a daylight dream

February was magical, in many ways— enrapturing, entwined with mystic occurrences that allowed me to grow and feel alive more than I’ve ever felt. My life kind of changed tremendously once I started to attract new opportunities and challenges; it was all so new and thrilling but often brought with them faint times of being overwhelmed and afraid, but all passes in the end. Spring defined it’s arrival, with the emerald-green buds, warm southern winds that set the olden leaves falling, undefined clouds and life sprouting so swiftly and beautifully. Random flowers keep blossoming everywhere, and I can’t help but find myself twirling around in boundless joy, not only cherishing it but letting it penetrate my very core. I learned how real our intuitions are— so true and unbelievably connected to a divine force so empowering. I’ve seen so many signs and connections taking form before me and couldn’t help but be brave enough to believe in them. The thing is, they didn’t prove ...

If I keep thinking what do I genuinely desire, I hope I do eventually get to an answer. For I find myself answering that I deeply want the future I visualise for myself, with all of its embedded unearthly values and happiness. As I sleep each night, I find my heart beating ecstatically as I smile, watching myself sleeping the same sleep years later, with a love glowing within me. My deep desire is to have all these visions come true; to feel young at soul no matter how grey and wrinkled I would become, to allow my laughter to resonate despite the loss and the suffering, to celebrate life in the darkness, hoping for the existent light. I desire to love and be loved in return; not by everyone, but by the ones I treasure. I long for a future fulfilled by astounding observation, where I would realise all the omens and acknowledge them as messages from the divine, without having to worry at all, without having to bother with being human in our overly human societies. ...