maybe, your own remembrance is, the thing?

what does it mean, to free yourself?

here you are, at the temple of your own feet

the initiation is a return to self. the ritual is courage

you walk your journey at your own pace

playing small is no longer an option

oh, but Beloved. you are here to experience yourself... to touch life deeply. drink deeply.

'there is no such thing as a problem without a gift for you in its hand...'

there's nothing admirable or cute about killing yourself to be liked - we have to love ourselves

how to survive 2025: follow the 'weird ones'... may it be the most potent and restoring cycle ○♡

your value isn't determined by what's outside of you, but by you and who the creator says you are...

there is beauty, in all of the seasons of your life...

the more you come into your own divinity, the less you are attached to the things that are untrue

be still, recieve the silence

we're becoming new people... syncing the feminine with the masculine aspects of us

the frequency of the earth, and of ourselves - because we are one thing, is rising...

we can no longer override or ignore the things that we did in the past - ascension

we are shedding the lies, distortions & traumas so we can exists at higher states

we are being called to peel back the layers within ourselves in preparation of the future

every atom that is vibrating in our bodies is vibrating to the Divine Source, which makes us, Divine

we are in the era of realigning with the holy Mother, the Earth

indigenous healing is quantum physics ∩ healing with the earth

nature is the fundamental aspect of our human nature + nervous system

the forests are considered the ancestral realms, and the spirit of those yet to be born...

our being here is an unceasing collaboration with nature and spirit

we decolonize the mind through acknowledging the spiritual mother and child

the body is a portal to understanding the true self

a dream of healthy communities, a happier world

who you are is enough. your organic base frequency is, worthiness.

how do we remember our purpose when the world trains us out of it?

the simpler life connected to nature can heal everything

ancient beginnings - embo

embo (the beginning of time...) - vuyi qubeka

what happened to the blood? a poem, by vuyi qubeka

what happened to the blood? a poem by vuyi qubeka

'we have forgotten how to wait...'

my hope is that we all realise that we're intertwined with the earth, eachother and with all races

I hope we make it through this pain that we're in with as much grace as possible

may you remember... may you allow yourself to see yourself

umlilo △ a sound experience with the fire

my hope for humanity is more of a looking towards yourself, more than trying to survive

'my hope for humanity is that we all seek out some kind of healing for ourselves' ∩ a series on hope

my hope is that each individual will pursue their mental, spiritual health etc. #hopeforhumanity

you are a bad a** for showing up during this massive shifting of the ages. you've got this.

we are here to anchor heaven on earth

we are in the integration and embodiment phase

the magic of the sun and the fire

vulnerability is the key that unlocks the false patterns of our childhood