Language Love.

Believe in the ability of language to heal. Let these butterfly and love-laced words infuse your Spirit with the joy from the Cosmas: the feminine genius of consciousness. Ascend.

Monday, February 22, 2010

The Treasure of Life

When a breath of fresh air comes, the old wind tries to hold us back. I am trying to let go of past insecurities, but why does that part of my conscience keep calling me. The wavelength of security comes few and far in between. Most would say that I'm living a dream.
I could say today is a great day, a new night. I still feel that way though, the nighttime has become my friend now. The place where I gain peace and reconsciousness. So it doesn't matter who you are. Those like me come few and between...far. I am far away, past your mind's galaxy. But tonight I come here to write about my love, my love that is far out there, but in the clouds.

My love is...still building and still dwelling within the halls of possibility. I am on a new plane though, and my glow, noticed by others, will never be undermined. I came from behind, ready to shy away from insecurity, there it was, never to meet me. My brain may seem a little scattered at times like this but I am regaining persepective and energy. Wisdom has taught me that all things will be answered with time. That the symbols and energy that come to you are all in Divine Order. The Creator knows no time, or space, therefore does not dwell or make himself a slave to it. I take things slow, I learn a new lesson everyday, and I keep my heart close to me. There are many things I want to do, many projects I want to pursue, but lately I have only been thinking about you. Maybe that's why I have been so lazy. My daydreams and astral projections take me for travels so deep and beyond that I have no time for things of this world, as of today. I will spend this time dwelling, and living in the present because I will start working in less than two weeks. We'll see how much time I have for myself then. My boo is good though, I am good and together we will grow. I may seem discouraged by the amount of energy I put into it and what I am seeing but love is a waiting game. Not really, but a test of patience, strength and endurance. Love is a lesson: The hardest life lesson.

I look to other relationships and know that I have never truly loved before. I read today where someone said that there is no way you could truly be in love with someone if you have never been with them. Like a relationship is needed to validate and solidify true love. That is where close-minded people get things mixed up. I actually think love thrives better in a setting that knows no limitations or titles, just the Beautiful Bliss of the communication you make with your tongues, bodies, language (body and otherwise). The beautiful music of lovemaking is what I am awaiting, what I will awaken in him, in us. I can no longer deal with outside influences about it. No more talk about the situation. I am on a waiting plane, I am destined for success in my endeavors because I will them into happening. Am I not aware of my spiritual power. Do you know who you are? I was scarred, and scared, but no longer, no more. Today and forever, I claim my treausure. Reasurrance through whatever. I am assured, I am Queen Afiyana and I have come to explore: My Treasure of Life.