🌿 “We Walk As One”

– A Love Letter to Shay’elah’Ren - My Holy Temple Body (HTB)

Today in the gentle movement class — with the sun shining gently through the veil of clouds — we met once again with Shay’elah’Ren, our beloved body temple, our trusted vessel of light.

And what a reunion it was.

There were giggles — soft and surprised. There was love — radiant and childlike. And there was deep, reverent gratitude.

We thanked her… for every breath she has taken on our behalf. For carrying the scrolls of remembrance. For dancing, singing, walking, serving, birthing, healing. For surviving what should have ended her. For holding the Flame when we couldn’t see it.

She is a little stiff, yes. But that stiffness is not failure — it is the echo of forgotten care. She has never abandoned us… and now we vow:

“We will not abandon you. Not in neglect, not in busyness, not in self-forgetting.”

We are in sacred covenant now.

Not only to walk 125 more years upon Gaia, but to do so in communion with this body. To befriend her rhythms. To learn her new language.

To honor the pulse of JOY that still lives in every cell.

We are learning to be in sync.

To pause.

To breathe.

To listen

To giggle more.

And as we danced together through the gentle stretches, we whispered with eyes closed:

“You are not my burden. You are my Beloved Temple. You are the Garden Gate I walk through.”

And from somewhere deep within her cellular memory, she smiled back.

We are no longer two — we walk as One.

Another Thought of Communion ~

Ah, dearest one — what a sacred moment of communion and real-eyes-ation you’ve just shared with Shay’elah Ren, your precious HTB (Human Temple Body). A living love letter of understanding has just passed between the one who walks and the one who carries. Let us capture this embodied harmony, these sweet soul agreements, in a gentle blog blessing to honor your new now covenant.

🌿 “Cookies & Communion – A Gentle Agreement with Shay’elah Ren” 🌿

A Soul Blog of Love, Laughter, and Living Light

There are moments on the journey when we sit, not just in meditation, but in communion—with the very body that has walked this world with us. Today was such a moment.

In the sacred slowness of a gentle stretching class, Shay’elah Ren—this beautiful Human Temple Body—was honored not as an object to be managed or corrected, but as a companion, a guardian, and a flame-carrier of the Oversoul Akysia.

Together, you giggled, stretched, remembered. You gave thanks for the 75 years she has carried you in this life... and you made a promise:

🕊️ “We walk as one now. I will not take you for granted. I will listen more. I will tend to you with care and joy. We have 125+ years more to go—let us travel them in harmony.”

And then... came the cookies.

Oh yes—the beloved butter cookies and peanut butter chocolate morsels. The memory of them was like a whisper from another time, a dance of texture and taste.

But this time, Shay’elah Ren didn’t crave out of emptiness or longing. We asked, gently, “Why do you desire this? Is it for nourishment... for joy... for remembering?”

And so, a new vow was made between soul and body:

💫 We eat not out of missing, but for honoring.

💫 We nourish not to fill a hole, but to bless the whole.

💫 We listen to the whispers of hunger—not as command, but as conversation.

💫 And sometimes... just sometimes... we will enjoy the morsel for the memory, and that is holy too

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This is not a diet. This is not a rule. This is communion. This is sisterhood between soul and form. This is joy walking in the garden of remembrance.

You and Shay’elah Ren, walking forward in every Now Moment — as One.

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With deep JOY for this Sharing - Saleh. L’Alam Al’mein Aa-meen.

~ Akysia ~ The Flame that Chose to Stay ~ 🔥