Self Portrait #499

I take many self-portraits. My favorite photographer asked me what I was trying to capture here.

What was I trying to capture?

What did I capture?

In this particular moment I had no where to be, no emails to response to, no disputes to settle, no brainstorming sessions- nothing.

I’m thankful for the responsibilities that I have chosen to take on but damn, it feels good to put it on pause for a moment.

I was remembering to just be. The sunshine was out and the breeze was blowing. Freshly washed and styled hair and my makeup free face amplified deep feelings of clear headedness or the clarity of mind I felt… feel.

Clarity – my favorite kind of charity. *Laughs

The abstract pattern the shadows casted on the wall made me think of my own journey. I am identifying and breaking my own patterns of darkness in efforts to make space and further open my heart to the light, creating my own abstracted pattern of varying hues of internal illumination. They need each other, the rays of light and darkness, for contrast and interest.

It’s my responsibility to manage my inner light and I do, with the help of earthly and heavenly guidance. ( Thank y’all kindly. *smiles wide)

What was I trying to capture here?

What did I capture here?

I captured my wholeness in every sense of the verb.

From the inter webs via The New Oxford American Dictionary

Writer’s Note: I wrote example sentences to each meaning of the word capture- it felt divine and maybe I’ll circle back and share another time. O and yes- Happy Valentine’s Day mothacluckas.



supa celestial love

1/21/2019 2:18am

Dear Moon,

My hands are freezing but I do not want to go inside. From your bright light, I can not hide. No need to lie, I love you, we all know it’s true. The way you move through the sky as you do…. oh… girl- I love you. I stutter, stop and stammer as you light up my life. Recharged I feel as I heal. This love – this love is real.

Thank you Lovely Luna.

Love,

A celestial student

Back to Black

Back to black we go

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Into the swirling powerful nothingness that is everything

Back to black we go

Saturated with it’s sleekness

The positive

The negative

The brave

The fearful

Back to black we go

Soaked in honesty and purity

Back to black we go

Back to love we go

Tiffany