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  • Hemma från Sydafrika

    March 13th, 2017

    Kliver av arlanda express som att jag är så mycket lättare än 40kg väskor. Tror aldrig jag varit gladare i att komma hem, och det säger något efter detta magiska liv med många äventyr fram o tillbaka. Hoppar av tåget ut i kylan i en röd satinkimono som jag försöker övertyga alla blickar visst passar svensk vinter. Hoppar in mot spottkoppen med en rygga på magen, en på ryggen, en väska i handen. Lättare än nånsin. Det ni ✨Hemma, slask o allt, hemma, barrskogar, hemma, espresso house, hemma, familjen o djuren, hemma, staden. Stockholm. Hemma. This land of my roots and heart I’m back.

  • Phaeleh – Afterglow

    March 12th, 2017

    Listen

    Taking control of the elements
    Making it mine, making it mine

    Touching up all of the elements

    Taking my time, taking my time

    Taking a hold of the present day

    Pushing it all, pushing it all, pushing it

    Taking control of my destiny

    Making it fine, making it fine, making it

  • Clueless Unknown

    March 12th, 2017

    There is no way

    I will receive clarity

    Unless I allow myself to trench

    Deep and grinding 

    Willingly or not

    Thru the clueless unknown

  • Preview from upcoming film

    January 21st, 2017

    VOICE //
    To speak

    To breathe

    To move

    To be
    To walk without enjoying the soil, soul under your feet 

    Is just as having a voice without expressing it – lifes too short for it

    To do any successful outer peace work

    One must first come to love the inner spirit

    That connection is called gratitude

    Gratitude is doctor

    It heals
    We move, we dance, write, sing, ride, scream to make space

    For that gratitude

    Let it live

    Let it.

    Let heal.

  • Easy // true

    December 2nd, 2016

    Things really aren’t so separate and confusing as we think they are.
    They become so, in our humanness.

    As I live on, stepping forth, stepping back, stepping into me, I learn that being human will not within my lifetime, be without work. Inner work, outer work, whatever work. I have resisted work not because of the work itself, (I actually can’t wait to do what I came here to do!), but the system which rules it.

    The point we’re missing is, you get to decide.
    You get to decide your life’s work.
    Your life’s work doesn’t have to look like others’.
    Your life’s work can be fulfilling and satisfying for both soul and body needs:
    Love, and money.

    It may or may not be easy
    But it will be true.

    As a 5 year old, being asked questions like,
    “what do you want to do when you grow up”,
    “who are you going to be?”,
    instead of,
    “Hi. I see you. What makes you happy?”

    In this way of being towards each other, unconsciously we are saying you are enough now as you are. You are enough without your future you’s riches. You are enough without your future you’s friends, even! You are enough simply because you are. Here. 

    The patriarchal, the few-ruling-the-rest society we live and are born into, he wires us from deep within our bone marrow on how we look at ourselves and our very life purpose.

    I feel it’s as if he wants me to think that I owe him and that he is greater than me, that us, than you.
    He is where he is because there was a time people asked for a leader.

    It doesn’t mean he gets to rule our lives now.

    “We can honor and enhance the attributes of something by placing it in an area that is aligned with appropriate energy.”

    The freedom released when in a space where such an attitude is held is beyond all comforts. It sheds us of the fear of accomplishing a certain amount of whatevers, before my body takes her last breath. It means I can live more fully in a body more ready to be. Because I let myself breathe.

    Then that breath takes on legs, she wants to dance
    Then the dance wants a voice, to relieve and let go
    Then that song wants to spread
    It wants to knock on people’s doors
    And sing you are alright
    You are a gift
    You’re love

    It may or may not be easy
    But it will be true.

  • Rain prayer

    November 29th, 2016

    Awake when others are sleeping

    Laughing when others are weeping

    Fighting for soul

    When others for pride

    Don’t stop, don’t doubt

    Just ride

    Ride, ride, ride or die

  • Light warrioress

    November 29th, 2016

    I am all life

    Light is carried through me

    Guiding the lonely night

    I come from where the sun hides for many months

    I am not afraid of the dark

    By Blanca Linder 1/11-2016

  • Blunt chaos

    October 15th, 2016

    Blanca Linder, midnight on a fullmoon 16th October 2016

    Sharing a piece of my heart, this full moon night when the world is in such utter chaos. I can’t stay quiet any longer:

    I have danced and I have cried and I have ran and I have ridden lately
    I have not felt sane
    I have slowly started to feel sanely insane.
    I yoga myself as a way of surviving
    Whether the yoga is asanas,
    writing,
    yelling,
    sharing, talking
    or nothing at all
    fuck it

    Sharing, talking.
    It’s hard when your heart has jumped out of your body for a bit.
    Because the world is not whole and therefore you aren’t either
    But you choose to stay in love
    You need to recenter.
    I want to learn how to always recenter, before acting.
    Before talking.
    Before sharing.

    Many times in my life, I have been living in between.
    In between worlds.
    The you-and-me worlds,
    But also between our celestial world and this Earthly reality.
    I have been pulled down through meetings with other humans, often not in grounded and safe ways but violently, my heart being so torn, in ways not in respect with my being.

    I don’t want to blame people ’cause they’re all just human. But right now I wish there were more of us connected children, people fighting for the light, that were in charge of our world as we know it today. Instead of assholes and Trumps and bombers and Jesus-playing-power-men, or -women for that matter.

    To speak your language for a moment:
    Y’all need to wake the fuck up
    Yes I said that
    Please wake up

    I turn now to my deepest insides.
    I turn now to my deepest anchors
    And purest truth
    I am iron heavy, and I am feather light.
    I am what I am what I am how I am.

    And I’m being so clear about it.
    You’re welcome.
    This is for you and me.
    You’re welcome.

  • Clearing the channel

    October 11th, 2016

    Feel that opening up?

    That letting go?

    ‘Tis the sound of you moving higher; 
    Do it with core of body

    Do it in connection with roots, 

    Not disconnecting them 

    So that you can disappear,

    Instead letting them 

    Grow you higher

    Stronger

    Purer

    Deeper into yourself

    ; Cleared
    Feel that gratitude?

    That acceptance of flaws

    ‘Tis the feeling of grace
    Feel it knowing support

    Never alone or without speech,

    Child you are heard and held

    Carried onward and shelled

    To betterment and richness  

    Of movement,

    Ability to listen

    Ability to act –

    This time ’round;

    Purer.

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