Mi Cielo

Mi Cielo

By Joan — for the ones who bring us Peace

 

There are people who come into your life like a breath of fresh air.
They don’t raise their voices or demand space — they just are.

He asks questions like,
“What would I love about you?”
And waits for the real answer.

I smiled, thinking of something playful —
Maybe my curves, my humor, my fire.

But deep down, I knew what he meant.
He was asking about my soul.

So I answered honestly:
“My strength. And my will.”

Because those are the parts of me that survived everything.

He paused.
And he said I was an inspiration.
That I was resilient.

And he smiled.

We met on a plane — flying toward different places,
but orbiting the same energy.

He gave me space to be still.
He held my stories without rushing to fix them.

Something about him felt calm — like a safe space.
He saw my art, my sense of humor.
We talked for hours.

We stayed connected.
Laughed.
Shared stories.

He loved my honesty — how raw I speak.
He doesn’t have to guess what I mean.

He calls me cariño.
I call him Mi Cielo —
My Heaven. My Peace.
My safe place. My Heaven on Earth.

He reminds me to be patient with myself.
To be myself always.

I feel free.
I feel safe.
I feel understood.
I feel loved.

I think he understood more than my words.
He understood me.

And even a few hours away,
He’s a reminder that I’m not alone anymore.

That patience and safety can wear a smile.
That healing sometimes starts with being held — not judged.

💖 For Every Woman Reading This:

If you’ve ever wondered if someone could love you fully —
Not in spite of your story,
But because of your truth —

Let this remind you:
Peace is possible.

You are worth more than survival.
You are worthy of love.
Of joy.
Of laughter.
Of ease.

You are not “too much.”
You are divine.

You deserve laughter that doesn’t turn into tears.
You deserve to feel safe — and still be fully you.

🌸 For Women Who Are Healing:

If you’ve ever felt like your body was surviving,
But your heart was still held hostage by old memories —

Let this be your sign:
Peace is possible.
Not just in others — but in yourself.

You deserve softness that doesn’t turn into pain.
You deserve to be seen for your will, your wit, and your worth.

You are not hard to love —
You are rare to find.

Find your Peace.
Be your Peace.
Protect your Peace.

And you don’t need permission to rest, or speak, or leave.
You only need the whisper that says:
“It’s time.”