Bloomsville Affirmations

For when we’re fed up with the journey.

I am

I am

I am

I am amping up the volume on my inner guide.

I know there is always rooting before blossoming.

I am alive because of dope use. Purpose doesn’t wait for a paycheck.

I know even baby steps slay paralysis.

I choose creativity over worry.

I am stacking my plate right at the perspective buffet.

I know my abundance sits high even when my finances stay climbing.

No matter the ugly moments, I am forever a beauty meant to reveal herself.

I know via the direction of my words, my life either struts or struggles.

I am not judging my first step against someone’s last leap. Because I know premature moves will hurt me, not them.

I choose to transcend distracting comparaholic fuck shit.

I am exploring my path with new eyes in search of forgotten blessings.

I give my maker patience, I give myself peace.

I am fucking soul. The one you gotta to swim beyond the surface to find, you feel me? You know what else I am? I’ll tell you.

I am a child of God. An enlightened chick. A badass bitch

I am a Beauty. A Beast.

I am. I fucking am.

I am. Yup, I am. I am.

And you are too.