Leaves on a tree

Soulmates are like leaves on the branch of a tree.

All leaves are from the one tree but the ones on a specific branch are the ones closest.

These souls from the same branch meet again and again in different lifetimes.

Often one will recognize the other, but sometimes it’s only the one, and the other does not or cannot see.

It is up to each soul when confronted with the other to recognize it but also it matters most what they do with it.

Sometimes fear will get in the way and as a result the souls never fulfill their destiny.

One knows it, the other chooses to walk away, missing out on following through with the union.

Great heart break is felt by the soul who is awakened, great suffering is felt by the one who is not.

Either way, the soul will keep repeating the meeting again and again, lifetime after lifetime, until it chooses to open its eyes to the truth.

 

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The Puzzle

Can I tell you a story?

It’s about a girl who came into this world with the purpose of remembering what she was here to do.

She came from a different dimension, another world and
chose this life, these parents, this place, to fulfill a destiny.

She yearned to know the experience of what it is like to be human.

As time went on, instead of remembering where and from whom she came from and was also equally was a part of it, therefore possessed the ability to create anything she could dream up, she just forgot more and more.

The feeling of separation from where she came from grew and grew as a result of this human character that she created, in an effort to protect her from things that happened to her.

She suffered greatly on this earth for a long time until she could no longer stand the suffering.

She thought she wanted to die but in reality it was her soul wishing for the death of the human part of her.

Eventually that human part cracked just enough to allow an awakening to occur.

Suddenly she saw the world in a different light.

She started to remember.

An outstanding idea presented itself. She could end her suffering, she could just stop resisting.

Like a child with her nose pressed up against a puzzle, therefore not even noticing that it is in fact a puzzle, she could not see that the puzzle pieces created a whole entire image. The pieces being everything that has happened in and around her in her life, and in this world.

As she backed away from the puzzle a breathtaking image of perfection appeared.

Another idea came to her.

Even though at close range she could see how the pieces fit together so perfectly, so effortlessly, just maybe there was more to see, like a puzzle inside of a piece of a much larger puzzle.

A puzzle so large that she might never be able to back away from it enough to see the whole of it.

And for once, that was okay with her.

She was okay with not seeing it all, not knowing it all because there was clearly a divine plan that could, made by the ultimate designer of it all.

If something beyond her comprehension could create such a perfect and beautiful plan, maybe, she just might, be able to place her trust in that. Like allowing yourself to fall into a net that was built to hold you up, and resting in the comfort of the safety of that net.

It was then that stopped resisting.

That was the beginning of this girl letting go.

Seeing through the soul

My eyes have been opened to the truth

But this sight is not through my eyes

It is through my soul that I truly see

I will never understand why it happened now

Why it happened to me

Not before nor after this moment in time

I only know that I have woke from a dream

The dream I thought was real until now

A light switch flicked on

Bright and burning for the whole world to see

No longer am I separate, different and alone

God is in me

I just was not awake to this fact

If I walked the earth with no person by my side

For the rest of whatever human life I have left

This temporary journey

I would never be alone

I have everything I need already within me

I always have but have failed to see

That this power of ultimate and unconditional love

Has already shown to itself to be

Working miracles big and small

This way it has always been

Only if I pay attention to not miss them

I am aware of the beauty of what lies around me

In each spirit that roams this lifetime

I finally know the potential for what is to come

In all things

And for this reason I carry the flame of hope