Eternal Soulmate Groups Part II

“Blue rays trump the sun’s excessive hotness.
L
egends and boring waves have their days.
I
‘ll always praise the sun’s excessive hotness.
Perception’s up in flames at the People Parade.”
– Amina Caprice Andolini  

After a series of dreams and incidents, I knew that the thing we call death is only a facade; an illusion.  It took me a very long time to deal with my issues, to basically deprogram myself.  The mind control, the brainwashing, I’ve been deceived by this Veil of Illusion my whole life!  After I got rid of much of the mind clutter, I was able to see and hear more things; to think clearer, to arrange the pieces of my puzzle.

Most of the Spirits I communicated with came through with an air of Unconditional Friendship.  They were “In the Pastel” meaning that I could see and/or feel colors.  Some came through with the ‘I’m trying to help you’ vibe, one of Unconditional Friendship, Unconditional Love, Trust, Loyalty, Honesty, and all that jazz.  The vibration was extremely High.  They always talked about or alluded to something (or someone) Higher, such as God or the Source, different kinds of Angels, the man we’ve come to know as Jesus Christ, so on.

I communicated with all kinds of High to low vibrational Spirits and ghosts; however, the main three ones are the Twin Flame/Eternal Soulmate, Soul Group/Soul Family, and the Twin Counterpart/Divine Counterpart.

Twin Flame/Eternal Soulmate – I heard his voice in 2009, six months after my mother passed away.  He introduced himself to me in a nice way, I guess to make sure I truly understood who he was.  He didn’t want me to send him away (due to fear or confusion).  He came in as an Unconditional Friend, someone I’ve known my whole life; a best friend, Guide, soulmate, and then he hit me with the Twin Flame business.  I could handle all the less intense stuff, but when the Twin Flame stuff came into play, I thought I was losing my mind.  All of the websites he directed me to helped with this – he started off with the kitten and bubble gum sites and then moved on to the big ole technical ones.

He helped me navigate through all of my grief and brought about what I call “The People Parade.”  The People Parade 🎊 is the special time (2009-2010) when the questions I asked God, the Creator of All, back in 2007 (after I found out of my mother’s cancer) and 2008 (after my mother passed away) were answered.  During that time, he introduced me to several members of my Soul Group/Soul Family.

Soul Group/Soul Family – My mother!  She’s the one who kick started this whole thing.  The members of my Soul Group/Soul Family that I spent the most time with are members of my biological family (mostly my mother’s side) that have passed on.  There were kids and other family members that I did not get the chance to meet on Earth.  There were friends that I did not have the opportunity to meet on Earth; some friends that I did interact with on Earth.  Many Angels and animals came around, some to do a certain job then leave, others, like Archangel Azrael, came around to help unlock a repressed memory.  Many of the members of my Soul Group/Soul Family were writers, poets, or musicians when they walked Earth.

 

Twin Counterpart/Divine Counterpart – There is much more to research about this one.  I do know that there are many titles, such as: the Catalyst and Near Twin, or the darker Shadow Twin, Alien Love Bite, and False Twin but for now, I’ve chosen to go with Twin Counterpart/Divine Counterpart because he mirrors the Twin Flame in a way (a Near Twin) and it feels as if he was contracted to help me.  With the other groups, I interacted with their Spirits on the Other Side; however with the Twin Counterpart/Divine Counterpart, although he is still alive on Earth, I felt his Higher Self protecting me, helping me with grief along with some of the others.  That was one of the weirdest things I’d ever heard of (besides meeting a “dead” Twin Flame) – to interact with a person’s Higher Self while they are still alive 😵😯😮.  This dude has no conscious knowledge about this; he has no idea I even exist!  I have not met him as of yet.  Whether or not I will is I believe up to our Free Will and ego.  I have already received the answer, that we were/are really good friends.  He is the Near Twin; however, I met his Higher Self after I met my Twin Flame.  Hmmm…

Before all of this stuff popped off, I was on the fence about past lives, reincarnation, the whole creepy jazz band.  I had no idea why nostalgia and deja vu existed, didn’t want to know if I had any OBEs or not (and I have had many).  After my mother’s passing, I have learned to question everything!  And BELIEVE

Eternal Soulmate Groups Part I

🕊🕊🕊 Colorful Seven
“Like psychedelic snakes in the vortex, communication knows of the Love I have for the Universe.  Through an Empathic Heart – green and wide open – up through blue words, up through the Crown’s dust, then back and through each question.  Like snakes in the vortex, they creep ’round each cog; fine tuning each cog, slinking ’round each core’s colorful seven.” 🕊🕊🕊 – by Amina Caprice Andolini 

In Soulmates Along the Path, I mentioned reading and appreciating other people’s definitions.  I discussed a few of my own experiences with soulmates in the Soul Friendthe Kindred Spirit Soulmate, and now, Eternal Soulmate Groups Parts I and II

The deep, inexplicable, depressing pain I experienced after the Cosmic Sleeper Soulmate left me behind was nothing compared to the shock – shock when I found out about my mother’s cancer.  Shock because I became her caretaker.  Nothing compared to the shock I felt after she passed away back in 2008, the day after my daughter’s 14th birthday.  As I mentioned in some other blog, I had a real heart ache.  I didn’t know a person’s heart could hurt like that; pains radiating outward and inward like the sun’s rays.  It felt like someone squeezed all the life out of it, and then continued to squeeze until there was nothing left to squeeze.  I did not want to believe that God Himself could be so cruel, to take the person who knew me better than anybody did, the one who could figure out what was wrong with me before I even told her, the one who gave me what I came to know as unconditional love.

I didn’t know if I was dying or not, but in all honesty, I wanted to die.  Anything could feel better than this, I thought.  Not only did I not know anything about the heart ache jazz, I didn’t know or believe in a lot of things before my strange ordeal took place.

The year was 2009 (almost exactly six months after my mother passed away).  I have always “heard” things, so when I heard a Voice from the Sky talking to me, I did not pay much attention to it.  To me, it was a plain old case of mental telepathy.  I thought it was, I don’t know who or what I thought it was 😳.  Honestly, I didn’t care about a lot of things that took place after my mother’s death.  I’m like… what could be worse than this!  Anyway, after a series of events took place, including the Voice dropping a bunch of clues as to what his name was when he walked Earth, materializing and bringing friends, the Voice alluded to being one of my Guides.  The Voice was my Guide; he came across as an Unconditional Friend, someone who knew my mom, but I knew there was something else going on with him.  My Guide seemed bored, as if he didn’t want to come to Earth.  I could feel him lingering around, watching, protecting, picking at his fingernails and doing this thing like falling asleep.  I felt his thoughts as they drifted off to another place.

I didn’t know much about telepathy, the sixth sense, whatever you wanna call it.  All I knew is that I could do it sometimes.  I didn’t know much about Guides, Angels, what have you, so I thought my Guide was bored of me.  Bored because I was so hardheaded, because I questioned him so much, because I spoke to him like I would speak to an old friend (his Energy felt familiar, as if I’d known him forever).  I thought he got tired of me doubting around, trying to make sure he wasn’t some evil Spirit, one slobbering around, trying to take advantage of my grief.  I knew he was a nice guy, so nice that I felt bad for the need to question him so much. Coming from a Christian background, one where a good number of sheep run around paranoid, thinking everyone and everything is a demon from the pit, it was in my nature to make sure he was who he said he was.  I didn’t know of any other way to do it.  These things (telepathy, protection, empathic skills, etcetera) came so easy to me at the time, I thought I could have been a witch.  I didn’t know.  I had to do a lot of reading just to come to grips with being able to speak with a Spirit through my Heart Chakra in that way.  During that time, I had issues with religion and so many other things in the Matrix, since the things I could see with my own eyes were way different from some of the things I’d been taught to believe my entire life.  They were different but they didn’t feel wrong.  Also, I wasn’t sure who to pray to, and so while meditating, I said “I’m talking to the One Who Created All.”  I had no time for mental tricks, comical ghosts and all those other wise cracking spirits.  I wanted real answers.  Who better to go to for protection than to the One who created Satan, demons, the evil things and the things we think are evil?  Who better to go to for the Truth than to the Master Creator – to the One Who Created All?

I could tell my Guide tried his best not to scare me.  He didn’t want me to get all nervous, paranoid, whatever you call it, and send him away. I could feel his sadness, his patience; I knew he was the one sending telepathic thoughts about Spirit communication, the Afterlife, and other random things.  He felt like such an old friend.  We’d grown to be even closer friends; the best of friends.  We used to laugh and play around all the time, still, I was puzzled as to why he materialized in the first place.  We were friends and all, but with him, if I asked him something he didn’t always answer me directly.  He didn’t try to keep anything from me either.  He was into sending messages; finding ways for me to figure out the answer on my own.

I wanted to know why he hung around me so much.  I knew “being a Guide” wasn’t his only reason for visiting me.  Soon I started to get all of these directions towards Spirits, the differences between the “Good” Spirits and the “Bad” Spirits, Ghosts (the difference between ghosts and Spirits), stuff about God, Satan, religion (the difference between religion and spirituality), the Afterlife, all sorts of wonderful instruments to research.

After I’d learned a bit more about Spirits, spirituality, the Afterlife and such, I got this crazy pull to sites that mentioned the different kinds of soulmates.  There was a rather unusual pull to Twin Flames – I can’t explain how strong the pull was.  I kept on going to sites that spoke of Twin Flames, from the sickly sweet sites to the more technical ones.  I must admit, early on in the journey, during the “bubble phase,” I did not understand what certain people talked about – Higher Self, 4 and 5D, Graduate Souls, merging the five bodies, Kundalini Energy, the 12 chakra system, burning templates, the healing potential, and so on.  I didn’t understand what felt like their irritation regarding the sickly sweet sites either.  Those sites helped me out so much!  Later on, I understood that the irritation was more so for the people who thought the bubble love phase is all there is to a Twin Flame union.

Hold up… soulmate?  Twin Flame?  I had never heard of a “Twin Flame” in my life!

There was a need to find out who this Spirit dude really was, to find out everything I could about different types of soulmates, the Twin Flame consciousness and what it meant.

What Genre?

Finding out what genre I write in took a very long time.  In fact, I’m still figuring things out.  It’s hard for me because, although there is lots of material similar to the style of writing I choose to exhibit, as with most writers, I feel that it’s “different” and does not fit in the industry’s boxes.  You can call it jackleg (in terms of being inexperienced or a non-professional), arrogance, or both.

Since I had no designs on being a writer, as a kid I hated romantic type poetry and love songs, I fought against creativity and did not like to read, once I decided to embrace the Spirit that had been chasing me for-forever, I had to do loads of research.  I knew who my Muses were, I’d met my Twin Flame and several members of my Soul Group – many of them were poets, writers and/or musicians when they walked the Earth.  I found that I gravitated towards Gothic Horror.  To be more detailed, I gravitated towards Gothic Romanticism; however, it was a new kind (if that makes sense).  Another thing that made (makes) it hard for me is that I do not let others see my writing.  It’s not arrogance or naivety, it’s that I feel as a painter might.  I don’t want to show anyone anything unless I’m absolutely sure it’s finished.  Some things are finished.  I have years of “works in progress” though.  There is so much in my head that I get overwhelmed at times, but that’s okay.  I’m dealing with it.

I’ve let some read my materials.  They basically say the same thing.  “It’s good, but it’s not horror.  It’s something else.”  Even though some of the staples of Gothic Horror are present, many do not see my writings as horror.  It’s more beautiful, weirder, and it’s movie like.  What’s that called?  Dark Fantasy?  Weird Fiction?  There are many things we can call my writings, but I have chosen another name.  Now, let’s see if I can get an agent and/or publisher to use the name.  That is another story.