Transcending Grief

Transcending Grief

A year ago today my dad Sonny passed… I received a phone call from my dad’s first cousin that my dad didn’t it make through surgery and was being kept alive by breathing machines… He asked if I wanted to FaceTime so that I could see my dad and say my goodbyes since I would not make it to Vegas in time and they were ready to take him off the breathing machines and let him go…

So as I watched a shell of my father laying in the hospital bed hooked to tubes, I didn’t say goodbye I just told him that I was ok, that I loved him and that he can rest now… I was his baby girl… I felt and swear I saw him nod and take one last deep breath…I hung up the video call and a gust of wind flew through my house from the open front door through the open back door…For the rest of that day until I flew out to Vegas from NC, black crows surrounded my house and yard.

“The crow is a spirit animal associated with life mysteries and magic.  The power of this bird as totem and spirit guide is provide insight and means of supporting intentions. Sign of luck, it is also associated with the archetype of the trickster; be aware of deceiving appearances.  If the crow has chosen you as your spirit or totem animal, it supports you in developing the power of sight, transformation, and connection with life’s magic.” – Elena Harris

Since my dad’s transition I have been doing all of the things he loved himself and loved from me…traveling (in his van), taking hundreds of pictures everywhere I go (he was a photographer), writing this blog (he loved my writing and poetry), and art (he always thought I would be an artist). The beginning of this journey was prompted by the energy I received from his transition…the energy to go and live….

This month is also my birthday month so I decided not to turn this month into something sad due to my dad’s transition and to add that fathers day is in June too. I decided to celebrate every day doing something that brings me joy! You can track how I have been celebrating and join in on the IG challenge yourself to receive a love gift from me at the end of the month! #June30DaysofJoy


The Power of Nature

I am sure you have heard about the benefits of exercise to prevent and reduce stress, anxiety, and depression…well being in nature whether it’s to exercise, work, or relax is one of the best ways to rejuvenate the mind, body, and spirit. Since I have been in Oregon I have been balancing work and play, while still adding in some exploration and travel. Every weekend my family and I have explored different lakes and mountains for crystals, succulents, and to just be in the mist of waterfalls!

I was explaining to my son Young Lion at one point where we reached the waterfall, that water has the power to burst through mountains, smooth over the roughest stones, provide nourishment for a whole ecosystem, and reflect the skies and the earth! He understood as he looked around in awe of it’s magnificence. Then I told him to listen and feel the energy of the water…the power… the emotion…the release!

I am reminded of how our tears can have that same effect on us and others. When we are grieving the loss can seem to leave a hole so gaping that nothing can seem to fill it…so we cry filling up the void and becoming so overwhelmed we feel as if we are drowning-OR- we don’t cry and can feel the tension of the damn of tears swelling up so painfully inside of us hoping that the pain distracts from the hurt of the loss… but once we allow the emotion to be felt and experienced we can use that energy to move through grief and beyond it…only when we have found a purpose to live on…


Every time something “bad” happens in my life the only way I can move forward is to find purpose in the “bad”. Some things are never resolved after the death of someone but how can we find ways to use that loss as energy to nourish something in our own lives?

“Energy cannot be created or destroyed it can be transformed from one form to the other…”

Different cultures have different rituals for the same process of transferring energy from the body or life of the “dead” person and guiding it to another form. In finding purpose through our grief we are simply transferring that seemingly negative loss into a positive motivating force and gain. I used my own dad’s transition to motivate me to travel, to further pursue my arts, and in my efforts to help people live healthy conscious lives.

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Energy is transferred it can never be destroyed

it simply transforms to fill up the void

to continue a lesson, a journey, a test, 

to explore a new experience

energy can only be at rest

it can take and it can give

it can be felt as though it lives

through a purpose and a life

that is willing to sacrifice

for the sake of all humanity

to transfer that energy 

with love and humility

for love is forever in abundance….

(In loving memory of my dad Sonny)


Be Love & Live Truth!



The Law of Detachment

The Law of Detachment

The Oracle told me that my life lesson in this incarnation is to detach from emotional conditioning. I have always experienced things in this life through emotional attachment. Born into the sign of Cancer, my personality was bent around immersing myself deeply into everything I do and everyone I engage in… it’s just how feel my way through the world around me. My family to this day joke about how much of an emotional child I was…tears was my way of communicating…clinging was my way of trying to hold on to each moment. No one really understood that I just felt every little thing… past, present. and right now…

“In detachment lies the wisdom of uncertainty . . . in the wisdom of uncertainty lies the freedom from our past, from the known, which is the prison of past conditioning. And in our willingness to step into the unknown, the field of all possibilities, we surrender ourselves to the creative mind that orchestrates the dance of the universe.” – Deepak Chopra


The Vision

This journey to travel to the vortexes was first defined by what I thought my experience would be at specific places. I thought that I would just travel to these predetermined vortex spots and instantly have these glorious visions and connections that I would later blog about and then move on to the next, later to return to my life as is…like it was just another tourist spot or vacation except with spiritual content. I always have these ideas to do something grand and then end up with a totally different experience…unsure of what step to take next. Well this journey has definitely shifted my perception about being attached anything especially to the people, places and things that we expect to be a part of that grand idea.

Have you ever had a vision for your life or some goal in your life? 

How do you always see it? 

You see yourself at your goal right?! Enjoying the benefits of it, like marriage….

We always see ourselves happily married, going on fun dates, raising a happy family, and of course we imagine the magical spontaneous sex with the love of our life everyday right?…and then we come out of that pleasant “day dream” using that same imaginative faculty to create every possible obstacle, scenario, and circumstance like being worried about finding a compatible mate, fertility issues, financial stress, infidelity etc.. That is the point where we start to sabotage everything that we just sent out to the universe to create. It is what we do as  humans…we worry about the details of shit that ain’t even happened yet! 

Attaching to expectations and preconceived ideas in people, places, and things in this life leads to self induced suffering, oppression of others, and it just completely ruins the spontaneity of the universe and the creative process of life.


My first Canoe ride on Squaw Lake with my bro on the paddles.

The Experience

Since I have been in Oregon, I have been thrown into a vortex of Self. All of a sudden my desires have changed. I have been confronted with the beauty and magnificence of the energy here. All of the previous ideas, commitments, and attachments just left me. I am now just faced with space and time to just do and be me … not work full time, or be a full time mother or entrepreneur or anything to anyone but just me. This is largely due to the fact that my family here lives like a real commune… we all help one another with the children and home, work together, go on adventures together, and live together. I am sure that this freedom was prompted by the action to drive all the way here with limited resources and a prayer for freedom… ok it took bit of depression and anxiety before I even realized that I was drowning in attachment and self-pity for what I left behind before I could appreciate all of this space and time to myself…I mean everything that I thought I wanted and every way in that I defined myself was gone…relationships, clients, even Mars our kitten went missing about a week ago…

It was all gone… blown away by the grace and beauty of Table Rock Mountain…

unraveled by the sacredness and calmness of Squaw Lake… the laughter of my nephews and my son at play gives me youthful energy… the chemistry and harmony of a new friend became my artistic inspiration..

I make no apologies for living the life I want to live on my own terms… giving up old commitments and ideas that no longer serve me.. and letting go of expectations and fears that sabotage my vision of freedom. I spend my days resting, exploring, going to yoga classes that I don’t teach, eating whatever I want, and vegging out on anime. After years of taking care of everything and everyone, compromising to fit others into my life, grinding to get a ahead or to be known, I just live… never holding on to a moment pass its due. For so long I have worked so hard because I thought that if I stopped grinding for just a moment or changed my commitments, the vision would all slip away and all would be lost.  My friends and family keep asking if I am going to stay here…well right now is not the time for me to make future decisions…but this place is definitely now one of my home bases.

I have done all that is in my will to manifest my vision. I have already done the work and positioned myself to be guided. So, I let the universe guide while I detach, create, and experience the details of what the universe has designed. 

Now I realize that the only way to experience the awesomeness of this life is to actively EXPERIENCE it! Experience life in its present form… right there… in the moment… right now…and once the experience is gone and it is time to hike back down the mountain…enjoy the hike down and the ride home… and leave tomorrow’s experience for tomorrow! 


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Big World, Little Bit, Big Van

Big World

Here we are, Sonny the van is repaired, repacked, with a full tank of gas all ready to hit the road again. This time we were going coast-to-coast…literally driving across the country from North Carolina to Oregon where my brother and his family lives….and I had $150 in my pocket and nervous as hell! I did not make as much money as I thought I would the week I was woScreenshot_2017-05-13-23-59-04-1rking at my home base in NC. I made just enough to take care of the van repairs and restock on food and necessities but I knew that if I kept waiting on money to flow in I would be stuck on the hamster wheel again waiting on the right moment to go. Plus I knew that the universe would take care of me if I just stepped out on what I know and trust that it would all work out aligned.

Before we left out, I attempted to assign Young Lion the task of mapping out our trip by locating vortexes and hippie communes in each state we were traveling through. After he couldn’t find any legit places he said to me, “Mom I just think we need to Google places when we make our stops and just let the universe guide us like when we went to Florida. Plus I can’t tell if some of these places are legit or even close enough to our route.” I was also coming to that conclusion but I wanted to make sure we at least had a planned route and could still experience the vortexes but I agreed that we just continue to “go with the flow”. I knew that this journey was not just about getting to our ultimate destination but that it was more about the journey. So we paced the drive to spread out the money that trickled in and made our first camp stop in Indiana’s Indian-Hoosier National Park right before sundown.


Little Bit

The next day the love donation that we received from a friend for our travels had not been deposited into my account as I expected…thus led another moment where I felt maybe this trip was a bad idea…Thoughts of inadequacy concerning my artwork and all of my efforts to gain supporters and earn funds started creeping in. Sadness swept over me so quickly I could barely appreciate our sunrise hike through the trail at Indian-Hoosier National Park. The hike did help of course… it is amazing what fresh brisk air, sacred ground, and a little walking meditation can do for the emotional body. Post hike Young Lion and I decided to use the rest of the gas we had that day to drive about 25 miles north toward a town called French Lick. I seen the sign for French Lick the day prior while driving toward camp and figured that it sounded interesting enough.

As soon as we pulled into French Lick it felt as if we were sucked into a time portal. The small town entrance was an old late 1800’s palace styled hotel resoIMG_20170504_091629_015rt. The town was founded by travelers that had discovered the sulfur springs in the area and made big business out of selling the water (see @secrethypeman23 for more history details). Pluto water it was called, named after the Roman God of the underworld. “Stumbling” upon this town was a major sign for me that in fact I was once again being guided by my ancestors….

In astrology Pluto rules the subconscious realities and can bring to the surface any hidden destructive patterns.

This was a push from the universe for me to deal with the lingering conditioning that causes me to self-sabotage and lose momentum and faith in what I know and believe in…

  • my passion art
  • my purpose health & wellness education and advocacy
  • and my vision to enrich the lives of others all over the world…

Sometimes we can feel like our dreams are too big for the realities of this world. The universe can remind us in subtle and non subtle details that even though we are little bitty beings in form, our energy can be transformative in a big way… 


Affirmation and photo by me @professorjoymaat

Big Van

We spent the day exploring the town and spent night in the French Lick casino parking lot, which was way more peaceful than the parking lot at Miccosukee in Florida (read previous blog). I could not receive any cellular service within the city limits, which I took as another cue to just really unplug and tune in to my ancestors guidance. We ended up receiving a couple more love gifts from friends and supporters the next day, and was able to continue forward on our route toward Oregon.

The entire drive to Oregon from North Carolina was a total of 42 hours but the trip actually took us 6 days with all of the money delays. The last two days were interesting… I finally had enough money in to complete the trip but because I only drove about 1 or two fill ups a day = about 6 to 8 hours of driving up until that point, that left us with 21 hours to drive in two days to get to Oregon because my brother’s youngest child was having his first birthday party… So although we tried not to have a deadline to reach our destination, I did really want to be present for my nephews first birthday. Part of the reason for this particular trip was to bond with my nephews whom since birth have grown up without my full presence do to our living distance.

So here I am crunching time to get to Oregon by my nephews birthday party. That meant us driving through back mountain roads in the middle of the night in the rain… and no gas or rest stops for 100 miles each point. I always said I would NEVER drive through the mountains of the west coast…I heard about those cliff hanging roads…and sure enough that’s what I found myself doing. I drove Sonny up and down those glorious winding roads through Utah into Nevada then again through Oregon. The feeling I had when I saw the moonlight reflect over raging rivers over the mountain cliff and the foliage covered stone wall on the other side of me was like I was watching the earth being created… it was beautifully chaotic… a heart pumping, life changing thrill.

Moving from the east coast to the west coast is definitely the change in pace I needed. The culture here is very laid back, natural, and everyone works-to-live not live-to-work, which allows for a good work and play life balance. For me the mobility of being able to travel and explore to see new things and visit new places has caused a shift… a wave of peace and awe. Everyday is different, the people are different, the energy and culture is different. This coast-to-coast trip has reassured me of the the way the universe maintains a natural flow and balance that is constantly creating, destroying, and changing. I have fallen in love with every moment!



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To Florida and right back

To Florida and Back

I have been back in Greensboro from traveling through Florida for over a week now. I returned a little earlier than I expected and stayed a little longer than expected thanks to Mercury retrograde or truthfully how I have responded during this retrograde. When I began this trip to travel the vortexes I knew that there might be some travel delays and communications challenges due to the timeliness of me beginning travel a week before Mercury retrograde station occurs.

Mercury retrograde is when Mercury travels backward into its own shadow. Since communication ( e.g. clear intentions and problem solving) and travel are ruled by Mercury, these things are often affected during this planetary alignment…

This week returning back to my home base in Greensboro has truly been third eye opening. I have not sat still since I have been back. My daily ritual of sleeping in nature and even consistently connecting with nature has been interrupted due to up-and-down weather and my busy-body task that put everything but me and mother nature first. Even the thought of writing this blog was overwhelming…needless to say that I was back on the hamster wheel. Working and networking, trying to have a social life, and trying to make ends meet. This is not Florida not in the sense of the actual land but in a sense of the state of being…

Everyone goes to Florida for vacation, to get away, to run to the warm womb of the beach. Although my trip was not supposed to be a vacation but a start of a new lifestyle on the road…I found myself doing the same…running to the comfort of the ocean and peacefulness and solitude of the forest….


Taken on the trail of Mike Roess State Park, FL

There were no obligations there just the cleansing salt water that washed away everyone’s everything but the importance of now and the breeze through the trees that carried little carbons of life. Thus there was no worry, or anxiety or feelings of obligation. All I had to do was meditate, eat, and do what I love to do (write, create, explore).

What I learned about living on the road so far…

We only had one vortex in mind when we decided to start with Florida. The rest of the time I just expected to be guided by my ancestors on where to flow…Mercury retrograde or not… well I am pretty sure that I was guided to the places we visited but Mercury retrograde also quickly let me know that I still should have clearly planned my travels. Here is what I have learned in the 3 weeks about living this unconventional on-the-road lifestyle…

  1. Campgrounds cost and need reservations….

So I didn’t calculate the cost of camp stay into my budget because I didn’t realize that campgrounds charged a general fee of $15-30 per night. Which isn’t bad but when you are expecting to free up from rent and so forth it can be a slap in the face. It can literally end up costing the same as rent if you stay at fee-based campgrounds everyday. After researching I did find that there are campsites that you do not have to pay a daily fee (BLM campsites are usually free or discounted for long-term-living permits). The issue for me with BLM campsites is that they are usually primitive, which means no flush toilet (out house only if there is one) and no showers. Now I am all for connecting with mother Earth but I am way too queenly to go days without using a proper toilet and shower! But I will add BLM’s to my stay rotations just to keep the cost-of-living down.

Young Lion and I met my sister and her family at one of the BLM sites in Indiantown, Florida about 45 minutes outside of West Palm Beach. I had a very interesting vision one rise during meditation by the lake there…During this meditation I had set my intentions on receiving inner and ancestral guidance for where the spiritual vortexes are and what message or lesson I am learning. It was then that I saw a vision of a native ancestor…an old masculine face appeared to me with the typical feathered headdress, wise ancient eyes, with an emotionless expression. At that time I just shrugged off the vision figuring that my subconscious was just responding to the fact that I was in a place called Indiantown…….more to tell on that later

2. Walmart parking lots and some casino parking lots are free to park but…

They are not very quiet…defeats the purpose of connecting in nature. I have discovered in retrospect that although I do still want to upgrade from Sonny our van to a camper…I will still always pitch a tent in the middle of nowhere whenever I can. The camper is for the convenience of some luxuries like a toilet and shower and the tent is for staying connected to nature and the best sleep ever. 

How we discovered that casino parking lots are not comfortable was a pretty interesting story… We drove into Miami after 3pm on a Friday during the end of spring break so after making several phone calls to nearby sites, most reservation call lines were closed and the campsites booked. Unsure of where to go and trying my best to avoid booking a hotel (which would have been impossible or expensive due to spring break) I googled free camping and found a Miccosukee Casino and Resort that allowed free parking in their lot. Of course we had to take the opportunity to explore the resort a bit. We found beautiful pictures of individuals from the native tribe Miccousukee (Seminole nation).


Miccousukee Tribe

It was here that I started to recollect my vision of the Native ancestor in Indiantown. This also prompted my first homeschool lesson (on the road) for my son to research the history of the places where we visited (you can read his lessons on his IG post @secrethypeman23).

After we did our exploring inside the casino/resort and received the free parking permit, I parked a few lanes up from the back of the lot where there were already several campers and big rigs parked. As soon as the after work hours of 6pm hit, I realized that I should have parked to the far back of the lot when people started packing the lot in droves. All night until 4am we heard car alarms, drunken and angry yelling (I assume for loosing), people getting sick from drinking too much or again possibly loosing their money. Not a comfortable night especially when it was further complicated by me not having mastered the idea of becoming a minimalist exhibited by my overcrowded van… which leads to my last point

3. There is definitely a such thing as over packing…

Ok so I don’t necessarily need 3 suitcases of clothes on the road. I packed all of my cute and comfy clothes with the shoes to match thinking I had to be ready for anything but completely wasn’t prepared for the first few nights of a mid 40º temperature drop while in Jacksonville. Nor the hungry mosquitos in the Everglades near Miami. I just thought “Florida” …so that meant bringing everything cute with less material as possible… well I literally wore only like 4 outfits interchanging and had to borrow my son’s sweats and long sleeves (some how he packed appropriately and had room in his suitcase for my extras). Plus it didn’t take long to discover the science of weight distribution, trying to haul that weight in my trunk at first. I am happy to say that I actually got our clothes down to one bag for the both of us to share and I also got rid of most of the shoes….hey I still need those “just incase I go somewhere” outfits.

Reflect, Review, Restore…

Florida was a beautiful experience! We followed the ancestors trail and began to understand that we were standing not on U.S. soil but on land that predated the constitution….and people that were already present with a system of their own before it was taken by force from European settlers. The Natives that survived were given resorts to manage and land to farm not for themselves but from the same government that stole their land from them. I could sense the patient presence of the many long passed that wait for their stories to be told…for the truth to be experienced. Travel is not free, the fruits of the land are not free unless you farm for yourself, even to live on the land is not free. How can this be so?? How can we monetarily charge for everything that mother Earth gave us for free? I think because this is not the original system of this land. preview

Why should we need a vacation or an escape from the “realities” of day-to-day life? Shouldn’t our reality be a life worthy in itself free from the charge of others? I understand now more than ever the reason for a system of trade and barter…it aligns with the natural order of reciprocity. Where is the reciprocity in charging for the experience of mother nature or the right to travel Earth (referring to tags and registration and toll roads etc).

We learned the story of Ed Leedskalnin who spent decades building a monument to his lost love and a place where he could heal from sickness and a broken heart. Coral Castle is a beautiful manmade vortex. Ed constructed Coral Castle in alignment with the planets, polar directions, and elements by only using tools he made. He himself charged for entry of his park as does his successors. Which in this case I can understand because he by himself made the monuments…not to say that I don’t understand or appreciate the upkeep of some of the national and state parks...but how can we restore some of the cultural values of this Native land and our alignment with our presence on Earth so that the choice to live on the road like our ancestors that voyaged and migrated does not cause the restriction of others?

-Professor JoyMaat

Peace, Be Love & Live Truth

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Featured Item: Affirmation picture/postcard taken at Mike Roess State Park, FL

Freedom Is That You??

“Freedom is that you?”

The week leading up to the move was so busy that I barely even noticed any anxiety or doubt…in fact I was sure that I was making the right decision for me that I felt only the adrenaline and focus. I was so clear on what freedom looked like and I knew it didn’t look like rent or anything routine for that matter. I stayed consistent with my meditations and rituals (yoga practice and spiritual baths) and I just kept on packing. By Thursday, which was the day before we hit the road I was physically worn out yet restless. I couldn’t sleep because I was so close to freedom I could see it!

“Ut oh fear is that you?”

And then the big day came and it was like all of the confidence and positive energy got swept away by the tide of “conflicting realities”. My sister and I were supposed to caravan to Asheville, NC to at least start the journey together because she had been on the road prior to me and knew a little bit more about campsites and living on the road than I did…but her Spirit told her to take her family in a different direction. So that left just me, Young Lion (my son), and Mars (our cat) on our own…. PANIC…..wait we have never camped by ourselves before and truthfully I have no fucking clue what I am doing! My sister was my road map to freedom ..right? Ok so thankh Ra that I have a little bit of foresight and plenty of ancestor guidance because I knew this move was about my perception of freedom, my choices, and that Sonny wanted this for me. He would be proud in fact he is because he lives through me. So Young Lion and I said our farewells and safe travels to my sister and her family and we made plans to meet up later down the road.

As I drove in the opposite direction towards Asheville, I battled with doubt… “maybe I should have just went with them because I really don’t know how to set up camp alone..” Then the fear of the unknown crept up with very imaginative self destructive scenarios like ” what if the van breaks down or bears creep up to the tent in the middle of the night…what if it’s a sign that I made the wrong choice….” oh and there was more false ideas flowing until Young Lion reached over to pat me on my back and as tears rolled down my face he said ” We got this mommy! Everything is going to work out, Sonny got our backs.” As he pats the van’s dashboard (we call the van we inherited from my dad Sonny after him) and as if he read my thoughts and the root of my tears.. I took a deep breath, counted to 4, and spoke my mantra/quote of truth..”I exist for God’s self-expression and my life is the life of God and I know it!” – Michael Bernard Beckwith

“Nah this ain’t freedom…”

Not sure if it was because I was tired emotionally and physically from the build up of this trip or the dark clouds and the temperature drop, or the unwelcoming energy  that lingered over Asheville but I just wasn’t feeling the place and neither was the Young Lion. We drove through downtown and because this trip wasn’t about shopping, I was unmoved by the eclectic shops that I would have normally been in awe of and was bewildered by the unusually placed murals of melanated people and more uncomfortable by the lack of real melanated people and lack diversity that I saw.  But we still decided to go to the campgrounds still very unprepared and unsure of what to do when we first got there. Unfortunately I was too focused on the hype about Asheville that I drove right passed Black Mountain that was supposed to be our first vortex stop. And because Black Mountain was an hour east of where we were headed next we just chose a different camp. Well after standing around for 25 minutes at the campground gate waiting to be attended to and watching what others do to obtain a visitors pass to check out the campgrounds, before making the decision to pay and stay, I decided to ask the clerk for a pass to do the same (learning as I go here). Instantly I felt some opposition then she replied ” Well you can’t just go in for free and pick out the camp site you want, they are mostly reserved anyway.” Ok I admit I probably did look homeless and tired and technically I was both but really lady, I just saw 4 white guys get free visitors passes!!! After going back and forth about fees and site spaces the clerk just handed me a map, circled the fees and went to the next person in line. I walked back to the van and made a U-Turn straight out of there.  Young Lion was cool with that he felt the unreceptive energy and we headed toward more familiar ground…Atlanta.

As we drove through back country South Carolina toward Atlanta, GA, I saw so many interesting antique and novelty shops and fruit & boiled peanut stands but I was hesitant about stopping to check them out. I found myself rationalizing my freedom of choice versus my safety as we drove past a members only lodge with the hugest confederate flag I have ever seen. All I could do is think “Damn is this what freedom looks like? I cant even drive through a campsite or stop to explore a country store in my own country (that I served for in the Air Force mind you)” …..


Flag monument at the foothills of Stone Mountains Trails

“Is freedom a little bit of comfort and a little but of something new?”

We stayed at my aunts house while in Atlanta. Daddy Fullilove was visiting from Ohio so we let him take the extra room and for the first couple of nights I slept on the air mattress in the living room next to Young Lion on the couch. One night I couldn’t sleep I just felt that I was doing this all wrong. I was supposed to be connecting with nature, free from obligation and here I was worried about homework and sleeping in an air conditioned house. So I went out to the van to meditate and journal and cry in peace until I fell asleep…and ended up with the most restful sleep I have had in weeks. I spent the rest of the week shifting my awareness from what I expected from this new lifestyle on the road to just letting go. I spent some valuable time with my yogi sis Ona Hawk (follow her in IG/FB) and we talked for hours! It was like I was talking to myself in much cooler form! That conversation was like a therapy session/ business consult/ tea talk! It was the confirmation and clarity that I needed. Going to Ona’s always feels like a spiritual vortex, nothing but love and truth and the best live foods ever! Reflecting on that day at Ona’s gave me more insight and confirmation on what yoga really is….UNITING! Although there was no physical yoga done during my visit there as we had planned, the acts of spiritual yoga, and mental and emotional yoga was practiced through sharing our stories and visions with one another. It reassured me on what this journey is really about….

As I walked past the confederate figures on Stone Mountain and watched my daddy Fullilove gallop up the mountain next to Young Lion like he was just as young as him, I realized that freedom is not in things, places, people, or familiar comforts …freedom is underneath’s in the detachment of what we expect from things, places or people or familiar comforts. All week I had been planning to go with my aunt to this JeJu Wellness Spa I had been hearing so much about but once again the universe aligned for me to go it alone.  The nostalgia I felt on the very last day of my Atlanta visit when I stepped into JeJu Wellness Spa was so familiar…the experience reminded me of my military days in Korea…the reason why I wanted and needed to travel returned to me as well as the confidence and self-assuredness I had the weeks leading up to this move… As I sat in the amethyst incrusted sauna listening to the timely sharing of the stories of two young melanated women who sat across the room….stories of their solo journeys backpacking across Asia and Africa caused tears of gratefulness to run down my face. I know now that I am on the right road…”the road less traveled”…still don’t consciously know what I am doing or where I am going but the why is so much more important to me now….. “I am ready to experience the freedom that I already am, no matter where I am!”


JoyMaat in Crow pose on Stone Mountain (Africa bookbag from )

Practicing the Ausar -Min- Selkhet sequence of Kemetic Yoga on top Stone Mountain. The wind and cold was rough so this sequence was all that I could manage since Young Lion begged me not to attempt to do a headstand in this wind lol


Daddy Fullilove & Young Lion on Stone Mountain


Young Lion jumping rocks up Stone Mountain

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Here is a granite stone I picked up at Stone Mountain and made it into a KemeticArts24 wearable art one-of-a kind masterpiece! Purchase at

Granite has the elements of water and earth that can help grounding and balance the root KA RA (chakra). This stone helps the wearer to see the bigger picture and focus on moving forward to better opportunities! PERFECT alignment with my journey!


Thankh you for your support and keep flowing with me on to the next vortex spot down the road…. Be Love & Live Truth!

Going with the flow..

So, I have always wanted to start a blog and now I am doing it. Before I had no idea what I would blog about, I mean there is so much stuff that races around in this Mercury ruled mind of mine but I could never narrow down a subject matter that would be interesting enough to blab on about to the point where I felt like people might care to read on a regular basis. So here I am about to head off on another one of my random but well thought out journeys and I figured now this just might be blog-able.

Growing up my dad who from now on I will refer to as daddy Fullilove (to identify one of my two father figure’s daddy Fullilove is my step-dad but you will never hear me refer to him that way) -always would respond to my many questions about “why” things had to be the way they were with “Joy just go along with the flow”. I used to hate when he said that only because I never really got the answer to any of my questions answered and it was his loving way in shutting me up. I always had to know why and know the plan 20 steps ahead. I questioned everything about life. In the same breath I had an unwavering faith in God and the universe. Religion always suited me I mean God and natural laws like the “thou shall not kill” just made sense to me without real explanation. But when it came to choosing a career or friends or any of that normal stuff… I just wanted to know why I had to do things the way everyone else did. I loved the idea of traveling so I joined the military. I despised “authority” so I did my 4 years and got the hell out. I went to school because it sounded ambitious enough, graduated, worked in the field for a few years and decided 9 to 5’s just aren’t for me. I moved away from my family for a second time and told them I just wanted to be an artist, homeschool my son, travel and do yoga. For the last 2 and 1/2 years I created my lifestyle around just that, art, homeschooling, and yoga amongst other things like my spiritual arts and counseling. Yoga and meditation helped me find something more suitable than religion. Although my spiritual practice is very ritualistic, it’s my practice, based on natural law and ancient Egyptian knowledge. I have found myself in a consistent state of peace, going along with the ebb-and-flow of life. Although the last couple of years have been very challenging, I finally feel like I no longer have to fit in a box and question why things keep disrupting my flow…I simply go with the flow…with the paddle of direction of course (meditation and guidance from the ancestors).

After rediscovering my true nature of peace with an artistic flair, I feel that urge to shift again. Unlike the ancient Egyptians, I started packing, and getting rid of my household things so that I can travel light (I know that material comforts is more of a burden than it is a treasure). Getting rid of the the rent bill and utilities so that I can travel without that extra unnecessary expense. At the beginning of the year I posted on Facebook that I wanted to travel to mother Earth’s chakras. Well the vortex spots are calling me. Vortexes are spiritual centers where ancient guardians can be felt and sometimes seen. These guardians protect Earth’s portals or energy centers. I understand this most when I traveled to vortexes like Mt.Pilot in NC. There is something so definite about the energy present…like you can feel the mountain breath, the wind whisper, and the rain cleanse and calm your soul. After meditating there was like I received a huge information download and I never rested so complete before. Nature is addictive. So, no this travel isn’t about visiting tourist spots, shopping, and eating out. It’s about connecting. Re-connecting with Mother Earth and my divine Self. Ever since my father’s transition (now referring to Sonny my biological father)- I have felt the pull to travel to these places. My father worked hard his entire life, he traveled a bit too but he never got to enjoy his life to the fullest with freedom because soon after his retirement he fell fatally ill and passed on. Both Sonny and daddy Fullilove worked so hard toward a freedom that I feel can be gained just by living. I never felt it natural to stay in one place, buy a house I would be in debt to for the rest of my life, work the same damn job every day, and have occasional friend dates with the same 4 people every weekend. I feel like Moana in the Disney movie when she screamed “We were voyagers!” Ancient stories show us how we traveled! Moors traveled the world, educating, collecting information, and sharing with others. Ancient Natives and Mayans have stories of traveling beyond worlds…Not saying I can do all of that but I just know going from a work box, to a home box or school box until it’s time for this body to go in a box in the ground is not living for me. Living for me is experiencing the beauty and interconnectedness of this realm and planet. So that’s what this journey is about! So if you want to read about my travels and see the pictures of my awesome experiences then this is a blog you want to keep in your favorites! I also plan to have some memorabilia available on my online store throughout so I will keep you posted….stay tuned in!