Can you love through people places and things?

What I have learnt through my own experience of grief is that it can feel easier and maybe necessary at times to close down the heart when the pain feels almost too much to bear.

But on the other side of the pain we can sometimes find an understanding of an even vaster love than we can comprehend through our human experience. …a remembering that love never ends or perhaps even begins, but that it is always there.

Even if the the human mind cant really understand it, I think the heart always remembers.

Can you love through people places and things?

I had lost a few people in my life over the years, mainly men who I had felt some sort of spiritual connection with. I always felt there was some reason to it all and that they were trying to tell me something.

But I couldn't understand it all or fully hear what they were trying to say to me- so I asked in a healing session-what does it all mean?

I was answered with the title of this blog- and told that it was the lesson that my soul had set out to learn in this lifetime-

Can you love though people, place and things?

Is it interesting?

Is it fun?

I remember thinking what a load of rubbish. No it is NOT interesting and it is DEFINITELY not fun.

It is painful, and a stupid soul lesson!

But I still kept feeling as though these guys on the other side were trying to tell me something- if I could just allow myself to listen and begin to understand what this soul lesson meant.

I kept hearing that i needed to write, to share my story even if I didn't understand why, and then it would all make sense through writing.

As I began to allow myself to write, I found that my words and the messages within my dreams were getting mixed up- there was my story, but also the stories of Mary Magdelene and Jesus, Isis and Osiris, Shiva and Shakti- stories that I hadn't even known fully before I started writing. Stories from across traditions and time that spoke of love between the realms.

I stopped being able to see where one story began and one ended and I didn't know where exactly the words were coming from. Alot of the time I thought I had just gone mad...but the process of writing , slowly helped me to piece it all together.

They were telling me the stories that were already within my subconscious, of the deep collective wounds of separation. But they were also reminding me of the enduring love that is beneath it- the love that goes beyond death- and beyond people, places and things.

Through the process of writing I have learnt that you CAN love through people place and things, and I have even learnt that is IS interesting...

I'm not sure I can use the word fun yet but maybe that is to come.

I do know that love never dies, that it is a part of all that we are, and that life is more magical than I can even imagine ✨

And the rest of the story I will share in my book..