Reverend Whimsy Freelove Works

these pencils have been drawing me for more than half my life… wood smell… i love using my metal sharpener… the vibes are SO good… oh brilliant colors… when and how shall i replace thee… you breathe me into each new day and i miss you dearly whenever i tuck you away… divination is drawing without expectation… deeper knowings far beyond the surface of consciousness… which color is calling out to your eye? start with a mark, back and forth, the movement (same as drumming) ignites a trance state, a transformation state… we are vessels of wisdom… we don’t have to try harder… simply get curious enough to receive the messages floating around and within us… surrendering to what is still sustaining us…
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cooling off with yarrow tea… seeking community support for a safe housing situation… i have special needs… all my payment platform info is listed in my gofundme.com/self-care-sanctuary and in my bio… thank you for sharing your overflow of energetic or financial support… i almost got scammed by some folks impersonating instagram healers today… tread carefully out there folks! here’s some pics of my process through my feelings, thoughts, to what i need to hear for myself… maybe i’ll explain it in youtube live tomorrow if i’m feeling explanatory… i want to share more freely about my processes… have y’all heard of alexithymia? mm-hmm 💖💖💖

morning after body paint morning before butterfly asked me to lift them off the cold morning ground light and shadow textures found conference on ethical non-monogamy abounds i played and sang and hoop-dee-doop tra-la-la puppets played such a joy to be cast and caught in the webs of worms fresh out of cacoons i am glad i didn’t squish the grand gray one who tickled my neck... at first glance i knew they would like to be with mesquite grattitude for the nourishment offered and shared on these first hot days of springmer still struggling with depression, ED, SI... these ways are therapeutic and help me through, moment by moment.... oh how i love to sit next to my p/a where the sound bathes me so well