Star seeds, but not like that

Allow yourself the shit you want.
Yes. The trips. The vacations.
The vacuumers, the gopro, the cars, the trucks, the food.
The 4runner, the waterbottles, the watercolor markers...
The books, the flowers, the pool.
The relationship, the kids, the friends, the career.
The wealth, the freedom, the wisdom, the flexibility.
The grace, the patience, the clarity.
ALL the things. Anything....everything.

Buy them, save for them, budget for them, create them, borrow them.
Whatever it is.
Allow yourself to have them. Experience them. Be them.

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So I'm working on book 7 in my head, right...
and it's kinda got this theme of asking for support...
but, we all know dragons like to do things themselves....
it's easier that way...
cause other people barely understand themselves, much less you.

and waiting for them to initiate some cool life shaking fun exciting expenditure....
doesn't seem to happen.... ever...
unless you prod them long enough to get them to fall off the ledge...
and that's not very nice...
     (*stands there holding poker stick with a devious smile)

neither is leaping and watching them fumble to try and catch you...
but at least you get to take the leap

but what is life without the joy of chaos
what good is the good without the devil playing banjo in your head
What purpose is there if you only walk in the light, or only the dark, or only the shade.
I tend to like them all.
I might be the villain in most stories...
only to inadvertently be the hero by default.

But we gotta just claim the kingdom...
Maybe you can work your way up to the top...
Maybe you can patience yourself long enough so you die before reaching your goals.
... and maybe you don't have to.
You just keep choosing to.

Choose different
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Body is still waiting to see if we're gonna let her do the thing.... which we are, but Mind and Brain are lagging on the initiation.

Mind is consumed on an art piece idea and what it needs to bring it all together.... She's getting mad that we keep trying to use her for other projects.

Brain is fascinated at the gopro and the reasons why we didn't purchase one sooner...and is analyzing that whole scenario to be able to avoid any and all delays at all costs next time.... but also is aware that it wouldn't have felt the same had it not had the momentum and clarity like it currently does.

The Kid is painting stars on the train. She doesn't give a rip about what the rest of us are doing. The Alchemist is helping her... ( O_O ...he has paint on his uniform... O_O ... I don't think he knows yet)

The Overseer is still just watching. Being suspiciously quiet.

Ego is doting all over herself today, if you couldn't already tell from all the "I" 's up above. She deserves it though....she was the one who brought the whole gopro and vacuumer and all the other things to our attention....and in turn they have all been hugely beneficial.
This is why we keep saying to love your ego and trust her. She knows her shit.
*Ego nods at our acknowledgement.

Soul is looking forward to see if traveling will be a possibility next fall...(cause Ego keeps shoving this obvious adventure in all our faces). and if the thing that shall not be named is gonna be still a thing for the public... and Soul mentioned a few things this morning which the Overseer was horrified at...but that's her job... so... they are in some mental convo about it. Pretty sure I'm fucked, everyone eventually agrees with Soul.

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and who am I in this mess of perspective anomalies?... good fucking question...the witness perhaps?
I usually jump into Soul a lot... but she's being too love and light lately...and I don't like it, lol.
Maybe my shadow self or something. Who knows, but I feel like home here.
   (*all the villains raise your hands up!)

I really shouldn't divulge myself into all these aspects....
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
but alas... I don't 'should' (or 'shouldn't') on myself.

so long as we all are still on the same train <3


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Today is planning day!
Not as in setting a schedule or goal list or anything stupid like that...
but basically clarity for focus and manifesting...
The Alchemist says this train goes wherever you want it to...
and since we are the pit stop at the moment...
He's trying to get me to choose some sort of destination...
not that we'll ever reach it in particular...but we'll learn a whole hell of a lot on the way.
And he knows that. And I know that.
And as I walk over to the train track board....
it's this jumbled mess of dashed lines....and we are at some hub that connects to a ton of other stuff...
I have no idea what I'm even looking for.... ugh.
Which is exactly why it is planning day.

I'll let you know what bullshit thing I decide on...
and how often we end up going on side quests!
And all the stuff we get to learn on the way! Yay!


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I asked him for a quote....cause I like to come back and read the stuff he says...
he glances over at me from the side of the train where the kid is painting.

"Tell them not to expect much wiggle room from you."

"What does that mean?" I ask in return.

"You wrote 'flexibility' earlier, yes? Might want to retract that comment. Trains don't wiggle. They stay on course... and so will we."

... he says it so serious like... ew.

"No side quests?" I snicker.

He doesn't reply...
shit...
a sudden fear of having no relaxation or procrastination wells up...

"What is procrastination?" The Alchemist picks up on my thought.

"Postponing stuff." I mention.
he glares my way... I quickly go to look it up in etymology...
"Belonging to tomorrow...." I comply accurately.

"And where are we?" He adds on, cause he's a boss at eradicating shitty vibes.

"Now. Today. Here." I answer.

"Good." He nods, glancing back to the stars on the train.
 
He still doesn't notice the streak of paint on his sleeve.

"It's a good place to be." He adds.

He's watching the Kid paint, completely enveloped and at one with her task.
There's nothing but the 'now' for her. Always 'now'.

"Go plan." He yanks me out of thought. "Thoughts are for later."

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thoughts are always for later... or for before......
It's all peace and stillness in the now... but the action is the effect of that stillness...
like some universal law of correspondence and cause and effect.
I get it.
I get it.

Grafitti on the walls

I spent much of the day(s) waiting for a moment of clarity...
mostly on how to write a post on FB or here on this blog...
that didn't sound bluntly rude...or too critical.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!

I think we all understand though.
There's nothing that says 'nice' about anything that drifts from my thoughts.
Fuck nice.
And seriously though... can we just say fuck it to the whole 'pretending to be' thing too.

One of my sorta recent new fb friends wrote something the other day...
"Make art that cuts through all of the pretending."

Even if we know some parts of the world and people are pretend...
it is beyond obvious
Everyone is a pretender.

Some of us step out of it from time to time...
only to appear insane, because we don't conform.
Some of us are bluntly rude and critical too.
Some of us, try to write words that mean what we want to portray....
but can't possibly write a disclaimer for every sentence,
knowing that something in it will get misconstrued or taken personally.

So we can decide not to write... not to make art...
Or we can decide to do it anyway.
And also choose not to explain....
because only pretenders need to explain so their facade won't be uncovered.


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Art project(s) planned.... need to find some reference photos for one of them
and something to tie in the others...

Some cool ideas floating around

The train is at a pit stop...
I still don't know what's going on.

I find it rather strange I HAVE to go to tik tok to get the 'not as fake' news.
All this pretending...

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Something I DO already have... a Guy Fawkes mask <3

Nice.

I have a sudden urge to wear pirate clothes too.... but alas...
I do not own a whole outfit of such ... yet

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fyi - WW84 sucked.
I mean, I like the idea of wonder woman and all, and Gal does her role just fine...
but...
DC writers are completely awful...
and if it wasn't so sexist and overdone on the 80's cliche shit...
and maybe there was an actual story line and plot... a believable one anyway...
it could have been something worthwhile...
even Chris Pine was some random side character with no real supportive role...
ugh...

it's a strong pass.

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Body is doing well. She's eager about something that Mind and Brain and Ego mentioned for some reason that makes no sense whatsoever..... Soul says she gets to try it out anyways... cause we love her.

Mind is stretching and trying to reach new aetherlands and such... we haven't told her that it's not her job, but she's still having fun with her efforting.

Brain is all good and just wants to research images for the art project.... and is slightly dismayed we will have to 'people' on Tuesday.

Ego is doing well and is beyond grateful that we stick up for her like a BOSS and don't throw her under the rug like the rest of the world does to their egos. She says they are all fucked up and we can hang out forever and have some 'real' fun.

The Kid is wanting to paint the art project. 'Cause it's gonna have stars on it.' she says. And she's aware it's also something way beyond that.... but she's giggles and says 'and they're gonna like it too.'
She said that with a gleam of suspicion and ... intimidation.......
and maybe she's been talking to Ego too long...
wait...
What?!!
.....
The Alchemist.                  O_O oh fuck...


The Overseer is sitting with us, kinda just joined into our little group here. She's just starting to feel comfortable around us hooligans. She hasn't said anything or tried to direct us toward anything in particular. She feels a part of us, so that's a good thing. Soul is making sure she feels welcomed.

Soul is smiling, which easily implies that she is planning something outrageous and insane. She won't tell me yet, but she knows that I know that she is up to something. yay.

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"When do pirates dress up?"
The Alchemist asks... beckoning me to answer it, whilst he intervenes abruptly after.
"Or how long do the rebels decide to where their masks?"
He glances my without turning his head.
"Since when do the patriots hide among the victims?"
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is there even a correct answer to these questions?... my thoughts slingshot sideways.

Pirates never dress up. They are who they are. And who they are is true.

Rebels don't pretend and play along like good little sheep.

Patriots are not victims....nor do they hide.

The Alchemist turns to me, walking my way, even if it was a whole two steps.
He leans close.
"And Artists? Writers? Do they wait for the art, or the words? Or do they create them?"
He doesn't smile, but his eyes know his words smothered the shit vibration I had.
He steps past me, satisfied.

I turn to follow his path. The Kid races over to him and grips his hand, probably far too roughly, but she's happy. He doesn't respond, other than letting her yank on his wrist.
"Where are you going?" I ask as the Kid pulls him away to another train car.
He doesn't answer. The Kid giggles and rushes away with him, also avoiding the entire question.
I quickly veer around to Soul.
She widens her eyes and smiles. Colors. ...
they are painting... of course...but I know the kid only has the walls of the train right now...
soo... I look deeper.
"Not the inside..." Ego sings out quietly from the side.

something about this train. grafitti. art. words.
fuck...
grafitti etymology means 'to write'
and ...all the things... too much to write here.
I can't even go through this entire train etymology story and the things the Alchemist says...
like damn boi... knowing is one thing...
living it...
is something else entirely.

Descriptions are for the imaginativeless

 There's these fluctuations. Where the momentum propels you forward...
even without knowing what you are doing...or why...
and moments of being completely okay with propelling ourselves off this train.
Both are good... and both are acceptable. and both are allowed...
and both are the right answer.
so... *sigh...
here we are.

We've arranged with some perfect insights that the parts we don't want to do
don't have to be tended to.
And the parts we enjoy, are all that's necessary.
Simple as it is, it's still relevant and precise at maintaining alignment.
We've discovered that nothing outside of us...
even if in some views it could be beneficial... is also not needed...
and this declares with divine authority that we are everything we need.
We are everything we need.

And we know this when we allow ourselves to fall from the train.
From ourselves and all the thoughts in our mind.
And we know this by letting the train do the work...
and we just enjoy the ride.

I may be on the bar car with the Alchemist too...
and while he's merely just watching the train wreck in my thoughts...
he's enjoying the process of whatever all of this supposed to be...
something I am not privy to.
but I guess we're still on track.... :P

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I had a dream last night and I remember rushing to wake up my hubs (in the dream)...
and I woke him up in a rush to tell him a piece of a random conspiracy theory...
that this might be a possibility...and that just so he knows... I called it.
and now...I can't remember what it was...
but certainly my subconscious was onto something... I remember her fervor and excitement...
ugh...
I asked the hubs if he remembered what I told him in my dream...
he said no... :(
well...I DID call it... and maybe I'll remember it later...

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Let's remind you how Tangled ended.
With Rapunzel reunited with her family. Her birthright reclaimed.
Flynn Rider by her side.
Yeah, she also went natural, had a thing for the sun, and never ever lost sight of the magic.
The kingdom regained their heritage and heiress.
The witch fell from the tower and into dust.
And in the end, all the healing came from within.

It was the witch that led Rapunzel down the path to fear, when she locked her up in the tower.
Down the path of fear, when she said that love wasn't real.
The path of fear, when the truth was covered by lie, after lie, after lie.

And who is the witch in your story?
What lies are they telling you?
Who are you REALLY?
Who and what do YOU love?

Rapunzel had to fight her captor.
Even claiming, "I won't stop. For every minute of the rest of my life, I will fight."

Because once she realized and she saw the light... and she really knew...
that we do not have to be a part of some social construct... a constructed tower... where we are placed on bottom....or anywhere...
We do not have to live in fear. or choose it... or even listen to a shred of it.
That we are free, we have everything we need, we have all the support, all the abundance, all the love, all the healing, all the knowledge and wisdom available to us all the time... and that we get to choose those things....every minute for the rest of our lives...
And our kingdoms...and our thrones...and...and...

...so fight....

I want to see you in your glory...beautiful humans...


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I like that movie.

Anyway...
doing a puzzle later!
and having pizza
yay!

random posts ...

 "What is here, is there.
What is not here, is not there."

There's nowhere for you to get to.
Everything you have is right now...
because that's all we ever have anyway.

Mindset/Manifestation Experiment #17

Just tell yourself that you've got the thing.
You've got the money, the job, the thing, the relationship, the opportunity.
You've got it now...and it's feels like _____.

Self speak your way to falling into the feeling of the desire.
"I really love having my bank AND wallet full of cash!"
"This job is my dream and I am so excited to be here!"
"I knew this thing would make my life so much easier!"
"I am so fulfilled in this incredible relationship!"
"I get to do this thing!

Don't get too specific, but allow the general feelings to embrace you.
Let your words be simple, to the point, and always uplifting.
The excitement, the joy, the bliss, the ease, the comfort, the energy itself.
Leave the hesitant doubtful words that your mind tries to throw in, in the 'not gonna say it' pile...'cause I'm feeling way too awesome!'
Allow the energetic amplifying words and phrases space in your mind and body (emotions) to have their way with you. (Not in that way! LOL)
Spend time to cultivate this feeling of already having the thing you desire.
Even just 15 minutes a day, before bed, when you wake up, whenever feels good.

Is this faking it til you make it? NO.
Because you've already got it, you are simply tuning to the channel that is playing that desire.
You're the radio... and you have all the stations.
You just can't hear the ones you aren't tuned to... but they are there..
Once you lock into a new channel, you tune to it. You receive the music you want, the desires you want, all the things.
Tune to it enough and it gets put on the playlist or left there... and you can play whatever wonderful music you want all day, every day.

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Can we just stop waiting or blaming the fucking planets...and there alignment or lack thereof...

when or how or why we do things.
Can we just own up to our success or our shit...and take responsibility for it ourselves?
The portal of some day that opened in the cosmic realms didn't convince you to take the step...
you're only using that as any excuse.
We don't need excuses!
We don't need to explain or reason our way around any fucking thing.
We choose and we move.
We decide and we fucking act.
Sometimes our words fumble across the floor and you trip over them. But Mercury didn't do shit to you... it's just what happened and guess what.
You can pick yourself up and gather your words and rearrange them... all good. There's no egoic signature on the bottom that says you're a fuck up.

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Maybe we've bought into that argument about how the ego is evil.
And maybe it's not as true as you may think it is.
Maybe killing off a part of yourself would be beneficial if someone wanted to divide and conquer a soul...
But....there's something to be said for who our Ego really is.
Who he/she really is, is the part of ourselves that goes forth as the conqueror.
The protector, the guide. The one who relays to our souls what we like, what we don't.
The part that fully invests into this physical reality, boldly going to bring us back the fruits of our time here.
Certainly our Ego can be unbalanced at times...when it yanks us too hard one way or another.
Or when it's being overprotective, out of an underlying fear, or unhealed experience.
Certainly....it's doing what she's created to do...to protect us, to guide us...maybe overdramatically so, and wrecks havoc as she goes on a warpath striving to get what you've denied her.

But....
A balanced Ego.
The beauty of this full beingness, full awareness. This wonderful aspect of ourselves.
She's a fucking warrior.
She leads us forward without fear. She knows she doesn't have to cling or strive for anything. But she's the goddess, the queen. And none of her desires will pass her by.
They might even be delivered.
But she serves, and is served. She is fire, and warmth, and heat.
Burning those who handle her carelessly....
Yet...
Glory to those who understand.

Take her hand. Bring her out of the shadows where you've placed her.
Care for her. Allow her. Heal her.
And maybe... when you choose to stop slaughtering yourself...
You heal too.
And so does your world.

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Let's make truth popular.

and I'm not talking about the truth out there... the ideas and beliefs we pick up and debate over until we decide on whatever view feels comfortable to us at the time.
I'm talking about inner truth.
The knowing of who we really are.
The real truth that we are allowed to decide NOT to choose from only the options presented to us.
We get to create our own.
And when we change, we can change those truths as well...
and there's never a need to justify, explain, reason, or fight to do get to do that.
We are the truth, our own truth.
And it's the only one that matters. <3

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Just stuff that's happening...

 The Universe is on the ball.
Or the Alchemist....
either way, ask and you shall receive just got thrown my way before I was prepared to catch anything.
so...it feels like I got smacked in the face.
THIS is instant (or not even a whole day) manifestation...

and this is what happens when you tell colors how pretty they are...
not even joking.

...so...yeah...
I'm not feeling prepared to handle the onslaught of this new toolkit...
but from the way the Alchemist is glaring at me...
the illusion of a choice is not at all going to be a reality.

F*CK!!!

The Alchemist, turns and walks away, with only a slight nod.
Barely enough for me to know that he expects me to follow through...
because after all... I implied that I needed this 'thing'.
and he dropped it in my lap

so...   yeah....

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Nellis AFB... Hoover Dam...Chinese

just so I can say...that you saw it here first!

and btw... the hoover dam (being broken) is on the money. The US $50 bill.
The old one shows the dam whole... the new ones show it broken with water
fyi.
in case you didn't know, the twin towers, the federal building are also on the money and it was printed before the actual events.
the tsunami and the underwater missile is still tbd
but I called that for New York harbor a few years ago from an underwater submarine.
there's still time

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two days later... cause I'm a boss at doing what I want...

hehe......ugh
So he's letting me write my own course on the course I need.
because he said it works the same way...
but I have to still 'DO' it...
... I wish this blog let me post gifs... cause I have a few.

I'm also floundering about getting way ahead of myself...
and I luckily caught it...mostly before it got out of hand and threw my energy for a tailspin.
So....yay for awareness.

and I totally remembered that I have the backdoor keys and don't have to go through the front gates where all the people are...
so whew!  *wipes forehead and breathes

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so Christmas is finished... and now we wait for it to get over with..
Still have an art piece to paint... I'll do it tomorrow.

I'm missing the use of my pool too

Otherwise... things...

I really like my boots I bought too.

Feeling rushed now... so Imma go and do the bird sitting thing...
and then relaxing thing

posts...not for you

We all travel our worlds. Each finding our paths, at least the ones that seem to get us there for now.
Sometimes switching lanes, switching directions, moving about like a ship at sea.
We linger at times, not having a set course. Other moments we power forward with an intent to reach our selected destination.
We are always free to move about and change our minds, change our goals, change our intentions.
And some days, we forget that. Getting caught up in the stream and being towed.
This is a great thing when we want to move that way, or similar to that way... benefiting from the support and momentum.
Not so friendly when it's pulling us away from our true desires...and we forget that we can steer the ship.

I want to talk about freedom. Our freedom to choose, to plot our own courses, to move toward what calls us...or simply to throw anchor and chill for as long as we feel the need.
I want us all to know that we can reach a place within ourselves that empowers us to be our own captains, and sail our own ships (or yachts :) ).
We get to choose. We were born to become the captain. Allowed to be all that we are and go where we will and sail the seas unending.

Stepping into a place of clarity and desire can make the seas not so challenging.
Moving toward a mindset of allowing and ease can make our direction clear.
And embodying the freedom of taking the wheel to bring our selves there.

This is what I want for every single one of us.
To become. To allow. To breathe. To live fully, abundantly, and most of all, free.

I personally relate to art. More specifically colors. More specifically the feelings that they evoke.
I feel the same with the sunshine in the early mornings. The water droplets on baby leaves. Kittens, lol.
Sharing how those things engage us with our worlds allows room for us to attune to a dimension that is one of allowing and enrichment. How even appreciating simple colors for a day can bring your manifesting game to the Superbowl.

Creating our lives is like creating a mix and blending of our souls. A dance of colors, of the energy of what they call forth from us.
And taking part in their dance...can lift our eyes into our own freedom, our own clarity, and our own alignment with our highest selves.

So yeah. This is what I do. This is where I walk. I'm just a tour guide...and the only rules here are to be kind, open, supportive, amazing...all the good things.

...plus some more I deleted, because it's only for my biz page.

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We don't have to make it a difficult thing to receive money.
We don't have to join in that whole 'hard work' and 'sacrifice' rhetoric.
We don't have to comply to the 'how to' rule book that the previous world fed you.
We don't have to play a game that is more beneficial to the game masters, than the players.
Let's write our own novel about the ways we get to receive money.
Let's choose for ourselves which games we play and how we play them.
Let's play for the fun of it...and still get a shit ton of cash.
Let's work for the joy of the purpose, and delete the whole idea, the whole thought...of struggle.
We are meant to thrive.
So thrive.

It's not a secret...and even if it were...
I'm a boss at making sure you've got the goods...the pass codes...the backdoor keys.
And truthfully...you have everything you need right NOW.
You own this theater of wealth.
Walk into it and stop paying for a ticket to the shitshow.


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Choose your favorite color...
Now look around and notice that color around you...

See how long you can go this day and tomorrow complimenting it.

"Hey! Purple, I see you over there looking all gorgeous like!"
"Looking good, Green. Beautiful as always!"
"Blue...my heart. You've got it all, my love."
"Wow Red! Fantastic glow you've got there!"

This energy of enhancing and appreciating something so simple...
CAN and WILL amp up your vibe and manifesting game like a BOSS!
Start generally complimenting random colors...and amp it up even more.

Focusing on something you don't have any resistance to creates momentum and FLOW
and once you get rolling with it and start telling the rocks what a great shade of 'earth' they are...
Amazing things begin flowing your way.

Try it out for a few days.
This is one of the easiest ways to move stuck and stagnant energy.

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