You’re human. Life wasn’t meant to be easy. It was meant to be lived. Choices weren’t meant to always make you feel safe. They were meant to help you feel empowered despite the outcome. Loneliness wasn’t meant to be healed. It was meant to remind you just how much we are connected. We all eventually […]
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There is this liminal space between bodies, the ones we incarnate into over and over again.The threshold where we may not get to choose gender or culture, limbs or features, or perhaps even the narrative that will earth our bodies into that experience.The fragrance and color of our hair, the width of our bellies, the flexibility of our aging joints, the health of our tissues and organs.The smile we may or may not have upon reflecting in a mirror.The narrative that will pursue us until we evolve into acceptance of each and every cell that has chosen to partner with our spirits.In that liminal space, you don’t expect illness or injury, harm or pain.We hope to be protected, embraced in a soothing portal of infinity where we reside with a holiness incapable of suffering when we reenter the earth realm.These bodies.Whether we choose them or not, they exist to carry us through this realm.Each cell yearning for a gentle humanity where every body is respected and honored.Each cell receiving even the slightest touch from another as grace moving fluidly between the heavens.These bodies become our home as long as God wills it.A form bestowed upon us to cherish for all time.Treat them with the respect as the Divine would have it.
You were made manifest
To cast spells of divine love To conjure magic across realms Where ancestors await your whispers. You were made manifest To create imaginary worlds Where all life is recognized as holy Where every birth humbles the sun, the moon and the stars And every death shares a story with God before resting. You were made […]
Unrecognizable. I was saturated with this immense feeling of joy. Its sweetness captured my breath And I was in a whirlwind of holiness From my head to my toes. If it wasn’t for the reflection of hope I saw in Every human being who crossed my path,I wouldn’t have known my joy as they don’t know theirs. It is written all over our souls. No matter how hard we try to deny it. It dances to each story we carry and each life we live. Oh to be embellished by such nectar. Thank you God.
There is a hastening of body, mind and spirit unfolding.
In my prayers, I keep asking God to afford us all the grit we need to stay present and empty. Throughout time astrological and spiritual shifts have transpired as they are now- there is nothing different about that. What is different is that we have more to lose, because as a collective identity, we have […]
Spiritual Bypassing
Recently a healing practitioner said to me, “Healers don’t get sick.”My mouth dropped open and I exclaimed, “Who told you that?” Becoming ill, not attracting abundance, not attracting a life partner; all the spiritual themes of New Age spiritual bypassing that have drawn in a plethora of seekers who have become uncomfortablewith struggle and the […]
Your rise from the ashes should not be so quick.
Tend to your story, your roots of origin with skin so thick It needs soothing of every character you ever played. Tend to your mind, with edges so refined It has kept you as safe as you needed in times of deep wounding. It beckons you, from every corner of its universe From every fractal […]
Awakening
We will be uprooted to a degree which knows no human understanding of boundaries. The earth underneath our feet will fold into itself until it softens into its destiny without any manipulation from human desire. The awakening will make raw those places inside of us already wounded. What was once written in the stars, spoken […]
Who Am I?
I am not who you think I am. I am more than the flesh and bones which carry my soul upon this wayward earth. I am a vessel, an imprint of imagination, desire, holiness and creation begun long ago with my lineage. I am a confluence of generations; of thought and emotion polarized by both […]
In Greek mythology a psychopomp is a supernatural creature or spirit whose purpose is to guide a soul who has just died to the afterlife. We die many times in one lifetime, aspects of ego and will, body and mind, ancient ancestors communing at the threshold of our passage so that they too, can evolve as sentient beings. We embody a myriad of lineages in our flesh and bones, not just the lineages inherent in our soul’s trajectory, but lineages across parallel realities that seek to serve a higher purpose. There is a sense of surrealism with each death, an altering of reality as we embrace a new one, an altering of a lineage as the sacred womb rises to give birth, life, healing and safe passage to those parts of us which need to die, which need to merge with a laden earth encumbered by human disconnect. Or perhaps those parts of us which need to ascend with the angels, a death absorbing grace as the Divine intended to the fullest experience a soul can have.
There is a descent into the underworld where we embrace flesh and bone as much as we do spirit.There is a descent into darkness where we fall upon our knees and give thanks to the landscape that nourishes our understanding of good and evil.How fortunate we are to listen to the wilderness that runs through […]