I dream and desire of living an ecstatic life.
A life that brings me joy, laughter, playfulness, innocence in wilderness, freedom in totality, colors, and black and white; and dance, dance, lots of dance, and movement, and travel. I want to squeeze all of life out of every day of my existence.
I dream and desire, and I am creating it every day—a life that feels like magic; with magical people, magnetic experiences, and mysterious, innocently wild, magnetic souls like mine.
I dream and desire, and I am creating it every day—a life that has my name on it. My unique signature. A life that makes me happy even if it does not make sense to others.
A life where I thrive in all areas of my life and share my happiness with others in the best ways I know how.
A life where my shadows are as beautiful as my light.
A life where my weird, hidden, abnormal fantasies are as magnetic and attractive as my light side.
A life that includes all of me in my splendor, in my sadness, in my darkness, in the darkest corners of my psyche. A life that breathes ecstasy even in my loneliest hours. A life that holds my soul blueprint, one that is uniquely mine.
A life that moves my shakti into total balance. Where I am simply an unstoppable force of nature like I am at my core.
A life that creates.
A creation that matters to me first of all.
A life shared with those who will raise my spirit higher. A life where I will learn more of the those heights of the soul.
Less than that is not my life.
I am over with my past.
A new me is being born.
A different me.
One who surprises me every day, one who may shock others.
I want to enter stages and leave stages. Be all I can be.
Oh, my dear life.
I can feel that you’re in my blood, my veins being born anew.
I have been waiting my whole existence on this planet Earth for you to start manifesting.
I open my heart to you, to live you, or rather, let you live through me.