I dance humility’s grace, one foot in pain’s echo, the other in rapture’s pulse.
Tag: Rest
The Marked Moth
Mark it with a moth, and garner ancestral protection.
Walking with Her
I first met Santa Muerte when I felt Her presence around me, steady, maternal, and without judgment. From that moment, She has guided me through endings, healing, and transformation.
The Heart’s Tome
I spool around and around, creating from memory a lifeline between You and I.
Each Breath of Being
Queen of Angels, crowned in stars.
The Devotional Path
My whole heart feels alive in devotion, where love of the Divine keeps me present, connected, and whole.
In Quiet Company
Above me, two ravens cut the sky, black silk against the rising sun. Among the stones, I lingered, finding peace in quiet company.
Etched by Santa Muerte
Santa Muerte etches into my heart, Her hand over my chest— my grandmother takes mine, leading me back to balance and rest.
Stars and Blessings
A little more of what matters most.
Stars at Full Tilt
Giving my heart to Yours is joy.
Jasmine on the Grave 