In a world driven by fear, distraction and illusion — frequency is of utter importance. I think we sometimes forget the beauty in simplicity and the power in true happiness. We weren’t put on this planet to rush through life and to get through moments, we are here for a reason.
Life goes speeding by and there is so much to capture in each blink. But why not get to know each blink? Why not dive and deeply enjoy a moment? After all, this life is just a compilation of all these “blinks”.
In this blink, something about the sunset orange of this rose spoke to me. The layers and dimensions spiraling through this rose reminded me of the layers and dimensions within us all. It also reminded me of myself; the insides protected and hugging each other, while the outside petals gently unfurl to the world. But the crimson coating truly let me enjoy this blink, who knew an orange rose could bring so much joy?
In this blink, my morning coffee was extra special. I often pick this mug because the deep/dark blue is my favorite color and the tall shape makes for the perfect coffee experience. But in this blink, the shining gold in the little constellations and the smiling moons brought me joy. As I sat down, the gold in the little tick tack toe board next to me connected to the gold on my mug and even though I often sit next to this board with the same mug, this was the first blink I noticed the connection. So, in taking one moment to be with the little things – this blink was fully captured, teaching me oh so much about life.
In this blink, I finally thought it was time to capture the joy this backpack brings me. This backpack goes beyond the design, the function and even the words — it’s a part of my journey. Truth Matters says so much in just two words, and it’s just a speck of why this backpack is special to me. There is so much meaning behind this one blink, and sometimes the indescribable is better felt than described.
In this blink, the thought about enjoying each “blink” and spending time in the little moments of joy was born. So, I guess you could say this blink of the sun was the first of many blinks that let this post come to be — the sun truly is the ultimate teacher. I’d never quite seen two rays going in such opposite directions and something about it captured my attention. I guess it reminded me that there are so many ways to shine, and every direction is beautiful in its own way.
And a few more blinks ✨
The way you live your life is always your choice. If I could capture a breath in a picture, I would because breath is the choice behind these blinks. When we breathe and sink into stillness, we can deeply live and truly see. So, here’s to embracing every blink and to enjoying every little thing that brings us joy! Be fearless and free -Ace
My debut book, The Waking Dream, is out now! To purchase, click here for more info!
It’s the invisible things that we remember The act of doing sends a charge But the act of feeling, and being leaves a mark
A formless knowing invisible to the human eye but deeply visible to the internal light When something feels like home But home has no limitations freed from visibility’s cage So, home becomes the formless knowing
Sometimes I wonder if my eyes truly see Is the world invisible and my human lenses make it visible?
Maybe I’m invisible dancing with the shadows While the world screams through the visible, grasping for my attention begging for my acceptance
When I look back on my life thus far It’s the invisible things I cherish the most The day I decided to live fearlessly The moment I realized dreams and reality are one The second I chose to truly love and be me To the world, it may blend in But to me, it stands out
So, when I look ahead on my life that’s to come It’s the invisible things I look forward to the most The day I feel a deeper me The moment I listen to my heart’s entire song The second I fly into frequency’s arms To the visible, it might be small But to the invisible, it is all
Ace
My debut book, The Waking Dream, is out now! To purchase, click here for more info!
They say the journey is the destination and I think I’m finally understanding what that means. Maybe that’s because I can see parts of my map now, or maybe it’s because I’ve let go of needing to see the map. I really don’t think there is a destination, I don’t think I’ve ever thought there was a destination. But I definitely lost sight of the joy in the journey…no more!!
A lot of thoughts were flying through my mind last week; a combination of the unknowns of change, the desire for something new and the readiness to let go of repetitive pasts. I actually enjoyed listening to all these unfinished conversations in my head. In the “unfinishedness” I got to see possible new versions of me, older versions of me I’ve known, and I got to watch how the me I am now navigated through every turn.
It’s fun to watch where your mind travels, even when it goes to the craziest of places. It’s there you learn that maybe crazy isn’t crazy, maybe it’s just a different point on the map. Part of me knows this life is one of many destinations on my soul’s map. And part of me knows there is no map, I am the map. I love playing in this paradox because that’s where I am free. When we forget to enjoy the little moments and spend time in our daydreams and listen to our inner voice and speak our intuition – we lose sight of who we truly are.
So, the next time you notice your mind bursting with thoughts, visions and adventures of many varieties take a moment to water those seeds. And when those seeds bloom and become roses, take time to smell the roses. On our family bike rides, there’s always this one spot at the end; a little roundabout of roses. And that literal moment of smelling the roses totally reenergizes the soul. So, imagine what a moment of being still and playing in your mind’s garden can do for the soul?
Only you have the power to make your thoughts reality. Only you have the choice to enjoy the freedom of the wandering mind.
Be fearless and free -Ace
My debut book, The Waking Dream, is out now! To purchase, click here for more info!
I see life in two forms – external and internal. We all know the external; experiences, choices, actions, activities and achievements build what we believe is true life. In reality, true life is internal. What is within creates what is outside. Our relationship with our souls, our thoughts and our visions truly shape what is external.
When we sit with ourselves, alone and free from external hustle, we can deeply feel. There’s a certain harmonious peace that comes with just being. And to the external world, just being seems “small” and “unimportant”. It is truly all that is important. Society distracts us and keeps us at a lower vibration for a reason. When we let go and align with who we truly are, our power goes way beyond what society can control. Internal freedom is limitless and in a world obsessed with labels and limits, a deep connection to your soul teaches you to authentically be.
External life is a blurred vision we make less and less blurry by the way we live our internal life. In each moment we nurture our souls and communicate with the Universe inside, we find the distinct through the hazy – we create our vision. I love the moments that to the external world look “boring” or “unproductive”, but to my internal world are the most meaningful. When I have long, free and deep conversations with my internal Universe I feel most at home. And the best part is: I can have those connections and internal adventures whenever I choose. Even in the busiest of external moments, I can find clarity. I can step back and b r e a t h e. I can look within and live. I can just be.
I think life is way beyond what we experience, life is who we are and how we live. So, here’s to truly living! I wish you many moments today that let you feel the tingling in your fingers, the rhythm of your heart and the song of your breath. Love authentically, dream freely, listen consciously, speak fearlessly and most of all, just be. -Ace
My debut book, The Waking Dream, is out now!! To purchase, click here for more info!
Droplets of time escape my mind Drop in my eyes, reality is blind
Droplets of sky run through my hair Trickling down my skin with gentle care
Droplets of magic journey down my shoulders As I continue to journey up these boulders
Droplets of our lost sun float across my back Igniting a heartbeat, creating a track
Droplets of starlight land on my arms Rolling, descending, leaving little charms
Droplets of the past lay on my fingertips Stopping for a moment, the future slips
Droplets of a cycle start to repeat In this melody, nature and I meet
Ace
Droplets d r o p like rain in my head I feel their delicate thud I hear their subtle story
Droplets flutter I know this drop Trust lets go Love lets in
Droplets fly in this vision I know Scenarios lived over and over Feelings felt again and again
Droplets clear familiar histories And echoing mysteries Sitting in my wave thunder rumbles inside
Change on my horizon Something real calling my attention So, when she follows and I surrender the game It becomes visible the illusion played
Broken pasts want my repair But droplets come and cleanse the air
Ace
Had a neat experience with rain (droplets) recently, hence these two droplets 😉! The first piece is about that neat experience, and the second piece is about how that neat experience helped me when something was kind of on my mind. I love when experiences leak into perception and give you a different view on life. I hope this helps you on your journey! Be fearless and free -Ace
My debut book, The Waking Dream, is out now!! To purchase, click here for more info!
I take my first step. The rustle of the rocks, the softness of the dirt, the warm embrace of the greenery, the crisp and comforting sound of my shoes touching the ground and the breath of life truly wraps its arms around me. I’ve seen it before, but as I begin this new trek, it’s like a new experience. I guess you could say life is like that sometimes.
My eyes always look up first, but this time, I look down. I watch my footprints make a mark in the red dirt, I watch the bushes and trees as they speak through their being-ness, I feel the rocks shift as my steps become their beacon of change and I realize I am a piece of them just as they are a piece of me.
All is silent on this little adventure. My thoughts and my steps are all I can hear, and it is oh so soothing. The voices in my head are swaying to the rhythm of my stride and I find myself looking down at the path ahead. Both rocks and dirt lie ahead, and as I subconsciously decide where to step, I find the balance of both is best. Just as the pillowy dirt is comforting, the rough rocks are very much alive with meaning — it’s a neat analogy that reminds me of my soul within.
Now, I look up and the voices in my head become deeply still. As the mountains see me, I feel them. There is something so breathtaking about this moment, words float away and silence flows in. So much can be said in the unspoken, and in this moment, conversation has never felt more natural.
The crunch of my feet evaporates in the beauty of what my two circles see. Red was never my favorite color, but this red is my favorite vision. The textures, the green growing through it, the vastness and the presence of it all takes one to a different dimension. Thoughts seem so foreign, because breath is all that truly exists here.
The wallpaper of a sky lets my mind get lost in this waking dream. To my eyes and to my body, it all seems so real. But to the me within, it all feels so much bigger. Maybe “real” is just what I imagine it to be.
I guess the best part of this trek is the freedom through it all. Sure, man carved out this hike to be walkable, but, the hue of Creation birthed this magical life we call nature. I can feel freedom flowing and dancing in every scene. As I ponder about this freedom, I realize the uniqueness of every plant, rock, patch of dirt, and mountain is what makes it is so magical. I think hue-mans are a lot like that.
I stop to soak in the harmony before I turn back around. I’ve always had this image in my brain of holding my own book in Sedona, and in this moment, I know now is the time to make that image a reality. I let the pages of my words breathe in the melody of peace that surrounds. And as I do this, I hear a tree speaking back to me. So, I let my book rest in its gentle arms. And all feels so truly complete.
Well, if you haven’t guessed it, I am back in Sedona! It’s already been such a magical trip, I hope my words do it justice! Just wanted to share a piece of it with you and take you into a little vortex of the beauty Sedona brings. Thank you so much for reading! For a fun bonus, I compiled the images into a quick video too! I think these images deserved to be experienced in the stillness of the soul and in the beat of music’s imagination! Be fearless and free -Ace
My debut book, The Waking Dream, is out now! To purchase, click here more info!
There’s such peace in the stillness, I could sit in it for hours. As I stared at this blank screen for a while, there was so much joy in the presence. Part of me didn’t want words to come, but the words just found me as I let go of needing them.
The cozy structure of my orbit chair captures my aura. I often think of my orbit chair when I think about energy; just as this chair blocks out the world through its protective walls, there’s an opening where reality can enter and exit. So, just like my aura is my protective shield, there’s still an opening – one I’ve learned to take true care of. That’s the first thought that runs through my head during my adventures in stillness.
My fingers rest gently on the comfort of my computer’s keys. My eyes rest gently on the comfort of my computer’s blank screen. My soul rests gently in the unknowns of where stillness will take me. This comfort is one I’ve learned to love. In the past, the still and the lack of words would create a rush in my mind. But now, one of my favorite parts about writing are those moments where I don’t know what’s going to come. There’s a certain indescribable thrill there.
I feel the tingling in my hands and the energy in my toes. I get to that place where all is so still and alive, that feeling goes away. It’s not at all numbness, it is a beingness – I’m so deeply aware of every wave in my soul, that the body floats away. I first found this state in practicing lucid dreaming, it immediately felt like home. All labels, constructs and movement go away – it’s just me and that something within. You know when you’re in the car and you know you’re going at 50 mph, but you just don’t feel it? Now imagine that feeling in your own vehicle, your body; that’s the state I’m talking about. I know I am in my body but in this delightful stillness – I don’t feel it.
Years ago, the stillness scared me. Today, the stillness is my favorite place to be. I find it in the rush, I find it in the unknown and I become it whenever I choose. It’s an instant reboot on reality, an instant connection to the Universe (you). So today, when the speed of life tries to encapsulate you, breathe and be still. Find the comfort in the presence of deeply being and sit in the depths of truly being alive. You are in control of the way you live. -Ace
My debut book, The Waking Dream, is out now! To purchase, click here for more info!
So fun to collaborate with my little brother again! We are both competitive tennis players and train together daily. A friend challenged us to write about tennis, and this piece was born! It was crazy to summarize twelve years of playing a sport in a few lines, but if there’s anyone who could do it with me, it’s my bro! Being an athlete has blessed me in so many ways; one of those ways is in becoming fearless and free, another is in strengthening my relationship with my brother. Go check out his site if you haven’t already, he’s full of joy vibes! Thank you for reading, we hope this helps you on your journey! Be fearless and free -Ace
My debut book, The Waking Dream, is out now! To purchase, click here for more info!
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