the ’ville made ’em real

Dear J. Cole,

Thank you bra. Thank you for all of them but especially this one.

Love,

An oldest child with similar roots

*Laughs 1 time for Germany and 10 times for Fayetteville, NC

Music reaches. Music teaches.

Music heals.

supa celestial love

1/21/2019 2:18am

Dear Moon,

My hands are freezing but I do not want to go inside. From your bright light, I can not hide. No need to lie, I love you, we all know it’s true. The way you move through the sky as you do…. oh… girl- I love you. I stutter, stop and stammer as you light up my life. Recharged I feel as I heal. This love – this love is real.

Thank you Lovely Luna.

Love,

A celestial student

Daughter of the Moon / Son of the Ocean

Mother Moon descended from the clouds in shimmering splendor

Her eyes twinkled and the faint smell of roses flowed from her hair 

The stars are yours my darlings she said as she gently wrapped us in her blessings 

The stars are ours 

The time is now

Let us align 

Writer’s Note: Send some loving thoughts and energy my way if you could.  Thank you. 

Blessings, Your Cosmic Penpal

[An excerpt from a cosmic conversation]

I’ve been very ”in my feelings” in a beautiful way. I think Venus Retrograde has something to do with it. I feel like I’m floating through my own inner worlds. Reversing through my own love stories,platonic, romantic, and familial, pulling apart the experiences, keeping what I need and want. Throwing a lot away. A lot.

I’ve been creating for myself even more it helps with the feelings. I have a new appreciation for my collective experience.
This experience feels like a romance of self.

I’ve been getting up very early- morning silence is golden.

I’m learning to slow down and savor moments that I enjoy.

*Savors moment*

I was super in love with these 2 song many many moons ago. Apparently, I’m retrograding through music too.

Writer’s note: We make time for what we want to make time for. We do our best. Patience

drip drip

Abundance drips from our everything though we perceive lack

That shit is wack

We are rich in ways we don’t value enough

Yea, this existence is rough

But please believe with me that we have more than enough

Come through gratitude

Come through riches