Maintain and Cultivate

The late blooming wild flower could not be rushed. She moved in God’s time.

When we take the time and energy to cultivate love and positivity within ourselves we must remember to never allow anyone to fuck up our garden.

The late blooming wall flower could not be crushed. Angels protected her gold mine/mind.

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Self Portrait #499

I take many self-portraits. My favorite photographer asked me what I was trying to capture here.

What was I trying to capture?

What did I capture?

In this particular moment I had no where to be, no emails to response to, no disputes to settle, no brainstorming sessions- nothing.

I’m thankful for the responsibilities that I have chosen to take on but damn, it feels good to put it on pause for a moment.

I was remembering to just be. The sunshine was out and the breeze was blowing. Freshly washed and styled hair and my makeup free face amplified deep feelings of clear headedness or the clarity of mind I felt… feel.

Clarity – my favorite kind of charity. *Laughs

The abstract pattern the shadows casted on the wall made me think of my own journey. I am identifying and breaking my own patterns of darkness in efforts to make space and further open my heart to the light, creating my own abstracted pattern of varying hues of internal illumination. They need each other, the rays of light and darkness, for contrast and interest.

It’s my responsibility to manage my inner light and I do, with the help of earthly and heavenly guidance. ( Thank y’all kindly. *smiles wide)

What was I trying to capture here?

What did I capture here?

I captured my wholeness in every sense of the verb.

From the inter webs via The New Oxford American Dictionary

Writer’s Note: I wrote example sentences to each meaning of the word capture- it felt divine and maybe I’ll circle back and share another time. O and yes- Happy Valentine’s Day mothacluckas.



Welax

”Mannn, if you don’t go sit yo’ ass down somewhere and relax.”

Pow pow pow

Now now now

Impatience feels like the bullets of a BB gun sometimes

Put on some patience, it’s bulletproof

Pow pow pow

Simply appreciate where you are

Now now now

When I was older…

You ask so many questions but you’ve already learned the lessons

Listen, lover don’t hover over that fear

Let it get clear

Then let that clarity steer you in the right direction

You are but a reflection of the creator that created you

Here to do what has already been put inside of you

You ask so many questions but you’ve already learned the lessons

Now it’s up to you to catch the blessings

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=0I4fD49Gbck

3 lights in a dark house

Beaten

Bullied 

Broken

Somehow the tribe survived 

Blessed 

Blossoming 

Beloved

Somehow the tribe thrived

Writer’s note: Some Earthlings create from the deep chasms of pain they have experienced here in this dimension, turning ugliness into golden beauty.  In creating they are healing themselves and those around them. (The alchemy of art is everything.) Creating to elevate. We are okay and healing takes time.