Facing myself and all my creations. No one said it will be easy…shifting anything of lower resonance into something superior. For those pioneers seeking exploration, wonder and the discovery into the crossing of an exalted state, now is the time. … Continue reading
I couldn’t let such a magnificent light pass through without at least one moment to enfold in its warmth, to be here, present…to break rhyme…hurry this season is shifting swiftly. But really I’m gonna savor every last drop of it.
It’s going to take some kind of ferociousness, some kind of pluck to embark on a solo journey…this phat cat deserves a starring role for his courage. What radiance he carries as he roams both alone and wholly accompanied in … Continue reading
In the face of so much that needs shifting, the only side I’m picking is the one that faces the sun. You see it’s not about picking a side; it’s about shifting a state of frequency. Where are you shifting? … Continue reading
Integrating, stretching in silence. Making peace, reconciling. Choosing another way. Full of life, full of light merry and bright. Her ‘lil nook of inspiration simply, gloriously… a warrior princess in the making. A little orange blossom honey in the am … Continue reading
Clear as a bell, this has been curatively the most profound activity in our nest. Something about a swinging pendulum, shifting back and forth that taps into our neural correlates…it’s transformational. Life looks different after a few whirls. Building and … Continue reading
Nothing to win.Nothing left to lose.It’s time for that vice of yours break.Body always bruised,how ever will the spirit soar? Back where I left offbefore the pursuit,a half-bloomed flower, merely on my waypurely becoming myself.And in that season before incubation,clamped, … Continue reading
It’s no wonder I sparkle…look what I ingest. Pure beauty. Pure love. Have a closer look at your food…bet you didn’t know cinnamon can sparkle like this? Did you know a fellow being could create such beauty? Can you imagine … Continue reading
Connected to the wild, an intimate and raw me.Taunted, manipulated, abandoned, discarded no more.Out of red-hot ashes, my worthiness.A journey of the heart, no better time than now to leap and bound.Bringing me out of the dark, tones of a … Continue reading
Lips that caress the curve of the rawness of the earth. Something of beauty when I can embrace such compatibility whirling around these parts, like salt on iron I’d say. As I move into my sweet spot…into my state of … Continue reading
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