lovestruck
The moment arrives without warning, a sudden gravitational pull that realigns everything you thought you knew about yourself. Lovestruck is not a gentle descent but a complete dismantling of your carefully constructed emotional architecture. It’s a state of radical vulnerability, where the boundaries between self and other become beautifully blurred, challenging every preconceived notion of connection and intimacy.
There’s an exquisite terror in truly being seen. When love finds you—not the romanticized version you’ve constructed in your mind, but the raw, unfiltered connection that strips you down to your most authentic self—you realize how little control you actually possess. Control is an illusion we desperately cling to, and love becomes the precise instrument that surgically removes our protective layers, exposing the tender landscape of our inner world.
The lovestruck experience is not about perfection. It’s about presence. It’s about showing up with all your beautiful fractures, your unresolved histories, your half-finished stories. You become simultaneously stronger and more fragile, a paradox of human connection that defies logical explanation. Each moment becomes charged with potential—every glance, every touch, every shared silence holding the weight of profound meaning. It’s a state of being where the mundane transforms into the miraculous, and the ordinary becomes extraordinary.
Surrender is not weakness; it is the most courageous act of radical self-trust. To be lovestruck means accepting that you cannot choreograph love, cannot manipulate its trajectory. You can only be present, breathe into the uncertainty, and trust the profound intelligence of your heart. The vulnerability required is not for the faint of heart—it demands everything and promises nothing except the transformative journey itself. This surrender is a form of spiritual alchemy, turning the lead of fear into the gold of authentic connection.
In this state of complete openness, you discover parts of yourself you didn’t know existed. Love becomes a mirror, reflecting not just who you are, but who you are capable of becoming. The lovestruck experience transcends romantic notions—it’s a spiritual awakening, a recalibration of your entire internal landscape. You are simultaneously the observer and the observed, learning that true intimacy is not about possession, but about profound witnessing. It’s a delicate dance of revelation and concealment, where each layer peeled back unveils another depth of understanding.
The complexity of being lovestruck lies in its ability to deconstruct and reconstruct simultaneously. It challenges your narratives, dismantles your protective mechanisms, and invites you into a space of radical authenticity. You begin to understand that love is not a destination, but a continuous process of becoming. It’s a journey that requires courage, patience, and an unwavering commitment to your own growth and the growth of another.
Emotional landscapes shift and transform, revealing terrains you never knew existed within yourself. The lovestruck state is a pilgrimage of the heart, where each step is both terrifying and liberating. You learn to navigate the intricate topography of intimacy, understanding that true connection requires a willingness to be completely undone and rebuilt.
Ultimately, being lovestruck is an invitation—to drop your defenses, to lean into the unknown, to trust in a connection larger than your individual narrative. It’s about recognizing that love is not something that happens to you, but something you participate in with your entire being. You become a conduit, a vessel for something more expansive than your individual self—raw, unfiltered, completely alive.
This journey is not linear. It’s a spiral of understanding, where each revolution brings deeper insight, more profound compassion, and a more nuanced comprehension of what it means to truly connect. Being lovestruck is an ongoing conversation with vulnerability, a continuous negotiation between your protected self and your most authentic essence.
To be lovestruck is to embrace the beautiful chaos of human connection—to stand at the precipice of vulnerability and choose to leap, knowing that in falling, you might just learn how to fly.
-gg
honeymoon
We’ve been through the wringer, haven’t we? That soul-crushing moment when love seemed to slip through our fingers like sand, leaving nothing but raw, aching emptiness. But here’s the truth that’ll set our hearts free: heartbreak isn’t the end—it’s a sacred invitation to something deeper.
We’ve learned that our honeymoon phase after heartbreak isn’t about finding someone new immediately. It’s about falling in love with ourselves first, with all our beautiful, broken pieces. We’re not putting ourselves back together; we’re creating something entirely new. As the scripture says, “Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?” (Isaiah 43:19)
There’s a tender vulnerability in choosing to keep our hearts open after they’ve been shattered. It’s not about being fearless—it’s about being brave enough to feel everything. Our hearts aren’t fortresses to be protected, but gardens that grow stronger with each season of healing. We’re learning that love isn’t something that happens to us; it’s something we continually choose.
The honeymoon we’re entering isn’t with another person—it’s with our own resilience. We’ll find ourselves dancing with joy in moments we once thought would break us. We’ll realize that every tear, every sleepless night, every moment of gut-wrenching pain was actually preparing us for a love more authentic than we’d ever imagined. “Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning” (Psalm 30:5).
Keeping our hearts open isn’t about forgetting the pain—it’s about transforming it. We’re not healing to go back to who we were, but to become someone more compassionate, more whole. Each wound becomes a window, each scar a story of survival. We’re learning that vulnerability isn’t weakness; it’s the most profound strength humans can possess.
So we’ll breathe. Trust the journey. Our hearts aren’t broken—they’re breaking open. And in this beautiful, messy process, we’ll discover that love never truly leaves us. It just keeps reshaping itself, inviting us deeper into our own magnificent, unfolding story. We’re not just surviving heartbreak—we’re alchemizing it into pure, radiant love.
-gg
clouded passion
Clouded Passion: When the Sky Matches Our Mood
Listen up. There’s something brewing in the soft underbelly of a day when clouds hang like unspoken truths and the air feels thick with possibility. This isn’t just another moment—this is our revolution of the spirit.
we’re talking about that woman. The one who doesn’t apologize. The one who walks into a room and doesn’t ask for permission to take up space. Her energy isn’t just a mood—it’s our declaration. She’s a walking, breathing manifesto of what it means to be truly, unapologetically alive.
anatomy of our power
The clouds roll in, heavy and complex, just like us. They’re not apologizing for blocking the sun. They’re not interested in our comfort. They’re here to transform, to water the earth, to create something raw and real. This is the metaphor of our existence—unpredictable, powerful, necessary.
tips for cultivating our inner storm
embrace our complexity
our contradictions are not flaws
they are the most interesting chapters of our story
stop trying to smooth out our edges
radical self-acceptance
look in the mirror and see a masterpiece
our scars are constellations, not wounds
our past is not a prison—it’s a classroom
She’s got that look. You know the one. Where her eyes hold stories that would make lesser souls tremble. Her vulnerability isn’t weakness—it’s our most dangerous weapon. She’s learned that softness can cut deeper than any sharp edge.
landscape of our soul
In these clouded moments, we understand something profound: our complexity is not a burden. It’s our superpower. The world might try to simplify us, to put us in a neat little box, but we’ll burst those seams without breaking a sweat.
more tips for unleashing our inner fire
practice radical honesty
with ourselves first
then with the world
our truth is our most potent medicine
create without permission
our art doesn’t need approval
our voice matters
silence is not an option
Our passion isn’t a gentle stream. It’s a thunderstorm. Unpredictable. Magnificent. Unapologetic. We don’t conform—we transform.
wisdom of wild women
And those clouds? They’re not just hanging there. They’re our co-conspirators, our silent witnesses. They know our secrets. They understand that sometimes, darkness is just the prelude to something extraordinary.
final tips for the untamed spirit
trust our intuition
it speaks in whispers
the world speaks in screams
learn to hear the whispers
our healing is not linear
some days, we’ll be warriors
some days, we’ll be wounds
both are equally sacred
We don’t explain ourselves. We don’t need to.
ultimate truth
We just are.
And that, our darlings, is everything.
-gg
embracing the violet flame: collective transformation in our spiritual journey
we’re all walking this path together, aren't we? there's a beautiful, divine message in the color violet that we've been collectively meditating on lately. it's the color of transformation, spiritual awakening, and the highest crown chakra energy. it's where we connect to the universe and to god's divine plan for our lives as a spiritual community.
isn't it fascinating how sometimes we must travel through the darkest nights of our soul to discover our deepest purpose? those moments when we're driving alone, hearts racing, tears falling, wondering why love has brought us nothing but pain—that's when the violet light of spiritual awakening often finds us as a collective consciousness.
we see, when we feel like we've lost our hearts, when we're speeding metaphorically through the rain of our emotions going ninety miles an hour, that's precisely when god is preparing us for something greater. the universe doesn't break us without the intention to rebuild us into something more magnificent. remember to drink your milk during these periods of spiritual transformation—we must nourish our bodies as our souls are being reborn!
so many of us have experienced those moments—dancing with someone who wasn't meant to be our forever partner, giving our hearts to relationships that were only meant to be lessons. we've all been at that afterparty of life, wondering if someone else came before us, questioning our place in another's heart. but here's the spiritual truth we want to absorb today: sometimes god allows our hearts to be filled with earthly pain so they can be emptied and refilled with divine purpose.
when we feel we "won't dance again" in life, when betrayal or heartbreak has convinced us to close our hearts, that's when christ is calling us to a higher dance—one not of romance, but of spiritual communion. the violet flame of transformation is purifying our hearts for something greater than human love; it's preparing us for divine love.
we challenge ourselves today to see our heartbreak through the lens of spiritual awakening. those people who hurt us? they were divine messengers. those relationships that failed? they were redirecting us to our true path. the next time we're alone, feeling like we've lost it all, we can look up at the night sky and thank god for the violet light of transformation that's guiding us home to our true spiritual purpose. we're not broken, beloveds—we're being transformed.
we might find ourselves wasting time looking at the stars, searching for meaning in places that can't fulfill us. or perhaps we're distracted by material possessions—a pretty watch, a convertible car, or someone's captivating persona. but material things and fleeting connections can never fill the void that only divine love can occupy. we must remember that the violet light teaches us to look beyond these temporary satisfactions.
in our collective spiritual journey, we've learned that the greatest illusion is thinking we can control love. love doesn't come until we find it, and finding it requires surrendering our notion of control. that's what the violet flame teaches us—surrender, transformation, and rebirth. when we're racing through life, surrounded by darkness and rain, god is calling us to slow down and recognize that what feels like an ending is actually an invitation to something more profound.
we're all searching, yearning for something deeper. that's the beauty of our spiritual community—we're not alone in this quest. when we share our struggles with each other, when we recognize our shared humanity, we create a collective violet flame that lifts us all higher. god doesn't want us to stay in our pain; he's using it to elevate our consciousness to a higher plane of existence.
think about those moments when we've felt most alive—rarely are they in times of comfort. usually, they're during or after intense pain when we've surrendered to something greater than ourselves. that surrender, that letting go, is the essence of the violet flame's transformation. it burns away our ego, our attachment to outcomes, our need to control the narrative of our lives. and what remains after that burning? pure divine essence.
what would happen if instead of saying "i won't dance again" after heartbreak, we said "i'm ready to dance differently"? what if we saw that car speeding through the rain not as an escape but as a journey toward our highest self? the violet flame invites us to this reframing, this spiritual perspective that transforms victims into victors, pain into purpose, and endings into magnificent beginnings.
10 ways to embrace the violet flame in our daily lives:
when we wake up each morning, let's visualize a violet light surrounding our bodies, cleansing away yesterday's pain and preparing us for divine encounters. drink your milk with intention, knowing that we nourish our physical temples to support our spiritual awakening.
let's practice seeing difficult people as divine messengers. instead of asking "why is this happening to me?" we can ask "what is this teaching us about our spiritual journey?"
when we feel heartbreak, let's place our hands on our hearts and say, "this pain is transforming me into my highest self. i surrender to the violet flame of divine purpose."
let's create a sacred space in our homes with violet elements—candles, crystals, or artwork—to remind us of our ongoing transformation.
instead of rushing through emotional healing, we can honor the process by journaling about how each stage of grief is actually bringing us closer to divine consciousness.
when driving alone, let's use that time for prayer and meditation on the violet flame, transforming ordinary commutes into sacred journeys of spiritual growth.
let's practice collective healing by sharing our stories of transformation with others, creating community around the understanding that our pain connects us to our purpose.
we can use the phrase "i am dancing differently now" as a mantra when we feel tempted to close our hearts due to past hurts.
let's create a playlist of songs that remind us of spiritual transformation, playing them when we need to reconnect with the violet flame of divine purpose.
most importantly, let's remember that we're not meant to stay in our pain—we're meant to be transformed by it. drink your milk, strengthen your body, and allow your spirit to be elevated through the beautiful, purifying violet flame that connects us all to god's divine plan.
-gg
breaking free: when obsession becomes our greatest teacher
raw truth of our spiritual awakening
listen up, beautiful souls. we’re about to dive deep into the messy, gorgeous, absolutely transformative world of letting go. this isn’t our typical self-help mumbo jumbo. this is a spiritual revolution happening right inside our hearts.
the energy of our deepest attachment
obsession isn’t our enemy. it’s our most profound spiritual messenger. every single time we’ve felt consumed, stuck, or totally overwhelmed? that’s not a weakness. that’s our soul screaming for transformation.
spiritual principles of radical release
our radical self-awareness
we’ll stop judging our thoughts
embrace the mess
our pain is our portal
our energetic liberation
breathwork is our superpower
meditation isn’t about being perfect
our healing is wild and non-linear
the universe’s love letter to us
every single attachment is the universe whispering, “hey, beautiful. there’s something deeper here.” our obsession? it’s not a problem to fix. it’s a gift to unwrap.
the spiritual practice of total surrender
surrender isn’t weakness. it’s the most badass act of self-love we’ll ever commit to. imagine dropping the emotional armor, letting go of the death grip of control, and trusting that something magical is unfolding.
practical magic for our spiritual badasses
our soul-level practices
morning meditation that actually feels good
journaling without judgment
dancing out our emotional blocks
our energy clearing toolkit
chakra healing
emotional freedom technique
radical self-compassion
our ultimate spiritual breakthrough
our pain is not our prison. it’s our passport to freedom. every moment of intense attachment is the universe conspiring to wake us up, to shake us into our most authentic selves.
our wounds are not our weakness.
they’re our greatest spiritual superpowers.
release. transform. rise.
-gg