“When the hologram of everything you don’t want to be (angry, hurt, ill or in despair) is on the other side of your world, even hearing or witnessing these feelings can challenge your mind to appreciate all that you are creating in your own mind and feel that much stronger about who You are and what you’ve become throughout the years.

Remember the route and the cause: to create a new chapter, and that is something to be proud of.”

“Unmask your Purpose and let it Breathe.”

Keeping up with the Sandbags

Realizing it hurts    
         Allows oneself to find
Eyes just judge
         Courageous
Let me express or leave
         Character in a circle unknown
All attempts to connect    
         Exonerates
Ties my bonds up in string      
         Power exhausted
Empties my cup
         To create and understand
         An identity unknown
Teaches me to trust
my tears  
         Memories uprooted from the ground    
persist
Owning them is living  
          Emblematic emotions make me want to feel needed
          Feel what it feels like  
                 to mourn
         And that’s importance

Spirit Led
Our Bodies forget
The Soul Formulates
But cannot forget
When it remembers
The Spirit of it's own creativity

Erasures from a past turning inward
The present is the “as if” the could be of what might have been
It shifted
It changed
A reenactment
of past choices I made

Made me new
A thought
An act of habit
Repeated over time
Became the resolve

To change my life.
That was all I ever needed to
Bring me back down to grounding.

“What will change me cannot do me harm.”

“Become uplifted in claimed rejuvenation.”

The butterfly splits in passion
Scenes
Expanding
Contracting
Intimacy


Dancing
A Pregnant  
Exotic

On the wall

Distracted by the distance
Walking on tattered roads  
Ocellated eyes found me

Cold thoughts
Wandered
Another mile gone

New words entered
And were sewn

The reality of what might be  
too much to bear
But the need never came near
to haunt my thoughts again
I let it be...

5 years later.

The forward of
of a fresh chapter
writes in feathers
You’re still there  

Like a book
newly released
speaking in printed form
Substance
hydrolyzed

Reflecting on its parts
Sectioned into twos
like a grapefruit and its humanness

The core is heaven  
Melting into uncharted territories  
I am willing to go

I met the uniqueness of a friend
Turned lover  
Transformed into
all that was
solid
fluid
flowing
like water
chemically  
Magnetic


And I found this treasure

Connecting to my Vision

Learning to Trust with my whole heart

Loving the realization that it has

always been
in

Me.

To do this.

“Art reflects back to us the nuances of what we are secretly needing from others
who haven’t been able to give.

That is why I am so specific in the details and delivery of all my actions.

I depend on my consciousness to make up for any of those I might have wished to go differently, so that I can create my new world and own it’s peak simultaneously.

Take down the mask and reveal all your truths waiting to be seen, to be heard, to be felt, to be imagined and you won’t feel disappointed by another’s”.

Have you ever imagined what it feels like to be a missing piece

The sweet precision of what you live to feel

Introducing yourself to new roles
and positions

To absorb
To admit
To respond
To participate

What is reality but a source of our current condition of consciousness

Consider this

Control is nothing but the power of a sword
Stuck in the dead of winter

Gem in the Hollow
Holographic signs
make my new mind blind

Mind blown
Freak show
Broke bonds
Bound in brick foam


Guide yourself
Ask yourself

Feel what's been given
Learn the stones of transition

Find the tranquility to be one
with your soul

Let go
Like the
Odonota (infraorder)
En pose

Moving alongside
A butterfly's eyes
Black and gold
Gleaming inside
Her wingspan
Stream
Below

Represents your mindset
Flow
With me

Glow and glide
With me

In memories afloat

Underneath a Rose

Petals whispering

“Hello” can you hear me?
This feels like Mystified aloe
Trust me.

Citrionic tears
do not forget
iconic

This could be
Paradise Found

“A butterfly’s wings are always filled
with color no matter how blind they may feel. Appreciate your own greatness and
know support will find you in many different rays.”

“Not knowing the difference between 'acceptance' and 'friendly tolerance' is how we lose out most if not all of the time when we are out of focus”.  #truthsrule

As I revel
like a star
A revelation in the star
falls down
into my palm
It knows
the truth

My life is... wholesome bleeding creative
dynamics
sharpening the corners
printing color
poignantly defining every
formulating layer
to help me grow

Acrylic paints
On the surface
What’s inside?

Learning to lead with my heart my intuition
Redefined
Creating my truth

Embracing the flow
of empathy
For the unknown

I will Lead.
Because
I AM.

An unbroken home:
Flourishing everything over and under the moon.
Life is.. what you I make it.
What I make it.
And that is something I can own.
My life. I can make it.

“Growth is paramount to life and love“.

These are our lives.
So let’s protect them.

Let’s empower them
To be bold and to live
Extraordinary open windows

Love
Support
Hope
Truth
Faith
Humility
Courage
Mastery

And well-being.

Let us work on and towards
This is Reflective healing.

For this is (our) collective healing.

Everything you choose can and will show  up for you. Any form of struggle- emotional or physical harm comes when we lose who we are.
We can only get it back when we are authentic in our deliberation to intentionally find ourselves through the art of our own personal “creator identities”.

To feel better automatically you have to live like you are at your best in your body.

In Me

I build the rest of the Revolution on a precipice of uniqueness
my purity doesn't exist
neither does yours

But I am still wholly yours
as much as I can be

I shall be more
These are days of the age

And no feeling does break what will not pour
It is held in my print
Written on my palms
I am unmoored

Heart bearing evolutionary wisdom
in every moment
Like a mirror
of the Queen
of Sheba
performing beauty infinity
Infinitely

it remains like a figure on an icebox
shadows around my face
insides squirming
And it feels so good


I just want to dance with you
down an avenue
when my smile feels you close
That’s when I knew.
That’s when we begin.

Your work is to learn how to be mindful of  the inharmonious balance that equates to a mismatch between words and actions.

Your inner and outer life is developed through a skill set of curiosity, creative altitude, and intentional integrity.

I physically feel my imagination expanding upon my creativity today the more I tap into my unconscious explore and allow myself to make clear and subconscious choices.
I feel my own intention literally taking place in my brain. I invite you to love it.

Flowing movements, striking poses, loving thoughts.

When you get a glimpse of how much observed pain they have
It makes you want to stay away

Flee the scene

Wither into moonlight
Gaslight the words until they feel like …
A dial never received

Pretzel shell our bodies
Collapsed there

Heart to heart
Here
But not for me

Curve em
When they get too wordy
These stories
are…

Hard
wave crushin
on the ear
Repetitive
Like sound bites
Hardened on the inside
threatening to hear

The tone becomes
More and more unnecessary.


They do that thing with their mask on
Corks in the shame
Lasts the night away

Sick in a bed
On a sofa bench
Physical depletion
Hurts the pain
Covers up the fear when there’s nothing left
To say
and a megabit to share
Nobody to blame but them.

Strike out.

But the past and the pastor who told him to keep on prayin’
Stop the lyin’
Embrace the game

Even though it’s killin’ your brain

Like pop up blocks mergin’
From a black jack in the box

And One big sound wave

I’m like a virtuoso
Crippin’
on the break
But I knocked one down
With 20 years to go

I am an unresolved question
With Responses
Ready to flow
Waiting to go
But unprepared to show

Who I am and why I’ve become so unemotional

So burnt out and broken down
When all those blondies used to know
The real me.. now I’m a different Maverick
On the Hill
Father passing
Nothing really matters
He says: I’m cancelling Life out
“And Life has changed for me once again”

Those times
made my story ill
And now all I have is the fear of existence begging me to feel fulfilled
But I never will

Isolation
Attempts to brush away the flashbacks
Of my life
Calling out for help
When glam was my only pill

They’ll move one step forward.
Unsteadily. Still trying to make it.
Running from the shame of their own shadow

To be a supernatural being is equal to the ultimate of God’s love.

“A true creator is a dreamer, a visionary, a leader, an entrepreneur, a winner who just won’t give up.”

It’s been 8 years
As I keep walking down a path that seems to be winding and winding I’ve let all of the memories go.

They do creep up on me sometimes
As they do for all us. That is normal.

And when those moments happen
I recenter myself and know that newness is possible

All that I’ve been asking for is happening right now in this present moment.

As I keep recreating
Every new opportunity
that awaits me
They are here for us
For you

<3 Before you find your soulmate, you must first reach your own soul <3

Art is the deepest dwelling place to discover it with both intent of chance and spontaneous action on your side.

My emotions scream
They make me siege to your command

Hollowing clutters of fallen ashes

When we both retire
from this hot air balloon dream
that we seemed to once aspire

Those isotopic memories lost me now

An illusion that falls as quickly as it seems
to the knees that never fully grasp
reality in its intention

That gives me the realness of who you are
No postponement.
This is down to maintenance man!

Love is too holy to be left alone
Walking backwards
Down the black alley of regret
And the misstep of dissatisfaction

I swear that is death to me.

Love is NOT blind. It is very real and visible. I have embodied it and that is why I realize It is magikal.

You will feel it when it happens.
It will not be disguised. And it certainly will not be capable of passing you by without you knowing.

For there are never tricks, excuses, tactics, begets, mind f*s, complaints, or desperate desires involved in this kind of love game.

Body
The words we call things

What we say defines so much of who we
Claim

99% form
1% human
Listening and reading an outside reality
Observing block by block

Taking it one day at a time

To You,

I was the page
So no one could put me together

No one could read me
like nobody could read you

I felt like a duplicate script

My life on a dime
with spiral

If I could survive
I think I'd drink my shot at life
in a glass of moscato filled with ice and savor

We have limited moments here on earth
Can you give me a sign from heaven?

Would it be safe to say
that you'll be on my side
In the end?

Is heaven such a thing that truly exists? Because I see sanction and the fruits of life in its eyes.

Only God knows how this life lies in times of trialed errors, mischievous days, in my many moments of masked disguise.

The Universe is real. Knowing that helps make me anchoring me down.

You'll be amazed by what you attract after you start believing in what you deserve.

Choice, Chance, Change.
You must make the Choice, to take a Chance, if you want something in your life to Change to make you.

I just want to go where love is alive, not afraid to prove it, where there is no way to lose it. With the currents in check. Yes.

To exist is about harnessing in on, to exist is  narrowing in on your motivation towards what you want to be in the world.

And once you find this feeling and belief inside of you, you'll have whatever it is that you want in this life, which can begin for you in this moment. 🦋

If you were to reflect each day on what mediums you used today, how would that affect your Art, your movement, your writing, your expression?
How did the source of expression illicit different feelings and movements for you?
Feel curious and invited into awareness of your own perception preferences and those around you.

Learning about more than just your craft is your craft. It can never die. Therefore, Be committed to your own growth and internal well being.

Our bodies are not blank figures:

We are a composite of creation
made of invisible form

A container of thought
In body: a jar of human spirit

Taking down the mask each day:

I invite you into my stories of transformation:  

With heart, a wild spirit, and creative being-ness
🦋

Music is harmony’s way of expressing both its gratitude and its pain.
It never allows you to suffer without a listening ear.

I can feel where you are.

But how can it be that you ask me to feel things you never show?

Act the way you are meant to
Not the way you are expected to.
That Is
Learning: Mind Body and Soul.


The phase is complete.
As the knife
Shatters the flow
my fears
Through
My compassion outgrows the butterfly out of its cocoon
AND I am saved

Through my forgiveness I am praised
By the message that our hearts bring to meet the brave rawness
That is
The Justice that I made
with what we have become
to one another.
And no one else can ever explain it to you.
From that I have learned…

We are Freedom Seekers
We are Liberators
We are Passion Feelers

We are Truth Finders
At the end of the day
We Are all Unknown Healers


I am a Shifter  
In a precocious bodice

An open follicle for life…
For life..

Let what is within you make you and then set you free. In love. In life.
That is your art speaking to you in cascades of clear water. Perfectly paced.

I'm careful with courage

I swear to my ceremony

Protect my mind


Whispers in my ear

Don't hurt me

Awakening

To the dream

I ask:


After you Dismiss me
Freeze me
Please

Bring me back to groundedness

———————————————————

Sit me back down on the chair with my

purse dangling

off its arch with red lipstick buried

in between my golden coins

I made a promise to my ancestors

To past achievers who didn’t survive:

The loss that came to me in baskets

Of highlighted

Mystery

I navigated

through

The loneliness that took my life

twisted into breaths of deeply rooted truths  
———————————————————

Chew on this. Wake up!

Look to the mirror of your

distorted views

You’ll see

how

to surpass the flames of insecurity

and shame


Everything I’ve ever wanted

has come to an equilibrium


Nothing more to do

In my eye lives a perfect wish

An improved soul

That we both get to choose:

Take me to the greatest future of my existence.

Having a sixth sense is under the forcefield of subliminal dynamics.

I love it because
We have it.

Allow your true Essence to bloom through the flourishing of your great self.

It is kind of esoteric to look at yourself as the mirror of what was your past
what is and what will be.

Just like your transformation
You are in motion, organic form, occupying time and reconfiguring the shape of your molecules into something your intuition always knew was in you
to become.  

As I explore these waters, I am learning  how to balance humility with edge and strong mindedness.
I will send you my play to read later today.

Love precisely

Like a sharp edge that speaks to us

Not everything is perfect
But it is meant
When you find the electric that makes you feel
You cannot be mistaken
For that is real trust
For which Love is built
Loving me in every moment
Comparison is a made up term
When it comes to us

Heart beating half a minute
Knowing this
Unlimited
Breathing silence
Loves me
All the more
What a rarity
To never think it
Would happen to us
Is mere doubt speaking in flows and whispers across the pond
When I can only hear this Power song

A universal permit
That I'll never question
Because I see you too

Remember;
A treasure never hunts
It feels

It’s not about playing the game of:
“I’ve bared my heart, now you bare yours”
What matters is not how much you Expose about yourself in conversation
but that your soul is Engaged.

Words may feel like they relieve the hurt
As conversation soothes
From the pressures
Of everyday
Activity and decision making
Opening us up to the undisclosed levels of experiences
Vulnerability saves
It can’t be undone
Sickness can be made into such an excuse
But evil can’t
It is aborted
The body requires it and it will
It knows what it needs to do
Just listen to it.
And your Spirit will thank you in love

That is all that is just.

Synchronicity is a beautiful form of gentle ******* which is needed for internal freedom. Mind, body, and spirit. 💜

I am one of the greats because I have finally aligned with my truth.
The faith of my destiny has come to me through the shards of worth and Assertion for the vision and the goals I set forth.
This is the fate I celebrate everyday.
Live it.