I always meet my TwinFlame at this specific garden in meditation. I stand on top of a cliff initally overlooking a forest when I enter this 5d space. My flying horse, Rainbow, usually joins me on this cliff. Shes very vivd to me in in the 5d. Pure white with black hooves. I can feel the heat off her body, and her breath, see her muscles tremble. See her nostrils flare in and out. Hear her snort and huff as horses do. I gaze into her big beautiful brown eyes and can invision how soft her long lashes are. She’s a magnificent, amazing creature. Her long white mane and tail have ribbons of light, pastel colors laced in them. She has wings of an ArchAngel, long ivory feathers. She nuzzles me when its time to fly down to the forests edge.

Somtimes we fly straight down. Sometimes we soar around for awhile. This morning, we soared. Up and over the forest. I spread my arms out, felt the breeze and breathed deep. In the 3d, my physical self, at that moment, my energy body lights up, and I get goosebumps all over my skin. I start to energetically vibrate in my physical, while in the 5d, my arms outreached on my winged horse, soaring above the enchanted forest that leads to my beloved Garden. There’s a castle made of pure crystal on a slight hill just past the garden. Steps lead to the castle seemingly made of glass. 7 steps. 7 Chakas I personally focus on, in my life. Makes sense.

We eventually fly down to the forests edge. I dismount and stroke her beautiful powerful neck. Run my hand down her nose and face. Press my forehead to hers and I step back and she flys away. I turn towards the forest and the path that leads through it. It’s hard to describe how it does change, this path, but is, always the same. The crystals and stones change that line it, the ground itself. Sometimes it’s sand. Sometimes soft fine dirt. I’m always barefoot and can feel the earth as it is. The forest changes, the types of trees and flowers. The animals, the sounds the smells. Sometimes fairies come. Sometimes not. However my tiger usually comes, Raja. He’s a majestic gorgeous beast with bright yellow eyes and soft thick fur. Latley, just in the past month or so, a white lioness has joined him. She has bright blue eyes and and her fur is so white it looks to shimmer. Thick, plush and beautiful. They seem to love each other very much. Her name is Tala. A lot of the time she will appear, along with a large butterfly, that flys and lands on her nose and she crosses her big, blue eyes at it. Raja and Tala nuzzle eachother and purr loudly to me in meditation. They will rub on me, come lay next to me or sit by me, in all sorts of scenes, when I go to the 5d.

I make my way down the path, through the forest, and towards the river that lies at the end of the trail. There’s a stone bridge crossing over the river and Merlin, my master guide, is always there waiting for me. If my Twin is going to show up, there’s always a small boat with an ivory, frayed, sail and worn wooden oars. The boat was there, this morning, parked just below the bridge. I cross and greet Merlin. His eyes are bright blue and they are smiling and twinkling. Almost like, they are made of light, themselves. Somtimes he is in long white robes, sometimes, deep midnight blue. Always a long pointed hat, that matches, and it cascades down his back to a pointed end. He has long, white hair and a beard of bright white that engulfs his face and falls all the way to his waist. We usually embrace, he grasps my hands and peers into my eyes. I turn towards the garden, and my Twin walks out of it.

Now, at that moment, I did something I had never done, when I’ve seen him in the 5d and my garden. Our garden. The garden. This place is very specific to us. I run towards him….. I run towards him, jump into his arms and wrap my legs around his waist, my arms around his neck and he holds me there. We touch foreheads and breath deep. I can feel his heartbeat through his body onto my chest and into my heart chakra. After a few breaths he slowly lowers me and we gently kiss and gaze into eachothers eyes. We just stare at eachother, which seemed like forever, and I can hear his heartbeat in my ears, in the physical 3d, in meditation. I eventually turn away to look back at Merlin and my Twin’s mother, now deceased and of spirit, is standing there with him.

My heart starts to race and ache in the 3d. In the meditation I look at my Twin and he looks at his mother, and looks back at me, with determined look on his face. I instantley feel a very different vibe from him than what has been the usual, when himself and his mother have met in the 5d through my meditational bridge. He’s not hesitant. He’s not shying away from it. He has a set, content look on his face. An openness thats…..new. An acceptance. He grasps my hand, squeezes it and releases. And steps towards her.

“Mom?” He says. Tears slowly roll down his face, and he hugs her. They have a moment, and I look over at Merlin, who is just staring at me with a stupid smug smile under all that white beard. I shoot him a grin and look back towards my Twin and his mother. They release their embrace and his mother grabs his hands. “Charlie (what she called him when she was alive, not his real name) Im sorry honey. Im sorry for anything and everything I may have done to hurt you. Im so sorry, honey.” My Twin says, “Thank you Mom. It’s ok. It’s ok. I love you.” They embrace again and seem to find some peace and closure in whatever was between them. My Twin then looks towards me, with a slight smile and curious, suspcious gaze. He approachs me, puts his hands on my shoulders, presses his forehead to mine and takes some deep breaths. Hes smiling.

The river feeds into the ocean where there is a massive ship in the distance and it starts to ring its bell, seemingly to signal its time for my Twin to sail back to the mothership. His mother has gone at this point and I tell him, its time to go back. He raises his head off my forehead and stares at me. ” I dont want too” he says. ” I want to stay here. Where did she go?” Meaning his mother. I turn to Merlin and say, “He doesnt want to go.” Merlin says. “He doesnt have too. The ship will always be there, waiting. It’s never left.” I turn to my Twin and shrug my shoulders. His eyes are dancing with excitment. But I can tell, he doesn’t know where to go or what to do. So I grab his hand and we run like little kids up the crystal steps towards the castle. He says ” Kelsey, where are we going?” I said, obviously, ” To the castle!” and we burst through the doors.

Now, I’ve visited this garden many times in meditation since Ive started practicing but only been called to enter the crystal castle I believe, twice. There is a giant glass throne upon walking in. The first time, ArchAngel Michael was sitting on it. The second time, it was empty. This time, Michael was there, again. My Twin stops in his tracks and stands there, mouth sightly gaped open, eyes wide. Michael would be quite intimidating to anyone, meeting him for the first time. He stands towering, eyes shining of blue fire and a long, fiery blue sword. Large magnificent wings that seem to vibrate with energy that shimmer and quiver slightly. He dethrones and walks towards us. “Hello Kelsey.” He says.”Michael.”I say, and nod. He turns towards my Twin and smiles. ” Hello (my twins name). Nice to meet you.” My Twin can’t form any words and fumbles a meek hello. Michael then turns back to me, and gestures to his left. A hallway. One I’ve walked down before, if you remeber in one of my previous posts. It was the meditation I went into, when I saw my Twins mothers die. And she did die, that day. So I know this hallway. I take my Twins hand and lead him in that direction. He keeps looking back at Michael but we make our way down the hallway to the door. We open the door and enter Maura’s room.

Maura is my very first guide that appeared to me. She is just of energy form, white light and flowy. A beautiful feminine voice, and when she wants to reach me, I’m always brought to this specific space or room of hers, in meditation.She’s there, but doesn’t say anything. In her room, there is always this elegant white victorian couch with black clawed feet. It’s always stuck out to me because it’s the only peice of furniture in this large vast white room. And I’ve never sat on it. Never was told to or guided to. Nobody has ever been siting on it, waiting for me. It’s always just been in the room. I look towards the couch and my Twins mother is sitting there, waiting for us. My Twin walks over, sits, and joins her. I stand back. They face eachother and hold hands. My twin says to her, in a questioning way, “Mom…” and she says, “I know. I know. But its ok.” She says. He says, “whats ok?” She responds, “Trust it.” and she looks at me, and nods in my direction. “She is, what love is, Charlie. It’s unconditional. It is pure. It’s forever. It is, meant to be.” My Twin sighs loudly, and looks in my direction, quizically. Looks back at his mother and she strokes his cheek. “Its ok, honey.” She says, and smiles. That’s the last I hear, and I slowly come out of meditation.

Love and Light, Kelsey