Hahaha, I love how refreshing, entertaining and reflective this experience was! 🙌💃
" But somewhere between your soul's grand entrance and this very moment - where you're likely reading this while simultaneously responding to three different people's crisis texts, mentally rehearsing how to fix your brother's marriage, and wondering why that subtle pain in your left shoulder won't go away..."
You had me at the second paragraph...
Now this is from a little distance, so I guess I can laugh about it and take it all in and nod, but I just love your boldness in which I am almost expecting you to walk out of Substack and literally shake people up.🥰✨🤪
I'd like to slap a great big, over the top enthusiastic blurb, like the kind besties who also happen to be New York Times bestselling authors write for each others' latest books, on your warning about side effects, Dea! It is the Goddess' Truth! May those still giving themselves away, find this gem.
Oh my gosh Dea! You fucking beautiful soul! Like howwww? You know? When we spoke this afternoon...and you said "Shruthi I'm getting a scared energy"? It triggered the fuck out of me to be honest... because well...I am scared. It took me sometime to sit with it and realise (and accept).
My soul doesn't feel whole and there are past versions of me coming back with full vengeance. And yes, it's supremely easier to divert the attention to others instead of sitting with ourselves isn't it? Especially when you have shows like big bang theory and too hot to handle.
But because of your kick in the butt, I'm finally fucking ready to sit with my shadows and shattered parts of my aura/soul...and bring them back all.
So thank you from the depths of my heart you amazing friend! Thank you thank you thank you!
Ah, so this is why there are a couple of people in my life I want nothing to do with without even knowing why. I’ve been feeling like a such bad friend, but they’re energy vampires! I always feel so depleted when they leave my presence. The other day I caught myself basically hugging my body, while holding the crystal pendant I wear around my neck when one of the vampires was talking to me, as if to say, “yes, you can talk to me, no, you can’t have it”.
THIS hits home!💜
💛☀️
SEER👁DEA DIVINE🍾
PLEASE BE AS YOU ARE🙏
NAMASTE💜
Seen. Felt. Reflected. 👁💜
Namaste, soul whisperer.🍾
Hahaha, I love how refreshing, entertaining and reflective this experience was! 🙌💃
" But somewhere between your soul's grand entrance and this very moment - where you're likely reading this while simultaneously responding to three different people's crisis texts, mentally rehearsing how to fix your brother's marriage, and wondering why that subtle pain in your left shoulder won't go away..."
You had me at the second paragraph...
Now this is from a little distance, so I guess I can laugh about it and take it all in and nod, but I just love your boldness in which I am almost expecting you to walk out of Substack and literally shake people up.🥰✨🤪
Réka, your words feel like a breath of stardust – honest, sparkly, and full of that sharp-sweet clarity only you bring.
The way you dance between laughter and reflection tells me your inner compass is made of gold and wildfire.
And if I ever walk out of Substack to shake people up – you're definitely coming with me, heels or barefoot.
Thank you for reading with such heart and sass.
Let's go, Darling! 🙌💃🌱🫶✨✨✨🥰
Beautiful!
Vibes received, heart opened 💚
I'd like to slap a great big, over the top enthusiastic blurb, like the kind besties who also happen to be New York Times bestselling authors write for each others' latest books, on your warning about side effects, Dea! It is the Goddess' Truth! May those still giving themselves away, find this gem.
Lori, this might be the most glamorous, goddess-blessed blurb-slapping I’ve ever received.
If book blurbs had a red carpet, yours would wear gold wings and sass.
Thank you for feeling the pulse of the piece – may it land where it’s needed, like soul medicine with a sharp edge.
Oh my gosh Dea! You fucking beautiful soul! Like howwww? You know? When we spoke this afternoon...and you said "Shruthi I'm getting a scared energy"? It triggered the fuck out of me to be honest... because well...I am scared. It took me sometime to sit with it and realise (and accept).
My soul doesn't feel whole and there are past versions of me coming back with full vengeance. And yes, it's supremely easier to divert the attention to others instead of sitting with ourselves isn't it? Especially when you have shows like big bang theory and too hot to handle.
But because of your kick in the butt, I'm finally fucking ready to sit with my shadows and shattered parts of my aura/soul...and bring them back all.
So thank you from the depths of my heart you amazing friend! Thank you thank you thank you!
Oh babe… this cracked me open in the best way.
The way you show up – raw, fierce, trembling and still choosing to face it all – that’s holy fire.
You felt the fear and didn’t run. You sat. You saw. You spoke. That’s some high priestess level integration and I’m here for all of it.
Thank you for letting me be a mirror, a spark, a nudge. But darling – you are the storm and the calm. The shadow and the spark.
Go get those scattered soul-pieces and call them back like the wild goddess you are.
I’m right here, cheering and conjuring with you.
Ah, so this is why there are a couple of people in my life I want nothing to do with without even knowing why. I’ve been feeling like a such bad friend, but they’re energy vampires! I always feel so depleted when they leave my presence. The other day I caught myself basically hugging my body, while holding the crystal pendant I wear around my neck when one of the vampires was talking to me, as if to say, “yes, you can talk to me, no, you can’t have it”.
Grateful for you too 💛🪽🌷🌀