I’ve officially entered my “watching how we met videos of black lesbians/queer peeps/qpoc couples”. I just love love. I’m grateful for the experiences that got me this far. It’s a recurrent phase that I would say happens once every year/year and a half (as if the extra 6 months really changed the story, -_-).
The videos I’ve watched this weekend have been really inspiring. I’ve watched healthy Black couples constantly talking about manifesting their love and how the universe just put them together and it felt like divine intervention. I’m blown away. I even watched a video where one couple was explaining the difference between twin flames and soulmates, and how anybody can be our soulmates, yet there’s one person that is our twin flame and they are meant to be together with a purpose to do something together for the world. I probably misphrased, but listen, its almost 2 am.
I’ve been asking repetitively: I want a healthy love. One where both love each other very much and aren’t holding back. One where the connection is beyond us on so many spheres. One where there is no place to hide. One where the rawness brings a complexity to how we can accompany each other on our own personal healing. One where we complement each other rather than “complete”. Honest. One where I feel seen and heard. One where we can communicate openly and respectively. One with uncontrollable laughs. One where the intellect and our hearts can meet. One where I can just be. One where taking risks is courageously encouraged safely. One where I feel safe. One that supports my growth. One where the energy naturally flows with my friends - aka family. One where we can build in a way that feels effortless despite the struggles on the way - which we handle with care. One where we can imagine the future. One where there is financial abundance, allowing us to make choices from it. Is 2022 the year?
