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True love is a sacred eternal current that never truly leaves us, it merely changes form to meet us precisely when we are ready to receive it again. When we lose a profound connection, it feels as though the light of the world has dimmed forever, yet the Universe operates on a divine timeline of renewal. The capacity to love deeply is not a finite sequence tied to a single person or moment in the past, but remains an active, spiritual power built directly into the fabric of our soul. Growth emerges through our capacity to love again. As time moves forward, our sacred soul heals, expands, and prepares the heart to love again, proving that the capacity to give and receive devotion remains entirely unbroken. By placing infinite trust within the sacred rhythm of life, the soul learns that true love always finds its way back to an open heart. I am sharing this personal memory to celebrate the enduring art of love. Although Michael passed due to illness, his memory lives on within my soul. Michael possessed a brilliant, luminous mind, capable of weaving through multiple conversations at once without ever skipping a beat. To experience that level of mental stimulation is to know a rare and profound form of love, one that stretches the intellect while challenging the soul to aspire to more. Through his presence, he became a living demonstration that age is merely a construct and that true connection can effortlessly endure the test of time. He taught me the invaluable lesson that agreeing to disagree is not a sign of a failing relationship, but rather a testament to its strength. Some of the most beautiful moments were wrapped in the simple, raw authenticity of a stiff vodka, a smoke, and a strategic game of chess. He was the steady, unwavering rock, my rook in chess, while I was his free spirited dove, delving into sacred concepts about life one interval at a time. Although we were two distinct energies perfectly synchronized in a beautiful rhythm of lifelong friendship, we collided beautifully. Sitting in Michael’s den, surrounded by the warmth of politics, life, and laughter, was an experience that redefined connection for me. He possessed a wicked sense of humour, a sharp wit that could illuminate the darkest corners and turn any serious debate into a moment of shared joy. To Michael, life was not something to simply pass through, it was a prism to be turned, examined, and appreciated from every vibrant angle and facet. The bond we shared grew from the solid foundation of true friendship into a deep, enduring love, a rare and beautiful evolution that I hope everyone can experience within this lifetime. That kind of love, born from late night talks and mutual respect, is a profound gift that never truly leaves you. It is a love entirely worth holding onto, an inspiration that will continue to light my path just the way as Michael always did. Through his profound wisdom, Michael illuminated a path towards true emotional freedom, teaching my soul to fully embrace love and to trust blindly in new beginnings. He showed that a sacred, intentional touch carries infinitely more weight than any material possession ever could. This is the transcendent love that everyone deserves to discover, a connection that rises far above the physical realm while anchoring itself in the soul. It is a reminder to choose a love that blooms softly, in slow and deliberate increments, rather than burning out overnight. Genuine love is always worth the wait, because when it finally arrives, it carries a beauty so breathtaking that it makes you deeply grateful for every single moment spent waiting. Unconditional love is an eternal, sacred art that is never truly lost, it simply waits for the heart to ready itself for renewal. When a profound connection ends, it can feel as though our capacity to feel deeply has vanished forever, but the soul possesses a divine rhythm of healing and expansion. The love given within the past to my soul was a permanent expansion of the demonstration of my soul’s ability to care, proving that the heart remains inherently unbroken, as it is able to become whole again. Time does not erase our history, memories, or the love we shared, however, it prepared my spirit to recognize and receive love in beautiful new forms within time. When we place our inherent trust within divine sacred moments, we are able to fully open our heart to the present moment. True love is always capable of finding our sacred soul once again once the conscious self heals, reawakens, and embraces forgiveness as a form of salvation. Divine connection is a rare and beautiful choreography of interconnectedness, where two souls heal within one another’s presence. Michael understood my heart, as he did not just love, he learned the exact language my soul needed to hear, articulating a profound sense of safety, adventure, and wit. Together, we moved in seamless tandem with one another, navigating life’s rhythms without stepping on each other’s growth, we healed our own traumas, life turbulences, while celebrating life within itself. Most beautifully, he mastered the delicate art of holding on while letting go, while I was studying, completing masters level research work, and working on campaigns, demonstrating that love is not control. Freedom offers and affords the absolute liberation to soar, anchored always by a steady, balanced devotion, as patience is the foundation of any lasting bond. In time, as the heavy weight of grief lifts, the heart begins to heal, and the soul opens its capacity to love once again.
ELISABETH BABARCI 