Flow of Frequency

Charcoal on Wood

On a warm July day four years ago, I set an intention: to surrender. I wanted to release everything that no longer served me and allow divine flow…God’s flow…to move through me.

So I stripped myself bare, spiritually. No pretense, no plan. Just presence. I reached for whatever materials were nearby, an old floorboard from my attic, a can of blue spray paint, and some charcoal, and began to create.

In that moment, I entered a state of pure flow. I let my subconscious speak without resistance. I gave form to feeling, without judgment, without fear.

One month later, after four doctors told me I could not conceive, I was blessed with the impossible.

 Cielo Snow Ross was being formed into my womb.

What a coincidence.