Compass-Key

11/20/2025

“Pattern Intercept”
Part 7: The finale

A riddle to think about…
With the Hearts Mother
Left for us to discover
What grows in the womb of a word
Feeding it with thoughts
That become perceived and misheard
Has the power to rearrange the pure

This story is not just about romantic situations;
Its about generations
Left untouched
Locking these lines out of expansion
By demanding
Withstanding
A past that did not work
A line filled with hurt

This is about relationships of all kinds
Friendships, Families, Marriages , the stranger on the street
The homeless person just asking to eat
Bound to the bind of repeating Patterns

But Mostly it’s about
the relationship we have within ourselves
That affects everything else
Needing to remember emotions are fleeting
Wait for the silence
That’s the meeting
of truth
That lives in you

I guess I should add
This too is for all those keeping score,
Holding on to the past from before.

Take this forward:

If you are told you are loved,
That does not matter.
If you are shown that you are loved,
You’ll see it in the pattern.

you’ll repeat
the pattern of thinking
Without thinking
Of what its bringing
Or what its depleting

I feel lucky to have
seen this for what it is

Through the encompassing noise
I was shown
And convicted

Known are specifics

That if I hold myself
In the thoughts of another’s afflictions
And
The ways that they’re leading,
I better be sure
They won’t lead me to a war
Within myself.

I sat with that
For a long while,
Trying to understand
What was on file…

I was given a vision,
An incision,

Always asking Questions

As I continue Questioning
Even the questions
Is this division?
Or a collision?
Two into one,
From three by the three.

It’s safe to explore
Just a little more
If I just pay attention
to intentions,
Mine
And yours.

The interception
Will follow.

You’ll save yourself a lot of failed tomorrows
By letting go of yesterday,
Or all you will do is
Live in your pain,

So let’s avoid all that
And hold on to this:

Anything that has happened or ever will happen
Will reveal to you the discretion.
Shown to you
By way of
The lesson.

Your mission is to confront it
Then it becomes a gift

That gift will be
Knowing
That what is showing
This lesson……
Is the blessing.

Contrary to popular belief
Blessings never come in the form of the material;
They come in the form of the spiritual.
By the fruit of the seed

The riddle continues through observation…..
Creating something new
By what took hold
From what was old

Another vision…..
Abundance forms while
Wading in the water.
Being cleansed
While staying afloat

And it showed me
In hindsight
Who I AM
Soulful
Creative
Innovative
A visionary
Of what this world could be
If we just stopped to think about
What we think about
As we ask ourselves
How did this even come about?

As I was filled with gratitude
Taking the avenue
Of swimming to the top
Of this endless sea.
While creatively
Searching
For what is working
And what must go

So I could see…
How to break out of it
To get back my sight,

Showing you and I both…..

That we are not the burden
We are the version
Of what it looks like
When you don’t give up the fight.
Endure until the end

I don’t want this anymore.
To hide for someone else to implore their insecurities onto my authenticity

I was born with an optimistic mentality
Its hard for some to grasp

Even when I’ve suffered tragedies,
That’s how I know it can’t be taken from me
My Faith is ingrained in me
It wasnt wven taught to me
It lived in me
Until I found it.
Always knowing
Peace Is coming after defeat

I guess if that’s the case
How could i have ever been defeated in the first place?
Maybe it’s just a case of Grace

I realize if I have to become something else
For someone else to accept me,
I’m walking out that door
Thats what the pattern was for
That’s why the Most High
Gave us a path to explore.

So from now on…
I’ll keep my eye on the prize.
Because Now I realize
That for me
SURPRISE:
I am the prize.
Living inside if me
With a heart that cant be tainted
Even when its been tainted
I refuse to stay in it
I look for a way out
So I dont bleed onto others
My own self doubts discovered

Know this:
As you purify your thoughts

All is well
That ends well.

When you break the pattern,
You break the spell.

Compass-Key
Rachel Adams

11/19/2025

“Pattern Intercept”
Part 6:

Flight? What do you mean FLIGHT?

No fight?
No freeze?

I’ve gotten so use to
Tucking away my speech….

Let me share with you
what was shared with me

This Loving creator with an
ultimate power
Sat me right down in that hour
Gave me a shower
Washed me clean

With new eyes of Clarity

This was the
Plethora of ALL of these
Pattern Interceptions

A Pleroma
Revealing silently

The connection

Making sure I connect it
So I will no longer be connected
to the pattern.

Take Heed
This is how reality of division begins

This Interception was for me
But it’s for you too
That’s how it works
We all put in the work
We all created the urge
To scale ourselves
Above or below another

Compass-Key
Rachel Adams

Look out fir Part 7- coming back tonight to end The end of this series

11/18/2025

“Pattern Intercept”
Part:5

There it was another ephiphany
To explore

That it turns out….
Nobody wins in a War

There’s only casualties
Multiplying casualties

What affects me
Has an effect on you

What affects you
Has an effect on me

This is True
Through and through

To the next one,
And the next one,
And the one after that
Because it lives in our Blood

How do you like that as a fact?

But wait…..
How do I even reconcile with that?

When at War
There’s a silence of a laugh
Put your game face on
And hide that laugh in the back

Shrink a little……
Until your joy is employed as an enemy

If you haven’t figured it out by now….
I’ll give you a little clue
X3

The enemy is the entity

The entity is what feeds

Takes away reciprocity

It’s a hungry little Devil

And it feeds on the animosity

Expanding the thoughts turning us against eachother

By projecting them on to one another

The thoughts that convince us
it is the other

If we let that hook us in,
Then how will we learn?
The other is us
Taking our turn
Just like it’s them

When there’s not a boundary
In sight
No room to take flight
It’s Weighing heavily
I’m Losing my might

Convincing me
I may have lost this fight
That these thoughts must be mine

But still…..

I knew they weren’t ……

Maybe thats why it hurt
I knew in my heart of hearts

We weren’t put here
To feel this sad
To hurt this bad

I knew
That my inner nature
Felt like truth
You’re supposed to let me be me
And I let you be you

No control here
There’s supposed to be freedom
A liberation from fear

We were supposed to help
One another do it
To remove it
These Pattern’s

Awww…. Ok…. I see …. I see….
A little more
Of the innerstanding
Revealing to me

Bit by bit
Piece by piece

These Breadcrumbs
Turned out to be
The trail
That was leading me
Slow and steady
Back to me

Showing me
In a way that wont let me miss it
In a way I can FINALLY GET IT

I understood more than I thought

Misery loves company

If I really stopped
and thought
about that
I would have understood this earlier

Two’s company
Make three a crowd

If no one wants to say it
I’ll be the one that says it out loud

We need a little help!
To get out of this loop.
I have all the proof
Of what this is
And its not what it should be

If I know anything
I know its not me

Upon that realization
and a little invitation
From my tiny voice

Just As the loud one
Tried to remind me
I lost my voice
Told me it would be of no use
I was their Muse
I was the food

I stumbled upon a back door
I didn’t even know I had found it

I let out a silent prayer
It had no choice
But to fall from me
From this heart I weeped
Tears streaming down my cheek

I saw…..
It was living pain made of water
Bundled in so tight
It couldn’t help but Falter

As these tears fell
Locked in my cell

It became an incense

Calling the Most High
Who was hearing my cry

Watching my fight
Seeing my light
Letting me know
It’s time to take FLIGHT

Rachel Adams
Compass-Key

Up next
Part :6

11/17/2025

“Pattern Intercept”
Part 4:

Ok…ok….ok….
I became frozen

From fighting for so long,
It had depleted this vessel.
It hid what was special.

While being forced to sit,
To look at it
To be with myself,
Without the emotional help
Of anyone else

This forced became a force,

Forcing me to be all:
Three
Respectfully,
Mentally,
Collectively.

Connecting the dots:
MIND,
BODY,
SPIRIT.

Now…
I see it

Now…..
I hear it

Now…
Now I feel it.

I’m beginning to thaw out
With each thought out.
Once it revealed itself,
For what it was
I saw it for the truth.

You + me = you = me x3
Me + you = me = you x3.

So, naturally I knew
This paticular pattern in me
Is through.
Making another pattern new

Spreading these invisible wings
To fly out of this box
Of imprinted thoughts,

These expectations of “things”
That baggage brings
Of these past betrayals.

All I got from those thoughts
was put into a BOX,
And it locked me in!

It became an enemy
When I thought it was my friend

Until it turned into a voice
Louder than my own
Convinced me I had no choice
It became a home

I became ao angry
I let these betrayals seep in
I started betraying myself
I was no longer my friend

By cowering when I should have stood,
I became even more terrified
That these fears inside
Had caught up with me for good…

And as that thread of this revelation
Unraveled
I realized that
All that did
Was bring me to this Pattern

I saw that too
Just when I thought I knew

I realized I still did not know a thing

And the only way I could know a thing
Is by observing

So……
Of Course
I kept the observation going
It led me to another question,
or was it the knowing?

Is this an inversion?

It feels like the version of this dispersion was outside of me

Pretending to be my friend
ONCE AGAIN
But since I’ve seen it before
I knew all it wanted was another way in

I thought I got away

I also thought
Has it been in my mind lately?

All I ever tried to do was face me?
Not you!
Was I at war with myself?
Or was myself at war with me?

Compass-Key
Rachel Adams

Part 5 coming soon

11/16/2025

“Pattern Intercept”
Part 3:

Oh Here it is!

The lock
Right next to the key

Its been RIGHT here
Inside of ME

The Patterns

I seem to be absolutely
flabbergasted

At these realization’s
That I have done everything I can
not to face them…….

These Patterns

That built a home inside of me
They’ve been here
Squatting discreetly
In the recesses of my mind

This is when ……
I saw that I do everything different
Backwards
Afterwards

Upon further innerscape observations
Was the FIGHT of these conversations

Am I who they want me to be?
Why AM I living to please
those who can never be pleased?
Or am I going to stop being ashamed of me?
just because they can’t see
Who I really BE

These Patterns
Asking these questions
Continuously reflecting ……
Well……
Thats how I became Frozen
In the first place

Compass-Key
Rachel Adams





Stay tuned for Part 4

11/16/2025

“Pattern Intercept”
Part 2:

You keep saying you support me
with no expression,

You taught me
the only way
To prove my love for you

Is if I break myself apart
and split into two

I began to realize
That’what it has always been

Even before him

The Patterns

All these lies covered up the truth,
Of what I already knew

The Patterns

Fight

Flight

Or

Freeze

I got so exhausted
I guess I chose freeze

The Patterns

I understood
Exactly what was taking place
While Frozen in that place
Because …..

Now it feel’s hard to move
Without you
Telling me if Im approved.

I started asking myself
After all this time
As I play rewind
Where was the value for me?
That I gave to you.
I guess I just assumed it was symbiotic

Until I saw it was a poisoned toxin

My body is furious
( even though I refused to see it)
I began to feel it

I start to become a little more curious
About the connection
Asking these questions

The Epiphany
Of this entity
That seems to be
Following me
And
It just hit me like a ton of bricks
Right in the stomach

I just exposed what was unbecoming
This thing that lurks
Waiting behind my joy
With a lip curled up smirk

It saw that I saw it

Tryed even harder to destroy my worth
Tried harder to pretend it wasn’t what It was

Continuing to hide behind those eyes
Poking out at just the right time
Trying to remind me
That it keeps finding me
The moment I’m on the edge of
Becoming free

Kicking this chair
Out from under me

Compass-Key
Rachel Adams

Stay Tuned for Part 3

11/14/2025

“Pattern Intercept”
Part 1:

I can wonder what this is,
Locked in with another who won’t let me live.

Tells me I’m too sensitive
To question it.

If that ain’t the age-old adage
I’ve heard a thousand times,
trapped in that presence
A generational line.

A frequency fence
Stifling my essence.
With a tone of oppression

Reflections of love
But only when you’re in line
Of a control
That seeks to expose
They don’t want you
To be anything more

Damned that I can’t see it’s killing my spirit,

Sucking this light from me.
How’d you even get near it?

I must admit
It’s genius
isn’t it?

Got me fighting me for you
Through the subtlety of excuse,
Shaming me into believing
That what I’m needing
IS deceiving and bleeding lies
Of my own mind.

Compass-Key
Rachel Adams

11/14/2025

11/13/2025

“Behind The Truth of the Truth”

Truth: Peaking behind the curtains
Waiting on you to unearth it

Somewhere along the way
you begin to understand.
You’re uncomfortable
Because of what your Truth Demands!
You spent far to long placing
This truth in another’s hands

The Truth will set you free
The Truth won’t let me be
Until I accept whats
Living in me

Revealing to me
what it really means
The defeat
Of repeat

The truth
will never heal you based on a lie

It’s only
Forcing you to dig deeper inside

Uncovering an answer I’ve been reluctant to see

What it looks like to just be

Who I am
Unapologetically

I’ll fly with these wings

Compass-Key
Rachel Adams

11/12/2025

There’s an elegance to truth
In comes waves of proof
A calm diligence in View
A realm beyond belief
Where creation takes place
By thoughts we think

Don’t scroll away your time
It will be added towards your demise
Compass-Key
Rachel Adams

11/07/2025

Hard to believe
We live in a place

Where….

We let homeless humans
Sleep outside of buildings
Filled with empty vacant spaces
Outside empty vacant faces

Wondering why a society
Complies
To propriety
Of morality
Fueled with Invalidity

Hearts tainted
Faces painted
False aiming

Imprinted pains
Recede
Resend
Contend

Genetically
Phonetically
Receptively

Deceptively
Eclectically
Contextually

This is you
This is me
This is a creation
Of society

I hope some day
We get it together
If only to
Teach our kids,
How to love and accept
Each other better

For every unique difference
On this strange train
The weird world
Life’s Endeavor
Compass-Key
Rachel Adams

News Flash:
We can encourage each other. Help each other. There’s enough for everyone to help the next one just by not being an absolute do**he canoe. Treating others with respect and helping those who need the help. Do unto others.

I know ….I know
“Kumbaya“
Thats me , Rachel Adams
A big fat optimist
And no that does not make me naive 😘

11/07/2025

Don’t swallow this anymore.
This clench in the pit of my stomach
is not confusion.
It’s clarity.
It’s the part of me that’s done
begging to be understood
by all that won’t listen
unless I’m bleeding tears.
Word to the wise:
Don’t contort yourself
to fit a version of you
That’s only comfortable for another. Do not betray your mind, body, and spirit just to belong to someone else’s silence.