spaceship soulship solo trip

Sketch, Me

Turns out my spaceship is a one-seater

Not too much space in the trunk either

Solo flights in the middle of the night to the highest of heights

Long conversations with my own soul make me whole – again and again

Taking back my time and attention from this dimension

I turn it all inward- focused ascension

Turns out my spaceship is one seater

I’ll feel you when you get here

Full moon zoom

Full moon

Not here a moment too soon

Who are you? asks my inquiring mind for the millionth time

Who

Are

You

?

Ummmmm

I …

Uhhh…

i.

i am

i am the silence that follows your question

Full mind

Releasing every thought we’ve ever thought

Releasing every ex and every hex

Releasing every moment and memory that is not now

Passing the past

Stepping into now

Empty mind

Abundant heart

Oscillating body

Star kissed shoulders

i am

Full moon

Not here a moment too soon

Thank you

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https://music.apple.com/us/album/psilocybin-love-in-full-effect-feat-dr-chill/1440907359?i=1440908329

September Reign/Rain

I sketched myself as Virgin de Guadalupe and wrote this poem in September. Better late then never player.

As it thundered and stormed

she prepared to leave

all-weather she was

Come inside! yelled the fretful

You won’t survive! yelled the fearful

like an owl her head turned to face them one last time

is this what you call living?

resting fearfully on the periphery of your so called humanity

Inside these boxes – surviving

this could be your last September she said to them all

silence weighed heavy on the moment

nothing was the same

they could never go back

true colors had been shown

from the lessons she had grown

You can live this life faithfully or live it fearfully

not my business either way she said with a smile

good luck in this lifetime

Now it’s time for me to live mine

stepping into the storm she became one

with the wind

the rain

the pain

and burst into golden light

Transcending the bullshit

Hello October

Are you ready to start over?

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