Written by Maria Palumbo, https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=300901216
Love is not:
A series of small kind acts
Polite warmth and conversation
Keeping a strong face
Lavish romantic gestures.
Being able to sit alone in the dark with another human. Know there is nothing you can do to fix a thing and instead just stay.
It is witnessing all of the things that come up when you cannot change your love’s reality. And instead of quelling your pain over their pain with being “helpful,” simply breathing with them instead.
Love is wanting to be as close as you can be to every inch of them, because you cannot help but desire everything they are.
Love is being able to have fun in any situation. Like get-you-kicked-out-for-enjoying-life-way-too-much-fun.
Love wants you sober. Not the life of the party. Love wants to look at you and trust you will be really there looking back.
Love doesn’t care too much about your job. Or your mantra. Or your guru. Or your hair. Love is not impressed by the things we are told to impress people with. Love just wants you naked and free from all those things.
Love is feeling them even when they are not there. It is remembering them regardless if they can remember themselves.
Love is showing up, even if you are not asked to.
Love is having an authentic response without cruelty and also no longer cushioning the truth.
Love is forgetting who you are and remembering it, all at once. The stuff that could hold you back about your past, can’t work here anymore. It is both terrifying to feel the shift in your identity and also liberating.
Love is noticing where you both are lying. And calling eachother out.
It means the illusions of brokenness are shattered. Love expects you powerful. And treats you so.
Love knows you are not perfect. Love wants you especially when you are raw and undone.
Love is a series of seeing the other. The shadow and the light. It is tenderness and truth with these parts, at the right time.
Love is wanting to know where they came from, how they got here, where they are going. Interested in the person behind each trigger or moment of peace.
Love is endlessly curious. Never satiated with the knowledge of what makes someone tic.
Love is being able to laugh hard. Truly finding the absurd humor in most things— for the weight of love is light.
Love takes hundred percent responsibility for causing hurt, without becoming a martyr. In love each issue is resolved with all taking full ownership of hurts or confusion.
Love is feeling completely unprepared by the depth of what is shared. Feeling like a child. Acting like one sometimes. And proceeding forward anyway.
Love will show up when all else have abandoned you. They will not know what to do only that they love you.
Love is risking reputation, importance, and even the relationship itself, to fully adore the human in front of you and the being of your own soul.
Love is freaking out. Or staying calm. And loving just the same.
Love wants what is truly the most powerful mind blowing heart connecting relationship for you. Regardless if it involves them or not.
Love is saying the thing others won’t say. It is speaking up and creating relationship through each word shared.
Love doesn’t die or go away. No matter how much weight they gain or lose, how moody they are, how healthy or unhealthy. Somehow the flame of love keeps burning bright through every storm.
True love is a secret to all except children, the old and dying, and the mystics. The wise never truly know how deep their love can go, and spend their lives finding out.
Being connected is a huge responsibility.
As a human, our bodies are large antennae, amplifying the energies we ‘allow’ to flow through our mind, our heart. We are instruments of either the light or the dark, doing good things, or otherwise.
When we are in the midst of addictive behaviors, we open ourself, and become vulnerable to those who wish to ‘command’ our thoughts and actions.
Often, when we experience someone berating us, abusing us, doing things that destroy our inner value system, these are not person to person attacks … although they appear to be. It is the result of one party being controlled, and the negative is permitted, many times simply because a person is unwitting of the interference, and actually embrace the evil deeds, claiming the actions and thoughts as their own, thinking the harm they do is due to their power alone, not understanding they are permitting themselves to be used as puppet to perform deeds that they alone will pay and suffer for, when they are discovered.
What appears to be strong is actually weak. What appears to be weak, is actually strong, which is why those evil ones in the invisible world wish to have them squashed, their spirits shattered. They use the easily controlled to perform vile acts to gain its own desired end.
While the ones damaging believe themselves to be strong, and are often protected by the laws meant to stop them, the world believes they are strong. But appearances, what seems to be real, is not.
It’s a power play. Are you allowing your self to be played by them? Do you care? Is the rush of permitting your self to be vile an even exchange for your integrity, morality … for your very soul?
Have you forgotten love? Have you quick fighting for its prevalence?
What seems to be your own decisions may not be … it is crucial to understand whether the actual act, matches your heart.
Don’t be a pawn. Step into your power and know there is something far more powerful that the evil you are being pushed to perform.
Fight dammit! Fight like your soul depends on it, because it does.
You are a weapon, don’t allow yourself to be manipulated for hurtful deeds of any kind. It truly does depend on your inner fortitude… yours, and yours alone … in combination with the others who stand firm.
Goodness will prevail … where do you stand?
It appears as though darkness is prevailing, over powering everything that is good … that which brings health, and abundant joy for all.
It visits us in our sleep, where we are most vulnerable, and it exercises its power over our psyche. This is the time when it can fully reach the depths of our consciousness. It will gift us with night sweats, cold terrors, disruptions and warping to our thought creations of the day.
The threat of doom, some uncontrolled force that demolishes happiness and safety, is ever present … in minds, hearts, and the actions we see taking place in this world.
Our nervous system may actually be affected by these transmitted thought forms into the depths of our consciousness. The body might quake, uncontrolled shivers of the body, numbness, or tingling may occur. A fear that something horrible is happening with the functioning of the body, the heart, yet after many tests nothing may be found out of order.
Psychic attacks are very real. There are those who do so unintentionally, they may not even be aware this activity is part of their daily energy uses. There are some who purposefully use spell casting, or internal, mental thought form creation and sending. Some may actually be able to astral travel right to your bed, physically able to touch you, and definitely able to distort your energy, affecting your emotional well being.
I’ve always been of the mind to remain open, to allow people, Spirit, to present itself fully, without hinderance. I desire to know them, just as much as I desire to know my own energy fluctuations, and sharing. Being open allows a deeper understanding, and also risks entrapment. It’s a slippery slope. Be aware.
I admit, it is frightening, and anyone who says the power of unseen forces is not frightening is fooling themselves, as they think they actually have some sort of control. The Control they experience, I believe, is simply ‘granted’ to them, as they assist in the manipulations of the aethers …. affecting change that would not otherwise occur. This disruption serves the greater plan, of which they may not even be aware.
As polarity closes, as time comes closer to collapse and restart, reboot if you will, everything is gaining in intensity. The ‘game’ is becoming much more serious, as the end is near, meaning the new beginning is also near.
There are two scenarios to this story. In one, everything and everyone comes under control of the one who already has so much power, manipulations of individual life roles, how this affects familial units, acquaintances, the functionings of cities, states, and even countries. The intertwining is severe. In the other, everything and everyone is set free of this control, where they can finally stop BEing used for adverse affects and circumstances.
This cooperation goes much deeper than fear, for if anyone cares to ‘buck the system’ not only would they suffer tremendously, those they love, things they love could be destroyed or harmed greatly, and so they live walking on egg shells, hoping their ‘work’ is sufficient to keep them from being completely obliterated from existence … or from becoming a permanent fixture in the pain creation department.
Perhaps they do not see a way out, perhaps there is none. Perhaps all we have to comfort us is the power of our imagination, the only thing that can ease the current cycle symptoms. Perhaps even this can be stripped from the mind, so all that remains is the hard truth of manipulated and created pain and fear. No one wants this, everyone will do what is required to prevent it … sometimes, even if it means diverting the flow to an innocent, an unsuspecting distraction.
One thing is certain, ALL beings, on ALL levels, know the time is coming in which we will know without doubt what our reality will be, even if it is subconscious.
The big shots, the ones who have been pulling the strings behind scenes are coming out of the wood work. They are shifting gears and readying for the intensity about to occur, and everyone will know soon enough just who it is that has been steering their lives, who has been in control of the permissions, and the denials. Everyone will know who expects them to bow …. and they will suffer should they not.
What is the solution to such a dire and impending future?
We see that the human trafficking and pedophiles are being called out and hindered. My thoughts on this is that this exposure is being allowed by the string puller, just so when the time comes, all will know what fate awaits them should they not comply … and often, should they, for all people are simply energy sources, used to create more power.
Like cattle, our feelings are of little consequence. It’s a necessity to keep things as they have been, and to create a potential that is completely binding.
If you pray, if you believe in Divinity, big time prayer won’t hurt a bit. For some of us, that may not be sufficient.
The young lady needed a blanket, a blanket of warmth, security and forgiveness. She needed the kindness and care never shown her and although this world tried to strip her of her ability, she learned how to give these things to herself. She weaved her blanket of compassion and wore it regularly.
Life was good. Joy and laughter, self-love and love for others were abound! Occasionally someone would come along and steal her blanket. They would exchange this blanket for shame, doubt and insecurity … her inner temple walls would begin to fail.
After many times, she learned how to quickly weave a new blanket for herself, to rebuild her inner temple. She would bless this blanket and what it represented. As she weaved, she would love it and fill it with forgiveness and acceptance, love and joy.
And she would see clearly the pain in the others which caused them to steal her blanket.
And she forgave …
And she loved …
I turn off the floor lamp and walk around lighting the evening candles. I tell Alexa to play Soldeggio frequency station and stand in the middle of my living room.
I begin to do stretches and bends, breathing deliberately, intently. My body warms, my tension lifts.
The burning sage has filled the room with its Smokey aroma. I open the door and let it escape. I light some cedar and smudge myself, allowing the room to receive its healing properties as well.
A message arrives. “Look around. This is your life, what do you see?”
My eyes rest on every item. Everything on the wall has a memory, an event, a creation moment. Everything has meaning. I notice hearts everywhere, books galore, a totem pole right in my living room … all treasured items.
Father Time, Love, Friends, Protectors, sacred items significant to intension and prayer. Candles lit in honor of the night, gentle glow, ease of mind.
I speak out my prayer, sincere, earnest. I ask to be led to the lesson in this current situation, I desire to learn and am eager to understand.
It seems time is of the essence. Old patterns and habitual scenarios must be eliminated. All that hooks the attention and drags the pure energies downward must be cast aside.
The health and wellness of my own being, in my own relation with Creator, and all that IS, must come first. When this becomes healthy once more, all toxins attached to energy will dissipate.
I see hopes, and dreams … those that have been, and those yet to be. I see joy and peace, I see comfort and ease. I see that which I am grateful for, the wonders of being, and I surround myself with these memories, thought provoking potentials.
Any moment I can DO … and I can choose a different form of doing, such as this writing.
It isn’t just “stuff” although I could live without it. It reminds me of what I find meaning in, what I wish to create more of in this life, it helps me remember the song of my heart.
I envision the Goddess Mother cradling the earth to her stomach, loving it, caressing it. I say, “Thank you Mother”. I think on the missing and murdered indigenous women, indeed, all of the women who have suffered battery and death. I give them my heart.
The whole world is crazy, and it is all in my head.
People suffering “madness”, feeling like they are the only “sane” ones on the planet.
A new day begins …
What does one do to treat self on a Saturday? Visit the Mystery Gallery, that’s what.
I decided to purchase a ring and necklace pair. Labordorite to be exact.
Intuition and intellect are balanced by Labradorite, illusions are dispelled and true intentions are seen more easily with its use. Labradorite is also very protective against negative energies, balancing, strengthening and protecting the aura and sealing the aura from energy leaks. https://www.madagascarminerals.com/metaphysical_guide_of_labrador.cfm
I roamed around and thought again … that was a pretty severe experience, and since no one else is in a position to do it, I decided I would double my pleasure and purchase another couple items. Amethyst, and a ‘chip’ companion necklace to create a duo.
Amethyst is a powerful and protective stone. It guards against psychic attack, transmuting the energy into love and protecting the wearer from all types of harm, including geopathic or electromagnetic stress and ill wishes from others. https://www.charmsoflight.com/amethyst-healing-properties
For years now it has been my pleasure to be the one spoiling me. I’ve learned how to caress my sore spots, to look inside myself and forgive past errors, to excuse those who’s pain will not allow them to see changes made over the last two decades, and love myself as no other could.
I am happy with the friend I’ve become to me, rather than the ‘warden’ I once was, divvying out punishment this twisted world narrated as deserved.
No … the hurts will not come from me … but I will tenderly care for the hurts inflicted by others.
Tonight I am taking myself out for a Sound Bath of singing crystal and Tibetan brass bowls, chimes, and the grand piano. Yes, I deserve to go out for a good time … it’s okay to state this … we all deserve to be kind to ourselves, maybe even should.
So I’m going to get back on track, right where I was prior to two weeks ago. I’m going to love me, like no one has ever loved me.
Then I’m going to love everyone else … intensely … although some will need to remain at a distance.
Nope, the enemy will never ‘permanently’ stifle the light and love I’m pouring forth. Delay for a time … perhaps. Even change the flavor slightly, sure, to which I am grateful and say thank you for assisting me in being more than I was before.
It wouldn’t happen without you …
… and this is how you change an attack into a blessing. One way anyhow.