“Dear one, I can see how your tired soul aches, heavy with the weight of a thousand lonely lifetimes. You yearn for a love that calls to the fabric of your very being, to the truest parts of yourself. You wonder sometimes whether real love exists as you sift through threads of the past and let go of old expectations, ancient memories and hearts that were never meant to be yours. You wonder what love could be meant for you when you have walked so many roads that led to tangled ends. You question your worthiness, your heart and the depths of your soul.
Sweet one, no matter how dark the day or what shadows of the past that rise, never doubt your deserving of a love that will actively choose your magic each day and dance in your rains each night. You have a soul deep love that pounds in your chest; never silence the roar of your thunder for anyone. You have walked your path bravely and spent many dark nights sitting with your shadows present to the lessons that they bring. Like a Phoenix rising from the ashes, you have transformed and evolved. Yours is not a love that should be compressed and confined to the shallows. Yours is a love that should soar cloud high on freedom’s light wing. Yours is a love so luminous, so penetrating and so searing you should never settle for anything less than arms open fully to your flames. You deserve a love so deep that it can safely hold space for all the fantasies you have ever dreamed and a heart wild enough to fulfill each one. You deserve conscious action, deliberate intention and a passion that burns hotter than the Sun. No half-love partially dipping a toe at the shores of your spirit will sustain you.
Dear one, you deserve a great love, one who knows what they have when they have you; one that will not hide behind masks or play games. Someone whose actions match their words. A love that is befitting the fierce warrior that breathes in your chest. No one needs to fight your battles for you as you are strong as nails and burn brighter than dragon fire. You know that you are the heroine in your own life and that we each must save ourselves.
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