Here are words you may not hear today. Perhaps not ever. Yet they are yours. Unwrap the feeling that encases them and feel now the radiance of your soul.
For you are exquisite and no one has told you this.
Hear me now. For all those times of pretend smiles and fearful shattering’s… I’ve seen you. I’ve felt you. I’ve held you.
My wings, unseen, encase your heart.
Dear one, nothing can subtract from your worth. Bruised, beaten, disregarded and dismissed – you shine. There is nothing insignificant about you.
Nothing compares to your light.
You are loved without limit, adored beyond restraint; a cherished bit of radiance all squished into a human. You, yes you, are perfect. Take that in. Now breathe.
It’s going to be all right.
You’ve got this.

Sophia
​5.24.19

*Written 4/27/19.

I died this morning.

It was right before I woke up.

I woke up from the dream then; the dream where I died.

In that moment, the dying moment, not the waking up moment, I knew everything.
I felt myself die. It was as real as real is.
It was visceral.

I actually died this morning.

I knew that I was dying, and, in that eternal moment, I knew that it was not me that was dying at all.

It was the idea of me that died.

The idea of me is what had been alive this whole time. Alive in the dream. The dream where I died.
The idea of me included everyone I know right now, everyone I love right now and everyone who I was, in that dying moment, leaving right now.

Yet, I wasn’t leaving at all. I was right there.
I was watching myself leave, feeling myself die and simultaneously seeing the truth about death. Death ends only an idea.

This idea, that ends with death, is an idea held by me alone. Me. Alone.

This idea of a solitary death was my first revelation.

Not that I was alone when I died, because I wasn’t. I was with everyone that my life is about.
This life, the one I am living right now.

In that eternal death moment, I realized a profound truth.

I saw what it was all about, and there is no easy way to say this.

It was all about me.

I died alone because I lived alone.

Alone is not quite accurate because the word “alone” invokes a comparison to something, as in “not in the company of others”.

I died alone while in the company of others; that would be more precise.

The others didn’t die. My idea of them as my puppet masters did.

Equate a death moment to watching a puppet, a puppet with strings. During all of its life, it imagines those strings. They are operated by the most important people, events, illnesses, circumstances and abilities in that puppet’s “life”.

The puppet dies when the strings are cut.

Now dead, the puppet, who is no longer attached to anyone or anything at all, stands up. It moves freely on its own. It leaves.

Yet it is not dead and not gone. The idea of itself as a puppet (which was how it had lived its entire life) is the only part that “died”.

In death, the puppet sees its strings for what they are. The puppet is not really a puppet at all. It held an idea of itself as a puppet only. In death, it walks away. It leaves that idea behind.

In that moment, the puppet has a revelation. It realizes it was never about anyone or anything else, never about how they moved it or where they pushed it or pulled it or inspired it or devalued it or loved it or hated it or “wronged” it or helped it or stopped it from going. It was always moving on its own.

Always.

All alone.

The puppet only imagined the puppet masters.

In death, the puppet leaves behind the idea of itself as a puppet. The puppet, the one holding this idea of itself as a puppet, is still going strong.

The level of importance that the puppet gave to the puppet masters is irrelevant upon its death.

None of that matters.

It was always the puppet in control.

Always about the puppet.
 
The second revelation was more than likely the reason I woke up.

This was a dream. A dream where I died.

I actually died this morning.

That moment, that dying moment, held everything and everyone and every time and no time at all.

That dying moment held eternity.

Death is not real. I watched my death, felt my death and witnessed all of me continue as it happened.

It was simple, miraculous, astounding, quick and forever.

This all of me that continued, watched an idea disappear; the idea of me.

This idea disappeared in an instant. This is the instant that we call “death”. 

This moment encompassed the whole.
Immediate comprehension of the meaning and purpose of life itself, resulted.

Yet it felt as if I had merely turned a page.

There was no pain, no fear, no pearly gates or white light. It was a moment of recognition, of awareness, of truth.

It was shocking in its simplicity, its purity, its fullness.

It was an eternal nanosecond.

Death holds forever in its grip and is not at all as advertised.

This idea of waking up, which happens after death, is truth.

I died last night and then I woke up. Nothing is the same.

You are, in every sense, me. You are not mirrors, reflecting me, you are me. I only imagine that you show me who I am. In truth, I am showing myself. I am only using you to do it.

When I died last night, I knew deeply and internally that it was actually and only me all along. Then I woke up. I woke up this morning.
From one dream, the one where I died, to this dream, the one where this idea of me (as Sophia) is now telling you about it in this blog post.

I died last night and today I feel absolutely and specifically alive. More so than I ever have.

Do not be afraid of death nor seek it.

You are so much more than you realize.

You are the One. You have anchored the light. It is done.
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With appreciation for all that you are,
Sophia
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It’s an undecided sorting. Remember that scene in the Harry Potter series where desire overrides natural tendencies?

“Not Slytherin”.

The power of choice overtook the imprint of ability. Just because you’ve done something forever and are an adept – doesn’t mean that’s where you want to stay.

“Gryffindor”.

We are consciously choosing and its hard. Let’s be honest. Those of us who have been here awhile are deeply habited. There are people and places that have become our life.

This time now asks you to consciously choose these people and places, in each and every moment. This is creation in real time. It actually works this way always, yet we’ve become numb to it and blind to the possibility to change it at all. Until now.

This new frequency carries the possibility of 24/7 awareness. You are cognizant of each choice and today you’ll witness the consequence inside of that choosing.

It’s been awhile since there’s been a posting. The reason for that is tied up in this sorting. It’s full-on engagement. Nothing is said or done without considering the consequences.

These sayings and doings are mostly far beyond my comfort zone – and I’ve only just begun. There is sadness as some people and things are left behind. Not all of their parts are destructive, yet this is a building phase and all parts need to be beneficial. Fondness and sorrow remain; a sense of loss. There is love in so many places. As I go someplace else, I leave things and people behind.

And what of this new place I am headed? This is not easy. There are no guarantees. My destination is not fully formed.

What is clear, however, is that my life is under construction. It is moving from feeling somewhat burdensome to feeling instead like an opportunity. In the future I see only green lights and boundless expression, which is not what I am used to. Although that sounds a bit undefined, it feels free. We are on our way my friends, together. And we will sort ourselves.

We are the ones.
We have anchored the light.
It is done.
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Hi everyone. This blog has been brewing for several weeks. Globally and personally, changes erupt at a furious pace! What follows is what is rising to the surface…

Clarification feels necessary. The blame game and judgment were introduced here as observations. Not as declarations of ideas that are necessary; not touted as “correct” ways to proceed. Consider this game an opportunity to explore judgment. It is part of polarity here; nearly impossible to avoid while human. You will have to decide. About something. Eventually, about everything.

It is perhaps a convenient solution to spout declarations of oneness or “whatever you do to the least of my brothers, you do unto me”. Yet, for all of our conscious awareness, we find ourselves human. We march out of these veils of forgetting now and approach our authentic selves. Whether our current frequency/assumption is 3D or 5D matters not. We will make these decisions in a physical world.

What is meant by that is – we each have a “history”. We come from families and towns and people and relationships, who we may have hurt and/or who may have hurt us. We each live in places right now, where pretty much the same thing goes on.

Humanity is fraught with emotion. It is one of the clearest reasons to incarnate here. A thrilling ride of love and hate, passion and purpose. We fuel our creative sparks with feelings. They are necessary, vital components of creation. Nothing happens without them.

So, the question remains – what will you do?
When the corruption is deep inside your government and the human trafficking discovered as coming from your home town and the pedophilia ring has members from your church or neighborhood and one of their victims is someone you care about. What will you do?
Is being unaware/asleep an excuse? Are those of us who ignored these things as they happened under our noses and our feet, partly responsible for them?

Oneness implies that we are. “Whatever you do to the least of my brothers, you do unto me” says that on some level, we felt the crime/deception/cruelty/corruption. Is this true? Are any of us blameless? Just how far does responsibility reach?

What is blame?  “To find fault with. To hold responsible.”

What is responsibility?  “the state or fact of having a duty to deal with something or of having control over someone” “the state or fact of being accountable” “the opportunity or ability to act independently and make decisions without authorization”

Hmmm…equality/freedom/sovereignty/self-governance makes blame a nonsensical concept; actually, the definition of blame, which must include the word “responsible”, negates its very existence.

Their definitions explain to us that blame is a verb perpetrated by someone who is assuming the authority in which to do so (assign blame). From where does this authority spring?

Responsibility declares itself as a state of being that exists, now pay attention here, without authorization.

What are we saying here? How can one human, in truth, claim the ability/authority to hold another human responsible for anything, if the state of being responsible (i.e. responsibility) exists without authorization?

Who decides these things?

Ultimately, and absolutely, we do. We have done so and we will continue to do so.

Oh, we may try to parcel it out to law enforcement and government, (as we have been doing up until now), yet we cannot any longer escape our own part in the process or for the product that results. We can no longer kid ourselves.

Why would we want to give any of this away in the first place? To be human is the ultimate gift, holding a thrill-a-minute level pinned on maximum.

Whether resting in superior innocence, quaking in guilty boots, or precariously tiptoeing someplace in between, you are hopefully completely engaged in your life right now. You will make a decision and regardless of who blames you for it, or who you blame it on, it will ultimately be your responsibility.

There are no pat answers. The fingers in this “game of blame” point at all of us.

These ideas are brought up here to engage the question, to introduce the thought. We are refreshing our core, returning to our own truth, emerging authentically in brand new ways as human. From here, these questions are looking for answers personally, intimately and constantly.

These are things we’ll all decide consciously. We cannot turn back. Internally, globally, we speak as one and it is our actions that tell the tale; yours and mine and everyone’s. It is our responsibility and not one to be sluffed off. We tried that once, and look where it has led. We’ve learned. Experience is one hell of a good teacher.

We’ve got this. Our new world awaits.

We are the Ones. We’ve anchored the light. It is done.

With deep appreciation for all that you are,
Sophia 
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Each day it seems someone else is “called out publicly”; an old tape/recording found of something said, something done, something or someone harmed, ridiculed, insulted or infringed upon.

What this feels like now is a game. It is one in which none are left playing in the end. The final round is where we find ourselves.

We began in a circle. It was easy then, and clear. The rules were simple.

There were so many of us. Looking around and finding your next move was easy.

Find someone in the circle who has done something that you feel is wrong, distasteful, horrendous, horrific even. Something you’d consider a crime against someone else.

Now point to that person.

Unless that person can prove on every single level that he or she is not complicit in what you are pointing at him or her for, they must sit down.

Once all the obvious perpetrators are seated, there are a few surprises.

This one a priest? Your co-worker? A principal? A journalist? A policeman? A humanitarian?

All seated now.

More surprises, as your neighbors, classmates, friends, family and heroes sit down.

Who’s pointing now? Those sitting still play this game – their guilt does not absolve or hide yours or anyone else’s.

“Complicity” includes looking the other way, pretending not to notice, letting self-absorption or fear or greed or status define your view.

There are levels of guilt.

We are all sitting now.

Some of us are glad to be finally called out so it can be brought to an end. Some of us frustrated and angry at having been pointed at; we don’t want to stop. Many of us confused, having no clear idea of the complicit crime pointed out, or why we are guilty of it.

Those are the ones still pointing. They need the next level:
When the standers are seated, they are replaced with the mirrors.

We are in a circle. We are surrounded in mirrors.
The game continues.

If point you must, go right ahead. What you’ll find, eventually and inevitably, is the crux of your blame.

You point only at you.

Oneness.

You are the one who blames.

You are the one who knows the “crime”.

How will you judge?

You are the ones you’ve been waiting for. You have anchored the light. It is done.
(to be continued)

With appreciation for all that you are,
Sophia

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This feels important to say. It’s a continuation of yesterday’s post. There are some things that were left unsaid.

It is upon you now to be fearless. You are human.  You came to ascend while physical. This promises to be intense; a magnificent celebration of the physical. That, my friends, is you. The physical bit of love essence that is human. I am very excited right now to share an epiphany that happened yesterday; I’m hoping it will speak to you as well.

You are not separate from any moment of this process.  All that you see before you, has been placed there. By you. This includes those things that are easy, those things that please you, as well as those things that challenge you.

Some will say that when situations or relationships fall smoothly into place it is a sign that they were meant to be, and that they ought to be pursued. Agreed. For regular days this is how synchronicity works and paths are followed with great ease and brilliant success.

Yet, these are not regular days. These are the ends of days. You are not following a path – YOU ARE FORGING ONE.

Realize that your path is made for only one.  You will not take anyone with you.  Ascension is an inside job and a solitary journey.

It requires fortitude and a willingness to venture where you’ve not gone before. It requires raw honesty and fierce determination. You came to do this.

What you’ll face is fear, and what you’ll find once you’ve confronted your fear, is agape.
You ARE worth it.

These fears you’ll face and have been avoiding look so many different ways. I can’t tell you which one is yours, yet you can. When you think about it and imagine yourself doing it – your gut will clench, you’ll feel heat or cold or some uncomfortable sensation. It won’t feel good. Try imagining…
Asking for something you believe you should have; asking someone who can give it to you
Coming out as LGBTQ to someone who matters to you
Asking him out or Asking her out; that person you’d like to know better than you do
Looking someone that you really care for directly in their eyes and telling them so
Calling your son
Calling your daughter
Speaking the truth
Looking right at yourself as a child/teen/young adult/adult (use pictures/video) and accepting all of what you lived through and all that you did and all that you had and all that you didn’t have and all that you became as a result
Saying you’re sorry to someone, with your mouth, and your eyes and then your whole self
Calling your mother
Calling your father
Looking at the way you left (a person, a home, a situation, a relationship), and accepting it
Calling your brother
Calling your sister
Doing that thing that scares you

If not these, then others. What they will have in common is the sort of fear that resides deep within. It comes from a place you’d rather avoid and most likely have avoided, for a very long time. You don’t have to do these things. You’ve gotten along just fine without doing them, thank you very much.

Yet this moment is not about just “getting along”.  It is about transcendence while physical. It asks you to face your deepest fear.

The things mentioned in yesterday’s post require bravery and a solid foundation to accomplish.

Fear on any level is fear. If you are afraid to face a relationship that went sour – how will you ever face something from another dimension?

You won’t. You’ll take a pass and hope for another shot at it when it’s not so frightening.

Well, I don’t think we get another shot at this, not soon anyway. We have this incredible opportunity right now to fully grasp our multi-dimensional bad-ass selves. We can do so by facing all of what is uncomfortable in our 3D physical life.

This is another way of saying let go of your ego.
It is not that ego doesn’t matter, for it very much does. Your ego is the voice of your addictions. It tells you what you came here to “get” this lifetime.

You will not be taking it with you though. Hence the reason for this very long post and epiphany.

If what is happening is the actualization and realization of Oneness in physical form (AKA Ascension), then it follows that all of your fear and ego must be dealt with while in that form. All of you must participate, nothing left out. All parts of your life matter, nothing left out.

It sounds easier and oh so yummy to say “in the new world it is only love and light and we are all together and reunited with our spiritual family and there is only bliss”.

Sure, it does. Yet what this is about is creating that bliss while you are human.

This, my friends, requires your bad-ass, fearless, self-accepting, unconditionally loving self to accomplish.

You’ve got this. Trust.

You are the one you’ve been waiting for.
You have anchored the light.
It is done.

With appreciation for all that you are,
Sophia
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We are coming out of hiding. This is how it feels.

Twice now, in as many days, I’ve allowed myself to imagine living as I AM. I’m not sure I know all of what that means, but I’ll share here what I notice and suspect. In case you’re doing similar things and would be inspired to share in the comments below… We are mirrors for each other, and cheering squads as well!

There are words, descriptors and adjectives to explore – relax, calm, trust, risk, open, know, play, be. They come wrapped in joy and bursting with radiance. There are depths in each that have never been explored. I can imagine them now. Next comes seeing them, feeling them.

Today I realized that since childhood I have never woken up in the morning naturally, gradually and first thing out of the shoot just listening for the sounds of the life I’d just woken up to. No. With adulthood came responsibility, worry and, even if temporarily ignored – DEBT – the bars on our cages.

I am beginning to see past the bars now and it is exquisite! This is brand new. There have been promises before, and after them, let downs and disappointment.

This is not a promise from someone else.

This is a reporting. As what is around me changes, I notice. These changes point in a direction not yet taken. It’s one I was told led to fantasy, insanity or delusion.

Yet now, in these ever-accumulating frequencies, it gains solidity and as I AM (also gaining solidity) – becomes TRUE. More than that, it leads me back home.

Careful here, I am not going to report to you that 3D becomes less dense and that this is a sign of ascension. No. I am going to, instead, report that as we humans, (the ones doing the evolving and ascending in real time), are in 3D, there are elements of different density and frequency that become available to us because we are choosing to witness them without judgment or fear.

So, just what does this mean? It means, I imagine, that we are approaching the finish line.
It’s been quite a run. You are exhausted and sweaty and hunched over, looking at your feet; the ones that got you here.

Look up.

It’s okay if you’re sweaty, exhausted, broke or broken.

Look up anyway.

If we all look up, we’ll stop focusing on where we’ve been or on what took us here. Instead, we’ll concentrate on where we are going.
Some places I’ve either seen myself or heard about from close friends recently, show us what this looks like:

• Fantastical beings from other realms or “dreams” – octopi the size of houses, silver winged dragons, miniscule sparkly fairies, small humanoids (to name just a few)
• Our multi-dimensional simultaneous selves/lives
• Disappearing and re-materializing in this 3D life
• Free energy
• Stargates and portals
• Perpetual youth
• Perpetual vibrant health
• Re-written histories
• Self-authority and actualization
• Instant manifestation
• Really cool space ships the size of planets

These things and places are real and they are here. These things and places though, must be called forth. They will not just appear. It takes a firm decision, you must choose them into your reality.

It is that last lap and the final hurdle we pass through now. You can see it just ahead; the finish line. There is fear to be faced and released before you get there. You’ll need to lighten your load and let go of some baggage. You are barely able to walk now, yet you notice you’ll have to sprint to get there in time.

A massive effort demands that you ask yourself again, just one more time, “Do I really want to do this?”

It will be hard, impossible-feeling and bring you face to face with fear.

You will want to say no, and you’ll feel perfectly justified to do so. You will feel afraid. You may call this something else; anger, frustration, exhaustion. You will want to avoid it, ignore it or tell yourself it doesn’t really matter. It may show up as a relationship with someone you’ve known forever or with something or someone brand new. You will recognize it when you hear yourself talking yourself OUT of dealing with it. Pay attention then.

Say yes.

Say yes and know that you have all that you need to succeed. Say yes to all that is before you.

Own it.

This is an individual journey and my “yes” is not the same as yours.

This is your life.

Every bit of you is yours.

Carefully crafted and expertly maneuvered, this life you’ve been having has led you home.

You are almost there.
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Say yes.
There is magic waiting.
Really.
 
You are the one you’ve been waiting for.
You have anchored the light.
It is done.
 
With appreciation for all that you are,
Sophia
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Come to this banquet and feast. It is here where you’ll find what you’ve been looking for.

This moment now, the one that feels beyond your grasp? It is just what you’ve been expecting. It is all that you’ve been waiting for.

How could this be?

Dear, dear human. It is by your hand that this moment is crafted. It is with your intent that you feel as you do.

So deeply did you desire to assist and so eager were you for a visceral experience of your own evolution – that you ran to be first in line for this earth trip! And you’ve made it!

This far you’ve come, only to look around at your landscape and forget your own design?

The ego is a powerful paintbrush.

It holds onto each drop of color, knowing any minute the perfect placement will emerge. It waits, unpainted potential.

You notice, and hurriedly rush to coat it with, well, with you. Yet, right now those colors look wrong. No, not wrong yet out of place. Like the mustard yellows and olive greens of your grandmother’s kitchen.

These are yesterday’s hues… complaining, blaming, self-pity, self-absorption, righteousness, judgment, hoarding and hating. They no longer work.

Today requires a new pallet; more luminous and a bit less dense. Shades of understanding, patience, response, action, collaboration, humility, generosity and compassion create the look you seek.

These new colors need a skilled artist; yet this is why YOU hold the brush. Crises of the mind or health or heart or home or wallet require a gentler touch and a steady line. We can no longer merely layer and cover and hide what is there, no. Our light reflects and returns it all, brilliantly bouncing back our intentions. This is an opaque moment.

We see everything and decide with eyes wide open how it fits. Just what shades are necessary for it to feel as we envision?

This is your masterpiece. As others around you lament and judge and point and mourn and cry out, reach for your paintbrush to fashion the interpretation.

Tomorrow you’ll look back with a smile; satisfied and fulfilled while continually perfecting your craft. You are the ones you’ve been waiting for.
You have anchored the light. It is done.

With appreciation for all that you are,
Sophia
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On this Valentine’s Day of 2019, there is something we all can do to illustrate our power.  Let’s send the Illuminati some love.  They won’t know what to do with it.  It may just change everything. 
 
Present in any organization are chains of command.  Those at the top are operating for a different purpose than those on the ground.  There is hope for them all.  We are here, every one of us, as a step in our own evolution.  Once we get here, free will takes over and we can proceed in any chosen direction.
 
Right now, we have the opportunity to ascend while we are physical.  It is a transformation physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually.  It is love, that when taken into your heart, will turn the key and unlock the door to Ascension. 
 
We have within us the potential for Agape – love without condition.  This love is beyond what we’ve come to expect from each other.  Agape makes no judgment about behavior.  It has no opinion.  Agape is truth.  It is the place from where we spring and our ultimate destination.
 
Before arriving here, our hope is that we’ll figure out how to demonstrate Agape as a human.  Here’s a chance to do just that.  Reach into your heart and just love the Illuminati.  All are human.  All need love in order to evolve.
 
What’s happened is over – it’s the future I’m interested in.  Here is where we can effect change.  We can love.  It is the most powerful tool in our arsenal.  It is the only thing they won’t expect.  It will be their undoing.
 
With every ounce of generosity and sincerity you have, send love to our oppressors.  Whenever it occurs to you and as often as possible, see them surrounded in a hug with seven billion pairs of arms.
 
Love anyway.  In giving you will receive the greatest gifts.  It is by loving that the deepest truths are known. 
 
What is love?

Love is what you are.  It is the foundation.

Nothing exists, if not for love.

It is the origin, the beginning, the starting point, the only point.

Love becomes all that you are once you have been everything else.

Love is the ground you walk, the air you inhale.
You cannot, will not, escape this truth.
It has no roots in fantasy.

Love is not a thing to be described by action. 
Love is the force that in its expression exists.

You will not look from your vantage point, and point to this one and say “There, that is love. I’ve found it.” While then pointing to a less pleasing one and say “There, that is the opposite of love.”

That is not how it works.

For in non-human form, where manifestation is without (outside) control or outside manipulation for power – it becomes an easy thing to declare and notice – love. In that state, contrast does not blur vision.

Here, now, most especially for you who have loved and do love your imperfect versions, you are now able to stand unencumbered and love.
What will you do?

For love is not the deciding factor in action – choice is.
The deciding factor in action, is you.

What this means, dear, dear human, is that while you struggle with anger and revulsion and self-pity and blame and guilt and affection and desire and happiness – you are deciding what love looks like through you, NOT what love is.

Every action, and its result, is a co-creation.
Every single one.

You cannot hate so deeply that love is expunged. Love exists within every particle of life.

You can act in a way that is hateful, yet you are love.

You do not choose who to love or how to love.  Instead – you choose how to be.
Be loving.
With everyone and all of life, including yourself.
The opinions and reasons do not matter – all that is left is what you did.
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You are love.
When you see each other as love, you will see clearly.
 
We are the One we are waiting for. Have a great Valentine’s Day.
 
With appreciation for all that you are,
Sophia
 ~~Note: This post is a reprint from 2 others, dated September 2012 and January 2019, the video below is from June of 2012~~
 
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Consider the meaning of complete*
  *(Please see the previous post, as this is an ongoing discussion.)
Complete: “To bring to an end, & especially in a perfected state
            To mark the end of
            To fulfill
            To make whole or perfect”
And consider the meaning of define: “To identify the essential qualities of
            To discover the meaning of
            To mark the limits of
            To make distinct; distinguish”

​Within these descriptors sits the basis for our pain and confusion in love relationships. Words are powerful. They contain and emit an energy and emotion. Emotion is the fuel for creation. Therefore, carefully (or hastily) chosen words can harm us or help rebuild us in real time.

What I suspect happened with our cultural expectation and definition of romantic love, is that it was blurred when passion took over.
Things get a little foggy in that playground. When chemically attracted, physical love is overwhelming. It tells our body “THIS IS IT!! THIS IS THE ONE!!! EUREKA!!!! I’VE FINALLY FOUND HER/HIM!!!!!”  All of that sounds like “You complete me”, doesn’t it?

Then, when the intense heat of immediate passion slows down, and our glasses become unfoggy… expectations for completion, fulfillment and perfection continue. If there is continued curiosity, and the relationship is ongoing, it may show up within the framework of “Now, how else can you fulfill me, or make me whole or bring my life to a perfected state?” In other words, EXPECTATIONS.

All of these fit perfectly into our cultural dialogue around “true love”. We don’t believe it is supposed to be any other way. It’s what all of the stories say. We haven’t been told there is any other ending besides “and they lived happily ever after”. This assumes we are together in the same home raising a few children, maybe some pets, and eventually “retiring” while holding hands and gazing into each other’s eyes.

What is never said is that love, both the blinding passionate kind described here, and any other instant deep connection to our essence, exists outside of that happily ever after. It operates independently of any agreements, ages, laws or contracts. This, the mystery and wonder and limitless nature of actual love, has not been allowed into the dialogue of “happily every after”. The result? We become very confused about how happy we are and how happy we “should be” with the love showing up in our lives.

I remember once hearing or reading, (and I don’t remember where or from whom), that religion was first invented to keep the humans from fornicating all the time! Nothing was getting done!  They were too damn happy! So, some authority showed up and defined the people and places where it was okay and “allowed” to express physical passion. I suspect that along with that bunch of rules came a whole lot of guilt, lying and internal confusion. But that’s another post.

For this post, what is being said is that, and especially in these new and powerful energies sweeping over our planet right now, if given a choice in defining what a romantic relationship does for you, which would you choose?
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One that brings you to an end or one that marks your distinct and essential qualities?
One that fulfills you or one that discovers the meaning of you?
One that completes you in a perfected state or one that distinguishes you as who you are?
One that makes you whole or one that marks the limits you are actualizing right now?

The first definition does not allow for much creativity or growth or even permission to be someone else. The second sounds a bit frightening but ever-expanding and ultimately free.

I get that it sounds so romantic to have the first sort of relationship. I do. It sounds like the answer we are looking for, the fairy tale ending, the solution to our pain.  What I am attempting to introduce here is that you CAN have those feelings, every single one of them, and you don’t need another person to supply them. They are available right now. They are found within you. They exist in your heart; the most powerful organ in your body.

They exist because you do. Once you figure out how to access them? The confusion will dissipate. Your eyes will see clearly, regardless of how foggy your glasses may become. And, you will enjoy a consistent level of deep connection (which is love), as well as, and right beside successful and ongoing relationships all over the place.

There is so much unhappiness around love and it begins with our expectations for what it is supposed to be. If we expect it to come from one person and we expect it to complete us, we will be consistently disappointed because we are complete unto ourselves. When we think of it as defining us, then all love becomes a useful tool in the living of our lives.

We are mirrors for each other, and romantic love provides for us a beautiful framework in which to surround our essence, and see ourselves clearly. Just as our school pictures change as we grow, so too will our love-frames alter the image we see in the mirror, as new parts of ourselves are revealed. These new parts of us show themselves inside of each relationship and remind us of our limitless nature.

Love is huge.

What you must do is trust. Trust that internal barometer that indicates your constant fluctuations of emotion. Know that some of those feelings are showing up as reactions (which tells you it is something external as the trigger), while other sentiments are genuine responses to truth (which is more of an eruption and begins within). Listen to your body’s messages.

We started by saying we are complete unto ourselves. We’ve moved into saying yes and it is in relationship to “other” that we are defined. If we remember that all others exist because we are here to become all that we are choosing to be, we’ll realize that we need mirrors along the road. We are each other’s reminders.

Those mirrors, the clearest ones, are our romantic loves.  These are our self-chosen mirrors; cues we’ve placed in front of ourselves, so that we can see what love looks like. It always looks precisely like us. That’s how mirrors work.
There is still a bit more to say… and next week will be the perfect time to say it.

You are the one you’ve been waiting for.

In appreciation for all that you are,
Sophia
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