Entry #42418

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Rainy Days;

Times like this

Has me wishing grey skies away.

Not that the cleansing of the earth isn’t needed,

Just the feelings it bringeth.

Bitter Sweetly Stings.

Finding some thoughts residing with my mother, mainly because

Most rain days we’d discuss the weather, was of the world, however….

Watching the rain as eye let Cole play – he tends to capture life with such lyrical ability. Overstood why he was her favorite artist aside from AG.

Respectively.

Reflecting on the other side of life wishing eye had a lover to spend time, on days like this;  floating in our own abyss; whisked away – without hesitation

Showing that she’s the only woman

Sparking that flame

In turn keeps me sane

All the while she’s playing in my mane.

Interrupted daydreams by a simple ring..

-“Hello, how may eye help you”

Just like that; the rain does it again…

Inspiration In the smallest of things.

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Entry #41718

 

 

 

Sound of silence

Rest upon my shoulders.

Ability to process thoughts Clearly & Concisely, ever so evident,

Reflection of hesitation in reaction to major changes occurring.

Only prolonged the Inevitable

Recognize.

Now my Confidence has enhanced,

Now eye am more Humble,

Now eye Overstand.

Energy of being fearful/afraid of unknowingness no longer resonates.

Shedding old worn out skin,

Showing off that New…

—Universe what is it you are tryna tell me?

Tis the season of stepping into my Power

Here, Hear.

 

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*Allowing the wind to carry me as eye glide

 

 

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Resound

It has been a little minute  since eye’ve last written in this space…  not neglecting my words. Although creating several drafts that just sits..

Almost as if that moment was not the one to take.

While eye scribe, eye listen to my mother’s voice which resonates over soft jazz music. Fortunately eye was able to capture her Journey and truth on film…. Recently her spirit has transitioned from the physical to the spiritual realm.

Noticing the unfamiliar territory eye physically reside – unfamiliar to me due to the beginning of my existence on this plane is no longer physically here

How does one cope, how does one pick up the pieces ? Re-balancing for the most part..

Not really mourning – but celebrating her life.

She is an Intelligent, Beautiful, Powerful Being. Wombman. whom believed & instilled Purpose.

Continuing the legacy she’s started…

Promising to watch over my siblings’, to be diligent as you taught, to walk in light, and to always do my research while spreading love & Peace!

Energy forever resonating –

Ashe’

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Eye Love U.

 

Gratitude for lessons given.

 

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