Wings Of The Cosmos By LhuneArt

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🧊frozen superman flavored gogurt🍨

I wrote this 5 years ago, and don't remember it. I am confident enough today to share during the anniversary of my NDE:

Last year, my relationship with reality and time changed when I had a near death experience. There is no handbook to help navigate and ease me into the transition, and however tactful the spiritual leaders who guide or have guided me try to be, there is raw truth that surrounds the perceptions i encounter. There is a particular undeniable element to the visions, much like intuition but a stronger knowing backed up by irrefutable sensory evidence.

Then there's knowing higher beings.

The compassion and love surrounding me from the angels and my guides protects me from most ramifications of exposure. No words can express the gratitude for my salvation.. and yet the nature of what I have experienced has been quite maddening.

And madness came when. I felt the heavy weighted cloak of sadness upon my soul. I realized the damage that had been done under my unknowing subservience to malevolent forces.

I am healing. I am regaining control of my consciousness. I am practicing discipline and acceptance that there is. No. Easy. Way. Through. This.

No shrink or shaman or act of man will be able to heal the wounds that linger. I am at God's mercy alone, may my heart and mind be guarded steadfastly.

Happy Good Friday ✝️ 🕊

♡ butterfly bun ♡ prints. 

Full Moons 2023

i live and die by the Big Beat manifesto 🎧🎤🎵🥁

The manifesto. #offtheweb #superhans #bigbeatmanifesto #electronicmusic #peepshow (at Downtown Los Angeles)

Two years ago when I was inpatient, I made a friend that I could study scripture with and offer up prayer requests. He offered to pray with me, over me, quite a few times... untii one night I finally agreed. We strolled down to the end of the hallway after groups had let out where it'd be quieter. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, me being quite short and he taller, somewhat pulled me into his side as he began to pray.

"Lord protect her from the men here, for these men are like wolves coming for her... protect this woman, no this, well she's more like a - little girl- Father --"'"Lord protect her from the men here, for these men are like wolves coming for her... protect this woman, no this, well she's more like a - little girl- Father --"

At this point, my mind snapped out of the prayer and began to wonder. "Little girl??"

Who the hell is he calling 'little girl'! After he finished the prayer, I decided that I was fine being alone with my faith during my stay.

A few days later, in group, I had taken a seat at the table in front of the large room full of chairs so I could color during session. The table was there for those of us that found it hard to pay attention or focus, those who fidgeted a lot, and simply needed to multi-task.

The group leader that day began a discussion with a question. She asked if there was a time or way that we felt underestimated, or doubted, when we were judged with preconcieved notions based on appearance or other factors.

I raised my handn almost immediately, to which she called on. "I feel that way here," I started, resuming coloring the cute animal picture in front of me. "I find child-like therapy very productive and soothing, considering I didn't have any semblance of a proper childhood. It's good to nurture and reconnect with your inner child - I like coloring, stuffed animals, stickers, crafts - and because of this, I've even been called a little girl.

Which is quite the opposite of what I am. I have debilitating chronic illnesses invisible to most that I fight everyday and am truly a warrior."

I knew he was sitting in the room, and heard me.

I DO love stuffies and glow in the dark everything, stickers, puzzles, coloring books, crafts, juice, cartoons - all of it.

Our inner child is still there, always. Just hiding. After 28 years, I found her. 💗

Together when the moon sets

I love you to the moon and back