FUD (an acronym for Fear, Uncertainty, and Doubt)[1]
I see a lot of that. I see a lot of FUD.
Most people in a position of influence yielding their personal bias instead of holding space and accepting that the fear that emanates from the current chaos is something to first be accepted as a human.
Two—it can be used as a springboard to actually change a perspective.
The nodes squaring the last full moon have been a perfect terrain for that.
What do I still have to inquire that can give me a wider perspective instead of keep me in the jail of my certainty?
All perspectives are tinted with half-truths, so isn’t it great to be alive today to discover multiple ways to evolve?
My writings are not abstract. In the contrary, they are meant to make you dive deeper into your inquiry.
I challenge anyone who disagrees with me to establish an eloquent dialogue.
I have been training in the dojo of social media for the past years.
My truth is not absolute. I still learn new things every day, but I am not afraid to speak up anymore.
* Cojones
* Balls
* Palle
You know what I mean.
The worst thing that can happen is the inevitable—and that is death—so between here and there: be brave.
As much as I hated my last name growing up for the amount of jokes I was submitted to, I learned to love it and live by it.
Not every decision I have made has gone great, but I can attest that when I am not in my authentic aura, and don’t trust my instincts, and don’t take time for my emotional wave even to respond to a comment—
All goes to poopoo and gets misaligned.
Two days ago I was mourning a part of me that lived on projections, on ideals that served me well until now. I give thanks to the people and situations that allowed this energy to snap into a different timeline.
Own your s**t, people.
It is as simple as doing your bed in the morning, even if you have help. Brush your teeth and be caring towards your vessel.
Self-abandonment was the keyword this week that reminded me of what I don’t want—
To drown in an ocean of pity and blame the collective blob for my lack of accountability. Short and sweet. I have no more to say.
Just be f*****g happy if you dare. Bombs, riots, injustices all around— What are YOU creating that speaks about the field of life?
See ya at the turn of next week.
I have been praying to keep my soul aligned to my purpose—as I came here to evolve,and to do so by creating beautiful situations, environments, images, and things. Speaking of which—
I’m going to leave you with the introduction to a chapter from my book, The Nature of My Reality.
WRITTEN + ILLUSTRATED, AND DESIGNED BY MONIKA BRAVO
- CO-PRODUCED + EDITED BY MARI BUDLONG Published by Studio of Endless Ideas, 2024 THIS 4-COLOR, 8” X 5” POCKET-SIZED BOOK INCLUDES 240 PAGES FILLED WITH ANECDOTES AND VIBRANT VECTORIZED ILLUSTRATIONS.
Have fun.
I’ll see you when I see you
