Love, not forever?

Love, this time I thought that it would last, why would I not? Though there were similarities in your narrative, I had never witnessed a love so loving, a soul so contemplative, like my own.

A woman like me does not find a man to love easily, no not without great sacrifice, because not many can cradle a heart so soft, so affectionate, so delicate. So when the time came, the job was only for the man who could tap into his deepest, inner sensitives, not only this, but a man who held a place within him, for me too, to exist. He was I, and I, was he. It was the only reason that we spoke, and understood the language of authenticity. Two souls, two hearts, beating in synchronicity, that craved unity, and longevity more than the waking days, and closing eves.

My eyes widened, as they witnessed yours, and beneath them saw nostalgia laid, plain on the floor. You were all of the things that I had dreamed in my teens, a sense of humour only the spirit of a young child could see, and endure, and hold in glee. It was fated, ancient, and sacred, and at once my walls came crashing, my fears quaking.

But there is something significant about lovers who can love, and hold one another in between time and space, retrieving their childhood innocence, and grace, such a love cannot hold its self up on its two feet in an era, in a place, and a time that only knows defeat. 

Sooner, rather than later, we saw jealousy, and the aching possibilities that once sat with us, that followed us since we knew the bitter disdain of what pain was.

Nobody will love me again like you. Nobody knows me again, like you. Nobody sings a song to my soul, that only my heart knows the words to.. 

And I love you still, yet, it wasn’t meant to be.
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From a very early age, it was clear to see that my path was one paved with difference. Inspiration, intuition, and imagination gripped me long before I could find my feet. I walk the life path of 7, so I am irreversibly bound to the realm of mysticism, spiritualism, and esotericism. I do not belong to this world, for I am a 'tween', always in between worlds. I am the commander of serpents, belonging to the glorious, and forbidden 13th zodiac of ophiuchus. Hidden in secrecy, to one day return as the divine feminine awakens. Love, is my speciality, and has governed my existence. I now use a combination of intuition, natural healing ability, astrology, psychology, sociology, and numerology to bring clarity, healing, and understanding to all. With the energy of ophiuchus running through me, I could never turn away from the path of healing, nor teaching. Not only does ophiuchus represent healing, but also the crevices of the dark shadows that we must crawl through to find our path to healing, in other words, the shamanic process of death, and re-birth, which has pretty much been the summation of my existence thus far. Long gone are my days of depression, I have re-claimed my divinity, and I desire nothing more than to help you to also claim yours. Not only the seeker, I am also the lover. Part of the many trials that I have endured upon this empathic journey, are that of heart break, and abandonment consciousness. For this reason, I have become an advocate for healthy loving relationships, and the harmony between the two sexes. This has taken me on a deep quest, to uncover ancient old secrets, and deeply entrenched beliefs, about man, about woman, and what this reads about where we are to. My eternal life drive and motto revolves around this simple theory, 'Where there is an outcome, there has existed a cause'. My particular areas of interest and expertise lie with sociology, psychology, spiritualism, philosophy, and literary, and creative writing. As I have a deeply intense desire to both serve, and aid humanity, I have naturally been drawn toward topics that have provided me with a more in depth account of societal behaviour, and as it stands, human kind. My roots are as deeply rooted as they can be, stemming from Ghanaian parents, who were raised, and both skilled in the art, and knowledge of superstition, and divination wisdom, it is no surprise that the blood flowing through my veins compels me to do such work, so relentlessly. Unlike other bloggers, this work featured here is not a mere hobby, it is more than just my livelihood, it is the calling of which i cannot ignore. Another prominent focus of mine, is mental illness. Not comfortable, nor fully sold with the western idealisms of the implications of such, i seek research, personal experience, and observation to prove, that many mental illnesses hold spiritual connotation, particularly as the mind is an avid translator of spiritual energies. Follow me on this journey as i discover myself, retrace my roots, fall deeply in love with my heritage, and finally accept my awkward, unorthodox societal position. To book one of my services, and allow me to guide you back to the soul, email me via I offer dream interpretation, tarot reading, therapy, numerology readings, and see through the eyes of the lover.. To contact me across all of my platforms, follow me on instagram to keep up with my latest quotes, and mystically inclined photography @spiritualpoetess_ To keep up with my snappy, sassy, and spiritually laced motivational tweets, find me on twitter @spiritualpoet_ Facebook like page

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