September 21, 2008

letter to myself

June 28, 2006
I cannot really know or understand how men are, how they work inside. I can accept and embrace them and their differences. They have an ability to disconnect, compartmentalize that most women do not, that most women would find incomprehensible. We connect emotionally to everything, especially women like me who are so sensitive, so sensory, so self-aware physically and emotionally and spiritually.

Recently I have become even more aware and able to touch surrounding energies, others and their feelings. I can feel a person even through a photograph. I can connect with a person's spirit instantly, and my instincts in this regard are quite accurate. This ability is mostly inconceivable to men. Their emotional connection lies with us. We facilitate this in them if we allow it within ourselves. This is their path to peace, love, and freedom, through our hearts.

I am K's vehicle on his journey to love and in love which defines itself as peace and freedom and contentment in his mind and heart. The journey within my own heart and more deeply my soul is crucial to his. As we walk our respective paths, they will merge the more, the more I allow myself access to my depths, my deepest, darkest secret places, my well of brimming love where my angel goddess resides. The farther I venture forth, the deeper and closer we will grow together, dance together in a love for each other so profound. It really is up to me.

This is the love dreams are made of, poets wax rhapsodic about, a few special beings have the honor and the wonderful, blissful, immeasurable delight in experiencing.

This is my dream. This will be. This is.

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