Fantastic Elastic

Time is elastic and so is she 

Together they folded back into themselves again and again and again 

Infinitely expanding into tomorrow with pointed intention aided by yesterday’s lessons and today’s present moment awareness  

Time is elastic and so is she


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Last Call

She called to his spirt in hopes that it would answer

In hopes that belief would find him in the night and wrap his consciousness in stars and shine light into his darkness

Opening him up to the beauty that is everything- to the love at his core

The queen calmed her own fears she knew that this may not be their time and her voice may not be the one for his ears

Maybe the moment for this pairing would be in the future when the king was ready for the work-when the king could really love himself, express his feelings, and find gratitude in each moment

Maybe she had to continue on her light filled journey alone- her solo act explosive enough to ignite his spirit

Life was too beautiful for her to stand waiting for too long

The king would find her but only after he found himself

Calling was draining

So the queen stopped calling and prayed to the Creator to release her from this task

He will find his way in his own time soothed the Creator

And away went the queen confidently into her destiny – because what was for her was for her

 

Money Talk$ with Tristan

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Where are we going?
What is happening to us?
Currency is currently all we see
But why? Who taught us this?
Why do we stack? What do we stack to attract?
Is currency all we see?
The root of all evil or is it?
Calling on the Creator to bless us so that we can achieve greatness – greatness that is external – an off shoot of that root
But what has the quest for currency currently gotten me and we?
Inflated egos credit card debit attempting to impress people we haven’t ever met via the Internet
Is currency all we see?
Is currency currently the only thing driving me?
Driving we?
Driving she and he and all?
Currency currency
Knowing that ultimately we could pay with our souls for this quest
But my quest for currency isn’t just for me you see the currency is to afford me the opportunity to permanently leave this race and buy back my time buy back my land buy back my family
Fuck a 9 to 5 lets just take a drive and enjoy that we are alive
Is currency all we see?
I see Harriet and she reminds me that an unbalanced quest for currency could create slavery
Ultimately it’s all tied to intention-I mean you can’t pay for Ascension
So the currency can’t be all I see
I must open my third eye and see all that is for me that I can’t buy
Is currency currently all I see?
No- I see freedom
I hear freedom ringing and it sounds like the nickels and quarters and dimes jingling in the pockets of my oppressors
I hear freedom ringing as I release my quest for the material holding onto my stacks so that this currency quest is not in vain
I remember that I am free in my mind spirit and heart and the currency and the quest for it is easy ( just use your gifts the Creator whispers) – and must be used to aid in the up keep of our internal happiness – so I must spend wisely save wisely and place value on what is real
Paying to live on planet that the Creator gave to us for free- backwards
Currency will not rule me
We are worth more than the millions we seek
Where are we going?
What is happening to us?
We are elevating and the currency will follow
We rule it because we are the true root of everything

Find Forever

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I found forever in the forest

Still I sat as winged creatures whizzed by leaving behind vibrations in the small bones of my ears

Still I sat as the leaves on trees swayed to the wind’s beat

Still I sat as the ants worked on in summer’s heat

Still I sat

And in the stillness forever appeared

Alice x the Ruger *unloaded

Put the gun down Alice.

The gun metal sparkled with the assistance of the moon light as Alice aimed.

“Who’s there!” yelled Alice never taking her eye of her targets standing 4 feet from the end of their lives and her ruger.

Put the gun down.

“”Fuck No!” yelled Alice.

“Do you know how long I have been chasing these demons? Do you?! They have taken my time, my energy, my resources!”

They have?

“Yes.” she answered stepping closer to her demons.

The targets stiffened.

I have questions Alice. 

This voice was familiar to Alice but she could not place it.

All that was within her urged her ears to listen closely.

Alice?

Why would you chase demons?

Where do they come from?

Have you sought to understand them?

Are you sure these demons are worth chasing?

Put the gun down Alice.

It seems a bit ridiculous to shoot to kill without understanding the truth of the situation- the truth of the lives of the spirits you are so ready to take. Especially because it seems that these demons are unarmed.

Her grip loosened on the ruger.

Look closer at these demons you chase.

Who are they?

Is this a good use of your time? energy? resources?

Have you created some of these demons?

Have you forced them to attack and act because you have been treating them like less then from the beginning, hand resting on the ruger ready to sear souls?

Is this your purpose Alice? To chase demons?

Have you cleansed the windows of perspective lately?

Who are your sources?

Are these beliefs rooted in fear or fearlessness?

Does the pursuit of these demons distract you from your true life purpose?

Alice’s eyes widened. “Shit.” she thought.

The awareness of her own fearful ignorance slammed into her left and right brain at the same time.

She put the gun down.

Breathe Alice.

You are uncomfortable- I feel it.

Just breathe. Growth and awareness can be uncomfortable.

Breathe.

Just breathe.

Could these demons not be demons at all but significant spirits necessary for you to encounter-growing you towards your destiny- which is unfolding moment by moment, choice by choice, response by response, experience by experience?

Spirits integral to your true purpose?

Spirits that will  teach you- aid in your growth -aid in your own ascension as you aid in theirs?

“Significant spirits,” Alice whispered as a tear of awareness slid down her cheek.

Remember Alice this is an even exchange- it always has been, it always will be.

If you chase demons they will chase you.

If you chase love it will chase you.

The only demons you need to vanquish are your own.

The rest leave to me. They can’t run from me.

The exchange begins with you.

So what do you wish to exchange?

Alice was breathing.

Alice was thinking- critically.

Alice was critically thinking.

And as the wheels of her machine like mind turned faster and faster she began to vibrate.

Answers flooded in. Assumptions flowed out.

“The exchange begins with me.” Alice said.

“While I can’t control the outcome of every moment, I can aid in the delivery and attraction of the highest vibrations by choosing to exchange that which I am. I am love at the basis of my existence and that is what I must strive to exchange even in situations that make me feel like pulling out the ruger.”

Alice stepped forward looked her demons straight in the eye, forgave them and let them go.

Get back on the path Alice. There are some beautiful things ahead. You are okay. Alice you are powerful. You don’t need the ruger.

“Who are you?,” Alice asked.

You know me Alice. You always have. 

When you need me call on me.

Let me be your ruger. – the Creator laughed and sent Alice down the path filled with love, hope, and fearlessness.

The Builder

THE BUILDER

She builds dreams without instructions

God-given intuition her guide

She builds dreams

As faces brown like hers and white like American history send her negative messages about who she is

Messages based largely on her gender, race, and sexuality – the outer most details of her deep existence

She builds dreams

As spirit reminds her that she should always look deeper then the surface of another’s epidermis to connect

Her circle of friends proof that she uses this knowledge

Besides no one knows better than her that is takes ALL faces to build dreams

She builds dreams

As she attempts to find love in a time when many are tuned out to the natural flow of love within their own being

She builds dreams

While she learns that to attract love, the authentic kind, that can fortify any foundation causing it to last for centuries and centuries she must be her truest self/her best self/ her highest self- She must BE love

She builds her dreams

And embraces the present moment as time flows by, the past behind her & forgotten

There is only now

She builds dreams

As the spirit of Amanayea reminds her to take care of her body – it is her most valuable tool

She builds dreams

As her spirit and her earth angels remind her of her own greatness and power when her strength wavers

She builds dreams

Because that is what the Creator created her to do -and in building her dreams and yours she adds to the beauty of this world that is collectively ours

There is space for ALL the dream builders

She builds dreams without instructions

God-given intuition her guide

Tiffany

Art Info:
William H. Johnson
Women Builders (1945)
Oil on paperboard
via Smithsonian American Art Museum (online)

Diversity = Evolution

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Written by Agnes Denes [Pen and ink on paper (1978)] Data Source:   Smithsonian American Art Museum

 I am diverse.

I am diverse in the thoughts that I think,

the prayers that I pray,

the clothes that I wear,

the company that I keep,

the environments I occupy.

I strive for diversity in many aspects of my life.

Diversity aids in the cultivation of my own evolution.

Self evolution begins in the mind.

I am diverse in the thoughts that I think,

the prayers that I pray,

the clothes that I wear,

the company that I keep,

the environments I occupy.

I embrace diversity in many forms because there is power in diversity.

There’s power, strength, wisdom, and love in the unification and inclusion of individuals and ideas that are diverse in nature.

Wake up to diversity in all things.

You are diverse.

We are diverse.

I am diverse.

Tiffany