Poem: Destined Path

Golden is the light that encompasses my very being, unveiling the profound truth of my destined path. This journey seals wounds of generations past—a sacred duty stitched into the very fabric of one’s soul. I stand bare and unguarded; the chains dissolve, slipping from my fingertips like the softest sand, transforming into precious jewels. No longer bound by indecision, I ascend beyond the shadows, guided by ancestral codes. My lineage, once tangled in thorns, now flourishes with intent, mending history with a celebration of love.

Message from Spirit | Pouring from an empty cup.

General Message | If this message resonates with you, it is meant for you. 💕

Dear one, it is time to shift your focus and make yourself more of a priority. Just as you gift love, dedication, and selflessness to others, it is equally important to give that same amount of energy to yourself.

Your well-being and happiness hold great significance. Embrace this, that you too deserve love, care, and attention. Allow yourself to prioritize your own needs, for in doing so, you will radiate even greater love and light into the world. Remember, nurturing your own soul is an essential part of your spiritual journey.

Morning Walk

The air was warm, carrying the perfumes of wild flowers and the scent of damp soil from last night's rain. They filled my being, serving as a reminder of my existence in this very moment of time and space. I stood there on the sidewalk, with not a person in sight, eyes closed, simply absorbing the energy that surrounded me. I could feel it swirling around, permeating my skin and filling the pores with a deep sense of gratitude and reverence—a tribute to who I am and my presence in this exquisite moment.

Beneath the Smile

A tiny blue jay flew upon my window ledge as I stood and watched the rain beginning to fall. I noticed pieces of straw in its claws. This little blue jay was looking for a safe place to build a nest. "Was my ledge of window to be her safe haven to build a nest?" I thought to myself, getting excited.

Days passed, and she never came back. My little ledge was but a place to rest in the rain. I loved knowing that, but I couldn't help but feel saddened too. It made me wonder why I was feeling what I was feeling. One could say I am not enjoying the moment, the experience of this little bird landing on my windowsill to pause from the rain. But it's within these moments that sometimes help bring awareness to the parts of ourselves needing a little extra love and attention, and often healing.

In that moment, I realized that I had been longing for a connection, for a deeper sense of belonging and safety, which is intrinsic to our human experience. It has been true for me. As someone who has moved to a new city where time has seemed to have stopped and speed up all at once, divorced, and become an empty nester, I have come to understand that loneliness is not merely the absence of company, but rather the absence of feeling truly seen and understood, as well as the desire to love and be loved.

It is in those moments, like the little blue jay, that we wish for someone to find solace and choose to build their nest near us, to make us their safe haven, feeling safe ourselves, that we glimpse at the impact we can have on each other's lives, speaking in metaphors here. We wish to create a space of mutual trust and acceptance, where we can find refuge and nurture our dreams together. I believe it is one of the most rewarding and fulfilling roles we can embrace on our spiritual journey.

Just as the little bird's absence revealed the depths of my longing, it also reminded me of the immense joy and purpose that come from being a source of warmth and security for others. It also reminded me that combating loneliness and fostering deep and meaningful connections takes time and effort and that it's important to be patient and kind to ourselves in the process.