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from fairies, with love
in ultima noastra intalnire, FairyGodMothers mi-au oferit iubire la pachet… la propriu…
am oferit una alteia biletele, cu iubire pe ele, intr-un plic…
plicul meu e plin de iubire! 🙂 <3
pana zilele am deschis plicul de trei ori (cate un biletel nou de fiecare data plus recitit cele deschise inainte), iar ultimele zile… traind multe momente mixte, printre care si de pierdere, deznadejze, jale, suparare, disperare, tristete adanca, lipsa de incredere, vina, repros… am deschis din nou plicul… si azi le-am “epuizat pe toate…
am primit iubire…
scriu aici ce am primit… sa nu uit si sa pot sa recitesc oriunde as fi… si poate cand “pierd” plicul.
dragile mele, sunteti cu mine… in momentele astea in care am mare nevoie…
si ma gandesc si la ce v-am scris eu pe biletel… un biletel mic, ce nu poate sa incapa tot ce voiam si vreau sa exprim… nu pot scrie “la comanda”…
poate ca daca nu dau coltul in viata asta prea repede va voi spune fiecareia in parte sau va voi chiar scrie o scrisoare de mana, la fiecare, ca sa incerc sa exprim… sau poate doar va voi purta in suflet, asa cum o fac deja de mult… si va trimit metta cand stau jos…
ma intorc la plicul meu cu iubire…
le pun, aproximativ, in ordinea in care le-am deschis…
Iulia,
ce senzatie de joaca, dans si libertate, senzualitate imi aduci cu tine, cu imbratisarea ta.
Zambet frumos si larg, brate iubitoare.
Drumuri in curgere, sa mergi cu lumina, impacare, implinire si iubire.
A.
Draga zana Iulia,
te imbratisez cu mult drag, sunt mereu alaturi de tine, esti o femeie minunata si ma bucur enorm ca am pornit impreuna in aceasta calatorie.
Te iubesc!
intelepciune
acceptare
blandete
Te iubesc
femeie care cu puterea,
cu puterea ei, puterea ei
deschide pamanturile, pamanturile
Imbratisare
R.
Te iubesc Iulia, copilul Soarelui si al Lunii! Femeie minunata si radianta! Zana care mi-a deschis intaia oara usa spatiului acestuia.
M.
Fa o plimbare in ploaie… cand simti
IULIA
For some reason our journeys have met.
Pare ca avem drum impreuna
pare ca, for some reason, avem inca de TRAIT
tot suntem aduse impreuna
asa ca… suntem
Esti frumoasa
Esti curajoasa
Esti puternica
Esti sensibila
Esti…
multumesc pentru fiecare clipa in care ne vedem.
Cu drag,
E.
Draga Iulia,
Iti sunt atat de recunoscatoare! Te-am simtit atat de aproape, inca de la inceput. Da, cu adevarat, ai fost zana mea. Am descoperit la tine multe oglindiri ale mele, multe valori pe care mi le doresc si eu sa faca parte din mine. Tu mi-ai aratat cat e de important sa ma regasesc, sa ma iubesc, sa ma descopar, sa am curajul sa fiu eu. Te-am simtit de-a lungul acestei calatorii ca un ghid, ca o calauza blanda si iubitoare.
Imi place energia lucrurilor primite de la tine. Poate de aceea la port cu atata placere si simt ca mi se potrivesc foarte bine.
Te iubesc si iti multumesc tare, zana mea iubita! Esti minunata!
Te pup si te imbratisez!
A.
Iulia draga mea,
Bine ai venit acasa! Asa te simt… ACASA!
Vine cu Pace si cu Bine! Chiar si cand e greu.
Sa-ti fie acasa si in continuare, in locul si cu oamenii cei mai potriviti.
A.
Vinzi voie buna… nu rosii :*
Eu de la inceput te-am simtit ca un vulcan de iubire si spatiu de manifestare. Suflet liber si aventuros ce esti si pentru care iti multumesc!
T. <3
Here when you need me
Urmatorul vine cu o inima mare, cu picatele, cu inimoare in inimioare… cu o crenguta de Mana Natura…
Pentru I(<3)uli(<3)a Sara (cuprins intr-o inima mare)
Licuricii te iubesc……..<3
Marile te iubesc………..<3
Aerul te iubeste………..<3
Eu te iubesc……………..<3
Padurea te iubeste ….<3
Iulia <3
Cararile noastre s-au intalnit din nou pe pe bucata frumoasa de drum.
Multumesc ca esti in viata mea!
Iti doresc sa iti fie drumul lin in continuare, cu pace si multa iubire.
Te imbratisez cu mare drag.
Te iubesc <3
S.
Urmatoarea e ca un pachetel, ce contine ceva…
Draga Iulia
Voiam sa iti pregatesc un cadou, dar si dori (mi-am dat seama) sa te folosesti de contactul meu si sa ma chemi cand ai nevoie, oricand ai nevoie… de o zana… sau defalt de mine, asa cum sunt :).
Cu imbratisare,
E.
Si primeste o pietricica, de la Mama Pamant, de la Cupole… puternica, tare, stabila, claditoare, rece, calda, prezenta
Urmatoarea e un evantai…
Draga Iulia,
In tine am vazut cea mai mare vulnerabilitate. feminitate si siguranta in acelasi timp.
Multumesc pentru cand te-ai deschis si cum te-ai deschis!
D.
Urmatoarea e ca un origami… ca o broscuta (sare peste cap! :)) )… un avion sau o racheta…
Suntem cu tine
Impreuna!
ma voi intoarce la plicul meu cu iubire ori-de-cate-ori voi simti…
cu plecaciune,
<3
from shame to self-compassion
Shame closes the heart to self-compassion. We live with an internal state best characterized as self-hatred. In order to loosen shame’s grip on out lives, we need to make three moves. The first is from feeling worthles to seeing ourselves as wounded. The second emerges from the first and is a shift from seeing ourselves throught the lens of contempt to one of a budding compassion. And the third is moving from silence to sharing. As long as we see our suffering as evidence of worthlessness, we will not move towards our wounds with anything but judgement.
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The third move we must take, from.silence to sharing, is important, but be mindful to share these vulnerable truths only with people you fully trust.
metta to all wombs and tears
heart in heart with my sisters out-there
…and here is the accompanying post of the same author, coming to meet the reactions of women to the previous post… which gets me to my own tears…
I’m meeting my power lately… and with power comes vulnerability… truthfulness… clarity… allowance of being what is… acceptance of what is… love and kindness… along with all the manifestations of the programs I have registered in my 38 years of this life…
all these come with a lot of tears for me…
tears which are cleansing… deeply… warm tears… loving and compassionate tears for the spirit which is now finding way back home…
empowering tears… knowing and trusting… and not knowing…
metta to all women and men who are on the way
<3
P… Pearl
this morning I opened my eyes before 7:00… it was total silence and I had this sense again that something invited me to wake up… in the most soft way…
I was only myself still… IT didn’t enter my space… yet I felt so connected…
the dawn was cracking into the light… a bit of light was coming into the room…
bhudeva was in total peace, serenity… i… the same
in a soft alertness… attentive, my mind was sharply clear, still in that space between the worlds where thoughts are ready to be born, my heart was soft and at ease, my body relaxed… in the next moments, really close to the moments next to waking up, I felt my attention drawn to my right ovary… a short physical soft-sensation was pinpointing to that space-place…
there and then in that state of being… it came to me…
it arouse into my awareness: P… Pearl… like this!… first the first letter… then… THE name… i stayed with that observation into the awareness, like something obvious (firesc, normal) was communicated TO me. serene…
then my mind came in…
i was noticing all the questions coming into my head, each asking for priority to be answered… “what name is this?!” “how do you really spell it?” “Is it a girl or a boy’s name?” “are you serious, I am Romanian… we live in Romania… what kind of a name is this in Romanian!? my Romanian family, some friends cannot even spell it!”, “how can you name a baby like that, here?!”, “is this baby wanting this name?”, ” is THIS the baby’s name?”… and so on…
followed my mind… started my phone.
first thing I wrote shortly to Ronen: “Perl”… as we were talking last time yesterday about “it”.
I went then into searching for the name meaning. I know what pearl means… I was thinking at the same time about how fascinated I am about the unfolding wholeness in which a pearl is coming into being, the preconditions needed for it (“HER!” it’s coming into my mind more and more) to emerge, how it’s shaped and born, how it’s growing, slowly, gradually.
I was browsing after “perl name meaning”… and found the IT/Tech area… noticing thinking about myself “not again!” (I was an IT person, in the past).
then I realized I wanted to search for “Pearl name meaning”!… found this: fruit, result, precious (latin), jewel, margarita (Greek), gabish (Hebrew, I found crystal for this too…), a gem of the sea…
my mind was searching, asking… so busy…
I left my phone, took a deep breath and my awareness was back into my body and inner space… back with that obviousness of the moment.
spend (t)here some time…
got up from bed, went to the window… the day was still birthing… more and more light was coming into the room… looked outside at bhudeva… serene… looked at myself looking at bhudeva…
i was in this sense-knowing I start to be clear…
now as I am writing this I notice my mind going in circles… telling me I am ballooning myself… I let that be with softness… being also connected with the clearness.
<3
now I can finally talk to YOU :), Pearl, not with “it”… as I did up until now.
thank you for reveling yourself, Pearl, for living me inside, for being with me, with us, for bringing us ALL the love you are, offering yourself to this world…
Pearl, I have so much to offer, to be, to say, to share… please, guide me <3
I am listening… <3
PS: I notice my old-story thoughts like “are you really posting this publicly on this website?! you know the whole world will see it, right?!” coming in…
yes, I AM, I know!! :)…
nothing to hide… in fact… so much to share…. to share my love <3 … to see myself…
I am sacred… how can I HIDE THIS?!!?!?!
<3
dad is pregnant too
In everything, fathers, you are an equal and essential participant if you will claim it. […]
Your baby has specifically chosen you as her father because she wishes your participation in her life. […]
Father is an essential participation of preconception to birth and beyond. His love is the current that opens mother’s heart to birth their baby at this vibration. He is invited by his baby to offer his energetic alignment of love to baby’s life. […]
Fathers are usually the masculine energy that ground the feminine energy for the couple, allowing mom to open to the baby’s soul. Mother is like a balloon, newly soaring in the heavens and needing father to be her anchor or tether. […] She needs the strength that father’s grounding and stability offers. Without a dad around, a mom must be physically more dense, more masculine and does not open to her spiritual nature as easily, nor allow the baby as deeply into her inner space.
Dad has the ideal opportunity and time to develop his protective warrior stance during pregnancy. Not the slaying warrior of the past, but a warrior who protects with his shield of love. His love surrounds and balances the emotional upheavals that pregnancy can bring.
Sunni Karll – Sacred Birthing, Birthing a New Humanity – Chapter 3 – Pursuing Wholeness For Each Newborn
to life – a natural birth in nature
WARNING: This video is explicit, especially as it is shot outdoors in broad daylight. If you choose to watch it, please watch it with respect and understand that it is very exposing for Simone to share herself in this way.
Simone, grateful for your being… and for sharing this with the world…
“To Life. I surrender myself in complete trust and you gave me back to myself. I am your servant forever in love and devotion.”
Simone
<3
love and profound reverence to all godmothers of this world
a being of sound
I was just listening this with Ronen and with Annelieke in my heart.
I felt he is creating a being of sound… touching beyond that attic. he let it out in this Universe.
what I am feeling out of- toghether with it is… unfolding wholeness, firesc, expression, presence, authenticity, joy, passion, togetherness, emotional touch.
allow yourself at least the 18 minutes with it (with quality speakers or headphones).
<3
in-joy
Sandra and Felix… co-creators of Gubal
goes so deep…
Gubal is the latest generation of hang from PANart
http://gubal.ch/
<3
PS: if you ever want to gift me with something in this world, Gubal it is 🙂 (as the hang is out of production and didn’t arrived in my laps and under my palms).
it takes a lot to be a woman
today it was the first meeting with the Fairy Godmothers…
unele femei m-au intrebat sau au afirmat la despartire ca ne stim de undeva dar nu stiu de unde… well, eu am simtit asta de cand ne-am adunat in acelasi spatiu fizic, fata de unele chiar puternic… familiaritatea aceea de care nu ma mai speriu :).
normal ca ne stim de undeva… de pe aici… iar acum ne-am intalnit si fizic pentru prima oara.
in aceasta seara am avut trairi mixte… on one side and in some moments I was feeling filled (literraly inside by body, mostly in my womb and my heart) with warmth, joy… blessed…
on other moments I was noticing myself thinking about “what am I doing here?”, “are we serious adults talking about fairies?”.
I felt some of the women really close to in heart, as we were sharing our opinions in group opening.
what shimmered for me again… was the realization about who am I, as a woman…
Cristina (one of the women who “knows be from somewhere”) was asking at the end of the meeting, how can we differenciate between the woman…where woman ends and when the girl begins?
what come to me again and it came to me for many times in the past couple of months… what I know with by whole being is that:
I’m a bitch, I’m a lover, I’m a child, I’m a mother
I’m a sinner, I’m a saint, I do not feel ashamed.the child inside me never ends… the lover… the same…sometimes I am a child… sometimes I’m a bitch. different moments in my life triggers some part of me and I express that in those moments. and they are mostly labels we use to identify a behaviour.the mother it’s still waiting, but I feel it more and more close. I know now there will be a child coming through me in this life. I fell something it’s cooking around me, bigger then myself, beyond my rational decision about it.I feel the motherhood inside me (dedicated post for this coming soon – it’s a lot going on).the words still resonating inside me from the meeting today are sacred, together, expressing, unspoken.