Rise

Sound the call and ring the bells, this is the time, this is your time, a new day, the days foretold and of prophecy. 

Rise! Rise up like these mountains, rise up like the tides of the sea. 

As you cross your lines from dream to reality, be the change, yes, and be the demonstration… That this is what awakened is, that this is what awakened does and this is what awakened sees. 

Honor the cries of our ancestors and of the future generations. 

Be in service to those in need. In moments of questioning or doubt, trust in the work that has been done.

The giving, the releasing the receiving, the being that you are. 

Feel the vision, your heart, your silent decrees of why you are here and what you are and the purpose of you being alive at this time.

Every dream is equal here, every heart beats as one. 

Trust. Trust your prayers and the design of our destiny. 

A wellspring of hope follows in the path you tread. 

Give thanks in each moment and for the gifts yet to come. Be blessed and thrive, now is the time.

Vision: The Relationship

As I sit in this void, evidence of good work done. Where residuals of the ties that bound even of the subconscios have dissipated, rather impatiently at first I must add. For the first few days I was left twiddling my thumbs, laughably childlike at times. Asking a friend to play tic tac toe, wondering well what in the world do I do from here! This precipice of a new era for me and the world which I source, breath into and converse into existence. All I see is vision. And in the present and still moments I realize it is my greatest relationship. A dance, of beauty and gratitude, grace. That we work with one another. That the gifts drawing unto me are equal to the foundation I am nurturing. That investments in self community and preparation have become a canvas where anything can be painted. And to trust, intimately and deeply my heart, my resonant field. That all that visits is worthy and attuned to where and who i am at any given moment. It is commitment, yes a heart shaped solid truth. That guides my footsteps, and I remind myself it is ok if it is this easy. It is ok if it is this fun. That its ok to be this provided for. Supported.
That quite certainly we are all on a one way street of well being and conscious evolution. 


This bright and shiny new grid I build in partnership with my vision. The sight of which differs at times, dependingon the mood. And much like a new born child I wish deeply to nurture this newness with patience, diligence deliberacey and wisdom, integrity that stretches deep to core of this earth and straight through the heavens. Yes I am all this, and yet none of it. 


Prepare for beauty. Prepare for Joy. Prepare for transformation. Prepare for awakening. 

Your Hands

So much tenderness
you have prepared by your precious hands.
The devotion and toil
of your life.

Do not sit before the kingdom you have made and weep.
Rather place those perfect hands
upon the belly of this earth
and give forth absolution-
the sorrows and the joys,
Dare to make them all the same.
Feel the soil beneath you
and here her thank yous
for all you have made.

No need to linger
as heavens doors beckon you enter.
And pause not as you take flight
Into the promise of the future.

Watcher

For what then does a peaceful soul seek?
Remembrance…
Of soft gentle moments
of what is sacred and sweet,
sensual and delightful.
Only to settle into the knowing
it’s there all the time.
That from this space,
Only Love.
That From this setting,
the altar of the mind,
only stillness and movement.
Kept by a watcher
adept at his skill.
Of forgiving and refining preferences
and the magic of the future.

Heavenly

Whispers that say,
“We’re part of something bigger
Than we ever could have dreamed.”

Sleeping giants…awaken.

Wake up to the wisdom
Wake up to the ways
Wake up to blessings that fill each day.

Step into presence
Forget the evidence
And all we’ve been told is possible
Unveil unravel the greatest potential
Residing in you
Every petal, permission to bloom .

Cielo Cielo
Heavenly heavenly
A moment to pause
Look listen feel
Brothers, sisters it is time to heal.
To know responsibility
Ayni.

Cielo Cielo
Heavenly heavenly
This skin that is shed.
Go back to that moment where you chose to live.
Everything I am, I give.
It is the essence that is spoken
The song that is sung
The friendship between the heart and the drum.
Rhythmic. The soulful breath that keeps us dreaming.

Thank you for the peace
The forgiveness.
Thank you for the worth.
Thank for the opportunity to start anew.
Thank you for teaching me to let life in,
Thank you for loving so much.
Thank you for the air I breathe.
Cielo Cielo
Heavenly heavenly.

These Moments

These moments
They speak of freedom
These melodies
Pluck strings of fantasy
Old and new
I could count the stars and pull them up around the moon for you
Spiral into a milky soup.
And laughter rolls off my tongue into songs of windy whispers
And my footsteps
Are lit by lanterns
Swinging by my side.