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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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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,…
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The Expansion of The Heart-
The 38th letter to you. Live, so you can feel the expansion of the heart when you actually are in love. To live is not just breathing only. To live is to feel the heart expand, and it’s the expansion of your senses. That your taste food better, hear the note of each melody like windchime or bell ringing Kling-Klang in unison with your beloved within. Whatever you would call that beloved, your twin flame or your twin ray or just a romantic soul mate. But life, as I want to call it, is when you be yourself, wholly, without fear what others might think about you. There are colors…
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Speak Your Mind.
The 35th letter to you. It’s time to speak up your mind and be the leader of your life. You can contribute to the world by being true to yourself and not back down for anything less than unconditional love. I do understand that you might fear not to tell the truth or face the truth and see it for what it is. As we are going through a process to evolve and develop our abilities, we may find it hard to stand up and speak our mind, and it’s ok, but know that you will be guided by your soul to be more authentic and true to yourself. Our…
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Tears & An Unknown Future
Post from the past 14. Tears stained my heart and cleansed my soul. I can’t hold onto something that wasn’t meant for me. By holding to tight I hurt myself, I love so hard with all my wants and needs, but in the end, my wants and needs strangle me and I become taciturn. I bend to the wind and breathe through the frost. The one I love doesn’t love me. The curse of being alone hadn’t yet broken or lifted. It bound me in a loop where I chase for gold at the end of the rainbow. Wherefore am I like this? I hope, but it was only wishful…
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The Understanding of Our Lives
The 34th letter to you. Do you understand that when darkness falls upon the world, I weigh the pros and cons of keeping myself going? Keeping on living in a world where people only see in black and white. Do you understand my worries and fears of being held in bondage within bars where I have the key to the prison of my mind, but don’t know how to use it? Do you understand I don’t want to be intoxicated with vodka and whiskey because I am fearful of losing control of my consciousness? Do you understand that I breathe just because it’s something my heart yearns for, and not…
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Traveling Through The Night.
The 33rd letter to you. The mornings are to those busy bee leaving for work, while the nights are for those who are like owls sitting on the branch observing the world. There’s nothing wrong with the morning when the sunrise is coming above the horizon, it just that for the thinkers they daydream while “asleep” with bloodshot eyes; they fondly love the silence of the night too much to go to sleep early. I am one of those who occasionally have insomnia and couldn’t go to bed with a chaotic mind; full of thoughts and ideas and even if I sleep early my Muse will pull me up at…
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Illuminated
Post from the past 12. I daydream with eyes open, seeing the future before me with a handful of memories from the past. Dim the light for tonight, because I have invited the moon and stars through my window, they are loyal to the very end of each night hearing my lament in their presence. I count the days, but time keeps slipping through my fingers like sand in an hourglass. Dim the light for tonight, so the moonlight could seep through the curtains and sing me a lullaby, a song so familiar that my heart falls at ease. For each season, a new hope is born. Just like when…
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There’s No Separation.
Post from the past 11. After the ending of my search for romance, I feel a sudden need to embrace the world of illusion. I fold out my arms and embrace our separation and feel you are closer to me than you have ever been. I realized I could live with a smile even if I’m alone. If my world seems to crumble and fall apart, it’s because it was made out of false substance, but the separateness for once felt more like a kaleidoscope full of colors and images. I’m standing at the end of the bridge and behind me is a sun that shines so ever bright that…
"Perhaps the butterfly is proof that you can go through a great deal of darkness and still become something beautiful."
