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Rest And Reset.
The 28th letter to you. The moment I open my eyes to the dawn of light I have figured out that I am not here to fit in. It’s strange that I feel more normal than ordinary people do. Within me, I hold a sacred knowledge of how to be a peaceful and loving being. I am a sage which no one knows of, and it’s probably for the best that no one seeks me out, because I am weary at the moment. My bones are cold, and my veins bubbled with exhaustion. I am tired of the transmuting. That’s what I do, but people don’t know that. I am…
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The Warmth of Someone Who Can Cherish Her.
The 27th letter to you. She doesn´t have to tell me her stories to let me know what she has been through; we are not different from one another; she has feelings, and I have that too. I love to spend my time in her presence. I used to tell her how rare the moments are once we´re alone together with no interruption from the outside world. It´s a privilege and should be enjoyed by the most. When she is off guard, I would steal a glance and lock myself into her gaze, and I could see what is hidden there behind those mysterious eyes. Shhs, don´t tell her! She…
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The Butterfly Effect Of The Little Seraph
The 17th love letter to my, Twin Ray. When we are standing on each corner of our world, gazing up at the same night sky, I hope you are weaving a brand new reality for yourself in your dream state and with a desire to take a leap of faith. And to once and for all drop the small petty voice inside your mind. The voice which tells you how weak you are and that you are not worthy of the love I am giving you. That such things as peace and love don’t exist on planet Earth, then remember that I, your sacred divine feminine counterpart is willing to…
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The Longing of The Seraphim.
The 16th love letter to my, Twin Ray. I am not stranded on an Island without a single soul in sight, and of course, that would not be the purpose of me being here. So even though I am living in my own reality, I still have a feeling of longing. It’s nothing to fear because it’s just my soul silently longing to be touch by your unique embrace and unique way of love. You are the one whom I want to share that romantic fluffy-up-on-the-cloud love with. I am longing for you. But what can I do? I can’t deny this feeling, let alone lie to myself, and still,…
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Alive.
The 26th letter to you. My heart leaps, galloping in ecstasy because it found meaning in beating. Even how arduous this journey seems to be, the struggling of climbing mountains or swimming oceans, it’s still worth it. For each step, I come closer to my inner-self, and once I am in harmony with myself, I come closer to you. There is a profoundly meaning for the heart to pump blood and beating ceaselessly; I’m alive. And now, you think being alive is just something we do, but actually, it’s the beingness. Being. Being in love makes me do all kind of things. Every doing stem from that. So be and feel the…
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Your Shine.
The 15th love letter to my, Twin Ray. Your beauty is exquisite, like a painting which I don’t get tired of looking. With you I am never bored, there are so much in your mind I want to explore, and I marvel at how you can wake up to another morning and make the world better for your loved ones. The nearest way to touch you now is through my words, and the closest way for you to see me is through these sentences. Look closely, I have changed, and it was all because of you. You turned my world upside down, and fortunately, all these changes have made me…
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Goodbye.
Post from the past 7. Memories threads through a red string attached to my little finger, along with the line I found it was knotted loosely around your foot, so loose that I barely felt that you have long ago walked away. I have fallen so many times for the wrong person, so many times that I wished you would be the last; however, I never expected that you weren’t the one for me. I have come to realize, I’m not right for you, and to hear the sound of your footsteps walking away from me is saddening, but what I also know is that life moves on. The red…
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A Sigh, And a Breath.
The 25th letter to you. Once upon a time when I was full of energy and motivation to engage and contribute to this world, I was delight and happy to be able to share my happiness and inspiration with people around me, but after taking the medicine daily my motivation dwindle over time. However I am not too sad or disappointed in myself for the changes that comes with medication, but it still a real struggle for me to engage in reality without slipping back to my own world. I lament at how medicine could numb me so much that everyday feels like a battle, but maybe this is a…
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Keep Going.
The 24th letter to you. So, what is the meaning of my existence? I ponder long and hard, yet I still find the mind fascinating to be able to hold so many thoughts and ideas. It’s like a vast expanse of blue sky with no boundaries. Where do I start and where does it end? I have such high expectations of myself that healing becomes a task, as if the goal I set needs to be achieved overnight. The fact that changes happen over time is far beyond my expectation, as if the world would collapse if I couldn’t see the results I want immediately, what a pipe dream. Of…
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Fountain of Love
Post from the past 6. Somewhere I belong to the desert land, anywhere else I can’t find the thirst to understand what love is. Because love is like water, it’s so rare in the desert that it makes me more grateful when I finally find the fountain within myself. If I lost myself and my heart, I’ll not bow down and feel defeated but stay strong and keep the faith. Look at the sky; many clouds could go awry in a blink of an eye, make raindrops fall slowly down the earth, but still, the sky stay the same. Who can be sure of what tomorrow might bring, and who…
"Perhaps the butterfly is proof that you can go through a great deal of darkness and still become something beautiful."
