The storm, the sun, the people
Gimme shelter

The wars, spiritual or physical
Gimme shelter

Higher Power, Universe, provide it wherever my spirit goes ….. If I seek it, it will show

Just like my glow

These are magical moments we can experience everyday

If we seek we shall find.

Astronomically puzzling, I always still find myself agaze
Occurring in the center of a galaxy, my tiny human mind tries to grasp the pure complexity
Black holes, gasses in space, churning at a rate that would vaporize me alive if I ever even got close enough to visit
Would it be worth it to travel light years away and somehow, though risk it?
Still, I humbly think
The brightness, energy, and radio waves expose us without our awareness.
It spins around glowing
Age, totally unknowing
Maybe one day I will experience one’s glow
But for today, I do not know
On a quantum level, perhaps they play apart in helping me grow

Another day, another nickel
All this stress brought on a pimple

I get cranky and hangry
Overall angry
Someone just get it over with and hang me

Never mind all that now dear, you are too classy
You just tend to get a little sassy
Shower, skincare & sleep is what you need

Never give up, and my beauty will succeed

Darkness sheds across the skies, place some in your pocket and never say goodbye
For your walls are so thick you can’t even see
You’re too high strung to unravel like me
It’s ok, because I like to dance alone, it keeps me grounded, balanced, pure and tone
Am I fake? Am I phony? I don’t think so honey
I’m not in your space anymore and you’re not in mine
Like fragments in space, lost for all time
Maybe one day we will make up for it and you’ll be mine all mine
Thoughts, memories, clouds in the sky
Planes, buses and trains flying by
Bugs, animals, funny jokes, and little pokes
Heartbreak is painful, and this we know…
Whatever you do, don’t let it dim you’re your glow
You’re here for a reason, by now this you should know
Time to sit back, catch up and let your spirit grow
Don’t mourn, don’t cry-just remember my eyes
I will always be around when you least surprise
The stars are wrapping up for the night, and the birds are entering flight
Get some rest my dear, everything is going to be alright

See these footsteps? These are the imprints of the precious little feet I created with my DNA. My little son walking, frolicking, and playing in the sand. Living life and enjoying it in the moment. I can now hold on to this picture, the memories attached to it- and now even this letter … forever and ever 🌹❤️

May the strength of my men always carry me through the longest of walks in life.

If you had any shred of decency left in you
You’d stay away from my boo
To that little boy
I’m the only one that’s true
If I could flip it all back
Spin it all around and let you see
Literally the little me…..
Nurturing, loving, carrying him through
When not everyone else was always onboard too
I’m the only thing and woman he’s ever really known

Now he’s sitting here looking at me full grown
What you tried to protect your whole life, sits there looking at you like you’ve just ripped out a knife
What I tried to avoid his whole little life
Will he ever understand that all mommy every wanted was to make a good man?
Can’t he please just understand?
This precious seed turns around and now questions me, how dare he?
I can’t explain it all, I don’t know how I could
If I could lay it all out right here, right now trust me I would
Let it all go for good
Let you see all my choices weren’t always the smartest
But always out of love and always for good

I guess protection is a strange thing
You want to take them under your wing
You don’t realize how much you cling
Well, here we are young man, here I stand
This is all of me, still standing, still fighting
Always will
At least I will try
I hope one day you understand

Love Always,
Your “Teen” Mom

A small shadowy figure of a girl stumbles out of her house, and quickly paces through her backyard. The lawn hasn’t been cut but she still treads through barefoot without a care. To others around her she seems disheveled, even slightly scary. She heads towards the darkest corner and peers over her raggedy fence and caught a nice gaze at the sky. “Ahhhh, no clouds tonight” she happily told herself.

What this means for Jaria, is she can do her thing now finally. No obstructions tonight. She closes her eyes and throws a nice calming frequency tone on in the background. Takes a deep breath and then asks for guidance from within. She realizes that way too much suffering has been occurring for far too long. Past, present, and future if nothing changes. Her focus starts tuning in and here come all her higher thoughts. She calmly reaches for her blue selenite crystal because she remembers the moon will recharge it. A special friend from the Unkechaug Tribe told her this tip many years ago. She keeps paying attention to her breathing, and the breaths get longer, fuller and somehow even more fulfilling. She stretches out every part of her body, then says ok “RELEASE”!

Nothing major or dramatic seems to have occurred. Atleast not instantly that is….Jaria lightly starts humming and moving her legs around. She remembers stories as a little girl, and now senses the whispers of her ancestors telling her to dance. See, dancing for her was not just for what you see on television. Dancing was not only part of her culture, it was used for it’s healing properties as well.

We all have energy, and movement causes vibration. Vibration can in turn heal us. Jaria didn’t have many words to speak anymore. She has seen a lot here on Earth. So this is what she must do to remain calm and strong if there is to be any future hope left in humanity.

Dancing somehow holds the key which is put into a doorknob and when she turns it-she’s granted access to somehow release all of her hidden emotions. She can somehow feel a sense of control by the mastery of her movements the older she gets.

All of a sudden Jaria isn’t so disheveled and uncharged. Swiftly she notices more, then she has enough self awareness to pick up on her own bad mood and decide to change it. She has no care for the conception of time, monetary items or toxicity. She walks to the beat of her own drum… literally.

Two hours has gone by, and it’s going to take a full nights rest now. This was a lot on Jaria’s soul. But in a good way. She breezes past her neighbors, now seeming light as a feather. Even her neighbors figure she must have gotten some good news or something.

Unfortunately this is a common pattern for our little moon child here. This is what Jaria must keep doing not only for herself, but for all future spiritual creatures alike. May we all find our place in the Universe.

She wanders silently through the night,
Fighting off demons and spite,
She looks to the moon for guidance and strength,
For she knows these earthly gifts talk to her like Saints.
Please keep me balanced and pure,
For there is nothing on this earth that is sure,
Walk me and guide me to the Heavens above,
As if I were your child, that your taking care of
Lift me up and get me through, and I promise I will devote my life to you.

Sink your eye into my beautiful butterfly
Twirling around my purple bush, I spotted it
The prettiest one ever. I knew I had to have it
I paused, and gazed. I caught an up-close glimpse of its unique coloring. Blue and purple.
Didn’t think that was possible, but there it was- right in my face. It had the largest wings I’d ever seen on such a small creature. It fluttered around so gracefully, getting love drunk off the nectar. Bobbing around, minding its business and helping my garden.
Drifted off and started to wonder, are all the things that they say about butterflies true? Can this thing see me, sense me? It must. Look how delicate and beautiful it is. It trusts me to sit still and gaze at it.
Kept thinking about the transformation from birth till now, the little head with actual eyes, floaty looking wings and vibrant enchanting blue and purple eyespots like an encryption code to the butterfly heavens.
Fetching a small net, a jar or even a photo will do. I must share this with this world
Ran off to not miss my chance, came running back full speed, with excitement still in my heart- but it had already flown away.
~Inspired by Mindfulness Meditation

Hugs from Heaven, they feel so sweet
A warm energetic connection that will knock you off your feet
Tune in and listen, look around you’ll be surprised
Your heart bleeds love, passion & desire from the skies
All this love can be seen right in your eyes 🤍🦋