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

Sapphire changed her position from wanting and longing, to needing nothing. The effort it took was depleting her life force. She realized it was for her benefit she tried-not his. She struggled to understand his ways, but he was no longer recognizable . She struggled to know herself and by doing so she understood her pain. Her pain was her crutch and now she found a way for it to serve her. Through it many truths buried deep were revealed. His memory kept hidden from her until she was willing to open those wounds and healing could began. She was remembering little details about him. A life began to take shape of countless encounters- rich with many experiences. The depth of her love had survived over many lifetimes. It was a bond that at times held her hostage. She needed to find her place in the sacred circle to regain her balance. She would have to let go of the man she remembered. He was no longer her identity. Her destiny was waiting. He had been the one that had lead...

An angel sent from the heavens above, here to convey a message of love. Reaching out to give an abundance of warmth, rapping her arms around to comfort the soul. "I hear your cries, I feel your pain. I know the darkness in which you hide your shame. I was with you when you were but a child; curious and innocent, playing so carelessly and wild. Now that you've grown you've forgotten my name. No longer are things as they were- no longer the same. As you have changed through the years, you thought you no longer needed me. You thought you had conquered all your fears. Unable to let go of your memories of me; I have been there even as you sleep. Coming to you in a form of a dream. Waiting for you to open your eyes and see. The truth that you hide is your denial of me. So my child as you sit here and listen- I am here for you, there is nothing you are missing. Go out into the world unveiling your truth. Sharing with others this wisdom and good news."

Arion stood on the highest mountain peak. He could see the valley below. He imagined himself a bird- free and powerful. Commitment to him meant losing his freedom- losing a part of his soul. This woman had seduced his spirit and the danger enticed him. He wanted to run, but in the stillness of his being he recognized a part of himself he had forgotten. A form he had separated from. She had held up the mirror that reflected his truth and now he desperately wanted to reunite with it. He would reclaim his power, but it would be a road of separation from her. Loneliness would be his alley. One day he hoped to commit to her without losing himself in the sacred dream.

The soul remembers traumatic events. The suffering of another becomes your burden- your cross. Your deepest wounds are your deepest loves. It is in pain you give birth to God.

The energy that filled her, stalked her. It reached the darkness inside of her. She tried to control it- but couldn't. She would have to submit to it. She would have to trust that it knew what it was doing. Her ego died, and the light in her womb burned brighter.

Her perception bended- Faith held her hand. The Great Spirit moved in- stealing her breath. When she moved, it moved with her. She inhaled, it swallowed her pain. She exhaled, it was pure ecstasy . She licked her wounds, and embraced her spirit.

In one of my earlier post, there is a poem published, titled Divinity. Some of my writing is channeled and Divinity was one of them. Here it is again and my interpretation of Divinity. He grew with his angel, and suckled at her breast. Two worlds apart, unable to join them together. Let's break it down into two parts. The angel (being like mother) represents the outer world. He (being like child from womb) represents the inner world. In the Gospel of Thomas Jesus says, "These babies who are being suckled are like those who enter the kingdom." The kingdom is hidden by the division into the male and female and by the storms of passion and worldly cares that dominate our lives. The physical bond of mother and child shows the reader to see and realize their higher calling. The union of male and female becomes androgynous and one could conclude this is in the likeness of God. If we can overcome our humanly desires we become like children. Then we have managed to com...

The tears came. He held them back for so long. He allowed himself to feel. Emotions stirred in his belly. How could he control this passion? One can not extinguish the sun. The masterpiece he created, he realized had no frame. It left him vulnerable. It left him exposed. For the magic to work, he would have to join the dance.