sacredspaces

sacredspace;
temples of devotion to our dreams and our dharma.
expressions of affirmations that nourish our longings to rise... to transform... to extend great expansive influence over the landscape of our lives.

sacredspace; an ever-permeating concept;
being and doing, creating and allowing, action and stillness, awareness and honoring...

sacred exists in the balance. between faith and diligence.
the balance of artful living;
delicate and dynamic....
...vulnerable and unwaveringly strong.

sacred is the personification of art's reverence to symbolism.

in the abundance of sacred in all that is... mundane moments, and majestic ones, are unified.

unity is the undertone of all things creative.
...creation is connection and connection is most sacred.
art is lipservice to the divine.. the flavour of salvation...sacred sustenance by which to nourish more beautiful realities... sustain more shining aspirations.

....sacredspaces are within us, breeding in those pools of inspiration.
igniting in the primal desire to connect.
to experience something divine...
to be called to the highest purposeful production.
once blessed by suchsacredawareness... living becomes a ritualistic dance rife with expression.

sacredspaces inside, once realized, mobilized, carried on, with knowing, that despite circumstance and scenario... we are indomitable if aligned with our unique expression.

integrity acts a shield protecting these fertile innerspaces,
our temples of truth...of perennial possibility..
as sacredbloomsforth from within .... creating art of all life,
build those spaces for the divine to manifest its amenity by beauty...

construct gorgeous nooks whereto pay homage to your dreams...
platforms on which to energize and empower your creations...
...altars for actualization.
infuse them with potentiality.

sacredspaces make real the intentions we have to succeed. to nourish. to evolve. to be free.
sacredspaces: veneration for all that is possible.

shine on the shadows we cast. pt1

... we stand afraid of our own light so very often, creating our own shadow
...darkening hours and spirits.. like the cast of a great majestic tree across the roof of survival.
the shadow is only the yin side of happy... the dark side of smiling...the suffering of joy. and exists only as a projection of that which we yet cannot bring to light... expose.. grant visibility to...

collective reckoning, forsaken beckoning
is the reality we create ever experience-able by any other than ourselves
through our own eyes and with our own hearts.
how do you allow patience for deliverance, in the wake of so much suffering-
deliberation, manifestation,
acquisition of faith... begets broken promises
false ideals... unequated words..no syllables that can free the pure intent, as its dilution is inevitable if the frequency is wrong.
resounding notions of freedom become whispers in the latent resolution that sits still underneath the window of awareness... a formidable realness, a heavy handed motive with yet underlying quality...
fortune says you must learn from its misses.
deliberate instinctual action amidst so much chaotic immobility.
we are alone and never alone, not forsaken in our finest hours of pain, but one with the eternal emptiness that alleviates all...
can faith be restored with simple forgiveness or are there amendments to forgiveness' foundation; particulars that alter the integrity of belief.
trust is a delicate veil that permits us to be, act and expect in accordance with true-hearted belief.
if we dismiss its fragility by testing its vulnerable areas, can we overcome, mend breakage with forgiveness, or do the loopholes depend on circumstance?
seeking the balance between masochism and selflove, sacrifice and martyrdom.. where does the line exist between allowing; and asking for it.

i pray words in time with breath breath in time with heart
alive in the presence and returned to the source that drives the unseen momentum


words embody the notions that i cannot otherwise release,
emulating the motions of the soul.


" it is a tremendous act of violence to begin anything "

as with all things new, destruction breeds creation and like the phoenix we shatter ideals and demolish barriers and turn breakdowns into breakthroughs with so much fury when impassioned to rise up.
the way of non-violence must instigate a more subtle and organic form of commencement.

along the path to discovery we listen for clues whispered in the breeze. silently conspiring to strive for peace while mired in excess and aggression both sensory and otherwise...and the wind will tell us the sacred stories of nature that reflect our own innocence, our innate ability to sprout naturally and sans-violence and destruction, of forcefulcounterproduction
...everything beautiful is born from suffering, and to loiter too long down the halls of seeming ineptitude leaves space for the chaos to breed.
believe in the way of organic creation,a peaceful and purposeful place to begin is paved with faith.

spontaneous affirmations - vol1

i am most thankful the universe delivers what i need
when i need it
everything is perfect
& just as i can often not see them right away,
answers are clear.

i am true to my heart &
give for the purpose not of receiving
but for goodness, for unity

i thank my clarity for bringing me further aligned &
always ensuring i am provided for. i am in harmony with the laws of nature &
i reap the abundance it brings.
i am brave enough to work to be in the flow &
my courage fosters compassion &
generosity in others.
a thank you turned inward
brings prosperous & vital moments.