Oh gosh, sorry to anyone who tried to post previously but couldn’t! I accidentally had the comments set to “paid subscribers only”. That has now been remedied, so please post your entries here!
here’s my entry — and wow did I ever try to stuff a lot of words in there! The pace was too fast, so next time I’ll use fewer words to slow it down. 💜
“I surrender to the flow, allowing grace to guide me. Feeling into the challenge of being alive in a global corporate oligarchy, I am finding that sometimes even breathing feels impossible amidst DOGE dodginess! Musk is such a rat, more ungainly than the unkempt squirrels in the cedar trees, who always move fast and break things like the bird feeders! Ice! Ice baby, stay away from those feeders! I am at a fork in the road with these squirrels — love ‘em or leave ‘em? My sister is telling me how all her orgs had to sign US AID gag orders in order to embrace the light. Luckily they don’t have any overfed geese wearing interstellar underwear. There are only two Musketeers — Musk and Trump — and they are big boy buddies, breathing and feeling into the chaos they are creating. The galactic brethren are scrambling to shine a light on these trumpeting strumpets, so that they will finally receive the unconditional love their parents never gave them.
Entry from Sally Bancroft, who asked me to post on her behalf:
“I surrender to the flow, allowing grace to guide me. Having just returned from a women’s retreat, I encounter a global corporate entity with Doges dodginess chasing unkempt squirrels who wondered why I had bothered to retreat when I could instead have been moving fast and breaking things like the sound of ice breaking. However, a fork in the road made me pause and wonder if I, instead could enlist US gag orders to embrace the light, snuff it out and make us eat overfed geese wearing interstellar underwear. The two musketeers popped up and told me to stop breathing and feeling because this was a new order. I called to my galactic brethren to come save me from the trumpeting strumpets that were running rampant in my America. They embraced me with unconditional love and said that there were no borders around their land and I was free to join them. Off I went in a heartbeat, unable to recognize from whence I had come.”
I surrender to the flow allowing grace to guide me when the our country is dealing with global corporate oligargy There’s dodginess in the way people avoid each other because they are afraid. I see unkempt squirrels who greet me at the city park while they are taking a break from their nap and eat acorns among the oaks. USAID gag orders keep the truth from really coming to light and they continue to slither in the shadows. But I will keep showing up, embracing the light within myself and inviting others to do the same. I sit at the river with trees watching the overfed geese enjoy the rain. I got some interstellar underwear from Walmart the other day. The two musketeers are missing their third and that makes them incomplete.But I am breathing and feeling all of my emotions and I’m not going to let myself escape from my own healing. There are galactic brethren who I connect with because I am a Starseed and you are too. And I hear trumpeting strumpets to celebrate me as I stand in my power and walk my path. I feel unconditional love from those who support me.
Jocelyn, thank you - I love this so much! Especially the little vignette about you and the overfed geese sitting by the river, enjoying the rain! <3 <3 <3
Oh gosh, sorry to anyone who tried to post previously but couldn’t! I accidentally had the comments set to “paid subscribers only”. That has now been remedied, so please post your entries here!
here’s my entry — and wow did I ever try to stuff a lot of words in there! The pace was too fast, so next time I’ll use fewer words to slow it down. 💜
“I surrender to the flow, allowing grace to guide me. Feeling into the challenge of being alive in a global corporate oligarchy, I am finding that sometimes even breathing feels impossible amidst DOGE dodginess! Musk is such a rat, more ungainly than the unkempt squirrels in the cedar trees, who always move fast and break things like the bird feeders! Ice! Ice baby, stay away from those feeders! I am at a fork in the road with these squirrels — love ‘em or leave ‘em? My sister is telling me how all her orgs had to sign US AID gag orders in order to embrace the light. Luckily they don’t have any overfed geese wearing interstellar underwear. There are only two Musketeers — Musk and Trump — and they are big boy buddies, breathing and feeling into the chaos they are creating. The galactic brethren are scrambling to shine a light on these trumpeting strumpets, so that they will finally receive the unconditional love their parents never gave them.
Entry from Sally Bancroft, who asked me to post on her behalf:
“I surrender to the flow, allowing grace to guide me. Having just returned from a women’s retreat, I encounter a global corporate entity with Doges dodginess chasing unkempt squirrels who wondered why I had bothered to retreat when I could instead have been moving fast and breaking things like the sound of ice breaking. However, a fork in the road made me pause and wonder if I, instead could enlist US gag orders to embrace the light, snuff it out and make us eat overfed geese wearing interstellar underwear. The two musketeers popped up and told me to stop breathing and feeling because this was a new order. I called to my galactic brethren to come save me from the trumpeting strumpets that were running rampant in my America. They embraced me with unconditional love and said that there were no borders around their land and I was free to join them. Off I went in a heartbeat, unable to recognize from whence I had come.”
Okay here's mine….
I surrender to the flow allowing grace to guide me when the our country is dealing with global corporate oligargy There’s dodginess in the way people avoid each other because they are afraid. I see unkempt squirrels who greet me at the city park while they are taking a break from their nap and eat acorns among the oaks. USAID gag orders keep the truth from really coming to light and they continue to slither in the shadows. But I will keep showing up, embracing the light within myself and inviting others to do the same. I sit at the river with trees watching the overfed geese enjoy the rain. I got some interstellar underwear from Walmart the other day. The two musketeers are missing their third and that makes them incomplete.But I am breathing and feeling all of my emotions and I’m not going to let myself escape from my own healing. There are galactic brethren who I connect with because I am a Starseed and you are too. And I hear trumpeting strumpets to celebrate me as I stand in my power and walk my path. I feel unconditional love from those who support me.
Jocelyn, thank you - I love this so much! Especially the little vignette about you and the overfed geese sitting by the river, enjoying the rain! <3 <3 <3