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Powerful
Hope is the hardest love we carry.
Jane Hirshfield
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Telepathic Sex Diary part 23 🩶🌒💫
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I always thought that you were going to come and get me one day. That if I fought hard enough for what I knew was real, I could make it exist in this plane. I promised you I would hold onto us and do whatever it took. But I cracked. It was unsustainable in the long-term.
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Telepathic sex diary part 21 💫
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I was intense, I know.
I told you I was waiting for you. The blood drained from your face. It went down in a line like in a cartoon, I didn’t even know that could happen in real life!
I mean you have a pale complexion as standard, but it turned out, there was paler.
You asked me to come back in 5 minutes and I returned to find an empty chair where you had been.
That was some months before the sex began.
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Secret diary, part 19....
Before we started sharing telepathic intimacy, I tried to talk to you in the 'real world' about the connection I could feel, you fled.
When I heard of the 'runner-chaser' dynamic some months later - how exactly that matched us!
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I found out that addiction to connection (with a lover) was partially driven by having soul fragments missing.
I was trying to fulfil missing parts of me.
Some soul fragments were taken and some left behind in trauma.
Retrieving these fragments I feel a greater sense of wholeness.
And in a better place to share and be shared.
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Once I arrived to find you at the door where you worked.
I smiled and you fully blanked me. You turned away from me.
I entered into the building and was almost shaking with rage. Triggered to the extent that I thought I was going to have to turn round and leave. I didn’t, but boy that took some getting over. In fact, I don’t think I did. I don’t think I have. It is old wounding between us as souls. Something I have experienced from you in past lives.
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English girl speaking from my secret diary 💕
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Without human contact or earth-based communications the flaws in what seemed like perfection did arise overtime.
Sometimes it was a nagging dissatisfaction that bubbled from under the surface.
Sometimes it was a rage ‘why are we stuck in this dimension!?’.
Sometimes I would come back to earth after our astral ecstatic connection and tears would spring up in my eyes ‘why aren’t you here to hold me and look into my eyes?’.
Sometimes your voice came to me as I went about my day, we would share a joke, I would laugh and then start to cry, missing your physical absence ‘why aren’t you here with me, and we laughing together?’
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I didn't come down here to ascend. I came here to be down here.
Mars just moved into Virgo. Let's ground some stuff
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There was no doubt that you were real. But my dreams of the sex paralleling a 3D relationship between us were not crystalising. Despite the shadow work I was doing for us. The past life trauma we had shared as souls that I was clearing. Crying with your neglected inner child. Uncovering ancestral templating… we continued to be held apart.
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Telepathic sex diary, part 14
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