The Mighty

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The Mighty

He delivers her with grace
Upon his back is where she lays
Led gently along by his Mother, Earth
He navigates as she prays
A teller of stories ten thousand years old
Mighty it would be if not given a name
A calling sent out by the heavens
Never again will land be the same
The travelling man has found his friend
The farmer a force to break ground
With Kings and Queens in carriages
His Majesty has not made a sound
Loyal to the fault found only in man
He dances with pride for his cause
His brothers and sisters still wild and free
Yet his honour not scarred or flawed
No longing for love in his makeup
For his life knows nothing of binds
And while she lay draped across his back
In each next step his purpose he finds
Gone long ago with the wind is his Spirit
One with the skies is his voice in song
A legacy shared by only the giver of life
In her company is where he belongs

This is a piece I wrote for Mariel Gomsrud and the launch of www.Ecovocateur.com - check them out, they’re both doing some pretty important and special work right now.

Model - Mariel Gomsrud - IG @marielnoir
Photographer - Rick Rose - IG @rickrosephoto
Ecovocateur - IG - @ecovocateur

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WildflowerBoom

WildflowerBoom

Flower Power, Baby!

WildflowerBoom was started by Chloe Norgaard (the ex model who had the rainbow hair) as a creative planting initiative which is all about guerilla gardening used to beautify but also support our environment.

Dreaming of a mountain on Earth Day, Chloe and the gang at WildflowerBoom, along with the helping hands of anyone interested in sharing the experience, will ride the lifts and throw seed bombs (a quarter sized round ball of soil, clay and wildflower seeds) off of them, aiming to hit their bullseyes, (made prior with natural paint). This in turn will create a colorful meadow of wildflowers for the spring and summers to come; and a very lovely sight to see, in my opinion. Doing this will also help the local habitat and its varied species, promoting biodiversity in the local ecosystem. **We should all know by now that our pollinators need some help, so why not create some amazingly awesome habitats for them in a fun and interactive way, by the very same hands and hearts that frequent these places we love.

If you can’t make it out to the mountain, you will surely find WildflowerBoom in communities all over, doing what they do… spreading the love one seed and flower at a time. And lastly, if there’s any way you’d like to show your support, by way of your helping hands or donation of time or other, please visit wildflower-boom.com where you can also stay up to date on all that’s going on in and around your communities.

The idea is simple, fun, pretty and a great interactive way to plant seeds and help the environment. 
Join the Boom!

 

 

@chloenorgaard
@wildflowerboom

 

Devin

Devin

The little hand strikes to mark the passing of another hour
I press my palms into my sockets and scream
For I am my mother
The woman who would cut out her own insides
Season and cook them to a medium rare
To be sure her lover would never grow hungry
He drank from her fountain daily
And then had the audacity to furrow his brow
When the well dried up and the drought came

One summer
When he came to her fountain
To wash the smell of another woman off his body
She could not even produce tears
He had sucked her dry
And left her body pruned on the ground
And like clockwork
He let tears run from his own eyes
There can only be one victim here  

Like clockwork
Here I stand
My mother’s daughter
My well sucked dry
My body pruned on the floor 

And there you are
Flaunting your tears like diamonds in front of my dehydrated body
And like every woman in my lineage
I will pull myself up off the ground
And hold your needy body
Like clockwork


- Insanity For The Clockwork


Poetry by
Devin McCarthy
devinmccarthy_

Kayko

Kayko

The world we live in today is so strange
From the old days of only meeting those within close range

You mean to tell me that I can meet the girl of my dreams
on a device, through the matrix, and the internet streams?

We scroll, we tap, we can see the images unfold
How do we know if what draws us in is what fate has foretold?

What is it that allows us to feel connection through the devices
And know the difference between real love and the superficial crisis?

There must be something cosmic for how we have access to the masses
An interconnecting unification of the world as it spins on it’s axis

I trust this integration and I believe in love
And beyond the screens on the phones, our hearts desires will rise above

I will know you, my love, when I hear you speak my name
And I know that however we came to meet will not be in vain


- Internet Love


Poetry by
Kayko Tamaki
kaykotamaki

 

And so it is.

And so it is.

There can be no other way; the proof is in the moment, here and now. Yes, the mind will do its best to convince you otherwise with curiosity, wonderment, dwelling, incessant thinking and nagging, but even still you must understand that any of those other “potential” outcomes or circumstances are simply in thought and were of lesser value to your path... which is why you are here, now. You are here, exactly where you are, because this moment was for your highest good, even if for no other reason than to come into the knowing of this, and any resistance you may feel is only due to your thinking that it should be otherwise. You are here because it’s what’s best for you; accept that. Accept with all of your heart that the entire Universe is working directly with your highest being to align you with your purpose, your true calling for your time here on Earth.
The paradise you are seeking is in the acceptance and knowing that there is no other moment than this one.
Peace,
More Love.

ONE-ness

ONE-ness

Thirty minutes before this picture was taken yesterday I was crossing a rather quick-flowing stream, water up past my waist, to go explore a place I've been trying to visit for over a year; and near thirty minutes later I was being chased out of the bush by an angry Black Bear; rolling my ankle, tearing my shirt, and trying to stay present enough to still enjoy the experience... and I was all alone, with zero cell service and no one knowing where I was; but it was all worth it to me for this one exchange. 

These two flowers caught my eye; they were intertwined in a way that enabled them both to still be touched by the sun, depending on its placement in the sky, and neither was worse off or lesser than the other for it. I saw that as two Lives bound by circumstance and working near perfectly together to see that each received enough of all that was needed in order to survive. 

I understand that this journey of life really can be a story of ONE, and how ultimately we're always alone when it comes to the mind, whether that be in fear of the unknown, or caught up in the sometimes seeming battle of hope for how things will work out, or longing for a lover, or mourning a loss of any kind, but I also know that when we move beyond the mind and we're open to life and its miracles, and when we have people in our lives that are willing to share both the sun and the shade with us, and celebrate them each equally, it makes the unfolding of it all that much more magical, and we get to see the transformation from the journey of ONE into its intention of ONE-ness... and that the entire Universe is in our favour when we work with the system for the purpose of Life and its intention of harmony, sharing in and celebrating the Sun and the Shade.  

Peace & Love. 

Her.

Her.

Watch how she loves herself;
completely, unapologetically and without reason or comparison;
as though mirroring her Mother, Earth.
Each single breath a celebration, a new blossoming from within,
a specific knowing of her being just once in a lifetime,
anew, always,
even from moment to moment,
and she understands with all of her light the dire need to not miss a thing,
not for any other ONE, she will not compromise or sacrifice a single beat of Life,
she has no desire to answer the call and escape herself.
Patiently, she awaits the next space between each breath,
for that is where she has found the greatest secrets;
and just as the moon escorts her dreams to the stars in sleep,
the whispers of time swoop in to dance, stirring her boundless soul.

Dear Darkness

Dear Darkness

Dear Darkness,
         Man, this is gonna be a tough one but, I have to say goodbye now. We’ve been through so much together, so so much, and it’s hard for me to even think of you not being there by my side anymore, or to have you to call on if I need you, but the time has come and I have to move on.
  As I look back on our time together, I remember our first meeting… I was standing in the driveway, watching those strange men fill that big truck with our belongings as we were getting ready to leave him. There was a brief period after that where I don’t remember very much, and then I recall you being there with me in my bedroom as I was lying on the floor, crying… it was shortly after my seventh birthday; thank you for that, for returning to me.
  New friends, new schools, old friends, new rules… it all would’ve been so much harder had you not been there to protect me. 'Big Brothers', 'Uncle’s at Large', different programs and activities to help distract me from the void, and each one quitting on me long before I ever had the chance to walk away. But you helped me, you taught me how to give up on people first, how to protect my heart and not get hurt when they would inevitably walk away. You taught me how to not need anyone to make me feel anything. You taught me how to always look ahead and to not pay attention to the stands or the empty seat or the phone not ringing when they were supposed to be there, when they were supposed to let me know that I mattered, and you helped me learn to not care… thank you for that. You taught me how to keep my distance and only give up so much of myself, only let them know so much, only give them just enough, so that they could still walk away, but not take anything from me… thank you for that. And then when I moved back in with him, all alone, you really held me down… you made sure that anyone or anything in my way was gonna have a really tough time making me care. You taught me how to read his moods and figure out how the day was going to be depending on whether he was drinking or not. You showed me his hiding spots and made sure that I was prepared to face what was to come, even if it was just him ignoring me for a few days… thank you for that. In fact, I remember a time when everything started to hurt again and you tried to convince me to just become completely numb, and I did for a while, I did my best, but then I remember waking up one morning and not wanting to be alive, not wanting to be here, and that wasn’t like me, but the numbness had gotten so heavy it created this fog, and I just couldn’t take it, I, I just, I didn’t know what to do. So, slowly, I gave myself permission to feel again, just here and there, little by little, some laughs, but nothing too serious. And then later on, I remember the first time I gave up, even against your advice and my better judgement, I gave up a small piece of my heart… just enough to test the waters… but I couldn’t help it with her, I couldn’t stop myself, I couldn’t stop thinking about her, I was always trying to find ways to be near her, and even though you didn’t want it, I did, and I made sure that she saw me, I made sure that she knew who I was. And even now, looking back, I know that I loved her, but just enough to make sure that she questioned herself being with me, and I inevitably opened the door for her to walk away… thank you for saving me, and for never letting that happen again.
  Through many moves, people, places and things, over the years, you’ve been the one consistent thing in my life, always there to call on, and even fast-forward to him dying, you were right there with me, watching him slip away, even after all of my effort, crying, begging and pleading for him to stay, and even cursing out God because we’d finally found a bit of light, a little understanding and some healing had occurred between him and I… and then he was gone; but you weren’t, no, you were right there with me, making sure that I didn’t break, become too vulnerable, or show too much pain. But you know what?...Fuck you!.. ‘cause then you left me stranded, just like everyone else had always done, just like he did after we left him when I was six, and then again on the floor after taking his last breath, and you left me high and dry, alone and lost in the dark. When I lost control of everything and fell apart, you were nowhere to be seen… where were you then, huh? Fuck you, you betrayed me! I gave you so much of me, I let you push people away and I never questioned any of it, I let you let me break my own heart before anyone else could even get close enough to try. Yeah, at first it worked, we worked well together, but then every time I ever really needed you, like to help save me from myself, to help me see over the walls you’d helped me build to keep everyone out, you were fucking gone, you abandoned me. Fuck you… you were never worthy of me.
  I’ve been without you for a long time now, years, and I hear you knock every once in a while when life gets a little loud, when I’m let down by people or I put my heart on the line and no one’s listening, no one's there… but I do hear you, and you know what, I’ve been inside-out with my heart exposed for far longer than I ever could’ve imagined being capable of, on my own, and my dedication to shining a light on the darkness and giving hope to those in need of that little voice, that gentle reminder, that little voice that you work so hard to drown out for so many, it’s my love for that light that will prevail in this story.
  I still lose people, I still have people give up on me, I have people who I’ve believed in not believe in me, but you know what, those simply aren’t my people for this leg of the journey… and I’m okay with that, because Love knows nothing of distance.
  Life has a funny way of pairing us with different kinds of pain, and maybe I never should’ve accepted your help all those years ago, but when I look back at the pain and sadness that somehow saw itself in me, I can also see that every time you weren’t there, there was a light that was, a light that was just awaiting my smile. Since I was six years old, standing on that driveway, I’ve depended on you to protect me from the darkness, and never fully understanding that you were in fact shielding me from the light. And so, I do thank you for your darkness, for the shadows which you once had cast upon the pain, for that is what inevitably opened the door and gave me the courage to step into the light... and smile...

                                                                                                                                    Goodbye, old friend.

WE are ONE

WE are ONE

As devastating, tragic and sad as it is to continue to have to send prayers to parts of the world that are being destroyed by greed and hatred in the name of God or the misguided beliefs of right and wrong, it surely won't be long before the world is sending prayers to you or I, wherever we may be. Until we as a whole, as a race of ONE, stand up collectively for the very basic human rights to be treated fairly and equally without borders or manipulated circumstances, in the name only of Love, we will continue to be the separates who allow wedges to be drawn between us and will forever be susceptible to the exposure of hatred and killings in the name of whatever convenient label is given to greed.
This is the only time I will be here as I AM, and I'm tired of being bombarded with darkness, anger and hatred by the lips of those whose value for life is unmatched by a Universal truth - WE are ONE. 
Prisoners will often say, "I'm just here to do my time"... has this also become the thought pattern for 'The Free World'?

- Peace, Love is God.

The Light

The Light

I've been here before
Not there, but here
This darkness is familiar
I've been waiting for you
And this time I have a surprise
I am not the same
I welcome your attempt at persuasion
For I have found my light and I am in need of nothing
Life has become my guide
And so I ride the waves
Joyously, I ride the waves
Like a child fearful of the hill, I drop to my knees and I roll to the bottom
Filled with cheer, laughing as I spin out of control
The climb was difficult, yes, but thoughts of the descent were near paralyzing
And still I did it
And so I welcome the darkness, for I have found my light
And for each breath that I am given I know now that I will be okay
And for every wave and hill that attempts to set fear into my heart
Beware, for I am on the hunt for you
Like a child with no case of the tomorrow's
I am here today, and I welcome your wretched shadows of doubt
For I have found my light
I have found my light

Her Love

Her Love

"Let me change the way you see things," she whispered softly.

Get Ready!

Get Ready!

After a super cool and successful soft launch, we've got some dope new colors and fall wear coming soon! Thanks to everyone for your continued support. Peace & Love

Love

Love

The entire Universe is in your favor, Dear One.

Life.

Life.

I Am Fixed Design.

Jesus

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Jesus

They have robbed me of my worth
My life is no longer what it was
The intention was always in truth
Now through his lies I will be what he does

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Ascension

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Ascension

I pass through the darkness
Cross paths with demons and exercise them
They're running laps in my backyard
No friend no foe no love for a has been

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Just, imagine.

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Just, imagine.

We live on a beautiful planet. A planet that provides us with everything we need in order to survive, fundamentally. Each of us are given life out of the same required set of circumstances needed to bring a single moment into birth. Sadly, we are born within man-made borders that aim to create and prove difference long before we ever have a chance to see otherwise.

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Revelation

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Revelation

I found God in my reflection
At least that's what I thought I saw
Maybe it was just my blind perception
As the ice in my blood began to thaw

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