Helm of the heart

Slightly overwhelmed she let her heart take the helm

No more resisting all the unknowing

Falling softly into another realm

Heart at the helm

Falling slowly into the realization that this too shall past

Clarity flows through her

A cleansing wave of reality

Resilience sparkles on her skin

Heart at the helm

Releasing overwhelm

As heavenly help arrives

The heart knows who to call

Heart at the helm

No more overwhelm

Image via https://widenerlibrary.tumblr.com

Title: La Nuit Venitienne (1913)

Midnight Mauraderin’ for everyone/ every one

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PJZJqlexc40&list=PLWbfSrjgisO8TZxuJcd1Q4xeeH8zUsPM2

https://music.apple.com/us/album/midnight/265670545?i=265670570

”Just drop us a pin.”

they pulled up in the dead of night with love and empathy for everyone

night work

light work

God sent

hell-bent on making you remember that you are heaven-sent

built for more you are

one of God’s brilliant stars

cosmically created

you are enough

they pulled up in the dead of night with love and empathy for every one

As Is Lovin’

Not being loved and accepted as is, by myself and others, has taught me to love and accept people, situations, things, and me as is.

I know this isn’t always easy with all the standards, judgments, mask-wearing and blah blah blah swirling around us but;

To be loved just as you are is powerful.

To be loved just as you are is healing.

To be loved just as you are is Godly.

To be loved just as you are is sacred.

It’s interesting, it seems to me that ”as is loving” incites growth and expansion organically.

I stand in gratitude.

Thank you for loving me as I am.

Writer’s Note : Mantra on white board in video created by Tanaaz

Flame on

Wrapped in knowing

Super charged by the words of her mother

She faced what had fractaled her foundation

Ashes to Ashes

Dust to Dust

Letting go of those old stories was a must

Making space for the new

Making space for the true

Ashes to Ashes

Dust to Dust

She released what had fractaled her foundation

Super charged by the love of her mother

Wrapped in growing

*flicks bic and lets it burn

https://downtoearthalien.com/2018/11/14/wheres-my-lighter/

death of a queen/ seat of consciousness

dear warrior queen,

meet us at the edge of darkness and the rim of light.

divided for too long we have been.

love,

i am + sister nature

I woke up to this letter pinned to the breastplate of my rose gold armor.

My heart always opens for them – I mean they are who I have been fighting for all these years… Right?

Dawning on me like the morning sun I realize that I am enslaved to this ”fight”

And if I am not free… then neither are they

So to free me is to free she because we are a we

Hmmm…

I denounce the crown and throw my selenite sword into the lake of fire

Back to the hell, it came from

I am willing to do anything to free us

War-torn

Forlorn and sensitive

This is no way to live or die

I walk back through the forest of forever

Dropping my armor as I go

Shaking this load off

I am headed to meet my selves at the rim of light, the edge of darkness

I hear them singing as I approach

Ahhhh, we’ve been waiting for you my love she says as sister nature nods -We saved you a seat…

to be continued…

Governing Body

I take that whole govern yourself accordingly shit seriously.

I know that my present moment responses will directly affect my future…

I move slower than my patience can handle sometimes – but I see the lesson in this too; I am building patience muscle.

My slow movement is so that I can give myself time to think and feel and then move deeper than those thoughts and feelings because inspired action infused with love comes from somewhere deeper- somewhere more in line with who God created us to be.

I know that it will get easier and more automatic to respond from a higher vibration place no matter who or what I encounter.

Mind still

Body still

Spirit move

Govern yourself accordingly Tiffany and remember you are supported.

Connected and protected

Hertz dispelling Hurt

Bathing in a sea of sound

She got lost in the beat

Changing in a way you could never see

Float on

Flow on

Light on

Washed away in the best way

Amplified by this electrical musical ride

The hertz dispelling the hurt

Vibrate on

Vacillate on

Love on

She got found in the beat

Bathing in a sea of sound

https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/heart-sounds/1453857619?i=1453857620

https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/sorry-original-demo/1460430561?i=1460430761

Writer’s Note: been swimmin’ in my heart lately – some late spring cleaning – makin’ space for some new shit…laughs

Lauren, Oro, and Ava

I people watch in the park.

I saw these fly young ladies.

I couldn’t help but want to be them a little.

Laughs.

Why?

In touch with nature,

Young,

beautiful,

brown,

full of potential…

Wait- What?

Laughs.

Reflections.

Connections.

I am what I attract?

I am what I see in the world?

I am but a reflection?

I am?

Who am I?

Am I fly too?

Am I the ugly I see?

Yea?

No?

Yea

Damn.

So.

All of it is beautiful.

All of us are beautiful.

Ugly Beautiful.

Beautiful Ugly.

Independent film.

I am?

Just am?

I don’t know.

Laughs.

I just am.

’Cause they are.

I am.

I am Oro.

I am Lauren.

I am Ava.

Nahh.

Yea.

I am me.

Laughs.

I people watch in the park.

Saw me in some fly young ladies.

We Am.