To live as nobody knows, to fall into hands that heal Open, to be open, I had to see what true nature is Undone in hands that bind, I rise again to see what love is Crystalline perfect, gazing upon the cellular regeneration Heralding the alchemy of my mind once again as it forms In …
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The mark of the Magdalene
Living still, in reclusion Under de-vine protection Channeling my beloved Your request in the trash
Aurora Eden
“I wanted to remember in order to be able to return.” ~ Anaïs Nin A love bound to uphold the mirrors, unspoken questions Opening in the unopened rich delicacies of perceive Que más, mi vida se gira under the stand of no other as I emerge only to weave golden cords And with my blood …
I.C. of my Whirl, Little Dove Caritas
“Thinking is difficult; that’s why most people judge.” ~ Carl Jung I am the destruction of all opposing wills of the one, true, living Creator who makes good the claim that all that is pure and true and ‘de Ella’ which has been falsely presented as trite, insignificant and obsolete by the vilest minds, of …
The Immaculate Perception 