A glimmering light flickers.

Casting intermittent shadows.

The warm glow hovers closely.

While the darkness beyond grows.

A silent humming hovers on the wind.

A cool breeze around the bend.

Embracing peace with every breathe and ponder.

Confidently taking in every wonder.

Riding on the frequency of love

Joining you under the stars above.

Just a little magic

Just a little time.

It may seem a little tragic

Like a lost little rhyme.

But one day

A little dance under the stars

And we will say

This is who we are.

I long for he the love behind those eyes,

I long for the feelings you mean to disguise.

I long for the man that is deep inside.

I long for the feelings you like to hide.

Just a little magic,

Just a little time,

It may seem a little tragic,

Like a lost little rhyme.

But one day

A little dance under the stars

And we will say

This is who we are.

I stand strong, wild, unapologetic. I am a universal figure of mixed origins, and histories of many lives. I stand united with a world teeming with life force, seething with nature; wild, free and mesmerizing. Balancing my energies, my head and heart: thoughts and feelings with my inner goddess. I balance logic and intuition. I balance physical actions with connection and well being. The dynamic interplay of these helps me be efficient, effective, appreciative, and purposeful. I harness my emotional power to work with my reason and logic to drive my purpose forward. I reclaim my power, autonomy, and freedom when I embrace everything and everyone in its journey. Nothing wrong, only on a path. I hold myself accountable and responsible for my connection to all is. I am the powerful goddess I came here to be. There are many injustices in the world, inequalities, marked polarities, vulnerabilities, and warfare. There are rights and freedoms given to all simply for being human. I am guided by the Spiritual opinion of justice and balance. Every emotion, thought and action of every person tips the balance towards love, or suffering, good or evil, light or dark, right or wrong, or simply going with the wisdom of the universe or resisting it. Agape is embracing and encompassing our connection to all and its wisdom. I stand for that.

A timeless dream has teased my heart throughout my lifetime.

A beautiful man with deep, warm eyes the color of the earth,

A beautiful mane of coal black hair flowing in the wind,

With beautiful golden skin reflecting the energy he holds inside.

When I would encounter this man there was a knowing.

We were connected on a soul level as if we were meeting again; not for the first time.

A complete love connection through out our hearts and entire bodies was felt.

With every dream I would look into his eyes and drift away with him.

His voice was that of an angel as he sang to my soul.

His skin touching mine would ignite in me an eternal fire, starting an exotic magical desire.

When I was with him, I felt peace and freedom.

We would dance on the clouds and ride the waves of the great waters.

We would share in every beautiful experience in this physical plane.

But when I would ask him when we will meet, he would say “when you are ready”.

I never seemed to know when that was, till now.

I realize now we had to be on the same frequency to vibrate together.

I realize now that my twin soul has always been with me; we just now came together in the physical plane.

For how long, I do not know, but I will love the entire journey.

A journey of discovering each other in this lifetime while still feeling the eternal flame.

My dreams, inspirations, and thoughts all lead to many questions, and riddles that would all be solved in my story.

My story over time has made the unfamiliar, familiar and revealed many new worlds.

My personal philosophy has evolved many times through many challenges and journeys.

All of those callenges and journeys have been small stories within my life story like pitstops on a trip or voyage.

Every stop exposing me to different aspects about myself and ignited new dreams of what I wanted to be.

I began to focus on the destinations of my dreams and goals instead of where I started or had to go.

As I embraced uncommon sense, uncommon thought, and unconventional wisdom, I began to see my riddles to be solved.

The questions became ‘What can be?’ and ‘Why not?’ instead of ‘Why?’ and ‘When?’. My story is a constant discovery.

My discoveries resulted from the directions I was going in, and if the distination was intentional.

If there was no care of the destination then there was a wondering and unrealted points of exploration.

When there was purpose of a vision of my destination, then solving the riddles became fun and rewarding.

I became addicted to life and fell in love with finding as many destinations as I dreamed possible.

Love Kristi, High Priestess of Agape Covens

“Man is not the creature of circumstances. Circumstances are the creature of man.”

Benjamin Disrael

When we are afraid to be alone & do it alone:

We like their friends

We like their foods

We live their dreams

We spend the money their way

We compromise our own beliefs to keep them around

We lose our own personal power in the relationship

Changes! Changes!

My life rearranges.

I cannot keep up

I have no job

& my nonexistent business plans make me sob.

i cannot keep up

My bills accrue

& my debt number makes me blue.

I cannot keep up

Getting to know the strangers I am kin to

Has been a mental break through.

I cannot keep up

The virtual human connection

Is the new addiction.

I cannot keep up

Relationships have dissolved

No matter how much history is involved.

I cannot keep up

New dreams are born

I no longer mourn.

I have to keep up

New home, new location

An extended vacation.

Helps me keep up

New innovations & inventions

Thriving on new creations.

I can keep up

Finding new friends & new love

Who think differently than above.

We will keep up.

We will ride out the wave of change together.

Will he like me

After we meet?

Will the girl he seeks

Be the one he is going to meet?

Do I compare completely

To the girl he has imagined me to be?

If he doesn't like me, will he know enough to know

There is more to me than I have had a chance to show?

Will he know that so many surprises await

As we discover the world together date by date?

It is absurd to give into my nerves this way

As the clock ticks away to that day?

Will he like me then,

The way I have liked him with my pen?

I have written my thoughts of adoration

With only my paper knowing my emotions.

When our eyes meet, will we connect?

Will he reach for me or hold back and object?

Will he like me

When we meet?