Divine love demands servanthood. It will drag a man through the trenches of death and annihilate self. The boundless and vast landscape of divine love bares no resemblance of self. It is the executioner and one must submit to its demands before one can sail its ocean.
My writing is inspired by my vivid dreams, my divine connection, my active imagination, my twin flame bond, and reflections on my daily life. Empowering women who are recovering from abuse and guiding souls through their spiritual awakening. May these words guide you to reclaim your voice, your heart, and your divine purpose.