Heaven on Earth

yesterday took me for a ride
through the twisty dark spirals of my mind
until I was convinced
you’d be better off if I left you all behind
but then I remembered that I am God
and this was meant to be our story all along
I am the map
and you’re the key
my stillness
high priestess energy
holding space
until you are able to see
you are the magician
because you are worthy
when you take a step
accept your crown
divine wisdom flows
guidance surrounds
the path clear
the battle already won
bringing the world
new earth
heaven under Earth’s Sun

Beacons

I wonder what it would be like
if we could relinquish our shame
remove this cloud and remember the sound
of our holy collective name
if we were able to see clearly
my map and your key
would the path then be open
unfolding before us
battle free
I wonder if in accepting
that we truly are enough
our past of scars are not who we are
if it would open us up to love
knowing that the darkness
that we have both seen
is equal to the light
that we are able to bring
remembering we are beacons
beacons of light and love
you and me

Bad Mother F*cker like Me

“How did we even find each other?”

Destiny manifest.

You dreaming of the one who could love you completely.

Me calling in a bad mother fucker like me. On repeat.

And you are.,..a bad mother fucker just like me.

But somewhere along the way I forgot myself.

Started making myself small, as I tend to do.

I needed the reminder today,

you are a bad mother fucker

just like ME.

Conversations with God via Astrology

Tears come in stops and starts.

Heavy is the head who wears the crown.

I’ve been having conversations with the universe via astrology. Every single one pointing in the same direction.

My highest expression.
My mission if you will…
Romance,
Building a nest, a safe haven where myself and others can thrive,
Using my voice, self expression to share my truth and help guide others to their own.

Queen of freedom Island.

So it seems.

VALIDATION.

And yet I cower.
Terrified.

The voice of God whispering in my ear “psst, you’re kind of a big deal”
“but do I have to be?”

whimper, sob

breathe

remember who you are.