Musing.
a space to embrace curiosity without an algorithm /// solace & inspiration for the weird & wild
I am her.
That witch, that weirdo, sensitive, intuitive, fiercely passionate, wild child.
That one who needs peace and calm after life was a storm, flower growing, mother loving, heart spilling, star speaker, tree hugger, sun lover.
I am her.
Life is Art
Love Notes on Liberation Eleven.
I think some of us have spent a long time finding ourselves, and coming home to ourselves, and now the winds are turning back to something ancient and true...
Under white light
that breaks apart the sky,
I lay roses at the feet of women
Who, when lost in darkness
Called it soil
and planted seeds
-Taylor Wilson
I needed to go inside for a long time for the strangeness to feel right.
Creating “Cheetah Girl” was that moment.
Nature is just a woman loving herself as a sensual being beyond male desire.
December is for sacred decisions.
The sun is in Sagittarius most of the month—an energy signature that knows what it wants on a higher plane of consciousness, in lived ideals, and embodied values. Sagittarius understands what makes the spirit feel alive and free and doesn’t settle for less…
Read the December energy message here.
a south facing window in early winter.
I sit and watch the prism reflect little rainbows on the paintings on the wall in awe of a magical and unexpected day of sun.
the light gives me life, it is my everything in this moment. ꩜
Paintings: My cat Graham sleeping & the view of a Sagittarius Moon from Tulum, México on 8/8 (Lion’s Gate).
Have you ever searched for an aerial image of the place you were born?
It might make you feel things.
I have been thinking about places and our spirits and wrote something about it.
Sharing intuitive art alchemy rituals. A great way to explore and feel connected with the magic of the universe and your inner muse.
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I pulled this card for the week and then made cacao truffles and my heart opened and sighed and old hurts flew away. I feel so much lighter. I’d never had cacao before, so magical.
Deck by Mystic Mamma 〰
I recently took a painting class and the instructor introduced us to Winifred Nicholson. I think her use of color is life changing really. Don’t you?
What happens to girls with wild beginnings and other poems that aren’t written yet.
Among the many things I like about this photo, I especially like that my sister is holding dandelions she picked.
That blanket came with us on every outdoor adventure.
I realize now that my signature aura colors— indigo and magenta—match the blanket and my shoes. ꩜