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A Star Born(ed)…

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , on October 17, 2018 by JenJuice

It has always been our story…Michael was a musician…we were this beauty. I saw the film, “A Star is Born” and I knew the story was us.
I left the theater with mascara-stained cheeks from the guttural sobbing tolls during the showing. What’s a love story without the tragedy? The old story would say…but, I am ready to change that story-line.

Michael, here in my arms…was killed in a hit and run in LA in 2013.

It’s been a very very challenging journey…in short.

And, I’m here for purpose…He reminds me every day…Energy does not die. It simply transform forms. And, that’s been my struggle. We didn’t break-up, he was essentially murdered. And, I have woven through so many emotional journeys and how to forgive on so many levels and how to move fucking forward is only through love. And, love doesn’t die – energy doesn’t die.

I’m still human though….and that’s, where I am. The Star is Born where Love resides. In me.

Michael was always a star on Earth and sure enough in the cosmos. Love the way you shine, babe. Right through me.

Soul love is true love.

Simply love.

Micheal and Jen

Scorsese

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , on August 28, 2018 by JenJuice

The Last Waltz….the most dynamic documentary…ever.

Vibrate Higher

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 11, 2018 by JenJuice

Energy is how we are here. Simply physics. Every living organism is a form of energy. Emotions are energy in motion….Movement.

Music is vibration and if the music we are making popular is vibrating at a lower level of consciousness, we are manifesting low-level energies in our World. We must understand that art is the power that evolves us and we need to be very aware of the energy we are supporting to vibrate our World. Because we are all part of the perfection and manifestation of our reality. Vibrate higher. Manifest the highest love. Passion is self-love.
Jen pole

TWA Flight…805

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 11, 2018 by JenJuice

I often sit and ponder in awe at how I’m still alive. I say that with all due grace and respect. I took my first plane ride ever in 1996 to Germany. I stayed there for months. As I was returning back to Houston, I had a layover at JFK airport in NY. There were no cell phones or internet, but what I had is my intuition. I kept feeling something causing anxiety – not fear, but something big I couldn’t explain and I couldn’t find a way to verbalize it or even stop whatever this feeling was. So, I got on the plane heading back to Houston where I landed (after getting slapped in the nose with the pungent smell of mayonnaise and a man engulfing a mayonnaise and white bread sandwich). I walked out of the plane to meet my family (which were not the type to meet me at any coming home). I was like….”why are all of you so white? (I mean whiter than normal) and sobbing?” They said, “Jenny, you made it home. The flight next to you coming from Paris blew up killing all the passengers next your flight. It was TWA flight 800. And I was flight TWA 805. I made it home.” Home has always been my heart, the truest presence. Life is such a fucking gift and how long and how much does it take to believe that you have purpose to be here? This traumatic event led me to find and meet my birth father. And, for that, I am eternally grateful.
Much love, my dear souls. Enjoy your time and love. It’s special. ❤

Soldier

Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags , , , , , , on March 6, 2018 by JenJuice

My little red plastic record player and my Fleetwood Mac album – the best memory of Jenny, the 5-year old me…Matilda