She came in peace
I knew your Dad was the one when I told him that family members have suggested I get braces and he calmly responded, “Fuck some braces.”
Sometimes our love is just as crooked as my bottom teeth- we aren’t perfect. But what we have it is real – for better or worse.
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
Home is where the heart is
Stop
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
I visited Storm King Art Center yesterday. It was divine. The sculptures made me think a lot about proportion and perspective. I felt tiny standing in the open fields with the massive art and large and infinite within. Balance. Perspective. Proportion. I felt the bigness of the ideas of those artists. Every vista was visually illuminating. We are all deserving of beautiful space to create. As I waited for the bus at the end of the day I watched the leaves fall -performance art. *Laughs Below are a few pictures and the link to the Storm King Art Center. Sidenote: Aziz Ansari’s Master of None, season 2 episode nine 9 featured this museum. Check that out too if you didn’t already binge watch it the day after it came out. I love that show.
Art by: Ursula von Rydingsvard-Luba; Alyson Shotz- Mirror Fence; Zhang Huan- Three Legged Buddha; Tal Streeter; Endless Column; Heather Hart- Outlooks; Andy Goldsworthy- Storm King Wall; Menashe Kadishman; Suspended
Do you remember who you are? You are cosmic at your root love.
Celestial Me
Acrylic on Canvas/ 1 small crystal
36in x 36in
She called to his spirt in hopes that it would answer
In hopes that belief would find him in the night and wrap his consciousness in stars and shine light into his darkness
Opening him up to the beauty that is everything- to the love at his core
The queen calmed her own fears she knew that this may not be their time and her voice may not be the one for his ears
Maybe the moment for this pairing would be in the future when the king was ready for the work-when the king could really love himself, express his feelings, and find gratitude in each moment
Maybe she had to continue on her light filled journey alone- her solo act explosive enough to ignite his spirit
Life was too beautiful for her to stand waiting for too long
The king would find her but only after he found himself
Calling was draining
So the queen stopped calling and prayed to the Creator to release her from this task
He will find his way in his own time soothed the Creator
And away went the queen confidently into her destiny – because what was for her was for her
Where are we going?
What is happening to us?
Currency is currently all we see
But why? Who taught us this?
Why do we stack? What do we stack to attract?
Is currency all we see?
The root of all evil or is it?
Calling on the Creator to bless us so that we can achieve greatness – greatness that is external – an off shoot of that root
But what has the quest for currency currently gotten me and we?
Inflated egos credit card debit attempting to impress people we haven’t ever met via the Internet
Is currency all we see?
Is currency currently the only thing driving me?
Driving we?
Driving she and he and all?
Currency currency
Knowing that ultimately we could pay with our souls for this quest
But my quest for currency isn’t just for me you see the currency is to afford me the opportunity to permanently leave this race and buy back my time buy back my land buy back my family
Fuck a 9 to 5 lets just take a drive and enjoy that we are alive
Is currency all we see?
I see Harriet and she reminds me that an unbalanced quest for currency could create slavery
Ultimately it’s all tied to intention-I mean you can’t pay for Ascension
So the currency can’t be all I see
I must open my third eye and see all that is for me that I can’t buy
Is currency currently all I see?
No- I see freedom
I hear freedom ringing and it sounds like the nickels and quarters and dimes jingling in the pockets of my oppressors
I hear freedom ringing as I release my quest for the material holding onto my stacks so that this currency quest is not in vain
I remember that I am free in my mind spirit and heart and the currency and the quest for it is easy ( just use your gifts the Creator whispers) – and must be used to aid in the up keep of our internal happiness – so I must spend wisely save wisely and place value on what is real
Paying to live on planet that the Creator gave to us for free- backwards
Currency will not rule me
We are worth more than the millions we seek
Where are we going?
What is happening to us?
We are elevating and the currency will follow
We rule it because we are the true root of everything
