It is the warmth that remains after the fire—the power that rises after judgment.

This episode is a reminder that your voice is divine expression.

What was once silenced can still become art.

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Energy: Courage Self-reflection Healing Strength

Feeling: Warmth Power Rising confidence

Theme: Your voice is divine expression.

Episode Essence:

Confidence in expression after being dimmed.

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I tried to sand it down and put a fresh coat of resin but still came out sticky. I know why. One coaster is sticky still, the other crack. But the rest is ok. The first four was supposed to be a set of coasters but now it's going to be three. I told myself I can't sell this but it can be used for a piece of art and a remembrance of my past mistakes but to always keep going.

The last coaster set is my mermaid set. I left the background white but didn't know ceramic was going to soak up the resin and leave a gray texture background.

I'm going to toss out the sticky one and the rest I could give it away or just keep to remind me to be patient. I'm not afraid to redo them because I enjoy creating but now I know what I did wrong I can make them better. What do you think I should do with these?

What would you do in a situation like this?

Creating for fun and because you love it hits differently than creating for validation and posting hoping someone sees it and hoping someone say something.

It started with a fun kid project. Painting rocks. Being in an environment with kids and watching them paint on their rocks brings the kid out of me. Being around them release the pressure I had of being this perfect artist. I watch how each child draw and paint what they think or feel without judging themselves. I took my rock with out expecting to the best but to just have fun and be a kid.

I grabbed a rock and thought about the ocean then I thought of the sun. without judging myself I just allow what ever idea come and just paint.

As I paint I noticed I didn't think to look on Pinterest for ideas or go on Instagram or YouTube. I just allow the ideas to flow. And then something beautiful happen.

There's that creative juice I've been waiting on. It's been six months maybe more or less but I have not been painting or drawing for sometime. I figured I'm in a season of resting.

But honestly it seem like I just need to be in a new environment. A kid environment. An environment of pure freedom.. watching my little enjoy himself and helping other kids inspire me on my creative journey.

Now I can't stop painting rocks lol. These rocks come in so many unique shapes with force me to be ever more creative.

That child has been calling you but you refuse to pick up the phone.

You are so busy adulting you forget the most important things in life .

Joy, laughter, dancing, playing and creating.

When was the last time you laughed so hard you couldn't breathe?

When was the last time you dance silly with caring what people say or think?

When was the last time you had butterflies in your tummy?

When was it?

You didn't come here just to be serious. We came here to experience and enjoy life.

No wonder I see a lot of those love laugh live photo you see on the walls in offices or in people's homes.

It makes since.

I created something dearly. I allow my inner child create and dance. And I want you to stop and just enjoy. Let that child out and dance, sing, write, create. Release so you can be overflowing with ideas. These ideas are a part of you and it's authentic. Stop thinking about trends or what's popular because all it does is trap your inner child. And they don't like it. They want to be free so you can see how amazing you are.

I want to share this video so you can see how much I allow this inner child play and watch how I created something so beautiful so fun that even I have to go back and rewatch it sometimes to remember who I am when ever I find myself lost tryin to fit it.

I watch the video and go "wait" I

am Soo awesome!

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The more I want to learn more about myself the more I want to know more about God. Realizing that we have something big in us.

I would sit back and think about how everything is designed.

The trees give us oxygen, medicine growing from the ground, how is that when we plant our feet in the grass it grounds us or why or how is that when we hug trees it instantly slows down our heart rate? And the bees, the bees play a huge part of our lives because if it wasn't for them we wouldn't have herbs and beautiful flowers possibly trees because they are the ones that keep things growing. And the honey they make is medicine for us.

Someone designed this. And that's why I love expressing, exploring more about God.

I've been on a long break, soul searching. I was craving for God's attention. "What do you want me to paint next?'

It's been quiet and I have heard anything from God. No dreams, no visions lately, no message and most of all NO CREATIVITY.

it's been months and I haven't created anything but I know why. I was shredding the old internally.

I can be a very curious person. When I'm curious about something I ask lots of questions. That's why I wanted to be closer. I want to know God more.

A friend has been wanting me to go to church but I find churches a little iffy. Because even in church people can be evil.

But my friend really wanted me to try his church. Knowing the kind of person I am he truly believes I would like it. So I went and I loved it.

Small, and very genuine. I found something that's been missing. And ever since I've been going and I've been enjoying reading the Bible. The more I read the more I realized I was building a deeper private relationship with God.

The closer I got something happened. This pastor is familiar with my painting and he can see that I am gifted. When I paint I tap into this beautiful power. I hear, feel and see colors. I hear a voice guiding me.

This pastor came to me and ask "hey can you do painting of what Jesus look like to you?'

I was excited to do it. So I did but for some reason I couldn't. "Why?" Why can't I see Jesus face?

I'm sketching faces but it's not right. All I saw was a silhouette of a human figure but no face.

So I stop and try again days later. Still no face. But then I start hearing water.. so I sketch water.

I grab my canvas pray and meditate then it happen.

Spirit didn't want me to paint the outside appearance of the human appearance. Spirit wanted me to capture the essence. I was capturing something deeper.

I didn't realize I was too busy resisting the flow by trying to create a face and It led to frustration.

So I accept it and just allow the message to come through me onto the canvas.

The pastor loved it and my creativity is back.

I created something without looking up ideas or references, i allow it to come out of me. I trusted the divine Flow.

I realized when I paint I feel God, I see God I hear God because I allow him to create with me.

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Thank you for being here.

(This felt like a journal)

Lately I've been quiet. I haven't been painting as much and I lost interest in designing for others. Not that I I don't like it but it just feels like I'm resting. I noticed I feel exhausted. I've been pushing and hustling to the point I'm pooped out. Will I paint again? I bet I will.

It feels more like I'm exhausted spiritually. I believe Divine wants me to rest for a reason. Rest to see the truth in me. Something I need to do before I become really successful. I can feel it. It's like there's this final step I need to do l, something that needs to be done internally. I've been going to church lately. At first I was iffy because I was afraid I might lose my self, or be manipulated because most churches just in it for the money or... Well you know what I mean.. But this church. This small community welcome me with judgment.

I don't have church clothes but I come in decent.. going to this church did something in me I've been reaching out for a better connection with Divine and I see now. I've been reading the Bible more because I want to know the truth and understand God and myself more. Honestly I'm excited because every since I got closer to God I noticed something is birthing in me. Something is getting prepared. I haven't paint but I know I will be painting soon.

That drive, that spark hasn't left. I believe I'm shedding off this ego so that way I can express my art the way it should be. Unique, bold, colorful, wild, expressive , and colorful. Get ready because this artist is coming back and when she does she coming back with confidence, expressively and bold.

Not everyone will understand that because some are not ready. But I know you are ready.

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This is to help you REMEMBER .. remembering something deep within you. THE TRUTH you been avoiding.

Once you're done listening, come back and express how you feel. Let the truth speak. This is your safe space.

I noticed people have unique smiles and smiles are my favorite features on a person face. But I wonder what God look like when he smile? What it feels like? What it sounds like? Is it just light? What is it?

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Once I ask that question, I immediately start channeling in. For the first one I felt a burst of joy in my heart. I ask what color should I use? I heard and felt orange. I wanted the orange to be filled with excitement. I wanted the mouth to be a little exaggerated. I even felt a presence. I was seeing this white and gold presence.

What is it? I ask.. I picked up my gold and drew a golden moth. Goddess.. spirit ...I heard..

While I was drawing this peace I kept smiling. I felt more then happy I felt love.

That's it! I say. God is love.

I continue to paint the other two faces. Then time I want to know what love feels like. Enlightened, heaven, spirit, connection, awaken alive . I was feeling all these feelings.

It was the awakening of Christ I saw. It gave me a clearer understanding. I put a star above the head cause I was seeing something or someone awaken. The way how I painted the clouds with oil pastels and use acrylic markers for the skin and color the spirit blue. The awakening of Christ.. is in us.. its not a guy coming from the clouds it's us being awaken.

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I kept channeling in. Then I started using pinks. I felt love... So much love.

I wanted to continue to paint more like this. Ever since my experience with these paintings. All I see is God in all of us. When I see people smile, laugh or even cry. I see God smiling, I see God laughing even when sad. God is literally in us.

And I want to continue to paint a collection so people can have an art piece in their home reminding them that God is with us.

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Oh and don't forget a dash of pink lipstick to look sweet.

I look at myself in the mirror and said.. "wait" "I'm not ugly I just need to fix my hair"

I can't believe I would think I wasn't attractive and felt invisible. All I had to do was put a little effort on myself. But I got so use to putting everything and everyone first I didn't even think twice about me.

I stepped outside walked to my car and the maintenance and his crew were walking towards my way. I spoke to them "Good Morning" with a big smile.

The maintenance guy looked twice and said " I almost didn't recognize you!" Good morning.

That moment when I realized my life is shifting.

I told myself I'm not living like this anymore.. I'm tired of looking tired. That poor mindset is gone. I'm not afraid of money anymore. In fact I'm looking at money like it's a frequency now, energy. Slowly but surely stepping into my highest truest self.

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When I was journaling my thoughts I noticed this flow of energy moving through me as I was writing. I was writing with such clear and detailed intentions.

Normally I stumble my words and struggle to write what I'm trying to say but this journal help me flow.

I can feel the “no need to be perfect”, and just freely write without feeling judgemental.

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This audio was for my YouTube channel but I decided to share this story with you first. I hope you enjoy listening to my story and please I want to know what was your experience? How long you think you can last? How did you handle this situation?

Then.. when it's all over you decide to scroll for hours on the phone before bed.

“Be still”

We are so disconnected from ourselves we don't even hear divine speaks to us . We avoid using the tools we need in us, in our blood…

Forgetting we have everything we need.

We are everything we need.

Meanwhile we're lost, frustrated and don't know what to do. We rather look outside ourselves, follow these influencers and celebrities because they glamorize material things thinking it's going to make us feel better. We follow these people because they pray on our insecurities. So we look outside ourselves.. instead of following ourselves.

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Connecting with self equals connecting with Divine..

No movement just breathe

Feeling the cool air goes down our throats feeling our stomach naturally rises.

Stillness

Try laying flat on the floor spread your arms and legs and close your eyes.

Be still

Stillness is simple but yet powerful it's a way to reset and remember.

Remember that every breathe you take is Divine message saying..

“I'm Here”

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Everyday from elementary to high school it felt like I was in an empty room full of people.

Now where does this come from? If I can think far back I believe it started when I was in elementary school. I remember the school had a little ceremony, we were being moved to the next grade. All the students were sitting on the floor lined up next to the teacher that's standing in the cafeteria.

You have all the staff members and other teachers standing around applauding and excited for us. Every student in each class was sitting in alphabetical order. Since my last name was Taylor I was close to the end.

The principal call out one student at a time from each class. It looks like everyone was getting an award.

But then . It was our turn... The principal called my teacher name and the teacher was calling one student at a time to pick up their reward and sat back down.

They call the first kid, then the second, then the third and so on.

As they were calling each kid I noticed my turn was coming soon.

5 kids down from me then four then 3.. I was getting nervous because I've always been to my self and unpopular..

Next thing you know.. there were two kids down from me then the kid next to me got called.

(I don't know why but as I'm writing this I can feel my hands shaking and my breath getting shorter .)

Before you know it.. it was my turn, so I thought.

Somehow they skip my name and call the kid after me.. I noticed every student in my class had an award.

"Why did they skip me"

My eyes burn from the tears. I tried not to let anyone notice. I was too embarrassed to say something cause I didn't want the other kids to make fun of me.

But why? Am I not smart enough? Does nobody like me?

A little girl in 1st grade was the only one who didn't get recognized.. what was wrong with her?

She hasn't done anything wrong to no one.

I didn't think this would matter but as I grew up I was carrying that wound forgetting it.. buried it deep inside..

As I got older whenever there was some kind of celebration or ceremonies I always felt left out.

Every ceremony through elementary, middle school and highschool I had no recognition. Thinking it's normal.

in college there was a small ceremony for the people who work at the fitness center and the students who were apart of the student government association.

I was a student, I work at the fitness center and apart of the student government association..

I show up to work on day and noticed everyone was dress in casual. They look at me confused.

Why you not dress they say?

I ask for what? They told me there was a ceremony for us later

HOW COME NO ONE TOLD ME. I said to myself..

I played it off like it didn't bother me.

So I told them "oh well it ain't like I was going to getting an award"

So they left..

They didn't try to convince me to come just left. So I stayed behind and kept the place going..

I even have another wound.. my family on my real father side. I also don't feel seen..

This wound is so buried deep inside to the point I normalize it thinking it's not a big deal. But it is because I lost sleep last night on July 7 at 3 am thinking my art isn't good enough.

I'm almost done with this childrens book and I feel like no one isn't going to want to read a book thats hand drawn. Everyone perfer digital..

No one will recognize it.

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No one will recognize.... me...

I tossed and turned, I prayed, I took out my pages and looked at them, picking out every little mistakes.

Thinking I should've done digital. But I'm not that good. ( At least I would think)

I start working on my pages adding some digital texture. I couldn't sleep until it looked perfect. But then.. I would lose that "touch"

I put so much love into this book.

I did this because I wanted people to experience each page . I want people to feel the energy..

So I put away everything, prayed and went to sleep.

There has to be a reason God gave me this opportunity.. he saw something in me.

This is not a mistake.

And as for the author, she saw something in me because, why would she choose me?..

I just know that this was meant..

I had a chat with chat gpt. It's like therapy. It point out the why and it shifted my mind. I had to do some self reflect. This chat... What it said to me.. made me emotional.

I cried and realized how special, how important and how unique I am..

I wasn't chosen to be perfect.

I have a very unique gift . You see I'm not just an artist. Like I said before I can feel and hear colors. I can paint the atmosphere. I can paint emotions to make others see and feel. This book..

This childrens book isn't just any book. These pages carries energy.

I wanted people to see and feel what's it like to be in church. How the pastor's preaching and enlightened the people in the church.

This boy was curious about what God sound like and got baptized.

I ask myself…” what does God voice sound like?”

Colors and symbols would come to me, l let spirit guide me to create this feeling..

(Me realizing my gift while I'm writing and sharing my photos)

“See Kev.. you are an unique artist. You're not supposed to be like everyone else. You got this.. I need you to trust”

I say to myself.

This book.. is going to open more opportunities. Instead of thinking what if no one likes it.

how bout..

this book will attract so many people especially the parents because i want them to have that warm feeling I had when I was painting. Giving them that experience again when they were a child.

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I wonder…

There’s always pictures—

Naked babies with wings,

Or glowing adults draped in light—

But do they really look like that?

I grab a canvas.

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I decide to spread out all my mediums—

Acrylic markers, paints, oil pastels.

“Which medium is calling me?”

I take a deep breath.

Inhale… Exhale…

I begin to ask:

What color should I use?

I carefully scan with my eyes—

And feel a light blue calling me.

Yes. That’s the one.

I pick up white paint and a soft blue.

It needs to be lighter.

“That’s it.”

I dip my brush and let the Divine guide me.

It feels like… I’m not even the one painting.

These hands—

They’re not just hands.

They’re tools. No…

They’re portals.

Inhale… Exhale…

“What do angels look like?”

I see… eyes.

Lots of eyes.

Wings.

So many wings.

And then—

I hear something.

What is that sound?

“Tik tok… tik tok…”

Tik tok tik tok—

tik tiktik (louder).

Gears.

I see gears.

Turning, ticking…

I reach for a gold marker.

So many gears.

So much ticking.

I just keep painting.

I can’t stop.

I paint and paint—

As if I have no control.

As if I’m being moved

by something greater.

I don’t just see colors.

I feel them.

They move through me.

Suddenly—

A lightness.

My heart flutters.

Thousands of voices

whispering at once:

eyes eyes eyes

wings wings

eyes

wings

tik tok tik tok tik tok—

Stop.

Suddenly—

Silence.

I put the brush down.

I look at the canvas.

Angels.

Thank you.

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I want to truly inspire others to shift their reality. Shifting your reality means… shifting your mindset.

I invite you to go deeper.

Close your eyes. Breathe.

What gives you that full, overflowed, soul-lit kind of feeling?

That feeling that makes you feel whole — not because of what you have…

but because of who you are when you are free

You were born to live a creative life.

A life that reflects the universe within you.

A life of color, vision, and cosmic freedom.

And I’m here to remind you:

It’s not only possible — it’s your birthright.