Steps to getting your sanity back

 I'm really just here to stop in and make a checklist.
So Imma be pretending I'm a business and marketing coach here for a hot minute

and I'll be telling myself (my other self) what she need to be doin'
Cause she don't know shit and gets too emotionally involved

so I gotta come take the reins here a little bit and write things down for her

so she don't go all gettin' lost and shit

Step 1:
   So you've got the etsy and fb page, good job.
you've got your items and products and images
now you need to keep moving and move FAST!
Move STRONG!
Here's what you gotta do, and do these in no particular order, but don't get stuck on one, skip to the next if you have to, but do them all. I know what I'm talking about.
The Universe likes SPEED.
Keep up.

   Do a print/prep/press/show off video of a really HOT design

   Custom make a relatable image with words that makes people LAUGH
   Disney and character tees
   Specific genres... (Religion, chickens, llama, cat, guns, plants)
   Words... (Real, Raw, Ruthless)

   Share on social media, neighborhood app, marketplace, groups, pages, craigslist, timesfreepress
  
   Hand out biz cards, give some to Skylar, Olivia.
  
   Stock for yardsales (tees, magnets, coasters, mousepads, flags, etc.)
   Include cookies and cold drinks/water
   Art too

  
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And now...we are going to be a financial master...
cause my girl is good at spending money faster than she makes it
so we gotta give her a checklist here too.

Step 1:
   Yeah, it sucks that taxes, tag, and a whole bunch of stuff seems to hit every month but one out of the whole fucking year.
   But your good at on a whim shit so we will benefit from it's good things instead of it's perceived bad things to help you out better.

   Spend every dollar. -
   That means use up the entire account funds for bills and then the rest on what you use for food/gas.

   30% goes to Soul - there is NO WAY around this fact that it works. So every cash amount gets split.
   30% to Soul in the cash stash, the rest goes in the bank for bills

   We are not 'trying' to make or earn money anymore.
   We are pushing out beautiful things. Images, pictures, items, products, art, colors, ALL the things

   Just say "Yep."
   This is different than saying 'yes'. Yep is when even shit pops up, you handle it with 'yep.
   When bills come up, you handle it with 'yep'.
   When you want to buy something, you say 'yep'.
   Adjust accordingly, cause 'yep' specifies a particular frequency of importance.
   Yes overpowers those specifics...
   and we want and NEED those specifics to HONE into our reasoning and craft.

   We are not 'making' money.
   We are creating ourselves and every motherfucker out there can move the fuck out of the way.
   There's no bargaining with a freight train.

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Step 2: coming soon. <3

  

  

Spice and Tacos

 Sup, beautifuls!

Fuck yeah! Let's do this thing of showing up a month late in the new year!

My world is spicy and fun!

Book 8 is on progress...cause you gotta love that, eh?!
Here's the Amazon link in case you want to read the others first!
  CLICK HERE FOR MY BOOKS


On a sewing hiatus at the moment

BUT I bought a sublimation printer and a heat press (2 actually...I can explain later)
and so that's my new fancy toy that is making my life enjoyable.
I can make tshirts and magnets...and stickers.. and stuffs...
Please buy my creations...
   I don't have a page or storefront for them yet though... haha
thinking about it...  need a name...

I'm hoping somebody will come level my back yard..I got garden plans...
and chicken coop plans...cause fuck the city... I be a chicken mom as well as a quail mom. <3
what they gonna do? get mad LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!!!!!!
Imma eat them birds.

A+ game on my workouts.
You weak if you ain't showing up.

I'm actually meditating... but not like sitting and closing my eyes kind...
I feel fabulous, like I'm winning... cause I always be winning.

Still doing storage auctions...people are just bidding them too high lately...
they'll give up soon enough

Be beautiful, yo.
I'm off to write my novel! Gotta see what happens....cause these characters are making their own plans, LOL
And now I don't know what's gonna happen now O_O
Do you know how frustrating it is to be proofreading a few pages you wrote last night before continuing...and then it stops.... with a (start here) where I need to pick it up and write it... and I'm like damn it! NO I want to READ it, not have to write it ARGH!
Seer problems.

And yes, I'm still working on my other ongoing book too.
It's called 'The Alchemist's Daughter'  ... <3
I probably won't be sharing it, but it will be available on Amazon as well when it's ready...
I already have more pages in my novel written than this one, but hey...it's not up to me.


My tees I recently made... they;ll be posted on my FB eventually.

Love and Villains. <3

Hogwash in the pot

 I say a lot of shit, but I promise you it really is harder to actually do the shit said.

I finished my last sewing orders. Thank god, I hate sewing. Not the act...but that I have to do it first before I do soul work...and sadness...pure sadness...

I have art on the menu. But have I started it no...cause sewing had to get finished first.
Know what else is on that list first... the coop needs winterized...
two bags need names put on them...
stuff listed on marketplace or ebay...
I'm still waiting for my first sentence of book 8... but possibly a scene showed up...but not sure if it's first page relevant...

and I'm severely annoyed by people...which only delays my ever lasting greatness to jump into the flow of real life soul things... and I can't say it's their fault, but it's their fault.

But... I did get all the sewing finished in one day.
I have showed up for my workout all year.
We still all manage to get fed, and I got to do a good cleaning around the house.
So I'm not doing nothing...
I'm just not doing soul shit.

I also failed at completing my meditation lists... I got all the way through again except for the very last one.. LOL
It's still on the list though.
And I've not visited my other book either...as things there have been whacked silently weird and cray cray.

So.... I say a lot of shit...but yeah... my life is a mess too.
A beautiful one, mind you, but still... I could be invincible and unstoppable if I would just do the things and maybe if I ignore the people.

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I could make stupid plans to get up early and do all the things...but is that the answer...no
the answer is in showing up for soul... and most of that is easy...it's the laying aside of other things that is hard....cause we think those other things are more important.
Like, we know this...but it doesn't help when we want them all finished and handled and still be able to get into flow state to create and paint and write and sit in silence without people interfering in the energy...
we could brainstorm ideas to bypass these shortcomings....or obstacles, sure...but that's not the answer.
the answer is showing up in flow state while doing whatever you are doing...and it doesn't have to be creating...or being bombarded with anyone else's energy...
Ugh...so again...I find the answer to be one I often recall as being harsh, cruel, stubborn, and more villainous than most other states of being...
I like being the villain....yeah...but if I do it all the time, I tend to take it too far, Lol. It gets fun.

I'm just rambling to myself at the moment, don't mind me. I'll forget most of this in about 10 minutes.


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Imma go change my reality...later.

P.S. just an insight to keep in sight

 You know something... I had a post about not picking up the shovel...yet what did I do, two or so weeks after that..
I shoveled 45 loads of mulch dirt...

and I get it, that the analogy was about not picking up tasks to make money or get something from...

but the wreckage of coincidence sure is something, eh?

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that's all I came to say really.

of course, I didn't earn money shoveling mulch...
I offset the cost of mulch next spring for years though.
and this is stupid... this whole idea of costs and earnings and money in general.
I quit.

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There's this choice of leaving behind stupid shit.
not like stop acting like a kid or giving up donuts...
but of the whole assembly of how we perceive and receive all the pieces of this matrix system.
It is over. We don't half-ass choices here anymore...
and my consistency game is god level... something I can sit beside with trust in that

Really non stupid chaos coming soon.... it'll be lit.

just practicing writing so I can write a book soon

 45 truck loads of mulch by the way. a few bruises, some strained arms, maybe some more defined muscles... and the conundrum that I'm so unfamiliar with how to celebrate such an achievement...
Dinner out is meh... we don't need a reason to buy something either... a party and drinks out is for those normal people... food is meh... although I would love some steaks in bulk...if only I didn't have to buy them..*sigh...what is money again? What is celebrating anyway...being happy?? I'm happy anyways... weird that this is a strange anomaly...


I'm sad....cause I'm reading book 7 ...and it's going too fast...and I hate it, cause instead of reading book 8 next, I'll need to write it first  :(...
not that I don't enjoy writing and being surprised at what happens...but because it'll be slow... but maybe that's what I like anyway...and argh..
Maybe I'll make it 1000 pages and slow down the story a whole bunch so I can linger in it when I read it...

I'm still waiting for the first sentence to show up. Or the first scene perhaps... but while I kinda have a very very rough and half assed outline, we all know it'll be moot after so long...
How does it start, idk... I'm thinking it'll go deeper rather than more trauma for my characters...cause I love them and they be needing some well earned rest from trauma...
oh wait...

Also still writing the other book...which I'm not sure where it's headed right now, things have shifted tremendously the last few months. It's not long enough... I want longer. Way way longer so when I ever read it again, it'll be a long long long time before I'm finished...
cause who doesn't want to spend extra time with The Alchemist?

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So...look...this meditation thing, I've been fairly consistent with, but while I'm *winning... it's way different and my mind and body want me to do it awake...which is a whole different thing than sitting with my headphones and eye cover... but fulfilling and while I haven't predicted too much of the future in front of people for kicks... I have a strong inkling that I could manifest easily anything I want.
(not that I couldn't anyway), however, I'd usually have to really really want it.
I'm pretty sure that's no longer a requirement anymore... it's pretty cool.

And art... I think I'll do that without hating on it and being a complete judgemental ass with myself about it. ( I think, don't hold me to it...) - I started to sketch something out, but I was totally like, I don't want to sketch it at all...so I erased whatever I started and now that my commissions are finished, I can begin on it... it's one of my dice game rolls anyway...which I am also *winning.

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I call dibs next life on my hubs.
You can't have him.


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I still look at you with eyes that want you.
When you move you make my oceans move too.
When I hear my name, I will run your way.
Can we say that we love each other?
Can we play like there ain't no other?
When I hear my name, I will run your way.


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Working the soil is not the same as working the soul

 It's been day 5 of shoveling mulch dirt.
About 33 truck loads so far, filled and emptied... and why does it seem emptying it is harder, even if it's a tad bit faster...
Still have another 2 days to go... and maybe arms will forget what they've done today and be refreshed to do it again tomorrow.

I'll need to pull out me master gardener card for next spring and actually know what to do.
Which also means I will not be consulting google or the back of the seed packets...or anything of the sort.
Intuitive stuff works better...
and there's times and often all the times...when your own inner guidance and knowledge will show up when it's needed...and you can actually stop relying on shit information on the internet, books, or people.
You can totally ask those who play Jeopardy with me, how well guessing works out for me.

All this mulch was free.
Another one of those recent waterfalls of abundance that happened to end up my way.
And maybe we are growing a garden here.
Not necessarily the plants next spring, but a garden of abundance.
These things that have been given.
These blessings of hidden and surprising instances.
The forethoughts and preparations for things handed out like candy on Halloween.
But there's all treats and the trick isn't really a trick.

Yeah, we have to move this dirt from the front to the back..
but even in that, we are earning a billion and one exercise points, warm weather to grace us this week, and a few bruises and scratches and blisters.
And we got to spend time together (?) at least that's what I'm calling it.
Dirt that makes us grow strong and resilient.
A garden full of appreciation, love, consideration, connection.
Embodiment of our discipline and character.
Richness and health of the earth we live upon, live in, within our bodies.

and maybe I just want to say how much I love the hubs for all that he does
supporting this chaos and nonsense and surprise avalanches of gifts

and maybe a pre rescue from the up and coming apocalypse we are all waiting for...why not, eh

dirt does a body good.
and grows a soul too.

____and while we are on that subject... it's like growing that forest of yourself...
but it's grown and rich and luscious and soon the rain will come and we can rest in that dense canopy and undergrowth and fell complete and safe and carried and loved and honored and provided for...
Of which we always are.

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Book 8 is about gonna drown me if it doesn't come out soon...and I'm literately waiting for a sentence to hit my conscious...you know, the first sentence...that's all I need.
and I'm reading book 7 to remember what all I started and ended at, lol.
Soon! Cause it's drilling my mind and replaying scenes and I need to bleed it out.

The views from up here make it all look easy

 I had something I needed all along...
Again, the Universe plopping said materials into my hands...of which I pulled out of my own closet.
Fuck me if I wasn't so damn blind sometimes.

So I found a bunch of 'materials' to work with in the process as well...
and while I want to go to the thrift store and browse...I don't need to.

I'm being consistent in meditation, and playing my dice game...I get to do it twice a day for a week...
on top of the ones I'm not even halfway through.
Nice.
Look at my follow-through, bitches.

Lots of energy perspective, mindset, weird shit shifts happening.
I'm thrilled to accept these, wherever they lead...
whomever I become..
cause I met her today...
God, I fucking love myself.... in a not so narcissistic manner... but yeah, kinda, LOL

I have to go find something to cook for dinner...
cause little ol me didn't start the chicken earlier, so that's out. whoops...
I did get my badass workout done AND both meditations, AND the dice game level 7 done.
I'm having fun here.
And... I don't need to make anything happen.
FREE.

lov ya.