The BLOODY 1st Entry: Reconnecting with Joy

A moment to just be in my ever flowing state of being. Flowing inward to cultivate a space of further expansion. Cultivating a space where I am easily holding myself, holding joy, holding all that is and that hasn’t been before. This is an interesting and bountiful space I have found my way back to. A moment that I have resisted for as long as I can remember.

Though I have always held on to my nature, my spirit, there has been a resistance in the same breath to become and out pour my existence in a way of outward expression therefore allowing space for expansion. This is new and I am well… new. New to the riches of my nature in consistence. A truly powerful time to be in it as well. Oh do I see that rise of our spaces, our truth, our becoming, as one with nature. As one with ourselves. As one with the everlasting power of who we have always desired ourselves to be. Myself to be. I am glad to be her, to arrive in such a time that allows space for my network to be, and received in its truest form.

I am through with the performance act and developing a new idea on that wave. A performance that invokes the sensitivity of my being to be displayed to the eyes that have always known it to be there. To those that have felt the power, to those that have experienced the power in their own regard to be able to recognize such a force as one that nature has always made space for. A flow that has been alloted permission to those that seek the fullness in their spirit to be potent. I give myself permission. I gave myself personal permission to be seen in a way that doesn’t force me to be. No more forcing please. It isn’t worth the further creation of dense clouds. The clouds that worked to shape the outcome of all realities.

This time feels extremely different, entirely from and to a new place. Where judgement comes with the play because nature allowed it to be. Knowing that all the things we experience are just an extension of what we signed up for. Taking our power of free will back and putting it in a position of autonomous choices. We have the right to stand in our autonomously unique natures and direct our reality by way to kindred feeling. We desire more so that shall be. We desire potency so that shall be. We desire to share our stories so that shall be,, in the fullness of our breath, with the fullness of our breath.

For me it conveys a poetic approach. A necessary approach to take, shake, and transform. I’ve been waiting a long time for this, slowly and truthfully taking my time so I remember that we are in no rush to create the level of advocacy needed to make all be. I took and am taking my time back. Here, now, and everywhere in between. I write my story for me, dedicating it to all the souls I’ve encountered and continue to meet. I dedicate my story to you. Every time, because you have allowed me to unfold in the rate of my growth. My change. My resistance. My space. I thank you. In truth, for knowing and staying true to you.

With my grace I hold the knowing. With my time I display the growth. As your mirror I give you permission to do the same.

Helia Soul | November 19th, 2024