Retrograde (Dec 3-22)

83C21132-3FBA-4A76-9CB6-EFBEF7AD4E1D.jpegRetrograde is beautiful. I visualize myself walking backwards with a bright light. I shine that light on all my shadows and all my past shit that I need to let go. Bye!- I say in a thick southern accent.  I set the intention to dance slowly as we retrograde. I set the intention to activate the patience God sent me. Take yo’ time and let’s retrograde. *Bankhead bounces in slow mo’  We are okay.

Article for ya :

http://foreverconscious.com/intuitive-astrology-mercury-retrograde-december-2017

 

 

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Alien Inner-rupted

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Earth is a mother fucker sometimes. Earthlings are motherfuckers sometimes.  My grandmother tells me to worry about myself, to release those people and things I can not change. Sometimes it feels so hard to do – you know? She tells me that I am okay over and over. You are okay. Never in my life have I clung to two letters so hard …O.K.  You are okay.  Happiness and peace that’s what I seek. Spending time angry at two people who just will never understand me has made me crazy. *Laughs  It doesn’t make sense to hold onto those feelings – fuck ‘em and and hug ‘em says the beautiful rachet warrior that lives within me.  Truthfully, who I believe I am is what matters.

A month ago I didn’t even want to be alive. There were a lot of reasons. I deleted those sentences then retyped them ‘cause that’s the fucking truth and if it makes you uncomfortable so what bihhh. I write for me and this blog is an act of love for me and my great granddaughter; the one who isn’t quite understood by her parents because their  minds aren’t expanded and healthy enough to truly appreciate her beauty. Great granny knows baby and you are okay.

I’ve learned that to stay alive, for me anyway, I just need one reason – one reason to be alive. On my worst day the only thing that kept me here was the feeling of the sun on my skin. *Laughs  I am infinitely grateful for the sunshine. The sun kept me alive on my darkest day. Earth is a motherfucker sometimes but I love this motherfucker and I’m not leaving yet.

T. Moon

I wrote this listening to Sylvan Esso – Sylvan Esso. Play it Right and Coffee on repeat.

 

 

 

 

Spirit of Teena

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Laying in the bed listening to Teena Marie
Wondering if he is the man for me
How many ways can love set me free?
Girl- you already free said Teena Marie
Free to be you
Focus on what you gotta do
It ain’t him
Don’t be out here on a limb
Free yo’ self
Step up off that shelf
Manifest some wealth
Increase yo’ health
Do you hear me?
You are magic
Yo’ shit ain’t tragic
Beautiful girl
This is yo’ world
Don’t you cry or even sigh
Get up!
We are on yo’ side
Girl- you are already free laughed Teena Marie

photo via – Pinterest

and She

She ran and she ran and she ran

and jumped straight through your chest and into your heart

and as she danced in your auricles and ventricles

vibrations of her essence drifted throughout your body and kissed your every thought

She danced and she danced and she danced

long gone you still feel her vibrations, her essence

in every cell

in every thought

She ran and she ran and she ran

Art Info:
Clarissa Rizal
Run World Run (2003)
Painting/Drawing/Print
via http://collections.si.edu/search/

Honest ’til the end of time

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When you speak to me I gaze into your third eye

Always have

So look at me in my third eye when you speak to me

This way I can see straight through that Chocolate iris and into your Indigo soul

We can’t lie when we look here

Here it is clear

Clear your words are true

True that you knew me

Before I ever met/touched/tasted/hated/

forgave and forgot  you

I am that vibration right beneath your ribs

I am in your heart where the light lives

I am those long walks you take

I am that art that you make

I am

I am

I am here

I am listening

I am trusting

We’ve grown apart to grow stronger

More growing we most do

and if the stars align just right

As the moon lights up the night

Like two trees our root systems will find one another

and pull us close

Like two trees deep in the forest we will stand

Strong silent loving swaying in the wind to the vibration of this life ’til the end of time

When you speak to me I gaze into your third eye

Always have

So look at me in my third eye when you speak to me

This way I can see straight through that Chocolate iris and into your Indigo soul

We can’t lie when we look here

Here it is clear

Clear your words are true

That you have always known me

And I have always known you

We are timeless

Ain’t no rush

I am here

I am listening

I am trusting

I am

I am

Art info:

The Goddess worshipped by the sage Chyavana from a Tantric Devi series (ca. 1660-1670)

Opaque watercolor on paper, gold, silver, and beetle wing

via Smithsonian American Art Museum (online)