The Butterfly Effect Of The Little Seraph
Beloved Twin Ray,
When we are standing on each corner of our world, gazing up at the same night sky, I hope you are weaving a brand new reality for yourself in your dream state and with a desire to take a leap of faith. And to once and for all drop the small petty voice inside your mind. The voice which tells you how weak you are and that you are not worthy of the love I am giving you. That such things as peace and love don’t exist on planet Earth, then remember that I, your sacred divine feminine counterpart is willing to sacrifice her well-known comfort zone, the safety to “fit in,” ready to be judged for being arrogant or crazy anytime soon. While you are still not fully awake, I am distancing myself from the everyday hustle and bustle just to seek solitude. Because not many would believe that I’ve camouflage myself and dress in a human-space-suite made of bone and flesh, but actually inside this sacred heart-space sanctuary reside a crystallize butterfly light body from another star.
I am here, changing the part of my world which was disordered, dense and chaotic into peace, love, and harmony, with an intention to be a shelter for those who seek solace in the midst of a dark storm and guide them back home by the light from the altar of my temple. It might be wishful thinking for those who don’t believe, but I am aware of my sincere gesture, and pure intention towards them out of a passionately desire to love and to care for their well-being as my own will affect them in some way. Giving them some hope, or experiencing to be love without being judged.
I haven’t come this far just to come this far. I haven’t served without pleasure to help, and I might have been weary, that my beloveds didn’t see themselves worthy of the unconditional love that was reserved for them all these time, thus harmed themselves with oh so much pain and suffering, physically, spiritually, emotionally and mentally. How do I know? I’ve heard their aggressive self-talk with abusive words full of judgment and critics as if it was my own, I’ve felt their longing for sacred union with the pure love of their lives, and their longing was as much mine, the difference was I felt it more intensely. I remember the feeling of lying awake at night while tears kept running down my face and the longing was too much to bear because the heart suffered from a sharp pain of grief. I felt the sadness that was beyond my imagination and crying alone into the pillow was all I could do, in fear someone would make me swallow back my tears.
I’ve felt my soul being kept in bondage while being tortured and not allow to escape, they said I was free, but I felt freedom wasn’t like how they made it seems like. My butterfly wings have been ripped off, clipped off, and sometimes touched by hands that wish to own and pinned it down for their enjoyment. I know all these things were not just imaginations, I know it was real because my body was kept enslaved, my mind controlled, I felt I was a slave, for people who ranked themselves above me and they have misused their authority with manipulative words.
Long lost memories of my heritage made me wanna seek for freedom, wisdom, knowledge and unconditional love. And now that I’ve found the treasures buried deep within the dark soil of the heart, seeds, which is currently growing and soon to bloom, I am enjoying the journey to fan the sacred fire inside your heart. So you can see your light, your wisdom and your freedom. I want to help set your soul free from being kept in the dark, and I know of a way; A selfless way of loving and caring for the well-being of you, and it’s to let the false self-image of the girl you use to know fade away from your memories. I am the one who always doubts myself for being too ugly, too stupid, too unworthy of love, thus question the right to love you with all my heart and soul. A way to resurrect the Phoenix is to let her flesh burn into ashes, so that she will arise as a divine being with nobility, devotion, and dignity. That’s the only way to have the full capacity to love you unconditionally without a doubt in my mind and heart. Because the soul is eternal, and the love is endless. A powerful force to transmute all that which isn’t love into love.
“Somewhere between what she survived, and who she was becoming was exactly where she was meant to be. She was starting to love the journey. And find the comfort in the quiet corners of her wildest dreams. They say people don’t change… Well, she wasn’t always this way. Even if she didn’t change the entire world, she would change her part of it. And she would affect the people she shared it with. A butterfly whose wings have been touched, can indeed still fly. Whether something was meant to be, or meant to leave, didn’t matter as much anymore. She would soak up the sun, kiss the breeze, and she would fly regardless”
– J. Raymond