The Purge

the purge

Life will pull us out of what we thought
we could not
live without
through and into
what we never thought we always wanted…
Here’s to the sunshine abstract crooked line….
is a soul specific design
Meander and realign
to the balance with our Divine.


Waking Instincts for Natural Growth by Surrender 

Uncertainty is OPPORTUNITY
To pause and make an INQUIRY
When questions answered by
That inner knowing pings Now will you listen to ME?
Strength yields SURRENDER
We instinctively know survival… REMEMBER
To sift through the WEIGHT!
Time is now…for God’s SAKE
Our transformation is not for mass APPEAL
Peel off the FRILL
As the caterpillar surrenders to her WISE
To Become her essence instead of DISGUISE
As the eagle ripped off her talons and extra feathers to RISE
Ascension in her EYES BIRTHS her wings to the SKIES



is like water

it moves us from shallow to the depths of deep sea

Maybe it is this up and down flow the waves that crash and throw

the salt and the sting

that inspires us to sing

from pleasure to pain

vibrational twang

the ying and the yang

that inspires us to create

from the well of our being

that drives us to our artistry

and clear up what we’re seeing

so it reflects clearer

in the mirror

me and you

and all that


The Leaves


Why do we resist letting go?

When every soul a seed’s and only purpose is to grow?

Why do we personalize and humanize this process and make it about “ME”?

When resisting change is same as fighting gravity.

When releasing is as natural 

as leaves letting go of the tree

Why does our mind make up stories of what could be

in this solid permanence forever identity?

Were we brainwashed by this idealic fantasy…?

Is it generational coding to play out this biography

or a cellular level in our biology

There are 2 lobes of the heart..

Is it just cardiology 

that we seek duality?

it recycles anew repeatidely

and the heart shape- symbol

ingrained emotionally…

For we are just energy…

it cannot be destroyed where does it go? Alchemy?

This continuous circuit, current forming infinity…

like a battery

Yet this physical body fights to hold stupidly

and belive loosing pieces would make an amputee

toxic, sickly and co-dependtly

We wane with pain and ask whats wrong with me

when we have the key to our own happy.

Those heavy memories we pack and carry

though our own evolutionary journey

but wait… thats just weight and extra debris

damn the game of indecision-volunatry anxiety


it is Solidarity!!!!

SO… when something LEAVES 

may we sit in quiet spaces 

sift, shift and lift into the space of our inner galaxy

let it turn and burn into fueled gold like alchemy

and rise 

weaving constelations in our star skyed tapesty

Belief Instinctivley, intuitivley 

-i am worthy

Returning patiently to nature of harmony

Back to the garden the seeds grow independtly

yet not in each others shadow 

with light and rain grows the strong leaf tree

That LEAVE makes us long to hold on 


when nature knows that it will let go 

and fall 


the cycle is a circle and 

sacred geometry like the 

all that exists cosmically

i circle back to inner knowing 

this going is growing

and the other pieces are out of my controlling


Stop trying to save someones feelings or risk having them be mad at you over actually saying whats true…that is true compassion
the other is ego

Self Worth

self worth

I am too much
Too much for who?
what if our essence is the amount that is true
then it is here that we learn fill up the hole
with ourselves instead of awaiting the approval of somebody else
Self is who we are so we think we are or is it what the collective thinks we be?
Only self view matters
but is it not a democracy
why do the other votes matter to me




Transmitting Radical Underlying Tribulations of Humans
The thing about truth is that it is all relative to our own very intimate experiences.
I often ask myself wtf is the difference between saying my truth and complaining…?-
The trite How are you greeting does not actually lend itself to even an answer. Only the Positive is revealed? The unpleasant is concealed.
What is the difference between good and bad if it is just your dad gum truth?  “There is not good or bad only our perception of it.” Buddha
When I say “I feel like I have been drug face first through gravel” Am I being Debby Downer or smile upside-downer? Glass half empty negative attitude-are my rose colored glasses covered in do do? Or-am I just speaking my truth-without a filter of what is expected?Why is it not excepted-
Well truth is truth and it changes…
Yes, we are in control of our thoughts and Yes we should think positive but a fake positive is a double negative….



Solitude Position of Awareness for Conscious Energy

Give me some space
Personal space
The space between
Outer space
Inner space
Space to me is sacred. A place free of clutter and distraction where we land in quiet, stillness to connect.
Primarily to ourselves which cushions a gentler connection with what orbits around us.
Meditation is space.
A clean countertop is space.
Disengaging from caustic people
Disconnecting from the collective, news and opinions.
Forgiveness is space
Space is the new frontier, it is the unknown knowing. It is where we must know and go and return.

Independent Parent

Independent Parent
I am an independent parent not a “single mother”
Why do we call it that?
Single? I am single in the term as if I am not married, but not single like I am needing…wanting…looking for something outside of myself to facilitate and validate the raising of my kids.
I am parenting the children independently of their father by choice. Yes, I am a mother and I am acting as a father with my skill set.
I feel like the identification is derogatory and I am reinstating a new identification to divorced mothers without a partner.


Divorce is a death or rather a rebirth
your world gets turns upside down
perspective shifts around
shed perceptions all-around
be upward bound
yet stay rooted to the ground
and although you did not choose this direction
may your true spirit be found