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
Tag: Twin flame
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
Ash
I am a candle
wax of fear
my wick
you
flicker
trigger
flame
burn
me to ash
Magical Life
Words flow and then they don’t.
Inspiration dries.
Writers block.
I know this is in part because I am sick. Again.
I wonder though if part of me is afraid to reveal truths in my life. Truths of my beliefs.
If I open up and let you see me, I risk being labled. Put into a box.
I don’t think that’s ever helpful, really, putting others in boxes. People are too wonderfully, gloriously, messily complex to fit into any one box. Still, we, people tend to do just that and I think that I may be afraid that if I open up, I’ll get stuck in a box and you won’t hear me. I suppose if that’s the case, my words are not for you and that has to be ok
I also wonder if part of me, the overly logical, rational part is afraid of looking foolish. The part of me that struggles to believe, no matter the things I’ve experienced.
And to that part, I ask who cares?
Should we fully allow ourself to embrace this crazy life we live, what is the harm? Are there pains on this path? Most definitely but not ones that I would give up
Maybe, just maybe,
It’s ok to surrender
and live life openly
And magically.
The Choice
You’re scared.
Running is easier than believing in yourself
but I believe in you
I choose change
Healing.
The choice is yours
Join me,
Won’t you?
Impossible
The distance between where I am and where I’d like to be is so vast it seems impossible to traverse.
Yet here I am, barely registering a situation that even a year ago would have sent me spinning.
A year ago, I would have thought this impossible
I can do the impossible.
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.
I am Love
The great fear rises.
“You are not enough”
But that’s bull shit.
I am you.
I am Love.
I am God.
As are you.
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.
Through My Eyes: (r) evolution of one 