Kehinde Margret Makinde
@kehindemargretmakinde
1 year ago
Journey of a Soulful Dreamer: A Glimpse of Being Me
Those days, when I was young and could not gain the world's manual nor learn the ways of adults, are still here. I thought by now I would have gotten the manual or learned the ways. It is now clear the manual would not want me nor those ways claim my feet.
I am a soulful child in the spirit of a dreamer and the vessel of a lover with installed manuals and ways before the desire to conceive me was even a fantasy.
These were leads informing me of my purpose of carving out an unusual life for myself. This moment, truth must find my tongue on these seasons— on times I would plunge into zero courage or my self-belief kept hitting brick walls.
Yet, my calling and sign wailed to suckle on my yeses, but nos were all they got. Although, daily, I attracted souls who opened up like lilies and revealed their problems like sun rays upon the water.
I wore fear on me 360 degrees flowing from people thinking I was crazy because of my strange thinking patterns, weird because I refuse to be normal like everyone else, and scarily unusual because I see and say what will happen and they do.
People gave me distance for my strong sense of knowing or explicit feeling of divine impressions of people or situations. My moods did not only get the better of virtual events, but also mortal vibrations of the sick, bruised, abused, troubled, and depressed. I detested media screens, radios, and screeching and wailing sounds. Yet I wanted to be in Music’s bosom, while the hands of characters narrate their lives through cemented walls merry with elements.
I got used to losing friends. When I make new ones, there is always a countdown when I would lose the grip of connection, and a clique gains them. Then, there I am again— I, being my thoughts, talk, and playmate. It was then I learned to live forward by remembering what my understanding could not relate to.
It was in nature, music, beauty, and artistic pieces’ craving my friendship. It took giving them just a look, right there was our spark of friendship. Then there was more than friendship, there was strategy, help, communion, meeting the family, and so on. To others, I was proud of being self-sufficient, but I was with them— my friends who are exclusive pulses to presence and portals with whom I learned to become me, and go with to shop for values, meaning, and existence.
Then I found teachers in realms— stars, angels, ascended masters, cliques, and planets, to mention a few. The saying ‘On earth as it is in heaven’
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was true with their fashion, yet their ways and perceptions were almost an attainable mirage. I was taught in classroom settings situate on Earth; in water, space, sky, and farthest depths. I was guided to find the light that is not here; discover the me I have not seen — someone I was happy to meet; and understand the arts of manuals and ways installed in me I am still learning to grasp the mastery of.
Though I am sprouting, yet I am still shy, encountering falls, sobbing in the pain of learning me— something that was put on my lap. These days from the moment I found luminosity covered up, adorned with fetters of locks and irons, I met with one spark of my purpose:
Make a generous contribution to the planets’ light;
Course stars to find themselves;
Tell earth and seas that they have nothing to lose but be their spark’s force;
Tell earth and sky that they have nothing to lose being below and being above, for this is the joy of the dome;
Aid to raise the existence of all presence vibrations.
Although, I have not come to the fullness of what I can do with the divinity and mysteries of my being in realms and planets I have been, I do not disguise who I am. Honestly, I would commence daily the consciousness of my recognition as a light
being I am and let me when my vibrations are high and my teachers be my conscience.
These days, I grow; manifest phenomena; luxuriously knot my higher self; charm my capacity to create and master manifestation’s art; earn measureless depths for awareness and dimensional shifts of my spiritual, physical, emotional, and mental forms; propelling, pleasuring, and preserving my inner child; intensely loving my crafts from pleasures of indulging in creative expression; and learn from invocation.
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