#Teaspiration Thursday | The Love We Shared…

Communicate sacredness, build it, share it and spread it.

—reaching for love in a mug

All that is physical has an expiration date. We, in our current form despite color, national origin, age, gender, gender identity or expression, sexual orientation, genetics, disability, religion, or veteran status, live steadily marching towards our individual expiration dates.  Yet, that which is sacred does not possess a physical expiration date. Sacredness—vibrations, energies, frequencies: thoughts and bonds all exist forever—long after their earthly visitations privileges have been revoked by the stardust covered hands of time. 

Ages hence, beings without records will not remember you for the vivacious color of your hair, the profound thunder of your voice or the many Ivy League diplomas you held in your lifetime. And still, they will reverence you in spirit, honor you, maybe even subconsciously, for all that you made people feel, aspire to do—the paradigms you shifted…the visions and the divinity you manifested.

*Sacred: [noun] — that which serves a purpose higher than the physical; thus, is unassailable or not liable to doubt, attack, or question.

Maiiandostéka,

—♥Egypt

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Not Every Man Finds Religion, but All Possess Ancestors

Be gentle with yourself. No need to lay self-blame
—Deer

Whenever in doubt—call on your ancestors: they will respond. This is the highest love I know. I have been struggling with my soul searching, my choices made, and in many ways the path I should tread next. Thus, upon my normal late rising I paused to read a quick scripture on “the expression of love” from Frank’s good book, got dressed for work, and headed out the door only to have to step back in the threshold to bless our home, give thanks to and bid love from our ancestors. Heart no less exhausted— I hopped in the car and proceeded toward work.

Eh, now in tears trying to type this… As I turn onto the first stretch of highway, in the distance I see a deer, which appears to be staring past all the other vehicles, and directly at mine. Beautiful, flawless, spotless, brown, but almost golden, with the largest most elf-like ears. I slow to ensure Her safe passage if she sought to jolt across the road; yet, instead, she turns intently in the direction I am traveling—and runs full speed along the tree line as if racing my car for 100 feet or so, stops on a dime…stares directly into my window as I proceed.

With one glance into my rearview—She’s gone, mascara runs.


Deer Love

Presence of Angels
Woodland Goddess

Promise of Peace
Softness of Being
Innocence

Adaptability
New Adventures
New Doors Wide Open

You are always in my heart, forever on my mind mis Andestagōnwa!

♥ Egypt

 

 

#Teaspiration Thursday | But you are beautiful, like the sand.

#Teaspiration Thursday | But you are beautiful, like the sand.

If you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere— Vincent Van Gogh

Egypt missing the city birds on a rainy day.

 Take in your hand the tiniest grain of sand, and if you stare purposefully enough you will see your reflection within its delicate crystal. Know—this simple grain has likely weathered more storms than you will ever in your current lifetime. Realize—like this crystal you are a complete reflection of all that is and ever was this Universe which spirals around us. So even in the midst of your darkest hell, the lowliest back alley, or even the most treacherous of snowcapped peaks, you will find love—when you gaze upon this great tapestry with purpose.

I love you!

♥E²

 

#Teaspiration Thursday | But you are beautiful, like the sand.

#Teaspiration Thursday | But you are beautiful, like the sand. [Honeymoon – April 23, 2017]

Brother Bear, Maa and Didd'a ♥ "Raindrops in Sapponi" ♥

#Teaspiration Thursday | Raindrops in Sapponi

Earth laughs in flowers.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson

It is a daunting wonder and a mighty perplexing dilemma our collective unhappiness truly is. After all, take the onset of Tañyi for example—leaves begin to turn from luscious greens to dry and brittle reds, browns, and golds right before Wenañi sets in with its harbingers of a beautiful; yet, chilling death. And even more so, Wehe-Éhimpé dawns with rains that beat the Earth as if the heavens continuously weep for Winter’s most recent dying. Yet, where is the sorrow in the raindrops? There exists none—for the warmth, the vibrancy, and the fragrant florals of Wēhē Piwa depended on the falling, dying and showering. Indeed, we must face our storms and rainy days in order for our flowers to rise from the gently tossed and heavily beaten soil to dance with sweet gaiety.

So in love with our now—with Him, and of course your divine hearts!

♥ Egypt

Featured Image: Brother Bear, Maa and Didd’a ♥ “Raindrops in Sapponi” ♥

Tha’fxckthisworld…?¿ :/

These beautiful girls, unfathomably divinely gorgeous young women. I began each trailer, and my heart gave up when my ojos began to flood. Just know we must hold together, hold for love, be much better than we are right now—here today. Where are the righeteous men? Those who vow to protect the wombs of those which first birthed them? … Sometimes, I just feel as though I simply cannot. Uh.


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So you think it’s merely an Eastern thing…

The Day My God Died – 2003, Andrew Levine. Narrated by Tim Robbins, Wynona Ryder – IMDB info and cast – http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0376559/fullcredits#cast.

  • Summary

The Day My God Died is a feature-length documentary that presents the stories of young girls whose lives have been shattered by the child sex trade. They describe the day they were abducted from their village and sold into sexual servitude as, “The Day My God Died. ”The film provides actual footage from the brothels of Bombay, known even to tourists as “The Cages,” captured with “spy camera” technology. It weaves the stories of girls, and their stolen hopes and dreams, into an unforgettable examination of the growing plague of child sex slavery.

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Loveology 101 — Step I: Taking Inventory


What is that you have to offer yourself? What has your provider gifted you in terms of precious gifts, talents, experiences, and access to knowledge and skills acquired? What women and men has the universe sent you as guardians, family, friends, mentors, coaches, educators and so on. . .

You see, Loveology is all about seeing exactly what you have, knowing exactly where you are in life, being aware of all that you have gained along your course called life, and then—being loving of yourself enough to leap courageously into the unknown with bold faith and mighty intentions to claim all that your heart desires.

You have to utilize your God’s-Eye View to visualize yourself on a game board! LIFE if you will. You are every facet of the game. You are your vehicle. You are the operator of your vehicle. You are the student. You are the professional. You are the acquirer of knowledge. You are your own insurance policy—I promise you, you’ll never find a better one. You are your own home and temple—where else have you been domicile and worshipped for longer?…I’ll wait.

You are your own victory.

Realize you are all that you need, you have all that you need, and you have the ability to acquire all that you need. Love all of the latter about YOU!


LOVEOLOGY 101 — BEFORE YOU TAKE THE PLUNGE…

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