It’s so interesting what happens when you take a stand for yourself.
When you take a stand for life.
For your healing.
For your dreams.
We start radiating a light.
A light that feels ancient.
Eternal unwavering luv.
A light that feels like a dance.
A dance with the wind’s breeze.
A dance with the trees and the blooming flowers.
A dance with the birds’ songs.
A dance with the sweet waters of mama Oshun and the vastness of Yemaya’s Oceans.
Everything turns to music.
Everything turns into a dance.
The five elements dance within us.
Every exhale taking us deeper into the inhale.
The seeds begin to bloom.
It’s when the poet surrenders into the poem or does the poem make the poet..
We will never know until we take a stand.
A stand for life in its pure emergence.
The sacred unfolding.
My word for this year is Heaven.
May we hold the vision and the embodiment of our inner Heaven, anchoring it into the collective field of our Heaven of Earth with every breath we take.
For ourselves and the greater good of all.
May we move with ease into becoming the sweet offering of the answered prayer we came here to be.
We are the answered prayers of our ancestors.
May we bloom wherever Spirit has us be.
May it be so.