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THE CANDLE OF THE HEART by Sophie Gregoire

We tend to think that love is a shelter or a comfort zone - that it won't directly require growth or personal work from us...

We tend to think that if love is kind, love will accept us simply as we are, that it won't trigger our hearts, will never destabilize our energies and our ways.

But this isn't True Love's signature --- this isn't what Sacred Partners enter our lives for.

True love wants all of us: it wants us to take our armors off, that we may be vulnerable, honest and raw. It wants us to speak our truth, to be scared sometimes but open our hearts anyway. It wants us to feel all of what love means, heal it all --- and escalate slowly, at our own pace, the mountain of love. 

Climb the moutain and reach its top one day: the summit of Unconditional Love.


The Candle of The Heart
by Sophie Gregoire

Open your hearts ladies,
Open your hearts soldiers.

That's what we thought
But
Love never was about feeling safe.

It never was about
Feeling warm 
Comfortable,
Rescued
Protected,
As it unfolds.

Love never was about
Knowing
Unveiling,
The unfolding unknown,
The path of mysteries.

True love,
Always was about
Taking off
This armor
This shield
The cement
That heavy protection set,
We built around our chest.

True love,
Is
About
Risking our Hearts.

True love is,
Honest
Vulnerable
Patient
Understanding
Authentic
Kind,
Limitless
And raw.

Open your hearts,
Queens & Kings.
Because,
The truth is

Love may only break our hearts
If,
We can't hold happiness within,
And
No matter what the outside brings.

The truth is,
True love may only break your heart
If you aren't,
Already
Joy and love,
All alone
On your own.

The never-failing candle of light
Burning
Always
Still
Steady
Resisting
All the storms and rainy days of life,
Never-failing flame
Of the heart.

That's when we become,
This strong
Un-flickering
Eternal
Candle of bliss,
Sheltered
Sacred
Always standing
Light
Tall
Strong,
Resisting
Within,

That we can
At last
For real
Take off,
All the shields
The armor
The cloak
Of fear,

And fall
With an open heart,
In true love.




Sophie Gregoire is often found contemplating an idea or how to explain a new concept, with a notebook and pencil in hand. She is an independent soul who loves to ponder over our world and humankind. She loves writing to transform her endless thoughts into some kind of reality and traveling both faraway and deep within her heart and mind. Sophie savors coffee, encounters, yoga and meditation, with her cat as her greatest muse. Connect with Sophie on Facebook or more about Sophie here. 





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