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

Late Bloomin’

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Tiffany Moon
Late Bloomin’ 
Acrylic on Canvas
58” x 24″

When I paint it is my higher self speaking through/to me. In this case she was telling me that blooming late is beautiful. Ain’t no rush.

This painting needs more time to grow.

Ain’t no rush.

*Continues to paint in the garden

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Beautiful Distractions

I am ever so slightly distracted today

Can I just lay in the cocoon of comfy that is my bed?

Dreams of  romance make me giggle as I pluck them out of  my priority list and release them to the future

I have papers to write, affirmations to say, prayers to pray… and squats to put off until tomorrow

Laughs

I am ever so slightly distracted today

The present moment feels so good I just want to create something in celebration of it

So I step out of my cocoon of comfy intending to make something of this day

Yet I am still ever so slightly distracted today

My responsibilities seem close and far away – suspended in time by procrastination

Is it okay that I procrastinate?

Because O my have you seen the sky and how the clouds creep by in the most delicious dance

Mother’s sun warmed earth wrap my feet in beams of light melting all my worries away

Today am I really distracted?

Yeah

But I will make space for these distractions -these beautiful distractions

Alice x the Ruger *unloaded

Put the gun down Alice.

The gun metal sparkled with the assistance of the moon light as Alice aimed.

“Who’s there!” yelled Alice never taking her eye of her targets standing 4 feet from the end of their lives and her ruger.

Put the gun down.

“”Fuck No!” yelled Alice.

“Do you know how long I have been chasing these demons? Do you?! They have taken my time, my energy, my resources!”

They have?

“Yes.” she answered stepping closer to her demons.

The targets stiffened.

I have questions Alice. 

This voice was familiar to Alice but she could not place it.

All that was within her urged her ears to listen closely.

Alice?

Why would you chase demons?

Where do they come from?

Have you sought to understand them?

Are you sure these demons are worth chasing?

Put the gun down Alice.

It seems a bit ridiculous to shoot to kill without understanding the truth of the situation- the truth of the lives of the spirits you are so ready to take. Especially because it seems that these demons are unarmed.

Her grip loosened on the ruger.

Look closer at these demons you chase.

Who are they?

Is this a good use of your time? energy? resources?

Have you created some of these demons?

Have you forced them to attack and act because you have been treating them like less then from the beginning, hand resting on the ruger ready to sear souls?

Is this your purpose Alice? To chase demons?

Have you cleansed the windows of perspective lately?

Who are your sources?

Are these beliefs rooted in fear or fearlessness?

Does the pursuit of these demons distract you from your true life purpose?

Alice’s eyes widened. “Shit.” she thought.

The awareness of her own fearful ignorance slammed into her left and right brain at the same time.

She put the gun down.

Breathe Alice.

You are uncomfortable- I feel it.

Just breathe. Growth and awareness can be uncomfortable.

Breathe.

Just breathe.

Could these demons not be demons at all but significant spirits necessary for you to encounter-growing you towards your destiny- which is unfolding moment by moment, choice by choice, response by response, experience by experience?

Spirits integral to your true purpose?

Spirits that will  teach you- aid in your growth -aid in your own ascension as you aid in theirs?

“Significant spirits,” Alice whispered as a tear of awareness slid down her cheek.

Remember Alice this is an even exchange- it always has been, it always will be.

If you chase demons they will chase you.

If you chase love it will chase you.

The only demons you need to vanquish are your own.

The rest leave to me. They can’t run from me.

The exchange begins with you.

So what do you wish to exchange?

Alice was breathing.

Alice was thinking- critically.

Alice was critically thinking.

And as the wheels of her machine like mind turned faster and faster she began to vibrate.

Answers flooded in. Assumptions flowed out.

“The exchange begins with me.” Alice said.

“While I can’t control the outcome of every moment, I can aid in the delivery and attraction of the highest vibrations by choosing to exchange that which I am. I am love at the basis of my existence and that is what I must strive to exchange even in situations that make me feel like pulling out the ruger.”

Alice stepped forward looked her demons straight in the eye, forgave them and let them go.

Get back on the path Alice. There are some beautiful things ahead. You are okay. Alice you are powerful. You don’t need the ruger.

“Who are you?,” Alice asked.

You know me Alice. You always have. 

When you need me call on me.

Let me be your ruger. – the Creator laughed and sent Alice down the path filled with love, hope, and fearlessness.

Diversity = Evolution

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Written by Agnes Denes [Pen and ink on paper (1978)] Data Source:   Smithsonian American Art Museum

 I am diverse.

I am diverse in the thoughts that I think,

the prayers that I pray,

the clothes that I wear,

the company that I keep,

the environments I occupy.

I strive for diversity in many aspects of my life.

Diversity aids in the cultivation of my own evolution.

Self evolution begins in the mind.

I am diverse in the thoughts that I think,

the prayers that I pray,

the clothes that I wear,

the company that I keep,

the environments I occupy.

I embrace diversity in many forms because there is power in diversity.

There’s power, strength, wisdom, and love in the unification and inclusion of individuals and ideas that are diverse in nature.

Wake up to diversity in all things.

You are diverse.

We are diverse.

I am diverse.

Tiffany

The Birth of an Idea

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I’ve given birth  many times but I have no children.

I give birth to ideas.

During the right life experience, visual, physical, mental,and emotional sensations  shoot through my mind touching all the right spots causing an orgasm of thought.

This union of myself and life experience spark creation and the seed of an idea is planted.

I begin to feel my idea growing inside the womb of my mind. I nourish it with information and love. I crave silence and chamomile tea. There are sleepless nights and occasionally I am irritable.

 Then I give birth.

Pushing, Praying, Painting, Poems, Pottery, Photos

Whoosh

My idea is born.

This little creation will one day be my big idea. As it grows I must remember to have no expectations – I will simply guide it.

Although it is my idea, this creation still has a destiny, a journey, and a purpose all of its own.

I am a woman.

Through me life passes.

So it feels quite natural to birth ideas and give you all life.

I’ve given birth many times but I have no children.

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Painting Information:
Hananian Harari (1912-2000)
The Beauty Parlor (1937)
Oil on canvas 
via: http://collections.si.edu/search/
Photo courtesy of: T.R.