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  • For Lauren…

    Blessed Birthday to the women who has turned tragedy into triumph, compassion into community, and passions into realities, for herself and so many others!

    Truly thank you for bringing so many people and opportunities together.

    May your dreams keep unfolding; and keep coming true in the most magical and optimal of ways!

    With Love and Appreciation…

    Danielle @DsEnlightenedEdits

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  • Power Heart

    Strength it seems cannot be seen.
    It floats, it sinks, it rises Supreme.

    Appearances will seldom show, the strength and power of a true, pure Soul.

    What makes me strong is not my size, is not the muscles in my arms or thighs.

    There is one muscle which I have strong, it is my heart, which sings its Sekhem song.

    Humming softly to my head, to keep the faith and Rise instead.

    Sinking we will only do, to dive the deep; and Ascend higher, whole and true. ~ © 2023, Danielle, #DAMCL ™, @DsEnlightenedEdits ® 𓌂𓋹

    Danielle

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    • Danielle, you are so right. True strength and power is a pure soul and a big heart, which you most definitely have, Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem. And thank you for showing so much love and kindness to me and The Unsealed community. You are strong and wonderful in so many ways. <3 Lauren

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    • Danielle, your heart is beautiful. The heart does a lot for us. It keeps us alive and pushing. It carries so much things on its plate. The ability to love, forgive, survive, and be strong. There is so much more traits that the heart carries but it would be such a hard thing to keep on talking about.

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  • To my fellow Americans ... which Freedoms are we “celebrating” exactly?

    Honestly, I had a difficult time “celebrating” Memorial Day this year. Obviously there is a debate to be had of whether a day of remembrance of the dead deserves celebration; but in this country it has been celebrated, as a day of rest and “freedom”.

    This year, it felt kind of pointless to me. Yes those who have served and died, still deserve to be honored of course; but the freedom bit … that felt more bogus than ever.

    Spirit brought to my attention this beautiful clip of Marian Anderson singing at the National Mall, over 82 years ago [https://youtu.be/XF9Quk0QhSE ]. It got me thinking…

    How much has actually changed?
    How much has changed in name only?
    What happened to all this “progress”?

    Have we not become a country of a gilded age?-Shiny and idealized on some levels, and oh so cheap and broken inside, where it actually counts?

    Was it always this way? Was it always so shoddily made; and our hope and constant strive for better just deceived us all out of seeing it?

    I watched these people stand in this clip 82 years ago, and could not help but think that not a single one of them was really free. How could we look upon them who fought for, and promised their children better, when we and their great grandchildren would still be facing some of the same issues (or worse) all these years later?

    Personally, I am of the school of thought that no government can free you anyway. They should honor and create space for it to stretch its wings of course; but in my experience, Freedom comes from above and inside you.

    That being said, I detest that this country (among others), can still proclaim freedom as one of their attributes, while constantly cutting away at it, with an increasingly deteriorating, destructive, and divisive way of being.

    I weep to see people wasting time and energy fighting amongst themselves, or waiting with baited breath for someone “in charge” to do something. I don’t know yet what we do from here; but I pray we stop looking cycles of insanity in the face, screaming or crying in their general direction, and then again turning away until the next uproarious event.

    Our ancestors, children, and ourselves deserve much better than this.

    I hope you are all keeping well and safe, and finding your own ways to explore and elevate Freedom.

    Thank you for helping me have an outlet to express my piece 🧩 (until lasting peace is found).

    Be Blessed.
    With LoveLight & LightCodes…
    𓌂©♡~Danielle, #DAMCL ™,
    @DsEnlightenedEdits ™®☆🌈𓌂𓎬
    𓌂©www.DAMCLDesigns.com ™®𓌂𓍳𓇳𓌂𓋹𓂓𓋴🙏 𓍶 🕯

    Danielle

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    • Dear Danielle,
      When reading your letter I felt your frustration. Each person’s experience with freedom in this country is different. As a country we can do much better to bring all people from all different backgrounds into the fold.
      My experience has been different from yours. I know for sure our country has a lot of flaws but I…read more

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      • Dear Danielle,
        What a powerful letter! I really enjoyed reading this. I’m sure a lot of other people can resonate with your words. I understand your frustration and where you are coming from. With good there is also bad, and there is certainly a lot that could be changed about this country. I love how you mention that many people look for answers…read more

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    • I understand your dilemma. The world seems to have a problem with change. It’s within the means of race, political opinions, and the lgbtq community. How could the united states be united when we are mainly divided. We claim to be the solution when we even have a division in politics, democrats vs. republicans and also race black vs white and t…read more

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  • The now and the Infinity…

    For the new me, may never be found; because you see, the idea is unsound.

    What is newness? Is it true?

    I find that I am seldom new; and often, always, built by two.

    There’s who I was, and who I will be … then somewhere in between, there’s me.

    Propelling forward, pulled by past, knowing resolutions will not last, if I don’t love the parts of me, that are the now, and the infinity. ~ a poem by ~ 𓌂 © Danielle, #DAMCL ™, @DsEnlightenedEdits ™®🌈 𓌂©𝐰𝐰𝐰.𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐂𝐋𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬.𝐜𝐨𝐦 ™®𓋹;
    © January, 2022.

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  • CONTEST ENTRY: To All the childhood Versions of Me…

    To All the childhood Versions of Me …

    To those who felt unloved and seldom seen, know that I see and I Love you too.
    Know my love comes without condition, or need to prove yourSelf, to anyone (especially me). For I know and Love All of you, unmistakably, and unconditionally.

    I know you are wise “beyond your years”; but I also know its trauma that’s brought us here. I know your family were all wounded too, and passed these traumas onto you.
    I want you to know, beloved ones, that all of Me holds you, in place of your tormented family. For they couldn’t love you, more than their trauma or pain. They refused to learn, and passed these things onto you, with much distain.

    I tell you now and I tell you true, that pain was never meant for you. You needn’t work so hard to be, a beloved savior, or perfect Me; and you needn’t prove yourSelf worthy to receive your basic needs.

    Yes, in a sense its true, you came to heal what they would not, but a martyr or a savior you need not be. You did not come to struggle, or to save them and spite yourSelf. Its time to take your divinity off the shelf.

    When you want to cry, or need support, when you fear their feelings, or are turned away, by their manipulative or judging arms, know that you have mine. You have my arms, to reach across space and time, and love on you, hug you, judgment free, and always unconditionally.

    I pledge to listen, love, thank, and honor you, for all you are; and encourage you, with all that I am. For I could not be me without you; but we are so much more than you think we are (or can be).

    I want you to know, that when it all feels pointless or too much, when you feel alone or unsupported, helpless or unsure, know that I am here, and we are more. We are always, (and always have been), more than enough; and never, never once “too much”.
    Those who called us ‘too much’, were only those who do not yet know how to love the muchness in themselves.

    Those who would judge, or only love, appreciate, or use us for our gifts, are only those who fear, or are unready to embrace their own.

    Those who make us feel inadequate, are those who pass on wounds of inadequacy, rather than heal within themselves.

    Know this.

    Know that we who dwelled in sickness, will learn to heal. We will learn for others, to heal and bless others; but then I promise, we will use this power for us too, for all the versions of us that are, were, and will be.

    Know that the trauma, judgement, and pain, doesn’t have to stop us anymore. We get to heal; and needn’t punish or limit ourselves the way our family did.

    You who thought, and were told that we had to be ‘responsible’, be all love, and all light, at all times, will get to stop running from the darkness, redefine, and embrace it. We will not hurt or be hurt by it, we will instead find light, strength, wholeness, and truth there.

    And you, who all too often kept yourself in darkness to be a beacon of light for others, will stop martyring yourSelf, and learn to be the Light for *you… and then for the world, from your overflow. You’ll stop feeling like you have to choose a side, and find that the balance between light and dark, is where life truly lives. You are not the yin or the yang, you are both … as sacred and divine in your dark as in your light, in your masculine, as in your feminine, in your human and in your Divine.

    Love who (and what) you love. You need not seek approval, or fear others’ judgements. Know that everyone you love, you love with purpose, and it’s a blessing each time you do.
    Know that love doesn’t have to be hidden, and it doesn’t have to mean pain. You can love differently. You can love others, and still have boundaries, or not have them in your life at all. You can love you, and know I love you too.

    You are not selfish.
    You are not weak.
    You are not responsible for others, their behaviors, or actions.
    You are worthy of your needs; and they, nor you, are ever “too much”.
    You are worthy of everything you want and need; and its my honor to help you have that.
    You are amazing, I Love You, Enjoy your Life.
    With LoveLight and Light Codes…
    Danielle, #DAMCL ™ , @DsEnlightenedEdits ™ ®
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