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We all have to start somewhere. Embarking on a sacred journey of some sorts.

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  • 20 mrt 2024
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' In the quiet embrace of destiny, two souls collided like celestial bodies on a collision course, igniting a spark that would illuminate the darkest corners of existence. Little did they know, this union was ordained by the cosmos, for they were twin flames destined to traverse the labyrinthine pathways of spiritual awakening together.’ Yeah…no, that’s not how this story started and this is a terrible first paragraph. If you liked it, please move on, this blog is not for you.

As the writer of this tale, I could tell you that I found myself entangled in the intricate dance of fate, oblivious to the seismic shift that awaited my spirit. The meeting of twin flames, guided by the unseen hands of the universe, set ablaze a journey that would lead me through the depths of my being, unravelling the veils of illusion that shrouded my true essence. And more blah blah blah… But no. This story started in 2020 when I underwent life-saving surgery and wondered for quite some time afterwards why I had been ‘chosen’ to stay alive against all odds. I seriously didn’t know why I was still here. Was there something I had to do here? Was my job here on earth not finished? And what was it then? As it had always been my dream to write and publish a book, I started writing and found that I had access to parts of my brain that I hadn’t been able to enter for a long time.

And then…in circumstances that I won’t disclose because of privacy reasons, I met someone in February of 2022 who would turn my world upside down, eventually… A casual meeting, destined I don’t know, but definitely life-changing. For the better, but maybe not in the way you think.This tale is a personal journey and some readers might see this as crap, because this is not about the lovey dovey twin flame path that you read so much about on the internet. This is the story of a forced awakening. An awakening I had no control over, but left me no other choice than to surrender to the core of my being: the soul.

Love, F.


 
 
 

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