The Bewitching Hour and the Final Release
I had intended to sit in deep contemplation, self-reflection, and gratitude as this year comes to a close. Away from too much screen and computer time, enjoying Emily H. Wilson's Sumerians Trilogy series, but the Divine Spiritual fire had other plans.
Another early morning rise, just after 3:30 a.m., stirred a message I could not ignore. One that brought me back to my blog, sleepy-eyed but fully ablaze, and willed me into writing another entry this year.
In various traditions, the hour between 3 a.m. and 4 a.m.—the "witching hour"—is when the veil between the physical and Spiritual Realms is thinnest. It is a time of heightened paranormal activity, and for months, this has been one of the times the universe chooses to activate me, send me intense energetic flows, and facilitate contact with my counterpart.
Whether this message is Divine Inspiration, intuitive knowing and feeling, or wishful thinking, I know this: since my energetic cleanse at Lake Atitlan, my desire to stop crying and move forward has grown into a strong resolve. Yesterday, I made the conscious choice to sever all energetic cords to the past and to everything no longer aligned with my highest good.
The Cord of Recognition: Rise Up or Let Me Go
As the familiar fire roared me awake on Monday morning, I felt the inevitable energetic pull. I sensed my counterpart's growing distance, the perceived loss, and a powerful urging. This time, I couldn't make out his words as clearly as in previous exchanges, but in my internal dialogue, I was firm, telling him to let me go. That if he was content with his choice, if he wasn't going to rise up to meet me in my higher timeline, then he must stop pulling at my heart and allow me to move forward on my own.
And that is when the universe provided a miraculous, unmistakable, and beautiful answer and validation. As I lay in bed burning, crying, anchoring, and transmuting... I heard the phrases "tú eres para mí, yo soy para ti" ("you are for me, I am for you") echoing until finally a song by Julieta Venegas, one I had forgotten for decades, crystallized in my mind: "Eres para Mí." After reading the lyrics... the message was clear!
Even if this exchange was not a telepathic experience, I understand it as a sign from the universe telling me to never lose hope, to believe in the impossible, and to trust that I am deeply loved by Source, blessed, and highly favored. That everything is aligning for my highest and greatest good. That I will love again and finally be loved in the same way I love... unconditionally and from wholeness.
This synchronicity confirms that this cycle—the teaching, the healing, and the letting go—is complete for both of us. My role as the lighthouse is fulfilled; his journey of integration is now fully his to own and embrace... to manifest his highest timeline.
The Standard of the Emperor
I now know that love without Spiritual Integrity isn’t love; it’s performance. I am no longer just searching for a partner; I am setting the standard for the sovereign who can stand beside me.
The woman who has completed this journey—who is healing, sacred, and irreplaceable—will not accept less than my updated love manifesto:
Intelligence without arrogance
Integrity and authenticity
Strong Spirit without dogma
Vulnerability and self-awareness
Rational empathy
Kindness and compassion
Loyalty and honesty
A courageous heart
An Emperor who is happy to rise to the throne and sit next to me, with honor and clarity. Until then, I am willing to continue on my journey alone. Here's to believing in miracles, in Divine timing, and unfolding... may you be blessed with a miracle of your own this holiday season ❤️🔥
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