#stayingwarminacoldworld

10.31.19 I. Day Log: Angels in human faces Humans in painted faces Invitations for divine work in every interaction A look under the cape of the mundane I hope I hope to share more about the second part of my day in stories tomorrow. It was ... A walking prayer. A waking prayer. And how I wish to live every day. My Halloweeny act was feeling unapologetically spiritual all day and inviting everyone to the party And turning the corner when my body signaled And stopping when it asked {log: good practice}✓ ~ II. Posting More: Working to post more instead of limiting my "stories" to the 24hr world. Sincerely, I have needed that distance. The comfort of an intimate conversation. That expires.🍂 Surprised and Encouraged by you who journey with me (watch my feed) Some of you have held space for me by listening and watching those thoughts for the past two years. Gratitude. My well has been filling up... And beginning to over~flow once again. 🌊 More for everyone. III. PUEBLO {community}. I cherish you. Been seeking you in me. So I could recognize you in whatever Shape you take. [Ahh]🔮 🌋 ~Namibia ~ Thought at Work: #loveinthetimeofcapitalism #stayingwarminacoldworld ~> #keepwarm #MyndRevolutIons (at New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4UQHm6B47e/?igshid=28ir4datlmff

Indigenous Peoples Day, NY *Grow* 5 years gathering with my spirit family, Sol sisters. It has grown, and so have we. Being here allows my soul to witness a Way of being that feels familiar, despite not having lived it, in this lifetime. Indigenous, Native, First peoples of this land are here existing through generations of resistance against political, military, economic, spiritual, societal annihilation. Kin, taken from their families, put in boarding schools and forced to forget their language, hair cut, land stolen, bodies beaten. And still Life lives and spirit teaches *Learn:* The fire lives The moon lives The grass lives The bird that cries to warn you to pay attention- did that on purpose. We know this. We call it signs. What if we believed them? Every time. Our grandmother's cured us with herbs, plants have intelligence and feelings and a stories Plants live And you and me, we can speak without words, we love in the distance. Our spirits dance together in dreams No one taught us this growing up. Many of our parents had to fight wars, immigrate, financial battle to survive. Spirit placed in a box next to Other. Even the progressive movements discounted the power of prayer. This was my foundation. A Red Diaper baby. My parents were revolutionaries and resisters against military intervention on some real stuff. It was never funny to me. *Move* The movement was my life and it burnt me out because there were few tools to deal with personal trauma How to make the world anew, if we use the same tactics of our oppressors? Oppression comes for our Souls Oppression comes for our souls But I know many on a quest for truth beyond this concrete existence. We Refuse to live in a world without spirit. Refuse to conform to the beliefs of transactional capitalism. Refuse to profit from exploitation of people and land. Our refusal is fuel for creation. #IndigenousPeoplesDay is testament, testimony that magic exists in pockets of solidarity that wish to weave a blanket big enough to keep us warm. Signed🖋️ -all the me's #Myndrevolutions #loveinthetimeofcapitalism #stayingwarminacoldworld #artisloveandaction #resurgance (at Randall's Island NYC) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3vkiMSHb54/?igshid=1r1j76m4uzvoq

Everyday. In ask if my interactions. My love is my strength. At home, at work, facing hate. I am here as a portal of powerfully love. Aché This is my choice. #LeadWithLove #loveinthetimeofcapitalism #stayingwarminacoldworld

Been. Feeling. My. (spirit) Self. 🍃 🐾 🌺 After the conversation we had, this post fits like glove to my yearning soul. I cannot say it better @jahel_umi thank you for your #prayer. Thoughts at Work: #remembering #stayingwarminacoldworld #loveinthetimeofcapitalism Thought extensions: #spiritual #vibratehigher #oldsoul #messages #angles #indigenous #love #concretejungle

I'll end with this. I haven't been speaking my truth on these mediums for a long time and that is going to change. Because speaking my truth is my way of showing love to the world and to MYSELF. May we stand united, may we struggle to eradicate violence being done in our name.