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A Letter To The Beyond

A Soul’s Cry to the Unseen

By Nash GeorgesPublished 9 months ago 2 min read
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Dear Higher Self

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I know you can hear me. You stand beyond the veil of time, understanding the mysteries I struggle to grasp. I suffer in my unknowing, fumbling through a world that feels too vast, too intricate for my mortal mind. You hold the blueprint of my existence; every lesson, every detour, every thread in this grand design. I plead with you, be merciful. Illuminate the path before me. Perhaps the signs are already there, woven into my days, but I am too blind, too burdened, to recognize them. I trust you are on my side, yet being human is a weight I cannot always bear.

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Dear Ancestors

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I feel your presence in my blood, in my bones, in the quiet moments between heartbeats. I know your love stretches across generations, unwavering and fierce. You, who have walked before me, who have conquered, endured, and risen; consider me now. Your little girl, your sister, your friend, your niece. Guide me as you once guided yourselves. If I have forgotten my strength, remind me. If I have lost my way, send me a light to follow.

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Dear Guardian Angels

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You have been my silent protectors, my unseen hands pulling me back from the edges of ruin. So much could have gone wrong, yet I am still here. I am grateful. Deeply, endlessly grateful. But I am not yet whole. Do not leave my side. I still need you. I need you to steady me when I stumble, to whisper when the noise of the world drowns out the truth.

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Dear Spiritual Guides

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Hold counsel once more. Gather in the unseen and deliberate on my behalf. You know the weight of this existence, the burdens I carry. If there is power within me, unlock it. If I am capable of more, reveal it. Help me bridge the gap between who I am and who I am meant to be.

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Dear Universe

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You are the breath in all things, the pulse of creation itself. Without you, we are dust, wandering without purpose. I seek your wisdom, your presence, your unwavering love.

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I am adrift in this existence; helpless, limited, and afraid. I am a soul in transit, caught between the past and the infinite possibilities of what is to come. All I ask is to be led toward my highest self. To know peace. To touch bliss, here.

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Please, if you are listening, show me the way.

Life

About the Creator

Nash Georges

An old soul who embraces the power of words and needs an outlet to have a voice. I am delighted to be part of this platform and hope I create a positive impact on those who dare enter my mind. Thank you for reading.

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