🌷 Luckiest Girl in the World

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I am both humbled & gratified that I have re-discovered my childhood dream to write, write, and write even more. Writing is, days, my oxygen & I don’t know who I am when I don’t write. I don’t intend to stop anytime, either. But most importantly, I, on a daily basis, muster with all the strength that I have, to try inhabit this sacred body of mine as much as I can. This implies being firmly grounded with both feet on Mother Earth. In doing so, I look up at Father Heaven knowingly that 

I am the luckiest girl in the world to get to experience magic & witness miracles right before my eyes. Because, when embarking this mesmerizing and most magical journey two years ago, I have come to understand what my soul is all about. I have, as it happens, this aged & saged soul that stubbornly keeps communicating with me in various forms, keeps sending divine interventions from the spiritual world to Mother Earth, just to keep me intrigued enough to go explore whatever it is that my creative self has in store for me. 

I also have also come across such beautiful human experiences in unlocked & hidden doors, stumbled upon treasure chests after treasure chest, finding keys that hold the most precious and divine truths that my being never heard of, knew of, grasped or even understood. Also, I intuitively comprehend that there is still so much for me to do during my remaining years here on Mother Earth. There is so much left for me to learn not only about untold truths but how to go about what my soul effortlessly wants to express through me. I continue this path by opening up all my senses, making sure that I have enough creative space, finding ways in my being & doing to be able to embrace whatever it is that my soul wants to express through me. These ways, as I have recently learned, are to be found in Mother Nature, especially the thunderstorms, the rainy days, the happy days and the cloudy days and not to mention in the silence of empty space & nothingness.