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Goodbye Fear! Welcome Unconditional Love.
Post from the past 19. Beloved Lucifera, I am so excited now because I want to deliver a shocking news to you so that you can tell your other self, Lucifer; I am head over heel in love with myself. I don’t have any desire to make anyone mine, or the thoughts of having a sacred intimate partner are no longer necessary for me to continue my journey here on Mother Earth. I am free as a bird, and there’s nothing to hold me back from being the love that Grandpa purposely asked me to come here to be. And the love I possess is unconditional. You think your minions…
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I Am Unburdened.
The 40th letter to you. The ending of something old is in truth just a beginning of something new. I have never experienced unconditional love. No one has ever loved me that way before, but somehow I can love unconditional without thinking of the outcome. The outcome is not necessary as I thought. I always think that once you have romance gesture towards someone, and once you declare your love, you might be approved or rejected. But I understand now that neither approval or rejection has to be the outcome. For once I have open my heart and soul, and just love for the sake of love I don’t need…
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Divine Father! For Once In My Life, You Showed Up.
Post from the past 18. Beloved, Divine Father. For once did I feel the comfort in talking to you. I have never had a fatherly figure and never did I think I should have one, but when you took the first step in communicating with me telepathically, I could feel your love and the way you approach me was out of concern for my well-being. You showed me how to be a real lady with a touch of the divine masculine. The way to love another woman is through the sensuality of the heart and a firm act of the mind. I have never been in love this way before,…
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Preparing For Departure.
The 22nd love letter to my, Twin Ray. If you want me or not, I am still the same. For how long shall I bear the tormenting of waiting? Because I am racing through time to catch up with my divine self, and I can’t shrink back and act as if nothing is wrong. But even so, I am responding lovingly. I don’t have any hope for closure, and I desire to stay in love. Love is essential for my well-being. Sometimes I yearn for an embrace that can warm my soul, but I save intimacy later for someone who is willing to open up their feelings for me genuinely.…
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Just Deeply In Love.
The 21st love letter to my, Twin Ray. I don’t know. You have chosen what you have chosen. You don’t need to explain yourself or make excuses. I don’t hope for anything and certainly not promises that you can’t keep. I have wait for your answers, but you are like a quiet mouse roaming around my mind with a voice that murmured through the night. I dance not to the rain, but to a raging storm inside my heart. I lack nothing that’s why I desire nothing to myself. At times I wish you could open yourself up for me, but you are like a bud that needs time to…
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The Magic Weaver.
Post from the past 17. I write and write the night away, while other empty the bottle of wine, I empty my sorrows. Sadness drip like rain in the autumn night. Every song sings the tale of my longing, but with each note, I am dreaming away the frantic search for your heart. Heartbeats and long breath keep me alive. I fondly love the night because of the mystery of the blinking stars, and it’s like they talked to me about wisdom and magic. I breathe deeply and hold my breath before releasing the emotion of envy. I envy those who could see you every day while I have to…
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Because You Care.
Post from the past 16. I am awake tonight and smoke my lungs black. The distress of a chaotic world with no hope to survive the morning has made me want to kill myself slowly. Cigarettes and coffee are the remedies for my hopeless dream of fairy tale and romance. They both are the dark promises of death. I die a little tonight, and my life shortened many moments of hours. I have to laugh because the pack of cigarettes says “Smoke kills.” If smoke kills then why am I still breathing? Do I wish to die or have I abandon living? I live, and I die each moment of…
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I Am Pleased.
The 20th love letter to my, Twin Ray. For each passing day, I am still in love, for each passing day I am still breathing. I mourn for our goodbye, and I wait for our hello with a future I can’t behold. Without you who am I then? Without you, I am nothing but pain and aches. You have a life without me, and I am living a life without you. I mourn in sorrow because my longing has stormed into my moments of life. Yes, every moment I live, I remember you with hope and dreams of a future where our heart will beat as one again. But would…
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I Live Like Art.
Post from the past 15. I am a poet, and I write life as if it was words that spilled out of my lungs, no, not the heart, because with lungs I can breathe poems and lyrics, with heart I can sing the joy of writing. I have with time an understanding for how people are unconsciously living their life. So time does speed up for some and snailing steadily forward for another. But after all, they could at least breathe, but probably it’s easier said than done because they have befriended stress like a pet and could not snail and rejuvenate in the time that pace slowly towards the…
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Be Loving.
The 39th letter to you. Laughter and love bubble inside me like a laugh of a child. I am not childish, but childlike. I mature through time, and I always look for the light. I am stargazing at night, and I stare the sun straight into the eyes. I am not fearful because life is too short to skimmed through it and shiver with fear. Why is there a need to fear unless I am afraid of death? I don’t worry about the end because life just begin and I am reborn, but I would not seek danger to feel the adrenaline. There’s the joy of life when you love,…
"Perhaps the butterfly is proof that you can go through a great deal of darkness and still become something beautiful."
