Somethings from the Gram

Written By Khadija Ahmaddiya
We all have choices, in every instant, in every action. A choice in how we show up, respond, inter-act and react. Executed motives are choices we call actions. Own them.... their purpose, their consequences, and the energy they produce. What energy a
We all have choices, in every instant, in every action. A choice in how we show up, respond, inter-act and react. Executed motives are choices we call actions. Own them.... their purpose, their consequences, and the energy they produce. What energy are you producing? What is fueling your experience? I ask these questions to gain clarity, as a point of reflection and insight to what I want. What life experience serves me and the collective? I am learning what it means to be of service, to myself, and then my fellow earth beings. 🌍✨ #doodleonthestars
Rising to purpose this morning was a great blessing in my life. The joy that swelled in my heart kept the fear at bay. There was such great ambition and clarity before I even set an intention. I have been quietly wondering about purpose and what it m
Rising to purpose this morning was a great blessing in my life. The joy that swelled in my heart kept the fear at bay. There was such great ambition and clarity before I even set an intention. I have been quietly wondering about purpose and what it must feel like. Sometimes I am clear of my desires… but not crystal clear on my purpose… I am seeing how the two align; how my desires are birthed FROM my purpose. The journey is in finding the connection. Bringing them together in harmony for healing and offering service for the growth of others. With this, I receive a new lesson in intention. Instead of a to-do list, let there be an intention list… marked with soulful dreams and the actions to manifest them. β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β €β € For our selves: I will rise each day in purpose, finding clarity in my desires, bringing love with my service πŸŒΏπŸŒ»πŸ’« #doodleonthestars #purpose
I have a journal full of pages that say “I desire artistic freedom” among other freedoms: financial, romantic, etc. I was so confined by my circumstances, so confined by my mentality, so confined to the lines that people had drawn for th
I have a journal full of pages that say “I desire artistic freedom” among other freedoms: financial, romantic, etc. I was so confined by my circumstances, so confined by my mentality, so confined to the lines that people had drawn for their own lives.... When the ground beneath me broke, my life was no longer parallel to anything that I dreamed. Freedom found me. Survival taught me the unbounded and limitless potential of life...if we say yes, If we write, if we speak, if we DREAM our dreams. ☁️ ***** ANNOUNCEMENT ***** Through this journey, a new work emerges. ‘The InnerSection’ ; a multimedia piece examining suffering and it’s relationship to community and creation. I utilize my artistic freedom to explore this journey through the pain, into grace and finally ~ service for the collective growth. I am honored to collaborate with my brilliant loved ones who give of themselves so generously, whose minds I admire and whose art I cherish. @myssirobinson 🎨@arckatron🎢 @sophiadebaun πŸŽ₯ I am thrilled to announce that ‘The InnerSection’ is supported by a 2020 Project Grant from @newmusicusa . We are honored to have our work supported alongside diverse creators across the United States! Link for our project page is in my bio! Follow our process & participate in this healing 🌍 #TheInnerSection #ProjectGrants #doodleonthestars
Ownership and agency. A new part of my journey. I see long paths, roads filled with sunshine. I see the rain. The inescapable and inevitable pain. I also see the strength and intention to rise; the desire to be in a constant state of love.... of peac
Ownership and agency. A new part of my journey. I see long paths, roads filled with sunshine. I see the rain. The inescapable and inevitable pain. I also see the strength and intention to rise; the desire to be in a constant state of love.... of peace and understanding. The desire to trust; to be able to fully surrender to divine will and nature. Nature trusts itself to heal, to create more & more life. It just is, never trying, never imposing upon itself.
Back to the self I go. Reluctantly I sit, but with an eager heart I journey. A realization strikes me: Once upon a time, my life was filled to the brim with chaos and external occurrences. I didn’t have much time, or clarity to bring to my work
Back to the self I go. Reluctantly I sit, but with an eager heart I journey. A realization strikes me: Once upon a time, my life was filled to the brim with chaos and external occurrences. I didn’t have much time, or clarity to bring to my work, and thus I would fall behind. I forgive myself in loving compassion. Much of my life, I was overwhelmed. πŸƒ Forgive Yourself.
One must approach the day with vigor and joy. Rising to the occasion of life with hope, optimism, and prayer. Freeing up the space that was once occupied with worry, guilt, greed... Filling it with love and intention. I pray for peace, in this mind
One must approach the day with vigor and joy. Rising to the occasion of life with hope, optimism, and prayer. Freeing up the space that was once occupied with worry, guilt, greed... Filling it with love and intention. I pray for peace, in this mind and body. I pray for the hearts of humanity... that we make it through and find in this time, a devotion to self and what is sacred. I pray to understand the suffering and direct the anger at change. I vow to rise, and aggressively pursue my freedom, my love. Opening all channels to positivity, to what is right and true. Blessing myself in gratitude, submitting to the divine. From my heart to yours 🌿 . . . . πŸ“· @__africanaa 🌺
Remember to go back. Reflection is a gift. A recall of the self... a nurturing of dreams, reality and love. The desire to be with myself is met and propelled by the evidence of self left here - in this.......................... I used to worry tha
Remember to go back. Reflection is a gift. A recall of the self... a nurturing of dreams, reality and love. The desire to be with myself is met and propelled by the evidence of self left here - in this.......................... I used to worry that I was repetitive and not creative. I see now that I am committed, bound to my truth. Evidence. My truth calls for awareness, it calls TO the journey. This journey is one of community, dreams, and always... love. Beauty in the record ~ My desires are tangible, validated by the pen... progressing in my heart. πŸ¦‹ ~Dij 🌺🌺 Photos by: @__africanaa
The tides are changing And when they swing low You breathe 🌊 • • • Art in the last slide is by Epaul Julien Entitled: ‘Basquiat returns to the Bayou’ On exhibit at @noaamtreme
The tides are changing And when they swing low You breathe 🌊 • • • Art in the last slide is by Epaul Julien Entitled: ‘Basquiat returns to the Bayou’ On exhibit at @noaamtreme
Sum a dis love πŸ’•
Sum a dis love πŸ’•
I see her floating out there, risen... gazing softly, as if this life could too, be soft 🌷 🌱 πŸ“· by: @point2media
I see her floating out there, risen... gazing softly, as if this life could too, be soft 🌷 🌱 πŸ“· by: @point2media
We all have choices, in every instant, in every action. A choice in how we show up, respond, inter-act and react. Executed motives are choices we call actions. Own them.... their purpose, their consequences, and the energy they produce. What energy a Rising to purpose this morning was a great blessing in my life. The joy that swelled in my heart kept the fear at bay. There was such great ambition and clarity before I even set an intention. I have been quietly wondering about purpose and what it m I have a journal full of pages that say “I desire artistic freedom” among other freedoms: financial, romantic, etc. I was so confined by my circumstances, so confined by my mentality, so confined to the lines that people had drawn for th Ownership and agency. A new part of my journey. I see long paths, roads filled with sunshine. I see the rain. The inescapable and inevitable pain. I also see the strength and intention to rise; the desire to be in a constant state of love.... of peac Back to the self I go. Reluctantly I sit, but with an eager heart I journey. A realization strikes me: Once upon a time, my life was filled to the brim with chaos and external occurrences. I didn’t have much time, or clarity to bring to my work One must approach the day with vigor and joy. Rising to the occasion of life with hope, optimism, and prayer. Freeing up the space that was once occupied with worry, guilt, greed... Filling it with love and intention. I pray for peace, in this mind Remember to go back. Reflection is a gift. A recall of the self... a nurturing of dreams, reality and love. The desire to be with myself is met and propelled by the evidence of self left here - in this.......................... I used to worry tha The tides are changing And when they swing low You breathe 🌊 • • • Art in the last slide is by Epaul Julien Entitled: ‘Basquiat returns to the Bayou’ On exhibit at @noaamtreme Sum a dis love πŸ’• I see her floating out there, risen... gazing softly, as if this life could too, be soft 🌷 🌱 πŸ“· by: @point2media
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