TWIN FLAME HEALING: UNDERSTANDING THE PROCESS

 

It's been a while since you last appeared in my dreams, but last night, you did (truly!). The sensation was incredibly vivid, with your presence feeling so close. Your sultry voice echoed in my ears, evoking memories of the days when I would admire you from a distance. Each time you were near, I'd catch my breath, ensuring it was fresh just in case we exchanged words. My tie would straighten, and I'd mentally brace myself for conversation, although it rarely strayed from work matters. Still, those moments felt like an alternate reality, leaving me flustered and tongue-tied, just as you occasionally stumbled over your words or dropped a pen.

My Twin Flame, the one who ignites my passion and brightens my life, you seemed perfect to me in every way. Despite knowing perfection is subjective, your beauty and presence captivated me entirely. I often wonder if you sensed my gaze meeting yours during our intense eye contact in meetings, our unspoken connection palpable. After years of doubting my sanity, I've come to realize that what I felt was real, not delusion. Yet, despite our mutual understanding, there's a lingering uncertainty that holds us back. Why are we afraid to acknowledge our feelings openly? Is it the fear of disappointment or revealing imperfections?

I'm almost certain you've felt the same, that you believe in our connection as strongly as I do. But it's that tiny fraction of doubt that restrains us. Are we frightened of exposing our vulnerabilities, afraid that the reality might not live up to our perceptions? Nevertheless, my conviction in you remains unwavering. I've come to understand you in ways others may not, appreciating your complexities without judgment. I believe in your innate goodness, and your empathy, despite the occasional misstep. I look forward to the day when we can have that conversation, laying bare our thoughts and emotions, and perhaps then, I can express just how truly remarkable you are.

Happy Valentine's Day, my dear Twin Flame.