Sometimes all it takes is just a kiss
to remind you
of a love you knew
in a previous life.
A girl walks into the coffee shop that she frequently visits.
Male Barista: Good morning, how are you?
Girl: I’m great and you?
Male Barista: Wonderful! What can I get you?
Girl: Café mocha double shot
Male Barista: Oh, yeah I’m going to make this real good for you!
Girl: Sounds great!
She throws two thumbs up his way.
The male barista goes to make her café mocha and he dances behind the counter to the music playing in his head
He turns and looks at the girl both smiling at each other
Male Barista: you ready for this, you think you can handle this one I’m gonna make this really good you think you can handle this?
Girl: Oh yeah I’m ready, give it to me!
He turns around and hands her the coffee she takes the drink and sips it.
Girl: oh my this is the best I have ever had it!
The male barista smiles and winks at her.
For the entire day the girl is glowing with love.
Today while praying Dhuhr, Somethings surfaced from my heart…
Let me first start by stating:
I reverted to Islam September of 2011, it was mainly because I was in love with a Muslim guy and I needed to understand his religion so I set out on a journey to learn and find out if God speaks in many languages (meaning: different religions)
I did hear Allah (God) speak to me while on my journey to understanding Islam and while reciting the prayers daily.
Well, I never married him and I’m not with him, but I still continue to practice Islam.
While reciting Dhuhr this afternoon I realized that I still love Christianity and Buddhism and I can not reject the teachings that I have learned…
I’ve learned that I can communicate with God no matter what religion I am devoted to or what rituals or doctrine I should follow.
I do know that some religions state that if anyone desires a religion other…… hell awaits them.
Where does that leave me what does that make me?
Do I need a religion to save my soul? Do I need a label that says that I am a believer in God and I love the Lord with all my heart?
Do I have to follow a set of rules and doctrine written to be accepted by God or is it to be accepted by a group of people?
I would have to say that these rules and doctrines that are provided by different religions can be a source to help open up communication to God…
I’ve learned that God can be found anywhere all you have to do is knock and God will answer. I’ve also learned that everyone’s journey is like a fingerprint, they might look similar but all are different and unique in its own special way.
I’ve also learned that prayer and worship is so powerful when performed and a million times more powerful when done in union with others.
Will I continue to practice Islam? I can honestly say I’m not sure. I believe in the trinity, I believe that God is in all, and I believe that God is One.
So was I ever a true Muslim?
Some would say no, some would say I’m confused, others would call me out of my name for writing this (no disrespect intended to any one or religion)
I feel blessed for God giving me an understanding and broader insight on religion and spirituality and answering my questions.
prayer, worship, meditation, being of service, looking to peace, evolving, and loving are important to me.
Love is kind, understanding, a great teacher and humbler.
They had met for Thai food and conversation, it had been 2.5yrs since their paths had cross, the last time they met he had driven up from Italy to Austria in 2010 to meet her in the city of Vienna. They spent four days together sight-seeing eating delicious foods, drinking wine and visiting historical sites, she had cried heavy when he took her to the airport and said goodbye.
Now by the mysterious written words of the Universe she had moved thousands of miles and ended up in the same city as he had.
Their first meeting ever in this life was the summer of 2008 while living in the middle east. They instantly formed a quick friendship. She loved his witty and straight forward personality, he loved her caring, accepting, personality. The day he was leaving he expressed his love for her in a long letter. She was speechless, because she knew that he was in a relationship with a man, and she didn’t want to make life confusing for him, but more herself. So she replied back to him that she was really flattered and she loved him as well and they should remain in contact, he will always be a dear friend to her.
He felt the love and chemistry attraction for her, but he didn’t realize that the feelings came from a spiritual realm.
That night after eating Thai food they had went to a small mystical coffee shop and entered another realm. She felt drunk, euphoric, stoned as she engaged in conversation with him and his lover. Laughing loudly about the concept of having a doppelgangers, and living out our dreams, how surreal it felt, but how grateful and thankful they are living life and enjoying life.
They spoke about God, hell, the meaning of life, and life after death. During the conversation she mentioned to them that she felt drunk, euphoric, or stoned… They mentioned that it was only because she needed to get out the house and hang out, but they had a similar feeling as well. So they all blamed it on the food and the mysterious coffee shop.
She knew that it wasn’t due to the food or the small mystic coffee shop, she had this feeling before when she had been around shamans and other believers in magic. Those who were able to tap into the many realms of the universe. Those who could converse with the angels, who were one with the colors of Love, those who surrendered to God.
Due to all the business of the physical world, it hadn’t occurred to her that he was a soul mate of hers until recently after a night of Thai food, strolling through vintage bookstores, and a long walk to his house and spotting many deers in the nearby field, they watched re-run episodes of wonder years, and she felt a nostalgic essence enter her mind and body. The night became late and his lover said that she should sleep over and leave in the next day. She felt perfectly safe in their company so she showered and settled in on their sofa for the night.
That morning while riding the train home she realized she loved him strongly and she was able to understand that the love was a love that had traveled through many lives between them, and it was here in this life as well.
She wondered if she would have to remind him of their connection, but then again she questioned was it him who was there to remind her of their connection?
She was thankful that this time would be easier, she wouldn’t have to fall in love on a physical level with him like she had with a previous soul mate, he was homosexual and she had no intentions of setting herself up for obvious failure.
Lately I started to believe that maybe I wouldn’t accomplish my dreams and maybe I would end up old, bitter, and cynical due to the fact that I felt like I don’t have the will to fight the good fight and write.
I always felt like I had to be in love with someone to write. I guess that’s where i drew my energy from.
Well, I love someone, but I’m not in love with this someone. Last night it occurred to me that I didn’t have to be in love with anyone in particular, I needed to fall in love again with writing stories, sharing my soul, stop being afraid to let my heart speak out loud, I needed to fall desperately in love agin with the art of story telling, like I use to feel years ago before any man was a priority in my life. It could be years before I meet a man and fall in love, why in the hell would I postpone writing when it could mean waiting 30 yrs from now?
I realize now that the energy is inside of me and all around me, and all I need to do is summon up Love and reconcile some things. Love is always generous and willing to take you on a new journey and teach new lessons. I think its time I fall in love again!
Since I’ve returned to the states and I think I will be here for a while getting acquainted again with my country of birth, with my family, with friends, and enjoying this new chapter in my life, and occasionally traveling to other countries, but returning to Mrs. USA. I feel that newness of everything all around me here that use to feel old, what I once use to run away from, now all I want to do is draw near to. I understand that “there is nothing new under the sun”, but yes its possible to find mystery and newness in a single grain of sand and even when contemplating a flower.
I will do as Paulo Coelho stated in his Conversation with readers today, http://shar.es/sQPER; I will write about my life experiences (because Lord knows I’ve encountered some very interesting experiences while traveling around the world for the past 14.5 yrs of my life.
I will also fight for the things that are important to me! I have a personal legend that I have to fulfill and I don’t want this life to be in vain at the end of my very last breath here on earth.
“If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if Ihave a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, Iam nothing.”
1 Corinthians 13:2