Rooting for revival

Sketch by Me

She sat silently resting in the forest of her heart.

We can remain stuck in fear & holding on to the past, or we can use our past experiences to move confidently into the future. – Tanaaz

These words echoed throughout the canyons of her mind as strong winds of change began to blow in and around her.

Two cardinals flew by with a message.

When the roots are deep, there is no need to fear the wind. – Unknown

She stood faithfully and fearlessly in the forest of her own heart as her body began moving forward in time with the divine.

And so it is.

Sonic symphony for forward motion: https://music.apple.com/us/playlist/is-she-flying/pl.u-zPyLLJPFxA8RER

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Used to be

we sit side by side crisscross applesauce at the back of the room

i used to be a romantic she says as the smoke curls around her head

dead hearted

hollow chested

echoing words

listening quietly i try not to swat at the smoke

understanding that this feeling that she is feeling just needs time and healing

i join her in her darkness with my tiny light

hold my hand i say

don’t start that goofy holistic shit says my dead hearted friend

this makes me laugh and she half smiles

hand still outstretched

she takes it

tears stream down her face as she ashes into the potted plants

holding hands we sit side by side crisscross applesauce at the back of the room

death of a queen/ seat of consciousness

dear warrior queen,

meet us at the edge of darkness and the rim of light.

divided for too long we have been.

love,

i am + sister nature

I woke up to this letter pinned to the breastplate of my rose gold armor.

My heart always opens for them – I mean they are who I have been fighting for all these years… Right?

Dawning on me like the morning sun I realize that I am enslaved to this ”fight”

And if I am not free… then neither are they

So to free me is to free she because we are a we

Hmmm…

I denounce the crown and throw my selenite sword into the lake of fire

Back to the hell, it came from

I am willing to do anything to free us

War-torn

Forlorn and sensitive

This is no way to live or die

I walk back through the forest of forever

Dropping my armor as I go

Shaking this load off

I am headed to meet my selves at the rim of light, the edge of darkness

I hear them singing as I approach

Ahhhh, we’ve been waiting for you my love she says as sister nature nods -We saved you a seat…

to be continued…

Rusty Simplicity

The rusty metal of the hanger seemed to beg for embellishment or at least that’s what I told myself.

Faux flowers

Green wire

Strong shears

I cut, wrap, and rework, remembering how my mom used to make wreaths for holidays and as gifts.

Moments like this one connect me to her in a positive way. I laugh to myself and thank God for the opportunity to see her from a different perspective, past, and present.

Faux flowers

Green wire

Strong shears

Give Me Strength

Dimensions dimensions grow with our intentions intentions

The warrior Queen took a knee in the forest of forever

Images of children wounded by systems that didn’t understand them plagued her mind

She took a deep breathe and touched the golden mustard seed she wore around her neck as a reminder of the Creator’s promise

Standing up in strength in the forest of forever the archangels covered her in faith

She headed back into battle

Built for this she was

Dimensions dimensions grow with our intentions intentions



The stars and God

He was God sent.

Aware of her imperfections, he could never place her on a pedestal because she was too beautifully human to be pressured with perfection.

Laughing at her mad face he squeezed her anxiety away with a tight hug. She just wanted some quality attention and in spite of her words, he knew her intentions. They showed in her actions.

He reminded her to put herself first and never missed an opportunity to thank her for being herself especially as she quietly cared for others with love in her heart.

She was far from perfect, full of passion, and sometimes not very patient. But he knew what he knew and he felt what he felt; she was God sent too.

Time is Yours Though

Her favorite rapper and yours too sent her this song before 9am

She understood every word

She still chucked him the deuce 

Because not enough time wasn’t a real excuse 

She blessed his dreams and prayed for his team

She could not live on the outskirts of his time no matter his intention 

So in love she let him go 

Those were his seeds to sow

Only in the present could love grow

Maybe in due time they would realign 

Maybe 

She understood every word