Desensitised (Part 1)

Part 1 — How Humanity Forgot to Feel

Tracing the soul’s numbness through media, memory, and modernity.

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Prologue

There are shadows we’re aware of but choose not to step into.

Humming quietly at the edges of consciousness—wars, governments, systems, and stories written by hands we can’t see.

For years, I kept my distance.

I told myself my work was in the light: in healing, ancestry, energy—the invisible threads that hold us together.

But the universe doesn’t let you ignore the syllabus of your own evolution.

Lately it’s been loud—persistent even—whispering, you can’t heal what you won’t look at.

And that whisper turned into a roar the night I watched a series I almost skipped.

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The Download

Monster.

I expected a dark story and little more. Instead, I got a mirror.

Somewhere between the flickering scenes, I realised the horror wasn’t only about one man’s crimes—it was about what those crimes brought to us.

Ed Gein shocked the world, but what followed was the birth of an entire genre: Psycho. Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Silence of the Lambs.

At first, audiences screamed and fainted. Then they queued for more.

The grotesque became glamour. Horror evolved from something we feared into something we consumed.

That was the seed of desensitisation.

Each generation learned to flinch a little less. Each shock became easier to swallow. What started on a cinema reel began pulsing through collective energy—normalising discomfort, teaching the nervous system to hold more pain without release.

I paused between episodes and felt it—an ache across timelines.

My guides were insistent: This is how it happens. This is how you teach a species not to feel.

And just like that, dots connected—

Aside from the fear narrative that has held humanity in its controlling grip for generations through mainstream media, wars began to broadcast like entertainment, headlines engineered for adrenaline, even memes that turn tragedy into trend.

Every repetition rewires empathy.

A population that can watch anything can eventually accept anything. Within that, the pattern becomes relentless—amplifying with every cycle.

The Virgo in me analysed the pattern.

The Libra in me wanted to rebalance it.

Together they said: feel this fully.

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The Anatomy of Numbness

Desensitisation didn’t start with social media; it simply found its amplifier there.

Back then, it was theatre and radio. Then film. Then television.

Now it’s the handheld altar of the algorithm.

The collective nervous system scrolls for dopamine hits while quietly forgetting what natural joy feels like.

We mistake stimulation for connection, outrage for passion, adrenaline for awareness.

And yet beneath it all, the soul still longs to feel.

When I zoomed out astrologically, it made sense.

Pluto—the planet of transformation—has been tearing through Capricorn, dismantling authority structures.

Saturn drills lessons about responsibility.

Neptune’s fog in Pisces blurs every line between illusion and truth, asking: can you stay compassionate without drowning?

No wonder the world feels confused. We’re detoxing centuries of conditioning.

> What we call desensitisation might actually be the withdrawal symptoms of awakening.

The collective can’t leap from numbness to enlightenment without first passing through discomfort.

I began noticing the micro patterns: the way I’d mutter “that’s awful” and keep scrolling; the way a stranger’s pain barely registered unless it mirrored my own.

My Cancer rising—the part that feels everything—had been armoured by necessity.

But armour also blocks light.

So I stopped pretending I was above it.

I let the news sting. I let the heaviness in, then asked what it was teaching.

The message was always the same: Feel. Then transmute.

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The Spiritual Mechanics of Shock

Energy doesn’t disappear; it re-routes.

When millions of people experience fear simultaneously—through a film, a crisis, or a feed—that energy has to land somewhere.

It embeds itself in the collective field until a new being comes along to process it.

That’s why ancestral healing is never just personal.

We’re metabolising the un-felt emotions of history.

The wars our grandparents survived still echo in our nervous systems.

The headlines our parents consumed shaped our emotional thresholds.

We inherited their coping mechanisms: disbelief, distraction, detachment.

But we also inherited the tools to heal them.

Every time one of us chooses to feel—to cry over a stranger’s story instead of numbing out—we help the whole grid remember.

Empathy is contagious too.

I started realising that my own work as a lightworker wasn’t about avoiding the dark; it was about holding a candle steady enough to illuminate it without becoming it.

That’s the true meaning of shadow work: not obsession with the void, but intimacy with it.

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The Cosmic Context

There’s always a bigger rhythm.

Aquarian energy has been building for years, pushing us toward collective consciousness and digital everything.

Libra season, where balance meets truth, reminds us that justice begins with awareness.

And my Virgo Moon keeps whispering: purity isn’t about perfection—it’s about presence.

We’re living through the spiritual equivalent of shock therapy.

Old systems are collapsing; new frequencies are wiring in.

The body can’t process that much data and remain soft without practice.

So the universe trains us through small exposures—news cycles, global dramas, personal triggers—until our hearts become strong enough to stay open inside chaos.

That’s what evolution looks like in real time.

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The Personal Mirror Begins

And just as I was starting to integrate all of this intellectually, life—as always—decided to get personal.

Because the universe doesn’t teach only through headlines; it sends flesh-and-blood reminders.

Around that time, someone new entered my orbit.

He didn’t float in on incense smoke or spiritual hashtags.

He arrived through conversation—grounded, pragmatic, steady.

We talked about things I usually avoid: economics, markets, the tangible side of value.

Spirit had been nudging me for months about understanding the new flow of energy—what we call currency, how it’s shifting, how investing in the future is more than numbers.

I’d brushed it off. Then this mirror appeared, speaking that very language with ease.

I noticed the divine humour of it.

The universe knows what grabs my attention: love potential.

So it wrapped the lesson in that package.

He spoke of global systems and history, of how decisions made decades ago ripple into now.

Normally, I’d tune out at the first mention of politics or war. This time, I didn’t. Something in me pricked up its ears.

Even when I declared, “It’s not real—it’s all a show,” he didn’t flinch.

He just smiled and said, “I haven’t seen you get fired up yet.”

Within that safety, I realised how long I’d been dismissing entire layers of human experience.

I could suddenly feel the weight of history—how every policy, every conflict, every headline had contributed to shaping collective consciousness.

It wasn’t about believing the narrative; it was about acknowledging its energetic imprint.

That’s when I knew Part 2 of this story was forming.

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Bridge to Part 2 — Remembering How to Feel Again

This first half of the journey was about observation: noticing the architecture of numbness and tracing how it infiltrated the collective and the self.

The next half—the one still unfolding—is about re-sensitising: about what happens when you let love, presence, and grounded conversation bring you back into your body.

> Because awakening isn’t floating away from the world. It’s feeling everything it contains and still choosing softness.

We can’t rewrite history, but we can change the vibration we carry forward from it.

And that begins, as always, with awareness.

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To be continued…

Part 2 — Remembering How to Feel Again coming soon.

Amor & magic always,

Rhianna ✨