Category: Creative Musings

Wish List for a New World

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A new paradigm is upon us,
old systems are falling while new growth is occurring,
within this global shift, a cycle is completing.

For thousands of years humanity has awakened, to the potential and consciousness that resides in each of us.

Yet the question remains.

What is the purpose of life?

And so

I say this to you, from the utmost space of love….

Wake Up!

🙂

Take the blinders off

With our technology that makes life more comfortable and easy, we have become products of a mass-marketed society.
One that places materialism and consumerism highly in our skewed priorities. I understand, I am a part of it.
It is not any one of us, it’s all of us, feeding this dinosaur of a system that is collapsing around us.

It is quite easy to be comfortable than to face what is going on within our world. It is much simpler to be distracted, than have to take part in something that makes us think of the whole. We have become complacent and blinded to what is going on outside of our borders.

We have so many lines of separation defining our nations, borders defining our world. Within these lines separating ourselves, we are losing sight of what it means to be a collective part of the human race.  Regardless of age, race, creed or gender; this is our race, our nation, our world, together.

It is up to us to create the change we wish to see for a new world and the future of humanity.

I hear spoken: “It’s not my responsibility what happens to others, they don’t know or understand, nor can they change.”

Have they been given the opportunity or knowledge to?

I would like to say:

ITS ALL OF OUR RESPONSIBILITY
While we are learning the collective meaning of sustainability, it’s going to take for us to step up with a new mentality.

Taking responsibility will create the change that is needed, so that our grandchildren are left with a world of beauty.

Together, with oneness, a wholeness I think

We DO have a say, so I say to you…..

Think and ask yourself why you think what you do.
Where does it come from?

Were you given a choice about what you were born into or believe in?

Are you free to be whatever you dream?

Are their limits within freedom, perhaps imposed by a system that is so ingrained within us that
we
think
we
are
free?

Our collective truth shall set us free.

It took us getting into this mess, it will take us collectively to get out of it.
Collective thought creates a new vision, to then create a plan of action, one that involves all earthlings.
We can focus on the atrocities and keep going around this merry-go-round, or we can focus on a new vision, creating from the dream that is collectively in our hearts and minds and spirits.

My idea is organizing people to go around the world and ask all the people.

What their idea of a better world would be?

Empowering every human in their own vision, thus compiling a wish list that includes everyone. From there we start taking action individually and collectively to carry out this vision.

It is not known yet how this will take place, but it will, I know it.

Once the ball is rolling, shifts unimaginable will take place, for a prosperous, healthy, happy human race.

Sound idealistic?
Let’s be realistic…….

What is your vision?
Your truth?
What is your idea for a better world?

Engage me, please

xo,

Nicole

The 100th monkey theory is relevant here, I do believe.

Since my traveling has for the time being has come to a halt I will be taking this in different directions than traveling

I sing to you, Sacred Macchu Picchu

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Following my map I had to forego a few stops, time was running out. The search was on. I came so far, my treasure had to be found.

Arriving in Cusco, a beautiful city set in the mountains, I had two distinctive goals.
Upon arrival I had 3 days to achieve:
My purpose = ayahuasca,
My dream = Macchu Picchu, a place I had been envisioning since I was 13.

As I said in a prior post, my funds were running low, so the attainment of these goals was questionable.
How can this all occur, I asked myself?

It will, I know it

I listened for the quickening and was unsure if anything would happen. Then like a rainfall, it poured down on me at once, my dream coming to reality in a tour, manifested easily.

To the Incan Sacred Valley and Macchu Picchu

These lands called to me, and I heeded..

Walking through the Sacred Valley, one forgets about modern existence and technology. Primal memories are invoked, lodged within the evolution of our DNA. These lands sacred, the air feels ancient, succumbing to the power of this world, one that becomes nameless, timeless, placeless

existence

I envision what this must have been, with an extinct people living amongst this.
Places built with expert stoneman-ship, structures that defy the times.

Pisac, a city built upon the ruins of an ancient city.

Across is the mountain that Callpa had explained and drawn out for me.

More within the mountains

Taking the train to Aquas Calientes, a tranquil city by the river, I awoke at 2 am to get on the bus to be one of the 400 to be able to hike up Wayna Picchu.
I was the first person in line, all of us in excited anticipation, the bus ride up felt like a field trip at 5 am.

Walking up the entrance as the sun was rising, the air takes on a different tone, a stillness enveloping everything.
Coming through the clearing, it is beyond expression.
The ancient structures becoming one with the mountain, together creating
Macchu Picchu, smelling ancient and sweet, breath blowing through my being.

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Whispering to me the sacredness was calming, vibrating with an energy never before experienced.

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Speaking of transcendence and mystery.

Walking these ruins, I spiraled into their pulsating embrace

This place is magical,
awe-struck reverance, for an era of ancient people and ritual.

How were you created? I asked this place.

It whispered back

“With time and effort and untold secrets”

Hidden places, secret spaces

Looking across the mountain to a blue mist rising. Life energy of orgone circling through and around me. I had known that this place was one of the highest energetic places on earth, no description can capture that meaning.

The river flowing down below, I find myself remembering,

Ancient memories of being on a boat, traveling these mountains, in search of something.
What is this that I am feeling, I almost remember it clearly.

The Incan energy speaks to me.

“These lands are protected by our ancestors.
Remember,
remember our presence,
the place,
don’t let our history and lands be forsaken,
amongst what has become your human race.”

Tranquility came over me, keeping me in a quiet stillness.

Incans, I understand your connection, and will revere your message, doing my part in
my larger purpose

Making the hike up wayna picchu, the mountain overlooking Macchu Picchu,

The smell of fresh, cold stone permeating, alive with green moss, along this magical path.
Climbing higher and higher, reaching the top to another structural masterpiece, inlaid with ancient ruins even closer to the heavens.

Memories again surfacing of walking this path before,
a woman guiding me up the stone stairs,
leading me to my home and family.

Speak to me, speak to me

Living, breathing, circulating
My heart exploding with the surges of your energy,
what are these visions?
what is this that I am feeling?
something lain dormant awakened within me.

Within these ruins lies forest and jungle, climbing through I found my space for meditating.

Giving gratitude for something beyond description, beyond my life and being, beyond civilization,
beyond a calling,
beyond imagination,
a oneness within creation.

Do I have to leave?

I desire to sleep under the stars and frolic amongst the sun and moon temple, dancing with the life force that lights up this place day and night.
Sing to me, sing to me,
my spirit is alive with your ancient energy.

xo,
Nicole

 

Ayahuasca’s Femininity

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You came beckoning to me in my dreams, I could feel your pull to come sip amongst your knowledge yet again.
Speaking in your powerful way, you said to me….

“Come find me, I will lead you to where you need to be, the right Shaman you will be guided to as I transform you.
Purifying you mind and spirit, I am a tool, one when used with the right intention will propel you forward.
Speak to me before you take part, everything will be drawn to you, if it is found easily it is meant to be”

Ayahuasca, a drink that is made from the vines of the amazon, powerful plant medicine, that shifts one into new dimensions within self. It is more feminine in nature and relates to the earth goddess. The traditions of this ceremony date back centuries, usually facilitated by a shaman. One drinks this as an undertaking that comes with reverence for the power of the medicine.

This is an absolute surrendering to whatever the medicine wishes to impart in one’s being, pulling up negativity and shadows to be viewed, and purged.
There can be deaths of self, and viewings beyond what the conscious mind can grasp, understanding of what lies underneath all the eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
mind chatter.

meditating

Peru,

I heard whispered in my ear,

Peru is where you will find me.

The energies of these ancient lands were calling me

Come to me, come to me.

I set the intention, the power of the mind being my one true religion. The visions I could taste and smell. These visions carried with them a weight beyond proportions of what I was grasping.

In them,

untethered by conditions and patterns of my world and society, even more sovereign in myself

I spoke back to her

Show me how to get to you…..

I will begin with the end, back to the feminine.
Callpa, a person, also representing
a circle, starting and ending in the same place.
a cycle complete
Death = Transformation

Within the being feminine the masculine action is born.
Action comes from being, being causes action.

My last and final resolve, owning my body and femininity.

Excursions of action and asserting my masculine, death of self experiences, with elements harsh, I am still processing the teachings.

Unbelievable.

Testing ever ounce and fiber of my being with
not giving up or in,
no matter what I am faced with.

Now

A softness occurs.
In this softness a nurturance of what I have undertaken.

A vacation away from an excursion,
back now in Bocas, circling, this time with renewed purpose, in that
I am
owning

who I am

With a superb teacher for this.

My aunts have been amazing forces in my life, guiding me with their knowledge, passion and strength.
I am being guided yet again, for the final teaching along this journey, by Laura, owner of Bocas Yoga. An independent, graceful, confident woman, she has become a soul-aunt, I am blissfully inspired. Staying in the guest room attached to the studio, a dream- space is giving rise to the cultivation of what I have acquired.
cozy room

Laura is Anusara Yoga inspired, living Shri,
universal principles of seeing beauty first.

I came here after mention of a photo shoot.
That photo shoot turned into an uncloaking of beauty so as to learn to share myself with the world.
Cultivating my beauty with grace and no longer giving a fuck what anybody thinks.

Fully owning, integrating and being proud of who I’ve become

“Shine your beauty out” I heard in one of the amazing yoga classes

Thinking,
How overly critical I can be of myself at times, expecting a perfection that is hard to meet, an over-worn, conditioned belief that my beauty and sexiness can only be had if I am over five foot three, a super-model or slutty.

After what I have faced and created, it is time to get rid of that bs and implement me, and MY BEAUTY into my being.
Re-patterning reservations from a brainwashed and objectified society.

I don’t need to be a c cup to feel beautiful.  Although it feels fun to have 😉
I don’t need to dress in Prada to know I am beautiful.
I don’t need to wear makeup everywhere to look beautiful.

My beauty isn’t what I look like, how I dress, what I drive, where I am or with who, those are all extensions of what is within.
My beauty cannot be found outside of myself, it is an inward state emanating out, it’s my light and my ability to radiate to all who are in my presence.
True beauty is the ability to love myself, own myself and be confident in how I represent myself to the world.
Trying to look perfect is a state of insecurity, my imperfections give rise to the greatest beauty of all

Uniqueness.

Extraordinary idiosyncrasies that are mine to claim.

It’s about intention, if I think I am beautiful, and radiate that with grace and action, to me that is truly living my beauty.

New-found Beauty has come with action, the action of integrity in

following
my
purpose and
dreams

unstoppably

xo,

Nicole

to be continued…..

Intro

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Here I am in front of you, nakedly baring my soul………….

This is my artistic creation, pieces of my 250 page memoir interwoven with my views, ideas and information.

This piece of work is an account of where I am within my story, what has been created from my experiences and how I am bringing it to the world. Thus becoming a merging of the highs and lows, the dark and light, the joys and sorrows, the strengths and insecurities. I am honoring the truth that I have come to experientially, in following my heart and allowing life to unfold around me.

Through this journey, I will allow you to get a glimpse of who I am and how I choose to create my life. Touching upon topics of health, love, music, collective consciousness, healing, manifesting, sustainability, spirituality, gender roles, conformity, WAKING UP and all else that goes on in my contemplative mind.

I will question the existence of the parameters within myself and our society, through that finding self within our conditioned world, and the self-love that comes with accessing my authenticity.

I go rather quickly and digress as I have much to discuss

See if you can keep up.