The first few words…

Love letters. Yes, I believe, I’ve always been writing love letters to my{SELF}. I made this leap of faith, as the hero’s journey requires, you follow the white rabbit 🐇 down that 🕳️ . Alice in Wonderland is real and from me that looking-glass is Amsterdam. The safest place I’ve ever experienced and I’d argue one of the safest place’s in history. There’s something special and wonderful here. My mom who’s a bad-ass-women and artist picked up on the VIBE 4 year’s ago right as COVID was hitting.

This go-around, I make no assumptions on who the audience is or will be. I am open and I welcome all who [TRUST] that it is time for us to start doing this, the one’s who accept the invitation and the one’s who’ve understand, we do not need love, we are love ❤️ - and this has been true no matter where you are on the timeline (E=MC^2).

The only objective is to heal my{SELF}, reconnecting to the {EARTH} she’s calling. I will not worry that my words have no value. Even the filler text here prompting me to [TRUST] my '“own voice”. It’s taken time, I’m so proud that I took my time - I had to be sure. You, see this is a 1-way door. If we walk through it, well simply put - we’ll know know other door. 🚪

I’m am excited to share my world here. My feelings and all the other things that WILL come as a privilege and honor of this journey as it evolves. The gift is the present, thank you oh - ancient ones for your trust in us.