Madison Meadows Spiritual Blog: A Journey into Mysticism, Dreams, Twin Flames, & Healing

  I was once afraid of fear Until I learned to feel it And not let it suffocate me But rather to allow it to gently flow through me So that I may transform it into passion, purpose and meaning I was once afraid of grief Until I realized It was a treasured visitor For it revealed the vast ocean of love That lay within me And my capacity to feel And care for others deeply I was once afraid of rejection Until I realized That it need not cause me any hurt or harm When I was able to fully embrace and accept myself And honour my strengths and greatness Celebrating the beauty and brilliance that lay within me I was once afraid of heartbreak Until I realized That my heart was my own And the only person who could truly break it Was me Through me disowning myself And valuing how another person saw me Above how I chose to see myself And giving them the power to shape How I felt about myself and my reality I was once afraid of failure Until I realized That it was my greatest teacher And that p...

  he held her words in the silence  pressed them into his heart  and healed a thousand lifetimes of wounds  and eternal grief  absorbing her light as she absorbed his reflection 

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.  ~ Words by Tahlia Hunter 

  In the Celtic tradition, there is a beautiful understanding of love and friendship. One of the fascinating ideas here is the idea of soul-love; the old Gaelic term for this is anam cara. Anam is the Gaelic word for soul and cara is the word for friend. So anam cara in the Celtic world was the "soul friend." In everyone's life, there is a great need for an anam cara, a soul friend. In this love, you are understood as you are without mask or pretension. The superficial and functional lies and half-truths of social acquaintance fall away, you can be as you really are. Love allows understanding to dawn, and understanding is precious. Where you are understood, you are at home. The anam cara experience opens a friendship that is not wounded or limited by separation or distance. Such friendship can remain alive even when the friends live far away from each other. Because they have broken through the barriers of persona and egoism to the soul level, the unity of their souls is ...

  He hurt her deeply When he did nothing He created a pain Inside a wound That already existed She loved him deeply But to her It didn't feel like enough Maybe she wasn't enough She thought she was incomplete Without him She had to face her past All the times She felt invisible To the men In her life Maybe she just needed time Time to understand herself better And figure out That she may be hurt But not damaged The men She realized Who broke her heart Actually gifted her Because now she's confronting her pain Facing her fears And hears a faint voice whispering I believe in you, even when no one did I'm there for you, when it felt no one was I love you, when others didn't know how to That voice is what keeps her going Keeps her looking forward Instead of back And keeps her believing There is a love Out there That can unravel her nerves Calm her storms And explore her deep waters With a wildness And patience She aches for

  If you need someone to be happy, that's not love.  IT IS LACK.  If you are jealous, insecure and do anything to keep someone by your side, even knowing that you are not loved, and you say that you believe in that person, but not in others, who seem like rivals to you, that is not love.  IT IS LACK OF SELF LOVE.  If you think your life is empty without that person;  You can't imagine yourself alone and you maintain a relationship that ended just because you don't have a life of your own, that's not love.  IT IS DEPENDENCE.  If you think that the loved one belongs to you;  you feel master and owner of his life and his body;  You don't give him the opportunity to express himself, to make up his mind, just to assert your dominance, that's not love.  IT IS SELFISH.  If you don't want it;  you do not fulfill yourself as a man or woman with this person;  you prefer not to have intimate relations with that person, however, ...