reflections from a leo on lions gate ♾ I took these photos on the 22222 portal as an ode to cellulite and spring water. I had just stepped off the celibacy ship I was sailing for 5 months straight. I wasn't seasick or parched but land still felt foreign. I spent those months building a keel to navigate me through the most treacherous emotions, learning how to move with wind instead of fighting it and finally facing my shadows because they were my only company. I suppose I also took these photos in celebration of the end of that voyage. To be exact, these are where I broke through the darkness and into the light. The post-death rebirth. I didn't know it yet, but I certainly felt it. Unleashed magnetism. Manifesting in real time. Palpable connection to source, the remembrance that we always have a direct line. A constant stream of downloads. Unfounded bliss. A beam of pleasure and protection shining on me like a lighthouse. There have been so many moments since these photos where I thought I lost what I felt then. Sitting in all the glory of my cellulite and spring water. That I would never be able to access that frequency again. Certainly not without moving through the same pain, darkness, and death. As though in order to be worthy of the highs, the love, and the connection... I have to drown. I spent my morning reading over the last 6 months of journal entries and it really dawned on me. The power to save myself, give myself everything I desire and love myself is within me. I never lose it. I never lost it. I just forget. All I have to do is remember again.