Steph_Bird_MOVES? 2_Birdanity.com!

Steph_Bird_MOVES? 2_Birdanity.com!

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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:

job.

location.

life.

Outlook.

Vacation.

WAY_OUT!

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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.Expand the Circle.Reach all victimS.

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I think there is something seriously rong with me…

or is it You? I think there is something seriously write with me, but I don’t feel right when I write anymore. I can’t stop the bleeding, I can’t stop these lines from blurring between all the various parts of my life and it’s getting me into some serious trouble.

Do you realize that I am in trouble?

Do you know that I got in trouble?

Do you know that I was publicly hurt?

Yes, that was me and I’m not going to say a word to those stalkers. I think there is something seriously write with me, even if I don’t always feel right when I write anymore. I can’t stop the bleeding of these lines that blur between all the various parts of my life until it gets me into some serious trouble.

Do you realize that I am in trouble?

I got in trouble?

I was humiliated?

Yep, that was me and I’m not going to say a word to those website stalkers. I feel there is something seriously right with me, even if I don’t always think right when I write anymore. I can’t stop bleeding onto this page that blurs between all the various parts of my life until it gets me feeling some serious release.

Do you realize?

We.. are all in trouble?

We were all humiliated?

Yep, that was Us and I’m not going to say a word to those boys who want to kill me. Even if I don’t always think or feel right to everyone when I write, I will bleed onto this page that blurs between all the various parts of my life until it gets me feeling some serious relief.

Do you realize?

Everything?

Is OK now,

Yep, that’s Us and I’m in full control. Even when I don’t always think or feel right to everyone when I write, I will bleed onto the page that blurs between all the various parts of my life

until it’s…

Over.

~Steph Bird

whut as tHiS, cHeRch?!?!?

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Is there ever a right church?

A light church, a right One? Aren’t they all? Nah, I doubt it, at least I haven’t found just One that is totally right for me or on the light side of life. A few of them are into meditation, while others are down with dancing, and yeah, I tried a lot of dancing churches, but who’s to say which One was right?

#Happy_Sunday_to_those_who_WROTE_today…

#Birdanity was right for me, this is all I know.

It was the right space for me to grow

and expand these wings.

It was a place where I could become light,

where I could *breathe* and then exhale.

It was for a Bird,

it was for me

and it was for You,

too.

You?

But you just got here, didn’t You.

Welcome to….

the right place for You today

and tomorrow, I hope

come back again

real soon…Y’all

come back

nowYa_

here?

*grin*

~Steph Bird

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#To_Taxing_comb-OverYouS

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It’s Taxing to be humanS today…

I am not an Art/ist today, they say…but, I hate when this art waits until the last minute to do something that I hate. It’s taxing me to hate when I write, and I hate to write when I really need to be “doing my taxes” to identify my other work and this Birdanity as non-profit writing by day or night. It’s required of me, they say and my society needs me to pay or be paid today for my time when I am not a super-hero, like today when…

It’s time to step up to the plate

or see what’s in the plate,

so to speak.

I work all day too, a “farmer’s daughter” and a “white collar” or “blue collar” “hard worker” just like you, but do I owe the non-church state, or does that non-church owe me? Do I owe the government, or does the government own me? What was on that WWW-form? Does the government owe me squat, probably not?

I dunno, they would say my taxes account for my freedom, for my government, for my rights, for my right to write, so it’s time to fly and really account for my taxes this season and the next and the next until? One season after another when they first assigned me a ###-##-#### and a name, they say they owned me back then and today, it’s taxing to be human.

I am a Bird, but I need to be human today with a name and a #########

I gotta get it together to write my taxes…

It’s time to step up to the altar

and see what’s in that Bird plate,

so to speak.

I am.. EASY does it…

Stop laughing…

I promise,

I’m not mad

about paying Taxes

to: men with Trump

comb-overS

I gotta get it together…

It’s time to step up to the altar

and see what’s in the plate,

so to speak.

~Steph Bird

~Steph Bird

~”Stephanie Bird”

your friend,

your little sister,

your little brother,

your ___love?___,

“Bird”

 

 

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#you_too?…