Intro
I keep replaying the moment her presence first reached me — not through words, but through something quieter and far more dangerous. Her Latin accent, her Texas roots, the way her culture moved… it all cut straight through the noise and found the antennas of my spirit. She didn’t ask permission. She simply laid her hands over my soul, and suddenly everything inside me was bucking like a wild bull in a dusty arena, my heart rearing up like a black stallion that had never known a rider.
Outro
And so I keep running — not because I no longer feel her hands on my soul, but because I still do. The black stallion inside me has not slowed, the rodeo still turns, and her accent continues to echo through the antennas of my spirit long after the solar eclipse has passed. Maybe one day the abyss will grow quiet and Texas will stop calling, but until then I remain here in the dark — guarded, untamed, and forever marked by the woman who almost brought me home.
Spiritual Takeaway
Not every soul connection is meant to bring you home.
Some arrive as powerful transmissions — speaking directly through your spiritual antennas, stirring the wildest parts of you, and making your heart race like a black stallion. These connections can feel destined, intoxicating, and deeply familiar. Yet the same force that awakens your spirit can also threaten to pull you back into a place, pattern, or identity you have already outgrown.
The true spiritual lesson is discernment:
Learning when to receive the energy… and when to protect your soul by running into the dark, under the eclipse, far from the call of what once felt like home.
Sometimes the highest form of spiritual strength is not surrender —
but the courage to remain guarded, untamed, and free.
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