“Twinflames are our most perfect mirrors, because they are us in another body. Our twinflames are the only ones who give us a true and honest reflection of who we are, and where we are in our lives at any given time. When you look at each other, you will feel like you are looking in the mirror because of the magic of your soul being mirrored, you will just FEEL it!
Not only do they reflect everything in us that is good… they also mirror any fears or perceived “weaknesses” that we feel we have… and those are reflected so that both twins can work through them together.
Loving our twinflame sometimes feels as if we are loving “ourself”… because technically, we are. They truly are our other half.
Often confused with the term “soulmate”… twinflames are two halves of one soul. They are the person who completes you.
Twinflames love, respect and honour each other equally… and unconditionally.”
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Today there were multiple tornadoes and severe thunderstorms in the Dallas, Texas area. Prayers of Grace and Peace to them all.
How do you know when you have been active? Been of value? Been spectacular? average? I came here today as part of my morning habits. And I thought, and I was bothered. I thought about all of the images that I am posting daily on Purple Shoe Photography that no one knows about. I thought of the lack of posts here, because my expression has been leaning more toward the joy of sharing what my eye gets to see. I thought of my idea to post a few images here with links back to my photography blog. I thought of the partial poem that came to me last night, more as an utterance of affection for a loved one, that simply ended in emotion and feeling no longer connected to words and thus incomplete. There is no end to that kind of expression for me, but others, I suppose would not understand the reason for the posting in such a form.
I wonder at the hours spent attached to this chair. I note my observances of one of the children that by looking at her body or listening for a vocal sharing of what activity of value that has occurred that I too, may appear as doing nothing.
I got up this morning and I looked at all of the wonderful things that had
sprung (come springing?) forth from the hearts and minds and spirits of those I follow each day. I particularly looked at images of nature and had nearly as much joy as having been to my own Tree Place.
I read about The Gypsies and the Mother Goddess over at Paulo Coelho’s blog. I shifted from listening to Silencio to Dinah Washington while reading.
I moved on to Writing Without Paper, and noted the post today about Sister Beckett. It had a link within it over to PBS. It has been quite a while since I thought to venture there and I am very glad that I did. The video section is different from what I have encountered before there and I viewed John Muir In The New World. I put that link off to the right side menu over there.>>>>
**edit–ok, so I removed the widget since publishing, here is the link– John Muir in the New World–PBS Click to Watch!
I have eaten, taken the required daily steps to keep me functioning, on many levels. And I feel satisfied and full. It is not yet eleven in the morning and I have had days worth of mental input and stimulation for my spirit! I’m headed outside to walk to the nearby park and after, I shall go back to reading a book that I began last night. I finished with the book The Invention of Hugo Cabret yesterday afternoon, upon the suggestion to read given by friend Kathy over at Lake Superior Spirit.