Hello Lover. This is about manifesting a beloved. There is a deep connection to writing things down and sending them out into the universe. It is a clear message that we are ready to receive what we are writing down and receiving becomes refined and you subconsciously begin to create space in your life for it.

I longed for this moment, but I knew he would come to me when we were both ready.

Although I have known him for lifetimes and the lessons we learned along the way were penetrating, I felt we would meet again.

He came to me in my dreams and I am grateful that he has come to me again in this experience we call life on earth.

I recognized him the moment I gazed into his eyes, it felt like home.

This kind of connection is magical and unwavering, nothing else matters when I am with him.

Although we are in fresh new bodies, the first time we hugged, the energy was magnetic. It took me back to a familiar place, I felt vulnerable but safe.

I love the feeling I get when he looks at me, his love runs so deep, I feel I can fly.

I feel beautiful without him having to tell me so.

When I am in his arms, I disengage from my body and go deep inside me where I find a beautiful freedom from the world.

He allows me to look deep into the shadows of myself and unfold layers from the heart space and he is brave enough to enter my storm.

He loves my soul more than my body, yet I sense the intense feeling of his craving for my body.

He holds me like a gentle flower, lovingly caressing my body, holding space for me to come into my feminine power, releasing the wild woman in me, he makes me feel sexy.

When I am in his presence, he ignites the best parts of me and who I am as a woman. He makes me feel like a lady.

He holds my hand with such tenderness yet I can feel the strength he holds.

He strokes my hair away from my face, looks into my eyes, he sees my soul.

I look back into his eyes, its mysterious & intoxicating. I fall madly and utterly in love over and over again as I have lifetimes before always with that intense feeling like it is the first time.

As I speak, he listens to every word with a such openness and compassion, he hears me, he understands me.

When I’m troubled, he feels me, he sees me, he embraces me, all of me.

He is my best friend, my hero, my lover.

He is my man & I am a reflection of him.

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