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

" he never loved you" is what the voice in her head  told her he never admitted he loved her he never came forward  the haunting truth soaked the walls and twisted any past memories of him she moved on and smiled through the pain it was better than  the darkness that consumed her when her thoughts  lingered to long on him oh, how she loathed him and loved him at the same time  

When you love someone, you do not love them all the time, in exactly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an impossibility. It is even a lie to pretend to. And yet this is exactly what most of us demand. We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of the tide and resist in terror its ebb. We are afraid it will never return. We insist on permanency, on duration, on continuity; when the only continuity possible, in life as in love, is in growth, in fluidity - in freedom, in the sense that the dancers are free, barely touching as they pass, but partners in the same pattern. The only real security is not in owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what was in nostalgia, nor forward to what it might be in dread or anticipation, but living in the present relationship and accepting it as it is now. Relationships must be like islands, one mus...

“ Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. But what is most unpleasant is not knowing what is happening. Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of the personality is ...

  Love chooses you... It happens, and that's it.  It doesn't matter if it's the right time or not. If he has a character opposite to yours... If he is twice your age, or half. If he lives on the other side of the world... If it's the best, or the worst, thing that could happen to you... It doesn't matter. Love comes like that.  He doesn't ask your permission. He asks nothing. He chooses you. Love is not just an attraction or a choice... It is not linked to beauty, intelligence, good qualities... Ohh no. Love is a connection, a magical vibration, a mystical force, a unique current, a storm of emotions, a huge landslide. Love is like life... It's everything we didn't choose. Love is free and indomitable… You no longer master or control anything.  This is also how you recognize it... It lives in you, haunts you, even when you try to chase it away... It is he who takes control of your heart and your thoughts. And the best, and the wisest, is to surrender to ...

She had to fight To be herself  In a world That didn't understand her She was unique A spiritual warrior With one foot in this world And the other in the unseen She was magic And saw past the veil She was an anomaly  A rare star Guiding souls Towards truth With a utterly profound feeling Of being alone Surrounded by other stars Unaware of their shine

There is a special kind of person in this world who is often misunderstood. These people tend to be the loners, the free spirits, the innocent lovers. They see the world for all they can – and should be – although the world rarely sees them. They are the old souls, the dreamers, the people in tune with life, so intuitive of emotions that they frighten us. They frighten us not because of who they are, but because of who we are not, what we lack. Ancient souls reach depths we cannot understand. They have a connection with God, with the Universe, with Nature, and that's why they are the people who will change the world. We often feel inferior, as if we have to strive to stay remotely close to their level, to be worthy of their love. It takes a confident person to love an old soul. But it's worth it. It will change your life. They are romantic, they are loyal, they help us grow, they are not materialistic, they understand the deep connections in life, they are grateful, they are ex...