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Can You Hear The Music

Over the last few years I have meet some super cool people, I think with awakening comes a flux of like minded individuals and its been a great joy to get to know them!

One person in particular has made a creative impact on my life, my friend Daci! I hired her for a photo shoot last year and not only was she cool and chill but she made me feel comfortable and that is huge for me. Vibes do not lie! Her images captured exactly what I was looking for and she nailed it, her talent is legit! Since then when we have communicated, the synchronicity is on point and we often laugh at how the universe pulls us together at the right moment and for the right reasons. Her drive, her spirit, and her determination is inspiring. She has created a community of artists from all walks of artistry with inclusiveness and freedom of expression, I have enjoyed supporting the cause and find that art is the very essence of humanity! It is woven in the fabric of our being and for me, it is a true work of the soul. She has supported me in my poetry and allowed me a platform for my art and I am forever grateful for that! Thank you!!

Recently I reviewed a gift from her of a personalized sketch(pictures in the featured image). Every detail is a piece of my spirit…..the music, the hippy, the galaxy, and my irritation at being late lol and yes I hear the music!

“There’s a natural mystic in the air, and darling you were looking at me with that innocent stare, are you real? Do you feel? And are you really there?” -Tash Sultana “Mystic”

Thank you Daci! Check out Confluent Productions on facebook and Instagram

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πŸ–€JuJu

Blogging · family · photography · poetry · writing

Black Tears

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I will never forget that day, I was only five years old

The atmosphere was somber, everyone sad and morose

I stood in a building that I did not know

Surrounded by faces of family and friends

I could not fully comprehend

I will always remember the black tears that were cried

Went on a car ride to a place full of stones

As we got out of the car, I knew not where to go

I stared at a blue colored box, shiny and long

An American flag adorned on the top

As I scanned the faces of everyone around

I wondered where you were and why you could not be found

As they lowered the box, it hit me just then

It was you in there

You had broken your promise to me and were never coming back

I screamed and I cried, tried to break free

I was going with you since you were never coming home to me

As reality set in, I gave up the fight

Then my world went dark

Just like my light

-Jennifer Steen (Muns)

I love you daddy!

Photo by Tiara Hendricks @Fat Girl Photography and @Confluent Productions