Giving grace to the girl I was once, who still lives in me, rooting me on as I find complete love for myself and all the selves that came before me.
The complex misunderstandings of our suffering may very well need to a story of analogies in order to draw light and a new perspective to our mental workings.
How am I to use my voice underwater when my instrument is basking in the sun, awaiting my arrival when I return to shore?
Resting high in the treasured tree, the silence of life breathes a melodic symphony.
I yearned to be brave, to be free from the penumbra in my mind. I had to be kind to myself first, before I let my spirit fly.
I found freedom from the broken pieces, once I chose myself. The choice to lead with love and realign my spirit where my mind, heart, body and soul all connect and all live purposefully to exist presently.
My body was beginning to break down and it took the most painful signals to realize it was time to listen.
The mindset of mistrust was a false place of being. As I ran away from my truth, I believed the dark power to be true. But, it never was.
Emotions are not meant to be bottled up or brushed aside. They are meant to be felt, all of the them. It’s easy to run away from the darkness, but those deeper feelings are your teachers just as much as the joyous feelings that bring you comfort.
Healing the forgotten pieces of my being has brought me a new profound understanding of my purpose to live fully in wonder.
The dream of such a sweet and simple desire was not meant to be during the time of my stay, but it did gift me a unique omen that revealed it was all meant to be in the end.
I am loved by the love of all of our Mothers, the Mother of the breathing natural world. I am apart of this natural soul and the combination of each element.
Based on my experience in Joshua Tree where my fond friends of mine and I all met each other in the desert, to celebrate life and present beauty.
How do you feel when witnessing the magic and wonder of the sunrise? In my shoes, my heart beats joyfully when admiring the enchanting radiance of the sun.
A glimpse into my childhood during a period of time when I had identified myself as a tomboy.
I fly into the clouds of creativity, curious to sense how my path will unfold. It must unravel naturally, abundantly purified inside inspired wonder.
Sitting in solitude on top of the world, sensing the great beyond from below. The time to come back to myself had been long overdue, but at last, the peace of life entered my being again.
How must I befriend fear in the depths of the overwhelm? Maybe I must recall how fear is truly a neutral teacher, providing strength to overcome the breaking.
I embody my greatest beauty within the natural world, frolicking between the trees and trailing along the vibrations of Mother spirit.
In order to love myself unconditionally, I must forgive, learn and release the pieces of my being that have held me back from living a present life and bound myself to the kindness of life and joyous purpose.
From the unknown, I opened my eyes to the colors that create this gorgeous world into a palace painting.