Holy union:
My writing is inspired by my vivid dreams, my active imagination, my twin flame 5D connection, and reflections on my daily life. Empowering women who are recovering from abuse and guiding souls through their spiritual awakening.
Holy union:
Be the person who cares.
Be the person who makes the effort,
the person who loves without hesitation.
Be the person who bares it all,
the person who never shies away
from the depth of their feeling,
or the intensity of their hope.
Be the person who believes ―
in the softness of the world,
in the goodness of other people,
in the beauty of being open and
untethered and trusting.
Be the person who takes the chance,
who refuses to hide.
Be the person who makes people feel seen,
the person who shows up.
Trust me when I say ―
be the person who cares.
Because the world doesn't need
any more carelessness,
any more disregard;
because there is nothing stronger
than someone who continues
to stay soft in a world
that hasn't always been kind to them.
― Bianca Sparacino
The Strength in Our Scars
For years
She waited on the bridge
For him to meet her
To show up
In her life
And declare
His love for her
But he never did
And so she realized
By not moving forward
She possibly was
Blocking love from coming into her life
That the One
Out there for her
Couldn't show up
Until she moved off the bridge
I choose to remember you
Not by how you hurt me
But by how you taught me to heal
Not by how you left me
But by how you taught me to never abandon myself
Not by how you broke me
But by how you taught me to rebuild myself
Not by how you dimmed my light
But by how you helped me to shine
Not by how you kept me trapped in a place of comfort
But by how you empowered me to leave my comfort zone
Not by how you left me feeling weak
But by how you taught me what it means to be strong
Not by how you tried to control me
But by how you taught me to be free
Not by who you told me who I was
But by how you taught me to define myself
And above all
I choose to remember you
Not by how you were unable to love me
But by how you taught me
To love myself.
~Tahlia Hunter
Sapphire was finally
settled into her new life after the end of nearly two decades with Thaddeus.
She liked her new home, near the mountains where the sacredness of nature
greeted her every morning with a prominent presence just outside her window.
Sapphire was satisfied with herself and what she had accomplished in the last
five years. Her transformation was painful. All her shadows seemed to appear at
once and needed to be dealt with head on. Sapphire faced her insecurities, her
fears, and all of her new challenges with a valiant spirit.
Her prayer time was holy. On her alter was a votive candle of Jesus, a picture
of her in a tree at the age of seven, and Arion’s letters to Thaddeus from a
lifetime ago.
The candle gave her a sense of being present with Jesus and personalized her
prayer time with Him. The picture reminded Sapphire of her playful nature that
she desperately wanted to reunite with. And the letters were for her eyes only.
They held Arion’s essence and in a mystical way transported her through time
and space to the younger version of him. It kept his memory alive and the
memory of that fateful day, when she was a young woman and encountered Arion,
setting the stars on course for an unforgettable journey.
And now, present day, Sapphire is alone... alone by choice. Spending time
learning about herself and healing from karmic relationships that have finally
shifted to a restorative balance. The scales are reacting favorably to her
decisions that were thoughtfully executed.
Her singleness as a middle-aged woman has been a sacred space that Sapphire
calls, The In-between. Not here nor there. To her it feels more like a waiting
room. But she's unsure what she's waiting for.
The grey owl visited her dreams with a powerful message. The dream serving as a
message to be on the lookout for something in the near future. Maybe good,
maybe not. Maybe, like the feeling in the dream, maybe no judgement at all.
Sapphire remains open to what is headed her way.
Sapphire distanced her thoughts and her heart from Arion. His audible voice now
a faint whisper to her quieting mind. She was living her life; he was living
his. Tears still fall when she sits alone obedient in prayer. A grievance that
still torments her soul.
There are many haunted places still within Sapphire that hold Arion’s memory.
Different faces that moan and cry. Someday she will go and see the pain so she
can better understand what exactly it is that her soul thirst for. But deep
down she knows the answer but dare not speak it. She also knows we all have our
own path to follow. Sapphire's Higher Self was guiding her on a path of new
beginnings. She wondered if Arion was listening to the guidance of his Higher
Self. Sapphire saw two outcomes and wondered if Arion saw them too.
“The truth is — genuine connection is ease. It is peace. When you find it, you will know. You will feel seen, you will feel like you are being mirrored back to yourself, like you are discovering the shadow of your own heart in another human being.
Slowly, through loving the right people, you will come to realize that the human beings who are meant for you in this world will not exhaust you, or hollow you out, or leave you feeling like you are hard to love.
Slowly, you will learn how to lay down your arms. How to walk away from those who will only ever love you in halves. Slowly, you will learn that you cannot love someone into loving you, or being ready, if they are not. You cannot love someone into their potential. You cannot close their hands around your heart if they are not willing to hold it themselves.
You have to let them go.
You have to focus on the people in your life who bring you back home to yourself. You have to focus on standing up for that kind of connection, on honoring that calm, because it exists. It exists.
And I hope you learn to trust that, because when you come across it, when you ultimately experience it, it feels as if you are standing at a door you finally have the keys for. You enter it with ease. There is no fumbling through your jacket pocket trying to find the right way in.
There is no desperately reaching into your bag trying to uncover the point of access. You are no longer banging your fists against the door, asking to be invited in.
You walk through. Soundlessly. Softly. Relief washes over you. You take off your shoes. You hang your coat in the closet. You put on a pot of coffee.
You’re home.
~Bianca Sparacino
When a woman awakens and starts to own all of herself, letting go of the need to cover up or defend herself and instead accepts all of her idiosyncrasies, fears, wounds, false programs, flaws, icky moods, fat thighs, sweaty armpits etc and supports her unique imperfect self instead of judging, rejecting and wishing that she were different or like somebody else, she has entered the promised land of freedom and self empowerment.
She starts to drop the posing, defence mechanisms, competitiveness, jealousy and all the false gods that she previously used as crutches, false images or places to hide parts of herself...
What is left is a Woman of Strength, courage, fortitude and a woman that is compassionately understanding towards others because she is able to give to others what she has given to herself...
She becomes fearlessly authentic, she finds her Voice, there is no longer shame, therefore she no longer needs to hide or change any part of herself...
She's able to overcome any fears of rejection for being true to herself.
Ironically, when a woman claims and accepts her shadow, that which she rejected and suppressed about herself transforms from being dysfunctional to being a strength and the energy that it was previously draining from her becomes available to her.
Such a woman gives others permission to accept themselves as they are, her own freedom becomes contagious.
Through being openly relaxed in her Power she empowers others.~
~Caroline de Lisser