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May the way you recover from what's underneath be the grace of your top at the peak. May the beauty that stands within your spirits be the energy that uplifts your meerits. May the merits of your magnificence authorize your eyes with the passion of your i's. May the prayers you wish for be the answers of your unspoken dialogue and the audio through your monologue. May this moment meet you with the euphoria of your ease, flow, bliss and this.

3.19.22 | 8:59 AM | The Storee of a Sweet Sundae

In all the ways you celebrate, see that you're brave.

The moments we designed for this destiny have already been assigned.

Surrender. Surrender. Surrender.

Appreciate all of the ways the knows grows. For even the no of something is a yes of another.

Love these times for the expansion of your evolution.

See the fluidity in the fountain of youth.

We are forever young and eternally grown.

The meracle of nothing is it offers every thing. Even the choice has a voice.

Sit with the thoughts of your thinks. See the mannerisms of your materials.

The angels from all angles are blessings and meracles as sprinkles.

Whether the weather.

Your adaptability is a form of your self speaking through i.

Everything from the i is viewed through the eye. Everything is nothing. Everything as nothing. Nothing because of everything.

Celebrate the stories of your survival. Celebrate the small things that make a big difference. Celebrate that solidarity seeds your story with the story of a story.

In the separation of the self, you meet the division of the selves.

Audit the cells and multiply the cellves.

The basic arithmetic of reality is the simplest metric of life: Go Where You Grow.

Invisible. Indivisible. In for ever, for all ways.

See the particles of the we, for we are a matter of the me. the me. theme. TheMe.

Celebrate the space in between.

Celebrate the design of the dreMe.

Party the potential.

Piece the possibilities.


Excerpt from 3.19.21 | A Prayer of Pease

The power of magic ascends as a prayer.

I write you these words to remind you every one, even prayers, can appear as a nay-sayer.

How you choose your no's is how you guide your knows.

Pray for everyone's sweetest life, for that too would reflect you. You may never cross paths again and yet prayers all have a way in.

When you release the picture of what it could be, God plays pease as a melody,

You meet angels in the eyes of grace and you're reminded that you are your only saving grace.

See this prayer is a story of you, too.

It's to remember that self-love is a gift from above if you're on Earth; but within Gods eyes, perfection is within the d(i/e) stress of knowing you're blessed.

Words are the punctuation of our unspoken works.

Only the softest hearts have met their selves fallen apart.

It was the wings of your grace that copy pasted a smile on your face.

The peace of your intentions caught Gods attention and the purity of your soul directed the heavens exactly where to go.

May is a month as is a word that even after Aprils fools and showers; June brings dirt more flowers. Even after the hazey days of "my roof, my rules", the sun shine winks in style.

God is the echo of your death to say what a roof can rule a youniverse will school.

Its in the unseen pain that God even honors you in vein. The peace in your cells as ashes of deadescents.

We are united as one; the dust underneath your feet to the falling leaves passing you through the streets.

When you meet your self as a friend,

begin at the end.

Heavenly love is all

ways from with in.

Affirmations for a soulfully serene Self-ie care Sunday

  • I release resentment to the skies, I love this choice of wise.

  • I embrace the identities that have shaped my story for sweetness.

  • I am what I am. I love who I am becoming.

Ease is within your reach. It's the choice of choosing to see through to your next you. Take a moment to absorb the words that impacted your story deepest - particularly for your self-ie.

You've never been this you.

Couldn't this too be true?

Wishing you a soulfully serene Self-ie Care Sunday.

Yours Truly,


Love what you've experienced? It's the start of something new. It's the start of something YOU!

Let's continue the story of your sweetness. Chapter 1: Go Where You Grow

Let's take our connection outside of here + right into there >>



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