The true story of love…living me
It has been a year of learning, discovery and integrating. All experiences have been leading me to stand firmer on my ground, let all untrue leaves my life. I am in a complete new place within and of course outside. Currently I have only 50 pounds in my account, have no other beside me, that includes, parents, friends, supporters, only the blessing of British Government holds my roof and provide my food. I go through different moments of peace, serenity and deep gratitude and some moments arrive full of fear of surviving and not knowing how and when this experiences will transform to something less treating for my ego :)
I am not sharing this because I want help or compassion of your kind hearts, beloveds, I came to understand something far deeper about soul journey, and that is about creating and re-inventing ourselves in any moment. and if my challenges have manifested to this extreme, that at this moment of my life, I have to stand all alone, with a minimum of safety and security it is only because only in this condition I learn my lessons, change my thinking and relating patters, to life, to abundance, to others and the role they paly in mine, Divine destiny is calling me to Stand as who I really AM without struggle, limitation, negotiation, support of others, to take the stand and shine my true light and love.
I know in coming few weeks, a massive shift will hit the earth and we must be ready to only focus on Divine Purpose and move toward it as One, we all here, to participate according to our soul blue print and her journey. My visions are very clear about what I was born to do and be, and Divine love no longer allow any delay in its fulfillment, so e, you, all of us must face our own dark mysteries, our shadow and lack of trust, to embrace and accept all part of self, requires courage, determination and unconditional love, even we are timeless and unlimited, it is in time that we create and manifest, I am facing my most fearful moments of life, to truly be who I AM and not jut give it half life, give it my full love, attention and trust.. I am standing as what I always have been, a messenger from beyond, I am opening my divine wings and may this moments od truth serves me and humanity for years to come. I am accepting with a true and humble heart, the responsibility and also endless joy that only Divine can give, in the complete union between soul and matter, God and Creation.
Love is nothing but this transparency, this amazing force within us, manifesting right now, burn and let all your stories, patterns, believes and untrue way of relating burns, let from ashes your soul rise into a Heaven.
I am Seraphim and I am surrender to my destiny.. and Now I am free to BE and Shine.
My heart is standing on a new edge of discovery, loving another in a new way.. freedom to be in my heart and let rays of untouched brings me down on knee, in beauty of not knowing that if this love will ever be received or returned…
I am experiencing myself in such a new way that my pen fails to express. Do I love a man or I am just falling in love with myself more and deeper?
I don’t know, do I ever needed to know, what brings such a deep sense of love, gratitude and bea…uty in this small space between my chest, when all I want is to fly higher and higher …into stardust.. so I land on his hair, at the corner of his neck… I am in awe of love again… if I ever receive another me is no longer a question or a desire… my heart is covered by roses and life pulse free, powerful and reborn within my living veins…
Ah, I am flying higher than ever in Beloveds dream….
The whole world is watching….. Love is turning me to ashes, manifesting love…
Love, the beautiful agony
glows like a full moon,
pulls like a fragrance of a lily …
releases like a sigh in a wilderness
Empties like a shadow that is gone
fulfills like the taste of a kiss
repeats, in sequences of heart’s yearnings
transforms in solitary quiet, making pearls,
inside the body of ocean,
love, the hollow between two waves,
the sound of drops
in a crystal cup
ah, love…enriches my essence,
touch and nurture my skin
I want more of this love….
flames and ashes,
dancing naked around fire
chanting my beloved name…
Ah… My Yar, my beloved,
end my burning, end my thirst
let my longing heart falls into web of your body,
Loving is the home of Now, where we are entwined
body and soul., as one
I am in love again….ah.. I am in love again…
What say you, my beloved, will you take my hand and offer your heart,
will you promise the eternal togetherness with no wall or fear, where beside each other, we sleep naked and fly with our own wings, in one direction… Truth
Will you promise your now and let my heart breaks over and over into delightful laugher….
He said ” Drop all words, let it be” let it be.
I dropped everything…and my heart shivers in your dream… come, come, I kiss your wounds and I wash the pain away.. I am You,
I am in love again….
Over the last few months, since I moved back to UK and living in Brighton, my life has become more settling in body and clearing old patterns and learn new ways of relating to myself and the world around me.
I haven’t had much time or energy to sit and actually tap into my heart and let the observer within, rest in these new knowing, let silent write the words and my heart paints new landscapes of discovery. What I am about to share here, today is about a brief encounter with someone who after years of solitude I felt attracted to, it is short, without physical or even emotional intimacy, but my soul shivered by depth of connections, some similarity in our life stories and so much differences in ways we see, relate and reflect back. It finished sudden without much room for any gratitude or appreciation for our sharing and togetherness. I am left with a half born smile that probably never blooms, of a friendship that could have flower our both lives, with wisdom, love and sharing healing and trust. I wish this soul a great journey on earth and beyond, I wish him peace and joy, as he truly deserve it and may his heart always be his home open, kind and loving, trusting and gentle. I saw him as a great healer, a man with abilities to bring grounding and manifest magically, perhaps for few moments, my heart ached and bled, perhaps in those moments, I also met my own weaknesses and shadow, what really matters in the path of mastery of self, in loving unconditional is to accept everything as they arrive and not resist current experiences and let our emotions speak to us, in joy or tears, in hate or love, the outside, the stranger is always part of us, part of the story we tell and share.
How could I ever question the blue of sky or fly of seagulls above my head, how could I ever wonder of the unfolding mystery of creation in each breath that invites me to be more open and less judgmental of what I am witnessing.
Our essence is love and if life is about to experiencing this essence and purify it through our choices, then I choose to feel the ache of loving in my chest everyday, I welcome all strangers in and love them without reason or expectation and stay grateful to all teachers and friends that appear as a stranger in my life, I treasure their gift of presence and reflections.
Come to centre of my heart
When the colours of our wanting
Make a new sky, full of rainbows.
The bleeding cut on her face is sacred,
It is a reminder of those unaware moments
she shared with the shadow; without paying attention
To open gates of her feelings. Children gets hurt while their playing
It heals as their wild nature rise again over another wall, to touch another pink rose, to love another
The world in the eyes of children is present,
A stranger came into our house,
The children were happy of a new playmate
Their share their toys, story books, gave him their piece of chocolate cake
He took it all, like a sponge. Good at taking, didn’t know how to play the game of love, giving is all the fun.
There was a thunder and moments of a loud noise
Later on nature got quiet and the stranger was gone.
Children stood by the window for few days, in tears and cry
What has happened? Haven’t we been kind, trusting and fun?
The walking tracks faded away, outside the door, only the paly of light and dark continued.
Inside, all lights were on, children forgot so fast, they know no time, play is all they do.
Sun and the night have stories to tell, about thunders, strangers and whispers of love. Moon always listens and smiles.
One goes, one comes, children play in the garden, chasing butterflies, sky is about to open up, ah, rain is on its way… their colour books are full of images,
Stories they have painted, the acts they have played, they don’t see a stranger,
They don’t know the difference,
separation is the game that only adults know how to play.
What is here is the experiences of forever changing now,
We can watch it, play it, laugh and dance with it,
The stranger is gone and someone is creating.
The shadow is kissing the lips of light now… and
Next time, when anyone knocks our door, we again invite him in
Give him our food and warmth, trust and share our joy.
We have so much to give, to share, we are children of heaven, we write stories on wind of love,
We don’t hold or keep, we race on waves of imagination, we know where unicorns live.
Magic is our best friend and no stranger is a stranger in our house.
We are one with life.
As above, so below, as within, so with out.
We celebrate our wholeness every day, in our dance over the rainbow.
We fall, we rise, we love, we become love more and more.
I travel with my heart,
over all bumps and curves of learning and growth,
I feel the warm breeze of a new life
touching my skin softly.
I have travelled deserts, forests and high mountains,
those silent cry of farewells, let go of what I loved so close.
Now, my suitcase is packed light
for the easiest journey of my life;
where I can breathe in ease and peace
where I can spread my wings of love
write and sing poetry, dance and serve lovers of God.
I travel with my heart,
through the cross roads of hope, faith and courage
to a new day, leaning on strength of my soul
enjoying the exotic scent of sandy shores beneath my feet;
Into the sea, into the land
my life grows into a bountiful tree,
full of ripen fruits; falling into silent lake of my dreams…
the infinite path never ends,
circle within circle
on sailing boat of present
I watch the waves,
and embrace the coming tides.
Always, I am back into my lover’s arms
with the taste of peach on my lips
and the warmth of playful love
hurling through the chambers of my heart,
the pleasure of white orchids
in their eternal bloom.
Ten thousand years travel
into unknown horizons,
one must ask
where land ends and where the ocean begins,
am I satisfied?!
As I come to edge of a new voyage
my heart says “come in”
fearless of ever finding a land
to build a house and grow corn
my heart is satisfies with forever wondering
in sea of love.
I travel with my heart
Into clear sky of my destiny
That God has given;
The open gateway to
The promised land,
Some call it heaven, earth or home.
I call it Soul, I call it love.
Serena Devi, July 2014
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Awe for the Beloved’, ‘Eternal Love’, be it intended as divine (almost always…) poetry or not, has been at the core of the work of Persian poets from times ageless. Among them we find not the least: Rumi standing out among his peers, not only among Persian poets, but World wide and Hafiz as a second (or: first?) outstanding Persian poet acclaimed because of the deeper layers of his poems that demand careful reading and rereading to unearth their true meaning. Of him, Hafiz, I have a love poem collection at my bedside, ‘The Subject Tonight Is Love’, but on my night table resides also ‘Eternal Love’ by Serena Devi, as comparable excellent love poetry. Serena, born in England from Persian parents has as a ‘mystic poetess’ a superb quality – is it the Persian lineage? – to describe subjective love matter in a sparkling poetic language rich in metaphors, but never straying away far from ‘the subject for tonight’, personal longing, a craving for life enduring love. The book is like a well, spouting poem after poem freshly and seemingly ceaselessly; all through the book one senses the same love loaded intensity. I very much like it to pick a poem randomly from Eternal Love randomly – others might prefer to read it from beginning to end though… – and find myself then soon entangled in the purest love poetry, at moments surely akin to poetry from the great Persian poets from Rumi onward…