Shovel Judgement to the Grave

It baffles my mind when we make a one-tracked assumption about a person based upon their social media accounts.

Do y’all understand that we are multi-dimensional beings!? Serious question. If you do not know what I mean, please look that shit up…

These social media accounts have turned us into robots. Hi, I am Bri. I am a genius and I like cheese. BUT, I am not going to publicly announce my deepest darkest secrets. You know… the ones that make me who I am. Why would I do that? I am not going to put “I enjoy picking my nose and eating my boogers” in my Instagrm bio. No one would talk to me! If I did, do you think anyone would dig deep enough to understand that is a habit I face when I am checked out of reality?

Nope. Probably not.

Let me give you my personal idea of multi-dimensional-ness. You look at my Instagram and see I have a book published, you see I model, you see that I make videos and write blog posts, you see that I am a fucking goof ball, you see that my posts are “unorganized” and what do you think?

One part of the spectrum thinks I am fucking nuts and have no idea who I am (judgment). Another part is intrigued and find me to be mysterious and unpredictable (curiosity). A third part could care less what I am doing (lacking interest). A fourth can FEEL the pain and love I am shifting through. They can see the child in me that was told to sit down and shut up. They can hear my thoughts and they support my ideas (aware and empathic).

What category do you fall under?

For those of you that choose to judge, have you ever stopped to ask me a meaningful question? Have you ever stopped to consider the root of the belief in your head? Have you ever noticed that you are relying on your programs to format your life?

We all have these stupid profiles that are supposed to project who we are. Guess what, mine tells you the fucking TRUTH. I am crazy. I am energetic. I have many personalities. I feel pure excitement, joy, love, disappointment, and confusion.

Some of y’all are mad that I show you the true me. You want me to conform to the boxes some big headed mother fucker created for us. FUCK THAT.

I create my own world.

Know this: I appreciate all of you that do not understand me. Your questions in my head are what fuel my drive. Thank you. Please continue…

xoxox, more than meets the eye

How Do I Say, You Are An Energy Vampire?

Do I start off sweet by listening to all your problems?
Can you hear my responses in your head? You know, the ones I am afraid to share out loud.
Am I safe telling you the problems you dwell on are petty?
Probably not… now I am the evil one.

What should I do when you have exhausted my energy?
Should I sleep all day and risk your thought of my laziness?
Could I leave and find a new way of life?
If I do, do I tell you…?

Do I tell you that you have poisoned each energy field that comes in contact with you?
I would hate for the truth to send you down the depression loop.
So, I don’t dare say anything.
Would you listen either way?

You are rubbing off on me and I am beginning to lose my sanity.
I stay because I get to save money and play.
But, is any of it worth becoming molded by you?
Is that what I tell you when I leave?

Could I tell you that it was my fault for falling into your trap?
My inner turmoil sent me through the forest of your emotions.
Could I be honest enough to see I blame others for the darkest parts of me?
Could I shine a light on the procrastination I feel?

I would love to be mad at you,
But I am truly only mad at me…
For taking so damn long to see,
Anything I need is created inside of me.

xoxox, good luck growing up

We Have The Power Of Choice

Thoughts are dangerous. Especially when a person chooses thoughts based upon fear, hate and competition.

I lived with those people. The irresponsible.

I faced their shadows and felt their pain. I gained their weight and took their views as my own. I have regrets. Regret deleting my posts. Regret selling my favorite items.

I compared my work and competed. I fell. Landed in the lava and burnt to a crisp.

My high spirit found a new way and a brighter day. I faced those challenges and I learned. I look back in reflection of my choices. I contemplate how I could have lived differently. I am consumed by the past.

I forget to look forward. To be grateful for what I still have and what is to come. I forget magic is real when I become numb to these thoughts.

I pray and I pray. One of these days, I will look back and see no regrets. I want to see the Gold I paint my life with.

Power is in the presence of Now.

xoxox, hello, is it me you’re looking for?

Illustration by Cielo Moreno-Garcia

How To Cut Over Thinking

A thought comes in and you meet it with every possible way it could work, couldn’t work, what you would and would not get from it, and how to go about proceeding.

Y I K E S! Let that shit go!

Take the thought as it comes. If it has to do with a question you have asked, then Listen. If it leads you to a person or place, GO! If it tells you to link two people, DO IT!

Let go of all the considerations. They are holding you back. The spirits of the Universe know what you need and how to get it. They will lead you.

xoxox, Jesus take the wheel

Illustration from Nikki Valencia aka SoulBunni

No Response, No Problems

I have caught myself talking too much and allowing the listener with bad intentions to use what I have said against me.

It happens every time a person focuses their energy on me.

Today, I vow to give shorter answers to allow the listener to respond. Therefore, I am in control of the information I do not say out loud. They cannot use my thoughts against me, or can they………

 

xoxox, silent warrior in training

Illustration by Danielle Wendlandt

Hollow Connections

The interactions that leave you depleted of energy. Where the person(s) speaking make you feel less than yourself. They leave you with questions and internal chaos.

When those people claim to empower, yet will only do so if you take on their mind set. Their way is the only way. They preach an end goal that they have not reached. They speak of mentors who are not “reachable.”

They are separate from Now; living in what could be. They are missing the magic of the moment. They are sucking your energy without knowing. They will say you are blocked from receiving but not willing to hear what you have to present.

They believe in the magic of thinking big, yet they live in the box someone else created. Tell me, how big are they truly thinking?

The goal of human interaction is to consciously fill each other with loving energy. Narnia is within Earth…a new world where conscious creators take care of each other. There is no need to forcefully chase an idea. They come along with the people who have studied the thought.

This world is full of magical beings. The kind that are transparent. The kind that will give an answer to a question, not fluff and looped responses. You know these kind…their approach is genuine and warm.

xoxox, real recognize real