Deck#1:Card_One_

Deck#1:Card_One_

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 πŸƒβ€β™€οΈ πŸƒ β™ͺ( ´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?

Deck#1:Card_One_

“Take my hand 🀚 and run πŸƒ πŸƒβ€β™€οΈ”

<Ka!Ka!πŸ¦… >

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Devil’s Advocate?

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A nickel for every time i played the devil’s advocate?

I do that too, and if you want me to really be brave, it’s this devil’s advocates who are really my advocate. When someone plays my advocate, when they are on my side even when my side is the wrong side (of the law), that’s a real devil’s advocate. That’s love and I am all about unbelieving all the lies that I was told about lawyers, judges and devil’s advocates.

Everyone’s name is given, but honestly, nobody asks us who we really are? After so many years of living, you wouldn’t think the answer would still feel so far for some. I’m slow too, but I’m smart, I’m left brained and right, I’m a morning and a night, and maybe it’s time to step outside those lines and see who I find? A devil’s advocate.

Too, it’s about unbecoming what I never was, a devil’s advocate. It’s about unlearning what was never true. It’s about unbelieving all the lies that I have been told. Unbecoming is the story of my soul unbecoming.

The scariest thing in this devil’s advocate sentence is offending and disappointing everyone’s vision of who I should be, but the only way home is to fly on my own until i know and see that it’s about unbecoming. It’s about unlearning what was never true. It’s about unbelieving all the lies that i have been told.

Unbecoming started the story

of my soul.

~Stephanie Bird

#unbecoming
#unbelieving
#devilsadvocate
#lawyers
#judges
#pastor
#birdanity

 

2018:0405:00:12 – & One…

Pastors?…

When my pseudo-Pastor of a Dad found out that I was molested, when he really heard me in my 30’s after I told him the story in adult words, he said,

“If I had known that, I would have killed that man.”

Pastor Dad tells me loving words and my guess is, you are a human being who might be able to come to appreciate this story I am telling you too, at least a little. But I don’t want to just be grateful for the story, I want to be respected as a Reverend and Pastor too.

One Reverend of Birdanity, a place that memorializes a story about a Pastor who was a Shepherd to many people. Serendipitously, I had my own Pastor Shepherd back in 5th grade during a time when I was molested, and I’m certain that he did the best he knew how at the time that I went to school there, a place where he was also the Principle of our non-profit wealth and community money. He was doing the best he knew how as a non-judgmental party of One, and when it came to my story, he wanted to let the “he said : she said” be over.

He was a judge, he was a healer, a peace keeper and he was just like a Stephanie, a James, a Max, a Sandy, a Saint and I am absolutely certain beyond a shadow of a doubt that my older Pastors have mentored this younger Reverend well. As this wisdom of all these ages combined, he was just doing the best he knew how at the time. He was just a man who was a Pastor, he was just a Shepherd and he was GRACE to the world too.

Period, end of story?

No more ends of stories until this end of mine when I STOP! being this fe*male* *roar*ing Reverend of some Universal lifeΒ churchΒ I called Birdanity, a heavenly place that I’ve never heard of too. I love my Father, the farmer’s son, and for wanting to kill anyone for me though I know he never would. I love my Mother for protecting me once she realized I was scared, I love my family for encouraging me to speak up and I love this voice and story about an old church we once called our Gethsemane. It was so…

I was so…

Pastors…

~Pastor Stephanie Bird

 

20180404’s Secret?

IMG_0536Can I tell you a secret?…

Can I tell you that I finally used my voice the last couple of weeks and it hurt my lungs to say it all so much. To write so much. It hurt in ways that *pain* really only describes in words and that’s because it’s supposed to be some sort of emotion or emoticon or feeling or sadness or depression or health?

which is it, this pain?

is it healthy to think of causing people these feelings that we cause is helpful? *pain*?

That’s the secret for all of us, isn’t it.

When mental health is as important as any other, I will stop writing. Too, what people have done ‘to me’ over these last several years has to apologized for and then STOPPED with all the emphasis this quiet voice could muster. Stop! Please, I am asking you to stop and reconsider whether *pain* is a valuable way of learning: clearly it is, and if you want to learn lessons the pain-filled way, I will teach you. I will tell you stories that will help you get there. I will tell you a gender fluid story about how I am abstinent and sex-free. I will be telling you the truth, as I know it today. I am telling you the truth.

I am mental health. This is mentally healthy in every possible way. If writing weren’t an incredibly strong activity, you’d have to be kidding the world. Educate yourSelf.

Self realization…

~Stephanie

#unashamed

#mentalhealth