Archive for Love

Express Yourself.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , on May 31, 2020 by JenJuice
Movement is the Movement

Raised by a Sociopath – Wanna Date?

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , on May 18, 2020 by JenJuice

This is the sign of shame I carry with me most days and defer to a just an upbringing..However, to survive a parent who tries to murder you is not just survival – that’s a warrior. Make no mistake about it – we are the sum of our choices and I chose to rise like the fire I am. Don’t fuck with the fire.

Raised by a Sociopath.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , on May 17, 2020 by JenJuice

Delayed Gratification

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , on March 26, 2020 by JenJuice

As I try to use the old frail holes to re-tack my tapestry on the wall – cuz it was an easy fix .

Easy fixes never seem to last.

Delayed gratification is your ally.

The place all flows with abundant beautiful intention.

Refuge in Love.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , on September 9, 2019 by JenJuice

In the comfort of fear

She sat

Unmotivated

And yet, controlled almost

Like a deer running from the gun smoke

Or maybe a pit stop some place between her kingdom

And the place she needs to see…

She reaps.

As the harvest comes…

So does she.

Take refuge in those who love you.

Rendered in Presence.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , on March 8, 2019 by JenJuice

Memories are just a mirror of the thought of a past energy. The intangible essence – it penetrates.

It fleshes my soul like the interior doorways of my mind.

It finds me some place in the night…some place I render all my walls hidden in a room of the unknown and to never really know – in all the worlds.

We all live.

Not just one.

There are pockets.

Even inside our own dreams –

Of our reflection.

Finding the only truth is…. presence.

Lennon and Gin…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , on January 5, 2019 by JenJuice

Sean Lennon asked my name – I respond, “Jen” (in my TX accent). He kept saying, “Wait..is it, Jen or Gin?” I respond, “Jennifer” ..he seemed curious and I could tell he was trying to hear me, and really hear me – and my accent. He asked again, “Gin?” I got really present with him and explain the way I may say my name may sound like Gin.. gathering my accent…Texans don’t annunciate the E and I differently. They are the same with Texans – “so, it’s like, Gin and Juice ” – I say. Sean’s response..”That’s hot…” It was a great New Year’s Eve. Happy 2019, Y’all!

But, you are enough…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , on December 24, 2018 by JenJuice

It’s tough to witness one commit slow suicide…over years. By way of heartbreak and the overallness of never feeling enough —is an epidemic. Not a symptom.

The underlying component of our programming is so embedded most do not see…you/we are more than enough.

Eternally.

Choosing choice(s).

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , on December 4, 2018 by JenJuice

For everything you want, you must be willing to give up.

Solitude.

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , , on November 25, 2018 by JenJuice

I sometimes go days without speaking to another human. It feels normal to me until I recognize I haven’t spoken to a human in days.