Words are how all things are called into our life. If you don’t want them to manifest – don’t say them. Simple.
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Straight Up…Jen
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags 90s, autism, awareness, be, blackandwhite, crownofthorns, dancer, energy, et, flow, frequency, jenjuice, Love, meditation, mindfulness, motherlovebone, movement, Poetry, surreal on November 5, 2018 by JenJuiceI have been asked many of occasions if I’m Autistic. We all need a way to be described..right?
In fairness, I did teach myself to be a database expert (I’m till not quite sure what an expert is). I have one college course under my belt – Art History. I often say I’m the female version of Good Will Hunting…not far off…
The thing is energy of my thoughts travels fast. At times faster than my body can process, so I stumble over words and have to take a pause to visualize my words to align them in a way I can communicate my view. Writing has always been the way I can speak and that’s evolving…slowing down my thoughts with my movement (key).
See, we are all frequency. We are all energy. Society just hasn’t been used to communicating energy. It’s not autism – it’s the speed our mind travels. Our brains process information at lightning speed. The human brain has about 100 billion neurons each firing about 200 times per second. We all have a genius in us. Tap in.
Sin, the derelict.
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags greek, philosophy, Poetry, sin, Thoughts, Words on October 18, 2018 by JenJuiceSin or syn is essentially broken down from Greek to, “miss the mark”.
Who decides the placement of said mark? It’s an unattainable point line and speaking of the contrary in which words play…is in fact, who decides what each word means.
My belief is not based on a transference of thought to another mind.
Recall, she said…
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags flow, jenjuice, journey, Love, movement, path, Poetry, surreal, Truth on October 16, 2018 by JenJuicethey use a lot more words now it seems..at least more cognizant…like the word, narrative. (in flavored teas)
I don’t recall using narrative in the 90s…nor from others…the words are words..and…you, see…
..must we want to expect from a dim light of reference? The light is the only way to walk, and not…last.
she said, it’s right.
and, I believe go forward.
In the everlance.
she brings birth
to the biggest life…and
her…
legs..they move toward the gathering of the all
she had of me.
The belief is always upward and onward…and if you stay in the same place…I gotta leave you…but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you(s).
Much love,
All of me.
Gratitude.
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags creation, gratitude, grounding, intention, Love, meditation, oscars, Poetry, rituals on October 14, 2018 by JenJuiceEach morning I awaken with gratitude.
Thank you, breath.
Thank you, heart.
Thank you, eyes,
Thank you, liver.
Thank you, pancreas.
Thank you, throat.
Thank you, arms.
Thank you, toes.
Thank you, love.
Thank you, light.
Thank you, trees.
Thank you, air.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
I walk away from my morning meditation like I just gave an Oscar speech.
Go on with your morning rituals.
Grounding. Creation. Intention.
Dark Matter and Mind-filled Meanderings….
Posted in Jencerpts.. with tags #data, balance, brain, dark matter, Death, energy, gasms, jenjuice, light, mindful darkness, mindfulness, philosophy, physics, Poetry, rebirths, soul, space, vastness, writing on October 10, 2018 by JenJuiceThe galaxy is mostly dark matter – mind-filled darkness. The beauty of the space in-between and out of bounds is the ambiance of the quotient of life matter(s).
As is a viable source to get to know….I’ve found if I found any lesson with working in a funeral home my high school years – the number of deaths I’ve seen…I can report back to you that energy does not die, so what are so many humans afraid of – is the question.
