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Do we really ever let go & get over it....

This overly passionate sign can be obsessed about the most trivial things; much more about their relationships. So how do Scorpios handle exes? In two, very extreme ways: one, they never let go, and two, they curse the exes memories to kingdom come. Of course a lot of things would depend on the reason of breaking up.

Scorpios cherish all their relationships. They demand an "it's all or nothing" commitment because that's what they are willing to give. Scorpios give their heart and soul for their partner when they're in love. Naturally, when it's time to break up it will be very hard for them to let go. To begin with, when you have poured all of yourself to make a relationship work it's not going to be easy to walk away from it. For the Scorpio, it will be nearly impossible. In this kind of break up, it is usually the other party who ends the relationship so it will be especially harder to just let it be. This is usually when the Scorpio start to obsess. Not that they are clingy, it's just hard to accept that someone who is a big part of their lives suddenly wants out. The issue will consume them and makes two types of a passionate Scorpio. The first type may try to win the ex back whatever the cost is. Scorpios are fixed signs and they don't take changes in a good light. Expect calls, emails or messages sent through common friends asking if you could talk and work things out. Actually, even if they don't think there's a chance to make the relationship work they will still want to talk and figure out what happened. They will want answers. It may be hard to shake them off but don't look at it that way. Try to put yourself in their shoes rather than judge them. If you understand where they are coming from then maybe you can go your separate ways in peace. Now, Scorpios are known to be subjective especially when they get hurt so them and their asking the ex to try and work it out is actually the better way to deal with it. They may blame you for the break up and everything else that happened throughout a relationship. Remember that this particular water sign doesn't forgive easy much more forget. If they get angry they may go as far as harassing the other person thinking they're just trying to get justice for their broken heart (and ego) so be careful when handling this matter. Tread carefully.

Probably the best Scorpio way of treating their ex is ignoring them. They tend to do this but not because they don't want to be friends with you anymore. Again, someone who has poured every inch of their soul to their partner will have a hard time letting go. If they continue to keep contact they will just find it even harder to move on with their lives. So even if they're not mad and they don't blame you for what happened, it is best that they stay away until they heal.

In a way, Scorpios don't really get over past relationships, they just learn to manage or handle their feelings and the "ex" status. It may take them time but don't push. You don't really want things to end up harshly. It's always nice to be in good speaking terms with someone you shared so much with.

My Burning Heart

"My Burning Heart: My heart is burning with love, All can see this flame, My heart is pulsing with passion, like waves on an ocean. My friends have become strangers, and I’m surrounded by enemies, But I am free as the wind, no longer hurt by those who reproach me. I’m at home wherever I am, And in the room of lovers, I can see with closed eyes, the beauty that dances. Behind the veils, intoxicated with love, I too dance the rhythm, of this moving world. I have lost my senses, in my world of lovers." #Rumi

“THREE LIVES REMEMBERED”


XdavidRananda Spears·Tuesday, November 17, 2015

I was fortunate to have the guidance for several years, of Master Kuthumi, who showed me many of our other lives. Amongst those lives there are three that, at first do not appear to be connected, but on a closer look, one can see how the second and third are a reaction to the first of the three. The common factor is slavery and liberation from it. Slavery is a denial of the Divine Law of Free Will. Any such denial of the right to self determination will have serious karmic consequences for the perpetrator.

In the first of the three lives, I lived in the Balkans, as a young woman who was taken as a slave by the Roman conquerors of our country. I was sold in Rome, to a wealthy Roman and became a slave in his household. I was a very beautiful young woman with long blonde hair, which proved to be a disadvantage for me, as the master would frequently take me to his bed. His wife became jealous of me and would cut my face with a knife to destroy my beauty. She also made my life a misery in many other ways, and I was frequently punished.

Eventually the mistress prevailed upon the master to sell me, and I was sold to a man who ran a slave agency. He had many slaves, and would muster us all in the morning in his courtyard. He had a clipboard, and would choose two of our names from the list and say;- “You and you; go to the house of --- (Name) --- The sons of wealthy Roman families would be set up by their parents in a house of their own. However they were not themselves wealthy enough to buy their own slaves, so they would rent them from the slave agency when they were hosting a party, and we slaves would take cloaks and hats from the guests, and pretend to be the household slaves of the teenager concerned. We would serve their guests and come when hands were clapped. Although this was not ideal, it was still better than my previous employ. However, after a while I began to yearn for my freedom from this life of servitude. At one of the parties I stole some clothes and absconded into the countryside outside of the city, where there was a community of escaped slaves. I lived in this community for a while, savoring my freedom, but one night there was a dawn raid on our small community and we were all recaptured by a Roman corporal whom we were told to call;- “Decadian”. He despised us and treated us with the utmost contempt. We were not allowed to speak unless spoken to by him. We were taken into custody and were sent to do penal servitude at a stone quarry where our life expectancy was counted in weeks. We died from mistreatment, mal-nourishment and overwork. It was here that I ended my days in that life.

In the second of these lives, I was born in the coastal town of Hyannisport on Cape Cod in North America in 1801. I served an apprenticeship in my grandfather’s shipyard, but was unhappy with my life as a junior in the drawing office of the marine architect. I had a desk like Bob Cratchet in the Dickens story “A Christmas Carol”, at the furthest point from the natural light coming in the single window, where the chief architect had his desk. I craved a life of freedom and adventure, and prevailed upon my grandfather to buy me an apprenticeship to a master mariner. I joined his ship in 1820, when I was 19 years of age, and on my first voyage, sailed from Boston across the North Atlantic and the North Sea to Gothenberg in Sweden. I made several subsequent voyages on this route whilst learning my trade, and by the time I was 35, I was the master of my own ship. Our return voyage took us with a load of timber from Gothenberg to Southampton in the South of England, and then to Portugal where we picked up a cargo of wine for the wealthy households of the Southern United States. We would catch the Trade Winds across the Atlantic to New Orleans on the Mississippi, where I was a witness to the plight of the slaves. Something in their lives resonated strongly with me, and I would go to the slave village and make arrangements for some of them to stow away in packing cases in my ship. When at sea, I would release them and take them with me to freedom in Boston. There was one sad case where a mother and her daughter asphyxiated before we could release them from the packing case in which they were hidden. I was a part of that secret escape route for slaves later called;- “The Underground Railway”. Eventually, in that life, I was lost at sea when my ship sprung a plank in her bottom and sank beneath me.

The third and last life in the group of three was the next life after the one where I was the master mariner. In this life I was born to a fairly wealthy family who had a farm just outside of Oakland, West Virginia. I used to attend the local horse races as I was a lover of horses. On one occasion, I saw a most beautiful girl who was of a wealthy family and whose father had horses in the races. She was surrounded by a band of admirers so that I had no chance to talk with her. She was enthusiastically cheering-on her father’s horses. The next time I saw her was at a ball where all the young men looked like Rhett Butler in the movie;- Gone With The Wind” --- (This was just pre-Civil War.) At the end of the ball a race was held, where all the young men had to get down on all fours like horses, and race from one end of the ballroom to the other. The winner was allowed to escort home the lady of his choice. To my great surprise, I was declared the winner and of course I chose that lady from the horse races. I got to know her and she agreed that I could call on her. I would dress up in my white suit with Ebony cane to call on her and she would serve me lemonade as we sat in the garden swing. I asked her to marry me and she and her father agreed. We were married soon after but then Civil War broke out. I had seen the way that slaves were treated in the houses of the wealthy, and I didn’t hold with slavery. I had a deeply held belief that it was wrong to deprive people of their freedom and the right to guide their own lives. I had no idea where this deep belief originated, as I came of a Southern family. So, I took my wife and traveled by road and by ship to the North where I was commissioned in the Union Army as Lieutenant George Huntley. I fought in one battle and survived but in the second one, a shell exploded just behind my horse and I was killed. I remember arriving in Heaven (4D) where there was mist up to my knees. My beloved horse, Hector, was lying on the ground screaming in his death throes, and two Angels were stroking him and soothing him. As they did so Hector calmed down and began to grow younger until he became a Piebald foal. (He had been a Chestnut stallion) Then he staggered unsteadily to his feet and trotted off across a kind of no-mans-land and I knew that he was going to be reborn. I had been so concerned about Hector that I had not noticed that I was dead. Shortly after this, a close friend arrived in Heaven. He was fuming with anger at being killed, and he stomped off across the no-mans-land, saying;- “I’m going back !” --- He didn’t seem to realize that he would be a baby and the war would be over.

There was an interesting addendum to this story. What seemed like some time later, a middle aged woman in a mob-cap type bonnet came to Heaven to collect me. She was a spirit medium. She conducted me to the place where my house was, and I saw, a couple standing on the porch. They were very close together and I could tell that they were lovers. One of them was my beautiful young widow. The woman took me around to the back garden where I sat around a table with her and my widow to have a talk. It emerged that she wished to remarry (She was only around 25 years of age) and wanted me to give my blessing to their union. I freely did so as I felt that, for me, that life was like a play that was over and the final curtain had fallen.

On 22:11: 2015 a great Event is being mounted by several great Light Beings in the Higher Realms, working through other Lighted Ones upon the Earth, to bring liberty to all throughout this World. Many still live in conditions of slavery, or closely akin to it, and the moment of their liberation is at hand. The Event is called;- “One Voice For Liberty And Freedom For All” --- This Event will be initiated from The Liberty Bell in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, in the USA by three Lighted Souls, at 11:11 - 11:22 AM EST on the 22nd November 2015, and many from all over the World, are pledged to make the affirmation along with the three at the Liberty Bell. I close with the final words of the affirmation :- “As one people we are reborn in victory with Liberty and Freedom into the Realms of God’s Peace and Love. So be it.” ---

   I, Rananda Kumara; one time slave, add my Power to this great affirmation.

      Rananda Kumara via (walk-in) Cdr Zanna on 17th November 2015

            Love and Blessings from Rananda. ---

Are you brave enough?

#soulmate #twinflame

 

- Are You Brave Enough - 

Are you brave
enough to love
are you willing
to leave behind
every comfort
and all the ways
you numbed yourself
and all the ways
you told yourself
you were not worthy
are you willing
to just let go
of all the things
that you thought
were true
and to let go
of everything
you thought
defined you
are you open to love
can you let love
into your darkness
and your shame
and your secret fears
are you willing to let love
break you down
and take everything
are you strong enough
do you have what it takes
are you willing
to let love shake you
to your very core
it is one thing to say
that you want love
but are you willing
to give what love wants
or do what it asks
because to have love
you must lose everything
you thought you were
and risk losing all that is false
your fears and your doubts
love stands waiting for you
but you must say yes
to everything love wants
to lose all to love
and to gain the reality
that love is all there is
are you brave
enough to love

Soulmate

soulmate

 

A soulmate is some one you have a very deep connection. It is not always easily explained. It is a meeting of mind, heart, body and soul on the highest levels. Communication is at its easiest, as they understand you perfectly, and accpet you completely with no judgements.

 

A soulmate is when you love an imperfect person perfectly.

 

Let go of the old ways of living

For many years you may have been clearing, healing and puryfying yourself to give space for your Higher vibrational Spirit to anchor into your physical body,

 

have you noticed, that even if you clear yourself, new "stuff" seem to appear all the time,

 

this happens because you are done with the old ways of living and when you keep doing all of the clearing process, keep finding tools for you to be better, you re-activate the old and re-live it over and over,

 

so stop turning the karma wheel and simply enjoy life to the fullest,you are done clearing, your vibration has shifted into a Higher vibration and now is the time to anchor this beautiful new vibration into your life,

 

you are the only one, who can change your life, so when you make a consciouss decision - now I am done with the old, I now decide to live by my Higher Vibration - you make room for your life to change into that happy life, you are here to have,

 

stop telling yourself and others, that there is more to clear, there is not,

 

you no longer have to tell yourself, that you must love yourself to love others - for you are LOVE,

 

just breathe in the NOW, invite your Twin Flame to breathe in Oneness with you and turn your life into a magic touch of Divine Love in a physical reality,

 

With Love & Light,

Birgit,

Keeper of the Flame,

I Want to Know You.

I Want to Know You.

Via JoJo Rowden on Feb 11, 201

 

{{addendum: Men feel this way too... at least a REAL men such as myself does!!! :) }}

 

 

I want to know what kind of man you are beneath the surface.

I want to understand what makes your heart beat faster and what you love. What makes you mad, and why it has that power over you.

I want to learn if your anger is hot and quick like mine, or a lingering coldness that freezes those who invoke your wrath. Do you forgive them when the red mist subsides, or do you hold a grudge through all of eternity?

I wish I could know how you see me through those quiet eyes of yours. I want you to tell me if you long to stroke my hair as we drift off to sleep, or if it’s my curves that your hands ache for. I wonder if you would message me goodnight before bed, so that I would never close my eyes without knowing that I was loved. Perhaps you would expect my heart to know that already, simply by the way your face lights up at the sight of mine.

What do you dream of when you close your eyes? Do you sleep peacefully until the light dapples your skin through the blinds, or do the tigers prowl around your head, leaving you shivering in fear in the darkness?

When you are lonely, do you ever think about my smile, or the way that I always know how to still the demons that scream inside you? I wonder if I am still vivid in your awareness, or a distant memory now; a spectre bathed in the gentle lustre of nostalgia.

Do you chase sunsets or sunrises? I love both. Does the promise of a shimmering new dawn appeal to you more than the glow of another day closing in a riot of colour? I wonder where peace finds you. Will you drink hot tea with me as the sun blazes through the horizon, reminding us of the fleeting nature of this life? I think I would like that.

I want to learn if you prefer the bright crackle of a burning log fire, snuggled up in blankets against the cold, or the way that the sun plays upon warm limbs, making them glow golden in the afternoon light. Is it summer that brings a smile to those lips I covet, or would you rather turn your face up to taste the snowflakes as they fall?

I watch to see if you curse the fact that you cannot get to work in the snow, or if you roll up your sleeves joyfully to build a snowman. And if you do, I notice whether you give him a stone mouth so that he might smile upon the children that wave as they pass him by.

Do you ever fantasise about losing yourself, out there, in the world? Do you seek the quiet solitude of a wooden log cabin on the edge of a lake, or do you prefer the lights and glamour of cocktail dresses in a fancy room full of raucous laughter?Where do you want to go? What do you want to see?

Do you hear it when adventure calls out your name and more importantly, do you answer?

I want to know where you hide, when the world becomes too much to bear.

Where do you take your freedom?

Is there space for another in your haven, or can I follow you only so far, then settle patiently to await your return to me; the reunion all the sweeter for your absence.

See, I wanna know if you have hurt people. Did their tears rain on your heart, each drop a sharp stinging torment? I try to imagine if you wear a mask of hardness in the face of another’s pain, or if you are gentle as you ask for forgiveness. Do you bleed through another’s wounds? Can you?

Tell me how you have broken someone you loved, and whether you were able to fix them again. Did they love you still when the pieces were put back together? What horrors live in the bleakest corners of your soul? What do you think about when you go there?

I want to know the very worst of you.

Share with me the music that plays in your heart, and whether you dance to the beat of your own drum. Show me the colour of your love. If you could splash its brightness onto a waiting canvas, would it burn with passionate reds and oranges, or would it run still and strong in a cool turquoise calm?

Tell me if you kiss softly, your lips singing mine a gentle lullaby, or whether they would rage intently, scorching new pathways to my heart with a desire that refuses be stilled. I want to feel it either way.

Show me if you want a sweet girl, or a dirty one. Or a little of each. What makes you cry out in ecstasy? Is it a woman that makes you laugh until your stomach hurts, or one whose beauty takes your breath away with a single look? Do you look for the quirky ones, perhaps? The ones who are too easily overlooked, the hidden treasures?

Tell me, would you risk it all for love? Would you fight for what you truly want, or would you let it slip away into nothing, never knowing what might have been, because you never told her that your heart beat only for her? Did you ever realise she was waiting for you to fight for her? Will you watch someone else love her because you were too afraid to be vulnerable with her?

Will you settle for next best, the girl you could maybe grow to love someday, instead of the one that haunts your thoughts today? Is that enough for you? Maybe it is. Could you live with yourself knowing that she got away?

Tell me about a time that you cried until you couldn’t breathe anymore. Or where you lived through a day where you prayed for the sweet release of death. Did you make it through? I have been there. Has your heart been broken into a million tiny pieces and, if it has, has it made you hard? Or are you are still open to the beauty that the world holds for you?

Show me your pain and I will show you mine. I hope it does not scare you. It has helped me to grow.

I want to know if you talk to the glittering stars above us, and which one is special to you. What do you think happens when we die? Do we join their shining ranks in heaven or is there nothing left for us? Are you afraid of death? I am. Will you hold my hand if I leave you first? If you whisper to me that love knows no boundaries, not even death, will you mean it?

Tell me about your childhood. I want to know the way your mother’s hair smelled when you crawled exhausted into her lap, and the way your bedroom looked when you were 10. Did your father cry when you curled a tiny fist around his finger for the very first time? I bet he did. I want to know all the people that you have loved throughout your life, so that I might love them through you and with you.

Do you write? Do you draw? I want to know whether you ache to capture my face with your pencil, preserving the wonder that lingers softly there. Do you like to express yourself through words, or action best? Will your hands illustrate your story as you speak and will I know that you that are lying from the way your lips tremble gently as the words tumble guiltily from them?

What is your favourite book? Explain to me why it enraptures you so. Please? It tells me a lot about you. I love the way people cry when their favourite character breaks their heart, as though they are an old friend to be adored. Who is yours? I will seek them out and befriend them to understand why they have moved you so much.

Lend me your secrets. I’ll keep them safe and I’ll return them when my picture of you is complete. Whisper into my ear so that only us two may share them. Do you believe in magic? I do, now that I have met you.

Tell me your story, for it might well become part of my story. Let me in. Let me see you. All of you.

I want to know you.

 

Source:

http://www.elephantjournal.com/2015/02/i-want-to-know-you/

Short sayings...

"And I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you and, I'd choose you." ~The Chaos of Stars

"Your flaws are perfect for the heart that is meant to love you." ~Unknown

"Some people feel love in their hearts. Some of us feel it all way into our souls. We're the ones who can't forget." ~Judith McNaugh

"When you meet someone from your soul tribe, you feel you already know them." ~Annie Kagan in The Afterlife of Billy Fingers

"Highly sensitive beings suffer more but they also love harder, dream wider, and experience deeper horizons and bliss. When you are sensitive, you're alive in every sense of the word in this wildly beautiful world. Sensitivity is your strength, Keep soaking in the light and spreading it to others." ~Victoria Erickson

"The Universe has it's magic, our bodies and minds maybe don't understand the Universe, but our souls do, as they seek each other at the same time." ~Unknown

"Can I curl up in your arms, and let the beat of your, heart soothe me to sleep? Because that sounds, absolutely lovely." ~Unknown

"I wonder what I look like in your eyes." ~Unknown

"Sometimes home isn't four walls. Sometimes it's two eyes and a heartbeat." ~Unknown

"Whatever I have given, I have gained." ~Leonard Nimoy

"I don't know a perfect person, I only know flawed people, Who are still worth loving." ~Unknown

"I want someone who knows how completely insane I am, yet wouldn’t want it any other way." ~Unknown

"i don't know how to explain... the thoughts i have, the feelings i feel: i can't give you, any words, for, they have, yet to be, created" ~Scorpio

"i was too much, and not enough, for a woman, who was everything, and nothing at all." ~with apologies jessica katoff

"I may not be there yet, but I'm closer than I was yesterday." ~Unknown

"I remind you that you shine with the purity of a thousand suns." ~Kuan Yin

"All you need to do is love my soul and I will be yours forever." ~Dio Veselinov

"He loved her, of course, but better than that, he chose, her, Day after Day. Choice: that was the thing." ~Unknown

"When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside." ~Rumi

"I have an ache where you should be." ~R. Queen

"Will you come, and roll yourself, carelessly, in my bed? If leave you must, the scent of you behind." ~Tyler Knott Gregson

"Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart." ~Kahlil Gilbran

"Once upon a time, I fell in Love, with the wrong person." ~ Unknown

"I looked up to the sky and whispered, take anything away from me, take it all if you want to: but please---please, let me keep this one thing." ~with apologies to Lang Leav

"keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable" ~Mary Oliver

"Meet me in the corridor of your soul. Invite me to the hidden chambers. Show me the light behind your eyes. Teach me the rhythm of your blood. You are the secret I crave to discover." ~Unknown

"I didn't find you first, nor did you find me first. Goddess brought you to me in Her mortal likeness, and God brought me to you in His mortal likeness. They are One, and They brought Us back together for Divine Union to become ONE. Once again!" ~Inspired by Unknown

"stop setting yourself on fire, just to warm the cold hearts, of those who do not burn for you." ~ jessica katoff

"He whispered, 'It is hard to forget someone, like you... secretly she was pleased, for she never wanted him, to forget, what her love felt like.'" n.r. hart

"If you don't fight for what you love, don't cry for what you lose." ~Unknown

"If a man loves a woman's soul, he'll end up loving one woman, but if he just loves a woman's body or face, all the women in the world won't satisfy him." ~ Unknown

Bob Marley on a once in a lifetime love.....Long, and I am sure reposted, but beautifully stated and honest......

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”

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