Here’s to 2 3 years of borrowing this lifetime-this exhilarating and whimsical school of life. 2 3 years of being lost only to be found. 2 3 years of dreaming illusions before waking up to truth cannot be revoked. 2 3 years of giving and to be given more than what is expected. 2 3 years of being too much of myself and to finally let go and surrender to emptiness grandly liberating. 2 3 years of holding back and now allowing what is necessary to be there. 2 3 years of constantly feeling different yet always easily creating home. 2 3 and many years of loving unconditionally. My dear Universe, earth is beautiful, I am deeply honored, bless all the souls with me here. Happy 23rd birthday to this human I am grateful to take care of very well. My Soul loves me so much, I am infinite!
Only Love Only Light
They’re meant to be each other’s home for only when together they can stand side by side with all that restores and spreads the light to watch over the world and make it as majestic and wondrous as it was before the hands of the Universe did the craft, before time was numbered, before space gave birth to distance. But Love being the quintessence of existence, untouchable and beyond the limits and appraisal of the human’s eyes, it extensively unfolds to bring two Souls no matter how apart their entities on earth are. Love and Light will certainly come to them for that is what they’re made of. Eventually, there will be returning to the Source. That is how they are each other’s home.
Only Love Only Light
Done last Saturday, very much grateful for the gift of art when I am getting a bit off of my words, I admit sometimes I run away from writing,also I do need to embrace what I missed in the past years of my life but this time art should go with my heart and spirit. I do need to catch up on this passion I quite “abandoned” due to a little lapse in myself, more inspired now especially when you’ve got a whole world inside of you you hardly can explain. Might just be moving forward with my art now while I get on with my spiritual journey.
PS: I have noticed that drawing a mandala does some kind of a trance that will leave you feel renewed afterwards.
Woman, the #Universe bows before you; you are clothed with light, a body etched with luminaries-every scar, ever blemish,every deformity, every damage for a true queen isn’t a skin-deep perfection but a spiritual masterpiece best rising through recognized flaws.
Most of all, you are a warrior, do not plead the world on weak knees, let it lean against your armor, and tell yourself henceforth that you are capable of anything in life for you are the ultimate vessel of life!
PEACE, for you to be free from all the fears and anxieties facing uncertainties and bigger dreams!
LOVE, for you to be healed and to heal everybody else to nurture the world constantly with pure happiness!
ABUNDANCE, for you to believe that you are capable of anything and to always see the coming of good things by always choosing to do good.
HAPPY NEW YEAR! Never forget to be thankful 😊
Also remember,you are the vast, infinite universe 🌌
A #christmaswishlist : WORLD PEACE. Though you may say it’s a folly to wish for it and it’s a swollen righteousness of oneself to ask for it, I would still dare affirm that we can achieve it. Let’s not only talk about the ceasefire, the safety from mass killing and freedom from slavery, let’s look at our basic destructive ways of how we mostly live now which commence the torrent of violence and torture. We are oblivious, in denial as we subconsciously refuse to acknowledge our involvement in wars and ruins. The oneness of our existence despite the diversity aims to nurture the world;therefore, we connect in every aspect,every phase and every form. This is a wish for #worldpeace through the end of your resentments-our anger and collective defensiveness to generate #love and eliminate spite. Remember that you are an #energy, a contagious and influential force, be an #energy of peace! The #earth is a vulnerable thing, it yields to what you offer.
Merry Christmas, have faith in your #light 🌌 🌌 -Yours truly,Nicola An
“Fins” by Nicola An
Finally, the ingress to
has closed itself;
I killed my doubt,
thank heaven I made it out!
I tell you,I was just a brooding
I besought an empathy
from the tide with a tedious
But perhaps it was striving,
hoping for me to listen well
-if ripples were scripts,
it could’ve been the easiest
So there, arising into a glorious
unaware of the looming chance;
A while ago,barefoot I was wading
though I supposed my legs
The bubbling rush overwhelms
me yet I’ve never felt this free!
What else should I do with you?
I am already propelled into the
abyss that my feet can no
longer remember having
known the shore
It is never a myth
TO LOVE WITH NO MEASURE