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New guide offers path towards life of happiness, fulfillment and love

Natalia-Love Koteva shares what helped her get through life’s tougher moments and to a better place in “The ‘How to Love’ Manual”

LOS ANGELES – The most common goals in life seem to be achieving true happiness, living a life of fulfillment and finding love. Natalia-Love Koteva offers readers easy and practical steps to obtaining these common life goals in her work, “The ‘How to Love’ Manual” (ISBN 1467914312).

Koteva believes that individuals each have their personal path to fulfillment and love, which can be full of anything from romance and relationships to parenting. “The ‘How to Love’ Manual” serves to be an invitation to readers to find a new way of living.

The experienced and worldly author shows readers how to step into a new way of living that will help them act more like the man or woman God intended for them to be in life. Koteva takes her own challenging experiences to help others grow in their relationship with themselves, others and the world around them.

“I believe my manual is the first of its kind to offer practical steps towards true happiness, fulfillment and success in love and life through an authentic and inspiring yet professional tone,” Koteva says. “I went through a lot, and I had to soul search a lot to get where I am today. I hope that ‘The ‘How to Love’ Manual’ helps others in their journey.”

Koteva hopes that by sharing the techniques that helped her through personal rough spots, others will be able to work through theirs as well. She knows that with the steps in “The ‘How to Love’ Manual,” individuals will be able to find the life of happiness, fulfillment and love that they have always wanted.

“The ‘How to Love’ Manual” is available for sale online at Amazon.com and other channels.

About the Author:
Natalia-Love Koteva is a pediatric physical therapist and a peace and security ambassador with Physicians for Social Responsibility who works in the areas of nuclear security. She currently lives in Los Angeles, but she moved to the United States from Eastern Europe in 2001 at the age of 22. As a child, she lived through the nuclear meltdown of Chernobyl, and had to undergo surgery due to a thyroid problem that the doctors linked to radiation. She has dedicated her life to providing rehabilitation to children who have suffered from strokes, brain injuries and genetic abnormalities among many other issues. She was also a scholarship recipient to the White House Project summit for women in nuclear security in 2010.

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I will bestow a kiss of myself upon your lips
And let it lay there for a moment;
Letting the sweetness of my taste overtake you
Bringing tears to your eyes
In remembrance of my goodness.

Tenderly, I will embrace your heart
In my safe caress, where I can surrender
Together with you in your strong protective arms,
Both of us holding each other in peaceful wholeness.

Like a whisper on your skin, I will play
With your pure sense of belonging to one
Love of higher purpose grounded in the reason
Of our higher self’s path of service to life
As love, as it is all there is God wants us to live in.

My name will leave a mark in your heart
Echoed by the diamond sword of the Goddess,
So you always carry me close in you,
Never forgetting who I am to you,
Remembering that ‘I love you’ spoken through my breath
Are three words that all mean the same.

..as you and I are the heart of the same beat of life.

That is how we will wake up tangled from our night
Together and wrapped around one another
In a good lasting way,
As I.
Love.
You. Are the words those raw lips whisper
To my wildish self,
To this beautiful woman
Looking playfully at me in the mirror,
To this heart that beats softly in
The warmth and comfort of my body.

I never knew I could fall so deeply in love
With Love
Deep down to my bones
And rising me up
To fly towards my destiny.

– love letter to my Self.

It is sad that so many people don’t know how to receive love and how to receive each other. Yes, I am talking about the simple beautiful human love. Yes, it is beautiful. And yes, it is beautiful and it is good to be a human. And I do not want to deny myself being a human just as I am a spiritual being. It is one.

People have been so tainted and hurt by their experiences that in act of self defense and retaliation they go onto hurting others, denying the human experience, including human love and defining it as something “bad.” It is not bad even though you may be sometimes. The fact that human love is often conditional does not make it bad. It is our preconditioned, corrupt and afraid mind that distorts everything.

Human love is profound, deep and true. It may be hard and intense at times but it is only attempting to push us through our boundaries and barriers so we can grow and allow the other person in the relationship to grow as well, if they are willing to take the journey on both the high and the low roads. It may not always be tender and sweet. It may not always be pretty. That doesn’t mean it is bad and hurtful; that’s what makes it to evolve into something better OR to dissolve revealing it was not love to begin with. True human love can never be lost or dissolved, and it is possible.

It can get heated and angry but heat and anger are not bad things. Heat allows you to sweat out and purify yourself, and to burn through your issues about yourself if only you are willing to look at your “stuff” without playing the game of blaming it on the other person. Anger has its purpose but everybody wants to sweep it under the rug. As said in one of my favorite books Bringers of the Dawn, “If you would allow yourself to express and experience your fears, which might lead to the expression of your anger, you would learn something. These emotions are techniques that move you beyond your personal boundaries of identity and behavior, and you are simply afraid of experiencing this. Love your emotions. As long as you describe something as difficult, you are making it difficult. No one else is. You are resisting and judging the changes coming about. You are feeling that you do not know what is going on, and you wish to be in control. Control is something very convenient and very handy. The old human pattern says, “You must be in control.” However, you have to be very selective to what you decide to control or not control. “

The sad thing is not that people don’t know how to love but that they don’t know how to receive love. A lot of people actually know how to be givers but few know how to be receivers. There is doubt, mistrust, blame, resistance, barriers, feelings of low self- worth and not deserving…towards WHAT? Towards what can be an amazing heart-breaking experience. And you know what…even if it is heart-breaking, it is a heart breaking open to allow the love from another to bleed into you, feed you and assist your growth and success beyond possible. It is intense and it is worth it. It is hurtful but it is only hurtful in those parts that you yourself have not resolved, and you need to understand that it is not love hurting you but you who hurts yourself. Pain is not necessary. But you are necessary to love, to forgive, to go for it and most of all to allow to be loved even if that means your heart gets broken, even if you make mistakes and then you need to fall down on your knees and ask forgiveness, and to allow yourself to go for love.

Sometimes we are so so caught up in our “independence” that we don’t realize that the “freedom” we THINK we need and want so much is actually a prison of our fears and ego.

We must make ourselves available to Love. We must allow ourselves to be loved fully and to Love fully. There is no other way to happiness and fulfillment. Love is Divine.

“This comes straight from Mantua, Italy, south of Verona, where archaeologists have found the intertwined skeletons of two lovers from the Neolithic period. As you can see from this phenomenal photograph, the two bodies, which cuddle closely while facing each other on their sides, were found together locked in an embrace. What’s better is that the place where they were found in the area where Shakespeare set “Romeo and Juliet.” Have we found some even older and more real star-crossed lovers?

The scientists say that these two probably died young, based on the fact that they had all their teeth back in a time when dentistry, charitably, was probably even worse than that scene in “Castaway” where Tom Hanks has to whack out a tooth with a rock.

Stirred


You are so beautiful.
Every time I look at you
I am overwhelmed by the power of the Love
I have for you and only you,
And the sweetness of the Love
You carry deep within for me.
Why are we afraid then
To surrender to each other?
To honor and celebrate each other freely
With the abundant, good and true love
That we have for each other?
Are we going to lose…something?
And…is that something worth keeping
So to lose on the love and goodness of our life?
Of your life?
No. So lose it
So you can have love.
And when you have love,
Then you’ll have life and all its riches
Will be laid in your surrendered lap.
Grow up to the truth
That THAT ‘something’
Is nothing if you don’t have
Love and her goodness,
Love and her madness,
Love and her tender care,
In your Life.
But you keep hanging onto the old pattern
Of your Self,
And the illusion created by your worst friend
Fear weakens the sweet caress
You have been holding her
So dear to your heart…
…Will you let her go?
Do not.
Do.

I find my dreams to be very awakening and interesting. This one is from today, March 6, 2011.

And so…I woke up from a bizarre dream. I looked around and …where was I? I woke up someplace and I didn’t have a clue where I was. Yet, I absolutely understood where I was and what was going on. It was just sad to know that I was one of only few humans left. Then again, I knew it was wrong. I knew there should be more people …somewhere.

Earth was green. There were no buildings. I had only couple of people with me. There were these creatures with alien undertone, which had human two legged bodies but animal presentation. They have killed most of us and were after the rest of us. There were also dinosaurs. They were quite some dinosaurs as their intelligence exceeded that of some humans I knew, 100 fold. They were also a part of the reason why human had become almost an extinct species as they were feeding off us.

I and my group of few were able to survive on some plants that resembled broccoli sprouts as there was abundant vegetation. There were no animals left except the dinos and the alien species. But the vegetation was abundant green and so amazing, and we could survive and be healthy.

They were after us. They couldn’t catch me as I was the only one who knew how to fly. For me it wasn’t about “knowing” how to fly. I simply had to say, “gravity laws do not apply to me,” but it was difficult for the rest. As I was flying from one tree to another (and those were some pretty big trees, the size of a mountain hill) I saw a path in the forest that I felt I must go check out.

As I landed on the path, I heard drumming and people’s chanting on my right and a man speaking in a very passionate but kind of…programmed way, on and on and on. As I looked to the right, people started coming out, out of thin air. It was as if an invisible door opened up and people started pouring out. There were old and young, children too, all singing a chant and drumming. They all looked poor, dressed in colorful rags, and just went on and on and on. It felt so bizarre. I looked to the left to see who that person was that was talking, who felt so familiar. And it was our President Obama. No, this cannot be real! I looked at him…he was right there just few feet away from me. It was Obama. I looked at him closely. He looked so perfectly him….his skin, his lips moving, his tall structure…but….but it was not him on the inside. I saw his outer shell to be him but his inside was stolen and replaced with something else that something else was narrating to what to say, what to do and how to act. He looked like one of those wax figures in one of the wax museums…just alive. He looked like a wax puppet and I could see its strings that were orchestrated by someone else on top of him (literally).

I felt so confused. And I felt worried as I realized that wasn’t him and that something terrible has happened to him as his inside essence was extracted and replaced by something…

Suddenly, a person appeared next to me and said into my ear, “It is Obama. It is Him.” I said, “No.” and I continued, “I actually know him. He is a friend of mine and trust me this is not him.” We entered into an argument with that person really wanting to persuade me this was President Obama. I realized it was pointless to argue with that person, and that the only way was for me to write a document. I pulled out a white piece of paper and red color and started writing. Sentence after sentence I was writing. It was so clear. (as I woke up in the morning, it was erased from my memory instantaneously but there are few words that I remembered. Something like: “ A true government is……care for the people…….first and foremost….shall…..be…that’s how …will know a true government….the president ….acting on behalf of the true people…..is Truth….in his honesty…..Intergity…….”. The document had to do with the qualities of a government, governed and the presiding.)

As I finished writing the document, I looked out. The path I was on actually was the edge of a very tall mountain top. As I looked beyond and down, what was a valley all of a sudden started dissolving and moving, and I realized it was the muddy waters of a big big lake or a sea. There has been a drought and as the water levels have started decreasing, things that were on the bottom of the lake started to show. These were the roofs of buildings of a human city starting to just peak out. The lake waters continued to slowly move and go down revealing more of the city.

The person by my side said, “This is your city. You should go back. It is time for you to wake up and go back. You need to go back to reality.” I looked at the person, who was neither a He or a She, and I said, “No. You fool! You can’t fool me. I am awake, and this (I pointed to the city in the water) is the dream. You wanted me to fall asleep again?” The person continued, “This is your reality. You need to go back.” I insisted, “This is the real. I don’t want to go back.” The person insisted, “You need to go back.”…..and I woke up, Sunday, March 06, 2011 around 8:30 am.

I had to go.

My friend was lost down the rabbit hole as he went instead of me. I didn’t want to go as I never felt I had to but everybody kept saying I had to because They were calling for me. So my friend said he’ll go instead of me. He never came back. Feeling guilt, I said I will go. Some of my concerned friends made the decision to follow me just to make sure I was ok.

As I entered the muddy rabbit hole in midst of the forest, I knew it was not alright. But I had this crashing feeling of guilt and obligation that if everybody was saying that I needed to go and that They were waiting for me, then I had to go. As I was crawling through the mud, the hole became bigger so I could actually stand up and walk. And there he was…my friend. Or what was left of him. His decayed body parts, that were ravaged and eaten off, laid rotten in the dirt. I could see how parts of his arms and legs were bitten off and chewed on. His body laid decayed in the mud…no glory, no victory, nothing. And all because he was not me. Those nasty creatures knew it. They sniffed it in his DNA, tore his flesh with their beastly foul teeth and fed off it.

Those were some really nasty creatures. Tiny body frames, tiny but strong and long extremities and secretions dripping off their slippery bodies. They were permitted to allow only humans with the perfect DNA…as They were feeding off it. That’s why they wanted me. I clenched teeth realizing what my friends did not. They thought it was so exciting, beautiful and meaningful on the other side…if only they knew.
But I had to go. If I didn’t my friends would just continue to be ransacked in their flesh and life force. They still followed me but they were ok because I have given myself to those creatures as I stepped on the other side.

God, it was so beautiful. So calm. So peaceful. So real. My heart was heavy though as I have this ability to see through the program. Everything here was just a coding. No matter how beautiful or peaceful or perfect it was, it was just a coding. And it worked because the humans that were kidnapped here (and that’s how it felt because I was the only one to have walked consciously through, everyone else in one way or another was lured in), were blinded to the reality behind the “reality,” and within the “reality.” They couldn’t blind me though; it is in my DNA and in part that’s why they wanted me…

…my mother suddenly appeared. “Why would you want to ever leave? What’s wrong? This is the most beautiful place ever. And you have everything provided for. Nothing to worry about!” I looked at my mom and she didn’t even realize I could see through and within her and see the program that she was…I could actually see the screen she was projected on and the “computer” that was generating her. I didn’t say anything though. She continued, “Look around.” I did. It was the most beautiful magical forest to ever exist. The greenest green clean plant life. Birds chirping. The air so refreshingly fresh. The supreme river running along. I have never seen river waters so amazing , green-bluish crystal clean and sparkling. I could see the rocky bottom and it was so inviting. Suddenly, I had this urge bursting through me to dip my feet in. “May I?” I asked my “mother.” “Of course,” she said “You should! It is so beautiful!!! Who wouldn’t want to go!” I walked to the river in silence and dipped my feet. I have never experienced such water temperature – so precisely calculated to be in perfection for the human body. I wanted to cry…it was so good. Could it be…true? My heart was aching, I so badly wanted it to be true…but as I pulled my feet out of the water looking at it, I saw a glitch in the matrix at the bottom of the river. I looked to my “mom”, “What was that? Did you see it?” I saw a brief worry and hesitation in the program behind my “mom” but it recovered quickly and “she” said, “What are you talking about ? Ohhh, that’s just the sand on the bottom…moving.” I knew I had to keep quiet…for now…until I figure a way to get out of here. “Come on. Let’s go out to the city,” “mom” continued.

I had two ways of going back and out of the hole. One was going back through the rabbit hole I came in but that was a no because those nasty creatures were going to tear me down into pieces. They would rather kill me and loose my DNA then allow me to go back as I was going to lead the resistance. Or…option number two was to merge in, study them and the projected “reality,” and find a way from the inside to escape and then bust that system.

My friends who followed me to make sure I was ok couldn’t resist the reality they were given. No wonder…for it was a wonder. I had only one girlfriend who still stayed close by my side to keep an eye on me but nevertheless was giving into staying with her Life and flesh into this world. The city was so beautiful. It reminded me of Iquitos, Peru where I visited last year. Everybody busing around on the streets, the chatter, the sound of the vehicles…and everyone was so happy and healthy. And busy with doing their thing whatever it was. It was as if everybody was given something like a project or work so to feel productive, occupied and “meaningful.” It was such a “happy” place …but there was no love in this place. And all my senses could see, smell, hear, taste, feel and understand the artificial structure of this reality as the predators were silently feeding off the flesh and energy of the people there…who were the only real thing.

I could barely hold all that in. But I had to, if I wanted to get out. I parked my car. I got out. My friend chose to stay inside as she waited for me. I stepped on the sidewalk. There was a fence decorated with the most beautiful intensely colored red flowers. As I leaned to look closely at them and smell them, I saw through the fence a big yard…at the end of it, there was an old big house that reminded me of an old castle. I got the feeling of the castle from the fairytale Beauty and the Beast. The door opened and suddenly zoomed in. It spoke to me, “Come on. Isn’t that what you’ve been waiting for? This is the way.”
I looked at my friend who was so not having a clue of what’s going on. I wanted to take her with me…I felt like such of traitor if I left her behind. But then again, she didn’t even had a clue what’s going on, she so liked it here and she would probably think I am nuts. I can’t live her behind. I can’t betray her.

Climbing that fence to get to the house was a long task. I did it. I ran through the lawn. I got to the door and walked through it. Walking through it was a slow process as it was actually walking through wet sands… it was so slowly and dense. As my body was sinking in the sands, feelings of guilt started rushing in for leaving out my friend and I taught I’d trick “them.” (the ones who were helping me; who were actually human). As my whole body was moving through the sands, my right arm was still out and I stretched it out so far to my friend in the car, who was looking at me with fear in her eyes speaking, “Don’t leave me!” I shouted to her, “Come on. Grab my hand. I’ll pull you through.” And in this very moment, the beings that were helping me, who opened the doorway for me said, “NO. It is your choice. Only you can come through. It is Your awareness that You have and we need You to come through. Make your choice. You come through, she stays. Or you both stay.” They were so firm. Yet there was so much love. I looked at my friend….so much guilt. I knew I can’t stay. No, I can’t stay in that place knowing what’s happening and allowing them to feed off us. I had to go. And I had to leave her behind. But as I walked through, I realized I was walking through for her and the rest. I would get them out of there.

As I walked in the castle, I ended up in a large beautiful old room. For the first time in a long time, I realized I was really hungry. It was as if I had forgotten and just have realized…gee, I was SO hungry. And there were these long tables with tons of delicious healthy vegetarian and vegan dishes. I started eating right off the platters. Trying out everything. Wow…that was what real food really tastes like…wow, not only what it tastes like is delicious but it actually satisfied my hunger and nourished my body. I kept looking at it, reading it, eating it…it was true.

…and all of a sudden, I woke up. Oh, I forgot to mention I was in a male form in the dream.

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