Definitions by From Saint Agnes to Egypt
Reality of Love
My beloved,
Have you read On the Reality of Love by Sheikh Suhrawardi?
I have.
Honestly, I found it hard to understand.
I didn’t grasp much.
Yet, I know how Love brought Zuleikha to the slave market,
and why Sheikh, among all the historical women in love, chose Zuleikha as the bearer of love,
even though history often criticizes her.
With gratitude to God, Love, and you, my sacred man, I understand her now.
She rises, a radiant archetype of the devoted soul.
Have you read On the Reality of Love by Sheikh Suhrawardi?
I have.
Honestly, I found it hard to understand.
I didn’t grasp much.
Yet, I know how Love brought Zuleikha to the slave market,
and why Sheikh, among all the historical women in love, chose Zuleikha as the bearer of love,
even though history often criticizes her.
With gratitude to God, Love, and you, my sacred man, I understand her now.
She rises, a radiant archetype of the devoted soul.
Reality of Love by From Saint Agnes to Egypt January 31, 2026
The Eternal Dance
There are many kinds of women within me. To others, I show just one of them, but when it comes to you, they all become one. In one moment I see you as a passionate lover; in the next, I see you like a cute baby, and I long to care for you. Moments later, you are my dearest friend, and in an instant, like a saint praising her God, I worship you. It’s like a dance; you begin with me and guide me, showing which role I should play.
The Eternal Dance by From Saint Agnes to Egypt January 31, 2026
1029
I am born in 1029.
In every calendar.
With one calendar, I came into this world.
Probably searching for you.
With another calendar, I fell in love with you.
That day too,
in its own way,
I was born again.
The woman who entered your room in 1029,
though she left,
is worlds apart.
Why is loving you like this?
It never ends.
It never diminishes.
It never finds rest.
It only accelerates.
Racing.
Faster and faster.
And I understood.
I must not touch its flow.
Because no matter which way it turns,
it only grows stronger.
I have learned.
To love it in silence.
Only to love.
In every calendar.
With one calendar, I came into this world.
Probably searching for you.
With another calendar, I fell in love with you.
That day too,
in its own way,
I was born again.
The woman who entered your room in 1029,
though she left,
is worlds apart.
Why is loving you like this?
It never ends.
It never diminishes.
It never finds rest.
It only accelerates.
Racing.
Faster and faster.
And I understood.
I must not touch its flow.
Because no matter which way it turns,
it only grows stronger.
I have learned.
To love it in silence.
Only to love.
1029 is to love in silence.
1029 by From Saint Agnes to Egypt January 31, 2026
212
Love & Peace
In the psyche of every woman live many women.
Saint Agnes and Zolikha,
the most powerful archetypes,
are always in conflict,
yet within me they rest in peace and union,
all because
the love I carry for you.
In the psyche of every woman live many women.
Saint Agnes and Zolikha,
the most powerful archetypes,
are always in conflict,
yet within me they rest in peace and union,
all because
the love I carry for you.
212 by From Saint Agnes to Egypt January 31, 2026
1116
I could hear your voice speaking to me,
each word both divine and sensuous,
sending shivers through my body,
energies sometimes rising from the root chakra and sometimes flowing downward.
Your presence was so powerful
that your words dissolved into your energy,
beyond the capacity of my memory to hold.
In the darkness, I clearly saw a single stalk of lilac,
its lone cluster rising with an almost living presence,
soft pink and white, suspended in the space around me.
Every time you drew near,
I felt its fullness resonate deep within me,
a symbol of desire and vitality,
and Kundalini stirred softly and continuously.
I felt both possessed and released,
as you revealed yourself, withdrew,
and returned again,
your essence spiraling through me
like galaxies intertwining in silent ecstasy.
Thought melted into sensation,
sensation folded into eternity,
and each presence of yours
resonated deep in my core.
Every encounter was a sacred eruption of energy—
perhaps unbelievable,
but when you arrive, it is as if God descends,
an essence of divine and cosmic love,
weaving our union through the currents of the cosmos.
each word both divine and sensuous,
sending shivers through my body,
energies sometimes rising from the root chakra and sometimes flowing downward.
Your presence was so powerful
that your words dissolved into your energy,
beyond the capacity of my memory to hold.
In the darkness, I clearly saw a single stalk of lilac,
its lone cluster rising with an almost living presence,
soft pink and white, suspended in the space around me.
Every time you drew near,
I felt its fullness resonate deep within me,
a symbol of desire and vitality,
and Kundalini stirred softly and continuously.
I felt both possessed and released,
as you revealed yourself, withdrew,
and returned again,
your essence spiraling through me
like galaxies intertwining in silent ecstasy.
Thought melted into sensation,
sensation folded into eternity,
and each presence of yours
resonated deep in my core.
Every encounter was a sacred eruption of energy—
perhaps unbelievable,
but when you arrive, it is as if God descends,
an essence of divine and cosmic love,
weaving our union through the currents of the cosmos.
1116 by From Saint Agnes to Egypt January 31, 2026
1010
My beloved,
Have you read On the Reality of Love by Sheikh Suhrawardi?
I have.
Honestly, I found it hard to understand.
I didn’t grasp much.
Yet, I know how Love brought Zuleikha to the slave market,
and why Sheikh, among all the historical women in love, chose Zuleikha as the bearer of love,
even though history often criticizes her.
With gratitude to God, Love, and you, my sacred man, I understand her now.
She rises, a radiant archetype of the devoted soul.
Have you read On the Reality of Love by Sheikh Suhrawardi?
I have.
Honestly, I found it hard to understand.
I didn’t grasp much.
Yet, I know how Love brought Zuleikha to the slave market,
and why Sheikh, among all the historical women in love, chose Zuleikha as the bearer of love,
even though history often criticizes her.
With gratitude to God, Love, and you, my sacred man, I understand her now.
She rises, a radiant archetype of the devoted soul.
1010 the cycle of transformation.
1010 by From Saint Agnes to Egypt January 31, 2026
1237
Whatever enters my inner world—fear, doubt, or anxiety—
is transformed into love for you,
like an oyster that knows nothing but how to create a pearl.
This is the alchemy of love.
is transformed into love for you,
like an oyster that knows nothing but how to create a pearl.
This is the alchemy of love.
1237 by From Saint Agnes to Egypt January 27, 2026