I hope this post won’t land weirdly, it’s coming from a place of curiosity as I am merging where I’m at in my life and spirituality with dating. I would really love to have some open honest conversations with men in the community, around self pleasure, p*rn, semen retention and your views & beliefs. So if you’re a man and you have anything to say on this please drop me a message or leave a comment. Would really appreciate hearing from men, as I sound out my own feelings & beliefs around this. Jaz x

I have lived in the southwest for many years and have long felt a connection to the ancestors here. I have revisited this particular Hopi Prophecy throughout the years and it continues to ring true. What do you feel?https://spiritmaji.com/2023/04/14/kachina/

Someone brought something to me today that I was genuinely curious about exploring — they asked what content on my website was AI-generated, because it was clear my illustrations use AI tools. In the past, a question like this would have completely thrown me into self-doubt. I would have spiralled, questioned my worth, or felt like I had to justify my existence as a creator. But today? I didn’t wobble. It simply helped me understand that some people may need reassurance and clarity about how I create — and I’m grounded enough now to offer that without taking it personally. So I updated my website with a video + some text explaining how AI supports my process, not my imagination. And then I wrote the post below for Instagram — which actually captures the heart of where I’m at in my creative identity. Sharing it here too, because it feels important and aligned: I Tried On All the Versions of Me — And Now I Know Who I Am Growing up, I tried on so many selves. Clothes, hair, aesthetics, beliefs, communities, information, identities, dreams — all experiments in becoming. I was growing. Learning. Searching. Mimicking. Shedding. Becoming. It wasn’t confusion — it was development. I was learning who I am by exploring who I am not. And now? I’ve arrived. I stand in myself with confidence, clarity, and truth. All of who I am — my healing my trauma my imagination my neurodivergence my motherhood my inner child my lived adult my sensitivity my strength my magic — it is ALL part of my creative identity. ✨ My creativity is mine. ✨ My voice is mine. ✨ My way of working is mine. ✨ My truth is mine. ✨ My magic is my medicine. ✨ Imagination heals. I am real. I am raw. I am authentic. I face my shadows instead of hiding from them. I finally love being me. I found my purpose. And yes — I used the tools available to me. Technology. Systems. AI as a bridge, not a replacement — a way to bring the worlds inside me to life so I can share them, so others can feel them, so imagination can keep healing the places where words alone cannot reach.

🌙 Nighttime Whisper Please move at your pace, move in your own time. Don’t rush, don’t panic, don’t race or force. I promise you — you will get there. It might sound cliché, but your body is always speaking to you. It lets you know when it’s ready for different cycles. I’ve been there. I’ve pushed myself through healing, thinking I had to make it happen… when in truth, I needed to connect to myself, to listen, to move with my rhythm — alongside nature, alongside life. And when I say life, I mean the life-force energy of creation, not the lifestyle or the life we “live.” I’ve learned over time that it doesn’t need to be harsh. We don’t need to make it happen. We can allow it. We can be willing to move with it, to receive, to release, to honour whatever is being called for.

Ive had some big lessons and huge massive full realizations recently , it been deep and uncomfortable as often is lol and one is the need to cycles and seasons and the why to them, ive learnt about my patterns of survival and being so so stuck in them , im now being asked to be consciously involved in choosing to take winter as the season it is and to surrender accept , move with its rhythm and accept its gifts . 🌍 Earth is built on cycles — not control. Every creature rests in winter. Every tree lets go. Every animal slows down. Every ecosystem recalibrates. Every being honours the dark season. You are not failing. You are not falling behind. You are not “losing yourself.” You’re doing exactly what humans were designed to do. Honouring your winter is not weakness — it’s wisdom. It’s nature. It’s rhythm. It’s healing. Let your body soften. Let your energy draw inward. Let your pace slow down. Let your emotions rise and release. Nothing in nature blooms all year. And neither should you.