When the night comes and everybody is sleeping, I put my wings and start to fly. I am up far away, find myself a white and fluffy cloud and enjoy the silence and the beauty around me, the sky, the stars and all the other amazing clouds. Down on Earth, I feel heavy and not powerful enough to undress this burdensome coat that becomes heavier with years.
In my world, up there, I talk with stars and laugh with the moon, I dance with my angel, God, I am so full of happiness, I feel it in all my pores. I am glowing. My wings are so sparkling and beautiful, so white and perfect. For me, the stars are my best friends, I feel protected and safe.
I could fly all night, up in the sky there are no fears and limitations, I am free and powerful, I am the warm light and the summer sun.
I have always loved the night because I felt perfect and beautiful. I could be the real me like nobody knows me.
When the night comes, I start dreaming with the eyes wide opened up to a perfect life which I have always imagined because ever since I was a child, I started to dream that life. I put so much love and faith in it. I have raised it like a mother is raising her child. I don’t want anybody to blow my perfect dream about my perfect life.
I embrace myself and start dancing. I am enough. I am everything I wanted to be. I am beautiful and kind. I have the purest soul. Up in the sky, I can let go of it to be free, to grow beautifully. Then I go down on Earth, I put it in a secret box closed with a secret key because he is so easily hurt. I want to protect him. I owe that to my soul. He is always telling me to follow my heart and my intuition and never stop dreaming.
When I am writing, I am living my dream, my soul is happy and fulfilled, is like he is whispering me: “Don’t stop, don’t wake up, here is your real world, you can be whatever you draw in your imagination.”
Yes, I am always making drawings in my mind which take life in my dreams.
I am full of love and dedication, sometimes I feel nobody is hearing me and I become sad and drifted away. But, something magic happened, I started to hear myself, to keep this big love inside me, love that grows every day and feeds my starved soul.
I have finally understood that the sparkling magic was spread over me and I have delicately started to shine.
Shine like a star and always follow your heart because an angel, up in the sky, protects you and shows you the way! The way to a magic place called “Home”, the home of your soul!
With love, Me!
