Juliana 🦋
@julianaduprey.bsky.social
Receding into my Light.
hungry for beauty - exploring intimate mystery - satiated by Holiness.
hungry for beauty - exploring intimate mystery - satiated by Holiness.
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Juliana 🦋
@julianaduprey.bsky.social
· Jan 20
But “aloneness” is also a perception. And I even change how I feel about that.
So, no - I am not alone. And there are Others with me, nudging me on this path of infinite play and creation. Even if I do not see, I sense they are waiting to meet somewhere, sometime.
As they always have.
So, no - I am not alone. And there are Others with me, nudging me on this path of infinite play and creation. Even if I do not see, I sense they are waiting to meet somewhere, sometime.
As they always have.
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Do you have the patience to wait
‘till your mud settles and the water is clear?
Can you remain unmoving ‘till the right action arises by itself?
- Laozi
‘till your mud settles and the water is clear?
Can you remain unmoving ‘till the right action arises by itself?
- Laozi
March 22, 2025 at 12:51 PM
Do you have the patience to wait
‘till your mud settles and the water is clear?
Can you remain unmoving ‘till the right action arises by itself?
- Laozi
‘till your mud settles and the water is clear?
Can you remain unmoving ‘till the right action arises by itself?
- Laozi
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I choose to
think of you
in the most gentle, valuable,
and loving way
one can ever
be thought of.
- V. Victoria
think of you
in the most gentle, valuable,
and loving way
one can ever
be thought of.
- V. Victoria
March 2, 2025 at 1:52 PM
I choose to
think of you
in the most gentle, valuable,
and loving way
one can ever
be thought of.
- V. Victoria
think of you
in the most gentle, valuable,
and loving way
one can ever
be thought of.
- V. Victoria
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Can a whisper catch the wind?
To speak is to weave a cage of words.
How can the sky be bound?
How can the river be held in a name?
#spiritual #spirituality #meditation #mysticism #selfrealization #enlightenment
To speak is to weave a cage of words.
How can the sky be bound?
How can the river be held in a name?
#spiritual #spirituality #meditation #mysticism #selfrealization #enlightenment
March 2, 2025 at 3:32 AM
Can a whisper catch the wind?
To speak is to weave a cage of words.
How can the sky be bound?
How can the river be held in a name?
#spiritual #spirituality #meditation #mysticism #selfrealization #enlightenment
To speak is to weave a cage of words.
How can the sky be bound?
How can the river be held in a name?
#spiritual #spirituality #meditation #mysticism #selfrealization #enlightenment
Braiding my hair at sunset.
Preparing a coffee or tea at sunrise.
Singing a mantra in the shower.
Transmitting energy into my water.
… how many more ways can I create ritual around daily life? It becomes a game. A practice. Embodiment. A way of life.
Sanctify the ordinary.
Preparing a coffee or tea at sunrise.
Singing a mantra in the shower.
Transmitting energy into my water.
… how many more ways can I create ritual around daily life? It becomes a game. A practice. Embodiment. A way of life.
Sanctify the ordinary.
February 26, 2025 at 6:50 PM
Braiding my hair at sunset.
Preparing a coffee or tea at sunrise.
Singing a mantra in the shower.
Transmitting energy into my water.
… how many more ways can I create ritual around daily life? It becomes a game. A practice. Embodiment. A way of life.
Sanctify the ordinary.
Preparing a coffee or tea at sunrise.
Singing a mantra in the shower.
Transmitting energy into my water.
… how many more ways can I create ritual around daily life? It becomes a game. A practice. Embodiment. A way of life.
Sanctify the ordinary.
The birds are chattering away in the warm afternoon and they are telling me that no matter where I fly or land, I’m going to be okay.
I will always be held, protected and free - As long as I
Remember.
I will always be held, protected and free - As long as I
Remember.
February 26, 2025 at 6:50 PM
The birds are chattering away in the warm afternoon and they are telling me that no matter where I fly or land, I’m going to be okay.
I will always be held, protected and free - As long as I
Remember.
I will always be held, protected and free - As long as I
Remember.
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I am, I know, I love is the real Holy Trinity.
February 26, 2025 at 4:00 AM
I am, I know, I love is the real Holy Trinity.
Let us meet at
the edge of this world,
where masks may slip
away effortlessly
into the wind.
Only what matters remains,
and it needs absolutely
no words.
the edge of this world,
where masks may slip
away effortlessly
into the wind.
Only what matters remains,
and it needs absolutely
no words.
February 23, 2025 at 12:09 AM
Let us meet at
the edge of this world,
where masks may slip
away effortlessly
into the wind.
Only what matters remains,
and it needs absolutely
no words.
the edge of this world,
where masks may slip
away effortlessly
into the wind.
Only what matters remains,
and it needs absolutely
no words.
No drop of Love and goodness is ever wasted. Its soil returns growth back into giving and faithful hands.
February 22, 2025 at 11:59 PM
No drop of Love and goodness is ever wasted. Its soil returns growth back into giving and faithful hands.
Nada me detiene,
Nada me apura -
Todo llega en su mejor momento.
Ni antes,
Ni después,
Solo Aquí
Ahora -
Ya.
Nada me apura -
Todo llega en su mejor momento.
Ni antes,
Ni después,
Solo Aquí
Ahora -
Ya.
February 22, 2025 at 11:58 PM
Nada me detiene,
Nada me apura -
Todo llega en su mejor momento.
Ni antes,
Ni después,
Solo Aquí
Ahora -
Ya.
Nada me apura -
Todo llega en su mejor momento.
Ni antes,
Ni después,
Solo Aquí
Ahora -
Ya.
the poetry of my selfless Soul is profoundly limitless:
a fountain of own youth -
without it, I shrivel.
Divinity instructs me
to keep This Alive,
relentlessly.
a fountain of own youth -
without it, I shrivel.
Divinity instructs me
to keep This Alive,
relentlessly.
February 22, 2025 at 11:56 PM
the poetry of my selfless Soul is profoundly limitless:
a fountain of own youth -
without it, I shrivel.
Divinity instructs me
to keep This Alive,
relentlessly.
a fountain of own youth -
without it, I shrivel.
Divinity instructs me
to keep This Alive,
relentlessly.
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February 19, 2025 at 9:15 PM
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February 20, 2025 at 2:38 PM
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Everything is constantly getting lost
Everything is constantly being found
Everything is constantly being found
February 18, 2025 at 7:58 PM
Everything is constantly getting lost
Everything is constantly being found
Everything is constantly being found
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To all the wolves of the world for lending their good name as a tangible symbol for our darkness.
- Ed Young
- Ed Young
February 18, 2025 at 8:02 PM
To all the wolves of the world for lending their good name as a tangible symbol for our darkness.
- Ed Young
- Ed Young
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Joseph Campbell, profoundly true
February 19, 2025 at 3:43 PM
Joseph Campbell, profoundly true
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The natural breath is the perfect breath
The natural flow of feelings is the perfect flow of feelings
The natural flow of feelings is the perfect flow of feelings
February 19, 2025 at 5:11 PM
The natural breath is the perfect breath
The natural flow of feelings is the perfect flow of feelings
The natural flow of feelings is the perfect flow of feelings
Silence is a palate cleanser for the mind.
February 17, 2025 at 7:37 PM
Silence is a palate cleanser for the mind.
Fear is only *energy* waiting to be transformed by your present awareness and next natural action.
February 17, 2025 at 7:36 PM
Fear is only *energy* waiting to be transformed by your present awareness and next natural action.
Maybe the only thing your discomfort wants is for you to choose to *sit beside it*, like an old friend on a park bench.
To look off into the sky, admire the is-ness of Things, and share a soft smile when you look at each other.
Love grows from the simplest of a moment shared.
To look off into the sky, admire the is-ness of Things, and share a soft smile when you look at each other.
Love grows from the simplest of a moment shared.
February 17, 2025 at 7:35 PM
Maybe the only thing your discomfort wants is for you to choose to *sit beside it*, like an old friend on a park bench.
To look off into the sky, admire the is-ness of Things, and share a soft smile when you look at each other.
Love grows from the simplest of a moment shared.
To look off into the sky, admire the is-ness of Things, and share a soft smile when you look at each other.
Love grows from the simplest of a moment shared.
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Love the God you're with. It's a long strange trip from awareness to self-awareness.
February 7, 2025 at 9:26 PM
Love the God you're with. It's a long strange trip from awareness to self-awareness.
Solitude, tinged with the aroma of soulful blossoming.
February 4, 2025 at 12:09 AM
Solitude, tinged with the aroma of soulful blossoming.
Portals are ubiquitous, if and when one’s inner gaze can unveil them.
February 3, 2025 at 11:51 PM
Portals are ubiquitous, if and when one’s inner gaze can unveil them.
Invoking pleasure these days is a homecoming to my Self.
February 3, 2025 at 11:48 PM
Invoking pleasure these days is a homecoming to my Self.
The paradox of releasing perfection (control) - it instantly becomes whole in its imperfection (influence).
February 3, 2025 at 11:44 PM
The paradox of releasing perfection (control) - it instantly becomes whole in its imperfection (influence).
Simplicity.
Expression.
Merging.
All a heart truly desires, when relieved of interference.
Expression.
Merging.
All a heart truly desires, when relieved of interference.
February 3, 2025 at 9:12 PM
Simplicity.
Expression.
Merging.
All a heart truly desires, when relieved of interference.
Expression.
Merging.
All a heart truly desires, when relieved of interference.