Is your life really yours? As a soul healer, I’d argue, not really—unless you know who you truly are.

Spiritual contracts are agreements your soul made before birth, bringing people and challenges into your life for growth. Most people don’t even know they’re living them, confusing survival for destiny.

Destiny is real. It’s your soul’s blueprint. It’s how you play your role. But if you’re only living in your body and mind, you’ll miss the bigger picture. Freedom comes when you realize there’s no contract, no attachment—just the purity of existence.

These contracts aren’t mystical. They’re emotional debts. You took on things that weren’t yours. You swallowed truths you couldn’t speak. It shows up in your body, your relationships, your sleep. You said yes when you should’ve said no—not out of kindness, but survival. That’s the contract.

Psychology calls it trauma bonding or learned behavior. But where does all that stuff go? Spiritual contracts aren’t just in your head; they shape how you move through life.

4D is where all the unresolved stuff piles up. It’s where your spiritual contracts live. It’s why bad trips happen—not because of the substance, but because of all the crap you never dealt with. In 4D, your brain’s on constant alert, keeping you stuck in survival mode.

People call it spiritual interference—entities, ghosts, attachments. But most of that is you. Unprocessed parts of you feeding off your darkness. Until you face it, it feeds on you. Religion calls it the devil. Psychology calls it the unconscious. Either way, it’s yours.

Spiritual contracts can hijack entire spiritual systems. Some lightworkers are channeling their own trauma, masked as divine guidance. They’re avoiding their own work.

4D isn’t the truth. It’s a holding zone that distorts love and light into drama and control. Compassion doesn’t belong here. It gets twisted by fear, redirected by pain.

You don’t transcend 4D by running from it. You move through it by facing it head-on. You end the contracts. You stop carrying what’s not yours.

The ghosts aren’t out there. They’re parts of you that you abandoned. Stop running loops. Take back what’s yours. That’s where freedom begins—not by avoiding 4D, but by walking through it.

Or you can be like the wise woman who once packed her things, said, “This fucked-up shit will not be my story,” and left—never looking back. It’s a conscious decision to stop identifying with what is not yours but agreed to carry on.

And that’s how you grow. And that’s how the soul—and even the spirit—grows.