Part 2: THE INITIATION OF DIVINE UNION WITH THE GODDESS ISIS

An excerpt from the soon to be released multi-author book 'Secrets of the Goddess' being published in 2024. Certain names have been changed

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(image: Sergey of Exquisite Photography taken at The Erotic Renaissance)

A EUROPEAN TOUR OF FORGETTING & REMEMBRANCE

Before we had even met, I had planned a trip to Europe for some retreats I was part of and also leading. And during our time in love together, he’d spoken of joining me in Italy for a lover’s getaway and to help me in my intimacy retreat. Another dream with him now dead.

But I was not to apparently forgot him so easily on my “Eat, Pray, Love” tour to now also heal my heartbreak, because his (real) name was everywhere.

When you’re trying to forget the man who broke your heart right before your European adventure, it doesn’t help when his very name happens to be the name of the major capitols here.

A cruel joke from the Universe. Seeing his name on the flight boards in the airports. Every day his name coming into my casual conversations with locals here.

“Have you tried exploring_______ yet?”

“Oh, I’m originally from _______. Have you been there yet?”

“You should go to ________.”

It was a daily test to try and move on from him, a test I was fast failing.

Each and every time his name came up, waves of his essence washed upon the shores of my being, lapping at the sands of my still present and aching love for him.

Remembering the crook of his arm underneath my head, the smell of his scent, and the deep beautiful timbre of his spontaneous laughter.

These feelings carelessly showed up in my mind and heart without warning, avoiding my carefully perched ‘do not disturb’ signs. They’d haul ass and simply climb over the fence of protection so that even my time of healing was disturbed by thoughts of him.

And because the feelings weren’t punctuated with the sourness of fights, anger or malice from toxicity, it didn’t help me to even entertain a possibility that he could return into my life.

I instead had to face the possible reality that I would never ever hear from him again. I needed to envision that he had already moved on with someone else (or even the scary possibility that he had met someone while we were still together).

The fire in my spirit screamed,