My words
Climb out of me
Like Suffering
Sometimes painfully sharp
Sometimes deliberately and swift
With the aftermath of a hurricane
My writing is inspired by my vivid dreams, my active imagination, my twin flame 5D connection, and reflections on my daily life. Empowering women who are recovering from abuse and guiding souls through their spiritual awakening.
My words
Climb out of me
Like Suffering
Sometimes painfully sharp
Sometimes deliberately and swift
With the aftermath of a hurricane
“We often hesitate to follow our intuition out of fear. Most usually, we are afraid of the changes in our own life that our actions will bring.
Our
children's innocence is dying
In a new world of gender pronouns and "wokeness"
How do we not see this?
Kids as young as nine
Are learning twisted gender bullshit
And having more anxiety because of it
When I look at the sky
I say it's blue
But they will say it's red
And I'm told to believe that's true
Because what my own eyes see
Are only deceiving me?!
And what the Bible says
Won't set you free?!
Their indoctrinating our kids
To believe in their lies
When right in front of me
I see their kind
They don't hold the same Christian values that was taught to me as a kid
They're making the shit up
And our kids are learning more sin
Where in the Bible
Does it use pronouns?
I've read the stories
From Adam and Eve
To Mary and Joseph
Males and females
There was no confusion
So, think again
If your "wokeness"
Doesn't affect our kids
If it's confusing to us adults
It's confusing for them
Don't expect me
To call you by his, hers, them, they
I will address you
Like I been taught and address you by name
And keep your bullshit beliefs and values out of my kid's school
My children were created by God
And came from my womb
Not as a pangender
Or part of a gender inclusive club
But as a daughter and son of Christ
Where all souls come from
“Here’s to the crazy ones.
The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers.
The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently.
They’re not fond of rules.
And they have no respect for the status quo.
You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them,
disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them.
Because they change things.
They invent. They imagine.
They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire.
They push the human race forward.
Maybe they have to be crazy.
How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art?
Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written?
Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?
While some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius.
Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world,
are the ones who do.”
~ John Chapman