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)

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Midnight Mauraderin’ for everyone/ every one

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

”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/