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The Trail

June 19th, 2021

We’re on this ever-lasting trail called, life. The trail is constantly changing in its twists and turns, elevation, speed, conditions, surroundings and intensity – it’s life. Although we are all walking this trail together, we each walk our own perception.

On this trail, we see differently. Some see external reality, others see internal reality, some enjoy the night, others the sun, some see all the challenges ahead, others see the next step – some see change in the light, others in the dark.

This trail takes us to newer versions of ourselves, to the Universe deeply within us and to dreams our hearts had dreamt long ago. Each step of the trail shows us something, each step presents us with an opportunity to grow and a sign to authentically be. Sometimes those signs are easy to see and soothingly comforting. Sometimes those signs are hidden under layers of vision, harder to discover. But, all the time, those signs are there, guiding you on this trail and nudging you along the journey – it’s your choice to see.

The wonder of this trail is the people it aligns on the quest. Some people will walk the trail next to you every step of the way, some will join in a for a few steps, some for a few miles and some for a lot more. And then, there will be a time they fade away and that is just the journey. All walks of life can walk into our life, but when we are aligned with our truth, we attract exactly what we need to grow.

The trail has no end. There is no death or pause, all always keeps going. So, this life may end, but that doesn’t mean a million other lives can’t begin. In a split second, all can change. In the blink of an eye, all can remain the same. But in every blink or split, we choose our perception – always. The trail will always be there for us, but will we be there for it?

To our trail, to my trail – thank you. I see you for all that you are and all that you teach me to be. Thank you for showing me my strength and for making this journey fun. I love seeing your little signs and watching the sun light up my footprints. I show me where to go, but you show me how to go. So, I thank you for every crossroad, for every lesson, for every vision, for every dream and for every me.

Be fearless and free -Ace
You Can Always Shine

June 13th, 2021

There was a sun planted in a wallpaper of a sky. The sun was an infinite being and very much alive. It shined an enchanting glow to all, but only the few who had tapped into their own light could truly see.

One day, a cloud covered the sun’s soul. The sky went dark and murky, and all of the sudden the world seemed so lost. The sun smiled through its rays, as the cloud shifted a little.

With one ray peeking through the cloud’s dome, the sun felt so peacefully still. Its light was being shadowed, but its heart was beaming. The sun had remembered it was a star.

The cloud tried to expand, it tried to drift to cover the sparkling rays; but, it was still losing this invisible battle. The cloud couldn’t get to the sun – no matter how hard it tried, the sun just smiled and sat deeper in joy’s depths.

The sun gently, preciously and lovingly whispered to the cloud, “I forgive you.”

The cloud lost all control, it was flustered by the sun’s genuine love. And in an instant, the cloud disappeared. The world was aglow once again, as the sun basked in freedom. All had changed with just a few simple words.

Through true love, you can always shine.

Be fearless and free -Ace
We Are One

June 3rd, 2021

We are all puzzle pieces in the infinite puzzle of this life. Each piece is unique in their structure and color. But together, all these unique pieces create something bigger than their forms, something divine. The Universe in each piece reflects upon the other, because together, we are one.

We are each a unique wave in this eternal ocean of the Universe. Each wave with its own force, its own rise and crash, its own depth and its own soothing sound. But together, each wave connects into something much more ethereal, a forever intrinsic feeling. The light within each fragment of every wave shines, because together, we are one.

We are each a step on this endless staircase of destiny. Each step is equal, but special in its purpose, action, foundation and gentle nudge. Together, every step helps each other evolve and build something grand, something sacred. The inspiration to progress and the drive to climb this boundless journey is found within, because together, we are one.

We are each a magnet connected to this board of fate. Each magnet is distinctive in its personality, design, perception and strength. But together, all the magnets unite and present something deeper, something precious. The wonder and character through the vastness in each piece travels through many dreams, because together, we are one.

We are One. We are a team, here for a reason and living this dream together!! I’d so love to hear your favorite analogy!! Be fearless and free – Ace
The In Between Dreams Of Divine Silence

June 2nd, 2021

There was a force – its presence indescribable, its space comforting, its aura beyond words and its soul so familiar, yet oddly empty. When the force traveled and danced around in the space known as, air, it would whisper and holler at once. Its soft embrace would eventually land on something. Sometimes, that “something” would present itself as the sky, the sun, a blooming rose, a fleeting hummingbird or, better yet, the magical beings even the force couldn’t quite understand – the human beings.

All time and space folds on top of itself, for time is the ultimate illusion. This force lived beyond constructs known as “time”, the force lived in the vastness and yet soothing emptiness of the Universe. So, at this seemingly current timeline, the force landed in a human being, a soul. In an instant, the force knew every piece, every dream, every past, every now and every wonder this soul had ever immersed herself in – because in stillness, creation speaks.

This soul felt the warm touch of a certain something around. The “certain something” was alive but beyond vision and words, it seemed to play in the echoes of love, peace and harmony. So, this soul let down her shield of protection, took a deep breath and let the “certain something” swim in every wave of her ocean.

All else stopped – the walls became malleable, everything her eyes could see became blurry, her mind was blank, but her intuition vividly spoke. There was such comfort in the emptiness; like a connection to something bigger than this life, something vast – something like home.

The force had found its resting spot in this soul’s intuition. Something about it was open but protected, alive but calm and in touch with a fragment of our true home, the Universe. So, the force nestled in her intuition’s vortex and breathed to the tune of her heart’s rhythm.

It didn’t take long for the force and the soul to become one, because together they were already source.

“When you blink, you’re entering two different realities. Eyes open – illusions are present, labels are aplenty, and versions of you are simultaneously testing the piece of you here in this timeline. Eyes closed – you’re home. Empty space, imagination for eons, free of illusional constructs, adventures in your daydreams, a certain indescribable grandness to be explored – a certain familiarity, a certain magic, a certain comfort, a certain home. As you enter and exit both realities, soak in your emotions and be gentle with yourself. You’re here for a reason, a reason to find home in this lost dream you now call, life.”

The force floated away. The soul smiled, basking in the last few whisps of the force’s essence. To the soul, it seemed like a few seconds. To the force, it was a quick forever. The soul knew these forceful visits well, she called them “the in-between dreams,” for they were little in-between moments only familiar from her dreams. The force knew these ethereal visits well, it called them “divine silence,” for the soul is divine and the force, it, has always been silence.

Author’s Note – The Soul is always beyond his/her, the soul is oneness. For the sake of writing, I chose to make the soul “her”, but keep in mind that the soul is beyond all labels.
The Life Of Her Journal

May 12th, 2021

There was a journal, leather bound, medium in size and filled with crisp, unlined pages. It sat on the shelves of a cozy little shop waiting for a writer to hug it tight and bring it to life. It wasn’t long before the Universe delivered its wish. One starry Wednesday night seemed to be the perfect moment for this journal’s true journey to begin.

The soul who chose this journal had a lot of thoughts. She was a writer at heart, a dreamer in the mind and a galaxy within. The journal connected to the soul’s creativity in her veins and drive in her heart – together they would make a magical team.

The first entry was always the scariest for both the journal and the soul. Something about ruining the first blank page scared her. And for the journal, the feeling of the pen hitting its smooth paper skin or the words burning into its essence brought a little fear. But, what’s a true victory without a little practice of courage?

So, she untied the string that held this journal together, opened the leather folds of the cover and rested her hand on the first blank page. She took a deep breath and began writing. And while the soul was still courageously getting into her zone, the journal had lost all fear. When the soul’s hand rested on its skin, they were connected forever. Touch has the power of creating magic, remembering emotion and connecting beings together eternally. In the purity of her small hands, dainty fingers and callused scars – the journal knew love would always be her quest and that took away any fears.

The journal soaked in her deep, adventurous and raw words. She wrote about change, about growing, about missing someone, about moving forward but most importantly, about her truth – her feelings. Her rhymes felt special on its crinkly pages and her honesty was soothing to the journal. As she wrote a piece of her story, the journal read a piece of its own.

And with their first meeting finished, she folded the leather cover, wrapped the tie and placed her hand on its smooth soul. The journal smiled through the insides of the pages and continued to dive into her words. Her words were words this journal would be reading forever and ever.

Some poems, a song, and a few unfinished drafts later, the journal and the soul were bonded. The soul would pick up this journal usually at night, right before she drifted off into dreamland but was still awake enough in her waking land. The journal patiently waited all day for those nights when it could dive into her pen’s interpretation of her feelings and her erased words – for those were the words that spoke the loudest. She took her time in filling the journal’s precious pages, as the journey of completing a journal was a life in its own. She cherished the feeling of more blank pages, it let her imagination play around more and somewhere inside, she truly felt the journal was alive.

And that’s what the journal loved, it’d found a soul who believed in the Universe, who believed in love and who believed in IT.
Must See Surprise!!!!!!

April 22nd, 2021

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My new book, Her Soul’s Past is out now!!! It is a free download you can click above!! I encourage you to read it, it’s 12 pages and I know you’ll get something out of it!! I’m so excited to finally share it with you! I’d love to hear what you think, it’d mean the world to me!!! After I wrote Remembering The Light, my first book, this came pretty soon after! They are completely different and uniquely their own!! So, go read!!! And enjoy!! In this day and age, I think we could all use a little break from reality and something to lift our spirits – Her Soul’s Past will do just that!!! Be fearless and free -Ace

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We Are Love

April 16th, 2021

We are all stars, living in a world of the night sky. We help each other shine brighter, we shoot across the sky and through our challenges we soar. Maybe the sky we see at night, is only a reflection of the world we live in.

This world is a big, strong and sturdy tree. We are the leaves and branches which make the tree beautiful. The wind and rain let us shake and become stronger, the sun lets us grow and reconnect with our roots and the energy of spring lets us blossom. We are the roots of nature and the blooming of love.

We are the shells of this mighty ocean of a world. Each one of us is unique in our passions, truths and journeys. Paradoxically, we are united, we are one. The ocean crashes hard on the shore, it’s sometimes rocky and it’s always unpredictable. But, us shells stay strong, face our cracks, enjoy the ebbs and flows of the ocean’s ups and downs and most of all, we rise with the tide.

This world is an infinite library and we are the books that give it life. Our stories our riveting, full of wonder, untold and unfinished, powerful and perfectly us. Some of us have filled chapters, others are just at the beginning. Through every waking moment in our lives, we are writing our story. The ups and downs, the twists and turns, the mistakes and the lessons – those are what bind our books together; those moments become our backbone.

The world is our collective pillow; we are the dreams. The pillow can be a comfort or a daunting beginning to a sleepless night. But we are the dreams that make the pillow real – we are the visions, the perception. We, the dreams, are rich in depth, strong in reality and alive in memories. The pillow is powerless without us, because we illuminate life as life challenges and surprises us.

Life is the ultimate picture frame, and we are the picture. The picture is never complete, it’s always changing, evolving and transforming. And that imperfection is what makes the picture so beautiful. Our frame can be sturdy, magical in its design and memorable in its structure; or, it can be flimsy, boring or cluttered in its design or even memorable in its dislike– the choice is always ours.

We are the Universe, reflecting itself onto others in this world of the Creator’s creation.

Which analogy resonates the most with you? I’d so love to hear!!! I hope this helps you on your journey! We’re all on this journey together! Be fearless and free -Ace
My Story Of Unanswered Questions

April 6th, 2021

Unanswered questions came knocking at my door, I opened it and let them in. Then that happened again and again and again; the nagging voices got worse each time. I jumped in, I gave them space in my head, I let them soak in all my attention, I watched them appear in my dreams – I saw them in the back of my head every single day.

I let these unanswered questions search for my fear and they found it, my fear being the future. All the uncertainty and change was a golden opportunity for my unanswered questions to run wild. I could get distracted for a period of time, but when silence visited, they knew it was too peaceful in my head. My barrier was down and they swarmed my brain like an army of well-trained soldiers, each knowing every angle that they could attack.

I started bringing my awareness to all the visits from my unanswered questions, I’d watch as one thought would spark the next, each one piling on top of each other until my belief crumbled. But, when I picked another thought aligned with love, or when I let my own voice speak up, they’d all fly away. It took conscious awareness to push them away and this was something so exhausting, but, incredibly worthwhile. Like a battle in my own head, I was done surrendering, I had to stand up for myself before their strategies controlled my whole being.

After some practice of consciously fighting back with love, I realized fighting wasn’t the answer, letting go was. These unanswered questions and the fear behind them aren’t the real me, they’re just little parasites trying to take away my power. They could be evil, but why attach a label? When you put a label of fear, more fear attaches. So, instead I just asked myself a simple question, which thoughts are serving me a higher good – love or fear?

So, when the first soldier or unanswered question popped in my head, I’d notice it, but, I let it float away. All the forces of my higher self were ready and waiting, but, the battle was irrelevant. It just became about choice, and I finally chose to pick me and love above all else. These unanswered questions never stopped visiting, I just paid less and less attention. So, my reality and their reality was no longer a match. Don’t get me wrong, this wasn’t just any easy split second decision. This was a conscious effort that I made over and over again, until it became subconscious. Once I know longer thought about it and just let the love in me do the work, these unanswered questions had no power or life – after all, I am the vessel that chooses whether to give them life or not.

Letting go, has never been easy for me, but, it’s always been rewarding. After practicing letting go in a billion little battles in my head, it became one big let go – fear. My fear of the future lost its grasp on me and I let go. I realized so much is out of my control, but what I can control, is the way I handle the uncertainty. My thoughts will become reality, and that’s my place in my future. So, as the Universe (above and in me) smiled down on this lesson learned, it hugged me too.

Just as I’d let go, it showed me the answer. I internally smiled because it’s funny when we no longer worry about something, the worry gets answered.

And that’s when the Universe, me, whispered, “Simplicity is all there is. Simply let go, and I’ll take care of the rest. Enjoy the ride.”

Be fearless and free -Ace
Reflecting My Glass

March 12th, 2021

I look in the mirror, and smile at my reflection. Sometimes, I feel I’m just looking at myself, other times I feel I’m looking at a me from far away. I put my hand on the glass and soak in the chill, then I close my eyes and play my reflection back in my head. I start to form some words to say to myself, but, I know the me in my reflection already knows what I have to say. So, I open my eyes and smile as I watch the glass illuminate the sparkle in my eyes and the twinkle in my teeth. I turn the lights off, shut the door and leave that experience waiting for more.

I pick up the shard of glass and watch the light dance on it. First comes purple, reminding me of that thing that makes me happy-sad. Then green shines through the sharp corner, reminding me of that experience that makes me euphoric. Those colors disappear, blue takes over and I sink into the floor; it reminds me of the moments I have alone, just me, myself and I. As the blue exits, yellow enters and brings a smile to my face for a reason unknown. Yellow moves to the upper left corner of this jagged shard and pink starts to dance; the pink reminds me of all the days love taught me to let go. Through my window, the sun sets and the dark night sky takes over. My shard becomes clear again, and I rise from the floor; this experience is one I’ll remember for sure.

The glass breaks and the sound sends a charge through my body. A million pieces scatter on the floor, funny enough, they remind me of my own glass pieces. Each shard has its own energy, personality and glow. But, when they’re together, they create something beautiful and unique of their own. I flash the two memories back and forth – the whole piece of glass and the million broken shards. But, are they really broken? Or are they in their natural form? As I’m cleaning up this so called mess, I change my thought perception. What if on my whole days I’m still a million broken shards, but they just create something a little more beautiful? And what if on the days when the shards of glass stay shards, I’m just being more vulnerable and real?

I’ve had glass analogies running in my head for quite some time now! I really like each of these outlooks, they are unique and different, but, there’s that something that pulls them all together! Which analogy resonates the most with you? I’d so love to hear!! I think I’ll forever have a different perspective whenever I see glass! I hope this helps you on your journey!! Be fearless and free -Ace
One Night

February 22nd, 2021

Ticking clocks, burning lights and the spinning fan all begin to fade. I lay awake, waiting for my eyes to drift and my mind to wander; but something holds me back. Thoughts are rumbling, the power in my vision is still so alive and the beat to my heart echoes in the room. My bed feels comforting but its gentle rock isn’t putting me to asleep, it’s giving me that moment in the movies, when the depth of this journey is all in one’s sight. She comes and he follows, he stays and she wanders; she whispers, he hollers. I hear them both, but I go blank and roll over, now isn’t the time for conversations with myself about you.

Then I realize, society’s time crutch isn’t the reality I’m “supposed” to live in. My reality is shaped by the feelings, intentions and beliefs I carry, not the numbers they construct. So, the spinning fan starts to come back and I get up to collect myself. I say hello to everyone in my head, I say goodbye to silence.

But it’s in that moment, it all fades again – because when you let go, everything becomes clear.

Be fearless and free -Ace