The mind machine

Reprogramming my patterns. My mind is a machine that operates on the laws of inertia, perpetuating patterns. It is up to me be conscious of these patterns, set intentions, and rewrite and implement the reprogramming of new introductions and cleansing of unwanted patterns in the pattern machine.

The mind is a powerful tool - it is what connects us to the matrix and allows us to make our mark in this shared reality. Just like any tool, it can be used to either do "good" or "bad" (or neither). Use your higher conscious self to control the mind. Do not make excuses for yourself, deeming yourself powerless over your progress in life. Only by taking responsibility can you empower yourself to make change. Make the time and energy to master your mind, otherwise you will become a slave to the patterns your mind perpetuates. Life can often be overwhelming, but remember to breath and take one step at a time.

the language of bells

from our hearts speaking direct, the language of bells
and eyes that cut through glass
no need to persuade - here in the same time and space
two spiraling energies upward dance as flames
a fiery vortex to the divine unions - an ode to the oneness
there was singularity if only for a blink - closing the gap between lens and darkness
conceiving -  each creation mirroring the time before time -and then as if from nothing arriving, the moment of separation
the seed of life, giving way to the flower
as sun rays bless my skin with warmth and embrace - hope rekindling for the time when vows that are spoken are bound in the promise of love - ring true for an entire lifetime
i digress - there in magical swirls of smoke 
there in the mind waiting for the next touch - craving the electricity exchanged in close proximity breath on top of breath
 heart beating strong when the river surges, gallant  streams fill the temple full of life
knowing that everything in reality is moving
a promise is a word hoping to create a constant in an ever changing reality
the laws may stay the same - but a promise kept is an anomaly that i welcome in a warm smile and the acknowledgement of eternity

Full of love - riding the changes - sculpting as i ride the tide.

On The Break

On the break where the wave crashes down and the sound splashes,  rhythm sets in.
On the break where sea trips on land and sculpts the sand, my heart beats begin.

What is seen

I see myself in your eyes - crystalline - and I love you so much. To be truly seen. Do I reflect you as you do me? When there are no clouds between our reflections - is this love?

Art is our Song

Working on the transmutation of inspiration, creating an expression in the various languages of our life's symbolic realms - hear my words, my song, see my colors splashed across the canvas of now, be moved by my movement, and be inspired to make your own - we are all here to share this experience let it be your work of art. Let us collaborate and harmonize - make a tribe, a chorus of voices that light up the darkness, let us play and create together. I am an artist in the likeness of the ever-present creator. Let us gather our tribes, let us raise or voices in unison, let us shout our song as a collective with consciousness and love. Art is our song - together our power is exponential - let us manifest a vision of perfect beauty.

Lights, Camera, Action

Lesson of the week - instead of directing my energy externally, I should focus, calm and center and work on all the intentions I have put forth, there is much work to be done and the excitement of the world has gotten me far too distracted. Time to buckle down and be content to work in solitude. Social hour will come again. *Its difficult because I crave the warmth and energy of my tribe (my spirit fam) they can be so fun and inspirational and I love the dynamic. I envision a space we can all work together in and be making a living creating and building. Patience and work and I can have it all.