I walk between worlds. I slip between dimensions. I peel back the curtain from normality and play in the fifth dimensions. Within that, I lay in a state of creative bliss.
Occasionally, I find myself lying in a field of grass, looking out at the cars driving by, and I think, “What just happened?”
Oh yeah, I blinked and I returned to normality for a while. Time to slip behind the curtain again and play in the parallel universe of magic ✨✨✨
Music: The Trip from Expressions
Have you ever been walking in the bush and found some interesting art?
I have been super into environmental art for quite some time now – that is, natural objects turned into art, residing in a natural habitat, to be stumbled upon and give surprises all round.
I have a little secret dream of owning a sculpture garden, and I guess this is a first step into it – by making Nature herself my very own gallery. [Continue Reading]
I hereby declare:
I surrender to the matrix.
I surrender to the High Priestess that I am.
I surrender to the higher purpose, the greater good, and the overwhelming sense of knowing that I Am All That Is.
And so… [Continue Reading]
I am filled with so much certainty, so much innate power, so much magic, so much goddess vibes.
I am a High Priestess who walks this Earth as her sovereign self, honouring the divine as within, so without. [Continue Reading]
When I take a big breath and look at the beautiful cloud formations up above, I feel so free and also in awe of the beauty that surrounds us in every corner of the world.
I soak in the sun and the beauty, and wonder… Is this what the ancient ancestors of our lands also felt when they looked up at the sky? It can’t have been only about reading the weather.
I’m so sure they felt exactly the same things as us when they experienced the beauty of the sky, the mountains, the rivers, the beaches. And I just KNOW that we are hard wired to take care of the Earth we inhabit. [Continue Reading]
I’m sure I’ve mentioned this several times, but I have a 3 year old who is pretty crap at sleeping. In the 3.5 years he’s graced us with his presence, he has never slept for longer than 4 hours. And he only did that twice. Last year.
So you can imagine my inner meditator’s delight when I ask him what would help him sleep and he asks to do some “imagining”. [Continue Reading]