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The Moments That Matter

  • Geraldine Hardy
  • May 1
  • 3 min read



In my collection of moments shared on Instagram, each snapshot represents what I call "moments that matter." These aren't just memories; they're gentle reminders of the sweetness woven through our life's journey.


I vividly recall one such moment that profoundly impacted me. Over a year ago, I found myself feeling deeply broken, guarded, and utterly alone. Lost in a spiral of overwhelming thoughts, I suddenly felt a gentle energy and a reassuring touch on my arm. In that precise instant, everything shifted. The warmth and comfort offered by that subtle gesture made me feel safe, acknowledged, and profoundly seen.


In the months that followed, similar moments kept recurring—moments so powerful that they blurred the line between my own emotions and the energy of those around me. The person whose gentle touch changed my trajectory has lingered in my heart ever since. Afraid of illusions, I tried to dismiss these intense feelings, forcing myself to move on, until one day, courage overcame fear, and I shared the truth of our deep connection—a powerful, timeless bond stretching beyond this lifetime. Yet, even with such clarity, free will exists. Sometimes the choice is to acknowledge but gently let go.


Through this journey, I have truly learned what it means to love, even if that love never fully blossoms in the ways we traditionally imagine relationships. Yet, deep within me, I feel that somewhere, in another dimension or lifetime, this divine union flourishes happily. Perhaps not now, not here, but that’s perfectly okay. Knowing love in this pure, silent, and profound way is a gift in itself.


It’s the quiet love, the one that supports, uplifts, and heals without grand declarations or dramatic gestures. Just an authentic presence, a meaningful look, a heartfelt touch—energy shared freely, reminding me of a deeper home, beyond this worldly experience.


These are truly the moments that matter, enriching our souls and illuminating our paths.

To those who have found and are together with your divine counterpart, cherish it. Be gentle, compassionate, and pure. Love unconditionally and treasure every fleeting moment, as time swiftly passes. Yet, remember, countless lifetimes stretch before us, beyond our understanding.

If you’ve met your divine counterpart but remain apart—like myself—trust deeply in divine timing. Embrace healing the mirrored wounds and triggers. Understand that each challenge serves to prepare and guide you towards greater growth and wisdom. If it’s meant to be, it will be, effortlessly unfolding when the time is truly right.


To those still awaiting their counterpart, your journey is equally sacred.

Focus on cultivating harmony within yourself, balancing your divine masculine and feminine energies—your inner yin and yang. This inner union is powerful and fulfilling, even if external union has not yet appeared.


And finally, to the courageous women navigating this heartfelt journey, remember to let go with grace and strength when attachment becomes harmful or toxic.

Reclaim your peace, cherish your growth, and never lose sight of your inherent worth. Break free from patterns of codependency and waiting. Move forward for you, honoring yourself fully.


Be the healer who shines her light brightly, uplift others, and step into your purpose—there is a reason you were activated.


Yes, it’s not easy repeating these lifetimes, especially in a world that can feel cruel at times. Truthfully, I still struggle to understand humans, feeling like an alien, a starseed longing to return home, often wondering how to navigate this challenging reality.



Trust deeply. Your life is yours, beautifully designed to empower and inspire you. If something is destined, it will manifest naturally. Until then, continue loving, learning, and embracing your path with open arms and an open heart.

Trust the process, trust yourself, trust the divine.

 
 
 

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