MOTHER’S DAY: What’s Your Favorite About Your Mother?

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HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY


What’s your favorite or most-loved thing about your mother?
I’m gonna share mine:
My favorite about my mother is that she still is the only person who can make me fall asleep like a child. I am always having a hard time falling asleep so I’d always wish she’s beside me because she’s the only one who has the patience to run a hand through my hair until I feel sleepy enough even if she has already fallen asleep. She would wake up when she feels that I’m still awake and keep up with the brushing of my hair. Sometimes really I don’t mind if she sleeps first even if she tries her best to stay awake while running her hand through my hair, it’s more than enough to feel her Love with that simple gesture. Falling asleep comfortably is one of those best things in life that are free because it’s made of Love. The last time I had fallen asleep beside her was when she was hospitalized, even if the bed wasn’t big enough for two and she was adjusting to the IV, she insisted that I sleep on the bed because I was not in a snug spot. Mothers, even if they’re feeble, they will always put us first.
I hope you are having a great time with your mothers! Bless them more for giving you beautiful Souls a place on Earth.


PS: I accidentally smudged the ink on this artwork but I kept it that way because I realized how metaphorical it was of what we were as a child until what we are as adults, we often mess things up since we are imperfect but our Mothers will still adore us regardless.

-Nicola An

“Be a Healer” A Reminder to Consciously Combat the Pandemic

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Earth is healing when we collectively become conscious that we are not in control, finally our planet has found its will to breathe well when our hands let loose, freeing from suffocation. In the same way, we are supposed to heal and be healed while we are given this much time to rest and recuperate as we all are exhausted and most cases of sickness do occur when exhaustion is bearing down on us and when we are not fine, we tend to make one another sick.
LONG BEFORE the virus got its name and became rife, the world’s already critically ill, perhaps this pandemic is just an OUTWARD manifestation of our ego’s disease. We may not be in a utopian century where everything seems perfect but we have been more inclined to decimation that we turned our safe haven into a ruthless adversary causing us to feel powerless.
We whine and rant vehemently out of fear, we think we are done for because the world is a cruel place, the problem is that very thinking that the problem is outside ourselves. WE ARE THE CRUELTY OF THE WORLD because we feed each other resentment and pain through violent words and actions whether we are aware of it or not.
If you don’t believe in God, at least try to realize that life is an energy force that moves through every bit of what we are. If we want paradise, then allow your mind, body and spirit to commit to healing yourself that you eventually do this world a favor by becoming a healer yourself anywhere you set foot.

-Nicola An

April 2020, Pink Full Moon

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How’s everyone?

Despite the world’s plight now, let’s not forget how the cosmos truly cares for us. We have the Pink Moon to rise as of the moment, and I pulled a single Oracle card today just for a quick message. Surprised me that the card again is the same card that I pulled before the virus widely took its toll on many other countries.We still have “Purification” or the RAIN card while on lockdown. We are still being cleansed [purified], if you think of rainy days, the situation is practically about staying at home like where we are these days. Like the good news that Mother Earth is healing I guess that is one thing about purification too which we should apply to ourselves. We are given the opportunity now to remove the unnecessary from our lives and to tidy our thoughts to become a renewed human being with a clearer perspective. In the process of searching for the cure to combat the virus, we also ought to find the cure that will free us from our own diseases that disrupt our way to salvation, our self-awareness.
May we all recover from our respective diseases and be reminded of our innate strength as children of God deserving of the Universe’s magnificence and abundance.

-Love and Crystal Light 
Nicola An

“Limbo” by Nicola An

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Sometimes, I feel like I have run away far from myself with a one-way-ticket decision, my footsteps unheard like my muted words I arduously fumble for that even my treasured dry blossoms look flat-out useless in my sight. All the universes seem to be just sleeping inside me- a disconcerting silence ringing.

But this is the very moment I realize that you can only give yourself the space and time to recuperate and grow when you detach from you, by learning that you can be more than everything you’ve known about yourself. Just because you have come to shed another layer of yourself doesn’t mean you have gone astray.

You can’t always stay as a bird in a cage when you can actually fly. Feeling lost is not a setback, it’s a timely opportunity of seeking so you can let go of your invariable idea of who you are, don’t just color yourself with one hue when there are millions you can dare try.
Be patient with this emptiness and quest, it’s always worth waiting for yourself if you put your faith in the many ways you can flourish and shine once again.

-Infinitely,
Nicola An

Illuminated Decade

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Another decade has commenced, may we live in ILLUMINATION INSTEAD OF ILLUSION, that we get rid of this grotesque mask that overshadows our authentic self and choose to shape a renewed reality by becoming real. May we learn to be honest with what we want and what we don’t want anymore, have the courage to follow what our heart longs for and drop everything else that does not make us feel comfortable, appreciate what we already have and work for what we aspire with a clean conscience, and may we dare to acknowledge our insecurities and make them a huge part of how beautiful we are as imperfect humans. May we all see that the true light we are looking for in the dark, the LOVE we deserve is in our keen and full acceptance of who we really are inside and outside.
YOU ARE THE LIGHT YOU SEEK, WAKE UP. -Infinitely,
Nicola An

Standstill

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I hope that in every interval when you are in a standstill, your thoughts follow suit, that your mind remains undisturbed and you will only feel the cosmos vibrating in your core with the highest frequency of LOVE. That when you lie in bed at night with the same silence, you are filled with appreciation instead of resentment and anxiety so the moment you wake up the next day, the voice will be a peaceful prayer of gratitude inviting your abundance. Keep at it until it becomes a healthy normal habit.

-Nicola An

“Cleaving”

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cleaving

Looking at old photographs, I feel entirely estranged from a familiar time. It’s like I was always borrowed by something against my will. Bleak skies and suffocating pitch-black walls I can picture out making me cringe. As I see myself now, a fresh painting with warm colors that every loving smile I wear can emulate the sight of the sun peeking at dawn, all those old photographs are such a distant,forgotten dream. Although I may ask again if we really do forget because after all,we’re made to live through our memories but just because we’re haunted doesn’t mean we should be scared.

Becoming isn’t about putting on a new self but rather, unveiling your true self. As far as being spiritually grown, I am well aware of what I was and what I still am. Sure, I have forgiven the ways I had punished myself and understood the wounds that had to teach me my biggest lessons, nights and mornings have gotten along well with me, still and serene in between and that I have learned to dance despite the unpleasant music I sometimes have to face, there come those moments when I feel awfully alone, I sit down with the same emotions calling me out as though the little devil that used to feed me lies is creeping up again, and yet for what must be a poking miracle, I can easily brush off that unwanted presence and see the brighter reality in a single blink. I know that I can be the old me and at the same time, different from that person.

You, recognizing the slave and the master in yourself can be achieved when you allow this awakening to take over all that you’ve ever been. There will always be an aching in you, hunger and loss will still greet you venomously that you may feel your past resurfacing– this total relapse gobbling you bit by bit.

See? Like always, you fall and break but the good news is you don’t pick up those broken pieces anymore to collect and keep them but to immediately throw them away. You are both inside and outside of yourself, the one who breaks and the true Self that watches and patches up everything for you.

Remember this whenever you feel alone.Looking at old photographs, I feel entirely estranged from a familiar time. It’s like I was always borrowed by something against my will. Bleak skies and suffocating pitch-black walls I can picture out making me cringe. As I see myself now, a fresh painting with warm colors that every loving smile I wear can emulate the sight of the sun peeking at dawn, all those old photographs are such a distant,forgotten dream. Although I may ask again if we really do forget because after all,we’re made to live through our memories but just because we’re haunted doesn’t mean we should be scared.

Becoming isn’t about putting on a new self but rather, unveiling your true self. As far as being spiritually grown, I am well aware of what I was and what I still am. Sure, I have forgiven the ways I had punished myself and understood the wounds that had to teach me my biggest lessons, nights and mornings have gotten along well with me, still and serene in between and that I have learned to dance despite the unpleasant music I sometimes have to face, there come those moments when I feel awfully alone, I sit down with the same emotions calling me out as though the little devil that used to feed me lies is creeping up again, and yet for what must be a poking miracle, I can easily brush off that unwanted presence and see the brighter reality in a single blink. I know that I can be the old me and at the same time, different form that person.

You, recognizing the slave and the master in yourself can be achieved when you allow this awakening to take over all that you’ve ever been. There will always be an aching in you, hunger and loss will still greet you venomously that you may feel your past resurfacing– this total relapse gobbling you bit by bit.

See? Like always, you fall and break but the good news is you don’t pick up those broken pieces anymore to collect and keep them but to immediately throw them away. You are both inside and outside of yourself, the one who breaks and the true Self that watches and patches up everything for you.

Remember this whenever you feel alone.

 

-Nicola An

 

“Brightest One” Spoken Word Poetry by Nicola An

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CLICK TO READ AND LISTEN TO FULL POEM: “Brightest One” by Nicola An

“I grew up staring at the stars, not knowing

which one was the brightest until I saw you that

all the stars I look at now are the brightest

because looking at one is also seeing you”

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