Fall 2021
SEPTEMBER | OCTOBER | NOVEMBER
11/23/21
Try to grab impermanence
the illusion will make you marvel.
Time herself wallows in purposelesness…
Seductress she is. So remember,
be careful.
Her dedication is earnest,
and 24 hours seems generous.
But she creeps up with a vengeance -
Just the thought of her,
can leave a grounded soul restless.
Waiting, thinking, doing, becoming…
Ever evolving creatures are we!
So allow time to slip you by,
and in that “moment” you are free.
11/19/21
I swim
further
than ever before
because I drink
from the chalice
that carries me.
11/16/21
The days are getting shorter
mountains covered by fog that hangs lower
a colder temperature is taking over
and so my body is moving slower.
I’ve been getting called “honey”
but it’s because of my slow dripping.
My offerings are tantalizing,
and this is just the beginning.
Short days make for long nights,
and for me that’s where inspiration sparks…
I get to know myself deepest
when I linger in the dark.
11/12/21
Staying in your wild
is a daily practice of detachment.
Of releasing expectations
and redefining your process
of refinement.
A wondering imagination
is free to release
that which is trapped within.
So unravel your inner child,
and find your playful wild.
It is the gift
you were given to wield.
11/09/21
Prepare yourself for love.
Astronomical love…
Almost unbelievable love
because together, we found the golden key
together we will always be
SOUL FAMILY
If you catch a glimpse of yourself in this sweet lil video,
I urge you to share the love.
Share to remind others
and to remind yourself
that you are home -
the door is unlocked
so step inside
and look around.
Climb to the top of the highest tree
and we will meet you there.
11/04/21
Re-union to me, means:
sovereign wholeness…
and complete aliveness
when I come back to you.
Freedom to be
in my own process
dancing with the magic
of being energetically alone.
And coming back together, fuller.
More appreciative.
Truly available.
The best version of me.
She who takes deeper inhales
because the knowing of re-union
is without question.
I exhale
because together,
we are exceptional.
10/28/21
Forget super human
I’ve tapped into the stream
that dry river banks hope to become.
You exist as a superb being,
living in a saturated dream.
Telling stories unheard except by those who listen
to the wind that dances with trees.
The gold key I have isn’t for mystery
but instead unlocks a higher reality.
Forget super human,
and remember super union.
It’s everything you can and cannot believe.
10/25/21
Perfection :: Connection
If you desire perfection…
You simply desire connection to source.
rebirth and redeath
Imagine yoruself as a feather
disconnected from its ether.
The world above it falls away
As it falls
down.
The feather is found by a small girl,
and her eyes light up.
And she learns:
The sacredness of the now…
Eternal freshness of herself…
Finding magic in the mystery,
and unlocking dimensions in eternity.
10/19/21
My inner-activity has me spinning lately.
The things my imagination dreams
are forming in manifested reality.
Actualized thoughts…
The opposite of insanity!
I can feel my bones changing
blood churning
DNA creatrix -
I enhance my OWN humanity.
10/12/21
The angels are here!
Can you hear them. whispering?
The trees and earth, forever kissing -
celebration of that which you once feared.
The angels are here!
Singing in vibration now loud enough to hear…
Basking in the warmth of your light body,
in this moment you are somebody.
The angels are here!
Is the message yet clear?
”Angel”
Who we wait for,
who we pray for…
Look around and see angels everywhere,
rejoice in the miracle of walking on legs.
On earth, where hearts beat without promise of tomorrow,
and salt water pours from our eyes when we feel sorrow.
Let your wings rest and take flight in your dreams…
continue to unlock alternate realities.
10/10/21
Your queendom is inside.
Many forget this, and so travel worldwide.
Searching for the garden,
where they can rest their heart in.
10/02/21
She went seeking solace,
but instead found serenity.
Refuge beneath the olive tree,
the canopy of leaves became her family.
A higher perspective allows me to breathe more freely.
I jump into my dreams,
and stay awake in all realities.
09/22/21
I asked to become like clay,
and hands molded me.
My atoms formed in ways that felt foreign
and as my body became a carafe,
I cried.
Saltwater dripping from each pore
sweat, tears
snot…
Expelling layers of whatever the hell I was holding onto.
God still holding the vessel,
gently tipping me over the moon…
So much so that I begin to empty
and my last drops form stars.
Finally I let go, and
my grief becomes a great constellation.
One that future generations study and ponder…
Finding meaning
ushering purpose
projecting their own onto me.
No matter.
Because in the sky, I dance.
Free from belief.
Knowing that moments hold memories.
Knowing myself only as…
the essence of eternity.
