It rises
It sets
It shines
It’s blocked
It will always rise again
It flows
It falls
It ascends
It’s littered
It will always flow again
It grows
It sheds
It blossoms
It’s chopped
It will always grow again
We dance
We crash
We fly
We’re tested
We will always dance again
Just like the sun will always rise, the ocean will always flow and the trees will always grow – we will always dance. This is human nature.
-Grace
The whoosh
of turning a crisp page
The whirl
of setting an invisible stage
The rustle
of wind running through a tree
The tumble
of waves washing on the sea
The silence
of roots tunneling into the earth
The whisper
of a season’s new birth
The meaning of sound
hits us round and round
It’s something we let pass us by
yet we know inside it will always fly
In every moment you look
there’s a song to hear
In every lesson we took
was a harmony so clear
My name is grace
but my sound has a different pace
A verse without labels or forms
and a chorus with peaceful storms
-Grace
If you see my face
I’d smile in the space
Would you see the real me?
Either way, I’ll be free
If you deal with my phase
I’d fall in your gaze
Would you then be afraid?
I’m more than reflection’s shade
If you read my phrase
I’d still be traveling my maze
Would you frame what I feel?
I am me, always real
If you stitch with colorful threads
Wound tight, my love still spreads
Would the patterns be revealed?
I’ll be courageous, take down my shield
If you look in darker clouds
I stand apart from the crowds
Would you shine the pure energy?
I am my own galactic synergy
If you sea me dead
I still exist, never fled
Would I fly in the sky consciously?
I’d be at home, honestly
If you smell the essence
I’d absorb love’s fluorescence
Would you inhale the serenity?
I’d exhale fear’s identity
If you sense with grace
I dream the rest of this chase
Would you be divine synchronicity?
I am infinity’s electricity
Ace + Navin
Thank you so much to my dear friend, Navin, for doing this collaboration with me! Such a blessing to combine flows on this one! Be fearless and free and soak in all the lessons your flow is teaching you!
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I open the gate, and enter the climb. It’s as if I’ve entered this otherworldly vortex into the red rock. Speaking of the red rock, it surrounds me, everywhere I look, it’s there smiling down at me. The red rock has memories and spirit just like the trees and bushes, the clay that my shoes march on and the rocks that are stuck in the ground and loosely laying on the clay. The chilly air brushes past me as the sun tries to emerge from the clouds. Try as it might, the chill of the winter always comes strongly through, and I’m starting to enjoy it.
I start surrounded by red rock, the terrain and the crunch of my feet against the rough clay is one of my favorite sounds. I keep up my pace and breathe in the crisp air, the rock surrounding me, makes me feel at home, as though nothing can enter this magical little bubble I’m encapsulated in.
Then I meet the crossroads and enter a trail that’s lower to the ground. There’s more dirt here, and I’m just realizing I’ve entered a new bubble; the bubble of the majestic trees. I look up and all I see is the tops of long trees and a little hint of some more red rock. The air is cooler in this bubble, and the chill that runs through my spine awakens my soul. I’ve had visions of this foresty reality, it seems so familiar yet so new. I enjoy the feeling this place brings, it’s as if I’m in a scene in a movie. I put my hands on the rough bark and feel the soul of the tree, I hear it smiling down at me and inhaling my aura. I take my hand off the tree and keep walking, through the crunch of the leaves as the dirt runs into my shoes. Usually, the extra dirt would bother me but, I think it’s the energy in the air that makes me relax about it.
As I start the trek back, I move faster, the downhill terrain giving me momentum. But I try to slow down, I want to savor this moment with the trees, the dirt, the leaves, the red rock and the chill air. My soul feels so at peace and my mind is at ease, I realize my thoughts have evaporated during this entire walk. Maybe that’s my doing, or is yet again the magic of Sedona? I don’t look for an answer as I continue to enjoy the clear space in my head.
Before I know it, the four miles are up and this hike is over. It does feel different as I exit the bubble I was in for a few hours, I feel like I’ve entered the world again. Maybe this hike was a daydream or maybe it was an escape into a vortex, no matter what I will never forget the magic.
Be fearless and free -Ace
The tree sighed, but to the outside it looked as if it swayed in the misty wind. The tree reground its roots and tapped into its connection to the soil, the sun, the emotions of the sky and the gentle touch of any creature who visited it. The tree looked down at the distracted, and somewhat lost beings of Earth. The tree shook off the energy, but yet again to the outside world it just looked like the wind brushing off its leaves. But this girl was different, the rectangle in everyone’s hands that kept people out of touch, was nowhere to be found with this girl. Her smile showed the colors of her soul and her eyes showed the curiosity of her heart. The tree smiled back at her, to most it may have looked like it lost some leaves, but to this girl, she could truly see the tree. She placed one hand on its tough, prickly bark; she closed her eyes, let her soul consume her body, let the fire inside her burn brighter and she tapped into the part of her that was connected to this tree, the Universe.
The tree felt her spirit and spoke, “Sunlight Energy.” The tree could give this girl guidance and advice on her journey, but the tree wasn’t going to spell it out, that was her journey. The tree took in the final breath of her aura and thanked her for the moments of peace they had together. It knew that she understood, just as the tree understood.
The girl opened her eyes, and breathed in the crisp, clean energy that engulfed this tree. She thanked it for its message and the moments of peace they had together. She smiled at the sky; her soul felt at peace, her mind at ease, and her heart felt supported and loved. Now, it was time to spread her sunlight energy.
Be fearless and free -Ace
The wind blew gently off her shoulders, the trees danced to the music of the birds and as the flowers bloomed in the shine of the sun her vivacious spirit transformed, with all of Earth by her side she became one and time stopped allowing her soul to truly be free. -Ace
Fearless Free Soul 