Last night I dreamt up a crazy world… thought I would share it with all of you. Johnny and I were driving together in an SUV through rolling green hills. I don’t remember exactly what we were searching for, but it felt like we were headed somewhere far. At one point, we stopped near a house and got out of the car. Scattered on the ground were euros. We picked them up, surprised to find money simply lying there, and then continued on our way. Later, we arrived at a park. There, we found even more money—additional euros and a few American bills, including hundreds. It wasn’t a fortune, just enough to feel like unexpected abundance, as though someone had left it for us to discover. What stood out most were strange white paths spread throughout the park. From a distance, they looked like pathways made of snow winding through the forest As we moved closer, we realized they weren’t snow at all………………. The white paths were actually made of flowers and blossoming vines growing so densely together that they looked like soft trails of snow laid across the earth. The flowers were so abundant that they created entire pathways of white blooms that looked like snow….. While exploring and walking directly on these paths of “snow”, we met a young woman who worked there. She explained that the flowering paths were dangerous. She told us they could consume people. Some people had become trapped inside the vines, tangled beneath the blossoms and pulled down into the earth itself. I remember feeling both awe and disbelief also fear lol. 😂

Is this the day of my transformation? Maybe if I say it out loud... I woke up in the middle of the night Once again things didn't seem right Surrounding me, the darkness grew cold I heard myself whisper, "You're getting old" The same old, tired, worn-out refrain Where you're so stuck you wanna change your name Change your mind - stop the dread End the spirals through the same old head Something in the darkness flickers true But you're held captive in the same old you. "How could I let this go on so long?" I watch life happen through the same old song On repeat for years on end Thinking one day I can be my own friend But thinking gets me nowhere fast It's action that will make it last Is it fear? Lack of discipline? I've brainstormed it over and over again Wise mind tells me what I need to hear But emotionally there's familiar fear I can write 'til my hands turn blue But words alone won't make it true A game plan to follow, not to complicate Need to keep it simple for it's far too late Wasted time and energy Is it a waste if now I see? This deja vu - been here before And now I see the same old door I get close, then run away Back to safety - back to play Back to no accomplishment I don't go far in this cement So now I can go back to sleep Dream of promises I won't keep When I wake up I'll move ahead If I can just get out of bed I'll fret and stew and think some more While looking at that same old door Maybe this time with intention I'll become my intervention Good night. Sweet dreams💘

Hi Family, This one is a journal prompt meant to inspire an idea for an original poem, song or short story. This idea seemed fitting as I read through the astrology placements for this week. Grab your journal and a pen and let’s get started…. 🎶🖤🎶🖤🎶🖤🎶🖤🎶🖤🎶🖤🎶🖤🎶🖤🎶 As we transition from the SCORPIO FULL MOON into a powerful GEMINI STELLIUM (Mercury, Venus, and Jupiter), the energy shifts from DISCOVERY to EXPRESSION. 🌕 SCORPIO FULL MOON - Revealed hidden truths - Brought emotional clarity - Encouraged release and transformation 💫 MERCURY + VENUS + JUPITER IN GEMINI - Inspires communication - Expands creativity - Encourages storytelling and connection - Helps us put our insights into words Your Prompt ✍️ JOURNAL ON THIS: • What truth have I recently uncovered about myself? • What am I finally ready to say? • What lesson has emerged from a recent challenge or transformation? • What part of me is asking to be heard? Write for 10 minutes without stopping… This is meant to be freee writing. It may not make sense at all —— you are just writing everything in your head. No grammer. Don’t try to rhyme. Don’t worry about metaphor. This exercise is to release your thoughts & emotions and you will not post your journal. NEXT…. ⭐ When you’re finished, highlight just one sentence that feels especially alive. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ That sentence may be the beginning of your next poem, song, story, or chapter in life… Post only your (1) sentence in the comments. (Or a whole piece if your sentence inspires you so…. 🖋️ The Scorpio Moon reveals the truth. Gemini gives it a voice.

Level 3 Exercise: song Soul One Blind Melon A man realizes too late that his pain poisoned the love that might have saved him. Exercise 2 I miss you I fucking miss you God…how I miss you. Wow.. miss you too Exercise 3 “Golden light smelled like laughter while thunder rolled to the beat of my heart.” Exercise 4 My anxiety is the blight of my soul. My anxiety is the reason I fail My anxiety is a tiny butterfly I smash with heavy hands Exercise 5 Similes Fear is like hope turned inside out. Heartbreak is like a painting you finished then burned to ash Jealousy is like poison devouring you from the inside Loneliness is like my worst best friend Choose one object: • a key • a dress • a cigarette • a flower • a photograph Assign emotional meaning to it and build a poem around that symbol in your journal 🖋️ I found a red rose dead and dried A forgotten memory a forgotten time Stuck between to blank pages in a book The past suffused; love forsook. Haunted by a smile that slipped away Holding on to pieces of yesterday Happily ever after, just a lie. A cruel shadow where my dreams go to die For so long I chased the dream Happily ever after but not for me I found a half-written letter you started for me. Left in a drawer, ink faded, starting to bleed. A piece of a sentence, the paper torn. The mask removed, no longer worn. Stuck in the dark, a lost version of me. A final scene in our tragedy It started like any other, no surprise. “Dear John, I can no longer go on living this lie.” No more forever just left with goodbye. Looking back, so clear to me today. Instead of keeping, I should’ve thrown the rose away. Exercise 6 rain Bring on the storm, we’ll dance in the rain bring on the thunder, let it call my name we ain’t running for cover, we ain’t playing it safe we’re one bad move away from going up in flames if the sky falls down, let it fall our way we’ll make a home outta what it breaks if loving you’s a tornado I’ll ride it out like a desperado till the rain stops or the wind breaks

It's been long. It's been dark. Somewhere the reason exists. How long to be in this dark cave of existence? I falter. But wait... I hear hope hidden in a song. Music is alive. I'm not alone, because Music speaks to me And tells me others have the same soul. We are all together in the turmoil. Others find their way out more easily Than I can comprehend. But the music is driving hard As it takes me by the hand, Leading me to a different realm Where I see the flicker of hope. I know I'm worthy of the song. Aren't we all? And I have the choice To decide to stay in the darkness And answer to the Lies, Or release the nightmare To the Light of hope and Truth. Even though I perceive the attack of evil, It cannot touch me Because my existence itself Explains my right to exist In the face of all that insists To crush my sensitivities. No matter what I perceive to be true, I am but the watcher, the experiencer, Of human emotion in all its stormy tempest. In the fragile lighthouse of my sensitivity, I am Truth. Inspired by "Nutshell", Alice In Chains