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Li’lrose
With that said, here is a tiny glimpse into my good old días, when the KODAK film camera was still in its heyday, when selfie was still unborn from Motorola Razr, when the red Volkswagen Santana was still an up-to-date head-turner, when the in-dash cassette player still airs yesterday once more… 🚗
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Antigravity
in the season of holy leisure—doing nothing, for the sake of being in the presence of GOD cradled in a place of unimagined blessing from head to heart to the hands—all-encompassing it is time to savor and serve my gift—for good relishing a Spirit-led, Divinely designed, God-given lavishly loved, sacred story of grace, and joy-filled life unescorted by fear-fueled false narratives—to be truly free.
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Unchained
at times I wish I could take back what I said—swiftly to keep the echoey, resounding effects at bay unload the impetuous of putting flesh on the bones of the topsy-turvy emotional baggage…
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Passionfruit
Captivated by its marvelous aftertaste and interior expression, transcends mere visible reality; not until recently I geeked out on its passiflora’s enthralling backstory and symbolic significance—of course, not just stylistically, but fundamentally, it put a warm smile on my heart…💜
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Freeflowing
What drives me essentially is to know the heavenly truth of the realities beyond worldly perceived learning (unlike actual learning), of who I was created to be, of who I truly am—with, pitting truth against (seductive) lies while fixing my eyes on a deeper sense of what matters most and shining a light on it…
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Termination
If what I learned from this process can be summed up in three: that there is always something to be learned from trying, things always work out for the best, and love always prevails… God’s “NO” is not a rejection but a re-direction. And I am surrendering to this process—with unflinching candidness AND a triumph of infinite hope…
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What’s up Beijing
WHAT CAN BE ART? #breakfree #memory #dimensionality #original #perspectives #thisisbeijing
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I AM NOT MY FACE
I am not the collection of nagging critic looped in my head I am not the piece of garment wrapped around my body I am not the stream of second-hand ideas heedlessly run on the surface I am not the knee-jerk, check it off the list category discounted to be forcibly boxed in …
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Exit Fear, Enter Love
I extend my deep gratitude to the divine timing, the shadow work, the soul feast, and the core reconciliation processes before I go down that road, which helped set me on the path toward independence of soul-honoring choice…
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Nocturnal melancholia
My penchant for the embodied pathways to self-healing & wisdom through the direct-intuitive experience of the mysteries and the majestic of the Wild is where my soul path is. As a devoted seeker, I am on my Way to fathoming innate liberty that is inherently untethered and potent, like dandelion seeds, bloom wilder into the limitless sense of wonder, to the miraculous vibration of serenity and enlightenment again…
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Restless Soul. Dislocated Heart. Unmendable love.
I decided to congregate, if not all, what I had been traversing at the cellular level of human (soul) experiences into one, compounded, and just a bit stretched title. A chunk of restlessness, prolonged tunneling of displacement, and some cascade of undescribable nuances occupied the heart of my heart as if unfettered inner flames that never burnt off…
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Zombie
Q: “What do you do for a living?” A: “I Am A Souldier.” Q: “How is that meant for you?” A: “It meant by protecting my soul (purpose), I’d set myself free.” Q: “Why do you want to set yourself free?” A: “To connect with my true essence and bloom into my fullest self-expression – that is unconfined by the fraction of perception.”
“I WAS GLAD WHEN THEY SAID UNTO ME, LET US GO INTO THE HOUSE OF THE LORD.“
Cover by Rose, King Street Gardens Park, Alexandria, Virginia 2016