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

She let him Consume every inch Of her soul Nothing else mattered Death had no grip on her She'd die happily Feeling more alive Than she ever did She could close her eyes And fall into an eternal sleep Knowing that her thoughts of him Were always with her Even with eyes closed

Are you familiar with the “Let Them” theory?   Let them be upset. Let them judge you. Let them misunderstand you.  Let them gossip about you, Let them ignore you. Let them be "right." Let them doubt you. Let them not like you. Let them not speak to you. Let them run your name in the ground. Let them make you out to be the villain. Whatever it is that people want to say about you, let them!  Kindly step aside and LET THEM. The hard truth is they know how much they are hurting you. They just simply don't care. They did it knowing it could cause them to lose you. They did it anyway.  People that love you care about how they make you feel.  The end.  Let them go.  There will be people that would rather lose you than be honest about what they've done to you. Let them go. The lack of respect was the closure.  The lack of apology was the closure.  The lack of care was the closure. The lack of acountability was the closure. The lack of honestly ...

she lay there long enough for her shadow to lengthen and her heart pain paralyzing her mind and body unable to move her eyes waterfalled  as she trembled knowing that in this lifetime  she'd never see him again she'd lay there until she was able to force herself to stand up and will herself to live again 

I've accepted you are no longer a part of my life even though it hurts like hell. I know there's a reason we met even though the gods seem cruel to me. Strange how your invisible love has led me to a better version of myself... I am healthier and happier.  I am better off because our paths crossed. There may be days when I am sad because of a fading memory of you resurfaces.. But I wouldn't change a thing. I know now I was holding on to you too tight. It was suffocating us both. You letting me go was the best thing you could of done for me. I found my own strength.. My love for myself.  I may never know a love like yours again and that's okay. But I will always have a place for you in my heart. Love is complicated and messy. I was a star-struck lover mystified when I met you.. Knowing in my heart our meeting was divine. I don't know how your life has been effected or if you're changed because of our encounter. I only hope it's been positive in the long run a...

" 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 ...