Here i gOooo…

Creating things? I.t.s healing to me. It’s white and blackbird of me. It’s artistic, autistic, and BEautifully uniquely “me”. This is Card#One of Birdanity Deck#One titled “Take My Hand 🤚 & RUN 🏃‍♀️ 🏃 ♪( ´θ`)”

Secret? I made it when I was trying to figure out my heart conditioning. It’s when I was healing from the last heart break. It’s ARTfully weird?


“Take my hand 🤚 and run 🏃 🏃‍♀️”

<Ka!Ka!🦅 >

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I know you may not know me yet,

but after this entry You will. I am not a servant, I am a God of servants and that’s me, in a nut shell. Birdanity was never about “me”. It was about “you” and reflecting my experiences with You. It was creatively writing to release these internal traumas that feel so fierce, they must flow through me. You are all God’s to me and I am just a writer to this plural number of gods and goddesses.

Gods and goddesses?

I told you that I owned “Birdanity” before we started this little adventure, but you really own it. I told you that it was copywrite in every possible way, and you laughed at me inside. I am a Spirit here, I am a Creator here, and I am a mess too (with you).

Birdanity? On the outside you may have smiled and even nodded your head in agreement, but inside you laughed and never looked me up because I never mentioned that I had millions of lovely followers just like me, millions of hits, millions of views and billions of life forms that are available to laugh with me too. I never mentioned all that because I didn’t need to, you already knew with your own audience of __#___?

Birdanity? I owned “me”, and my personal time. I own Birdanity in my personal time, which is for free and always will be. Free time is me time. Free time is also “we” time. It’s free for you to visit this site, it’s free for you to see me, and I intend to keep it that way for quite a while.

A coach by trade, I am a coach in every possible way. I may not be Triathlete-certified, but I am a coach too in this medicine of word. I am a consultant, I am a friend, and I am a love. People even ask me to coach them in my “we” time, and they do it all the time. Lawyers, judges, owners, lovers, friends, they all want something, don’t they? Human Resources…

They want knowledge. They want friendship, and they don’t want to have to pull out their wallet to get a peace of friendly advice they may or may not take.

Fiduciary advice? Don’t ask if that’s what you want. Not from a friend, no. That’s pretty much how we all roll these days, as most lawyers do together as friends in this criminally UNJUST system. But I’m no lawyer and I never ate that bar of academia they were trying to push at me.

Legal counselor?

Not even a little,

no thank you,

“But I have heard from a lawyer friend and he said…”

That’s just it, isn’t it?

How we give friendly legal advice?

Enough is enough.

I know who I am, do you?

And, I am looking for a new:







WEST..I guess..?

“Home is where the heart is,” they say….

~Stephanie Bird

p.s. tonight, I begin a career journey to somewhere old and new. Tonight is the moment that I begin to look at my life differently. Tonight is when I listen to the songs of my Youth, and the moment where I stop looking back to December of years ago when this old job felt fancy and the people I met felt phenomenal. Tonight is the moment that I search, when and where I will find?

You, again…

I am always following You, aren’t I? No matter where I go… I’m always looking for You everywhere I go and God, you look an awful lot like a child of God? to me. Beautiful in every possible way, you are my equal and I miss You and what You felt like to sleep near as a human here on Earth.

I need you,

Who? The voice of truth, it tells me a different story about names. The voice of truth says…

Oh what I would do to have

The kind of faith it takes

To climb out of this boat I’m in

Onto the crashing waves

To step out of my comfort zone

Into the realm of the unknown where Jesus God is

And SHe’s holding out His hand

But the waves are calling out my name

And they laugh at me

Reminding me of all the times

I’ve tried before and failed

The waves they keep on telling me

Time and time again. “Boy, you’ll never win!”

“You’ll never win!”

But the Voice of Truth tells me a different story

The Voice of Truth says, “Do not be afraid!”

And the Voice of Truth says, “This is for My glory”

~Casting Crowns – Voice Of Truth Lyrics

p.s.S. this is for all the glory…

this is it

the apocolypse?

Welcome to the new “free” age of Birdanity, where……

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Bird Palace Music Library


this is the plan…

If you try, then find out that you don’t mix with the crowd and these conversations sound like broken chains, that’s when you’ll need me around to provide you with this sound advice that resonates inside your weary brain. But, You gotta keep it quiet and entirely to yourSelf.


You can say what you owe or just pay it as you go, but you can’t take out a loan to make some change. Your brightest star is going black, but it’s not because you lack and it’s not too late to retrack what you saved. You gotta keep me quiet and entirely to yourSelf.

Shh…shh…don’t tell anyOne about Birdanity, it wasn’t all for You,

I’m just keeping the pace, saving my air. Love is a race, can you meet me there? This isn’t a trick. I want to be fair, but love is a race. Can you beat me there? Try to finish first, and I bet this works for You..

I measure the space between our steps, I’m not sure how this happened either, but I’m keeping my pace until it’s just You and me left. It may take days, it may take forever, but love is a race and we are in it together?

So try to finish first, and I will make this work for You..

yeah You?


is #One?

on first?

I dunno, but

(#me too)


(a neighbor)

)an artist

you already met four years ago(

(named “Steph Bird”)

(to: an artist “TJ”)

[maybe in the future?

you’re going to come back

the only way to really know

is to really let it go.

Maybe in the future?

You’re gonna come back?

10/24? Scorpio?!?!!

You’re come back?

Maybe in the future?

The only way to let it go?

You’re going to

come back

FOR: me.


I dunno, I just know.

[S/He will.]

He keeps finding me…

He keeps coming back too…

(Bc Us, Lions are the best!……..)

[at being attentive]

p.s. you are You,

4 of 4: Rule #395 – Artists Secrets

Encouraging Comments (and Weird Referrals?)

Rule #395: ‘I am’ 4 of 4 @Birdanity

Can I tell you an artist secret?

I am 4 of 4. I’m not really a guy and I’m not really a nice “fella” either. I’m not really a gal either and though I’m as sweet as apple pie on a Sunday, for some odd reason most of my life I’ve gravitated towards deeper friendships with men than women. Guys, not girls.

I’ve listened to them, I’ve heard their collective voice and each one of them are still speaking in my head. They percOlate. Women and men alike, they are both there. I’ve heard them too and their voice is loud and getting louder and clearer as time passes. I’ve heard their worries, I’ve felt my own fears, I’ve stared them all straight in the third eye and said *ROAR*!

As time passes and I hear these wo/men more and more. I hear #me too. I am getting clearer about my purpose here and it’s to #create/me_too?

It’s to create ME! Like, me? Yeah, me too!

And since I am already rock solid in this foundational alien understanding that I have mutant DNA, I’m going to just go with what I’ve created so far. Don’t You think?

~Stephanie_M_Bird: Test: 20180410:22:17, Over and out…