I was once told “to demount the white horse of my privilege.”

I was once told that my entire community was primed for prejudice, but that I was still a chosen one.


Let me tell you...

To Become a True Woman of Honor
A combination of both
Is when I saw your true colors when you told me you saw mine.  

Seeing the same people come through the same lens
Born in a different time
A decade apart
Nothing alike
The ultimatum of race and social class stares you in the face and you get hit with its reality bold and clear
Incumbent upon disgust for the other
White and Black
Black and White
They were both doomed
The two asked for my forgiveness
to come back and give them a set of wings
anew
Grasping at desperation
And failing
Except I was not doomed

I became.
Knowledge  
I became.
Faith

I became.
Self-Love

I became.
Hope

I became.
My own truth.

I had to.  
This was the realization.

I am new.

Now for this chapter’s beginning
🦋

Duplicity is meaningless when moral fibre has no cause to control nor understand it

When you deeply feel the gratitude in what you have created, you remain unconditional in your thinking of what you can achieve through your art and within your life.

“I am learning everyday how to be able to keep the peace within me and disallow noise from the outside world to seep through as a barrier to my inner knowingness and emotional freedom.

I know what's meant for me, and so it sis strong enough to avoid illusory beliefs that aren't real or people who attempt to harm my emotional and mental vibrancy or my safe space within.”

We are creating each of these moments every single day and so it is up to you to work towards their development.
Happy fluttering 🦋. You got it.

The perspective of what we see in another implies people's characters are transparent at all times.

Is it so, that we can truly change or have we always been who we are, and is it that other people have brought out those sides that show who we are not, but who we can be when surrounded by what is not meant for us whether that be unhealthy, undesirable, or simple errors in judgment that perhaps later turn into misfortunes over time...

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

Be a man or woman of value through a love to create. That will never leave you. 🦋

Dance movement is the felt ****** expression of frosted foam gliding through any corner of a room with its heart wide open and its strength grounded in the planting of each step in solid critique.
This is being in motion of the soul.

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.

My love is deeper the more I give;
It is not surprising

Shakespeare sees love
only possible in a dream

True love is a durable fire

In the mind burning
In the soul mining
Transforming
Enlightening

Passionately curing old hurts
Wiping haunts away

Recovering them with wisdom
An empowering prophetic energy

That can never be replaced

Stay with the intention  
Is learning to look in the mirror

As a circle emphasizes encouragement
it goes around
And
Builds your fort of security

Seeing the likeness in another
And appreciating it’s quality of same
And different
What is the message you have?
That is acceptance

I would like to see past the parts of shatter
How two humans can thought to be
made and not made
For the other
The disturbing disconnect
Created in a spin of unique relational difference

When suppression comes with mixed emotions
Opportunities take their time
Outside the ether
Like glowing stars
They don’t glitter for everyone
They haven’t been offered yet

I met you in a world apart.
When you couldn’t reach me
I’ve been treated so long
As if I was becoming insufferable

Fine winding tendrils that once cradled the heart
They say that promises sweeten the growth
But I don’t need this
I don’t need this

I need the sweetness, the cherish, the kiss goodnight, the beacon light, the distance lost, the softness, the weakness
A sweet victory scene
Love of my life

Oh I need this..

I’m a slow dying flower
Frost biting hour
Slowly becoming untouchable

Do you remember the way
You missed me before
Your face spoke like promises
whispered like prayers

You’d always tell me there
Would be better days
Can’t bite the words
Just hold your breath
Find your worth
And find yourself
In all the madness

Patience is its own form of insanity
But we will get through it..

The future *******
Of this learning
makes me sane in knowing
That I will survive until I die

A journey that keeps progress in the sphere of confidence

I am finding out the secret
I dig deeper


Use it’s presence
Evolving over discernment
Finding time doesn't exist

It is the mind
That breaks the chains
Of misconceptions

Peaceful living
Makes no mistake
And sees no visage as clear as the captive’s bed
where he is crept up
Confused
at how he came
to the realization

That this cannot be life when the next task
leads
you to insanity
The break comes when you're focused on anything but the spiral

So I can save myself
From the “disorder”
as they call it

Life is a sacrifice
It is not the imprisonment for what we do not choose

We are not to be fearful of freedom
But in love with the entities, the opportunity, the open doors
To that unique human being
Who enters it
Because we are.

Every unwanted feeling we feel is constructed through the mental energy we place on those who make an attempt to corrupt our truth and our true nature.

That is how we in turn begin to develop patterns of behavior, where our heart shifts towards a certain way of being and becoming. The best part is we can choose and leave the past. It does not own us.

Trusting the complexity that will create your newness
Trusting the reality of complexity in relationships
I never anticipated having this kind of innovation or expectation to live the life I imagined, but I rose up to them over and over again like running water falling over my shoulders each day

I made them real and they were seen before me.

How to be: True to Love  

Strike me with your electric love.
Create lightning in a bottle, release to feel our energies rushing through
We are beyond this universe.
And Not to be replicated.

Creativity is more than a modality of use, it is your entire personality diving deep into a new world that you yourself are making to improve, to change, to renew, and to reveal first to yourself and then to others when you so choose.

Different Souls: Once Dark and Lonely

Turning the inside out:
Inside out
Caring beyond what is shown
Inside out
The words were my freedom
Freedom.
Inside out

Love, like art is a form of language, and art just as in love dances with the idea of it, as they become one in the same.

My experiences through time spent with men and women and people of all racial and ethnic backgrounds has made love or finding it stressful, and at times, it has felt almost unachievable.

I wanted recognition more than anything else. Hearing the words made me feel like we fit even though I was shaping our interactions and various conversations to fit my own wants for what I thought could have been.
I learned this is held in what I can only be fostered in a solid trusting relationship.

I also learned that love is not held in questioning or asked in questions themselves, am I the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen?, Aren't we perfect for each other in every way?

These questions weigh down the value of your worth and evaporate the truth of what could be an extraordinary beautiful and unique experience in moving through the journey of exploring love with someone who is also worthy of you too. And as I have learned as with love and friendship, they combine to create the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you and being ok with that.

I have found discovering and rediscovering yourself over and over again is so important in finding a person who truly knows how to love and  wants to understand how to love with you.
It is a journey in loving ourselves through loving another, more refilling and fulfilling ourselves.

This makes us better as human beings in what is such a colored process, both friendship and love, of creating and recreating again.

I need to hear your words echo off the tingling breath of my skin one more time

Like how a word spins to spell its word
Springing from arrows
Into the treasure of my deep well
The word
Heart

The word bonding
Is
Spirit
Led
Is the way to
Having
Is
Creating
a Powerful
Life  

To hold grief hurts
But it echos sharing ground
That the hurt can just imagine
And where creativity comes to life

You are the choice and the choice is your will. Will equals choice.
So there is no one
but I and no one else
but
You.
Bend your desire to your will.
And you’ll always have your choice.

In love all the contradictions of existence merge themselves and are not lost.
Only in love are unity and duality not at variance. Love must be one and two at the same time. Only love is motion and rest in one. Our heart ever changes its place till it finds love, and then it has its rest…

******* and liberation are not antagonistic in love for love is most free and at the same time solidly bound.

Another world
lives in the eyes of the anonymous soul

The scent of another planet
The people’s
small talk falls into laughter
Unconscious and unheard
Stories
close the book in short and sweet
choppy sentences on the corner
of pavement  
Amongst the pin drop that is
within reach of our isolated
distance
Slipping into the times…  

Playing out equivocal ideals
from political rhetoric to the misunderstood musician’s point of view
Why can't we keep up?
When fashion prescribes the scene of artistic athletics and makes it known
That all “public figures” aren't going cold celebrity has a new meaning that we are just getting to know
Stories that continue to lose hope
In between the hurt
of sickness and home

I've seen the hopeless
I’ve seen the difference between where I’ve been and how far I’ve come

To live in these cities is like preserving your health in an incubated outdoor human pool


The conscious body gazes vicariously
through its every sculpt  
Landing on every stare
Meeting no one's eyes
Walking away in awakening

The living traipse past the
exhausted’s uncertainty

The trauma felt through
those same eyes
Cause the spring of hope to regain itself

Adapting to the times.

“Know that this Universe has outcomes in store that, you too, are now prepared to give.”

To try isn't necessarily negative, but it implies an attempt, the possibility of doing something fully.
But to intend to do something and mean it, now that creates a much stronger result, the kind that reveals the inner depth of your vision come to life.

My ultimate payment is the valued greatness of what I’ve created my life to be after all my old choices.

Love is just energy. It’s supposed to flow easily into your life. It’s supposed to be easy, feel good and not feel like something that’s hard for you to obtain, like you have to push yourself to find it or "make it work" for you or another.

It is not anything that should ever stress you out or feel repelled from or repulsed by. That is behavior talking NOT people or real love.

If it does feel hard or difficult to experience then you can believe that there’s a NARRATIVE SHIFT that you have about love that needs more shifting and fine tuning so that you can attract what you choose.

BUT you can only attract what feels right if you feel right with yourself. Be and love who you see yourself as. WELCOME THAT openly and focus on it consistently without fear or worry about others opinions.
Do what SERVES you first! Then it will be that much more flowing towards someone who sincerely strikes your attention.

Love shows you the truth the first time never twice or thereafter.
No more needs to be said.

Follow your efforts instead of wishing for a dream.
Create a vision for yourself instead of
seeing it as just a dream.

Visualizing is more than hoping for a dream.
It is about taking yourself through the process of cultivating your passion for the  dream you will start to create through the opportunities you already trace each day.

Who are we?

There is so much confusion
Even when one stares
into a field
Yet that much clarity

As what is seen above us
Performs a dance
And clouds move as holograms
That curate themselves
Colored icing emerges from mixed figures

They are the hope
In a faith that is not always visible
The breadth in my heart without words to brace
Or images to pray to
Kneels behind shadows of ineffable affliction
These feelings are not to be explored
But they must be observed
They must be heard in the midst of pain and horror for what we go through as human beings...

It emerges in my mind
And hits my body in bursts
As I dream past my days
And try to breathe… that is justified
When I interact with others
It doesn’t always hurt
But it causes the unknown to bring
With it an
Ease when I hear what they say
If they mean it
Less anxious.. That is.. and I believe them
I want to trust in people
I want to love, want to understand
But often don't know
The avenue that leads to
Comprehending
The desire to connect
Is but a passage in time
That only the images above can be content with
The color of cells
On a body of skin
Akin to a body of water
Melts over  
Me like a flaming candlestick in the dim

The flame uplifts with a strength stronger than the desire to know how.. or why.

Everyday situations arise
I take them as they come, but I am also intentionally driven to accomplish the goals I’ve set for myself
I hold myself to a standard
Expectations are saviors because they enable us to lift spirits and serve our own purpose
as personal responsibilities to ourselves take hold
The promises we keep in our hearts only to share them aloud
In a wider frame
When times present as challenges
I am resilience
I represent diligently
The inspiration I breathe
To make an impact as motivator
As therapist
As artist
As creator
From my mind
And fluidly into the world - a powerful mode of being

Arrival of a vision- Artist and Expressive Arts Mental Health Therapist

Internal strength is power.
Your convictions are the truth.
Don’t forget to find them
when needed.

Art has the ability to name through the body. The mind is a part of the body.

We are something more outside of the physical body but all creation starts as a frame which lies in the physical body.

You can't compromise your valued principles and still keep your power.

Life is a learning process.

If you keep your eyes on your vision and focus the attention and reflect latereen years later on the lessons, you grow wiser each day and through every adversitI you overcome to achieve and manifest the best you could have only hoped for.
This is for you. You deserve that.

🦋 Lanna Butterfly 🦋

We recognize that people’s behavior and outcomes are influenced by the tiny spaces they inhabit.
Inside and out.

I had to go through tough waters
under waves to land on happiness
To meet love back again

The unknown lingers as I stare into an empty field.
City air feels uncertain with debris like particles performing a spontaneous dance. Moving as holograms that curate themselves.
Colored ideas emerge from mixed emotions. They are the hope in a faith not always visible...
It has been nearly half a year and silences still replace words.
Language; too ******* the body, but our eyes; still felt and our voices heard. Masked expressions; only to be seen in private behind shadows of ineffable affliction. I feel empowered.
I am grateful to live as my evolution in an ever changing dimension.

Never allow the crisis to disrupt your sensibilities.
Your intuition is more sensible.

Our job is to make our lives compelling works of art.
To help purify my world in truth, companionship, and pure understanding
That is true. That is being in relationship.

Ask yourself:
What is needed from me before I set out to create the best journey of my life?

As we all meet uncertainty with the whole of every atom that is ourselves, learn to
be certain of your commitment to your assumptions in life.
Leave doubt and indecision.
That’s for the Universe to handle.  

It is within the faith we share.
That which cannot be all.


Divine power and godliness is radiant through him.
Knowledge is wisdom and we are using it to create the highest forms of greatness within ourselves and one another.

That sinking feeling

Maintains itself with confidence maintained

If you only accept love with respect

You’ll absorb your value

Now feel it. Take it in.

As it exits your body


I am grateful; I am a powerful thinker


That feeling will pass when it clings too tightly

Unite that power with moral responsibility

In the vessel of your chest

Now breathe.

I would like you to think like a metaphor.

Grow what you want to grow in your garden and not worry about anyone else’s.

The universe causes everything to happen exactly as it should be.
The years have no bearing on when.

We can’t live for hope.
We must live in an unconflicted way.
Not everyone is going to meet the same expectations.

It matters not what we know but how we use it in life.

There is more valued alignment in being this than proving its point.

I can tell you I never fell in love.

But I am relaxing today because productivity is in the mind.

Wash My Guts: from this Loneliness  

Wash my guts
This swallow never felt so purposeful

Trains myself to be alive
A speeding train feels like my past

Kicked soot
Gone awry

I can't stand here anymore
Too many metaphors
Spinning in my mind


My mind
Stares into scenes I never wished to meet

These are just the patterns of life


Its okay to live even if it hurts
Go ahead
Taste those tears

Put your foot back on the stool

Take your gold tooth out

And fold your hands

Turn your survival chain
Up
back
around

For the family to pass one last time without
Me.

I was in a museum
Picture framed
Hunger and healing
Into the morning
Into the lives of the living
They were felt pain

In a language not of our making
Strange and incomprehensible
I thought I wanted you to kiss me
Amidst these days with flesh
Bones encompassed by your hurt
Words are not meant to harm
In steamed air
But they made the attempt

Your puppet tongues
Sampled the sounds of rainforests
To swiftly curl into view
Unseen
Anemic
Crystal objects

Feeling Unbreakable

I learned to savour the days like the nectar of a hummingbird
Patient as an unborn child
Eyes staring down
It is finally possible to breathe
All the matter in my lungs
Lifted by the weight of
A new chapter’s
beginning

The words
Vested through falsities
Labeled in cryptic currencies
Smoking and burning the wire

Every year he’d try the same manipulations
Like a deceit that
Used to come back in the form of a cancer
Kept in remission and finally erased


Transferred acts drenched in defeat
Rejection over again
                  
Cannot harm me

I pinned my feelings down and captured them like an insect making its escape
Anywhere but here I said.

I can start again because I came to terms with my freedom. And it feels so good.

The human cost of personal suppression overcomes any fear of not creating your best life, that even the martyred butterfly will reappear to live again and again in the space of love and courage

As a young person feelings are circular

They continue to haunt you until you choose to tap into the nature of a greater being

The trickle of confusion allows my paining heart to sing all the more peacefully

Until you respect yourself
love is blurred by pain and confusion

It is then that I may be redeemed

Resilience is fuel for creative rescripting resulting in unlimited value

Serene and passionate
I am the entity of everything I dream possible
Surreal in the essence of all that is me

I appreciate that I can learn more about you each time we share and experience each other differently and it feels like new every time we talk and share in one another's spirit especially after this time.

A great blessing in disguise comes in the form of nonsense to show us the Realness and love we feel and were deeply missing.

The magic is this fullness that I feel now
No more mickey mouse ****, for the beauty of our lives is now.

It will bring in everything like a fisherman’s net at sea

Though the waves do not catch everything
It is up to you to find what you hold onto
there’s just no other way
And I’m still dancing
Because vulnerability
Is not a science
And self-determination is the essence
Of our peace of mind


The truth of relationship
with ourselves
That helps us to define every other
We develop in our lives

And there will be many
That is the fullness of time, full bodied, to live an embodied life that makes each one of us who we are

To test our range
To enlarge our eye’s vision
To keep to it
And to live for the changes we all have the capacity to engrave in the ways we choose to create
That is the transition to transformation

Give up the ghost
I keep going to outside places
Trying to find
The words
I need
to pray

Cause I need something
To find me
Waking
Believing
Being
Your ghost never meant to stay

True Intimacy starts with a soul connection.

We have to spend less time on the words and spend time inside the gap with the source of who we are whilst acting on the consistent feelings at all times.