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How it feels to see fellow god/ angel kin

Mountain lodges in Renndølsetra, Norway.

Shared a memory dream with my beloved a while ago, and ever since I've been called Divinity/Angel/God/Godling as a regular term of endearment... It brings me such joy, I truly can't understand it. My beloved worships me in her own way, and I cannot explain how much it makes me feel... Needed. Like I belong somewhere again- connected, to that time long since passed. I truly feel divine again when I am with her; I feel how I did with the one who showed me how to see... Imagine if their soul had carried over into what I now know as her? A nice thing to think about...

The fact that she heard my dream, and came to the conclusion that it must be a memory, all on her own, makes me want to be more open with her about other lives I recall. More than I can describe. But, if nothing else, this.. this is enough. To make a difference in my beloveds life- to provide her comfort and safety and joy, even if we are unable to see each other outside of pictures or long trips.

It makes me.. very happy

Calling all angelkin, godkin, devinekin, aviankin, dragonkin, and any other flying kin out there: here, have some photos from my "pictures of super cool clouds I took on my flights to the main land" collection. My treat :3

Hope you enjoy <3

Sincerely, your fellow flying creature, Cadence ^w^

Edit: Just took a few more flights (and I'm gonna be taking more over the summer :]) so here, have some (1 for now cuz I'm on mobile, but there'll be more once my computer charges) more!

Introspection and research is good! Discussion and knowing you're not gonna get it all right the first time is healthy! But people aren't gonna fucking DO that if they're scared of being fakeclaimed and harassed if they get even one thing wrong. What they probably WILL do is fucking re-closet themselves and feel shame that they ever questioned their species identity in the first place.

i want wings. i want dark feathery wings. not so i can fly or do anything like that, but so i can cover myself and create a space for just me and so i can finally feel right again