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feeling like something is not right. I’m battling with feelings of unfulfillment and disconnection trying to find my own light. I really want to explore more of the side of me that wants to be more spiritual and connected to my ancestors and their guidance I feel I deeply need it now I recently been on the journey of self-discovery and finding myself unrecognizable years of past, and I don’t feel regret, but I feel lost. I know I need to get out more and do more to find what I naturally gravitate towards and I want to find that strength to hear and see the teachings the spiritual teachings so I keep my eyes open and my heart open but I think sometimes it’s the environment that dictates so much of the messages that we receive.

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My body is my home

It is the temple where my soul breathes, speaks, sings and dances

It is the garden where I bloom open to receive the pleasure I was born to delight in

It is the bed where i land when i wake from my travels into the depths of the universe

It is the canvas where I paint my dreams, my visions, my longings

Where my emotions color the world around me

It is the sacred compass that leads me through life

Devoted to the rhythms of the earth, the cycles of the moon and the stars

It is where I discover the wild sensuality that lives within my hips,

The healing powers in my hands,

The infinite oceans of love in my heart

Where i become fluent in the language of my intuition

It is a work of art

A vessel for creation , expression, fluidity, freedom

Where I weave the fabrics of my reality

The void from which everything begins

It is not meant to be restricted,

Only to be nurtured, to be held, to be loved for everything that makes me who I am

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Lately I've been feeling that I'm on the precipice of a great transition and that energy is building up around me directly for that purpose. It's ushering me forward into the unknown. I don't know if I feel ready for change and my decision to lean into this transition is coming with hesitancy and resistance. With my soul and intuitive knowing, I feel that this chapter is coming to an end and I have to let it experience its natural death.

I've been unemployed for two months now and job searching. My plan was to find a career before moving house. I have been here for three years in unideal (and unsafe) conditions but, being stubborn and hardy against conflict, I thought that I might stick it out for another year. The tension bubbling up around the unsafe person and new sanitation issues have sealed my resolve to move house this coming October once my lease ends. If I stay here, I don't think that I will be able to progress further in my individuation. This is not a place where new life or new ideas can grow.

This current moment feels like one of solitary reflection, process, and burial before moving on. Despite my resentments, I have grown into myself in this house. Here, I have learned to be comfortable in my own solitude, and learned and deepened my meditations despite consistent chaos just outside my room. Some part of me loves this place, but I realize that love comes from how I've shown up and grown here. Fortunately I'll be taking myself onward, where hopefully I'll find a home that provides community, sanctuary, and safety.

May you all rest somewhere safe, where love flows freely and your heart feels full.

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We await our sanctuary with open arms

Steeped in love, bathed in sunshine, laced with mystic charm

We dream of boundless land where we can run

As two souls braided into one

We will eat from the fruit of abundance and bliss

And sip on the nectar of life

We will deepen our love for each other and walk hand in hand, stepping into the light

We will lounge underneath the palm trees

Draped in flowing skirts and beads,

Tending to gardens in the sultry heat,

Planting and watering seeds,

Swimming, painting and building fires

Pursuing our deepest desires

Laughing and talking for hours,

Soaking in tubs filled with herbs and flowers,

Crafting oils and teas and perfumes,

Casting spells in the glow of the moon,

Admiring sunsets and mountain views

As Mother Earth paints the sky in vibrant hues

And nothing in this world will feel more true

Than sharing this sacred space with you

I dedicate this to my Mom and I🌸✨

🌸🌻🌼🌸🌻🌼🌸🌻🌼🌸🌻🌼🌸🌻🌼🌸🌻🌼🌸🌻🌼🌸

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Lately my soul has been aching to slow down and surrender to my sensuality - making love with every moment. I love waking up to rays of sun dripping off my curtains like honey, enjoying the cool silk sheets sliding over my warm body, the breeze from the open window drifting into my curls like a lover's soft fingertips, closing my eyes while listening to my favorite songs and feeling every note dancing across my skin. When you tap into your inner sensual goddess, you awaken a raw passion for life that makes every day feel magical.

A few ways I make life more delicious:

Dancing - My body craves to dance in a playful, fluid and seductive way; I especially want to learn belly dancing and pole dancing.🌺💃🌹✨

Painting - I always have so many colourful visions swimming in my mind and painting is one of the ways I make them come to life.🌿🎨🖌📚

Swimming - I've been learning to swim and I find that I feel more relaxed, receptive and connected to my intuition when I'm in the water.🌊🏊🏽‍♀️🌌✨

Nourishing Foods - Juicy mangoes and peaches, creamy bananas, steamed vegetables, teas and smoothies - a nourishing meal or a refreshing drink satiates my body and gives me more energy for my day.🍊🍌🍇🍉

Just needed to come here and talk real quick lol - I feel so safe here to let my creativity run wild and share my feelings. Thank you beautiful goddess Saka for creating this sacred temple of self-expression. Everybody have a lovely day🌺✨

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Some days, I heard my spirit calling out to me

Craving something deeper

A longing to savor every sweet sensation

So I opened my eyes to a sensual world of bright flavors and loud colors

And I began to revel in the beautiful present moment

Adorning myself with shells and stones and beads,

Indulging in the rich sweetness of mangoes and peaches and honey,

Walking barefoot on sandy shores drenched in sunlight,

Turning my favorite playlists on and dancing my soul out of my body,

Stepping into soothing bubble baths with candles and rose petals,

Slowly undressing and diving into a sea of linen sheets at the end of the day

There is so much to feel, to taste, and to see

On this journey to set my yearning spirit free

She has outgrown the way things have been

And she's ready to slow down and take it all in

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I rise like the sun in the early sky

The shimmering ocean breathes a gentle sigh

A breeze blows my curtains open wide

Letting warm, golden light spill inside

I blink my eyes awake and yawn

The sky overflows with the glow of dawn

So I slip into my silk dress and walk out the door

Taking slow steps down to the shore

I stand with arms outstretched as the waves dance around my thighs

I place my fears and stress aside; they melt into the rhythms of the tide

I dive into the water, as clear as can be

And surrender to the magic of the sea

Cleansed with cosmic love, I come up for air

Seashells and flowers are scattered in my hair

Immersed in aquatic bliss,

I’ve never felt so free

My soul is weightless

In my ocean fantasy

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This poem was written as a celebration of cleansing the soul and surrendering to the arms of the Goddess. Diving into the water symbolizes entering a space where i can give all of my fears and worries to Her and, in return, allow Her to flood my soul with love, bliss, wisdom and creativity✨

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I am new here and I would love to get to know my our new community! I already feel calmer being here and glad to meet new people and make new connections :D

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I recently joined Saka's beautiful community, one of her videos found me and I took it for a sign. I already love this peaceful space, I struggle sometimes with belonging places and this space feels so safe. I have been having some mental health issues and being here makes me feel better already, I want to continue to grow and change together ❤️

Love you!

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Feeling anxious or disconnected? - This is for you<3 

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Feeling anxious or disconnected? - This is for you<3 

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Hello beautiful souls 🤍

I see so many people feeling disconnected, anxious, overwhelmed, or simply stuck in negative thought patterns. And honestly, same...

We live in a world that leaves everyone feeling so disconnected from ourselves and each other, so here's two simple practices that genuinely help me feel lighter and more grounded, bc it truly gives me so much joy thinking this might even just help one of you <3 :

✨ Before bed, write down 3 things that went well today.

They don't have to be big. Maybe you got out of bed, went for a walk, or ticked something off your to-do list. Over time, this trains your brain to notice what's going right instead of only focusing on what's wrong. Slowly making you think more positively<3

✨ If you're feeling low --> send love to someone else!

Picture a friend, a loved one, or even a stranger somewhere in the world. Silently wish them happiness, peace, and healing. Sometimes it's easier to access love for others than for ourselves, and in doing so, we end up feeling filled with more love within ourselves!

Just a gentle reminder that small shifts can create big changes over time. 🤍 Much love! / @youhavewings_

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Dear God,

I ask that you lay me to rest, put me in the soil.

I ask that you remove the muscles in my shoulders, my neck, as I enter the door, and place them on the coat hangers. I'll watch the fibres loosen, unburned by my ever chattering head.

Next, will you prise my skull open? Take my brain out and give it a shake. I'll marvel at it uncaged before you soak it in a pot of hot water. We'll watch the fear seep out slowly, swirling in dark streaks, until the water resembles the black night sky. We will laugh together at its insanity, and return it to the Earth.

I ask that afterwards, God, you cup my jaw and rub your thumbs on the tender joints until the screws come loose. You'll catch the falling bone and set it upon the fireplace. We will watch it rest in the warmth of the flames, that soft jaw, no words to hold.

When we are done, we will marvel at our work, let this body rest for a few nights. And when the muscles have forgotten, and that brain unravels, and that jaw softens, will you put me back together again? Will you look at this vessel in awe, saying 'you needed to die for some time, so you can go be alive'?

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Hello all. I wanted to share some musings and some questions as I navigate what I've considered my life work for some time but only recently have begun realizing it (in all senses of the word): Hope.

This year I have been intentionally carving and sculpting space for connection building, community building, and collaborative work towards a communal future. I have been a being of hope for some time, but the deep rooted need to bring others into the light of creating a future that excites our imagination is ever increasing. In a way, I am quite desperate for others to grasp the ways hope has changed my life, can change their own. I am afraid of my desperation driving others away, if I am candid.

But I want to try. I am planning an in person event that I may take online eventually, to host a space for hope-centered interactions. I want to encourage others to recognize the hopes they already hold, and identify what inspires hope in them. I am early in developing this idea, but wanted some input from a space I hold as deeply connective, rootingly inspired.

How would you try to articulate hope to another being? Especially if that being does not know how to recognize it?

I would deeply appreciate any thoughts or reflections you are willing to share with me. I hope we continue to hold each other.

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I truly find it fascinating how the more you detach, the more comes into your life. It is often said, "Where attention goes energy flows,". This quote really stuck with me. If you cater your energy towards yourself, and turn inwards, the universe fallows, because really, you are the universe, the eternal life force. So when you detach from cercumstances, results, etc, everything works in your favour. Recently, I've been struggling to detach, and I find myself ataching so easily. I guess this is overshareing but oh well I feel like this stems from my daddy issues, or abandonment issues because my father left when I was twelve, without saying a word. Sometimes, even now, I feel like people will leave me, so I attatch. At one point I thought it was over, that I was finally over this, but I just keep looping, any ideas on how to get out of this loop?

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I just discovered this community during one of those nights where I wake up with a heavy feeling and looking to soothe myself. Sometimes i find it soo hard to connect with my heartspace, like i am detached from it and everything is seen through a mental filter, a kind of freeze state in which i have te solve ‘life’. Not a nice place!

I long for feeling at peace and home within myself, being guided from a place of love. Now i feel like i am operating in survival mode.

What helps you to do this?

Greetings from Belgium

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Hola! Les comparto esta pequeña poesía que escribí. Recientemente he tenido mucho trabajo de introspección, que ha hecho que vea partes de mí de una manera que jamás había visto. Y ha Sido un poco doloroso ( acá hablando una infp 🤣)

Pero ya estoy subiendo mi cabeza de este fondo, y poco a poco me voy ubicando, aunque eso implique matar partes de mí.

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One day…she fell in love with herself

She began to obsess over the girl in the mirror

The one who has never left her

Never given up on her

Staring deeply into her soul

She practiced radical self acceptance

She knows she can hold herself

And truly see herself

So no one else really has to

She can let go of the need to be wanted

As long as she likes and wants herself

That’s all that matters

There is beauty in the pain

And wonder in the struggle

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I recently recognized that I have been moving through a cyclical pattern. I manage to have a good couple of weeks, but then it progressively gets worse: I start to get more and more anxious until I fall into a couple of days in which I am kind of depressed and really struggle. After that, I manage to calm down, see things from another perspective, and reconnect with myself. I just wish to find more balance and be able to avoid accumulating so much tension that I arrive at a point where I can't handle it anymore. I believe this happens because I absorb too much negative energy that I am not able to let out. I'm looking for new ways to try not to fall into this kind of pattern. Sending all of you so much love

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a poem by me, inspired by my mom

a woman made of silk and sun rays

a ring of stars around her waist

body sculpted like a flower vase

her mind wanders in outer space

her voice drips with honey, slow and sweet

she dances where the sky and ocean meet

skin like melted gold

and a heavenly allure,

her heart blooms open like a rose

with love deeper than the ocean floor

she swirls and shakes her sacred hips

the secrets of the universe are on her lips

her curls are lush as a forest after rain

her creative energy is wild and untamed

a weaver of dreams and desires,

her calling is to heal and inspire

the wise, free and lovely one,

she is the goddess of the sun

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I find myself between two worlds of speaking to my inner child and turning my Back against her, searching for validation in a relationship that feels fulfilling for a while then doesn’t. I’ve been on a spiritual journey since 2020 and lately. I’ve been finding myself disconnected to my being. Would you personally have any advice for this?

Much love, thank you for any wisdom you’d like to share🤍

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Hey! I have this internal friction going on inside of me and sharing feels like a good option. I want to be a hot girl. A slut. A baddie. A cunt. I’m also from the hood so I’m a real ass bitch at heart. So maybe I’m a little ratchet a little unserious and unsettling to some. But I also want to be ethereal. Whimsical. Soft. Clean. Holistic. Finding a balance between these opposing identities seem to be hard. Like some days I want a pair of low rise jeans and a cute new leather jacket and my nails and toes done texting 3 different dudes at once. Then I hear the little daisy in me and she’s like what no, acrylic is bad for your nails. Having more than one partner can end badly, going out to the club or bar is wasting your energy, and consumption is bad. I’m trying to find that balance and I keep feeling so much friction. How can I even begin to know what I truly want when who I am seems to contradict one another. How do these energies exist within me thrive and become fulfilled when they’re seemingly trying to overpower each other. Not to mention the friction and blockages this causes in my relationships, money, and lifestyle. How do I even begin to live in alignment when this friction tells me I’m bad. In the wise words of Xscape Who do I run to?

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Right now I can feel the skin of my face relax and the lavender of my face masks is transporting me... somewhere softer

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I've been trying to tap into the feeling that I have a soul. That is to say, that I am worthy of nurturing and protecting just like anyone else. I've known this deep down for a long time, but growing up I had a lack of people really looking out for me. I learned that is was my job to endure, and act unmoved by any hardship that was put on me. I should have complained more as a child. I should have been more upset with the way I was treated. But I know there is something divine within me. I know this every time I wish better for someone else. We all matter just the same.

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Watching a community like this feel good begs the question as to why I can't also? I am a person just the same but I wake up constantly depressed and drained. I hate feeling bad without a cause. Was just hoping to seek some guidance as to what I am missing and if this resonates with others xxx

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i just came in here to wish everyone a beautiful and magical day. remember that you matter, you are loved, and you have a lot of good things coming your way.

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"The masterpiece comes when we're relaxed"

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"The masterpiece comes when we're relaxed"

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What does relaxation feel like to me?

It feels like having space to notice my body's needs. It feels like I am open to life and I can respond to its unfolding. It feels like being in touch with what makes me and moves me.

Do I feel relaxed right now? When I draw attention to my breath something definitely relaxes in me. My breath is like a loved one that I can rely on.

Often I feel the pressure to rush myself. What would it feel like if I took the time I need? When I take my time I feel space to notice - each word, the light and shadows, how it makes me feel.

My breath tells me there's nowhere to get to. My breath tells me that I can come home. All creative acts call me back home when I listen.

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sometimes it feels that no matter what i do, stress, fear and anxiety is waiting for me behind the corner. currently i am experiencing work anxiety - i have been jobless for quite a while and now, tomorrow i got a chance to try at a new job. its simple, nothing fancy, just a manual labor job. i am so grateful for it, but im so scared. when i started my spirituality journey, i learned little bit about the world, meditations, nature and things like that. and after learning about these peaceful things in life, work to me seems like a torture. i feel like there is something more to life than to eat, work, sleep and repeat all of this again for 50 years if youre lucky. sometimes i wish i never learned that, maybe i would be going to work like a normal person without fighting myself inside every time i go. but its such a blessing to learn about the secrets of this life.

i spend so much time feeling like a mess. i basically live in my head. dreaming of things that seems unreachable. making up fake scenarios in my head and making myself feel bad. sometimes i get tired of it and jealous of people who can manage that.

even besides that i still feel like i have some magical moments in my life. its just sometimes hard.

i never really told anyone how i feel about all of this, but i feel like this is a safe space to do so.

have a blessed day.

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I recently got back home from traveling and I feel so blessed. I showered tonight and took good care to clean my body and mind, letting the time pass slow without feeling guilt. Hot water always reminds me of the privilege it is to have a home, clean water, and the time and energy to care for my body. 2026 is a year full of pain so far, but I'm trying to find a balance between building a stable base of self love and care (through slowness, yoga, journaling and feeding my intuition), and facing the world; I want to take an active part in helping it heal, no matter how small the action, no matter how overwhelming it all is. What books have you guys been reading/movies you're watching? I'm reading braiding sweetgrass and with each chapter I can't help but tear up at how deeply human and beautiful it can be. I recommend "the scent of green papaya" by Tran Anh Hung for a slow, ambient and very gentle movie

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snapshots of "A soft-landing manual for the second gilded age" thread on Westenberg

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Today my web exploring took me in the direction of discovering more limbs of the indie web ꙳⸌☻ັ⸍꙳ Naturally my first instinct was to come here and share this with you guys! Everyone who drops in here, reads, replies, writes, and pours any amount of attention into creating spaces of grounded online dialogue— i truly feel like we are contributing to something big. If any of you guys are interested in the internet sphere in a kinda sociological sense id love do some chatting/co-research/thinking about the indie web with u ⊹𖠋𖠋𖠋⊹ I want to read through and contribute to the dialogue of that other thread, and share our little landing space as well. Saka when you see this, thank you again for every moment of attention and dreams that you put into creating this site, you opened a portal ˚｡⋆₊˚⊹♡

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Realities of comfort/why it hurts to let go of it. 

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Realities of comfort/why it hurts to let go of it. 

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Growing up I've always stayed in my comfort zone as a way to stay inoffensive and "safe" and now I really believe this has negatively impacted and held me back in this not so permanent, fleeting existence. Living life while avoiding trouble in all shapes and forms, really just makes me value things less. Things seem smaller than they should, connections feel stifling, deep conversations die in the throat before having a chance to be spoken. It's this quiet heaviness that comes by staying in comfort and denying the privilege that I already hold to be able to think like that. However, equally it's hard to leave. Fear controls a lot of my living experience, things seem bigger than they should stopping me from moving where I need to go. On top of being difficult to hold when I am comfortable, it simultaneously feels unattainable. Or at least my desired version of it. When I'm finally given what I truly desire earnt or given I 1) hold onto it for dear life 2) run to chase the next high. This sounds counterintuitive, but I really hope anyone who's reading this can understand. Sometimes it feels the like the very act of chasing a positive (comfortable) experience ends up stifling into a negative one. I feel trapped, but I am my own prisoner.

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Some people work themselves into dust

and call it strength.

Some run from their own silence

and call it purpose.

Some grind their spirit thin

and call it adulthood.

But none of that is holy.

Holiness is not the hustle.

Holiness is the breath.

The pause.

The quiet choosing of peace

over performance.

You were never meant to survive the day.

You were meant to live it.

You were meant to let God pour into you

so you don’t collapse under a weight

you were never meant to carry alone.

You don’t need to be impressive.

You don’t need to be busy.

You don’t need to be seen.

You need to be held.

You need to be fed.

You need to be whole.

Let the hustlers run.

Let the performers pretend.

Your calling is deeper—

to thrive, not crumble.

To breathe, not prove.

To rise, not rush.

Your life is not a stage.

Your soul is not a machine.

Your rest is not a weakness.

Your rest is your worship.

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Creating a safe space for YouTube channel 

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Creating a safe space for YouTube channel 

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This is a space for the deep feelers, the quiet thinkers, the ones who move through life like they’re living in a movie directed by God.
Here, we don’t rush. We don’t perform. We don’t chase trends or curate aesthetics for the algorithm.
Business inquiries: faithrose338@gmail.com

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Here's a simple little journaling ritual that I like to do to ground myself and set the tone for my day:

Morning check-in - How am I feeling today? Physically and mentally?

Intention for the day -
What do I want to channel or see unfold today?

Action for intention - "Today I will__to step closer to my intention.

Gratitude - Name at least 3-5 things you're grateful for <3

Affirmations - (example on second slide)

Sending love and healing your way<3

/saga_in_stillness

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I make love to my kitchen every couple of days

I rub her parts down with soap and bleach

All her crevices are touched

The dinner is stored and the pots are cleaned

My hands are used to clean her cabinets, her drawers, and to sweep her floors

I think she makes love to me too

She holds my fruits, veggies, and all my other foodie delights

Her walls have witnessed my dance with desire many times whether through my days or through the dark of my night

Yet they’ve told no one and held them close

I make love to my kitchen every couple of days

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Almost two years postpartum and I’m discovering or uncovering my own inner child is in need of mothering. It has been a real struggle trying to stop and observe her too. To just see her. Except her hurt. Feel her pains, fears and abandonment.

My child is the opposite. Wild. Free. Outgoing. Spirit of yellows, oranges, and pinks! My daughter is all my younger self needed. That makes me proud to know she feels safe in her home but I also find myself grieving for my inner child who had not. I want to give her the biggest hug and to tell her she’s safe in my arms. That she is not too much. That she is beautiful. That she deserves safety and unconditional love. That abandonment will not be a forever theme. That she will meet her soulmate who mirrors her truth. That she will become her truth. 💜

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As I find myself in stillness and whisper to my heart what her deepest desire is, she asks for community, longing for connection. For my soul to be recognised by another, to see the reflection of my heart in someone else's.

I have yet to find my soul tribe. Still, I rest in full trust that one day I will be surrounded by hearts longing for the same as I. People who find community, love, creativity, joy, and spirituality in one another. If this in some way resonates with you - don't hesitate to reach out.

I see you and I love you. <3

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That interaction with Mash earlier was really interesting.

“Are you guys sisters, friends? You could've been sisters in your past life.”

We were just finding somewhere to eat our ice cream Liv said, “This is a guy I met at Hannigans last night”.

He motioned down, “I don't bite, unless you do first”. We sat and talked about Beyoncé and karaoke for a bit, but within a matter of minutes

“you guys have such calm energy, do you meditate or something? You do, classic hippies. Do I? Of course”.

A few seconds of silence, a compliment on my heart nose ring, and a bite of my gelato later

“do you consider yourself a good person? You're a sociology major.. I feel like you want to help the world. Do I? of course. I am a filmmaker because I wanted to shift the world, help people but not in something boring like psychology. I want to make something that makes people feel something.”

He stands up to leave, but first tells me and her how he's going to be playing football at the Mirador of st nicholas with his friends if we want to come and join or watch the sunset

“ I feel like I will see you guys around, our energies will attract.”

We didn't go to the mirador

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A Prayer for Renewal

I pray that you are moved through each season of your life with grace, beauty, harmony, and love for yourself and for others. I pray that you recognize that we are all sacred manifestations of Godself.

As you go through the seasons and fill the world with your heart’s contents, questions, secrets, and desires. I pray that you are cradled close and keep your mind and body mindful of your life’s miracles. I pray that you are showered with miracles.

I am already so grateful for your miracles.

May you love yourself and be an alchemist for others. May your heart open to receiving and giving love in all forms. Open your throat to speak truth to power and to speak your truth with joyful pride. May  your creative soul be illuminated and ground you in the beauty of the natural world. May you recognize nature as divine imprint that sustains your body.

May you be granted peace, vitality, ecstasy, love, trust, positivity, contentment, pure heartedness, mindful awareness and non-judgement. May you be a light to the world and a light to yourself.

May you be sheltered from oppression physically, mentally, energetically, financially, spiritually, and emotionally. And may you be sheltered from being an oppressor.

May freedom be granted to all living beings. May you be protected from evil, loss, harm, tribulation and disaster. May you be kept close to source and may you be surrounded with your soul’s tribe. May your life be filled with light and love and may you find yourself ever grateful, ever returning, and ever celebrating.

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Hola!! Hoy quiero compartir este poema que escribí, es parte de un poemario que si hice, se llama Afro-Taína caribeña. Este es uno de mis favoritos, porque habla de la herencia femenina que tenemos las latinas en general, aunque este está un poco más enfocados en las caribeñas. soy del caribe 💖 y en el hago conexión con el mar, uno de mis lugares favoritos. Sin quieren leer el resto del poemario acá les comparto el link:

https://www.patreon.com/posts/144027478?utm_campaign=postshare_creator&utm_content=android_share

Y pueden ver más de mi arte en mi página en Patreon, todas mis publicaciones son públicas, gratis. 💖

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I believe Karissa Love's new poetry ep (and all her visual art to go along side it) is a beautiful, raw, and inspirational work for artists everywhere

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All Creatures In The Realm Of Earth - Karissa Love - Full Storybook EP

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Hey, hope you're all doing well. I need some advice, but honestly, I’d really love to just hear about your experiences. I’m currently going through this phase where I feel like my surroundings just don’t resonate with my soul anymore. Even though I know and fully understand that my self-worth isn’t tied to that, I still find myself feeling completely drained after interacting with people. I’m a student, so I can’t just cut these ties overnight

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Happened to listen to this meditation today, Empowerment Third Chakra Solar Plexus guided meditation by Faith Hunter, and wow what great timing. Sometimes a girl, Virgo Rising+, needs to be reminded lol 

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Happened to listen to this meditation today, Empowerment Third Chakra Solar Plexus guided meditation by Faith Hunter, and wow what great timing. Sometimes a girl, Virgo Rising+, needs to be reminded lol 

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This is one of my favorite YouTube channels to visit when my soul needs healing. Listening to this now and thought I would share with this beautiful community.

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You Are The Light - 432hz Healing Frequency - Channelling To Raise Your Vibration

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hii!! i just discovered this space and the freedom of expression here is genuinely so moving, it really made me want to share something. i sat for a few minutes trying to find something that felt "important enough" to share, but then i realized that what brings me joy is what's important! so im gonna share something small thats been lifting my mood lately. this is the new stuffed unicorn i got at the store yesterday, from the second i saw it i felt drawn to it, and afterwards i couldn't focus on anything else. ive been carrying it with me ever since i bought it and something about it feels so freeing, to be turning 18 this month but to still be allowing myself to honor those childlike interests, i dont know it just makes me feel more like myself. has anyone else had this feeling before and if so what are some ways you learned to speak to it? i really feel like its something i should pay more attention to because the joy it brings me is honestly unmatched.

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Buen día, hoy quiero compartirles este poema que escribí hace un tiempo, es una de mis favoritos 💖 siempre que lo necesito lo leo y calma mi corazón ❤️‍🩹

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El hombro que me consoló ✨ ilustraciones varias ❤️‍🔥💖 - 9

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hello good afternoon :) recently i've been inspired by oil pastels and the way the colors flow on the page is so smooth and satisfying. i wanted to share this in this space as a moment of peace, and vibrant expression. i am finding joy in this process and feel called to keep expressing my spirit through art. this is such a special form of meditation for me. thank you thank you saka and this community for continuously inspiring me and reminding me to create and let loose--im finding myself again and i have so much gratitude.

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Today I caught a moment with the sunrise and sat with some cacao and incense. These are 3 of my favorite things to experience in the mornings together for self care. It allowed this stream of consciousness that has been flowing since last night. A consciousness that started just a few years ago as conversations with plants on my patio, to trees on trails I visited, to intentionally observing trees from trunk base to the treetops and acknowledging all that is unseen beneath the ground and acknowledging the lifetimes that trees live for. Today, I’m learning that the sun is the sun and it shines based on its own purpose and path and yet it is the key to life on earth. The earth rotates and revolves based on its own purpose and path. And yet the earth gets exactly what it’s supposed to recieve from the sun. There’s peace for me in believing that if I commit to being me, without unnatural regard for others, then both myself and others can get everything we need. In the Insight Meditation Bipoc Sangha virtual meeting, the dharma teacher mentioned the Buddha being questioned on Worthiness and in response touching the earth. Nature. The Sun, the Land, the water, the trees, the animals. We are worthy of ourselves and being our true selves because we are here, of the earth, like the earth. Curious if this relates to my call for help to connect to compassion. Curious how this carries me from a place of harmful empathy to enjoying my natural generosity.

Happy to be here. Thanks for creating this space.

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My most recent creative offering was reflections on the threshold of dreaming that I have just stepped out of. If you are interested in decolonial pedagogy or have read the pedagogy of the oppressed, I think this train of thought would really resonate. Let me know what you guys think if you check this out ꨄ︎

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A Calm Winter Portal: To Speak a True Word is to Transform the World

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A self portrait in pencil of a person with their eyes closed and a soft smile. The scrawled text next to them reads: "This is peace, I am certain. Voice notes, as a offered pathway, settled me all at once, when I didn't realize my hackles were raised."

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Discovered this space, immediately moved to Create

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Discovered this space, immediately moved to Create

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I just witnessed and connected with Saka's video message introducing this shared space, and despite the draw to distraction I kept myself grounded for the video. I count myself better off for it, as this welcome message of total welcome was peace.

It is so affirming to find another who loves so deeply, is moved so casually and yet so intrinsically to the flow of our love. I have always felt alone despite how much I love others, and despite trusting that they care for me in return, it has never felt a mutual degree of reciprocity and ease to the act of love. I do not search for romantic love either, due to the overflowing nature of my heart to all I meet, and thus it feels at times that I will have to really carve a spot for myself to receive any back.

But, I don't think I will have to, here. I will at least attempt to be more conscious of such love as simply present, not expectant. The space is steeped in it already, after all, and I look forward to adding mine to the simmer pot of our souls.

Thank you all, for this space.

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the process of making art is so healing for me...it's a meditative state that for me, simply cant be reached doing anything else. the act of communicating an idea from my mind and birthing it into creation feels so gratifying.

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I wrote this poem in the park today and afterwards, I looked up and realized that I know exactly what it's like to have the melody sang back to you. I love you all so much <3

Maybe the point

Is not always to be

lost in the jungle of thought.

For if we are always processing

and attempting to make sense

of that which is life,

we may miss the magic entirely.

You see, as I bend my head now

to write these words,

I have missed my small friend,

the bird with the bright green belly

fly away.

I have missed the precious moment of saying farewell,

I hope to see you again some day.

Life, like nature

is a fleeting miracle.

As I flutter my eyelashes once,

and then twice,

a hundred beings have passed me by.

And my soul,

oh,

how it wishes to have greeted them all.

This soul,

wishes to journey along with them.

To suddenly become small

and curl up in the eye of a tree.

To joyously slide down

mountainous blades of grass

and then propel myself

so high, into the sky.

My body,

a rising crescendo.

What is it like,

my friend, the bird

to be perched upon a tree?

To call out in the sweetest melody

and have it sang

right back to you?

What is it like to be in rhythm

with all

that is kin to you?

And yet, here I am

pondering

beneath the big blue sky

My human mind,

lost in the jungle of thought:

What if,

it is our mere presence

that will bring us

face to face with life’s fleeting magic?

What if,

I don’t look down

and I just keep my eyes steady?

Then,

maybe,

my small friend,

the bird with the bright green belly,

will take my hand

and show me the way.

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Hola!! Gracias por crear este espacio 🥹💖 quiero compartir esta ilustración que hice inspirado en la naturaleza y las montañas 💖

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Hello again beautiful people, hope you’re doing okay if Not, give yourself a hug and breathe deep, everything pass.

The topic of today it’s gratitude, this incredible word that we hear a thousand times a day on social media and see that everyone talks about. Today I want to talk about my thoughts and experience with it.

There were sometimes in my life that I wasn’t aware at the amount of blessings that surround me every single day (everything it’s amazing if you think about it long enough), care to say that I was really depressed and couldn’t see the light in so long (I send a hug to that phase of me, she deserves love too) so the first time I started this habit of being grateful about what I have right now ( good, bad… Who cares? Everything it’s for growth) it developed in me a sense of calm and happiness that I almost cried that day.

With this being said I could see the other side of the moon, like everything the human being needs to do things in moderation because idk you but I can get really obsessed with certain topics and these normally can get me into spirals. I don’t know if any of this happened to anyone else but at the beginning of my “I need to get out of this shitty place that it’s my head” journey I started to practise gratitude everyday, everything was right until it started to feel like an obligation and not something that I’m doing because I’m really aware and grateful about it, so I stopped and nowadays instead of writing it down like every tiktok guru says, pause the exact moment you are aware that you are grateful about something or someone and said out loud or take a picture to remember but please don’t make the same mistakes as me and started doing it automatically when you open your journal bc it’s not doing anything really.

So with all this being said, I have this feeling that I repeat myself over and over again but I don’t want to think about what I post here, I just want to express my head just as it is. I hope you have an opinion that want to express about anything I said or tell their own experience I will be very happy to read about it. Hope you have an amazing day, evening or night. Rooting for you.

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snippets of joy in nature, movement, and creation

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Although I don't take photos often, my desire to capture the beautiful experiences I get to witness grows each moment. A recent practice has been taking one photo a day of something that inspires joy or love within me. Such as the lingering heart strings of the plant as she sheds leaves from past seasons.

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I so want to be laying in grass, caressed and tickled by each strand, feeling cold, crisp rain pierce my exposed skin, wiggling toes, with my eyes closed, heart open, and mind transcending elsewhere.... At last! Sadness has passed. My very being will know this💜.

(AmazonMomma

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A book recommendation for all the poet warriors out there 💫

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I wanted to share a Mary Oliver poem that I read today, it brought me full body chills. I love how organic and simple her poetry is, it creates so much expansiveness.

Wild geese

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting --
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

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hiii beaty~~ how are you?? I like the interface here so much. Sleep well. It's already evening for me. Good night, beautiful people

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я пишу на русском так 

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я пишу на русском так как это мой родной язык,так мне будет проще проявлять себя, извините🙏🏽, но я очень рада что понимаю каждый пост и могу прочитать то, чем вы решили поделиться здесь, все ещё немного теряюсь но все же, я очень благодарна за это пространство, честно это единственная ,,соц сеть,, где я готова тратить свое время.

в последнее время я чувствую что наконец-то разомкнула круг. Раньше я никогда не слушала свое тело, свой цикл и злилась когда меня сново накрывала апатия во время лютеиновой фазы, я винила себя очень сильно, не могла никак понять свои чувства, прислушаться к себе и так продолжалось каждый месяц, я жила только на мотивации, а когда та спадала, я тоже падала в яму прокрастинации. В этом месяце я будто проснулась ото сна, мой цикл показался для меня священным благословением, я стала слушать свое тело, стала все больше находиться в моменте здесь-и-сейчас, быть в ясном уме и с открытым сердцем помогает мне не быть моими эмоциями и мыслями, а наблюдать за ними, порой я смеюсь от мыслей что проплывают в мозге словно облако, я освободилась я не стала лучшей версией себя, не преисполнилась, я вернулась туда где и должна была быть

я буду писать сюда часто, спасибо что дали такую возможность я очень благодарна 🤍 (ещё на этих выходных у меня появилась милая кошечка, хочу поделиться своей радостью и безусловной любовью)

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Hello again beautiful people, hope you are doing okay, if not, give yourself a hug and breathe deep, things pass.

I´m here today because I have a lot of thoughts through the day and here I feel comfortable enough to share them, I need to thank the beautiful human who created this space cause I feel so secure, it´s insane.

The topic of the day is how the human brain can feel so in peace through the anonymity of the name. Why do I say this? Because in the short 22 years my soul has been in this body I can recall writing and thinking about publishing my thoughts somewhere but I always ended up putting my real name in the profile and never publishing anything out of fear not only of being judge but of being percieve. Clearly I know where this comes from and it´s being worked on but it´s being one of the biggest things that holds me back of doing whatever the f I want. (I have a bad tendency of cursing a lot bc I´m spanish and it´s very common here, sorry).

With this being said, I really want to make a few questions to the universe and see if anyone reflects on them and gives some feedback or their own thoughts on the topic.

Why is it than when the human is aware of the perception of the world it´s nature tells that it´s dangerous?

Why the anonymity feels so free?

Which neuroconections are responsible of this reactions and how is it that naturally some people is not scared of it but others are?

Why didn´t I started this sooner?

That´s all for today, I hope you enjoyed the reading and made your brain think about something. I´m excited to see what anyone thinks about this topic.

Rooting for you.

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I don't even know where to start. I am so excited to be here. I can't wait to open up and blossom with you all in the sanctuary. I love you.

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I feel a bit out of place here. I am scared of being judged or being too honest, but I am curious about the possibility of being listened to, of being received. I feel it is so hard to share anything online these days. I want to connect, not perform or filter my thoughts or withhold them out of fear. We are denying so much of ourselves by avoiding making mistakes. I am young and green and I don't know everything. I am scared and each sentence makes me feel vulnerable. I am learning to express myself confidently, to loosen the grip of my fears and remember that I am as worthy as anyone else to take up space just how i am.

Being my true self only feels possible behind closed doors, but I wonder...

I am grateful for this space, and so grateful for the Internet's ability to bring us together.

Today I decided that February's theme will be romance and love, which I am excited to explore this month.

I wrote down some prompts in my journal to guide me through it, I would love it if you would take these as offerings and share any ways in which you welcome love into your lives.

How can I make love and romance more accessible in each moment?

How can love fuel me when I am tired, stressed or rushing?

What are the limits of my loving?

What is my relationship to love?

What is romance to me?

How did the world love me today?

How can I be more loving? How can I feel more loved?

Thank you for having me.

Much love to all of you,

Ioana

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entering this sanctuary to breathe in and exhale.

chaotic energy in the world lately feels as though the nervous system that runs through the earth has been pulled taut, anxiety running through its veins.

taking the time amid all the hectic things around us to slow down, center, and deeply connect is a treasure. healing occurs in the presence of others, when we are not afraid to be imperfect. may we express, and heal together.

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I had this thought while debating with myself if I should post what I think or not in case no one likes it, thinks it’s stupid or even don’t read it. I know I spend so much time thinking about doing things perfect, saying things perfect and being perfect. I think a lot of people can resonate with that and I want to say some thing to all of us.

In my short 2 year journey of self discovery, self acceptance and battling depression I learned quite a few things but I’m going to make a statement in a few in particular:

Honestly who cares (even if it’s you there are some things that are not worthy worrying about and we know it)

No one it’s really watching (if they are, honey give the show you want, make sure it’s a good one)

Things are better done than thought about (don’t look for 182737291 pins of inspiration in Pinterest, don’t buy the whole set of whatever you want to do, start doing the thing you want to do and stop thinking about doing and see how the anxiety disappears little by little).

Anyways, that’s all I have to say right know, I don’t know who you are or what you’ve been through and honestly I don’t care. You deserve to heal and conquer everything you ever wanted, hopefully someone reads this and feels a little better, so good luck on life!! Rooting for every single one of you.

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A gentle reminder to pause, breathe deeply, and listen…

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wanted to share this here--so good!!

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Raw Soul - I Need You - 2/15/1975 - Winterland (Official)

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Hey guys I hope this finds you well. I’m laying in bed with a bronchitis diagnosis and the past days of my life I’ve been living like a cat. Sleeping for long periods of time, waking up, breathing. I have also been worrying and fearing, coming into a deeper realization of my heartbreak and grief. But that could also just be delirium I don’t honestly know. It seems silly to write it out, but useful. I have no idea what I’m doing anymore, what impact I’m meant to make, why I even measure my own worth, what are even healthy standards, when rest turns into self sabotage, when self sabotage is a deeper cry for longing and aliveness. All of this to say, my sick brain has a good point ?

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Sharing a two piece writing of my recent reflections with my watercolor sketch. It is as if I encounter the magic of a candle every evening all over again for the first time. Grateful.

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I've just been through a really busy wave of essay deadlines, and am still navigating different creative tasks at the moment. I realised that some part of me has lost touch with the ease and casualness I used to write with, because of all the pressure of deadlines and holding myself to such high standards. Words have become burdens, rather than a gift in which to express myself and be heard. As a child I have always been a writer, and I want to fall in love with writing again like she was. I wrote this little bit of prose last week when I realised all this (context: aptos display and calibri are the fonts I use for my essays and studying), and I'm going to try to keep writing intuitively, even if I feel the resistance of perfectionism creeping in. I believe I can unearth this love again, with time and gentleness.

Charlene <3

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I am so gratefull for your being.

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I feel I am moving soo much towards my dreams and yet I still feel the clutches of my old self. I still feel the pain of my young self and that often brings the question of how do I honor young Kimmy. And I find myself confused on what next steps to do. I am met with this conundrum where the more I try to figure out what to do the more I try to get out of the confusion the more it grows and I spiral.

In the moments of stillness though like right now. I hear this song, "Dont worry, about a thing, cause every little thing is gonna be alright". And in that moment I am reminded of a force greater than me. To trust it. To trust the flow of my life. To stop chasing the answers. The answers will find me. But upon hearing this I then ask myself, okay then how do I go about living? And I hear look at the sky, look at the birds, look at the trees. And instantly I feel held. I may be confused but I cannot pretend like I don't see the beauty of nature. And in a funny way. I start to feel better. Like I suddenly know that all I should do is be present. And then I start thinking what if I need to give the pain that young Kimmy feels space, What if she is not something to be healed, what if she just needs to be loved and with that she will remeber her light again. What if all I need to do is be? What if this is the best time to hug her? Well atleast this is what I would do if I met a child in pain.

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entering the colder months, i lost myself. delusion passed for reality. everyday challenges became heavier and heavier and i sank deeper and deeper into the labyrinths of my mind. caught between realisations difficult to integrate and the need to be out there, to keep up, to show that my life matters, that i am not missing out. i was desperate.

two days ago, i finished a book on the symbolism of tarot and decided to dust off my deck. very clear: i've been giving away my power to others. i discussed that with a friend the night before. near future: "the hermit". final outcome of my situation: "death".

i found comfort in this reading. i'm navigating a death phase. and finding calm in solitude and exploring higher truths within myself, is exactly what i need right now.

this picture sums up the energy i'm embodying these days. i'm slowly bulding back the connection to my higher self. i want to meet her again. i have lost her for a while.

i want so much to write poetically, but have difficulty articulating those thoughts in english right now (not my first language) so pls bear with me. thank you for sharing your energy with me<3

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I adore this song- it holds space for memories and emotions to pass by 💓

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Been going through some sweeping currents in this time. They are helping me in this spiralling death cycle I am in.

My mind dances between fear and trust for my path and sways so that it makes me feel like I am uprooted.

In facing this strange time I try to remember to go to the forest, where my worries can subside for a moment. 🌀

Dear community, I wonder if you have any insight for going truth a death cycles?

Lots of love

Nora

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ev again haha🤠

i'm also really loving this song

everytime i listen to it i relate to the lyrics ten times more

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taking time to exist without all the noise that i've been taking in

i think in the past i used to be sure about why i was anchoring daily into my body and soul

but now i've been carried far away from my center so i find it harder to make my way back, to soften without wanting to run, without thinking about others

may i find gentleness again, may my body soften, may my breath become deep again and may my worries fade away because there is nothing more than existing in the moment

🌀🫂-ev

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just wanted to share this heartwarming video of me and my dear friends dog having a moment with an affirmation song 🎶 (Soul of Healing Affirmations by Deepak Chopra on Spotify - I want to share this to you, lovely humans, for I hope that it will hold you in a similar safe way the words held me)

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a substack note I posted a few days ago, this site feels like prayers answerd

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Saka and everyone else listening,

Receiving the email for your website in my inbox enticed me, but as I read it, I really began to feel a sense of divine timing. This past week I’ve had a few trains of thought about the seemingly one-way relationship that alot of us have with the internet in terms of fostering community. This iteration of that thought took place in my mind as I was scrolling through tiktok. I landed upon a video of a lady talking about how she dreams of living on divine land with animals and plants and a community of souls aligned with the earth, presence, and their creative forces. Yesss, I totally resonate with that, I thought, as I clicked on the comments, I was filled with a humming sense of disappointment. 30 comments, 30 people, 30 souls who felt strongly enough about this idea to comment; “we’re manifesting this” “ugh literally think of this every day” “the dream”, but not one comment had a reply. Not one conversation was started. I began to feel a bit frustrated, frustrated that these communities exist but finding spaces of intentional dialogue and community building feels nearly impossible. So needless to say, as I read this email today I was deeply excited by this space that you are creating!!! Im so excited to fall deeper into community with likemidned souls, and work together towards embodying and creating the world we want to see!

With love and presence,

Sachelleꨄ︎

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sweet soul, make yourself at home ♥︎