Connecting, really connecting. A deep connection from the heart. From love. From Soul to Soul. Really looking at someone and feeling them. Not just a quick glance, but really looking. Deep into the eyes of the other. Really seeing someone. Really feeling someone. Seeing someone's pain, seeing someone's love, making the connection. Total openness and vulnerability. Connecting.
Now look at yourself, dear you. Really look at yourself. When you look in the mirror, looking at yourself. Look at yourself in those beautiful black pupils and keep looking. Experience what happens. And tell yourself that you love yourself, that you are allowed to be here, that you are perfect the way you are. You deserve that, I deserve that, everyone deserves that. From that self-love you can look further. You can also really seek out the connection with others. If we as humanity would be more interested in others, but also really interested, because you really feel that. If we really looked at others more, what would the world look like?
Which connection do you want?
Because how often do we really see the other? Do you really see who the person opposite you is or does that person exist according to self-made images in your head? When I look at myself, I knew little about my friends. I didn't really look. I didn't make an effort to do so, I was only concerned with myself. And I expect that I am not the only one in that. Relationships that are based on common interests or one interest and not on who the person really is. Because what if those common interests disappear? What remains? Is there still friendship? Something to think about and inside you know the answer.
So who do you want to be? What kind of connections do you want to make? The real soul connections are magical. The connection, the connection, you can love anyone, man or woman. You can feel attracted to both without making it sexual right away. There is just love. There is just being. Then you don't have to have common interests to be in connection. Talking is not even necessary anymore. There is only (present) Being.
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