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

  I had a dream that felt vast…cosmic, intimate, and charged with meaning. The sky was unlike anything I’ve ever seen in waking life. It was a deep black canvas, impossibly clear, scattered with twinkling lights. The stars weren’t still. They moved. Some streaked across the sky like shooting stars, while others shifted deliberately, forming symbols…almost like Chinese characters. Constellations that felt intentional, intelligent, and alive. Some of the stars even moved like UFOs, not chaotic, but purposeful. I remember pointing them out to the man I was with. He felt familiar, like someone I had known for a long time, though I couldn’t place him. There was comfort in his presence. Recognition. We hugged, and I felt genuinely happy to see him…as if we were reunited in the middle of something important. At some point, I was handed a garment. It was a gift. Bundled up. I don’t remember putting it on, only receiving it, as though it was meant for later. Others were around too, ...

  From Journal Entry 12/11/2025 I found myself back on the familiar street of my childhood home…the place where so many memories and unspoken curiosities still live in my body. There was a dirt road near that house, a little private lane marked with a clear sign: Do Not Enter. Growing up, I always wondered where that road led. I knew there were houses back there somewhere, but it felt off-limits, almost sacred in its mystery. My curiosity was strong, but my desire to follow the rules was stronger. I never once stepped down that road. But in the dream, something in me changed. This time, I went. I turned onto that dirt road and followed it, letting my curiosity guide me instead of fear or childhood conditioning. And what I found surprised me. The landscape opened up into the sweetest little country setting…two quaint cafes with people moving in and out, locals or maybe travelers, all enjoying themselves in this hidden pocket of the world. It felt warm, inviting, and alive....

  From Journal Entry 12/3/2025 I haven’t seen my twin flame since 2010. Fifteen years. Yet the dreamscape continues to be where our souls meet, communicate, and update each other beyond the restrictions of this physical world. My spiritual blog began as a dedication to him… so he always has a place to find me, to understand me, to keep up with my healing, even if he chooses the distance in waking life. It has now grown into something much larger. I reach thousands of souls every month from all over the world. Here's another dream that felt like another chapter in that story... I started on a stage…literally performing. Something work‑related, something public. I could sense eyes watching, but not in a critical way. More like witnessing. Noticing. Silent understanding. When I looked out, my twinflame was in the audience, and so was his wife. They weren’t front and center. They were settled into the crowd, watching quietly. Observing. There was no judgment. No pressure. Just pr...

From Journal Entry 11/21/2025   The dream began with me leaving a high school. My daughter had just graduated, and we walked out together into the open air before going our separate ways. She drifted in one direction while I went in another. It felt symbolic, as if a part of me was moving into its own independence, growing up and stepping into its next phase. I didn’t feel sad...just aware that I was walking my own path, separate from anyone else. The dream shifted, and suddenly I was inside an old tavern/general store, the kind that feels half like the Wild West and half like some timeless spiritual saloon.  There was a man standing near the center giving some kind of speech. His rhetoric felt inflated and empty to me...full of noise but no truth. Everyone else seemed hypnotized by him, hanging on his every word. Off to the side, a woman was singing. Her voice was beautiful, clear, emotional, true. But no one was paying attention to her. It bothered me deeply. I could...

  From Journal Entry11/12/2025 I was taking a nap, and somewhere in that in-between space—half asleep, half awake—I became aware that I was dreaming. I kept telling myself, Michelle, wake up. I remember shaking my head, trying to pull myself out of it, but the dream kept pulling me deeper. In the dream, I was walking around my house, aware that I was dreaming, and suddenly this wave of sadness came over me. I started to cry. I missed my kids when they were little. I could feel that ache deep in my heart—the kind that only a mother understands. It’s not just missing their small voices or their little hands reaching for mine, but missing that version of myself, too. The mother I was back then. The seasons we lived together. Then something extraordinary happened—I could hear myself singing somewhere else in the house. My voice sounded so beautiful, so peaceful. I thought, Wow, I actually sound good singing. And then I wondered—am I singing to myself? Or am I singing to my childr...

  From Journal Entry 8/20/2025   In the dream, I was in my home or what felt like my home. But it didn’t look exactly the same. The energy of the space was familiar, yet transformed, as if I had stepped into another version of reality. From the kitchen, I heard the warm hum of women’s voices, soft laughter, and conversation. When I walked in, I saw about thirty women gathered around the island. They were chatting, smiling, radiating light. The air felt charged with awareness and peace, almost like everyone there already knew why we had gathered. I became aware that I was dreaming. I was completely lucid. So I asked, “Who here knows that we’re lucid dreaming right now? That our human selves are asleep back on Earth in 3D, while we’re consciously meeting here?” Most of the women raised their hands. They all knew. That moment touched me deeply. I could feel this collective awareness. Like we were all participating in something bigger than just my own dream. It fel...

  Dreams often speak in the language of symbols and emotion. When animals or familiar places appear, they carry messages from deep within our subconscious. From Journal Entry 10/28/2025 I was standing inside my childhood home, but it didn’t feel cold or painful like the memories I carry from there. Instead, it was filled with life. Dozens of stray cats of all colors and ages, were wandering freely through the rooms. Some were timid, some bold. Some seemed lost, and others looked at me with quiet trust. I remember feeling an overwhelming urge to care for them. I wanted to feed them, comfort them, and make them feel safe.   When I woke up, I knew this dream carried a sacred message. My childhood home was not a place of emotional safety. It was a space marked by trauma. The kind of environment that teaches a child to hide their softness, silence their truth, and live in survival mode. To dream of that house again could have felt like returning to the scene of old w...

  Real love doesn’t play games. It doesn’t entertain options or divide its attention. It knows what it wants and moves toward it with steady devotion. When the true masculine and feminine energies meet in their healed form.... Something ancient stirs. A force older than time awakens. Divine alignment begins. Mind, body, soul, and spirit move in one rhythm. They feel one another’s essence… and long to pour into one another: Emotionally. Physically. Spiritually. A love rooted in the desire to witness each other become the greatest version of Self.  A love where safety meets fire, where freedom meets devotion. One holds space. The other softens. One grounds. The other expands. And together, they rise. This is what happens when two sovereign beings are ready: ✨ Ready to stop performing. ✨ Ready to show up with truth, clarity, and consistency. ✨ Ready to love from wholeness. No masks. No half-hearted energy. No confusion. Fully present. Fully chosen. Fully alive. We walk side by si...

" Sometimes people walk away from love because it is so  beautiful that it terrifies them. Sometimes they leave because  the connection shines a bright  light on their dark places and  they are not ready to work them  through. Sometimes they run away because  they are not developmentally  prepared to merge with another, they have more individuation work  to do first.  Sometimes they take off because  love is not a priority in their lives;  they have another path and  purpose to walk first.  Sometimes they end it because  they prefer a relationship that is  more practical than conscious,  one that does not threaten the  ways that they organize reality.  Because so many of us carry  shame, we have a tendency to  personalize love's leavings,  triggered by the rejection and  feelings of abandonment.  But this is not always true. Sometimes it has nothing to do  with us. Som...

We meet thousands of faces in a lifetime, yet only a few leave an imprint on the soul. It is not beauty or words that bind us, it is the invisible thread of recognition. The quiet way a heart understands another without explanation. True connection is rare. It does not ask for perfection, it asks for presence. It is not built in grand gestures, but in the small moments of honesty, kindness, and loyalty. In the end, love is not about finding someone to complete you. It is about finding someone who reminds you that you were whole all along. — Chamod Senevirathne   

One day... you’ll come across someone who truly sees you for who you are. Not just the polished version you present to the world, but the raw, unfiltered parts of you that you sometimes hide. This person won’t ask you to shrink yourself or change just to fit into their life. They’ll love you exactly as you are... flaws, quirks, scars, and all. With them, there will be no begging for attention, no constant need to prove your worth, no exhausting fight just to earn affection. Love won’t feel like a competition or a battlefield. Instead, it will feel calm, steady, and deeply reassuring. It will feel like something that was always meant to be... natural and effortless, like two souls finally finding their way back home. This love will not confuse you or make you question if you’re enough. It won’t keep you chasing after validation or second-guessing where you stand. Instead, it will bring peace to your heart. You’ll feel valued and appreciated, not only for your strengths but also for the ...

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 it...

Your marriage is the reflection of your wounds. If you feel stuck, it means you are carrying unhealed parts of yourself into your relationship. When two people come together, they don’t just bring love and dreams, they also bring pain, fears, and patterns from childhood. Marriage becomes a mirror that reflects back everything you have not yet healed within yourself. That is why many couples feel like they are living the same fights again and again. It’s not because love is missing—it’s because healing is missing. Until the wounds inside are acknowledged and held, no amount of effort can create deep intimacy. Every argument is not about your partner; it’s about your inner child who feels unseen, unheard, or unloved. Every distance you feel is not a lack of love, but a signal from your soul that something within you is waiting to be embraced. Marriage was never meant to be a battlefield. It was meant to be a safe home where two souls grow together. But if wounds lead the way, even love c...

  On the pathway into deep intimacy, there are many challenges that must be navigated. One of these is the presence of avoidance. “That’s them, not me”… I can already hear those who err on the side of more anxiety, cry. For those who believe, who yearn, who ache for love and connection and enduring relationships, the notion of avoidance is one that is externalised to ‘them’, those we are trying to love, who somehow despite whatever we do, won’t give us what we want.  However there is a much more confronting reality… Avoidance is present in pretty much all of us. Anxious attachment is a form of avoidance… as the self-contorting, self-abandoning, volatile nature of this attachment style actually impedes rather than fosters intimacy.  Trying to make it work with unsuitable partners is a form of avoidance. Fantasising about and pursuing unavailable others is a form of avoidance. Keeping an eye out always for greener pastures, for that perfect and most ideal one, is a form of ...

From Journal Entry 8/22/20025   I'm lucid. I'm in a house with people I know. The time period is years ago, around the time when I met my twin flame. I was young, and he was just dating his current wife. She was there, too. They were in a back room together of a house. I was aware that I was in a past time period. I was holding a photograph in my hand. And the photograph was of the past that depicted that current time period and where I was. I was debating in my head whether I should go talk to him. I was a little scared. I told myself this is my chance. So, I go find him, and I tell him I need to talk to him in private. We go outside and I tell him that I'm actually from the future, and that a lot of time has passed. I show him the photograph. I tell him that we will be basically in a relationship for the next 30 years and it will be kind of complicated. A lot of it won't make sense because it's not a physical relationship, in 30 years from now it will make sense. ...

M y son recently moved out. I can't help but reflect on the last 21 years. And I'm asking myself, what has he taught me. More than anything he has shown me what a healthy masculine looks like. He's gentle, consistent, considerate, loving, patient, kind, thoughtful, and strong. I'm proud of the man he is becoming and feel blessed to be the woman that raised him. I know he's got all his dad's good qualities.  I know though that he's got a quiet reflective nature within him that leads me to think he did learn something from me. I will leave it at that.  I came across a journal entry that I wrote when he was twelve. I think a lot of boy moms will relate to it's simple yet reflective message. All those moments behind you. Now those daily interactions you had with him mean so much more. They're forever in your memory. Journal Entry 2016 Son,  While you're away at camp, I won't miss your stinky socks in the middle of the floor. Your urine stains aro...

Psychology says it takes 15 months and 27 days to forget someone who you love with all your heart. That’s because love isn’t just a passing emotion—it’s a deep, emotional bond built through shared moments, trust, laughter, vulnerability, and countless memories that become part of your identity. When you give someone your heart, they occupy a space in your life that isn’t easily replaced. They’re woven into your daily habits, the songs you listen to, the places you go, and even the way you think. When that person is gone, you don’t just lose them—you lose the version of yourself that existed with them. The healing process is rarely quick. It’s a slow, often painful journey of untangling your emotions, detaching from the hope of what could have been, and facing the emptiness they’ve left behind. Some days you’ll miss them so much it physically aches; other days, you’ll surprise yourself with how far you’ve come. Those 15 months and 27 days aren’t just about forgetting—they’re about relea...

Just because you get thousands of likes on your profile picture will not keep a man.  Being honest about things in your past will not keep a man.  Being faithful and loyal since day one doesn't keep a man.  Treating a man better than he's ever been treated before doesn't keep a man.  Making an effort every single day to make sure he knows you truly care will not keep a man.  Giving him all of your time that you can spare, doesn't keep a man.  You could have the best intentions in the world and could have the most sincere feelings, and you could be the most perfect woman in existence and you still wouldn't be able to keep a man.  The only way to keep a man is if that man wants to be kept by you.  With a man, you can tell he wants to be kept when the relationship gets very hard and he does everything to fight for you.  A man only fights for a woman he wants to belong to, so if he isn't fighting for you when things get hard, then that means he d...

Have you heard bells in dreams? This could be a doorbell, church bells, or a ringing of a phone. These sounds in dreams alert us of something important that is about to happen or needs  immediate attention now. They can also invite us to connect with loved ones. How do you interpret the message? That depends on the bell and how you feel when you hear it. Here's some common dream themes of bells. Phone Ringing . To hear a phone ring will indicate an important message from a loved one or friend is soon to arrive. You soon will get important news.  Depending on your feeling in the dream it will indicate if the news is favorable or unfavorable.   Wedding Bells . Hearing wedding bells is good. They indicate a new beginning.  Perhaps a new relationship. Maybe you're entering a new phase in life and are transitioning spiritually coupled with growth. Wedding bells can denote a period of joy and bliss coming.  Welcome these bells with an open heart. Doorbells . The ...

The more bills a woman pays by herself, the less attractive men become to her...not because she’s lost her desire for partnership, but because she’s grown tired of shouldering the weight alone. Every bill paid without help is a reminder that the kind of support and teamwork she hoped for isn’t there. It chips away at her hope for a partnership where burdens are shared, where love means showing up not just in words but in action. When a woman carries her financial responsibilities solo, she learns to rely on herself in ways she never thought she would. She builds resilience, independence, and a fierce determination to create the life she wants without waiting for anyone to catch up. But with every step she takes alone, the idea of depending on a man loses its appeal. Why invite someone in when you already handle the heavy lifting? Why lower her standards when she knows what it means to be strong on her own? Men become less attractive because she’s no longer looking for someone to simply...

A thousand cuts inflicted on myself for your one Pain being the only true measurement  Of what was real  And yet so much remains unknown I may never know if you felt pain Pain of loving  The pain of remembering  And the pain of losing me But I did  And still do for you What has changed  Is that another love Has stepped in Taken your place Your memory still in me But no longer consumes me Sometimes I wonder If you sent him to me Because it was the only act of love You could do for me How strange love is It binds me to you And now to him Our fates all sealed And joined

1. True Intimacy Requires Emotional Presence Being emotionally present means fully experiencing and expressing your emotions in the moment, without suppression or distraction. True intimacy flourishes when we allow ourselves to be seen as we truly are. 2. Vulnerability is Strength, Not Weakness Many people fear vulnerability because they associate it with weakness. However, being vulnerable—openly expressing fears, desires, and insecurities—builds trust and deepens relationships. 3. Emotional Avoidance Blocks Intimacy When we suppress difficult emotions or avoid deep conversations, we create distance in our relationships. Facing emotions, even the painful ones, is key to fostering true connection. 4. Self-Intimacy is the Foundation of Relationship Intimacy Before we can form deep connections with others, we must first cultivate a deep understanding and acceptance of ourselves. Emotional intimacy begins with self-awareness and self-compassion. 5. Healing Old Wounds Creates Space for Lov...