Sunday, December 7, 2014

All My Rocks

I am no stranger to love or heartbreak.  Through default I've learned over the years what I truly need in the man in my life.  A couple years back I was inspired to create a "true love" ritual.  I went to my garden and picked out some rocks; I wanted something strong and lasting and rocks seemed to fit the bill nicely.  I spent some time writing out a ritual asking for my true love but more important I wrote on each rock what I dearly desired in a man, what I knew I deserved in a man. Using a Sharpie marker for permanency I wrote important words like: empathetic, loving, kind, intelligent, caring, good with kids, humble, respectful, dependable, strong, open... all the attributes I wanted in a man but never had in the relationships I'd had.  I put a good amount of belief and energy in this ritual and then I put my rocks on my shelf and returned to life in general.

A few more heartbreaks followed.  Much emotional pain and letting go.  The harsh beginning to a strong spiritual awakening that included constantly batting my doubts and fears.  A moment came when I was tired.  It felt like I'd been through the war.  I'd dated, loved, and while I learned lessons I also didn't always treat myself well; I learned very strongly what I did NOT want in a man, in dating, or in a relationship.  I was ready to step back, regroup and try for once in my life being gentle with myself.

That is when my twin soul Joron came to me.  I was not expecting him.  I guess one could say he came to me when I least expected it!  In learning about soul mates I'd read about twin souls but never thought of wanting one, attracting one, or asking for one.  The idea never crossed my mind.  All I wanted was, one day, a dependable loving man who truly cared for me and was willing to make me a priority in his life.  I'd asked God two years prior to meeting Joron to please change my life by the time I was forty.  At that time, age 38, I was married with an infant son and was terribly lonely.  My marriage was sadly lacking and I felt hopeless and in despair.  Two years later I was separated from my soon-to-be ex-husband, living on my own and I'd been through the wringer with love.  I'd been madly in love with a married man, ended the relationship, and was healing from the letting go.  I told God I was ready to be alone for a while... and it was then that I met Joron.

He swept into my life like a breath of fresh air.  I can't really properly express how sweetly wonderful and perfect my Beloved is.  SO wonderful that he scared the shit out of me as I will be explaining here shortly.  We met online in a strange way, and his first email to me was entitled "Empathy."  He told me he was a Geologist who worked at a museum and he used to live in California but had been back in "our" area for the last 18 months.  Said it was rare to hear people talk about empathy as I had in the online post I'd made that he replied to.  Said he was an empathetic person and to write back if I was so inspired.

From the bottom of my heart I was not actually looking to date anyone new.  I'd been trying to let go of the married man for months {we rarely saw each other- it was mostly long distance emailing, loving but rough emotionally} and finally had weeks earlier.  I'd dated along the way and found it to be taxing.  Very rough.  I did some things with men that hadn't thrilled me, and I needed some time to heal.  I was tired and honestly feeling a bit jaded about men in general, ready to hunker down for a while and wait, hopefully, for the right man to come to me.  *sigh*  Something about Joron's energy caught my attention though.  He was refreshing.  Kind and well-spoken.  Intelligent and interested in getting to know me.  Respectful- he didn't hint at sexuality right away like most men do these days. Somehow we immediately clicked and it was like a firestorm- there was no stopping the connection. Then we exchanged photos and I was shocked: he was... adorable.  Bright and smiling and big sparkling blue eyes.  He just looked pleasant and nice.  In one shot he was holding a little fuzzy white poodle up to his face with this big ole' smile.

Like a woman can resist a man with a puppy or baby, right?

He told me with such enthusiasm and genuine feeling that I was beautiful, and I felt that he meant it. Both of us were shocked to have connected with each other, two people seemingly very simple at first glance. What began from that initial simple email exchange was the transformation of my entire life. The love he showed me was so strong and real and pure and kind and good that I have had a very difficult time accepting it due to my past.  Many people have issues with feeling worthy of real love, and I am one of them.  Being loved by Joron has been a learning experience, one that started from a few fun lighthearted emails that slammed us together like a magnet to steel.

I came to find as time went on that Joron is all of my rocks.  He is everything I asked for in a man plus some wonderful things I didn't realize I wanted.  Ironically {or not} he is also a Geologist who radiometrically dates rocks all day.

A Geologist whose life revolves around rocks... is who came to me as the answer to my ritual asking for my one and only true love, asking for him by writing him on rocks.  The universe has a sense of humor.

My twin soul is so kind.  He showed me more love than pretty much anyone has in my entire life besides the unconditional love I receive from my son.  His love is the love I've always dreamed about, a man who loves like I do- fully, totally, completely.  I am told from above that I am walking ball of love.  This is why I've loved hard my whole life.  Joron loves like this too.  He is not physically in my life right now.  We don't communicate since we are in the midst of what is called a "twin soul separation."  It's a quiet that is beyond human reason, controlled by soul.  I love Joron with all my heart and look forward to the day when I hear his loving sweet voice again.  I long for the moment when I can look into his eyes, smile, hug him and say, "I've missed you my love."  I know he's out there loving me still, wanting to come back to me as much as I want him back in my arms again.

"And nothing's gonna stop me but divine intervention."  It is divine intervention.  And his love for me is divine.

I'll love you, forever, and yes- I believe in you.





  

An Introduction to My Love Story


Hi.  Welcome to my new blog.  If any visitors have read my other blog, Silence Is Golden, then you know I have decided to readdress how I met my Love for the purpose of remembering who my twin soul, my Beloved Joron, truly is. We've been through an intense fire this last year during our separation and it's really taken its toll on me mentally, emotionally, physically and spiritually.  I allow my mind to take control and at those times when my mind is in charge I forget what my Beloved was really like.  I forget who he really is.  I begin to believe only the mirroring, and I can't do that.  It is my responsibility to feel him, to feel truth.

To feel his love.  To defend our love.  Why?  Because I miss feeling the real him, my Love.  And because I've been told to do so from above for months and I have not really listened.  I've avoided and bitched and moaned and brought more and more mirroring to me.  And I think this song is him; I feel him in a lot of Michael Buble's music.  This is how he feels on the inside, wanting to come home to me.  He showed me this over and over while we've been separated, and it's actually very sad.  I can't allow myself to be stuck here, and he stuck there.  He's shown me over and over that he wants to come back to me!  I got scared and each time I did my fear energetically pushed him away, and when he goes quiet I get even more scared and it becomes a vicious cycle of soul-orchestrated quiet and wanting each other and my fear-energy keeping us apart so I have to do my best to shift us.  This means write about the LOVE. NO exception, just love.



I call it my "Universal" love story because the universe brought us together.  And we share a love of the sky, the cosmos, and the universe.  It is a love that strongly linked us together, and I cannot step out under the night sky and not think of him.  Always.  Every star, every moonbeam, brings my Love right back to my heart over and over again.

My Joron is perfection.  He showed me nothing but love, acceptance, kindness, empathy and love.

The purpose of this blog is to write love.  I like to write, and I seem to do better when I have an audience. Even of just one.  Chalk it up to the Diva Leo in me; I like an audience.  Energy flows better when I write like this instead of what feels like alone in my journal.  I get a kick out of typing on a blog. It feels good, and it brings my Beloved, my Joron, back to me, close to me in my heart.

Joron and Rose.  These are not our real names but the names my Higher Self has for us.  We are Joron and Rose and we loved, and love, each other very much.  And our relationship is energetic and magnetic and loving and full of attraction so parts might be a little steamy which is why I chose the "over 18" setting for my page.  We loved each other in every single way, even the naughty bits, and I am planning to describe our love in colorful vivid detail because it feels good to do so, to CELEBRATE the love we have together, the love and friendship we shared.  The love I know he has for me now.

Me Beloved once told me while in the midst of our strange twin soul separation that I should "write about love, a love story, or write some kind of naughty novel" because I am "such a good writer."  So I am.  Here, now, writing about us.  If you don't like to read about love, mushy gushy true dreamy love, then you will not want to read my blog.  If you blame a gal for holding on to a dream, the you won't want to read my blog.  If reading about someone really fighting for someone she believes in bugs the fuck out of you because I refuse to cave to fear then you won't want to read my blog.  If you don't have an open mind then you won't want to read my blog.  If you are jaded and closed off to love then you won't want to read my blog because I guarantee it will annoy you, and if sexy Smexxor words like "I want to lick every square inch of his yummy body" or reading about lovemaking offend you then you won't want to read my blog.  If you don't want to read about our love then you won't want to read my blog, and for God's sake if you read this and are wont to think I am pathetically "living in the past" or am "desperate" or "don't know how to give up or let go already" or that I "need to move on already" then please, I beg of you, DO NOT read my blog.  If you can't understand that I am really working to believe and manifest my destiny with my twin soul because my Higher Self is begging me to already- then get off my ass and don't read my blog.  

 Don't say I didn't warn you.  For the rest of you who believe true love is worth fighting {and writing} for- please, read my blog.

Welcome to my love story.  My "Universal" love story.