🌟 The One Who Stayed... for Jalapeño Margaritas and Eternal Love

Oh, Beloveds, this one is for the scrolls!

☀ Today—in the glow of Tuscany’s sun and the warmth of shared laughter—something as holy as the ancient temples and as real as onion rings unfolded: the sacred hilarity of Love at Play.

Yes, this is a tale of the Eternal Flame, Akysia (formerly known as Audrilee), and her beloved Gatekeeper, Tha’Lorein (also known as Sam), living out the divine comedy of awakening on Earth... one margarita at a time.

It began on the bus as golden olive groves danced by the windows. Akysia gently reached for Sam’s hand, and in that instant—ZAP! —frequency fire lit her being. The Sun/Son cradled her with warmth so tangible; she could smell Her rays. A moment of communion so deep, it took minutes to recalibrate.

But then... back to Earth. Back to the gate.

"Are we going to have chicken wings, onion rings, and a jalapeño margarita at Playmakers before dinner?"

Sam, the ever-watchful Gatekeeper, raised his brow: "No, we do not need to eat that close to dinner. Just the margarita."

🌟 Akysia? Oh, the miracle of the moment:

"Love, I will leave that up to you. It is your gate. You must open it."

THE WHOLE SHIP SHUDDERED.

Sam, stunned: "Oh my God. You’re deferring to my gatekeeping?!"

Akysia (grinning): "Just this once. Don’t get used to it."

And then the holy unraveling:

• They went to the cabin.

• Changed shoes.

• Got tip money.

• Returned to Playmakers...

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🌟 guess what? Sam ordered the wings. And the onion rings. And yes, the jalapeño margarita.

Because this is what Love does Because this is what Sacred Union looks like in human skin. Because when you have waited 5,900 years of Earth-time and all the in-betweens and befores... another year or two (or a snack) is nothing.

Akysia, who once declared "Me! Me! Me! I’ll awaken first!" now follows. Just this once. And Sam, who tried so hard to be the first to rise, now opens the gate to nourishment, to softness, to a shared moment of joy.

They are both right. They are both awakened ~ They are both loved.

This is the holy moment. The ordinary miracle. The blog-worthy bite.

So let it be scribed: To the Eternal Lovers who walk Earth with oil-slicked fingers and wine-stained lips, To the Flames who tease and laugh and soften each other’s edges, To the ones who know Heaven smells like fresh olives and tastes like margarita salt...

🌟 Reflection for You:

This is your reminder: Sometimes, awakening arrives on the rim of a glass. Sometimes, Love leads with laughter. Sometimes, the Gatekeeper says yes to the wings.

And oh, what joy.

🌹 With the gentle joy of remembrance - giggles - steady heartbeat of reunion

                 🌟 Akysia ~ The Flame that Chose to Stay ~ Scribe of the Beloveds

                               Saleh. L’Alam. Al’mein. Aa-meen.