Black hot

Snow drifted down melting on my melanin – it never had a chance

My inner light fire bright and strong third eyesight

Melting obstacles just like that snow

Each trial an opportunity to grow

Snow drifted down melting on my melanin – it never had a chance


Burn it Down Beautiful | It’s a New Year

Expectation burned hot on the back of my throat

Melted away intentionally with the Vick’s like vapors of optimism and blind faith I rubbed all over myself

It was time to heal and to believe in something more

Something real

Ambition radiated off my being

Anticipation of the new days and adventures to come wake me up earlier and keep me up later

The last few embers of the burning expectation give way to the warm coming of new words

New worlds

I am lit and this is only the beginning




Golden Solitude

Secluded she sang songs to herself
Each note took her higher and higher while somehow grounding her to earthly reality
Quiet is something you can feel
Secluded and safe she bathed in silence
Nothing about silence felt empty
Whole she felt
The transmutation of loneliness to golden solitude
She found her everything in silence
Secluded she sang songs to herself
Songs of love
Love of all that was
Love of all there is
Love of all that will be
Each note her little boat
On the river of calm and clarity
Secluded she sang songs


Home is where the heart is


Take 3 deep breaths and put your hand on your chest

Home is where the heart is and your heart is in your body

The temple of your body is your home

How are you taking care of your home?

Have you prayed in the temple for your temple?

Home Home

Home is where your heart beats

Where your nerves and brain meet

Heart Heart

Heart is where your home is

Royal Palm

[found this in an email to myself from 2014]

She rode thru old spaces
Thinking of all those places
The words that fell from faces
Their weight had held her down
Horrified that she would drown
She now realized that  fight she fought
And the fucked up shit it brought
Those actions were the offspring of fear
Amanayea came with the light & made it clear
Fear is Darkness meddling in your mind
Awakened to Truth she put fear’s ass in line
She refused to focus on the fuckedupness of life
the constant replaying of perceived strife
She rode thru old spaces
Thinking of all those places
The words that fell from faces
They were never holding her down-
They were building her up so she could wear the crown

Goodbye Robotic Love


Robotically she loved you till her circuits were fried

She had tried to love you- to stay true

But for you, she was not built

Can not compute
Can not compute

Sang her rose gold heart

So she had to reboot restart

Her frequencies had changed

Freed from robotic love her rose gold heart sang

True only to her own expansion

It was time to indulge in elevated love of self and everything else


Tiffany Moon

Golden Hearted, 2017

Acrylic and oil pen on canvas paper

8in x 10in



Alien Inner-rupted


Earth is a mother fucker sometimes. Earthlings are motherfuckers sometimes.  My grandmother tells me to worry about myself, to release those people and things I can not change. Sometimes it feels so hard to do – you know? She tells me that I am okay over and over. You are okay. Never in my life have I clung to two letters so hard …O.K.  You are okay.  Happiness and peace that’s what I seek. Spending time angry at two people who just will never understand me has made me crazy. *Laughs  It doesn’t make sense to hold onto those feelings – fuck ‘em and hug ‘em says the beautiful ratchet warrior that lives within me.  Truthfully, who I believe I am is what matters.

A month ago I didn’t even want to be alive. There were a lot of reasons. I deleted those sentences then retyped them ‘cause that’s the fucking truth and if it makes you uncomfortable so what bihhh. I write for me and this blog is an act of love for me and my great-granddaughter; the one who isn’t quite understood by her parents because their minds aren’t expanded and healthy enough to truly appreciate her beauty. Great granny knows baby and you are okay.

I’ve learned that to stay alive, for me anyway, I just need one reason – one reason to be alive. On my worst day, the only thing that kept me here was the feeling of the sun on my skin. *Laughs  I am infinitely grateful for the sunshine. The sun kept me alive on my darkest day. Earth is a motherfucker sometimes but I love this motherfucker and I’m not leaving yet.

T. Moon

I wrote this listening to Sylvan Esso – Sylvan Esso. Play it Right and Coffee on repeat.