Silence & Chatter

heart silence is louder then mind chatter

balance found between sight and sound

between light and profound

between words of wisdom and works of wisdom

heart silences the chattering mouth of mind

now body sleeps

as spirit creeps

into every

auricle and ventricle

cell and seam

free wheeling healing and making space for clarity’s gifts

heart silence is louder then mind chatter

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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

clear skies and some sparkle

eyes to the skies

toes to the ground

don’t know who i am praying too but i believe in you

God

Transmuted Jesus

Universe

A chorus of Angels

A ratchet ass entity that chose divinity after a change of heart/ fresh start

As they prey for me and pray for me you stay with me

On this walk

This journey

Many thanks i give

eyes to the sky

toes to the ground

Flame on

Wrapped in knowing

Super charged by the words of her mother

She faced what had fractaled her foundation

Ashes to Ashes

Dust to Dust

Letting go of those old stories was a must

Making space for the new

Making space for the true

Ashes to Ashes

Dust to Dust

She released what had fractaled her foundation

Super charged by the love of her mother

Wrapped in growing

*flicks bic and lets it burn

https://downtoearthalien.com/2018/11/14/wheres-my-lighter/

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