Deep breath = steady to breath, steady the mind for my Goddess to enter my sanctuary. WHat have you brought me?
Every thing Ive thought wroung Ive met along the way and lived so much it changed me into a better versoin of humanity.
Blur the lines along a spectrum of creativity.
What the mind dreams together we can achieve with our united…Read More

Fliyin with your love my Goddess the butterfly has been hardened in the cocoon and is not afraid of the bee, the Bear Cub or the bird. FOr through deep pain the seasons will renew the bitter root to birth the exact frequency which emits her imminence. Inside the cocoon the remnants of the butterfly’s supposed treasures. All there to mask the tiny…Read More

The cocoon picked up and treasured by the Goddess in the Garden of supreme ecstasy. Polished away the rotted tears matted down against the cocoon shell exposing pores that could swell for the buitterfly trapped inside to breathe. Flickering just one pore could expose a sweet slide as the butterfly soon realized that the cocoon was temporary. Just…Read More

In the Goddess Garden there are many free animals that float and flitter about searching for nothing they dont already have. You see simple child the surrender to play is the release of one’s fears, failures and flunders. They wonder. They rejoice in their own creation. A bird stretches its wings the higher it flighs. A bee buzzing for someone’s…Read More