I am the woman…

I am the woman…

You cannot stop me

For,

I am the woman who pushes

The wind

And controls the storm.

You cannot break me

See,

I am the woman whose roots

Are buried

Deep below your feet.

You cannot dim me

For,

I am the woman whose light

Is that

Of a million suns and more.

You cannot blind me

See,

I am the woman who sees

Every ripple

In every rippling sea.

You cannot force me

For,

I am the woman who heightens

The surf

And crashes on shore.

You cannot cage me

See,

I am the woman who speaks

To birds

While the world is asleep.

You cannot hush me

For,

I am the woman who rolls

The thunder

And makes it roar.

You cannot resist me

See,

I am the woman who stirs

The air

And the moments you breathe.

You cannot forget me

For,

I am the woman who paints

The sky

And creates my world.

We are the seasons…

We are the seasons…

The sun sauntered into the starry sky and pulled me from my slumber. I looked into the sea of layered saturations and saw familiar colors, with shades of new. The birds told each other stories, fully aware to their very core that a shift was in the air. A time of harvest was upon us.

The sun rose higher that morning as she controlled the movement of moments, and the heart of the day. She spoke so loud, with a message so clear that the wind charged forth with perhaps an even louder response. And we would spend the day listening to their exchange of wisdoms. Guided by their messages. Continue reading “We are the seasons…”

I am the Supernova that created me…

I am the Supernova that created me…

I am a child of the Universe. An abundant extension of all that ever has been. I am the creator of life, cradled in the magic of all of creation. I have been here forever. And I am everywhere, infinitely.

I am the evolution of every gust of wind. The knower. The seeker. The feeler. The seer. I am the honey, I am the bee, I am the flower, I am the soil and the Sea. The taste of my tears are no different than the taste of the Ocean – For, I created every drop within the ocean. The ocean created me. Continue reading “I am the Supernova that created me…”

Adorned in Stardust and flooding with golden light…

Adorned in Stardust and flooding with golden light…

Dressed to the nines in the concentrated style of the cosmos. Shimmering in stardust and luminescence. Your presence becomes known like a sudden gust of wind – brilliantly spontaneous, free and in control. Taking the lead.

You wake with the Sun and ancient wisdoms of thousands of years streaming through the passage ways of your mind. Quietly knowing that you are everything. And everything is you. Dancing in synchronism with the sound of your thoughts and rhythm of your heart.

A sea of dreams floating in an infinite sky… Living in and out of your mind… Continue reading “Adorned in Stardust and flooding with golden light…”

Take this for a ride…

Take this for a ride…

You’re riding your bike through a smoothly paved path, surrounded by the lush green leaves of overlapping trees. The tops of the trees are drenched in the rich gold of the bright melting Sun. The glistening golden Sun rests in an ecstatic haze above you. It follows you now and carries with it an ocean of blue sky as you gracefully fly forward.

A beautiful celestial sphere of cerulean blue blankets over you. And now you can’t help but to stretch your neck and look straight up into the heavens as if their calling your name. You search for clouds and notice only the most delicate and drifting cotton dispersing throughout the welcoming sky. You smile and soften your eyes. Your hair blows behind you and you bring your chin back down slowly… setting your eyes on the path straight ahead. Continue reading “Take this for a ride…”

Journal pages from July 2016…

Journal pages from July 2016…

No sleep. A jet pack full of Misty Bright energy. I long to be on the scene always. My soul and spirit belong in the warm days with my hair down… my arms flailing freely… my bare feet making the guided decisions… my heart beating to the rhythm of the loud music and the energies of all of the people around me. I want to be always shining bright. Continue reading “Journal pages from July 2016…”