The gift and curse of being a Piscean being. 🌊 Often, I don’t know who I am. I am a full on mystery unto myself. The great shamans and medicine people of old say this is true freedom. To be flexible in one’s identity. To not hold to a particular pattern of being,...
I cried in your arms Warm tears filled my face and landed onto yours I never tried to hold them back; the waters were honest and strong I knew I was stepping out Soon, my feet would be on new land. And I would have a new experience of myself in the whole. I don’t know...
In a world that is so fast with blinking lights, crowded streets, and dopamine hits – my soul wants to be rooted. Not with my feet in one place, but I mean, rooted in spiritual fortitude. Life is changing. We are in the eye of the storm.. something is calling...
The sermon of what’s already here ∞ You are looking I am looking I am not being fed by food I am not ever satiated by the substance of this world I crave I need The root of all suffering lies in this incessant craving What do I truly desire? It is said that the desire...
Light streaming through the window. The warm sun kissing my thighs. My mind spinning happily with unending visions for my life. Invoking the creator. Bowing at the feet of the divine. This is all temporary. I pray to open my eyes. Let not one moment slip by. I want to...
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