About Her

She is alone, yet she isn’t lonely. She loves her own company. 

She gets exhausted a lot by other people's energy. She can read the energy in the room. So, she's a bit picky in a way. 

She's a learner. Lifelong learner. 

She feels a lot and deep. 

She loves to eat and sleep. 

She is a dreamer. Dreams that bring her into life she dreamed of, as well as dreams when she sleeps. She watches her dreams like a mother supervising her babies. When she had fun there, she even direct the story of her dreams. Sometimes she had great dreams that turned into visions. Sometimes she had weird dreams that will exhaust herself throughout the day. 

She sees things differently. It's hard for her to tell others about what she sees, unless it's to the people she loves to be around with. 

She is intuitive person. Her intuition always coming at the right time for her. 

She sees visions sometimes. Not much but some turned into reality she loves. 

She loves hard and deep. 

She loves to be a woman. The idea of nurturing makes her happy.

She has busy mind and it never quiet. The sound of waves and the depth of ocean help to quiet her busy mind.

She is mesmerized by the presence of the moon, stars, and outer space. Perhaps, because she came from there. 

She hopes to channel the same wavelength souls. The ones who will understand her without even saying the words. Hoping that this will find a way to them. 

Thus, she writes.



Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

She Knows Something Before It Happens

Image
"That small plate will break in a few minutes." As if someone told her in advance that someone gonna break the plate. She was just continue reading her book, the book she borrowed from the school library while eating snack on dinner table.  The plate she was talking about was on a table, far away from the edges. That plate stayed still. The moment she left the dinner table as she finished her snack, that's when she heard a crack from the plate. The plate she knew a moment before was gonna break.  She surprised. It surprised her.  "What was that? How did I know? Well that was weird, the plate was fine." She stopped doing things a few seconds as she tried to make it make sense for herself. She had a lot of questions. But she cleaned the scattered pieces of that plate and moved on.  That week was the exams week for her. She had to learn a lot of things at once. But she just picked whatever that she thought will be out in the exams. Randomly picked. Her friends aske...
Read more

"She is always angry"

Image
That's what she heard growing up, especially from her mum. She was just a teenage girl, 14 or 15 years old, had a lot of rage. The rage she did not understand why and from where. She just had it.  Everything in that house made her mad. Everything. Every loud noise her neighbors made. Every noises came out of her mum. Everyone in that house who wanted to speak their minds. She did not have her own quiet time.  Unless when she was up late at night.  She was and is a night owl. When the sun's set, when the stars were visible at the night sky, when the moon showed up for her, when she heard less noise, when everything just quiet, that's when she found her peace at night. She stayed up late every day. She did not want to waste away her precious time at night to finally be able to heard her own voice. The voice from her own heart.  Well... she loves to sleep but like other students back home she had to wake up and left the house around 6 in the morning. She had not enough ...
Read more

In Search of Home

Image
"I want to be home", she said it in the morning. Her friend told her to just go home.  No, it's not the home home. The feeling of coming "home" is different with going physically home. She was searching the meaning of home. The feeling of being home. She didn't find it in her parents' house. She didn't find it anywhere.  She is longing to be home.  No one understand this feeling when she told them. She didn't push it and just let the feeling lingers a little bit longer.  "No one understand me anyway." Until she met somebody.  "I know what you mean." "How?" "Because I feel the same." He came from the big city, lived his whole life in a big city and then there's this itch for them to search for home. A home that is not the building of the house, but a place where she is embraced by the souls she's been missing to be with. The souls who wouldn't question her decisions doing things in this lifetime....
Read more