The Sacred Journey Of TwinFlames

Have you ever heard of Twin Flames? If you search on YouTube you’ll find yourself in a whirlwind of information and insights, a rabbits hole, if you will, just don’t get stuck cause it can get really toxic. Twin Flames are sacred beings, some would say bearers of light and love. From a 3D perspective its a confusingly obsessive toxic relationship. Maybe from a 4D perspective also. But only the individuals in the situation can tell you exactly what it is. And from the perspective where I stand, I can only say “Love” pure “Unconditional” “Love”

I hope to make this a series as I keep feeling this pull to write about my experience, my journey, this journey. From time to time, I’ll reveal some of my dirty thoughts, only my masculine can understand. But this is a series and hopefully a way for you to tap in with me.

Episode 1: The Divine Feminine.

When I met my masculine it was during a time when I was already in a relationship, before my current relationship at that time, I was getting MONEY! Good money, I was an escort, yes I know...“what a hoe” but life has a funny way of teaching you a lesson about judging others and what lack of self-esteem, worth and value can do to you. Men of all backgrounds were interested in me and were willing to pay the price for my attention and company. It was great, what more could I ask for.

You see early on in life I discovered that as a woman, sex was a weapon of mass destruction and you can wield its power however way you like and if you wield it right you’ve opened up the floodgates to your heaven. And that I did, I had two phones, one for my personal life and one for my “working girl” life. Sure it wasn’t all great, but nothing feels better than having your bank account ding with money.

I had accepted earlier on that I wouldn’t need to reveal this part of my life to anyone, cause it was nobodies business but my own. I had money on demand, I was able to feed my siblings and provide for my family when they needed it. The way I saw it was, I could go on a million dates with a million men and they pay for dinner and I potentially have sex with them, in which let’s face it that’s the end goal for a majority of them. Or I could go on a million dates, give them what they want and I get paid for my time. My moto was, and still is, time is money and I was no longer going to pretend like I was interested in a man only for him to keep paying for dinner. My standards weren’t that high in the past, and honestly I didn’t care much for a relationship, I was just hungry...still am. But I knew I wanted company, I just wasn’t sure what kind.

One day I had an appointment with a new contact, he was different and certainly not what I was used to, but he had a certain je ne sais quoi to him and I found him interesting. I’m not sure what it is about love that makes your brain forget about the agenda. But this guy made me forget. I wasn’t supposed to get caught up, I wasn’t supposed to jeapordise the bag, but I’m loyal, and love holds my loyalty, and this is where it was leading me.....

To be continued

-SU