30/07/2025
In the silence, the echo of noise rings loud.
In the stillness of a breeze, the chimes sing gently,
their song carried by the whispers of lingering spirits,
waiting, watching, yearning to share their truths.
Being intuitive is not the same as being open to the other side.
Many find it amusing, some daunting, even terrifying,
but for me, it is simply a part of my existence:
past, present, and future.
Long before the lineage was chosen,
before it was carried forth into the next and the next and the next,
scars of previous lives left their marks, visible, undeniable.
Many wish to be what they are not,
learning, searching, needing…
They can absorb, they can mimic,
but not like those who came before.
For those like us, it is etched into the soul’s DNA,
a natural calling, deepened and strengthened with every lifetime.
But it only grows when we choose to accept the journey.
We are not born into a world demanding that we become anything.
We are gifted with free will,
to accept or to deny,
to awaken or to sleep.
I am me.
You are you.
What connects us is not sameness, but sacred uniqueness.
When we embrace our true nature,
we begin to flourish.
The silence softens.
The noise fades.
Be calm in your being,
and watch the petals of your spirit unfold.
With love
HM🌻
