Come to Me 🤍♾️

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Fitzgerald, Georgia

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Family

I have these great big tears welling up in my eyes…

Ones I’ve felt many times before.

It’s a certain type of JOY… those tears… BIG.

As I recall my Aunt Chris dropping the best -well wishes- line I’ve ever heard, “Joy go with you.” I’m reminded of my own Divinity and ability for having compassionate understanding of others.

Not all will walk the same path I have, or even understand it… and some may not share the same compassion, but I can still wish them well… and I do.

To feel your family joyfully & energetically as they testify their love for God. the Lord… how could you not feel the lump in your throat grow ten times larger?

Angels are among us.

When you GET TO witness their compassion, their unconditional love, their own DIVINITY, you also get to witness their Christ Consciousness fill the entire room. It will make you cry…. Those BIG JOY tears.

To be reminded that your wellbeing truly depends on how much you sit with God daily, to pray, to be grateful, to say thank you as many times as you can, to listen and be open to Gods many little gifts and signs… you will begin to see ALL the signs you might have over looked and start to increasingly pick up on them faster.

I know that my time is limited here. I know that it is inevitable to grow. And sometimes that means outgrowing others. Whether that means they have outgrown you or vice versa.

The best thing I can do in those situations is to say to them… “Joy go with you.” so that we can all move on to the things meant for us.

Not all friendships or lovers or situations or jobs or even family will be with you forever… that’s just nature. Sometimes they are just there to show you things so that you can be better as you do move forward.

We are mirrors for each other in that way.

I’m at a choice point. Checkpoint Charlie. And I’ll have to make decisions on what choice I’ll be making. Remain the same… or grow.

I choose the latter. And I thank my family for reminding me of how to do it.

Praise be to God.

🤍♾️K.

PS. This is a call to find my people.

I’m looking for those who sing praises of each other.. that’s what I live for… The praises of each other. To be among those who talk about ideas and philosophies and good things.

I have no room for petty gossip that is none of my business. Politely I remove myself from that frequency and wish it joy as it goes.

I am open to expanding to higher realms of compassion. To surround myself with people of JOY. To sit among those who want to see each other raise in frequency.

To hold the hands of those who have suffered in silence and listen to their stories of how they overcame their own sufferings because it is a brave thing to open up about it. And to wish those who are still suffering some relief.

Just love each other where they are at. Love your neighbor.

PSS. There is a fine line between being judgmental and having discernment. There is a difference. Gossip is judgmental. Discernment is knowing that you really have no idea what others are truly going through, so it is best to just have compassion for them.

Eastern Wharf 🤍🐞🤍

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I do not own the rights to this song. It’s called Under Giant Trees by Agnes Obel samples from TikTok.

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Went to dinner in the Eastern Wharf this evening on the Savannah River. Fleeting was magical. Good company. Fancy mocktails. And I finished my delicious lamb dinner and said thank you about a million times to the lamb for nourishing me.

Of note, the ladybug showed up 5 different times today. 5. Things are changing… luck has entered the room!

🐞K.

The Law Rock. Iceland 🇮🇸 8.1.21

This was a detail at a little church in Lögberg, Iceland 🇮🇸 at The Law Rock. I thought it was so pretty.

I can’t wait to travel again. My hopes is that in the summer of 2022 I can spend my 40th birthday in Switzerland with a pit stop in Germany on the way there.

Create the life you want…

A Pilots Daughter.

This was taken four years ago on our way back from Iceland. Me and my sister missed our connecting flight from Boston to Atlanta and at the time my Dad was a private pilot for a lady in Boston. As luck would have it his G450 was headed to Savannah for maintenance and service… literally the next day after we landed in Boston. So we got a free ride in a luxury Gulfstream back home.

Now he flys for the FBI in Washington D.C. 🙂

I love being a pilots daughter. My nephew wants to fly… he’s been talking with my Dad here lately about learning to fly in Vero Beach, Florida…. I truly truly hope he does! I’m trying to convince my oldest daughter to go to flight attendant school…. wouldn’t that be neat… the two oldest grands in the sky!? I love it!

They have one more year of high school left…. so we will see… a family in the sky… ✈️

I think I’m turning Japanese.

Hiroko just loves. She loves to love and make us feel at home. Love is love is love. She made us Japanese home cooking! ❤️😋 My heart is never going to be the same. #loveislove #aliceandkellytakehawaii #ithinkimturningjapanese @ Honolulu, Hawaii