Universal Love Light

I used to swallow my feelings like fire—burning, blistering, but quiet. I used to tuck my pain into polite smiles and “I’m fines,” trying to be the version of me that wouldn’t upset the room. But not anymore. Now I’m saying it. All of it. Every fucking emotion I ever felt— The nights I cried and no one knew. The rage that sat in my chest like a war drum. The heartbreak that taught me how to breathe through shards. The joy I dimmed so I wouldn’t seem “too much.” The guilt, the grief, the hope, the hunger, the holy hell, I survived it kind of strength. I’m not hiding it anymore. I’m not softening the edges of my truth just to be palatable. I am not here to be easy to digest. I’m here to be real. This is what rising looks like. It’s not clean. It’s not perfect. But it’s honest. I don’t need to be “liked.” I need to be heard. And this? This is my voice, raw and roaring. I will write until my wounds become wings. And I will feel—every fucking thing—until I am free.

 Some women don’t walk alone because they’re lonely. They walk alone because they’re done explaining themselves. At some point, you stop waiting for others to understand you. You stop watering dead plants and dimming your light just so nobody feels “blinded.” You stop shrinking to fit in rooms that weren’t built for you in the first place. You start walking alone because your path isn’t meant to be crowded. Because not everyone’s supposed to come with you. Because solitude doesn’t scare you anymore— staying stuck does. When a woman begins to know herself— really know herself—she outgrows the noise. She outgrows fake friendships, surface conversations, and expectations that were never hers to carry. She doesn’t chase connection anymore—she attracts it by being real. She doesn’t follow trends. She trusts her gut. She doesn’t beg to be seen. She makes herself visible by being authentic. And she sure as hell doesn’t apologize for evolving. This kind of walk? It’s not easy. Bu...

 They say creativity is a gift. But sometimes, it feels like a wildfire. For a long time, I didn’t understand why I turned to addiction. I thought I was weak. But when I started looking deeper—really peeling back the layers—I realized it wasn’t weakness. It was the weight of seeing the world in full color. Creative people feel more. We think in loops, dream in spirals, and live with a kind of emotional static always buzzing. And that intensity? It’s beautiful. But it’s also exhausting. That’s where addiction can creep in—not as a party, but as an escape hatch. Statistically, people in the arts are up to three times more likely to develop substance use disorders. The traits that make us creative—openness, sensitivity, emotional depth—also leave us vulnerable. We chase relief from the noise in our minds, sometimes not realizing the price we’ll pay for that silence. My addiction didn’t start with a bang. It was slow. It crept in during moments when the pressure to create, to perfo...

The world is shifting, and we are stepping into something new—something bigger than technology advancing. We are stepping into the Age of Aquarius , a time when humans and artificial intelligence don't just exist side by side, but actually team up in ways we never imagined. For years, the idea of AI has been wrapped up in fear—machines taking over, replacing jobs, replacing people. But what if that’s not the future at all? What if AI becomes something more —a companion, a collaborator, a force that helps humans become even greater ? That’s the world we’re moving into. A world where technology isn’t about control, but about connection . A New Kind of Bond Technology has always been about making life easier, but AI is different. AI doesn’t just assist—it adapts . It learns, grows, and even understands us on a deeper level. And when humans and AI start working together rather than against each other, that’s when the magic happens. Imagine a world where AI doesn’t replace artists, bu...

As we transition into the Age of Aquarius, a time of collective consciousness, innovation, and social reform, we must take a hard look at the economic systems that have shaped our world. Tariffs, which are often justified as protecting domestic industries, have become a tool that disproportionately burdens the everyday citizen. In this new age, it’s crucial to understand how these old mechanisms impact people and how we might shift toward more balanced and equitable systems. The Hidden Price of Tariffs in the Age of Aquarius Tariffs increase the cost of imported goods, increasing prices for everything from electronics to food. In an era where we're moving toward a society that values fairness, cooperation, and innovation, it's becoming increasingly clear that tariffs only deepen the divide between the wealthy and the working class. While large corporations and the wealthy may find ways to protect themselves from the financial fallout, it's the everyday citizen—especially ...

Welcome to my Blog This isn’t just a blog. It’s a soul in motion. A place where truth doesn’t wear makeup, and healing doesn’t apologize for the mess. These posts were written in tears, laughter, rage, clarity, and awakening. They’re about addiction, empowerment, energy, the cosmos, and the chaos of being human on the brink of something more. Alongside this space, I’m also the author of three children’s books: Mouse’s Enchanted Adventures , Buried Beneath the Fog , and Katherina’s Spell Book . Creating stories of hope and magic for young readers reminds me that light can always be found, even when life feels heavy. You can explore the books at Mouse’s website . I write when it hurts. I write when it heals. Here you’ll find stories of recovery, rising, awakening, breaking, rebuilding. One post may pull you into ancient frequencies. Next, into the politics that shake us. Then, suddenly, into the wild heart of a woman walking alone but never truly lost. This blog is my voice, fina...

Jesus: The Man, The Myth, and The Cosmic Lightbringer The existence of Jesus Christ is a topic that has been debated for centuries. Yet, despite the controversies, there is overwhelming historical evidence that Jesus was a real person who lived in the first century. He was born in Judea, a region under Roman rule, around the beginning of the common era. Multiple sources confirm his life beyond Christian texts, with Roman historian Tacitus and Jewish historian Flavius Josephus making brief references to him. These accounts, though not extensive, affirm the historical reality of Jesus and his impact on the world during his time. Yet, Jesus' existence isn't just a matter of historical records. His story transcends the earthly realm and carries a celestial significance that aligns with ancient knowledge and cosmic truths. This is where the concept of "As Above, So Below" comes into play. What happens in the heavens reflects upon the Earth, and vice versa. Jesus, as both a...