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

The way in which I address you depends upon where you are.  If you are very near, I can whisper.  If you are across the table, I can speak.  If you are upstairs or just outside, I can shout.  If you are too distant to hear (even to overhear) my voice, I can write.  And in the illusion peculiar to written address, the condition of your absence (the condition of my writing) conjures a presence more intimate than a whisper. Reference~ Emily Dickinson

The years go by and my heart races towards you- anticipating your arrival, anticipating the shyness in your eyes, anticipating the subtle smile of love's tenderness, anticipating the silence that even the wind recognizes as soul love . As the years go by my heart races towards you- to meet you at my journey's end.

My sadness does not subside.  The harshness of love severs my heart.  My gentleness towards myself abandons me.  He says he is bored of my state and wants severity.  I begged and pleaded for him to stay.   He grinned and replied, "Severity is a faithful companion and will never abandon you."

~ 'Say, O Fool, hast thou riches?'  He answered: 'I have my Beloved.'  'Hast thou villas, castles or cities, provinces or kingdoms?' He answered: 'I have thoughts of love, tears, desires, trials, griefs, which are better than kingdoms or empires.' ~ 'Say, O Fool, which of these knows the more of love- he that has joys or he that has trials and griefs?'  He answered: 'There can be no knowledge of love without both the one and the other.' ~ 'Say, O Fool, why defendest thou Love when it thus tries and torments thy body and thy soul?'  He answered: 'Because it increases my worth and my happiness.' ~ For one day the Lover ceased to remember his Beloved, and on the next day he remembered that he had forgotten Him.  On the day when it came to the Lover that he had forgotten his Beloved, he was in sorrow and pain, and yet in glory and bliss,- the one for having forgotten Him, and the other for the joy of the remembrance. ...

How long is the line of unbelievers from our door?  They have in vain searched the world for treasures.  All the treasures fill their houses but can not fill their souls. Some desire the wine of the Beloved.  Some only desire to lay traps and rob us of our treasure.  Such men and women are filled with jealousy.   Our eyes must be refined to judge accordingly; our ears tuned to discern truth; our mouths quickened to guide the earnest ones.

When Sapphire got news that Arion was to marry another woman, her wounds multiplied.  Sapphire knew in the depth of her understanding Arion had to walk his own path and she could not fulfill his earthly needs. Sapphire remembered the first time Arion had come to her in a dream.  Sapphire pulled away from Arion's image.  She loved another man.  Her heart was conflicted. The man Sapphire had met was well known to Arion.  He was a friend, a brother.  They knew each other since childhood.  Sapphire's lover mirrored back Arion's presence.  This gave her comfort and peace.  Her lover would be a constant reminder of Arion.  In her closeness to him, Sapphire felt Arion's companionship. The woman, Layla, Arion married was well suited for him.  The first time Sapphire met Layla, she could see all the qualities that Arion loved in her.  Layla nurtured his spirit with warmth, compassion, and tolerance.  Sapphire felt how Layla lov...

Kundalini refers to a cosmic force, an energy.  It is pure, divine, raw potentiality. In Christianity, it is the fire of the Holy Spirit. Any spiritual practice that we perform, has as its intention the awakening of this cosmic force within us. Kundalini is the intelligence of God.  Enlightenment is a result of precise causes.  This force opens up our spiritual eye. Reference~ gnosticteachings.org

I love poetry my words dress up my heart they add color and flair a black back drop comes to life cascading a landscape with pure desire.