Dangerous Love

13837_168322376355_535481355_3379155_6155065_n“The dangerous thing about love is you give a part of yourself away. You give that person a piece of your heart, and you can never get it back again. That’s the beautiful, tragic price of love. Even when it ends… it truly lives on in some mystical place. Time and distance cannot erase what was, or be shifted by what will be. Love is a permanent and ever-changing being. ” -Shaheen

 

No matter how this story ends, it began in love. I felt so beautiful in your eyes and arms. You took me to the mountains. You whispered me love songs. You danced me across rooms, my eyes closed, nothing but the scent of you and your heartbeat. I know we had a love that only comes once in a life. If it’s over now… it still lives on somewhere. Where I was loved, I was home. I hope that you know.

No matter where you go, whomever you choose again to love, just know that you were the one. I will always have a place for you in my heart. There will always be an invisible silver band on the ring finger of my left hand. And you will always be handsome and precious to me… even when years have passed. And when we are old, I hope we can hold hands and say… we are the best of friends.

For now we can be silent. We can circle around our feelings. We can touch faintly on what really is. You can say you are moving on, and I can say I just don’t care. I can secretly cry, and you can secretly be lost out there. Just know if there comes a night, when the day has been too hard, you can’t handle anymore harsh words, and you need to come home… the right side of my bed will be opened for you. Crawl in by the light of the moon and lay down your sorrow to me. I will love you.

I mourn the loss of love that was snuffed out before it could really begin. We were children in love… so much to grow and learn. We had the world in our hands. You threw it away. I know it was in fear, and nothing else. I know now I did nothing wrong. And I know you still love me. But why did you run from me. What could I have done to make you stay? Why did both of our hearts have to break this way? We had a love strong enough to brave the storm.

But I flung myself hard against the storm, and I shattered once again. I’m not really sure if we can leave here with something warm. Unless we remember that they flames of love never really die. There will come a night, when you slip out of your shell, and you fall deep into the glow of my eyes. You will tell me everything. You will fall in love again. You will realize what is missing. And you will want it back.

No one can fill us up in the same way. No one can see the beauty in your flaws. No one can love me enough to make me calm. We were supposed to be. We are meant to be. You are my everything… and one night you will wake up with a stranger and wonder where you’re husband has gone. And I will be there… somewhere trying to sleep again. Come home, baby.

© Shaheen Miro 2013

 

The Gypsy’s Tricks for Spiritual Cleansing and Protection: Spiritual Cleansing Basics

Here is a video that I created awhile ago on spiritual cleansing techniques. This is a brief introduction to spiritual cleansing that offers a basic foundation for you to start from. Be sure to explore the other tips and tricks that I have shared.

This video starts with: Smudging, using the smoke from herbs to cleanse with.

Spiritual cleansing is a powerful tool to help you live happy and healthy lives… and to help you consciously manifest.

If you are interested in energetic cords, visit this post.

© Shaheen Miro 12/28/2011

No Matter What They Say

I am constantly blown away by the amount of time and energy people spend on telling other people how to live. It’s like people avoid looking at their own reflection by picking out the flaws of someone else’s. You can’t let your wounds and scars become the lens that you see the world through. We all have our ideas of how things work, the best way to live… but your truth may not be my truth and vice versa.

A good dose of advice is wonderful and I love being inspired by someone elses story and I like seeing the flip side of things. But you can share your truth with someone and not force it on them. When I was a child my mom told me that  god is a diamond and that all the different ideas about god and life and the universe are different facet of that diamond… but it’s all the same sparkling jewel… she told me that we each find our own path to god and that no ones path is the same.

I believe that is life in general. We all walk our own path. Sometimes our paths cross, sometimes they run parallel, and sometimes we may travel briefly on another road… but in the end we all have our own path. You have to take what works best for you and leave the rest. You have to give everyone the right to believe as they see fit for their own soul. You may not agree that it’s right for you… but you should be happy to allow them to embrace their own truth.

Who really wants to live in a sterile, white-washed world anyway? Do we really want to look and act the same? Think of all the beautiful things we would have to give up if everyone was the same. It is sad and honestly, terrifying. We all have the right to be who we are, because that’s what makes this world such a beautiful and rich tapestry.

We all judge others, it’s human nature. But keep that judgement to yourself. Become your own person and fearlessly be who you are and allow everyone else the right to do the same. I hate that I can be judgmental… usually it’s out of love. But that is no excuse. The fact still remains that your life, is yours alone and that is the only thing you need to worry about. And I don’t mean that in the egotistical sense.

The key I believe is, compassion. We need to be compassionate toward each other… that doesn’t mean coddle people. Sometimes you have to be honest with someone, especially when they ask your opinion… but don’t let that judgment take your soul. Don’t own the actions of others… just own what you do. At the end of the day we are all doing the best we can.

See and honor the light within of each person, and see in honor the light within yourself.

© Shaheen Miro 5/31/2012

spiritual cleansing part 1

Here is a series of videos on spiritual cleansing techniques, that are quick and easy. This is a brief introduction to each of these techniques, to get you started on the path of using spiritual cleansing in your life. You may want to do a little more personal research if you would like to delve deeper or let me know what questions you may have.

This video starts with: Smudging, using the smoke from herbs to cleanse with.

Spiritual cleansing is a powerful tool to help you live happy and healthy lives… and to help you consciously manifest.

Please visit again for other videos on this topic, and more.

© Shaheen Miro 12/28/2011

Dancing With Freedom, As Death Dances Away

The night has grown around me, dark, velvet and gentle and with it comes a graceful coolness that subtly creeps into the hollow parts of me… reminding me of what has been lost. In my life I have seen dark things, dangerous things, things that have cut me so deep that not even time can take their sting away. And yet I’ve danced with so much passion and beauty that I often wonder what can come to rival what’s been before.

I sit here and I am reminded of the beautiful lights that I’ve lost along the way. The ones, who’ve touched me, loved me… who have felt me in the deepest, most tender places of my heart and soul. Many hands have held my own, but very few have really lived in my world. So as their lives have faded away I try to keep alive the memories of the love they’ve given to me.

On a lonely night in July I pass through memories by candlelight. Faces that I’ve missed in my life, voices I will never hear again and the warm feeling of fur brushing against my sullen face. I try to close my eyes and reach with all my sense the feelings of being with them. But only the faintest of feelings can be experienced now. Its not as if real life can be recreated in pictures and memories… our thoughts can work backwards but they will never truly turn back time.

I myself have spoken to spirits… I have whispered to shadows… but I’ve never walked the time line back to a place where I could rekindle the connects which I’ve so desperately longed for. They are shinning stars too far from my reach too touch, but close enough that I still see them. And in that vast universe of possibilities I will hold them like precious gems… cherished forever.

Death is a reminder to us that everything is in constant motion; an endless dance that moves us from one phase to the next. Passing through doors you remain a part of the changeless change. As a caterpillar dies to the beauty of a butterfly, so does our soul here on earth shed it shell to fly with something a little more spectacular, brilliant and gleaming. Death is the teacher, the keeper and the lover. Death gives us the gift of living… if only we see it before our time.

I know that no matter how much it hurts that all of my angels are by my side. They stand tall with me and my tears become the sea and the boat of my dream floats gently with their guiding winds. There is nothing to fear no matter how alone I am. I look into the water and there next to my reflection are all those who have ever loved me. So I hug myself tight, trying hard once again to soak up that ephemeral memory… knowing that at some point it will come again… no matter how different it may be.

To these feelings I assign two cards: The Death card and the 6 of swords.

Death, which is the keeper of change and the dance of the universe. Death is the one who reminds us to find our feet in the dark and just give into the sway, the grind, the wild twirl of everything that is. Death heralds change… but change is not destructive its alchemical.

The 6 of swords is the card that shows us the wisdom in contemplation, mediation and just drifting away. Those whom we love and have loved will come and go. Some will leave intentionally and others unexpected, but its all part of the beat that we are dancing to. If you were to veil your face in black lace, step onto a candle lit boat and glide effortlessly into the foggy sea you would find the meaning of this card. It is here in this silent place, where everything moves with the tides and the moon, that we find what really lives in our souls.

Don’t forget those whom you have touched and who have touched you… remember we are all lights trying to lift the darkness. There is nothing that has to separate you… not color, gender, race or religion. Rely less on form and more on feeling… when we live through are spirit we truly find our way.

To the gypsies,

Shaheen

 

© Shaheen Miro 7/11/2011

Black Cat Wisdom

My black cat is undoubtably my best friend. Him and I have a wonderful connection.I’m pretty certain that him and I are soul mates.

I am constantly learning something new from him. He is the wildest, cutest and bravest little thing you have ever met in your life. There is no questioning his tenacity and independence. And let me tell you… do not make him mad because he will chase you down and give you a peace of his mind.

His mystery never ceases to amaze me. He loves with extreme passion and lives with the ultimate grace. When I come home every day he follows me through the house chatting with me about, I assume, whatever his day consisted of and then he does a flop and a roll and invites me to rub on his fuzzy little belly. And when I’m not feeling well he instantly knows and he snuggles up next to me and works his hardest to ease my pain.

Watching him has taught me some wonderful things. Like a witch and her familiar we seem to have an intuitive connection that is unbreakable. He always enchants people and makes new friends. He is boisterous, friendly and a little bit of a goofball. Ask anyone who has sat down to get a reading… he loves to come up and give his spin on whatever the cards might say!

So I have decided I would start a series of post sharing with you some of the the things that Baby Ali has shared with me. These will be titled “Black Cat Wisdoms”. I hope you find them insightful and humorous. Keep checking back to see what mylittle b

lack cat might have to tell you!

Best Wishes,

Shaheen