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A few years ago, I dreamt about meeting someone.

This woman: with an aura such that it would feel as if she lit the room. It would feel as if she was there to make you feel a certain way, like you were about to experience love, and It would literally feel as if you were cared for. 

This woman carried herself in a way that her confidence and the nerve collided into each other, for each other. She felt like this magnetic force that was nurtured to see life with a different set of eyes. As if, the evil had scattered through an ample of fireworks lightening up the good. As if, there was this tiny bit of human-ness in the people who committed sins. As if, there was a heart to the ones who made her believe that eternity never belonged. As if, there was a vision over your soul.

She knew the answers that you seek. She knew what you’re supposed to do when you’re angry, what not to do when you’re in pain, what to do when your nerves are wrecking over something that could be big for you and what not to do when you would burst in tears. 

She had a strong mind and her heart was as fierce as fire. 

There was a moment when I walked up to her wondering if she  got over the pain and how was it that there was still so much of her that made her shed the light that she did when she walked in the room. And that was when It felt like she whispered : “You know, when you look back at life and see what made you who you are today, it will be easier. You’re this. You’re me”.

Who knew, that the one that I dreamt of, was nobody but me; today🤍 ~

Love and Light,

SK