NeverMind.

Her head swirls with overwhelming thoughts of new creative endeavors.
Her mind like that of Vishnus’ arms, clawing at new ideas.
She is after all a creator and a lover.
She’s a multidimensional and multi-passionate Being.
However, scattered and lost, but always blessed.
She finds a wise woman kind enough to guide her back home.
The wise women reminding her how simple it all really is.
She then let’s go and feels the calm.
The flow enters her Heart once again.
Her Soul at ease, she can retreat back home to her passion and to Love.

The Quickening.

We live in a time, when a click equals clutter.

Over-full inboxs, over-full thoughts & smokey hazes on the horizon.

Time swirls like a hurricane as we survive like machines.

The Quickening stops for no thing.

In this time of madness, how do we carry on with eyes wide shut?

Dear sacredness, help, time is spinning us out.

Teaching Each Other How To Be Human Again.

In the silence of the night, when my child is asleep.
I question the actions of my day.
Did I speed through the tasks?
Did I show up present?
Did he notice I was on my phone?
How can I be better?
How can I be more like him?
Curious about life.
Curious about all the new words, sounds and imagery.
Patient to try new things and experience the next adventure.

How can I be more like my child, my best teacher.
We play both the role of teacher and student.
I teach him how to grow safely in this world of chaos.
He teaches me how to just Be again.
We need each other.
We all need each other.
One cannot do this dance alone.

Let our children teach us how to Love again without prejudice and judgment.
Without worthiness based upon followers and likes.
Let their sacred routines of play, eating and napping inspire us to do the same.
As we try to teach them to share, let us deepen that practice within ourselves as well.
Where have I been a hypocrite to my teachings for my own child?
How can I be better tomorrow?

There will be laughs and tantrums but all are equally beautiful, as we continue to learn and unlearn from each other.
I forgive myself for any mistakes today and know the morning sun will shine and us to will rise.
Then the night will fall and us too, to our beds.
I will reflect, always, how the same love in me, is the same love in him.
As we both teach each other how to be human again.

I Woke Up, In Your Dream.

I remember the day I woke up in your dream.
Your dream was for me to stay small.
I was sad for myself and others to realize I had been conditioned to stay contained in someone else’s vision.
Programmed only to make a move when there’s a green light from someone else, the one in charge.
Make sure to not make anyone feel uncomfortable with my outspoken thoughts and philosophies.
Stay straight in line.
Go to school, get good grades and get that job that will comfort me till I die.
Buy that stuff, I really needed it they said.
Have 2 kids with a two-floor house and put all your stuff in there.
What if that wasn’t my dream at all?
I was living someone else’s dream.
Living to make someone else rich.
My whole life
Till now
I woke up
And will never play small again.

You Are A Someone.

You are the sum of everyone and an individual of The One
A holographic image, an illusion, only appearing separate from The One
You are the sum of the Stars and the Moons thoughout all the Galaxies, reflected back as One
There is no space and time between you and the rest of The One, only matter and Love
And what only matters is, We are from the same source of Love and You are a Someone

Im Done Dimming My Life.

I went to start by saying my intention to write this piece was to share that I am done dimming my light. As a went to type out the title, what appeared from my fingertips was “I am done dimming my life” and that’s exactly what I meant.

I’m done dimming my light for the comfort of others. I’m done dimming my light because I care what people think. I’m done dimming my light because I want to fit in. I have found the courage to stand alone. I’m done dimming my light to live for other people’s dreams and expectations. I’m done dimming my light to settle for a false security. I’m done dimming my light for the sake of false humility. I’m done dimming my light to wait for others approval. I’m done dimming light. I’m done dimming my life.

I would love to hear from you Lovers. Please let me know in the comments below if you are also done dimming your light too. We all walk in the dark at some time in our lives and we are all connected by the same light inside us. Find the light within, It’s time to light up your life!

The Patience Virtue.

They say patience is a virtue. A virtue is a “behavior showing high moral values.”

To embody this virtue I first had to accept and trust that the Universe is taking care of all my deepest desires. It will always provide for me, always, in Divine Timing. Because it always has and always will.

Let this serve you as a reminder to fulfill your obligation to plant your intentions and goals. Then allow the Universe to let them grow, in Divine Timing, as you water them and then admire their flowering.

Beautiful little Contradictions.

Within the web of our makeup

we cross paths with our layers

New and Old

we create contradictions

With the old and new

Evolving, involves crossing those paths

creating new strings to tie and grow

we are a web of beautiful little contradictions all tied into one.

Never doubt your validity because of your contradictions

you are simply outgrowing the old and expanding to the new

Sowing the new path into the space unknown takes courage

Courage is more favorable than stale ideas and beliefs

Weave your web with diamonds that sparkle

That shine your highest truest self, for all to see

Be the You, You were meant to be, in all you do

I see me and you see you, in all we do

For we are connected in the larger web

The web of Life, the web of Consciousness

From the same light, from the sparkle, of that diamond

From the same flow and space 

We are all made of beautiful little contradictions from the ever-evolving 

Universal 

Web 

of 

Life

When Past Lives Dance.

Maria sat crossed-legged on the floor, upon her Turkish rug.

She asked Spirit to relieve her of her poor mood and feelings.

Her right hand over her heart, holding her pink rose stone.

She hoped to fall in love with her passionate side again.

She sat in silence after her prayer.

The earth and her cares began to melt away.

In a trance, she started to hear Arabic music playing.

Something about the handed skinned drums and copper bells that made her remember her past life as a gypsy dancer.

Her other hand started to twirl over her head, like that of a belly dancer.

She put the stone down and lit her sage wrapped in all colorful strings.

As the smoke cleansed the room, she danced through the magical sent of dried trees and flowers.

The dance routine from her past life flowed through her veins and bones.

She felt alive, she felt free. She felt her passion once again.

Her hair was loose and flew around, like the silk sun on a summer day.

The gypsy dancer smiled and thanked The Universe for her blessing and remembering.

Flutes, bells, and bongos softened as she fell back to Earth.

She grinned because she was not worried. She knew the music would again.

All she had to do was play her tune and remember she was more than just Maria.

She was many lives twirled, spun and danced into one.

Today she awoke The Gypsy Dancer in her soul, from another life.