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.
cold wrapped around her soul
she was becoming all-weather from the inside out
Sometimes I wish you would watch your words as much as those screens you love so much.
Lucky for your ass the patience I ordered off Amazon just arrived.
*Laughs
Chitty Chitty Namaste bihhhhh
The ocean seems to always find me, even in the middle of a New York forest.
These experiences are connected.
These experiences are connection.
I reflect on the connectedness of it all as leaves fall in that classically beautiful way that they do.
The ocean always seems to find me and for that I am grateful.
I have a garage full of art.
All of it most go.
My feet dangle off the side of the slightly wet footbridge. Large lush leaves in every hue of green gently sway in the lightly blowing winds. My ears enjoy the symphony of bird songs. Here I am taking a moment to stop along the path per usual. My turtle friend swims by reminding me to slow down, take my time, and be here now.
Slow down mind.
Slow down time.
fearlessly feel your feelings. you are human.
