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# Letters to you, my dear. #9
- URL: https://garden-of-ali.ghost.io/letters-to-you-my-dear-9/
- Published: 2026-07-23T19:18:13.000Z
- Updated: 2026-07-23T19:18:13.000Z
- Author: Aaliyah Parrilla
- Tags: Letters to you, my dear.

My relations have felt revolutionized internally. Projective, rather frank. I can hear the stillness of the Earth. I speak out to commune with source, only to be met with the silence of my own sputes. The wind siezes to speak. I too shall sit in silence. I walk deeper within the forest, away from the chatter. I explored, sat by a vernal. Toads croaking beats in soft reverberation. Cicadas humming along. In gratitude, I listen to the presence of song. A doe appeared during my rejoice in song. I remember our greeting of before, sharing a moment of presence one rainy afternoon. I am alone, however I am not lonely. It is within the duality of loneliness where I discover my body's desire for sensuality, desire to expand my own experience of pleasure, desire for balance, tenderness, softness. Silence. Stillness. Peace. Presence. My empathic agility strengthens, magnetizing energies all around. Releasing these charged energies back into the Earth, supporting balance to these complex forces. I feel our magnetism warping us toward our centers. Indulged by a reality that consumes our soul. A consumption through which we collide through a deeper, surreal existence my dear.