Many moons, many thoughts

Here’s to the fallen, the broken and the shattered. 

To the warriors who know that to be cracked is to let the light in deeper. Who know that the best fruit is on the very tip of the branch and the brightest jewels are hidden within the roughest of surfaces.

Here’s to the ones intoxicated by the burning of the winds of change in their lungs and who live in the lands that others fear to tread.

Here’s to the ones who raise their voices to the heavens even though they don’t always know the words.

Here’s to the rare beings who walk the road less travelled, taking the adventure that rises on this path with purpose and passion.

Here’s to the rebels, the heartsick originals, and the bittersweet loneliness that fuels their spirit. 

To the ones who won’t conform, back down or step aside. 

To the ones who were not born to fit in but to gloriously stand out. 

To those who are here to be midwives of the genuine.

Here’s to the awakened ones whose purpose is to feed their soul and not starve it. 

Whose mantra is the drumbeat of their own heart

Here’s to the magical, the mystical and the misunderstood. 

To the wise ones who move between the shadows and the light. 

To those who read the compass written on the walls of their hearts and follow the North Star etched upon their spirit.

Here’s to the brightly coloured patchwork of divine visionaries that won’t stand down, play small or sit out. To the stargazers, the storm-chasers and the Old Souls that walk this Earth.

Here’s to the wild ones.

Many sweet blessings 💜🕊️💜

"I am an expression of the divine, 

just like a peach is, 

just like a fish is

I have a right to be this way...

I can't apologize for that, 

nor can I change it, 

nor do I want to

We will never have to 

be other than who we are 

in order to be successful

We realize that 

we are as ourselves 

unlimited 

and our experiences valid. 

It is for the rest of the world 

to recognize this 

if they chose.

Sweet blessings 💜

My brain and heart divorced,

over who was to blame about how big of a mess I have become.

Eventually, they couldn't be In the same room with each other.

Now my head and heart Share custody of me.

I stay with my brain During the week

and my heart Gets me on weekends

They never speak to one another

    - instead, they give me the same note to pass to each other every week and their notes they send to one another always says the same thing:

"This is all your fault"

on Sundays my heart complains about how my head has let me down in the past and on Wednesday my head lists all

of the times my heart has screwed things up for me in the future

they blame each other for the state of my life there's been a lot of yelling - and crying

So, 

lately, I've been spending a lot of Time with my gut who serves as my unofficial therapist.

Most nights, I sneak out of the window in my ribcage and slide down my spine

and collapse on my gut's plush leather chair that's always open for me

~ and I just sit sit sit sit until the sun comes up.

Last evening, my gut asked me if I was having a hard time being caught between my heart and my head,

I nodded

I said I didn't know if I could live with 

either of them anymore.

"my heart is always sad about something that happened yesterday

while my head is always worried about something that may happen tomorrow," 

I lamented

My gut squeezed my hand 

"I just can't live with my mistakes of the past or my anxiety about the future,"

I sighed😔

my gut smiled and said:

"in that case, you should go stay with your lungs for a while,"

I was confused

  - the look on my face gave it away

"if you are exhausted about your heart's obsession with the fixed past and your mind's focus on the uncertain future

Your lungs are the perfect place for you

there is no yesterday in your lungs there is no tomorrow there either

there is only now

there is only inhale

there is only exhale

there is only this moment

there is only breath

and in that breath

you can rest while your

heart and head work 

their relationship out."

This morning, while my brain was busy reading tea leaves and while my heart was staring at old photographs, I packed a little bag and walked to the door of my lungs.

Before I could even knock she opened the door with a smile and as a gust of air embraced me she said

"what took you so long my beautiful creature"

Blessings 💜

Lol...my music does that to.me...if analyzed from music tastes I have 59, 11 different happenings..

And now my lovelys here is Someone else  

Your welcome 🤗

💜💜💜

Beauty as follows...

Some days I find it rude that only cockerels get to wake  up 

Screaming!!🤔

Sometimes we must write our own endings
Sometimes we must follow our own internal guidance
Sometimes we must trust our own intuition
Sometimes we must keep moving forward
And sometimes we must allow time to unfold
And reveal to us the answers we seek.

Sometimes we may find ourselves in moments or situations where we feel confused, lost or disoriented and we may contemplate why things didn’t turn out different
Others may believe us to be on the wrong path
We may feel let down, made to feel less or inferior
Or the plans and pursuits we have begun may have not yet unfolded.

Sometimes we are unable to see the bigger picture
And comprehend why things are happening the way they are

However, sometimes this is because we are only seeing the tip of the iceberg
And there is much left that is invisible as it is unexperienced and unexplored.
Sometimes we do not discover the answers we require in words
But time tells and reveals to us all we wish to know
And we gain deeper meaning, clarity and perspective
As it passes.

We don’t have to have all the answers at once to move on
We don’t need to have it all figured out in order to step forward
And we don’t need to have complete resolution to feel healed and free
But by striving to keep on going
Rather than remaining trapped in the past
Time will provide the answers we seek.

Find that fire that lives in your belly and live!! 

Have faith in YOU. You are amazing and you matter just because you are.

Many heartfelt blessings to you all.

💜💜💜

Give a part of yourself to the unseen side

There is a side to life that seems to hide

It’s a side you feel, not a side you see

but when we peel back the seams of reality

we find different forces, untapped sources

more resources, than we’ll ever need

Now these forces can be found in trees

I’ve felt them myself, they’ve whispered to me

but to gain entry we must give something back

give up our time; make our own pact

So lady Elder, mother of the wood, journey taker

dark heart of the earth and poetry maker

I give you part of my soul and part of my mind

you’re guiding my pen, i’m dressing your shrine

I swear to be kind, please share the divine

together combined, let’s see what we find >¦<💜💜💜