Retrograding Woman/ Venus

There are four fire signs fistfighting in the fifth house

Venus must be retrograding

I laugh to myself

Mostly sure my Karmic debits are paid

God closed my eyes for a few moments to  remind me to feel

That is what will heal

Once so worried about using my eyes forgetting  to feel the vibe

Almost left the tribe

I smile now

That’s past and I ’ve learned to appreciate the contrast

A little more than $2 to my name and no desire for fame

I smile

It’s been a while since I’ve be here in the clear with no fear

There are four fire signs fistfighting in the fifth the house

Venus must be retrograding

But it’s okay because love is on the way

 

 

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believing

Beliefs are powerful. I find myself sifting through my beliefs and challenging my self to examine how those beliefs inform my life.

Belief.

What are four beliefs that stir up hope and faith for you? ( This question is for me)

I have observed some rather disturbing things in society this week.

I am choosing to believe that we are more than this negativity, division, and hate and that all this darkness will lead us to the light that exists within us and around us.

 

Notes to our mini

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.

 

 

 

As is

How many times do you think that a man has completely missed the true beauty of a woman by wasting time thinking about what she wasn’t? *laughs

* turns up All Night Long by the Frowning Clouds

Ain’t no baby mamas bih. (Inside joke)

You gotta love she as is. That’s it.

Know your worth then tell these mothercluckers.

 

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
Purpose
Focus
Heaven
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

Heart/Home

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

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