She Is A Queen

Take a seat boy!
She is a Queen!
A woman:
Who knows her worth
Not settling below
Her value.
Have a seat boy!
She is a Queen!
Who rules
With compassion, strength,
And intelligence.
Bend the knee boy!
She is a Queen!
A warrior;
Who survived foolish boys like you–
The one you can’t take advantage;
The one you see as cruel!
Take a seat boy!
She is a Queen!
And doesn’t have to apologize
That you;
Don’t know the difference.
Have a seat boy!
She is a Queen!
The one you talk shit about
Because she won’t allow
Her body or her mind
To be conquered.
Bend the knee boy!
She is a Queen!
Far more
Than you
Can ever handle
Now, move aside boy!
The Queen is coming through!
For she sees her true King
And he’s standing behind you!

Let Us Take A Knee

Let us all take a knee!
For that is the only way to keep the history
Of the ones they try so hard to erase.
Let us all take a knee!
For the blood spilt from the true Americans;
The ones who owned this land before any brick laid upon its Earth.
Let us take a knee!
For the countless abuse and slavery–
to this day we experience;
Indirect slavery where history has it—
Where others should know their place!
Let us take a knee!
To remember the true intentions of that song;
sung every morning at 9; or on lawns of green;
a sung purposely alternated when behaviors were;
no longer tolerated,
and they needed something to condition
–everyone!
Let us take a knee!
Because before respecting a flag;
There should be a respect of loss of human life;
And it wasn’t just the ones with the light-skinned complexion!
Lives that were taken, divided, and forced onto another land;
Let us take a knee!
For the ones that opened their land to the true foreigners;
were betrayed and scalped for their hair;
Let us take knee!
Amidst of this battle;
Suffering from–
Racism and the raging storms;
That laid waste to the islands.
Those crying, because like those before us,
We forgotten!
Let us take a knee!
Because it is a remembrance for those who
weren’t written down in any history books!
Let us take a knee
For those who if they did received acknowledgment;
It was only what they wanted us to know!
Let us take a knee!
For It is as easy as placing a hand on your chest;
Why is it disgraceful?
because THEY told you it was?
Who are you really following?
And are the beliefs even really yours?
Now, come, and take a knee!

 

Irremovable

A quick reminder: A person’s words nor actions define who you are. Only you are responsible for allowing a person’s false views of you to affect your emotions. If you know who you are, you stand your ground. Only you know what it took to build the person you are today. If that person wasn’t on your journey since the day you were born, they don’t know a damn thing about you, and what limestone bricks it took to build the monument you are today. Don’t allow anyone’s insecurities or their perspective of you to chip away at your masterpiece. If you know who you are, you take that stand. You stab your roots into the ground and you stand tall–irremovable. Just like a tree when something is in the way of its growth, it overtakes that shit and grows around it! That is where your true power is stored; the security you have within yourself. There will be those who will test it, and you will get angry, shit go ahead and be pissed, but don’t, not for one moment believe that shit. Don’t for one moment feel that you have some how failed and deserve it. Take a moment and realize the divinity you hold within yourself, and let that be your staff to which you conquer those who speak falsely!

“Fought like hell through your darkness”

A quick reminder: Being spiritual doesn’t mean you’re a doormat or that you’re like your neighbor fucking Suzy Baker. who comes to your doorstep with a pep in her walk and fresh baked cookies or casserole. Being spiritual means you fought like hell through your darkness; through your shadow self to be where you are today. It means to be a warrior and slash through your demons, so you can take the higher road. Being spiritual means, baking fucking cookies, and wishing you had poison the batch as you walk to your neighbors doorstep, but not doing so, BECAUSE you are spiritual. It’s embracing your demons so you can tell which path is dark and which path is light. You cannot be a Light Worker if you have no clue about the dark and destruction you can cause– if you don’t have a grip on your shadow self. Hence ,without dark there can’t be light. Drop this preconceived perspective that being a light worker and spiritual means you do no wrong or that really underneath you aren’t a mean ass bitch with cruel tendencies. It means you work with both sides of yourself and you can understand others with the highest of your ability, all because you know exactly how it feels to embrace and go with the flow of your darkness.

Diary of a psychic #062717

Days after readings or sometimes even after a reading, I sit and think about the stuff I see. What I told the querent, what I didn’t tell the querent. How “seeing” is a blessing and a curse. How sometimes you can see things you don’t really want to see. But somehow it keeps you there, like you’re bounded by this path. For me it feels like I’m welded into this path. There are things you’re not allowed to say, even if your human mind thinks you should. Sometimes people forget you’re human and that you don’t hold the vision of God or Satan depending what perspective you have on psychics as you’re reading this. The bar is set high for us, but as every psychic should know, we accept we’re human, even if you don’t see us as such. One thing psychics do prove is– free will. For no matter how much advice you give to the querents, they still do what they think is right. You can say, “I see your house is on fire, do not go there!” They’ll agree and confirm that you’re correct, but then you see them uploading pictures of them in the burning house! I accept this because they’re all human, and the majority of us must learn the hard way. One thing you can’t take away is the gratitude. The ones looking for answers. The tormented, the suffering,  the ones trying to find their way in the dark. They make this vision worthwhile. 

Do You Dare 

As I’ve been on my spiritual path;  engaging in Kundalini and meditating practically every night, a lot of things have been made clear for me. I find myself wanting a lot more peace. Yes, I am aware that life can throw you lemons, but I can assure you I fucking prefer lemonade, than someone’s senseless drama. 

I have realized more and more, with each passing day I feel more free. As in “running through the woods naked” free–untamed, unfiltered. Wild like fire and tumultuous like the sea. The place I moved to; within myself is a good place for me. The mere thought of restriction ignites me to rebel and further dive myself in my path. 

I am gaining ground everyday and I will challenge anyone who tries to interfere with me and my path. I will preserve my peace and my souls light survival. Traveling the path of awareness acquires great sacrifice, and the shedding of the multiple skins people think you should wear. 

Do you dare to strip yourself? 

Be fearless 

You’ll be surprised who you find inside you. 

Love & Light. 💙🔥💙