Jazz speaks true

Jazz speaks true

Ever so elegantly she tapa her red lacquered nails in time with soft jazz that caresses each and everyone’s ears.

Soft lighting of lust and ambience entwines every crevice and corner throughout this quaint jazz commune.

The saxophone resonates through and through-

each note erotically encompassing the ears.

Aromatic clouds of jazz cigarettes and smoked whiskey lovingly linger around.

Ever so elegantly she caresses her red lacquered nails against the lighter flint

the flame reflecting seduction and mystery in her furiously fiery eyes.

Let these notes resonate within her.

As I play the night away.

What I have been up too…(Interview)

What I have been up too…(Interview)

Been a tad sporadic with posting and musings on here as of late.

To be honest, when I broke my ankle, I was struggling with motivation.

Typed words haven’t been coming to me that easily.

So, I decided to go back to my photography and my drawn art.

It helps me channel and process the energies and thoughts regarding my current recovery with my Tib and Fib.

Cleansing the thoughts of isolation and complete physical restrictions I have experienced within my journey over the last few months.

This Journey has been a very spiritual and enlightening journey for me.

As I said,

Typed words are hard for me at the moment, but my spoken word is everso stronger.

YouTube: Earth To The Other Side

I had the wonderful pleasure of being invited onto Earth To The Other Side by the wonderful host John Glasspoole.

To me it is no coincidence that the universe provided a point of spiritual communication between a Canadian and an Australian right at this time.

All I will say is Worldwide Convoy….

I strongly believe the universe is letting us know things will get better.

The more people that are in tune with the universe and sending the energies of love, light and hope throughout the world and beyond.

The more the universe will guide and comfort us.

We are the Age of Aquarius.

We are the Spiritual Awakening.

Beyond the veil

Beyond the veil

Amber orb-

soul ecaping-

upon an infinite veil,

slowly revealing-

the lightworkers beyond.

Pole-vaulting between-

Earth and beyond.

Ringing-

ringing.

Frame by frame-

people scattered-

around and about.

Franticly talking.

Subtle sound-

Ringing phone.

Poking and prodding-

huddled about-

a staggered heartbeat.

Ringing-

ringing.

Gasping-

gasping-

for a beat.

Fleeting words-

said upon tear filled eyes.

Straining-

gasping-

‘I don’t want to die….’

Hands held tight-

grasping for the heart.

All goes darks.

Amber orb-

shines so bright.

The veil lifted.

Two light beings-

hands held together-

in prayer.

Slowly,

slowly,

Embrace the orb.

Surely,

surely,

guiding-

the amber orb-

back down to their rightful being.

A gasp of life-

comes about.

beings of light-

shield the amber orb-

safely back to life.

Ankling on #2 News Years Morning-Welcome 2022♡

Ankling on #2 News Years Morning-Welcome 2022♡

It has been two or so weeks since I returned from hospital.

My broken ankle and surgery to which I graciously adopted a plate and several screws into my ankle has not set in as much.

The feeling of a material that was part of the great industrial revolution in Australia, feel ever so foreign to me (excuse the pun?)

On a dry Summer day, not that long ago I had to get my temporary cast replaced with the more secure, strong four week cast set.

Amongst the hustle and bustle of the orthopaedic ward, a nurse buzzed passed and handed me a a keyring of cast colour samples.

This was new to me.

For a brief moment I thought I was picking curtains at a drapery.

With a some what vast selections of colours, I decided on the reassuring, somewhat comforting colour pink.

With my cast colour decided, the surgeon and nurses removed my temporary cast and unveiled my bare broken ankle.

I could barely glance upon the damage.

Two incisions seared into either side of my ankle. Sharp, precist lines roughly run 10cms up my ankle.

A bruise lakes around the heel of my foot. I gather myself from wooziness as I advert my eyes as they wrap and realign my ankle.

I hobble on New Years Eve.

The heat sweltering and swelling my leg. Medical attire that is most certainly not designed for the cruel Australian Heat.

When the weather is just perfect for a skate. I long to glide.

To feel the eucalyptus scented breeze dance through my hair.

As the days of healing go on, one step at a time….

I countdown the days,

ever so gently to which I can safely place both feet back upon the ground.

But, aye.

I think we all have that inner yearning.

Happy New Year all.

May 2022 guide you with love and light.

motivation #1

motivation #1

Every little moment you have to yourself. Make it a moment for yourself. -TLEofCassie

Top 5 Tips/\Inner Peace

Top 5 Tips/\Inner Peace

Some time we all get lost in the hussle and bussle of our lives. Planning and dividing our time between everything else but ourselves.

Ultimately concluding to us feeling drained,worn out and lacking inner peace.

Hence, why I’m writing this little tid bit.

I myself have a tendency to over plan and deplete my energy with everything else but myself.

To capture myself back into myself. I focus my energy on these five little activities. Revitalising my inner peace.

Music

The sound of music (no pun inteaded) can help set a certain mood, be that of excitement or calm. Of course in this case we are talking about the latter.

Music that encourages me to be grounded are the genres with soft beats and gentle rhythms.

Be that of Chill-hop, Dream-hop or my favourite, Jazzhop. Ya, I know they are all hop hybrids but when the beat and rhythm float together. Inner peace washes over me.

Colouring

Cliche time! Colouring is such a therapeutic form of meditation for me. I set myself up in a cozy nook mindfully choosing the colours and bringing them together. Creating vibrant picture.

Aromatheraphy

My oil diffuser and essential oils are a staple in my journey towards inner peace. Certain aromas encourage certain forms of relaxation.

Peppermint oil ground and comforts.

Citrus infused blends energise and clarify.

Whilst Lavender oil centres and calms the mind and body.

Fun fact: Lavender oil is also an aphrodisiac. But. Aye, that’s a story for another day.

Depending on the time of day, to bring forward inner peace I either dab a few drops of Lavender oil onto my temples, inner wrists or the back of the neck.

Those three points are pulse points as the pulse beats on, it warms the oil creating a personal aromactic sphere of relaxation.

If it’s night time and I am struggling to sleep. I place a few drops of Lavender oil onto my pillow.

Almost instantiously relaxing my mind and body for a peaceful sleep ahead.

Himalayan Salt Lamps

Light ambience is also a key factor to claiming inner peace back.

What better way to create a gentle ambience than that of the soft warm glow of an Himalayan salt lamp.

Such ambience brings the reflection of the Moon right into your own sanctuary of inner peace.

As the salt rock warms, salt ions fill the air creating a salt air atmosphere with none of the sand scattering about.

Sage Smudging

When my energy is drained I know its time to sage.

Before I start to cleanse my sanctuary of negative energy and bring forward my inner peace. I ensure that I have the front door and back-door open in my abode, which encourages a constant current of fresh air throughout the house.

Forcing out negative energy and bringing forward positive energy.

Have I lost you at sage smudging?

If so. Sorry. Not Sorry.

Maybe I can bring you back with the comforting aroma of sage?

Yes? Maybe?

You can find sage in suitable burning forms by either incense sticks or smudge sticks.

The peppery, earthy aroma of sage helps to find inner peace.

Inner peace?

You shall find.

Pale Burgers

Pale Burgers

Dear Gluten

I miss you.

I didn’t know how much I would miss you till we parted ways.

Soft as a cloud burger buns-

now replaced with saw dust fibres-

carving up my mouth.

Gluten-

How I miss you.

Doughnuts?

More like Dough Not.

In this day and age.

Gluten,

Why did you break up with me?

My body doesn’t miss you.

But my heart does.

Oh,

Gluten,

How I miss you.

#4 Stream of Conciousness

#4 Stream of Conciousness

Dry hair. Humid air. Stillness canvases the night. Fan hums a serenade. Comforting, cooling, conquering the heat. Sleepy slumber, falling softly of to sleep. Dreams do come, this movie in the mind. Half asleep. Drifting softly. To yonder, I do wonder. Nightie night….

Two. Stream of Consciousness

Two. Stream of Consciousness

Lights, ambient. Such ambience. Escapism at its finest. Slowly, gently. Peace flow through.

Freely….ever freely. Wandering, wonder what wonders way weightless ahead.

Blink. Blink. Brutal battles brace bravely beyond.

Caught, countess, calmly clings. Claw, clawing coward.

Rivers rapidly rally repeatedly ruthless.

Fear, finding, failure frightful fellow.

Strength strides selflessly. Stronger shall she shine.

Smiling.