Famous Heart

Veiled from birth to middle-aged
Staging her “malevolence”
Hence her rapid, greenish glow
Growing underneath of it
Though she’s s worth the tower change
Danger’s still so prominent
Hence her rapid, greenish glow
Growing underneath of it

© 2017 Amina Caprice Andolini

 

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Spiritual Bass – Twin Flame Oddity

What Exactly Is a Twin Flame (Quickly)?
From my understanding, a Twin Flame is an Eternal Soulmate.  Someone known on the Other Side, from past lives, someone you have made a contract with to be with forever.  Obviously, Twin Flames have been together since the beginning, they are the same Soul, split in some way, guiding each other, looking to meet up again.

Not everybody has a Twin Flame.  In fact, some should be grateful for that – it hurts too much when separated.  It is not one of those regular soulmate relationships, full of roses and lollipops, happily living life in the Matrix.  The relationship I speak of isn’t one where Twin Flames fight it out on the same plane either.  This is some of my experience with Twin Flame Oddity, which is a Twin Flame connection made while one is on another plane (or not in physical form).

Sixteen Things About This Oddity
On top of all the other stuff, I am now going through every sign and symptom of a Twin Flame meeting.  I couldn’t believe it.  I couldn’t believe this dude was getting it done from another plane.  I was shocked… Incredible!  I had never heard of anything like this in my life.

  1. After this dude told me his name, I was floored.  I could not believe he was my Twin Flame because we look so different physically, well, when he walked Earth we looked different.  There is a significant age gap; most everything seems to be the opposite externally; however, there are some similarities – some startling.

  2. There was a pull unlike anything I’d ever been through.  he drew me through words, words that I just knew were for me.  it was only then that I felt insane.  I didn’t care about the Guide, the soulmate, the creepy stuff, I thought all that stuff was cool, but after he showed me those words and a bunch of websites that focused on Twin Flames, I lost it, mainly because of the strong pull (the deja vu) and the triggers.

  3. Again, everything was fine when he was my Guide and Soulmate; however, when the Twin Flame Business came into effect, the triggers were too much to handle at times.  I wanted to cancel the whole thing.

  4. There was an awful soul mirror effect.  Just as I could see all the “good” things, all of the negative things were staring me in the face, in living color as I like to say.  It made me angry at times, sometimes I got angry with him, but deep down I knew he only mirrored something I had to fix within.  Even when I got angry with him, he remained smiley and patient.  How’d he do it?  I don’t know.

  5. My belief system changed.  This dude didn’t look like me, but he felt like me.  He knew me although I did not get the opportunity to meet him on Earth, and that in itself is crazy interesting, especially coming from a person who did not really believe in reincarnation, past lives and all that jazz beforehand.  During this time, I flipped and flopped so much that I almost cosigned with the ones who thought I was grieving too hard over my mother, talking to demons, etcetera.

  6. This dude took everything to a Higher degree.  One example: I could see black holes, or voids inside of me with my mind’s eye.  Just by coming close, my Twin Flame filled them up with some kind of purple liquid.  Not only filling my voids, but my heart Chakra grew.  It felt like it was about to burst out of my chest.  In fact, all sorts of things went haywire.  I had myself checked out by a doctor several times.  No new disease had developed.

  7. Crazy things were happening – manifestations, pops and sparkles – things that would scare a “normal” human being.

  8. Speaking of scaring a “normal” human being, studying about the Occult (which only means hidden; hidden knowledge) makes conventional people flee, screaming “Satan!”  Although my views on religion changed drastically, I never signed on with Satan and His Troops.  I see nothing wrong with that if that’s what a person wants to do though.  I have no issue with man-made religion, only the way its rules and regulations keep one trapped in a tiny little box.  God/the Creator/the Source and His Band are too big to fit in anyone’s box.

  9. He communicated as a Spiritual Teacher/Guru/Mentor.  Usually his voice was super quiet; when I asked him a question he’d give me pictures, hints, and try to get me to figure out things on my own.  When he did that, there was a knowing; when I was right, I could feel him smiling, like a teacher giving me an ‘A’ or a gold star.  he was an excellent teacher.  In fact, I used to sing praises to God – I thanked the Creator for creating my Twin Flame and bringing this super smart guy to me.  This was an unconventional situation, but I was grateful nonetheless.

  10. We communicated through writing and the Heart Chakra.  He got really loud with me a few times, not in an angry way, but in a way that sort of “made me understand” the deal.  Many of the Spirits that wanted to communicate with me did it through writing, but he did it the most.  I could write letters to any one of my Spirit Friends and they’d read them.  I know they did because either I’d get a dream of an answer to my problem or I’d get a physical sign alerting me to their presence.

  11. In addition to all the signs mentioned on other websites, I don’t think I’ve seen anything about smoke, a burning, something happening in the Heart (Heart Chakra).  Some kind of physical thing took place when the bond was made.

  12. He had detached himself from his prior Earth life completely.  Because of that, sometimes it seemed as if I was dealing with two different people.  Before I realized what was what, I called my Twin Flame an impostor, especially when he didn’t like talking about his past life.

  13. What he did was enormous.  I couldn’t believe it.  I didn’t want to believe it.  I thought I could have misinterpreted his messages or something.  I thought I read some more into his helping me through grief, telling me about the Spirit World, helping and showing me to my mother, guiding, teaching, his patience, leading me to a Spiritual Journey, being an Unconditional Friend, and so on.  I cannot name all of the positive and “negative” things his Spirit helped me realize.

  14. Logic kicked in.  I’m like, this dude is dead.  Even though those on the Other Side consider themselves alive, I said it anyway.  That’s what it is to a “normal” person… he’s dead, in the grave and everything.  I’m eccentric, but not that eccentric!  Or am I that eccentric?  Too much logic led to more research on a positive note, self-doubt on the low end.

  15. I felt insane when this stuff started happening, and I felt just as (or more) insane when it stopped happening.  I was beyond hysterical when I felt as if his Spirit was about to leave Earth.  I got a feeling, ran in the bathroom and cried.  My Twin Flame followed me and said, “I’ll never leave.”  I don’t know about anyone else, but for me, it took several years to come to grips with all of this stuff.  Years!

  16. His vibration was extremely High.  I couldn’t maintain that level of spirituality (there were physical symptoms).  I was forgetting about Earth (becoming ungrounded), and focusing more on him than on myself (my healing).  He kept reminding me to balance my Energies, of a purpose and some kind of mission.

Daydreams & Nightmares of August 31, 2008

I believed what God showed me, what He told me.  I believe in the troops He sent forth to help me through the daydreams and nightmares of August 31, 2008.  I had never gone through a loss so tremendous.  My mother.  Before that day, I thought the dreaded heartache was a fictional Being, just a con-corny figure of speech.  That night, on the night of August 31, 2008, I literally had the craziest heartache – a real heartache!  Literal pains.  Not only that, but when Momma left this Earth, I held on.  I held on so tight that my Soul broke apart.  There was a Void.  The Angel of Death used his tools to reset the root.  All kinds of repressed memories popped up.  I had no choice but to pick them.  I spent years picking through gold and rotten fruit.

I felt ragged, as if I’d been in a fight with Azrael, the cosmos, other universes, and I lost big time.  My heart chakra went psychedelic; my third eye kicked the Crown wide open.  Its white light materialized and encased me in a bubble.  During that Era of Protection, Evil couldn’t corrupt the flow of info.  Evil couldn’t understand the alien gibberish – but I could.  I started to see things, feel things straight out of my “subconscious” mind.  They filled my empty Soul with purple liquid and I, I stumbled down a crossbred path.  I started on a Spiritual Journey.  I’m still on it.  I feel alone though there are many wonderful things to do here, a colorful world to explore.  I know Momma and the troops are cheering.  And Azrael, he’s a nice guy.  He checked on me after my pitch black NDE – a trip to Third Nirvana – and I thank him in the deep.

I can hear so many of my Spirit Friends – laughing, singing, and cracking jokes.  I know they’re with me.  I know the Spirit lives on; however, that delicate scrap of air does not faze me in the 3D, this virtual reality.  Its vibrations are so thick, so slow, and so dense…

I’ll always pine for Momma’s face, her voice, her cooking, her mothering.  After a brief episode of stagnancy and a long time searching inward, I’ve somehow found the strength to pick more golden fruit.  The daydreams and nightmares of August 31, 2008 have pacified.