"The heart is a temple of this power; we must go there. The Violet Light energy provides the opening of this temple in a new way, as it casts aside and gets rid of all the thick overgrowth that hides the access to the temple. Then it blasts the doors open and goes in to ignite the power of love contained within the soul. This is the gift that we are given in these times of change and immense evolution: a fast way into the power source of our lives."
I am in a new relationship with The Violet Light. Presently, I am a love struck soul totally besotted by the incredible love we each are held in by God. My relationship is new with this amazing Lover because now it is intimate. I am already feeling the cracks and loosening of the most rigid parts of me which just could'nt be softened or broken before - ever - no matter what practices I did. Something wild is happening now and I am feeling feelings I have never experienced in my life and it is only the beginning. I am kind of breaking down within slowly, but surely. Its like the energy of the rising sun at dawn. As it begins to surface - almost peeping at the world with its amazing light hues - you are held in wonder by its sheer God Power and Presence. The rising is slow within me but it is just as spectacular! Its now rushing me to come to Its Light. It coaxes and soothes me as it brings up within me very gently the most deepest pains I was experiencing my whole life and showing me that its okay ... everything is just going to be okay. I know this to be absolutely true because today was the first day since the last ten years, that I DANCED!!! I danced early morning (5.30 am) to the beats of the most appropriate music. Yes, I danced. I could'nt earlier because there was too much pain in my body, but today I danced. I was inspired to view this video which came into my inbox, and I did. And before I knew it, I was dancing with wild abandon. The happy faces of all the people featuring in this video made it so easy to fall into beat. And there was not a trace of pain.
I can see more clearly now. There's too much heartache in worldly love. You can never
get it right no matter how hard you try. If by chance you score, be sure the
experience is only fleeting and love flies out of the window the moment
circumstances change. For those who appear to have love in their life (be it
family, relationships, friendships, etc.), we think of them to be so lucky, or
perhaps they have really good karma, or perhaps God is just unfair! I used to
feel that constantly. The lack of it depressed me alot. I felt I was being
severely punished. I had to constantly work hard for approval. No matter hard I
tried, it never seemed enough. Don't get me wrong. I am loved by my husband and those who matter to me. But that love is not the love that I am talking about. I am talking about the very ESSENCE OF WHO WE ARE. I'm talking about the Love that rains down from heaven. Ofcourse we often confuse it all. But all of these thoughts I held about myself are fast changing now. Here's the truth: none of the beliefs we hold about love in this world is
true at all - not one bit! Once you feel this with your very being, the Truth will set you free. The world actually knows nothing about love.
The love in the world is counterfeit and a cheap imitation of the Real thing
which comes directly from The Source of all Love. Only Grace opens our hearts
and eyes. Grace comes from God and there's an abundance of Grace if you turn
your attention heavenwards. The Love that exists beyond the shadows of the worldly love,
we are told by the Masters, is far beyond anyone's imagination and it is the
real deal. It is waiting with open arms
for every soul to come back to its Divine Embrace. My Heart knows this
completely. We all have this deeper and inner knowing already. I'm in
Love. Deeply in love.
My Life feels so perfect and divine now and I can see how everything - every single thing in my life - was exactly how it was meant to be. Without all of that I would'nt be here right now, this moment giving praise and thanks for who I AM now.
