For my Twin
Feel free to take the necessary time to navigate our Union with honor. Take all the space you require to bring a fresh perspective to our connection. Embrace every opportunity that life presents, in any form, to gather the essential information for elevating our Union. These sentiments are drawn from my blog.
During the past summer, as I oscillated between surrender and enlightenment, a sudden realization dawned upon me: I had been the runner all along, a truth I had attributed to him for years. While he may have distanced himself, it was I who completely erased him from my life for three years. I felt a profound sense of shame as I acknowledged my failure to recognize that despite his fears and choices that seemed to separate us, he consistently showed up for me and our connection. There are no words to convey the depth of my remorse and the simultaneous relief I experienced upon realizing his forgiveness and the possibility of forgiving myself. It became clear that everything unfolded for a higher purpose.
The ongoing journey of Twin Flames never fails to leave me in awe. In my current phase, which I endearingly refer to as 'the humbling,' I find myself once again immersed in a familiar state. This isn't the first instance of being humbled by my Union, and I don't anticipate it to be the last (though I'm optimistically crossing my fingers, toes, and eyes).
A recent revelation during my Twin Flame journey brought about this humbling realization: as long as I pointed fingers at my Twin, labeling them as the runner, I remained blind to my own inclination to flee. Me? The runner? Impossible! It had to be HIM!
The arrogant, superior, and judgmental part of my being insisted:
"If only he would turn and fully face me, acknowledge the Union, adhere to our original agreement (or any other imaginative way my mind could find fault with him), then we could truly embark on this adventure."
The act of blaming him for being the 'runner' felt wearisome and limited in its scope.
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