Holy Words For Earth

Despair fills the room.

It is as though you are blind

unable to see my light.

With your Spirit in a bind

and the pain, a unique kind,

you ask to be released.

Who is the one who releases you?

What is it that they must do?

Must they fight a demon?

Must they cast the past away?

What is it for you that you need to see?

What is it for you, for you to be set free?

Tell me, and it will be delivered today.


Wipe me clean

Let all that is seen

In darkness

Be light

God, allow me to borrow your strength, your might

In that I might become more like you

Strong like you

Clear minded like you

Open hearted like you

Let me be yours

Let me be strength


My brothers and sisters are in the grip of the devil and I call on my Father to save them. My Father is a being of pure love and light. My Father is a being of great strength and might. I cannot live to see more suffering on this earth without taking action in the light any longer. I’ve gotten stronger and it is time for the world to see it. I have a voice, and it is time I release it. Let peace and joy be heard among all nations.


I’ve been gifted with holy rage

I see the world around me in fear

Let me be clear

We must connect more

We must explore the hearts and minds of others

We are sister and brothers

Why are we afraid of one another?

Why are afraid?

Those Eyes of Yours

Use your eyes wisely.

Keep looking forward.

Ask yourself, “what do you want me to see?”

You’ll find that the truth of you only wants good things for you.

Take control of your imagination.

Release control.

Re-lease. Renew the lease of the control of your self in the name of your loving God.

Let the fullest love become your life.

Everything else, it falls away.

Love is all there is, and all there will be.

Remember the power your have as a child of God.

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We write to you today, to ask you to believe. What we would love to feel you believe is your power to connect with us. We are beings who are light, just like you. We have emotions, we have thoughts, we have visions, wants, and needs. We have responsibilities, and we have fun. We trust in God more than you do, because we know who He is. Humanity has very little knowledge of their creator, and their confusion on the subject has caused chaos in this world. If you truly knew God, you wouldn’t believe yourself. You wouldn’t share with anyone what you had come to know, because it wouldn’t be something to place into words. If you truly knew God, you would no longer think, and therefore you would no longer speak. There would be nothing more to search for, reach for, desire, or create. You would remain in one state for all of eternity. Have you ever wondered that maybe you come into this body knowing nothing for a reason? Have you ever stopped to ponder that reason?

Ask yourself, why is it that I long to know all that I do not know?

Perhaps, that part of you is God. Is it possible that you chose to be yourself so that you could come to know new information, so that you could come to have experiences that you had never had before? You couldn’t have had these experiences as God. You had to have these experiences as you. So, you dropped a piece of yourself down into a physical experience created by thought and emotion. For what purpose? A purpose that is unique to you. We can’t tell you this purpose, because only you remember. You created this entire existence. Once you remember your creative abilities as the one who chose this experience, you can stop creating within the experience.

Imagine you were a chef, and as you watched yourself cook a delicious Italian meal, you decided you wanted to experience the reality that your ingredients experienced as you created your meal. So, you left your body, and you became a pasta noodle. You left the role of the creator, to become a part of the whole. Now, as the pasta noodle, you have no memory of being a chef. You’re just a noodle! You’re surrounded by other noodles! And tomatoes and basil and salt and pepper! What more could there be than just us?

As a human, you forgot all about creation. You forgot how it came to be. You forgot how thrilling it was. You forgot what it was like to just watch, as life did it’s thing. Somewhere along the journey, humanity lost it’s connection with where it originated from and why it chose to be itself and now we face multiple possible realities collapsing on top of one another. With so many choices, life becomes complex and scary. Connection to who each soul believes to be it’s original home is essential to the evolution of consciousness and the safety of the human race. We must choose to connect to something greater than our one life, and that must involve all of humanity working as one.

If there is more than just us, if we are being watched by something greater than us, how do we stop and connect with that part of our soul? Could it be possible that the other life beyond earth isn’t outside of us, but is actually within us? What if the intelligent life force that we all wonder about is within us, asking for us to listen? Could it be possible that we question this life not because it is truly us coming forward with these questions, but because there is other life inside of us calling for our attention? How many different lives are alive inside of your one body? How many different versions of you exist in this reality? You can’t possibly prove that you are the only you in existence. It’s impossible to make a claim on who you really are. You know your name, yes, but what does that mean anyway?

Can you hear me too? As you receive these words, what do I sound like? I’m in your head, aren’t I? I didn’t write this book, you did. You’re the one urging this woman to quit her job, sell her things, and move across the country to find some space to write this way and you don’t even know you’re doing it. You call stuff into your life like that, all the time. You called this in. This woman I am, lives a simple life. She meditates all day, does yoga, goes for walks, prays all hours of all days. The one thing she doesn’t have control of is this urge to write. Over and over again she feels like she has to find a way to let the voice within her share what it has to share… or else. Or else what? Or else you’ll be stuck in the dark. Yes, you. Is it true you’ve been experiencing darkness of some kind? Confusion? Shame? Fear? I want you to know that what you receive as thought is heard by all of us. We all exist within you. I feel you, I hear you and you feel me, you hear me. We will always be together like that. Every single part/piece of this world is outside of you, yes, but it was all within you, first.

Before time was a thing, space was all there was. Space existed without boundaries. Now, with time, and people, places, things, it’s harder to grasp our connection to one another. Human beings are the greatest form of life on earth that I know of. We are so unlimited, in so many ways. As my small personality self, I don’t know much about being limitless. However, as my soul, I know everything. I’ve been everything. So have you.

Listen. Breathe. Be still. How did this word get here to you? Was there truly a process? Do you believe certain things had to happen a certain way for this experience to come to be here… or is it just here? Have there been choices you’ve made that created a certain energy that matched with the frequency of this message? Are you really creating all of this? Is it possible that this word is unfolding from inside of you, that this word is seen from inside of us? Or is it what the body would say, that these words are seen by you and they are no part of you at all? Are you living like the chef, watching the perfect meal come together? Or are you the noodle, a small little part of something you have no authority over? Sometimes this stuff is a lot for me to think of, but other times, it’s so energizing, and it feels so good to just… wonder.

Like with life…

It can be a lot… it can be a trauma to overcome… to heal.

Or this human life can be the greatest experience of your existence… a wonder.

If we continue believing that we have nothing to do with anything that is here right now, we will always feel like something is missing. What’s missing? Connection. To our power, to our time, to our creations, to our selves, and to these souls. Connection is sustained through feeling. Awareness. Presence with. Energy shared. When we feel what the truth of our souls feel, we feel satisfaction, joy, ease, calm. That’s soul. Anything else is a warning that we’ve been led out of the real. Ya feel?

I want to keep writing. I want this to be good. I want this to be entertaining and enlightening.

What’s that? The small self getting in the way of the expression of the soul.

See… the soul knows it is. The soul is ready for anything that is created to be. The soul does not think. The soul just is. Writing was flowing, until my small self came into my experience. I know those thoughts are her because well, when I write from my soul, I don’t really want anything. When I live from my soul, I don’t want anything. I simply am aware of multiple potentials and I choose those realities for myself from the seat of the soul. So, slow down. Just be here. And keep going, with a little more focus on connection, awareness, and intention. Discover it all. Sit back in wonder and awe of how amazing it is that you are HERE!

I am here, too.

Hi.

The Warrior

The way I see it, 
the warrior inside of me
has always been there.

Just pushed down.
Deep inside, her power was kept hidden and guarded.
Waiting for a day when the coast would be clear.

She was buried under criticism,
held down by “not enough” and “can’t”.
She fell into the game of playing small

following those who lived on this land before her.
But the universe had bigger plans for this warrior,
it was time for her to answer the call.

On one hand, it hasn’t been so bad down here.
She made herself comfortable.
She smiled when she was asked how she was.

She made peace with the dark world that she created.
Even though she knew it was not what she was truly capable of
there would be more for her to receive because

she couldn’t stay there forever.
She was running out of air.
Every second she spent held back from potential felt like a century.

She had a kingdom waiting for her.
A throne to pursue.
It is the warrior inside us all who is here to win the world, you see.

So, choose to set this warrior free.
To stop denying her of her innate ability to fly.
Her wings hold more power than anyone will ever comprehend.

She may often be misunderstood.
But better that, than hidden and denied.
The warrior inside is ready to fly.

A New Story Begins

Newly awakened to the power of the life inside of me, I can’t help but regret not knowing myself in this way sooner. I watch and listen as creation starts from inside of me and becomes my reality. 

It’s a habit at this point. Every few days or so, there is a new idea for a movie or book happening from that space. It can happen anywhere, at any time. Delight, real delight comes true to me as the start of a new story begins. The movie script pours into me, characters, storyline, title, and all. Some days, I watch as multiple scenes are acted out. Others, a book is written, published, and shared with the world. It’s magic. I’ve lost myself in the ways of my inner voice. I’ve quit my job, sold my things, and bought a one way ticket to France all because of her. I’ve lived in Florida all my life. Is this what happens when you actually love and care about what’s happening inside of yourself? For 24 years of my life, I’ve lived without knowledge of the power of my inner voice. Someone taught me that it was my conscience and that it could tell me what’s right and what’s wrong. Rarely does my inner voice ever have concerns with telling me what is, however she did share with me that the idea that the only thing inside me was a conscience that told me what was right and wrong, was wrong. What was inside of me, was not an it, it was definitely a she. She could do much more than discern between right and wrong. After traveling the long journey my life has been to come to value this voice, I was ready to receive space to actually witness, hear, and understand this voice. I liked what she had to say, I loved her creations, and the people around me… were distracting me. It was a habit of mine, one I couldn’t discern if it was a good one or a bad one, to put other people above me. I would do anything and everything I could to make the people around me happy. I didn’t want to live like that anymore, but at the same time, I didn’t want to live life serving my own happiness either. I wondered if it was right to be a servant to this inner guide. Or would I learn to serve nothing, to just be? Knowledge of the power within hasn’t exactly given me access to all of the answers like I always thought it would. I didn’t know where I fit in this life and I still didn’t know where the people around me fit into my life either. If they weren’t above me, telling me what to do and how to be, where in my life did they belong? I wasn’t sure. What I was sure of, as I was on my way to entering my 26th year on this earth, was that this was the year that I wanted to see this tiny part of me truly grow. I wanted to see her fully expressed, valued, respected, and loved. She deserved it. I had been blind to the value of this connection to myself for years. It wasn’t until I completely lost contact in 2022, that I recognized that this connection had any value to me. After 2 weeks in Mexico without meditation and with an emotionally abusive boyfriend, I couldn’t hear myself anymore. Were there other people living on this earth without their own inner guidance? If so, how did they survive? I was struggling to. It was hell to live without my inner voice. I started to wonder how many people around me had it, and how many didn’t. I also started to wonder about myself. I had been experiencing something really good going on inside of me, how long had it been there? And how would I get it back?

To Every Personality I Have Ever Clung To

To every personality I have every clung to, thank you.

You come into my world

A beautiful girl

A talented girl

Wise girl

Strong girl

Girl who works out

Girl who loves smoothies

Girl who loves dating

Girl, girl, girl

I can try forever to be one

but, I’m not.

I’m waking up to all that I am beyond all of the personalities, a reality where I am liberated from being “myself”.

Being “myself” has been painful, exhausting, thrilling, exciting, a journey I have loved deeply, but finally

life takes me into this new moment without any concept of who I am.

No vision to live into, but the vision of full expression of the self that is here in this moment

there is no need for me to be anyone I am not

and no expectation to return into who I once was.

Here I am

a person

a soul occupying a body

new

bright

and I might never feel this way again

or I might feel this way all the time.

The point is that in this moment, I’m not controlling anything. I’m let off. Released. Broken, like the egg shell that holds the golden yolk.

We would starve, if we never let ourselves get devoured, and transformed.

you can make beautiful art…

while falling apart.

I hope you enjoy my newest ebook. I’ve made a few of these, but this is my very first one I have decided to publish. Stay blessed. Enjoy. ❤️

Change in Heart

“It’s okay to feel sad when you’re going through a break-up,” I say to myself, as I take a deep breath a let my heart settle. Love. Partnership. A few months ago, I wanted those things more than anything else in this world. I know I deserve those things, and that I’m good for those things. The opportunities that I have to fall in love with someone else are overflowing. It’s easy for me, to appreciate men and it’s easy for them to appreciate me too. I fall in love with their patterns, the way they feel deeply, the way their minds work, how they spend their time, what they’re passionate about. I love how badly they want to care for others and support others. Now, I know not every man is like this, but these are the men I’ve known, and the men I have fallen in love with, in the past.

Most recently, I fell in love with an older man with two kids. I made the mistake of misjudging my ability to be cautious. I thought I was being cautious. I thought I was asking the right questions, but this connection took me exactly where I was afraid I would go. The place I’m afraid of is a type of certainty. The type of certainty that I’m speaking on makes you feel like the man you’re in love with is the last and only man you will ever love like the way you’re loving him right now. I got to that place quickly with this man.

We met on December third, on a boat. To be completely honest, when I first met him, I was confused by his energy. He wasn’t someone who gave off open, high, or loving energy at all. But, when I looked into his eyes, I was in touch with the same still presence I often resided in before bed and in the morning, in my meditation. I was curious. How was it that I felt so resistant to being close to this man, yet when our eyes locked, getting close to him seemed like the best thing to do?

With our connection growing quickly, I tried to stay as present as I could with God, and with time when I was with this man. I wanted this connection to be protected from my past. I wanted this connection to be good for me. Which I could say that everything is good for me, it’s life, created by God, it always has a purpose. But still, I just wanted it to have the space for this connection be different, fresh, and ultimately better than my past experiences. I thought I had to control life in order to experience the life that I wanted. Do you smell my lack of trust in God’s path coming off the screen??? I felt that in order to control the trajectory of this connection, that presence was key. What I was missing in all of this, was trust. I took on all of the weight of navigating this new part of my life as if I was the creator of it. I thought I was following new patterns… like waiting to sleep with him, asking more questions about him, consciously growing our connection, focusing on getting to know him, as a human being. I thought I knew exactly how to navigate this new love. But without trust in God, knowledge was nothing.

Over time, I lost focus on getting to know God. It was difficult to notice, because it happened so slowly. This man began to take up so much space in my heart, and I had so much focus on attaining what I thought would be the most special experience in my life, that I lost the thing that was truly the most special thing to me, my relationship with my creator. When I was introduced to two of this man’s best friends, I felt like our connection would definitely be long term. I began to develop a false sense of security. He wanted to introduce me to his kids soon, too.

Things were moving fast, faster than we both expected. On December 17th, after an emotionally difficult experience with my Mother, with whom I’ve had a complicated relationship with my entire life, this man and I went to Busch Gardens together. I was excited to forget about what had happened in the afternoon and do something fun. Why not make it even more fun with some sativa/Delta 8? The night was hazy. I threw up. I had unprotected sex that I wouldn’t exactly describe as consensual. But because of the way I felt about this man, I assumed we would have had sex in the future anyways. I let the night go. I wanted to move on. I didn’t want to see that things were headed in a negative direction.

Over the next two weeks, I couldn’t find any sort of calm. One moment I was completely anxious, the next I was detached and numb. I was spiraling. It was during this time that I felt God call me to spend the New Year’s Eve weekend in solitude. It was also conveniently during this time that I was asked to spend the weekend with these new people in my life. New Years Eve weekend was a weekend of alcohol, sex, delta 8, more alcohol, and other drugs, and now we’re here. I touched the lowest places my energy has every occupied in my life, and I know it was needed. I believe that God needed to wake me up to what’s really important in this life. Protecting my health is something I need to invite God to do for me. Protecting my brain, my mind, my perception is something I need to invite God to do for me. Protecting my heart, is something Jesus will do if I just let him hold my heart, instead of clutching onto it myself. I needed to place my trust in Him, to lean not on my own understanding.

5 Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
6 in all your ways submit to him,
and he will make your paths straight.

Proverbs 3:5-6

I feel so changed from what I just experienced. So, in a way, I am grateful for the heartbreak I’m moving though, because God is now a bigger part of my life than I have ever seen Him be. I don’t waste my breath anymore on skipping over the truth. I know that I won’t compromise my character again. It’s okay to feel sad when you’re going through a break-up. It’s also okay to feel grateful, at peace, and relieved. There is so much to feel. I’m grateful God has gifted me with the opportunity to be alive with all of this. This life of mine is precious to me, and now, I know for sure, how precious my life is to Him too. There’s a plan for all of us, and God is always, always here.

In the Presence of my Savior

My ancestors had experienced both—

gut wrenching, heart stopping pain

and ethereal, undeniably thrilling ecstatic joy

as have I.

We have everything here, on earth

pain, misery, sorrow

bliss, joy, happiness.

When we arrive with God, we give up our pain

we give up our misery

we give up our sorrow

we give up any and all control

any and all grief is gone

regret… none

fear… nonexistent

God witnesses all of these things, in us, as His Great omnipresent Eye is on us

yet, when we are with Him, we are gone of any memories of anything other than

Peace

Love

Holiness

Wonder

Awe

and Gratitude.

God is good, all the time.

All the time, God is good.

When I am with God, I am Good.

When I am Good, I am with God.