As this final writing share commences, an unexpected Opalescent Full Moon Rises over villas and techtron compounds, encrusted in the green hills floating seamlessly on the Bay
I couldn't have written it better myself. Yet I did write many a pastel whimsical sonnets over these last 365 days, and now they are reflecting back at me in real time. I dressed up for this occasion, exactly as the Liminaland prose would guide me to. A dress of pink- bubble gum swirled with pastel and white flowers dancing over the soft fabric. No Shoes
The color pallet of the Sky perfectly reflects children’s storybooks from my happy bedtimes. It is beautiful, this life, is it not? I dare say, it most certainly is
And as I gladly write my final Monday share, I see the evolution, and transformation, grounded creation by making 1 simple commitment every week. Simple, yet layered, like the 7 day temperature reading of where I was at
The Goal to completion. The experiment to create a show of art. Vulnerability. Honesty. Beauty. All out. Heart out. Blazingly Bold. The joy that comes from seeing I have become and am the Creatress from my stories
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And I continue on, with a few new Goals in mind… One in particular a firm 1 year to completion shall be. Something very much aligned with my life’s mission and channeling gifts. If one looks back to “What + Who?” they may get the direction I'm headed
Space. Time. Goals. Commitment. Follow Through. Facts... New found + newly remembered friends of mine to truly create the next year full of vitality and exuberant Mondays
I sit on warm moonrocks overlooking the Golden Renaissance city, sitting in the Gold I shall remember this share, and I Shall remember you, dearest readers of this journey
I'll leave me and I'll leave you with this:
This life truly can be a Fantasy. Write it. Speak it. Act like it. listen to the good voices. Befriend the gnarly ones and pay them little attention - only the true message they want to share. Burn all the voices. Burn all the thoughts. Burn all the dreams
Receive the new, the true, the eternal light compass inside. Don't give a darn about what others think. Set your own unique, odd, quirky, funky, fun goal and fulfill it. For yourself + Share it with at least one other…it may grow. Leave the phone behind from time to time, please. Really listen. Really breath. Really see the sunrise and witness her wisdom
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The crickets chirp, the children giggle. I'm coming for ya, my new most enthralling year of them all
Thank all you Angels, it's been a true trip unlike any I've had. And I've shared it with You
Look out, the Undercover Narwhal with parchment + pen is on the move, and you'll be hearing from me soon…