I want my day to feel like soul electric funk
I want kissing to feel like cosmic mouth orgasms
I want my next success to feel like Mother Theresa, a fiery soul filled heart, and a priestess during a tantric ritual
I want my body to feel like a goddess warrior: strong+sexy.
I want smiling to feel like angel’s kissing on cheeks and dancing wild+free
I want my friendships to feel like “aha moment’s, mmmm so true moments, fiery, with incense, rose quartz, wine and good cheese, with a splash of Biggie”
I want my nervous system to feel like smooth and glorious nectar delivered by Aphrodite herself
I want my gigs to feel like Martin Luther King as her recited “I had a dream” … a chid free and unafraid to pick her nose in front of a a crowd, an inspired mother as she tells her story of losing her son and her ideas to stop the violence, stop the hate, and create CHANGE!
I want my neighborhood to feel like a child’s lullaby sung in spanish by a grandmother as she rocks you to sleep
I want my integrity to feel like a pact made in a tribal circle, a promise for all the future generation. A pact of peace,love,+ unity.
I want money making to feel like a flowing river of gratitude, progression, freedom, fun. Like me discovering a secret garden filled with glowing fruit+sparkle trees.
I want my word to feel like a fusion of love, truth, laced with intuitive knowing, and strength
I want my laughter to feel silly+wild like little girls rolling on the floor laughing in pink tutu’s
I want the end of my day to feel like an alter with a peacock feather, a white candle and vanilla amber breezes
I want being of service to feel like feeding starving mouths, empowering abused women, discovering the cure for cancer
I want philanthropy to feel like a tribal indian leader serving her tribe
I want my challenges to feel like a spiritual warrior about to begin her quest to enlightenment
I want my love to feel like a cosmic union, a perfect peace, a trustful unshakeable knowing, a free dance of harmony, friendship, reckless laughter, adventure+ mind blowing sex.
I want my writing to feel like a threesome with Khalil Gibran, Rumi, and Anais Nin.
I want my ideas to feel like light shining through a open clear window