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HearT MAgik

My heart speaks of stories untold, visions of a different life, oneness with the divine.

My heart speaks of magic, dances with the moon and flirts throughout the night with a million stars, one at a time.

My heart speaks of love, weaves joy into the journey that is my life; visions of nightingales, fairies & translucent butterflies.

My heart speaks of miracles and dreams; the laughter of children playing beneath the vastness of the bluest sky.

My heart speaks of dark caves, those wounded places that gives birth to my inner light.

My heart speaks of honey sweetness and decorates the flesh of my lover; peacock feathers decorating my bed side.

My heart speaks of wisdom, my inner child, adorning my days with colorful mandalas; each chakra glowing bright.

My heart speaks of healing, the smell of sage; creating space for inner sight.

My heart speaks of the universe, the beauty, the mystery. The infinite. its full reflection within me.

My heart speaks of Gaia. My home. Perfectly imperfect; sea shells on the shore of Yemanya. All Sacred geometry.

My heart speaks of freedom, freedom from all that can confine. David defeating Goliath with a small rock. Truly allowing for my brilliance to shine.

My heart speaks of sages. Angels. Gods and Goddesses. Those that walked this journey before me. And the masters of the golden age. The most high.

My heart speaks of you and me. Hidden jewels. Akashic records. The merkabah. Transmuting. Surrendering bravely into serenity.

My heart speaks of creation. The great I AM.

& I listen to its sweet lullaby’

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