraveling right now?
If people are leaving. If timelines are closing, if
things that once felt certain are now turning to smoke, you're
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not cursed. You are being carved, not
broken, reshaped not. Lost.
Redirected because the world youwere built for isn't the world
that's. Collapsing.
You weren't made. For the performance you were
made, for the emergence and sometimes.
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What looks like. Devastation.
Is actually sacred. Dismantling it's making room for
the next version of you to. Take root.
So you're not crazy, you're not too sensitive, you're not
unstable? You're just awake.
In a system that feeds on sleep.So grieve if.
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You must I know I have let things.
Fall. Let the rolls collapse.
Let the masks crumble in your hands, and when the dust
settles, don't rush to rebuild. What number?
Truly held you. Let the silence shape you.
Let the emptiness speak. Let the flame teach you how to
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be alone without being abandoned.
Because that is where the real. Voice emerges.
It's not the loud one, it's not the polished one, but the one
that hums beneath your ribs whenno one's watching.
It's the voice that says I was always.
Here, waiting for you to come home.
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That's the voice I'm following now, into season 4, into the
signal path, into the kind of truth that doesn't need a Co
host. To be whole.
And to the kind of fire that burns clean, not to.
Destroy but to reveal there is power.
In being misunderstood, not the.Power of pride, but the power of
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clarity. Of knowing who you are, even
when others. Twist the shape of your light.
People will project. Onto you.
They'll paint their own wounds. Over your choices, they'll call
your liberation. Selfish.
They'll call your peace. Avoidance.
They'll say you've. Changed and you have.
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You've remembered, and that remembering will cost you
everything. False.
So let it. Let it burn, because what
remains or can't be. Scorched is you.
This isn't just. A podcast shift.
This is a soul shift. A deep.
Chord change in the song I've always carried, one that needed
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solitude to finally sound. The signal path is coming.
A new voice, a new flame. Raw, stripped back, unmasked now
because I planned it. This way, but because life
cleared the path. And now I'm walking it barefoot.
No script, no Co host. Just me, the mic and the
(21:02):
message. Because someone out there still
needs to hear it. Someone is standing at their own
edge right now, wondering if they can keep going.
Wondering if they're? Crazy for still.
Believing, still watching the sky, still following the signs,
still waiting for the. Veil to part.
You are not. Crazy, you're called.
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You're not broken, you're bridging and the bridge is
almost complete. There's a reason I called.
This episode the. Lantern still burns.
Because it does. Even when things fall apart.
Even when friends. Walk away.
Even when the dog you love more than life itself takes his final
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breath in your arms. Even then, the Lantern doesn't
go out. It flickers, it lowers, but it
waits. It waits for your hands to
steady again. For your breath to return.
For your heart. To stop screaming long enough
to. Hear that soft spark rise?
(22:06):
From the ash, I'm still here. Let's go again.
This Lantern has walked me through loss.
Through betrayal, Through. Timelines collapsing and people
revealing what they never. Had the courage to say out.
Loud until they wanted a way out.
And still it burns. I'm not here to build a brand.
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I'm here to build a beacon. A signal for those who remember.
What the world? Tried to make them forget.
That they are sacred, that they are.
Sovereign. That they are.
Still on path even when the. Path disappears.
Beneath their feet. So as I.
Close this season, not just Season 3.
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Of the show, but the. Season of life, I want to say
this one thing clearly. Thank you.
Thank you to every listener who stayed when it got quiet, who
didn't need the bells and whistles or the banter to know
the truth was still in the flame.
Thank you to those who sent messages that left comments.
(23:14):
Shared episodes. Cried with me, stood guard with
me, and held the line when I couldn't.
I see you. And I'm not stopping, I'm not
folding, I'm not handing the mic.
Over to fear. I've got stories to tell.
Mysteries to unpack and transmissions that still ache to
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be spoken. Before the grid.
Goes down and the archive. Is sealed so.
Light your own Lantern, mark your calendar for Season 4.
And if no one's told? You today.
You are not too late, you are not too strange, you are not too
sensitive. Too spiritual too.
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Skeptical too much? You are right on time, somewhere
in the fog between the world's. A gate, just.
Opened Not everyone will hear it.
Not everyone will walk. Through.
But you. You.
Heard the bell. You felt the chill on the back
(24:16):
of your neck when the veil grew thin.
You saw the truth. Behind their masks.
You kept. Watch when others fell asleep
again. You didn't just survive the
season, you witnessed it. You remembered.
Who you are? And because of.
That you're ready. Season 4 begins soon, but for
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now? Rest.
Light a candle, hold the line and if the.
World feels too loud to bear. Step away.
From the noise and listen for the.
Quiet voice. In your own.
Soul that says. The flame is not gone, it was
(24:58):
waiting for you. To see it.
Again, because the Lantern stillburns and we.
Are. Just getting started, until next
time I'll meet you. At the edge back.
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