Vikings in Her Bones.

One by one, each one taking more pieces of her each time she fell. Bones cracked, faces slapped, heads slammed, hearts exploding, emotions torn, egos inflated, wits wounded, promises broken, innocence stolen, laughter broken, bubbles burst,  habit forming, throats closing, minds numbing, veins pumping. Death at their doorstep, life had ceased. Dreams ripped out from under…

A Deeper Understanding.

When a deeper understanding comes into play, most of what we are headed towards, even without the ability to express, it all becomes truth sooner or later, which is, was and will always be NOW. Even in my “delusions”, even in my misguided steps and my misinterpreted love for something unseen that was assigned to…

Cast Our Crowns.

You are there and I am here. I am there and you are here. And we’re everywhere in between. Beyond a shadow of a doubt, we stand hand in hand as we witness the unseen. From dream to dream, from awake to awoke, crossing over to meet you in your finest hour. Within that lies…

Disclosure BREAKdown & Kundalini, Fire it Up!

… Assembling these tools with no understanding, looking out onto the lake as I worked … the same lake where I had my first real and conscious UFO experience, and third “MIB” experience, about 10 years later in the dead of winter and the middle of the night and with a friend as my witness….

Hourglass

Time won’t turn on its side if we’ve never fallen down. The past can’t catch up with us if time stops where our knees hit the ground. The hourglass, tipped, gives us space to reflect what’s gone before, a place to decide whether or not we even want it anymore. A sliver of what has…

Forevermore.

You cannot ask me to come clean against judgement that no one has experienced before, especially when you know nothing more than they do themselves. Although, they have judged. Many times. Many places. Many years ago. They sit there, standing for us in solidarity, yet know nothing of our suffering. It’s blindingly and erroneously hypocritical…

this or that.

If this really a glitch in some twisted digital display, I don’t blame anyone for wanting to bow-out early. I have. Many times. Maybe we are A.I. castaways from a future we didn’t intend to invent. Gaming was never my thing, anyway. If I were to set out to play the game, why not do…

Reality.

Some of the best examples are simple. In college, some 20 years ago, it was our job to think outside of the box. I was an art and psych major, fully open to soak in everything that lit my soul on fire. I set out to dig deep and have not stopped. My goal was…

Gifted.

Waiting for a reply is not as excruciating as it had been in the past. It is exhilarating, for I am already there. Visualizing. Manifesting. I am on the shore, quietly sifting ancient stones through my hands and letting them tumble into crystal clear waters that lap at my feet. No two alike, yet all…