The Witness

Reading the article, walking in the sun, having her ask me if I’m ok, something has shifted. A splash of clarity is washing over me, a light that’s warming me from my little toe to the last tip of my hair. A new feeling. A feeling that’s coming from deep inside. A feeling that moves me. A feeling that makes me feel ok. Ok with myself, worthy, abundant, beautiful in every way. A feeling that needs no outside, that needs no affirmation or compliment. A feeling that is intrinsic truth in itself. Something that no one can touch. Love. Real love, true love that’s not dependent on nothing or no one but just is. A feeling that needs no words from men, to make you believe it. A feeling that needs no acknowledgement of any kind. It feels like freedom. Free from the attention of anyone to feel pretty, beautiful, worthy or loved. It just is. Here. Now. Always. From inside of myself. 

1188. I’m in the bus. Witnessing the sacredness of two beautiful souls merging, in my bones. My heart moved by the kindness of the two. Through wind and weather, snow and rain, they shine, holding hands, marching on their path together in love. Being chosen to witness their life decision, holding her hand, opening new horizons of love and care for me as the days before already suggested. My backpack next to me. On one side my yoga mat, on the other her flowers. This beautiful bouquet that’s brought her the love of her life, giving it to me. El Camino. Starting for me now. She wouldn’t accept rejection. Neither will I. I don’t care how you do it. You will take them. Accept no tears, no unhappiness, no fights. Did you take alcohol with you? For the third time trying to push the champagne on me. I smile. Time for me to learn from them.

It’s time to shift. Into a new dimension of myself. A dimension where I can be me. Without a mask, without having to hide, without having to please to be loved. Without having to fix… anything. Not myself, not no one else. Where not just anyone can walk up to me, promise me the blue from the sky to receive all my care and the blue from MY sky and leave me drained, hurt and empty when he sucked me out but a dimension of the universe where I’m being loved, where I’m ok, where I’m held, cared for without having to ask for it. Where I can just exist, be seen and heard for who I am. Where one comes to care for me, to please me, has interest in my well being and all I am as it has been all the last weeks since for the first time I jumped into a car, my bestest by my side, welcoming the new year with me in this very dimension. This journey where any place, every person welcomes me with open arms, dropping tears for me leaving as I do too. The bus is moving, the fields under the grey cold sky outside as well. My next destination unknown. Soon to be another place in my heart. 

The bouquet next to me, a reminder of true love, appreciation and care. We’re waiting for you to invite us to your wedding. I do too. Two last hugs. Thank you for coming my friend. You will know when you meet the right one. You just know. He will do anything for you and you will not feel hurt anymore. Good luck on your journey. 

I know this kind of love.

It is amazing everytime, like the first time, to get to see you now clear and clean. It is common to feel more special than the others, rarely we truly feel that way of another person, you are that rare, just a lot more. You're the rarest diamond there is, i can bet anything on it and i will win easily.

You are the sun. Sometimes it's taken as a given, but if there was no sun there wouldn't be life on earth as we know it. The same goes for you, you are that important. Everybody is missing the sun, some never really saw it, when they see it, you as the pure clear sun, they don't want to lose it anymore and keep on looking at you. You are that essential, if there wasn't you, life wouldn't be the same.

And even from afar, from the galaxy, you can still be seen as the brightest star. The most beautiful one.

I just want to give you all of me, and hug you nostop for at least an hour, making you feel me even more. You already do know what i mean but even more. No need to reply to me the same way, it's not a commercial trade, i just wanna wrap my arms around you and never let go.. But you have to keep going forward, so i can offer you my hand, always there to be grabbed when you want/need to, like a 7/11 it's always open.

What is so pure and beautiful is that many people tell the same thing, many people tell you that they love you and you're special etc. And anybody would get used to it but not you. You appreciate it like it's the first time every time. I dare to say the ones that don't love you are not understandable

Be well and keep going. I love you, Always will

You're innocent beside everything till now

It's magic that's surrounds you

thank you for existing now

I was reading your last post whilst listening repeatedly to the songs you sent me.. how can anybody not love you? How is it not possible?? Such beauty, deep purity and humbleness to anything! With such freedom.. i may repeat myself continuously but for now in the moments i just want to tell you keep going living. 

I love you Lina. My evening thought. Possibly your morning message.

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I enter the bus. It’s time.