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I am

I am the Divine Knowing itself.

I am the divine knowing itself, love.

So are you.

Concious of openness I stand in that knowing.

I pledge to thank all moments for thier happening and relax into wonder.

Hanging in the vastness I float.

Yet I cling like a tenuous thread to the heaviness of the surface.

I sputter forth making violent waves in the stillness that surrounds us all and the between…

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A Clear and Sensible Solution

Even though I am that person, who after the shock faded, what set in was, “Well, but nothing has REALLY happened YET.” In response to the people who do not think we should be protesting Trump winning, in terms of International perception, it is important that the world see us mass protesting his winning the election BECAUSE of the things he said while running.

While it is not our responsibility…

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We can choose to become more simply for the experience of becoming something else or more.

We as a culture could choose to shift our perspective on growth and evolution. A child comes into this world and grows simply because that is what they are born to do… Same as a caterpillar metamorphoses into a butterfly simply because that is its experience to grow through. The butterfly does not think back on its time as a caterpillar and feel that it was not enough then and that is why it…

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The Gift of Honored Quirks

My life is nowhere near perfect. Ahhh, those words used to make my skin crawl, now, I feel like I state them as a badge of honor.

As a recovered perfectionist, who after mucking everything up from the depths of despair that my 12-year-old self would never live up to the (ridiculous) parameters I set up in my “Perfection Packet” I wrote up with the meticulous description of who and how I would be…

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Darkness of Light

The Dark Mother within me has raised her hackles and howled. The moments when I know I am a terrifying force to be reckoned with pour in from the edges of my reality through interactions with the other to reveal the wholeness rejected along with my dark. Destruction is creation, Pablo Picasso is credited with stating. When people see things as beautiful, ugliness is created. When people see…

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within myself I feel drawn

I feel as if I have been living a lie of sorts, distracted by what is in front of me. It is not that my talents are not what I present them to be, but the fruits of my labors have not been produced for so long, my materials feel as if they build dust. I feel drawn to so many endevors I do not keep my focus and faulter in my switching my focuses from one thing to another. Yet, in some ways I…

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And now I am Mama...

And now I am Mama…

Born April 15th, 2016 at 8:58pm via a non emergency, emergency c section at Legacy Meridian Hospital in Tualatin, OR… My little Eloise Azure Walden Pursell has made me into the mother the world so frequently saw within me.

My little fire baby, Aries sun, Leo moon, Scorpio rising, Taurus mercury… I could go on and on. I read her chart and I already see so much accuracy in what is described.

Little…

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How much of my life do I feel brought alive by?

How much of what I do every day serves the progression of my life towards the feelings I desire above all others?

How can I instill more habits more frequently that deepen my resonance with all that I desire to experience?

How much of my life am I simply used to and how much do I actually enjoy?

The thoughts that swirl in my head as I watch in…

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The Force of Opening to my Resistance

While consistency has not always been my strong suit, it is the stable energy that has been sucked like a vacuum into my everyday existence. The wiggles and shifting of my little Eloise, the ways my life has taken a certain form each day, every morning, near like clock work. Even if catapulted into these experiences with daily struggles of discomfort, the message from the Universe shines clear,…

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There is no resistance to my withdrawing. I am so well practiced in stepping back and into myself my life is built around this freedom- to be just me, just myself. I have so immersed myself in this surrender for years now- I wanted to fully embrace all the singularity of “who is Artemis Walden” for a couple decades now- I remember the moment, made as a conscious choice around 11 years old to live…

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Agasping awe.

What is the point of it all? I guess this question isn’t really what I am asking, for I long since reached the conclusion that life is whatever I make it to be.

This tilts so much responsibility on to my attention and focus. I manifest my life. Through every inventing vibration intentional or not.

Listen, I tell myself. Pause. Breathe. Allow the thoughts to be thunk without judgment, as leaves…

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Daily #1

I have been distant, lost in the maze of nausea every day. I feel paralyzed by the sweeping sensation that makes me feel lost in my own skin. The studying I have done for years tells me to surrender into the feelings, to the point that Kyle has even started to reflect this understanding back to me. In the wash of wanting to puke, I feel resentful of his suggestions as much as there is a part deep…

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I've outgrown what once was my life...

I’ve outgrown what once was my life…

Me. Every word. And as free and fully alive as I feel, it’s really heavy sometimes, because feeling connected is hard when I Know I have outgrown the mental-emotional limitations and perspectives of those who I was once so intertwined with… I feel isolated often by how I have outgrown all that once was key in the definition of my identity… The loss of roles I once held, the loss of intimate…

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The ache leads to surrender and forgiveness....

The ache leads to surrender and forgiveness….

What type of parent doesn’t even bother to try to see their pregnant child for Xmas, yet only pesters that child for the money he essentially forced her to spend to fund an extra long skiing, Xmas and NYE (and beyond) trip with the other child and her significant other for the 2nd? 3rd year in a row? (Yes, I have a very bitter taste in my mouth today.) ______>>>> The moment of release and…

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*rant* I need many, many hugs.

Every morning recently I wake up feeling overwhelmed by stress, even though, I do manage to feel better by about mid-day/evening. The constant headache from temple pressure from stress is a special type of h*ll since I can’t really take anything for pain without wondering if I’m hurting my little one… This has been going on my entire life, mornings have been the time when my demons rip out of me…

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I have a celeb crush?? what?! I do not often develop crushes on celebrities... my only real long standing celebrity crush being Matt Damon...

Would you let your kids speak to others like Donald Trump speaks to people?

Would you let your kids speak to others like Donald Trump speaks to people??????!! Come on. REALLY?!

DONALD TRUMP IS THE LAST PERSON WE NEED AS PRESIDENT OF THIS COUNTRY!

HE IS LIKE A PETULANT, BRATTY, NEVER BEEN TOLD TO THINK BEFORE SPEAKING CHILD WHO HAPPENS TO BE THE “RICHEST” BULLY ON THE PLAYGROUND!

What the f*ck is with the statements about blocking Muslims from entering our country? What…

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