Divine Mama

She wakes me up to draw her

So she can pray

For me

For we

Divine mothers appear at every turn

Teaching me

Leading me

Learned God is a black woman

Praying more fervently now

It all makes sense

And then it doesn’t again

Two headed not two faced

Hearing the words they don’t say

Seeing the pain and the peace they don’t display

Don’t try to hide it I’ll see it anyway

She wakes me up to draw her

So she can pray

for me

for we

Divine mothers appear at every turn

Soul Shares:

https://dcs.megaphone.fm/CAD7333497420.mp3?key=e5dfdae458a46d25d1abebf7dde12c5b

https://music.apple.com/us/album/get-free/1453748262?i=1453748439

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=AP73UWf0FE4

Art: Charcoal on paper – Tiffany Nicole

Rooting for revival

Sketch by Me

She sat silently resting in the forest of her heart.

We can remain stuck in fear & holding on to the past, or we can use our past experiences to move confidently into the future. – Tanaaz

These words echoed throughout the canyons of her mind as strong winds of change began to blow in and around her.

Two cardinals flew by with a message.

When the roots are deep, there is no need to fear the wind. – Unknown

She stood faithfully and fearlessly in the forest of her own heart as her body began moving forward in time with the divine.

And so it is.

Sonic symphony for forward motion: https://music.apple.com/us/playlist/is-she-flying/pl.u-zPyLLJPFxA8RER