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September 7, 2021
I’m not a visionary.
I’m visualist. I hold onto the
vision of what’s in my present and turn its aura into energy. There’s endless vibrations in the
atmosphere. As a writer, a spiritualist
and an animal speak believer, I am present to make a choice as to which
direction the path shall grow. We spend
a lot of time inside negative energy because too many incredible things have
come from such an energy source.
Comedians, musicians and authors will speak openly about their darkness
becoming what moves people. When I sit
in this forest, the sounds of nature pretend to be the daily same. For at no time has this forest ever been the
same. And it’s extremely difficult not
to remember the journey while relying on this choice to live in the presence of
Now. I’ve yet to locate the strength to
walk freely through the forest with a cleared heart and head. This collection of trees grabbed me by the
nap of the neck at the age of 32 and has guided me into deeper expression and
exploration for 29 years. Create energy
for your art filled self by trusting what’s in front of you. A visualist.
Dictionary.com doesn’t recognize it as a word. Make it one in your heart by spreading all
ten fingers apart. Holding your hands in
front of you/ Each of those fingers will
naturally feel a rounded source of energy.
Let it move through you. Pull it
toward you and grow forward.
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