The holiday season is often painted as a time of harmony, togetherness, and family warmth.
Tables are set, traditions are repeated, and expectations quietly return year after year.
Yet for many, Christmas and the holidays also amplify what usually stays unspoken, emotional tension, generational patterns, unhealed dynamics, and the silent question of where love ends and control begins.
This Spiritual Art Fiction arrives precisely in that space.
It reflects the deeper conversations that surface when families gather, when roles are revisited, and when the desire for peace collides with the need for truth.
Through layered voices and inner reflections, it explores autonomy, unconditional love, and the courage it takes to let go, themes that feel especially alive during the holidays, when belonging is both cherished and tested.
This is not a festive poem in the traditional sense… It is a reflective Spiritual Art Fiction… A mirror held up during a season of lights, reminding us that real love is not possession, tradition without awareness can become a prison, and freedom, too, is an act of care.
Read it slowly, perhaps between moments of celebration and silence.
Let it meet you where you are, as the year closes and something new prepares to begin.
[NOTE: Before you journey further into this profound Spiritual Art Fiction, I invite you to ground yourself by reading “Thunderland“. This essential context will open your perception and prepare your soul for the awakening that lies ahead.]
Escape The In-law Prison
“Parents and in-laws, your children are not your possession,
let us have a corrective learning session.
Educate your kind the best you can,
form them into a decent, honest and critical thinking woman or man.
When they are grown, set them free,
nurture their esprit,
by accepting their choice,
only interfering when you are asked for their opinion, your voice.
Don’t interfere in their life as it is lovinely written,
interference might be karmically forbidden.
Listen to them as they might be wiser despite their age,
honor their lesson with grace.
Don’t put up a fake act,
in the end all is known and you will lose, that is a fact.
Let them go, for their own family tree to grow,
stay out of their life, their energy field, there is no need to know.
Embracing a new vision,
maybe aligned with valued family tradition.
Unconditional love is miracle in motion,
maybe even at the French Atlantique ocean.”
Once upon a time….
I am locked up, please let me out,
I am tied up, I am breaking out.
When I was still wearing the glasses of illusion,
and my belief system has still been influenced by the general society confusion.
And I longed to have this one special man on my side,
desiring to wear a wedding ring with pride.
ignoring the inner voice of my protective guide.
Hoping for an in-law family dream,
while not hearing my soul`s scream.
I am now glad we never played together in this illusional play of life,
as I deny to ever put up again this artificial pleasing disguise.
To play this role that I am not,
nonetheless, I loved your son a lot.
“Oh my son, you are still in the family prison,
while your essence wants to be in another mission.
To break free,
sealed by the number three.”
In-laws I never met you and I don’t know who you are,
but I feel your daily, near or far.
There are true limits in our compatibility,
and ability,
to accept different views,
as this is what I chose,
to follow my heart and my truth,
to return to my true kind, my roots,
to swim against the stream,
to wake up from this dark dream.
That you perceive as paradise in motion,
while you quietly live next to the wild ocean.
I daily feel your disapproval, I can feel your doubt,
while there is some curiosity to find out.
Fear to open your eyes,
and to realize that I am indeed wise.
That I can be a true win,
if consciousness and acceptance breaks in.
“Dear Stephanie, we don’t understand who you are,
but we can feel your energy if you are near or far.
We claim we are open minded and accept another view and tradition,
but we must deny your work and your love mission.
As good French citizen we have our pride,
we can surely not accept a German citizen on our son`s side.
We have prejudice towards your nation,
your cooking skills might cause frustration.
We judge before we ask,
we keep on wearing this mask.
What shall the neighbours say,
that we are confused and lead astray.
You must adapt to us,
no, we will not discuss.
We cannot turn around anymore and follow a different way,
here at the French Atlantique bay.
How can we awaken to the fact we have lived lies,
that we were under blinded eyes.
We want to blame you and kick you out,
you are a conspiracy theorists shouting out loud.
For us you are far too smart,
look at your impressive art.
That no human could ever write,
we are standing in awe, Madame White.
At least we pretend,
as there is an envy trend.
You will always outshine our outer beauty with your éclair,
that you are a true soul, a lovine heir.
That your beauty comes from your heart,
we can feel your love while being 2000 km apart.
Son, you cannot proceed, you must find another,
trust me I am your mother.
I know better what you need,
as I gave you your first milk feed.
I cannot let go of my first son, he is mine,
no lady is good enough for him, not even if it is blessed by the lovine.
I just give him subliminal guild,
so that my needs are being fulfilled.
I influence him without him to realize,
I don’t care if he loves, if he cries.
We don’t care about this tender heart affection,
and this lovine lection.
We see our son as our property,
and will disinherit him, wishing him poverty.
If he disobeys and does not follow our will,
if he chooses the blue/freedom pill.
Maybe we put up an act
and pretend that we accept.
Just to keep peace,
and to feel at ease.
This equation will not work out.
as Stephanie`s reads thoughts and true feelings and speaks them out loud.
While our energetic rejection will hopefully draw them apart,
our energetic influence is so strong, it will target their heart.
The feelings are getting darker and dense,
while there grows this invisible fence.
The karma builds into serious lovine guild
we wont stop until all emotions are being killed.
We deny that we are serving the dark,
and we serve with such behaviour the invisible shark.
Everything that we cherish you label as wrong,
we don’t know anymore where we belong.
We feel your authority and your power,
we took the omnipotence of love`s shower.
What happens if we approached her with an open heart,
and we appreciate her art.
What would we find?
A lady, lovinely aligned.
A lady, that is pure, honest and full of good deed,
serving others, the ones in need.
Unique, funny and wise,
a lovine star on the rise.
Surrounded by love,
on her shoulder is sitting a white dove.
Even from a human perspective she is prime,
if you honoured her, you might be able to re-define,
open your heart and she will make your heart shine.
Did you not feel spirit to come down to look at your potential,
but all that has been sensed was differential.
While you would draw too much of her energy, her gold,
and she would eventually feel cold.
After all this time the time quality/time line has changed,
and things need to be re-arranged.
Stephanie wants to withdraw from all that is fake.
and only wants to be surrounded by humans that are loving and awake.
That are walking on the same path,
while taking the spiritual bath.
Being guided by the true lovine,
while sometimes drinking a little glass of wine.
She is emotionally letting go of your son she loved with all her heart,
but he prefers other ladies, going out and playing dart.
The time is coming soon for the last goodbye,
so that Stephanie is free and can fly high.
But her wings are not so strong,
something still feels wrong,
her heart voice still sings a different song.
A song she feels forced to ignore,
eventually she will find another, something more.
A love seed that grew for him and his kind,
knowing she has to leave this dream behind.
Somehow moving on,
and growing again strong.
Look there are her footsteps in the golden sand,
her energy is still there; she turned the area into holy land.
She wishes you all the best,
may your rue be blessed.
You came together with a lovine purpose in place,
to set a pace.
For more to awaken to the truth,
and to put on the golden boots.
We truly wish you well,
while you continue to play,
at the French Atlantique bay.”
Spirit of White, Germany, at some point in time
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