Last words

Update on PILGRIMAGE OF LOVE, Ascension path of liberation.

June 2017 Serena Devi surrendered fully to Divine will, packed a suitcase and left the last piece of security and comfort with €300 into unknown waters of present, into path of Ascension.
She shared her journey, learning, vulnerability openly here and other social media.
The pilgrimage was beyond all her knowing, intense, painful and deadly for her persona. Over 2.5 years, she walked the truth, as it raised in womb of present, with not much of earth garments, possessions, relations, she took one step at the time.
The time has come, to be unveiled and yet never carry a name, a meaning, a definition.
Just emptiness, silent witness, to retreat into God, to be no one, to be nothing.
Each soul comes to physical with one eternal program,
To Experience Divinity. 🙏
Today, awakening is no longer an experience, it carries far greater divine seed and intention,
It is a new desire within Mother of Creation. To offer all her beloved children, all seeds, aspects across universes, to Consciously Be the Majestic Presence.
That is the FLOWER of the fragrance we all know her, LOVE.
Ascension program was created to assist humanity to return to their Original seed, to be the Flower.
On earth time and space, this program will continue running, a constant upgrade of perception until the choiceess observer is born, then manifestation is an effortless breathing of One.
And no longer the presence is bond to Earth time and space.
Some choose to call this dimensions, Heaven, soul liberation, it is the end and beginning, where a dancer and dance became One.

For Serena, this month is a closure of a huge transformation, transition and completion of her human and star seed tasks, learnings and growth.
It is a retirement of a constant travel, sleepless nights at airports, benches, strangers floor and hostels, end of b&bs, and check in and check out of different spaces, countries and relations.

Her body is in Istanbul and seems will stay on, her space is a new flat, with new furniture’s, it is in a middle city of 15 million population, where they are almost no lightworkers, no meditation centres, no crystal shop, not even a language known to her mind.
And She knows this is the threshold of One, Unified Universes, Unified Self.
She knows, it is time of Purposeful creation. Some choose to focus mainly on manifestation, but there is not joy in manifestation! All architects and artists know that, the joy is working through timelines, scratch book of Divine, to reprogram, and master the time.
To be Windsurfer of Galaxies.
The game begins with Gaia in now, but its design is eternal with infinite possibilites, restructuring formless over and over in Mind of One, and that is how the world will disappear.
Too much into Manifestation, keeps the world real, the only reality is the Majestic Presence.

And for that, she says farewell to her beloved fb family and other places that her human left a track.
She walks on clouds, she speaks the language of doves, she writes poetry and paints codes in colour of rainbows, she has nothing more to say, there is no other.

Thank you for showing her, who she is.
The pilgrimage ended in her heart.
It begins in words, it ends in silence.
Love & Blessings to all

💙🙏💎

The servant of union

~The Servant of union

God’s love is wild, passionate and endless.

The mountains, forests, angels and beasts, the sound of raindrops on open fields,

the body of earth and soul of enternal,

all are her majestic blow of love into empty space of now.

Ascenders to God we are.

An awaken heart to his love surfs infinity, whirls hand in hand with creation.

When Him is within reach, heart aches in ecstatic joy and longing,
the sound of creation,
hoving of hummingbird and cry of the wind
all echoes a one desire,
The Union.

I wept so loudly, so long
For clouds to stop,
For harvest to come.
Ocean melted in my tears
and from the ashes of my human,
Phoenix raised.
Then came the silence,
Fragrance of his love.

He turned my body into his,
my heart,
Into the home of galaxies,
My lips,
Into wine of his kisses.

I am ripen in his love.

O soul, I became no-thing
went inside of the dark hole,
Into emptiness
and became the precious gem.

A golden child of heaven
From union of sky and earth,
Blood of God runs through
Her veins.

I am a servant of this union,
Now and Forever.

Seraphim joy
9.9.19

Sound of my heart

Do you hear the sound of gratitude in me?
the pounding of my heart,
the flow of inner waterfall of grace
on skin of my soul?
Do you see your smile on my lips?
I become younger, borderless and timeless
the deeper your roots scream your love
inside my darkness,
o, light,
I walk naked and forgot my shoes,
winds touch my bare skin and sun playfully
runs his fingers through my hair,
the end of our journeys
begin in the world
that my voice disappears
in your Garden of roses.

The wheel turns,
the new day; I wake to
is full of fire, water and spring leafs.

The wheel turns,
the new day; I wake to
is full of fire, water and spring leafs.

could I live with naked heart
and still be decent,
could all my doings end peacefully
on the planet of fulfillment
before I get too young
forget the darkness and shadows
that I left behind,
just to be with you,
after thousand years longing, yearning to come home,
now, my ink writes transparent
on pages of love poetry.

do you hear the sound of gratitude in me?
do you see your smile on my lips?
now, I see you flying above the rose garden
with my wings,
and my heart melts in love
without a shadow.
My light shakes in front of your sun,
this dust, perhaps nothing
but she sees the world of
mystics and kings;
where wholeness is the true home.

I wake up into an ocean of love
as the wandering scream of my feelings
goes up the golden staircase of your clouds
to bind the soundless rain of deep desires
with green forests of passion
in one ordinary place,
my grateful heart.

© Serena Devi

Joy

In time we move into timeless. So much joy is available and the best way to experience this, is to let go, free ourselves from any grasping, planning.

Just really get naked, feel the depth of our longing for living passionately, unleash our sensual and sexual energy and offer ourselves the space which we can just feel them. Expression is always secondary, what we are is raw, wild, constant force of creation, aroused and open, moist ground of Gaia invites us to step into power of mystery and beauty.

To remove all layers of self preservation, protection and shield and ease into this new space of Light. Let waves of joy reaches to our most intimate parts, hear the moan of life in lovemaking of air and fire, water and Earth. Thoughts are heavy and unreal, walk under shower of rain, put your fingers in colors of ecstasy on canvas of poetry, dance and nature.

Let it happen, the surrendering to waves of wanting, the hunger of eras to be kissed by the source of all.

This is what you want, making love, silently, constantly, be kissed by Sun. Be loved by every atom and cell in universe.

This is the return of Adam and Eve, this is the greatest unwritten story of human journey in cervix of birth.

Falling in love with no reason, need or attachment. Playfully feel, be and rise with all you have ever been, truth and nothing but the truth into glory of unknown, honey drops in forever open mouth of receptivity of your own heart.

Touch the skin of joy, wrap around the morning breeze, eat the forbidden fruit and kiss the lips of the serpent.

There is no sin, no barrier, no limitation, only joy, only joy of being One.

Stars are seeding in your hearts, feel the spasm of orgasm on walls of your womb and hara, feel your wilderness, the magic of life.

Be force of nature, silently humming, passionately moving, gently arriving, sacredly loving.

Be joy…
Serena Devi

Artwork :Debra Benier

Heaven’s Embrace

There is a man,
In my heart
Who I am so tempted
to call him,
my beloved yar*.

His voice hovers my soul
Between highs and lows.

For him,
I wear a white skirt
Full of cherry blossoms,
I color my nail
With rose petals.
For him,
I change the wind direction,
I tell the wild grass
T o grow love,
I ask stars,
To shine all day long.
For him,
I go to abyss of my soul
To find the purest vision
Of the wholeness of love.

Ah, for him,
I cut my arms,
Plant them under the moonlight,
close to silver stars,
inside his dark deep nature,
To bring him inside my heart,
Heaven’s embrace
Without a veil or wall.

We met
One summer afternoon,
on the roof top of the world,
Before dawn
Where sky breaths and merges
In the colors of rainbow.
Where the trembling voice of wind
Blow kisses
All over the face of us,
Before all breaks into
Miracle of a poetry,
burst in love.

There is a shadow in him
Trembles my heart,
With burning desire,
To get undress,
in his heavely embrace
dissolve in his
passionate flames.

I want the wind
To remember us
Driving into the sunset,
Counting the happy pelicans,
Before we disappear
In the heart of dark,
Burst in love
and never return
except as One..
Whirling, whirling
Inside the roars of ocean,
around the rocks,
making love on golden sands.
No one notice
How soundless
The flickers
Turns into
The flames,
How his lips seal
my heart,
dedicated to the sun.

Did he come out of my dream,
Or was it the moonlight poetry
That brought him to life.

There is a man in my heart,
If I am to grow love,
It is him,
I am falling for
the burning desire

to open the door,
between now and tomorrow,
and enfold in his kisses
While twisted road
takes me closer
to his loving arms.

I want to be with him,
To sing like a hummingbird,
In his evergreen garden.
I want us to be a laugher
Floating in ocean of love,
Gaze into each other’s soul,
Touch, each other’s lips.

I want to sink my ship,
In his boundless blue eyes
And before dawn
Today or tomorrow,
I want to end up
Above his hill,
No fading away,
In real or
A dream.

There is a man in my life
No eyes could held
My gaze like him.
So much love,
In a short time
Rooted in me,
In his one touch of lips,
I bloom in many red tulips.
Where else could I go,
Where his roots is so close,
So tight
Where his heart is
My only belonging.

So much love,
The warm water of his fountain,
Runs through the four chambers of my heart,
Wash my soul, nourish my white skin,
Shines like lightening
in my dark night.
I am sustained in his love,
I am so close to call him,
My beloved yar*.

© Serena Devi, october 2011

**Yar in persian means; close friend, sweetheart, beloved.