Kate Moore

I met a woman this weekend who worked in the US Army in a psychological operations unit. She tried to tell me that the US “does everything it can to not start wars. We are not China” Her seriousness had me speechless. Her programming was perfectly parroting. Little does she know she was and still is the psychological operation.

Been experimenting with this Melissa spagyric- an alchemical remedy from lemon balm plant. This thing has cracked me open. It is kicking up energy and emotion and its release feels so freeing. I’ve been writing everyday for weeks which I haven’t done in years. The first week I noticed being way more tired and irritable. I was having headaches and nausea, and I felt pressure in my lymph nodes. The second week I have been been crying and expressing things deep inside of me. Admitting things out loud, letting myself be seen and witnessed, realizing I have bypassed a lot of anger by being quick to forgiving.

DAY 10 // If you could go back and take away your hardest times and most painful experiences, would you? I wouldn’t. For I prefer wisdom over comfort. Growth over stagnation. Faith over ease. And authenticity over perfection. Without pain, without adversity, without darkness, there is no catalyst. Evolution requires contrast. So when I’m wishing things were different or easier, I must remind myself that I couldn’t become me if they were different or easier. 🫶🏻

DAY 9 // Quote from The Red Lion Man is the spiritual equinox of the Cosmos. The boundaries of everything meet in him.

DAY 8 // Weightless, a poem🌊 When you’re out there in the water You’re proud to take up space You pull through heavy liquid And feel God’s softness on your face It’s been years of up and down On the scale and in your brain Thinking you failed another time When you see a lot of weight gain The mirrors have grown tired Of catching stares of that shame It gets pretty exhausting Always seeing something that needs change But healing isn’t linear And the female body needs more time It remembers what it’s been through And how much you weigh could never define The woman you have become Transmuting years of pain and frustration I could imagine it gets heavy Carrying that story of complete isolation Some pieces of you Will forever be untold They stay stuffed and hidden And swing your hyper-independence into control That moment in time Still sits deep in your womb Cutting off from vulnerability Means cutting off from love too But out there in the water God restores circulation He sees nothing but perfection And he makes me feel weightless

If the first word someone uses to describe you is “nice”, that’s a major L I’d rather first be described as insane than nice. Nice = boring ???

My older brother asked me what I’m looking for in a partner, and I first mentioned intellect. He said “ah so like Harvard or MIT vibes?” No no no sweet brother. That is indoctrination, not intellect.

DAY 7 // We spend all day consuming external sources of information. We scroll. We look at what everyone in the world is doing. We overwhelm ourselves into nothingness. We give away our time thinking this information is filling us with substance. Our mind is full, but our soul is starving. Our time is gone. Our capacity is reached. Our direction is confused. Our creativity is non-existent. Our sense of self is neglected. Our awareness is outsourced. Our attention is our energy currency. When we spend it on everyone else, we re-affirm that we are not valuable enough to spend it on ourselves. Creation over consumption.

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DAY 5 // Trying so hard to construct the aligned path and plan means two things 1) you need to justify who and what you are to others 2) you have no faith in God // This is something I’ve noticed in myself this year as I have mostly been traveling and working on little projects here and there. I’ve been living and learning about myself and it’s been extremely beneficial for my growth and development, but I can be met with judgment from others that ask me “when I’m gonna get a real job again”. I love who I’ve been this year, but sometimes the perception of how others view you and what they think of you can tempt you to cling back to the world/lifestyle you walked away from. Because I don’t have clear answers for them on what I’m doing or a way to label myself for them, but I have a deep knowing in myself that the path I’m walking is to be walked. And their understanding is not needed. We all crave to be seen and understood, but I crave to be true to myself more.