Cascading into the rebirth, the reawakening of Spring rescues me.
Keeping me from diving deeper into the abyss of the cold winter
Where shadows danced freely in the cavern of my mind
where the demons pause, to only rise in perfect timing
Reflection within brings forth the unsavory moments
the choices that paralyzed my light. The constriction of growth
Surviving that fallow time each year has been two fold.
Leaving the darkness to enter the Light, yet with a new
layer on my coat of arms.
Praising the lone journey. Instead of praising the unworthy.
The false prophets, Screaming their greatness to hide the shame.
I sin less here in the rebirth. Quietly walking the fields in bloom while they beckon the sun. I too seek the sun. Life force energy to cleanse me.
There is a truth here in our duality. Chaos and Peace. Love and Sorrow. Faith with Disbelief. In those shadow days we see this with clear vision. Sort it with divine faith and value the armor holding us
together.
To Spring I cast that cavern to the light. I cast myself into the awakening. No pause, no regret, just purpose.
Live...Love...Be
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 2:50 PM UTC
This time of year seems to take us down the rabbit hole of the past.
Wanting and needing to believe that the future holds those rainbows with pots of gold in the upcoming year.
Reflecting back on a past full of holes I use to feel that brokenness like it was yesterday, who am I kidding more like today.
Use too, being the key. You see, I own my part of the pain in a new way. I see the destruction of my marriage and my part, the moments stolen in a sense from my family because I was living in our sycosis. A false sense of love that fed that starved beast inside.
The lonely place that was a facade. Actually all we needed, wanted and desired was right there in front of us but we spoke a victims language that no one understood. Losing all of who we worked so hard to be, the actual us in the world and not the us floating on stars in the night sky.
Feeling so alive on the dark side of the moon caused my inner death.
As I mentioned reflecting on those moments I place my true love there. To heal. Not you anymore but the me that was so lost in the shadows of need. Now, my sacred space for love encompasses a love for all things, spaces, and filled up voids. It removes regret to
hold that space with forgiveness and the purest form of love.
The layers of a complex young girl, seeking the woman inside is fulfilled now.
You see, I own the sun, moon and stars now. They live in my daily life where divine dreams collide with the magnificent love I have for me...
Quirky, whole, funny, crazy, giving, loving, and kind. That's not just Lily it's Tracey. I love them both.
The future is mine, defined by me. In all ways, all days.
Blessings be...
Dec 28, 2025
Dec 28, 2025 at 7:38 AM UTC
This Christmas, may we gently set our differences aside
and remember what truly binds us together.
May we choose to be the light
a light of hope for our future,
shining through kindness, compassion, and understanding.
May we gather not only with family and friends,
but also in spirit with our neighbors and our world,
celebrating one another simply for being human.
May laughter be shared, hearts be softened,
and love be extended where it is needed most.
In moments of uncertainty or weariness,
may we never give up hope.
May we always hold onto the light within us,
the love that guides, heals, and reminds us
that even in the darkest seasons,
light is still born.
Wishing peace, love, and renewed hope
this Christmas and always. ✨🎄
Dec 22, 2025
Dec 22, 2025 at 8:13 AM UTC
When you truly know who you are, the noise of the world no longer demands your performance.
There is no race to run, no mask to wear, no stage to stand upon.
The quiet confidence of self-awareness dissolves the need to prove, to defend, or to explain.
Your worth does not live in another’s recognition…it rests in the core of your being. Knowing yourself is freedom. It is walking with peace because you no longer need to seek validation outside of you.
And when you stand in that knowing, the world feels it. Not because you tried to prove it, but because truth radiates effortlessly.
Dec 15, 2025
Dec 15, 2025 at 7:30 PM UTC
Honor the ending.
Allow yourself to grieve what has passed. Even if it no longer serves you, it shaped you. Closing chapters with gratitude creates space for the new.
Trust the pause.
The in-between is not emptiness; it is incubation. What feels like stillness is often preparation. Trust that unseen roots are growing beneath the surface.
Anchor in the present.
The mind wants to rush forward or cling backward, but the gift lies in now. Breathe, ground yourself, and notice the beauty of this moment.
Listen deeply.
In the quiet spaces of transition, your intuition speaks the loudest. Pay attention to whispers, signs, and inner nudges, they guide the way forward.
Hold hope gently.
The “not yet” will come in its time. Carry hope like a lantern, not a weight. Let it light your path without forcing the destination.
This is the sacred bridge between what has ended and what is arriving. Walk it slowly, with open hands and a steady heart.
Dec 15, 2025
Dec 15, 2025 at 7:24 PM UTC
Life isn’t just about the peaks of joy or the valleys of loss. It’s the whole spectrum, the living, the loving, the losing, and the learning.
Love, even when it ends, leaves traces of who we’ve become because of it. Every heartbreak shapes your heart into a vessel that can hold more wisdom, empathy, and depth than it could before.
When it all feels meaningless, it’s usually because you’re standing in the space between what you’ve lost and what you haven’t yet found. That’s the hardest part, the “in-between”. But, it’s also where transformation happens. The meaning of life may not be a fixed answer; it might be a process of becoming. It’s the art of continually creating meaning, even when things fall apart.
Sometimes, the “point” of it all isn’t to avoid heartbreak but to grow from it, to keep loving despite it, and to use every experience to become more whole, more human, and more awake. In that way, the very moments that feel meaningless can, in time, reveal a deeper meaning you couldn’t see yet.
Dec 15, 2025
Dec 15, 2025 at 7:19 PM UTC
Life is full of things we’ll never truly understand. Not because we didn’t try, but because some truths live quietly in the spaces we cannot reach. Between what is said and what is felt, between what is given and what is withheld, there are entire worlds of meaning that go unseen.
We walk through our days brushing up against other souls, some we love, some we lose, some we only meet in passing — and yet, we rarely know the depth of their story. We don’t know the silent battles fought behind steady eyes, the prayers whispered in solitude, or the moments when they thought they might not make it through.
We may never know the way someone admired our courage from afar, or the way our kindness changed a day we thought went unnoticed.
There are also the unknowns within ourselves. The emotions we buried before we understood them. The reasons we reacted instead of responded. The lessons that arrived disguised as heartbreak. We carry within us entire constellations of moments that shaped us in ways we can’t yet see.
And then, there is the ache of unknowing in love, not knowing why someone left, or what part of us they still carry; not knowing the full truth of what was felt, or what was only hoped for.
There’s a quiet sadness in realizing that connection doesn’t always mean clarity. Some love stories remain unfinished, suspended in mystery, teaching us that closure isn’t always necessary for peace.
Perhaps this is the great beauty of life: that it humbles us with mystery. That it reminds us we don’t have to know everything to feel deeply, to live honestly, or to love fully. The unknown keeps us open, to wonder, to compassion, to the infinite unfolding of what it means to be human.
Because maybe the point was never to know it all.
Maybe the point was to keep discovering, piece by piece, the sacred depth of what it means to feel.
Dec 15, 2025
Dec 15, 2025 at 7:06 PM UTC
Love is sacred…not the fleeting kind that fades with time,
but the eternal current that flows through the soul.
It asks for clarity, honesty, and the courage to remain open.
When we hold onto pain, resentment, or fear,
the pathway becomes cluttered with shadows.
Yet when we forgive, when we choose compassion over pride,
the light returns…and love can breathe again.
To keep the pathway to love clear
is to tend it like a sacred garden.
We pull the weeds of doubt, water it with trust,
and stand in awe of what grows there.
Love is not something we chase~
it is something we allow.
It is the soul’s truest expression,
and when the way is open,
it will always find its way home.
Love…
Dec 15, 2025
Dec 15, 2025 at 7:03 PM UTC
A few years ago, I had a quiet intuition. About all the negativity clinging to the bottom of this 3-D world. All of the low vibrational sludge we ignore or numb ourselves to, would one day rise to the surface. I imagined a kind of spiritual cleansing, a global flip where what was hidden would be cleared away.
What I didn’t imagine was the scale of what would be revealed.
When the flip came, it didn’t just expose old shadows. It illuminated the cruelty we show each other as human beings, the suffering we allow for animals, and the disrespect we’ve shown the very earth that holds us. Seeing all of it…so raw, so unfiltered, has been painful.
There are days when the heaviness of it sits in my chest like a stone, when I can’t help but feel overwhelmed by the depth of our brokenness.
And yet… something in me still understands that this exposure has a purpose.
Light can’t heal what it can’t see. And maybe this collective surfacing…this uncomfortable unveiling …is part of our evolution. Part of our remembering. Part of our return.
Even when my heart aches at the darkness we’re capable of, I find myself reaching toward something higher: the steady, compassionate presence of Christ consciousness. Not as a religion, but as a frequency of love that refuses to abandon us. A reminder that while we need saving, we also hold the power to save ourselves, by choosing differently, by seeing clearly, by healing what has been brought into the light.
The world feels flipped inside out right now. But perhaps this is how transformation begins: with nothing left to hide, and everything left to heal.
The current events prompted these thoughts. I refuse to melt into the madness of this world. Instead I pray, manifest and see the “I am” in you and I…🦋
Blessings be🙌🏻
Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 7:12 AM UTC
Through many lifetimes I have known you
the signs and symbols are seared into the delicate
pores of my skin
I am done being robbed of your love for me
tired of fading to the back for the wrong person
to shine
You see...
My heart beats to sustain me and yet the flow
of life belongs to you...and the resistance of this angers me
from inside my glass house
When some people close their eyes they can see,
feel and breathe their loved one in as if they were
right there...with you and I we do this with eyes wide open
Our fire touches us in places we never knew existed
Our water has kissed our lips and saturated our souls
Our air has felt the heaves of our chests in peaking passion
Our earth is waiting to feel our foundations weight
Blending the you in I will remove the stories never written
from my skin
only then will you be able to write our own story
My skin...your ink
eternal
Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 7:08 AM UTC