Death Comes To Us All

 In a world of chaos, I’m embracing death and change. Life and death, the cosmic balance of life that is something we used to know as a species, we’ve lost our way with it. Something about the knowledge that we will taste death does something to a person. 

I’ve walked with people (both personal losses and professional ones) who are on the path to death, seen the stages they pass through and the peace grows the closer they get. I’ve also seen in some cases, the fear and dread of leaving others behind, or not knowing what will come...this keeps us here for longer when we could pass in peace if we just accepted the stages of life as those stages. We will pass from this life into the next, and for that it’s inevitable. It’s something we CANNOT skip, or barter away. 

Many have tried to make deals with the devil for longer life, others seek the fountain of youth believing that it will keep the clutches of Death away from them for longer. But in the end, they met with Them, the One who walks with them intimately through a process of letting go, of holding onto freedom, and letting the change happen. It’s a gift, to be honest, to walk with people in those days and hours leading to death. I cannot believe that I was blessed to do so, but it’s given me a reflective nature on death that I wouldn’t have had otherwise. I think I’m more in tune with it than I realize...But It’s okay. 

I’ve become so closely acquainted with death, in the physical and spiritual forms, that I can say I am not nearly afraid of it like I had been. In fact, I can see the beauty of it, the unfolding of the steps like a forgotten rose left behind on the bush to waste away. But I’m here, to watch, to witness the glory and the passing. The way life is given, even in death, by the passing of all things. From the ashes of what’s passed on before, we rise up nurtured and strong.

Without the passing of the previous…we wouldn’t be here. There is something just beautiful in that to me. Knowing that I come from the ashes of life before, from all of life. Plants, animals, and humans alike, have nurtured me, and donated to my DNA…ashes to ashes, dust to dust. From the earth I come, and to the earth I’ll return. 

Breeding Arrogance VS Mother Earth

 

We breed this arrogance into our bones, like its nothing.

Every drip, every generation, every seed carries this arrogance like it’s our right.

We challenge those who don't have it, who want nothing more than to connect to each other and to the earth.

We see them through eyes of self indulgence, and self importance.

Forgetting that as they inhale, we exhale.

Forgetting that every step we take directly affects those around us.

Even the earth feels our influence.

We wonder why there is this break and pain with the Earth and her people.

It’s because we fanned the flames of self more than we fanned the flames of community and peace.

Find the peace within, regain that connection to Earth and hear her heartbeat.

Feel her breath on your cheek.

Don’t shy away from it when it’s uncomfortable.

Mother Earth deserves to be heard, in all her forms and fashions.

Mother Earth is the original #metoo survivor and we must believe her for her to heal.

For us to heal.

For us to prosper and be the balance we were made for.

There is no Earth without us, and no us without Earth. 

Opening My Creative Doors!

 I’m doing it. It’s done. It’s set up and ready to go. By the time this post is live, my photography doors will be open. (Check it out here!)

It feels small in the grand scheme of things, and I’m not blind to what’s going on in the world these days. But doing this for me, carving out my spot to just be me, feels right. This is the time, crazy and uncertain as it is. This is my golden hour, my blue hour, my best seller status, my higher calling. 

I can feel the change slipping through my fingers like gentle waves against the shore. With each release is a recapture of what once was, and what can be. A reminder that she's still in here, still breathing the life through all the fuckery that came before. 

This feels both the biggest and the smallest step I’ve ever made, and I can see the other big/small steps that led me here. Each step seemed wrong, didn’t fit with the previous steps I’d taken. The previous roads I started down. Yet here I am, on another precipice, feeling the strong winds of the past and future fighting over which direction I fall. 

Every precipice is an opportunity to soar, to fight the currents, the glide and to fall. Every precipice leads to the next one, and each one grows bigger and smaller at the same time. 

Leading up to the launch of this web shop, I've faced challenges that threatened to turn me off course. To pull me into questioning the validity of my life and passions. Again, I'm reminded over and over that the Universe has me. That these things strengthen myself, heal things, and move in the right direction. I've leaned into journaling and speaking with safe people in these times, and the support and gift of friendships is astounding. 

Where am I going with this? 

I expected this post to turn out differently, but it turned out how it's supposed to. Full of truth and the reality of where I'm at. The mess that life makes when one is trying to live according to their intuition. It's not always pretty. In fact, I suspect that living a life such as this redefines beauty and truly living. It transforms us from passive spectators to the valiant heroes we've longed to be. 

Heroes of our own stories, our own personal heroes' journey. There's a part of the story called the Dark Night of The Soul. In this part, the hero takes time to process everything that's happened. They are usually worse off and questioning everything. This is just before the hero finds the solution to the problem and learns their lesson. (Take loosely from Save The Cat! Writes A Novel, by Jessica Brody pg. 26) This is where I'm at, where I've been, for months now. Each event, each step, has carried its own moment before the dawn and this feels like another one.  

Making my space in the world, and trusting the intentions I've spoke aloud into becoming, fills me with a wildly beating heart that is truly breathing fully for the first time in decades. Welcome to the space I've made to heal my inner child, my inner teen, and all aspects of myself. Through creativity, I soar and dance with the cosmos. 

Why Did The Pandemic Happen?

 

To do away with what was hurting Earth, and people. 

The gift of loss and grief is now, but almost done. 

Give time to the knowledge and feeling of security and don't lose sight of the spiritual and universe along the way. 

Emotion are high, and coloring situations falsely, time of confusion and hope, clarity and depression. 

It's all going to be okay. Give it time. 

Trust the process. Trust Spirit. Trust yourself. 

Do away with false beliefs, old thoughts, useless patterns. 

Humanity is leveling up, higher consciencness, love, and good.

Emotional highs n anger, uncertainty, the dying of the masculine will lash back as he fades into the morning light. 

Feminine will heal, entering a new era of seeing, feeling and knowing. 

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The above was a channelled message from Spirit and my guides about the pandemic. We're in year two of this world-wide phenomenon, and many feel anger, uncertainty, and struggle to find hope and purpose. It's a stagnant energy we're living in, and while it's useful for the progression of the human species, it's uncomfortable, heart-rending, and chaotic. 

In generations past, plagues would ravage the world, decimating populations, and allowing the Earth to renew itself. The weight of humanity diminished during those times, and I feel that this pandemic serves the same purpose. We're in this moment of civilization that has to face this. 

I want to offer hope, however. We cannot have darkness without light, cannot have life with death of some sort. Death isn't a horrible thing, but since it's another life happening that we've been distanced from, we fear it. Death isn't the total ending of someone or something. It's a promise of a new beginning, and don't we all need those from time to time?  

So during these last weeks of 2021, take the time to release whatever energy you've been carrying the last few years. Let it go, it's served you long enough. 

It's time to move into the season of comfort, self healing, and intimacy with family, universe, and tradition.