23rd Year

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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
-Nicola An

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Souls at Home

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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.

 -Infinitely,

Nicola An
Only Love Only Light

Catharsis Diary #1 by Nicola An

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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.

-Nicola An

Wednesday Poetry

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“Fins” by Nicola An

Finally, the ingress to

mystification

has closed itself;

I killed my doubt,

thank heaven I made it out!

I tell you,I was just a brooding

passerby-

I besought an empathy

from the tide with a tedious 

melody

But perhaps it was striving,

hoping for me to listen well

-if ripples were scripts, 

it could’ve been the easiest

to tell

So there, arising into a glorious

trance,

unaware of the looming chance;

A while ago,barefoot I was wading

though I supposed my legs

were shaking
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

Divine Timing

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The dark in you,
a LIGHT to wake in me;
Down on your knees, weakening,
a POWER lifts me within
I neither follow nor chase
the INFINITE wheel,
my life and yours are concentric
through the shift and span of time
I rise and fall with you,
don’t run far with closed EYES
I keep you SAFE on the other side
and know that the whole UNIVERSE holds you for it has my HEART
Somewhere between the fear and the doubt,where POSSIBILITY meets UNCONDITIONAL LOVE,
let my flesh shelter your bones

So I wait here still for our STARS to converge,
as our SOULS were born to merge
-Infinitely, Nicola An