Malia Summers

“as architect of choosing...
choose. to. live.
awakened. entirely. wholly.

wildly powerful, 
deeply masterful, 
authentically creative,
thriving. 
this is not a hoped-for possible self.
[reminder: this is an immutable Law of your being]

needing not to learn the skill of being whole, 
the antidote is to unlearn the habit of living incompletely

here’s the practice:

‘know thyself‘—its about spirit 
righteousness is underrated
elevate connection with the changeless essence
seek similitude with the will of Source and will of self

'choose thyself'—its about substance
sacred. sagacious. spacious.
in thought, word and deed—
intend to: honor virtue. innovate enthusiastically. master integrity.

'become who you are'—its about style 
a human, being an entrepreneur of life experiences
a human, being a purveyor of preferences
being-well with the known experience of soul, in service

your relationship with insecurities, contradictions, & failures?
obstacles or...invitations to grow?
[mindset forms manifestation]
emotions are messengers are gifts
data for discernment: dare to deconstruct them your fears

a belief renovation: fear.less.
& aspire towards ascendance, anyway
support your shine
lean into the Light

be.come.

incandescent

as architect of choosing, I choose... 
to disrupt the energy of the status quo,
to eclipse the realms of ordinary,
& to live--a life-well lived.
w/ spirit, substance & style.”
― LaShaun Middlebrooks Collier

“It wasn't my intention to love you that much. I did everything to show how much I care for you. But I guess, you didn't love me as much as I did. Even how hard I tried to hold you but you let me go. Urgh! That was painful. I still wait for you even it takes years.”
― Aser Alas Jr.

“Perfection is a paradigm meant to keep us striving and learning and growing. Like a wondrous sunset, perfection may be beyond our reach, but it is within our view and well worth seeking after.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway: Quotes, Verse, & Grumblings for Every Day of the Year

“I hear nothing. I hear nothing, but what does it mean that I hear nothing? I walk in the cemeteries of this city at night and I hear nothing. I walk among mortals and sometimes I hear nothing. I walk alone and I hear nothing, as if I myself had no inner voice.”
― Anne Rice, Merrick