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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 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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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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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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Enough Is Enough
The 21st letter to you. Everything feel so wrong once I feel my anxiety roars at me; my body feels wrong, my hair seems odd, my face imperfect and so on. Why is that? The only thing I could do is to sit still in silence and meditate instead of distracting myself from the anxiety. The only way out is to sit with my anxiety and feel it to release and understand why, and through letting go of the thoughts in my mind that trip me off that I could truly feel calm and peace. It’s to see the truth straight in the face instead of being afraid of meeting…
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Imperfection Perfect
The 18th letter to you. Dear, can you feel any change within you that reflects outward while the clock is ticking? With this year almost over, I feel empowered to be motivated and inspired by contemplating death that I become the ‘imperfection perfect’ human being after my stay at the buddhist monastery for 3 days. It was like finding scattered pieces of a jigsaw puzzle in my meditation and contemplation of death. The anxiety of swallowing solid food was my fear of death, and it was also because I was ignorant of how to express myself in my daily life that I become numb, paralyzed and tired. My anxiety to…
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Make the impossible possible.
The 14th letter to you. Dear beloved reader, Have you ever longed for a place far beyond this world where unconditional love is at the center of everyone’s hearts? Have you ever felt hopeless in a world with little integrity and dishonesty? Were you wanting to be in power and control your mind, becoming a sovereign being with your own choices instead of being manipulated for being sensitive and empathic? I once had this dream. Since I started junior high school, I have been wondering about these questions, and I had this urgent need to find the answer in my heart. Deep down in my soul, I knew there was…
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Self-discovery through life.
My 12th letter to you. Life is a journey with a set of different experiences. Myriad of emotions intertwined with one incident. The simplicity here is to see life as an opportunity for self-discovery. We are the visitor of this Earth, and because we have been here so long, we have made Earth our home. So it’s natural to us to live a life here in harmony with each other and Earth. Sometimes we might do things that are not so beneficial for all, and we, for some reason, have forgotten that we are one; what we do to others, we do to ourselves. Yet, despite being one, we are…
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You are me, and I am you.
My 10th love letter to my Twin Ray. Beloved, Twin RayThe ever-changing tide where waves crash to the shore makes me think of how time does change everything in this world. Time does not wait for anyone, like a ripple effect touching everyone’s life. We can neither go back to the past nor live in the future. Everything exists right now and here, as I have experienced life to be. Moments pass in the blink of an eye, yet I witness the changes within the seasons. Spring approaches where the bud is blooming, and the spring warmth caresses my cheeks. The budding of love is growing exceptionally. A soft and…
"Perhaps the butterfly is proof that you can go through a great deal of darkness and still become something beautiful."
