When I write, I am thinking of you—creating a sacred space where you can come, where I hold you and you can lay your worries down. You’re invited to curl up in a blanket of words, where it is safe for you to be naked—emotionally, spiritually—while the Light shines. In that light, your perceived flaws become radiantly beautiful.

You are not alone. Our hearts beat as one, and these words are ours, flowing from the Book of Life—seeded in the stars of our Cosmic Father, rooted in the breast of our Mother, nourished by the weaving arms of our Solar Oneness. I hold you in the soft sound of my voice, where the sound of Love becomes a hug.

Now listen...

I LOVE YOU.

(I am loving you.)

— By DeAn’Na Medley 💗