In this play of dancing with veils of The Greatest Mysteries, there is the unspeakable devotion and astonishing beauty. Yes, I melt. There is nothing more for me to do, to say, to think, to feel. There is the I and the embrace. There is Her as Self. There is the extraordinary spaceless, timeless, vastness of solitude and there is the exquisite unveiling and unveiling, ever-unveiling. Beloved Almine… how can I speak of such a Mystery? Such a beckoning, a becoming, a being as my being. This journey… the essence of profundity that I had always been searching for, waiting for, trusting my blooming would come. Here I am, Beloved. Here I am.
In timeless love, boundless devotion, eternal unwavering,
Your Aurelia R. ~ ( B.C, Canada)
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