"Our twin soul is the soul with which we are connected the most intimately in feeling of all the souls in the cosmos, from the origin of both our souls."
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"Our twin soul is the soul with which we are connected the most intimately in feeling of all the souls in the cosmos, from the origin of both our souls."
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hiii! if you're still offering the soul readings i'd love one (totally okay to be published) if not sorry for bugging!! hope you're having a wonderful day/night (: -bc
Ciao bella ✨I’m going to try something a bit different with this reading! I’m going to try and look where your soul originated from (the exact mechanics behind how souls are formed and why are still unknown to me, but I’m learning every day!)I see a small white light, glowing softly in the dark. It pulses briefly, accompanied by a child’s laughter. A drop of water into the ocean. Silence, a bell tolls, hauntingly beautiful. A church appears, gold inlay and white stone. The feeling of flying, unbridled joy. Small hands touching white feathers in reverence and awe, marveling at their softness. A single white feather lands softly upon the water. I’m getting the feeling you were an angel! Heavy water vibes and you were close to your parents 🕊
“Sometimes we seek where we are going only to realize we have already been there.”~ Alura Cein
“Don’t let dark consciousness ruin your path, let your light shine on.”~ Alura Cein
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(from themagickcat) Elle~ Can I take you on your offer for a soul read? SLMR are my initials~ :3c
Ciao meraviglioso!
Something heard the stories told by the mother to her child, the words curling in the air towards them. They sigh, an emotion they cannot identify plaguing them. The words are sweet sounding, a melody spun by cursive letters and flowery words, a child’s imagination and a mother’s love. The being looks on, both here and there, ageless and outside time. They were drawn to this moment for a reason. Your soul is spun from well-worn words told again and again with love and compassion from a mother to her child at nightfall, embodying endless imagination and endless love.
This was so beautiful to see - I could sense the entity spinning the words into some kind of energy. It was so so emotional and lovely and !! 💖💖