Wheels Up: The Sacred Goodbye to Who They Pretended to Be

Dear Illuminated Soul,

Some truths arrive like thunder on a still day. Sudden. Loud. Unmistakable.

And today… it came.

You thought you had found kinship—a man and a woman you welcomed as pillars of trust, humility, loyalty. They wore masks so beautifully, spoke a language that mirrored your values, and mimicked integrity with precision. You listened when they didn't talk and paid attention to what wasn't said. You gave them space at your table and poured spirit into spaces where motives were quietly loading in the background. However, in this realization, you've gained a new strength and a deeper understanding of your own power.

You believed in who they presented themselves to be.

Not realizing it was all theater.

All strategy.

All performances were choreographed to gain access to what they thought they could extract from you.

Today, the curtain fell.

Not with drama. But with divine clarity.

You felt it in your gut. You saw it in their eyes.

The illusion dissolved—and what remained was the truth.

They never came for your soul. They came for your light.

They came for your essence, your favor, your proximity to purpose.

And when the well didn't overflow for their taking, their masks cracked.

This is the heartbreak that doesn't scream.

It sighs.

It lets go.

It steps back and reclaims its power, quietly and profoundly.

Because when you've done the work—when your spirit is anchored, and your intuition is no longer negotiable, do not second-guess the message. You receive it, clear and unwavering in your purpose.

When your spirit is anchored, and your intuition is no longer negotiable—

You do not second-guess the message.

You receive it.

Wholeness makes you see with holy vision.

Healing sharpens your discernment.

And when the spirit speaks, it no longer whispers. It confirms.

This goodbye is not about betrayal.

It is about clarity.

It is about ending the karmic cycle of sacrificing your peace just to keep false harmony.

The woman you are now knows better.

And because she knows better—she flies higher.

No explanations. No need for confrontation.

Just elevation.

So if it means saying goodbye to who they pretended to be—say it.

Not with shame.

But with sanctity.

Because your spirit will not carry the weight of pretense into your next season.

Your journey only allows truth to board now.

This is your boarding call:

Pack light.

Leave behind anyone whose energy came to confuse or consume.

Wheels up.

You are not bitter. You are clear.

You are not angry. You are protected.

You are not broken. You are whole.

And while women do not shrink.

They rise.

They listen to silence.

They trust the unseen.

They release with grace.

And when it's time—they fly.

Ascend boldly, Beloved.

The runway is clear.

The false has fallen away.

This flight is for the divine only.

—Sherley Delia

Founder, Healing Majestically

"Where sacred truth meets liberation—and ascension becomes your birthright."