I love the softness of the clouds and the misty, grey beauty of a cloudy day just on the cusp of a rain shower. On my recent trip to Ireland I remembered what the fullness and beauty of the grey taught me.

At this time in my life, transitioning through my second spring, I have faith in my body more than ever. Faith founded in the knowing that it is not an enemy, a play doll, nor is it a victim. I believe my body is a miraculous fractal of inter-dimensional frequencies of light, darkness, neutrality and all in between. I do not see her as just a shell, but a quantum fractal, born of my soul spinning out into the earth dimension like a rose...blooming forth the essence of my soul

This is true power. The ability to come home to yourself with love, honesty and compassion. The ability to access your own internal mother-father energy to guide you forward.

Embodied Calm is a part of who you are and being calm in action, thought and emotion, you radiate that essence and it touches all around you.

So I say that the mustard seed of peace you wish to experience is a pause away if you choose to give yourself the permission to stop.,,,

It’s a time to reveal the depth of our death creating fear; the internal struggle of our weary minds, and the secret joys of our life manifesting hearts. If we do not, we face the same and the cyclical trauma get worse.

I once did not know that I was beautiful and thought it was arrogant to say it. I found my own beauty by understanding societal trends and cultural diversity. Once I understood that my size, color, lips and hair were, for some, a fad and a preference or even something to brag about, I decided I wanted to be more than a superficial concept...