I am not afraid of my truth anymore and I will not omit pieces of me to make you comfortable.– Alex Elle (via alexandraelle) word to big bird this just spoke my life!!!!
"I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.”
- Frida Kahlo
Hope is not foreign to the soul
familiar with its language and its ways
the soul needs no translations to dream
less graceful in the face of worry
it stutters over doubt and
stumbles with fantasies of self defeat
remembering its grand design
it knows not to believe these strangers
these nomadic parasites are not welcome at its doors
The soul will shut you out too
if you are more fluent in despair
you too, can forget what you are
the light of understanding can run from you
hide until you come to your senses
to your essence
to your way
you can once again reflect upon your journey of light
your moments of time
your infinite shine
reflecting the stars
embodying the promises of the galaxy
to continually be
Whether looking over the sandy desolate desert or the endless blue of the sea, reflection is eternal. Waves reflecting clouds, water reflecting sky. Mirrors we are, reflecting God.
We stand on the edge of Creation and call it Earth. Never looking down as our feet step forward, for we know that we would fly right out into space without gravity. We trust that we are meant to be here, that we are safe from falling. Taking for granted this freedom, this liberty to be all that we desire. Too afraid to be flung like paint across the canvas of the night sky.
I love without abandon. Jump with two feet into pools that are too shallow to hold the world; holding onto the hope that the bottom will disappear before my feet touch the ground. I will be unharmed,unscathed; floating in the in between. Between worlds, between galaxies, being the balance.
Sometimes…I imagine myself full of light. There is no fear here, only love. I think to myself, this must be how it feels to truly love the world, how it feels to be one with all that is within me and without. Light pouring from all spaces, from every crevice.
WEBSITE COMING SOON….Thank you Shawanna Davis (aka BebeatifulLA) for this behind the scenes photo from the cover shoot for my upcoming album “Light Bearer”
live band. we pressed record during a rehearsal…and here’s a sneak peek just for you.
as an artist, i do not always enjoy the questions, ‘what were you thinking when you wrote this. what was the inspiration behind this.’ these questions imply that there is always thought involved in creation. for me it is the exact opposite. creativity is the act of experiencing the unconscious in the conscious. sometimes, i want to say, without sarcasm, ‘i do not know what my soul was thinking when i wrote that poem, i was too busy listening.’– nayyirah waheed (via nayyirahwaheed) AMEN….AMEN…AMEN.
I would like for my life to be a rebellion against the illusion of fear that dominates this planet, this illusion that compels the conqueror to have no mercy for the conquered ; the oppressor no compassion for the oppressed. I believe that changing our minds and beliefs about each other but primarily ourselves is our most powerful and under-explored way to peace. I’m still waiting to get the specifics as to how, i am praying for the guidance but i believe that is why i am on the planet. To sing, shout, laugh, fuck, talk, walk, whatever in the name of LOVE. Love is the healer…truly loving and bowing to the God that is within, that is the mission. The spirit that animates our limbs and beats our hearts is what i am dedicated to. within every breath we breathe there lies love’s desire to express itself, to expand to be more and i just wanna tell everybody in my own little way that we can ALL be so much MORE.
I am a a genius and I know it! - http://bit.ly/1hWPofNgO
GOOD OLE ALBERT! A MAN AFTER MY HEART! I’ve been saying this for years in the back of my mind…Albert was like “where’s my robe? where’s my chair? I got something to say!”