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MY SOULMATE

"Then you are here, in loving communion with your SoulMate. You can look into his eyes and see Me. You can look into her heart and see yourself, and you can join together in reverent, sacred union. Listen! When you make Love with your beautiful SoulMate and you touch his or her body in total praise for life, each and every cell within that body recognizes itself as Love.
"When that recognition occurs, every cell will open and your loving adoration will then reach their very atoms.

The atoms, too, will open, becoming like a butterfly freed at last from the cocoon. The beautiful electrons with their cargo of pure and glorious light will penetrate the atoms (no, penetrate is not the word. They will gentle 'land' inside the atom), drawn by the positively-charged nucleus, and the very atoms of your body and being will transcend their limitation and become ecstasy.

This union is what you could call orgasmic. From this explosion of Love, the electrons now carrying your perfect light are pushed, catapulted. They leap forth and trade places with those of your SoulMate. Thus are you ever reunited in what I will call the Sacred Alchemical Marriage. You will then ever be united with your SoulMate in ecstatic communion with My own bursting forth in the One Moment, ongoing forever, of Creation."

There are moments in life when you miss someone
so much that you just want to pick them from
your dreams and hug them for real!

 

I want to give you something, my love, for we are drifting in the stream of the world. Our lives may be carried apart. Beautiful is your life, your path long, and you drink the love we bring you at one draught and turn and run away from us. You have your play and your playmates. What harm is there if you have no time or thought for us. We, indeed, have leisure enough in time to count the days that are past, to cherish in our hearts what our hands have lost for ever. The river runs swift with a song, breaking through all barriers. But the mountain stays and remembers, and follows her with his love. ....Tagore....

love my heart longs day and night for the meeting with you -for the meeting that is all-devouring death Sweep me away like a storm; take everything i have; break open my sleep and plunder my dreams. Rob me of my world In that devastation, in the utter nakedness of spirit, let us become one in beauty Tagore

I see your face in the flowers, hear your voice in the trees, feel your touch in the wind; you stir my desires; excite my senses; arouse my longings; inspire my dreams; I tremble in awe of you! I crave your warm embrace; listen for you in the midnight hour; I hear you calling out to me; I feel you breathing softly upon my neck; touching my need, commanding new life within me; giving divine release; making me free "to be"; I'm naught without you; I'm ALL with you; I stand in your presence; kneel at your feet; you are ALL! My consuming quest! My life's destiny! My soul's completeness! Come, and stay in my heart forever!

"...because two bodies, naked and entwined, leap over time, they are invulnerable, nothing can touch them, they return to the source. There is no you, no I, no tomorrow, no yesterday, no names, the truth of two in a single body, a single soul, oh total being..." Tagore

"Let there be few spaces in our togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between us. Love one another but make not a burdon of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of our souls". ....Kahlil Gibran....

 

In the arms of an angel fly away from here from the dark depths of mind and the endlessness that you fear you are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie you're in the arms of the angel may you find some comfort here.

In a world where nothing is real, Never doubt, my love for you, will last, Forever

and

When I'm gone from your side,
And all your tears have been dried ...

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow;

I am the diamond glints on snow;

I am the sunlight on ripened grain;

I am the gentle autumn's rain.

When you awaken in the morning hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft star that shines at night.

And when you stroll in the evening hours,

And smell the aroma of beautiful flowers;

There'll be no need to sob and cry ...

I am not there, I did not die!

Om Purnamadah Purnamidam Purnaat Purnamudachyate; Purnasya Purnamaadaya Purnamevava Sisyate; Om Shanti: Shanti: Shantih This is perfect - that is perfect Perfect comes from perfect. Take perfect from perfect The remainder is perfect. Let peace and peace and peace be every where

For yesterday is but a dream and tomorrow is only a vision,
But today well spent makes every yesterday a dream of happiness
and every tomorrow a vision of hope