[Tulisa - Young]

London

Capri, Italy

Hyde Park

Almafi Coast

“All the pathos and irony of leaving one’s youth behind is thus implicit in every joyous moment of travel: one knows that the first joy can never be recovered, and the wise traveler learns not to repeat successes but tries new places all the time.” –Paul Fussell

Barcelona

“It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to meet your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for Love, for your dreams, for the adventure of Being Alive.”

I have never been a religious person, not even spiritual. I think I used to be a bit more logical (cynical, too) – I didn’t understand the “mystery” of life; I just wanted to know. That then turned into the practice of thoughts, affirmations, beliefs and self-mastery, which then turned into the study of energies and the belief of manifestations and frequencies, which has now turned into “spirituality,” I suppose. I listen to my heart more. There is no justifying or explaining it; I just follow it. I have dreams now (I used to never ever remember my dreams) that seem to tell me things, give me messages. I woke up in the middle of the night yesterday, scribbled something down and went back to sleep. This is what I had written:

Everything that we express and create is from the direct divinity of God. This universe was created for us to experience ourselves through God’s heart. It’s all just waves in a bigger ocean… every emotion, every life, every moment, every experience. Love may be the most beautiful, painful, deep, dark, amazing thing in this human life yet through this act is an exploration of getting closer to God. God, for me, is not one singular entity, one person; it is me, you, trying to find ourselves and discovering who we are whether that be through our dreams, goals, our lovers, families, children, our pains and joys. We all have our own way and our own time.

I also had another dream (dreams seem like secret out of body experiences, don’t they?)  a couple nights ago that I was the infinite light and I held a little blue marble called Earth in my palm and placed a piece of me into this body I am now. I whispered to the body to have fun, to love, to live my life however makes you happy, to worry less, to take your time and I’ll always be here.

(If I would have told myself these stories five years ago, I would have laughed in my own face.

But really, who knows…? I don’t know. It’s just what I feel.)

“allow me to strip the definitions from your Soul, and admire your sublimely naked Spirit.”

Now my life is sweet like cinnamon, like a fucking dream I’m living in… -Lana Del Rey “Radio”

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“After I die . . . I wouldn’t want people to say of me only ‘She was a great teacher’ or ‘I loved her writing.’ I would like at least one person to come closer, to add, ‘She was also lonely, she suffered a lot. She was mixed up. She made some big mistakes.’ Then tell those mistakes and sum up: ‘But she was important to me.’ Then I would feel really honored, as though someone had seen and known me” (Goldberg, The Great Failure, p. 190-191).

[Santorini]

I have never seen a place more beautiful than here. I can’t believe people get to live here. Perhaps one day…

I’m in Greece alone, with no plans to meet with anyone and I have been writing away (finally got my inspiration back!). Maybe it’s the beautiful scenery and sun here putting me in a more-than-positive mood but I have a feeling I may finish my first draft here. I feel very close to it.

Something about this place feels so familiar…

(I finished a book today called Eleven Minutes by Paulo Coehlo. It is quite possibly the most inspiring, beautiful, life-changing book I have ever read. The moment I turned the last page, my life felt different. It is a must-read. It is all about love and sex and all those beautiful things.)

In York, shopping for chocolates

In Cambridge

One of the smartest, funniest little books I’ve ever read so far

(England was amazing.)

I’m kind of in love with Lana Del Rey’s album. Yes, it took me this long to actually give it a listen. Her voice makes me want to jump off a cliff, twirl around with a million butterflies, have sex in the rain, curl up inside a fire, so many different things…

Just landed in London and it is cold and grey, of course. Perfect for napping all day to her music..

Spent the past week in Sedona, Arizona. Beautiful, relaxing place…

Spontaneously did a past life regression with Michael Brown. I had no idea what to expect (and purposely didn’t read too much about it so my mind would be more open and not influenced by others’ experiences). I was put into a hypnosis state (takes about 20 minutes) and slowly brought to my own images, etc. It is very, very relaxing, safe and complete awareness is present the entire time. Never once do you feel “out of it” or controlled.  I was asked questions and I answered and explained what I saw.

I met one of my past lives as a male. I was a young boy in colonial times and I experienced myself through his eyes as a teen, a young adult, older age, and finally to death. It was amazing and so peaceful. I cried many tears! I also met my subconscious, my spirit, who spoke to me and told me remarkable words that I will always remember. It really is unexplainable. I feel a total calmness and, cliche as it sounds, an amazing feeling that things just make “sense” and my beliefs were reaffirmed.

It’s something one must experience!

If you’re curious about past lives, Brian Weiss’ book Many Lives, Many Masters is a great read!

i like dancing in empty rooms by myself.