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.

Part of the Journey

I watched hands touch white moisturizer as I heard within myself, “it will not be easy.” I knew this voice, it was Jesus. I came alive inside and witnessed a smiling face. It had been a while since I heard his voice this clearly. I always found myself greeting Jesus with joy, no matter what he had to say. I felt him smile back, but only for a moment. He became serious and stern. He said, “I must tell you, you are not making it easy for yourself with all that you are doing. It will not be easy,” he paused, “but, it can be, if you follow me.”

Jesus was consistent in his efforts of leading my heart. There has not been one moment in my life as Christina where I was disappointed in myself, and he was not there. “Follow me into the heavens,” he continued. “Follow me into peace. Follow me into light.” Or did he say, follow me through light into love? Follow me into light through love? Ugh. I began speaking back. “I don’t know if I’m strong enough, or good enough rather, I don’t even know if I’m hearing you correctly,” I said. “You’ll learn,” he said with a tone that I wish I knew how to put into words. “Jesus, how do I know if I’m making the right decisions? How will I know if I’ve pleased you?” He replied, “do not try to please me. I am eternally pleased. My peace does not waver. How often does your peace waver?” “Often,” I said back. “Remember, you are perfect in God’s eyes, but stay vigilant in your inner desire for perfection, it keeps you sharp. It is true to say that you are imperfect in your journey towards peace. However, your own awareness of your imperfection is perfect, to me. You are always right where I want you to be, and I can always find you where you are. I will bring you peace. You are not designed to find it on your own. Worry not about what your decisions are. Instead, concern yourself with your own peace around your decisions. Let your heart be real with you. Make space to feel. Is the peace you feel true? It is justified? Your development of your sense of peace is beautiful. Never question what is.”

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.

Me.

What does it mean, to choose yourself?

In this moment, it means noticing my body is wrapped in the towel I placed around it after I showered. I’m cold. 

If I valued my body more than I valued sharing words with the world, I would have an entirely different life. See, I was taught to put work first, over everything. So here I am, uncomfortable, but getting stuff done. Is the discomfort truly necessary? 

I wanted to try something new. I had been putting myself in the most uncomfortable situations all my young adult life, and what did that get me? 

What if my comfort started to matter to me? What if I cared more about me feeling good, than success? When it came to making choices, I wanted to put more energy into being aware of what I was truly feeling, and less energy into what everyone else around me seemed to want for me.

I wanted to learn to choose me.

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.

Soul Vibration

Christina on her soul vibration

Life on Earth is the ultimate vacation

She’s space traveling in her body

Not trying to be anybody

Other than what is

She is love, that’s all it is

All energy once in stagnation

given up, above

Moved by Jesus

Improving

Dissolving

what isn’t favored

Doing a million favors

For Earth and all it’s beings

So much to be seeing

This is what I wanted

This is what I wanted

It’s all right here

Always right here

Christina on Her Soul Vibration

Remembering Illumination

Freedom is ours

So many hours

letting go

One by One soon we all will know

He’s back

444

If the word
manifest

doesn’t resonate with you,
allow me to share energy from that point of view

I agree, creating life,
is not what we do.

That’s God’s work.
It’s true.
Witnessing and choosing life
that’s what we can do.

Selecting life.
Remembering life.

Everything has already been done.
Everything exists right now.

So how…

how do we live the life of our dreams
in a world where it seems
like we have to work so hard
and long to create?

We stop.
We generate trust
instead of lust
wanting ends
trying expires.

Our vibration rises higher.

We see empires in our minds.

Faith.
Patience.
Grace.
Goodness.

We develop our virtues.
Stepping back from the hamster wheel
won’t hurt you.

We don’t manifest.
We pass every and all tests.

When we desire something for the future, we are remembering.

We are receiving a memory of a potential future present moment, a message from our Divine Creator.

We receive this memory, we hold it.

Let life be here.
Be clear
receive

this reality is God made and He has already created Heaven for you.
There is nothing for you to do.

It’s all
Right
Here

God and Us

It’s me again.

Here

standing in front of the mirror

looking at her.

“I am ugly,” I think to her.

The next thing I think to myself is about hair.

I look with eyes that wish it to be different, I wished the hair would look ‘better’.

And in that thought, for just a moment, I watch myself turn away from the Love that I know I have for me.

One moment away from Love, is one moment too many.

As I open myself to receive Truth, the One voice within me is here.

“What if you’re tearing down someone else’s beautiful?” The voice says.

“What?” I ask.

“What if later, when you walk down the street, this hair is the most beautiful hair that someone else has ever seen?

And here you are, denying that.”

What if I’m tearing down someone else’s beautiful?

Something shifted.

What if I was tearing up God’s beautiful?

By God’s grace, this body I am existing in has been formed.

Who was I to question His artistry?

Many of my friends in my life have told me that I was beautiful and I have always been told wonderful compliments. My family thinks I am beautiful too. God shares delight with me, about the body He created for me.

To continue to participate in this criticism towards the physical beauty of this body was to choose to fight against the thoughts and words of my friends and family. That would hurt. What would hurt more, would be to deny God’s perspective of me.

A battle against the most loving perceptions I know, is a battle I no longer entertain.

It was time to stop allowing this mind to receive words that have never truly been said to me before. I had to stop putting hatred of myself on repeat, and love in the backseat. I wanted to start listening, really listening to God, and His Holy Truth.

Was the voice inside of me that wanted my hair to change worth believing?

What if that something inside me that wanted me to change, was the only thing that ever needed to change?

The inner critic wanted change. It said to me, “I am ugly.”

Remember, earlier?

I now ask that voice, to listen more. Listen to beauty. Listen to love. Listen to Jesus. Listen to God.

God will always praise us as His wonderful children.

In Union with God, we are surrounded by positive affirmations and Love, Truth, Peace, Grace, and even compliments given to us by our closest friends, strangers, family.

The smallest words can make the biggest impact, if we allow them to.

“You are absolutely beautiful today,” I say to all of me.

I access the part of me who thought of me as ugly. I looked right into its eyes and said,

“You might not think that we are beautiful all the time, and you catch all of these little flaws. What you have to say to me is mean and hurtful. I ask now that God rescue me from your pain, your jealousy of others, your insecurities. Lord, Savior, Lead me back into your Great, Loving, Sacred arms where I am free to feel wonderful about this physical vessel of yours.”

A weight lifted off of me.

I’m ripping someone’s best friend apart, when I say mean things to myself.

I’m criticizing someone’s only daughter when I hurt me.  

I have to stop hurting me, when I am someone that means so much to so many.


If there happens to be a scene in your life that you wish you had never seen, I hope that whatever you’re seeing in this present moment, can shine beyond all that has ever stood tall and dark to cloud this glorious Light that you are.

You are a Light of beauty and grace.

Your Light shines through everyone’s face.

God’s Light lives inside each one of us, including me, and when someone calls us beautiful, let us promise now to no longer disagree.