Messages from Shaltazar Raising Your Trigger Threshold Greetings dear ones,
We are Shaltazar,
The Gavishpaninu,
The Energy of 33,
The Master Teacher,
And the Energy of 44,
The Master Healer.
We wish to speak to you of a quiet inner alchemy,
One that gently reshapes how you meet life moment by moment.
It is the raising of your trigger threshold,
The sacred widening of the space between stimulus and response.
This threshold is not a wall of defense nor a mask of indifference.
It is the gentle,
Rooted steadiness of a soul that has learned to breathe through life's ripples instead of being carried by them.
And at this time in human history,
When collective fear is high,
Tempers quicken,
And hearts grow weary,
This inner work becomes not only personal healing,
But a gift of compassion offered to a world in distress.
You know those moments when someone's careless words send you spiraling,
Or when another's agitation spills into your field and your energy collapses under the weight of it.
These moments reveal not your weakness,
But the places within you still carrying more heaviness than you were meant to hold.
When your heart is overburdened,
Even a small disturbance feels like a storm.
But when you create space through breath,
Curiosity,
And compassion,
The same disturbance softens,
Dissolves,
Or passes without taking root.
Triggers,
Dear ones,
Are not enemies.
They are invitations,
Messengers illuminating where tenderness still lives.
Old wounds,
Inherited beliefs,
Forgotten griefs,
And subtle fears quietly shape your reactions.
Avoid this inner work,
And the world appears harsh and unforgiving.
Turn toward it,
And the world becomes a mirror reflecting opportunities to soften and awaken.
The intention is not to eliminate triggers,
But to raise your threshold so that what once destabilized you now meets a steadier,
Wiser presence.
Healing comes in layers,
Not leaps.
And remember,
Dear ones,
Your trigger threshold is a living,
Breathing thing.
It will ebb and flow with your energy,
Your rest,
Your health,
And the unseen tides of the world around you.
There will be days when you feel spacious and steady.
And days when a small disturbance feels sharp again.
This is not regression.
It is simply the rhythm of being human.
Focus on the direction,
Not the momentary dip.
A lowered threshold after poor sleep,
Illness,
Emotional strain,
Or even the pull of the moon does not erase your progress.
Each time you return to awareness,
Each time you choose compassion over critique,
You strengthen the pathway of healing anew.
You are unraveling generations of conditioning,
Silence passed down through families,
Perfectionism woven into childhood,
Self-doubt absorbed before language formed.
These patterns entered you slowly.
They unwind the same way.
Yet,
With conscious attention and tenderness,
They can dissolve far more swiftly than they once accumulated.
A theme may return again and again,
But notice how each return is softened.
What once pierced now only grazes.
What once froze you now grants enough space to find your voice.
This is transformation,
Your threshold rising quietly and faithfully.
Within every difficult encounter lies a holy pause,
A breath,
A softening of the shoulders,
A moment in which your entire future shifts.
Before the old story rushes in,
I must defend myself.
No one hears me.
This always happens.
Ask,
What would love say that still honors me?
Love may speak through silence,
Through a gentle boundary,
Or through stepping out of the storm altogether.
The pause is not passivity,
It is mastery.
It is the moment you reclaim your personal power instead of surrendering it to old wounds.
And you will not always find the pause in the moment.
Sometimes the reaction comes first.
This is not failure.
It is simply the nervous system doing what it knows.
When this happens,
Healing continues through the sacred art of reflection.
After an emotional spike or painful exchange,
Return to yourself with tenderness.
What emotion rose first?
Where did it land in the body?
What story wrapped around it?
What need went unmet?
What truth did I silence?
What wiser response wished to emerge?
Write what you discover.
Sit with it.
Breathe until it softens.
Practice the response you wish you had embodied so the body may recognize it next time.
Over time,
The nervous system learns it is safe to choose differently.
This is how thresholds rise,
Not through force,
But through patient understanding.
Simple practices support this unfolding.
Journaling honestly,
Placing a hand on the heart with a slow exhale.
Walking to move stagnant energy.
Humming to settle the vagus nerve.
Tapping gently over the chest.
Visualizing a boundary of light.
Whispering reassurance to the child within who still fears being unseen.
These humble rituals turn reactivity into wisdom.
As you do this work,
Tend to your vibration with kindness.
The mind is skilled at replaying old hurts,
Keeping them alive long after the moment has passed.
Instead,
Rehearse the life you choose.
Walk through your day in imagination and bless each scene with peace,
Clarity,
And steadiness.
When you change how you regard your life,
Your life begins to change in return.
Perspective reshapes reality.
And remember,
Dear ones,
You are not here to absorb the storms of others.
If agitation spills into your field,
You may witness it without carrying it home.
You are not a sponge.
You are a lighthouse.
Strong,
Steady,
Offering illumination without losing your ground.
When you falter,
Meet yourself with tenderness.
Say,
That stirred something in me and I am learning.
Ownership infused with compassion turns pain into insight.
Dear ones,
Your rising trigger threshold does not make you rigid.
It makes you open without being undone.
It allows you to remain present with others' emotions without drowning in them.
It softens conflict before it ignites.
It brings clarity to conversations once clouded by fear.
It turns defensiveness into dialogue and volatility into understanding.
And as you transform,
Humanity transforms with you.
Your steadiness becomes a calming influence in anxious households.
Your grounded presence shifts the energy of workplaces.
Your ability to listen without collapsing helps others feel seen.
Your capacity to hold space without absorbing pain becomes a quiet miracle.
One anchored heart can calm a room.
Many anchored hearts can calm your world.
We bring you this message from a place of love.
Our love for you is everlasting and unconditional.
