Starseed Homesickness

Starseed Homesickness

I saw what the humans were doing.

They were following false prophets.

Chasing paper in the wind.

Starving themselves to disapear.

I saw what the humans were doing and it made me cry.

They were killing each other.

Calling each other names.

Stabbing each other in the back.

I saw what the humans were doing, so I got down and prayed.

They sold their souls.

They sold out their gifts.

They forgotten who they were.

I saw what the humans were doing and I wanted to go home.

Exhausted Stardust

Exhausted Stardust

& what if even the exhaustion has its purpose.
To wear us down, to stop us from trying so hard.
To teach us to just be ourselves again.
Without the mask, without the chase to be loved or accepted.
& what if its purpose was to cause us pain.
To force us to give in and give up.
To surrender to something new and something better.
Maybe into how we were meant to live?
I think I’m in too deep and I must come back.
We must come back, come back to us and the flow of the Universe.
Things will be easier there, inflow and in harmony with our natural-cosmic-selves.

The uninspired

The uninspired

I long to be inspired once again, for this nihilistic perspective to melt away.

For the thawing of my woes, for my wings to soar, for thy cup to runneth over.

The ups and downs are hard to swallow, though life is a winding road in which I want to walk straight.

But what richness and ripeness would that bring to the taste of life?

The zip and zag, Push and pull duality allows me to appreciate the darkness behind the stars and the warmth in contrast to winter.

I pray to the sun that gives me life and I set my intention to be inspired once again.

Knowing the tide will always crash to the mercy of my feet, waiting in anticipation for you at the warm shoreline.

Head To Your Heart

Head To Your Heart

They told me my body wasn’t perfect, so I found a way to love it harder.

They told me I was depressed, so I found a way to be happy.

They told me I was anxious, so I found a way to become calm.

They told me I’m a failure at english, so I became a writer.

They told me I was a drunk, so I became sober.

They told me I am a lot of things.

Now they’re telling me the air is unsafe, so I’ve begun to breathe deeper.

This is called the journey from your head to your heart.

Don’t let anyone tell you who you are.

Question everything.

& Remember you are your own saviour.

The Ride

The Ride

You’re either rising by letting go, or falling by getting caught up.

But have you ever felt the space in between the dimensions?

If you can expand your awareness to the feeling of energy,

you can catch yourself on the ride next time.

Feel into the sinking or the lifting of your body, mind and soul.

Take charge of the journey and reins of your ship.

‘Cause All is possible in this floating world of endless potentialities.



Don’t you see there’s a place for everything?
You’re no less or no more than anyone.
There is more than enough Love to go around
& that your purpose is just a state of flow.
You were never forgotten.
You were never on the wrong path.
You were just without flow.
& To know you’re in your purpose is to know…
There was a special place made for everything.

Tap Into

Tap Into

Tap into the infinite well within you filled of stars and galaxies.
The endless tunnel which connects you to everything that is.
Tap into the Universe within you that brings life to all that you can dream of.
The part of you which reminds you of your magic when you gaze the sparkles of the ocean seascape.
Tap into there and live from there, each moment to the next.

The New Place

The New Place

Welcome to the new place, a place you’ve never been to before – A space amidst the roads of two worlds.
Keep pushing through the narrow canal, to enter the new dimension spotted on the horizon.
Release the clench to your old self and drop the shackles forbidding you from flying higher.
You may be worn out from fighting the shadows of your mind, but this is no time to go back to sleep.
Quiet the static, show them what you see and remember you were made for this.



Truth be told I have an undying love for scripture, it has gotten me through some very difficult times. Through plant medicine and reading sacred scripture I had my spiritual awakening in 2014. Jeremiah 29:11, inparticularly, has got me through some dark times and It is once again is painting a vision of hope for me. This world panademic, just like everyone else, has caused many cancellations in my plans and forced me to paint a new vision for the future in my heart.

Flash back to 2014-2915 I spent 7 months at the last treatment centre I was at for drugs and alcohol. I was there for so long because well I had no where to go to, no place to call home to return too. I waited to be accepted into social housing, an “addictions recovery housing.” When I finally got my suite, it was so exciting to return to “the real world.” I would be able to use the internet, come and go as I please and eat what I wanted. All though, the living conditions where so much worse then treatment.

I would lay awake every night, fighting my sleep medication to stay awake. As I layed on a foam mattress (I got for free), I would wonder how many bed bugs bites I would find the next morning on my body. I had a stalker next door to me and below me a man who smoked drugs everyday. The cops were around my building a lot. It was a dissaster – but it was my own space. My own space, something I hadn’t had in years. On the upside I didn’t have to leave my house to have my morning coffee and cigrettes, I could just have them in bed. It was a roller coaster for sure, I did question relapsing many times – just so I could go back to some where that felt safe, All though, there was something that kept me going and that was Jeremiah 29:11.

I had received a gift from my ex’s mom, who was the Sunday school teacher and wife of the pastor at her church. She came to my rehab centre almost every weekend – when I wasn’t grounded. We would knit and do bible study. She gifted me a few things while I was there and a stone cross with “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”- was one of those gifts.

Living in that social housing suite was so insane, but I knew it wasn’t going to be forever. I knew if I were to use (drugs or alcohol) I would probably end up with a toe tag anyways – and trust me some days that sounded just fine. However there was that mini cross statue, with the scripture that would remind me if I kept holding on good things would come. If it had worked for others it could work for me, faith that is in a bigger plan for me to prosper.

I am beyond grateful I held tight to my spirituality and faith that got through those dark days. I now have a life beyond my wildest dreams and it keeps getting better. So in times like these (a world crisis) when everything feels as if it is falling apart and it seems we are taking steps backwards rather than forwards… just remember god/universe/spirit has a plan bigger and better then you ever could imagine. We would not know the light without the shadows and in the end Love will always win if we choose to believe in it.