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I have been visualizing how my twin with his energy woke up my heart from a deep sleep 😴 or a coma.

My heart was unable to feel. So was my skin. Also my emotions were shut. I was a cold, cold girl and young woman. I assume this started as some sort of protection mechanism and honestly, it saved me from marrying the wrong guy or something like that. No, I never wanted to nor did I believe in marriage. However, my hormones did wake up in time. And guys, there were plenty. I lived in communist Cuba, in darkness.

Then, at the perfect time in my life, I moved to the US with my family. After almost 2 years of getting used to my new life, learning English, getting my first jobs… And at the perfect time in my life, out of nowhere and totally by chance (or fate) my beloved and I met. It was the perfect time for both and a recognition would have been impossible previous to this. He was older than I and he was looking for Love and family, he was looking for me and I was looking for nothing, so I did not have any love blocks at that moment.

We never left each other’s side and have healed side by side. Reaching an undeniable union and growing our family. In this stage, it’s easy to see the illusions of the past. It’s easy to understand and it’s easy to forgive. In union you realize all that has happened, has gotten you to this perfect union. All the drama and issues were to trigger healing to wounds so deep, that you had no idea you had to heal because they’re not even our own wounds. Wounds that unhealed, would promote separation instead of union.

Union is filled with knowings, signs, synchronicities, putting 2 and 2 together, a greater understanding of everything. Union exposes the mysterious side of a spiritual Love connection.

My heart was cold, broken, and unable to Love but when I was placed in front of my twin my skin awakened. When he kissed me, his kiss was the sweetest honey and with every touch, he would shock my skin with his energy, which felt magnificent at the time was healing me too. Like a mini lightning ⚡ his touch woke my every cell up to Love. My heart needed lots of power to become vibrant once more. But his touch was loving and patient. With every touch, his energy traveled through me and all the way to my heart. I see this as a doctor trying to resucitate a dying heart, with electricity, and being successful. And this is the story of how my heart was revived through the sweet continued touch of my beloved. He wasn’t consciously doing this with the purpose of saving my life but this is what what happening.

Today, when I write these utterly romantic but also, in case you have not seen them, these very sensual poems for my beloved and people as ask if I really feel like this, non twin flames, we could say. But how else could I talk about Love. If I write Love with a capital L is not by mistake. Love, for me is the closest I feel to God and so far, the most healing I’ve experienced on Earth.

Blessed be Love and blessed all lovers. 💗 I know your heart still hurts but it hurts over the past or what it hurts over, soon will come to pass. Open your heart to Love. Let Love revitalize and totally renew your heart and become a new you from the inside out.

Eve