Souuuuuuuuuuuuuuuul Mates

"People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so out of control that you have to transform your life…"

-Elizabeth Gilbert

I AM...

(x3)

I AM DIVINE LIGHT.
I make manifest great Love and Peace.

I AM DIVINE WILL.
I make manifest inner strength.

I AM DIVINE KNOWING.
I make manifest gratitude.

I AM DIVINE LOVE.
I make manifest oneness with the Universe.


THANK YOU

AND SO IT IS!

I Love How...

I love how it's been like eons since I last wrote...and I've managed to keep all my 22 followers!

Thanks for sticking it out with me guys! Some day, when I'm a superstar and have like 4 million followers like Kanye West...I'll know who's really down with me just cuz I'm me....and not cuz I'm famous.
It's like you guys are the friends I had before I became rich.


Anyway, enough about that.

Over the past however long (a couple years at least), I've been gradually disconnecting from "the outside world" and reconnecting with my innerverse.
Rediscovering Me...and learning a lot about the woman I'm becoming. And she's wonderful!!
Honestly, I had no idea I had such an amazing creature dwelling within.

It's funny how our perceptions of ourselves are so clouded and convoluted by what we think & feel about other peoples opinions about us. Who we should be...what we should do...how we should behave...how we should live. We take what they say about us to heart and toss and turn about it, all the while, they're just as lost and confused as we are!

It took some lots of years for me to figure that out. It took me the same amount of lots of years to free mySelf from the energetic kung-fu grip of all that I am not and that which was keeping me from seeing my own beauty [inside and out].

I can say that I'm happy that I've finally pulled that plug, allowing that false-self image to die. Letting go of what I thought I should be, do or say...and deciding who I want to be...and being it!

It's a lifelong process that's never really complete, that I understand completely [even though it's difficult sometimes]. I know there's more to it that I could even imagine, but I can say that I'm happy with the direction I'm headed.

♡.
me

Life Learning...

“ After awhile you learn the subtle difference

Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,

And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning

And company doesn’t mean security,

And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts

And presents aren’t promises,

And you begin to accept your defeats

With your head up and your eyes open,

And learn to build all your roads

On today because tomorrow’s ground

Is too uncertain for plans, and futures have

A way of falling down in mid-flight.

After awhile you learn that even sunshine

Burns if you get too much.

So you plant your own garden and decorate

Your own soul, instead of waiting

For someone to bring you flowers.

And you learn that you really can endure…
that you really are strong

And you really do have worth.

And you learn and learn.. .

With every goodbye you learn."

— Veronica Shoffstall

Believing In The Impossible.

Believing in the impossible is where your dreams flourish.
Believing in the impossible allows for all things to be possible.

Believing in the impossible you can fly.
Believing in the impossible you don't have to die.

Believing in the impossible you have the freedom to live.
Believing in the impossible you have the willingness to give.

Believing in the impossible dreams become real.
Believe in the impossible by how you feel.

Believe in the impossible.

Believe in the impossible
...and all things become possible.

all things become possible.
all things become possible.



☆ theGoldenChild ☆

Mining The Moment...

Mining the moment for something that feels good, something to appreciate, something to savor, something to take in, that's what your moments are about. They're not about justifying your existence. It's justified. You exist. It's not about proving your worthiness. It's done. You're worthy. It's not about achieving success. You never get it done. It's about "How much can this moment deliver to me?" And some of you like them fast, some of you like them slow. No one's taking score. You get to choose. The only measurement is between my desire and my allowing. And your emotions tell you everything about that.

--- Abraham

Spring Cleaning...[!]

It's obvious that I haven't written in a while...so I won't mention it.

Alors !
[I'm SO becoming French...and LOVING it !]
Today begins the purging of old shit to allow for the new.

Yes...

Spring Cleaning !!

Since I've been in Paris, I've accumulated a lot of stuff.
New stuff.
Which means, it's time for some of the old stuff to go. Not only physically...cuz my bags are as heavy as an elephant with a brick on it's back...but, also energetically.

A few days ago, [March 20th, the first day of Spring, to be exact] I made a visit to the cemetery in Bagneux [a suburb of Paris, where I'm currently staying]. I went with the intention to lay to rest my old self and my old feelings and beliefs in order to allow the new & improved Me to flourish.

It was quite an experience, let me tell you. The energy in this cemetery was like none other I've ever encountered before. It was eerily magical. [Aside from the fact I literally realized a night dream I had about this experience...far out, man. Faaaaar out!!]

The ritual was simple and intuitive. Before I left the house, I dressed in all black, smoked a bowl, prepared my eulogy, and set off on my bike and headed for the cemetery. When I made my way thru the entrance, I felt the energy shift...I entered a vortex, an alternate universe. All I can say is, "Wow".
From that point forward, I just followed my intuition and allowed it to guide me along the empty roads to the plot where I would bury "the Old Me".

**sidebar**
Let me just say, that I WISH I could've had a video camera installed in my brain, my eyes as the lens, and recorded the whole scenario, thoughts and feelings included, for all of you to see and experience. It was un truc de ouf ["a crazy thing"], vraiment...wowsers.

After the burial, laying to rest all that no longer served me & my higher purpose, I created a "headstone" out of bits of earth I collected from the site. A plot marker, just for me. As I headed out of the cemetery, I came across a trash bin with some very alive plants thrown inside. I reached in the bin and pulled out two of the little bushes, put them in the basket of my bike and headed for the "door".

I entered the cemetery to bury the dead, and exited with new life [and a HUGE smile].

Happy Spring, everyone !!

I Love you.